Sunday, 20 September 2015

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-Invisible boundaries-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

சொர்க்கம் சென்றாலும் சொந்த ஊர் போல்சுகந்திரம் வருமா?வருமா?.....Are a few lines from the refuge song from the movie Kannathil Muthamittal. But a post on a famous page in Facebook recently on the Syrian crisis made me think twice on those lines.


Terribly tiny tales had this post online, and I am sure all those read it, had no escape. Its like the words of the young boy whose lifeless self was flashed on all channels and printed on all newspapers and remains etched in our memories for ever. 


Civil wars, ethnic conflicts , socio - economical crisis, we see all of it, everywhere. True, all of them may not have instant solutions but what is more humiliating and painful in life more than being uprooted, shattered dreams, lost jobs, broken childhood and what is it like when a family faces all of this emotional struggle together with no food and no shelter?


Words fail this time, we call ourselves globalised than civilised and that the whole world, a global village. Then suddenly we remember we have this invisible boundaries called geographical lines which actually separates us. Global oneness is long forgotten and we  lay fresh barbed wire fencing to reinforce the invisible and Oh yes, they are electrified too this time, we put the best use of technology during crisis management. Shame on us. We are busy building walls without doors so that we hear no knocks. We don't realise this situation makes sure no one hears our cries when we lay trapped in this safe walled home(land). Its time we knock them down and build new ones, this time with plenty of doors and windows.

மண்ணில் தானே எல்லைக்கோடுகள்....மனதில் கோடு யார் போட்டது??











Thursday, 3 September 2015

Search (I) Engine


Just as the whole town is talking about google’s new logo, I am taken back to my thoughts on search engines and how much they have made life easier, exiting and global, yet we have not done away from our search for the best inner search engine.

No, the self-help - self-discovery books don’t help, the millions of apps on our smart phones on personality tests don’t help, the funny and quirky tests on facebook relating us to every celebrity , every historical character, every cartoon character under the sky doesn’t really help. When I see these results I want to shout loud- No...Naan Ava(l)n Ilai…

For, I am the most talkative person on earth for a minute and suddenly the silent, sensitive, snub. I too blow hot and cold like the all of you out there.  I want to be awarded the most workaholic person and suddenly yearn for a vacation. My mind cannot sleep with the million thoughts when my body fights for sleep, from exhaustion.

Am I a day dreamer or a night thinker?
Do I want adventure or peace?
Should I go for a meditative sleep or power yoga?
Do I want to rest at the deep roots or climb the top branch?
Should I keep the day job or pursue that passionate hobby?
Should I hone my strengths or fight my fears?
And should I be a successful person or be a peacemaker, healer, restorer, storyteller and lover of all kinds? Yeah, the same old David Orr or Dalai Lama dilemma.


Sorry search engines and research engineers, for I sing a song only I can hear.