Sunday 19 February 2012

Love

"Love"

by Charumathi Rathinavel on Sunday, June 5, 2011 at 12:43pm ·
 
Nothing is permanent. Nothing is indispensable in this wide world. Everything undergoes transition. It  sickens and it pains enormously to realize that the whole concept of love is exploited to its fullest extent, to a incredibly large proportion by people. Love has become a password for so many “conveniences” of life. A “make-believe” word . Under the cover of love, deception becomes easy and cozy for men and women irrespectively. ‘Covert operations’ are dexterously played with this magical emotive word "love" to  which mostly women become mesmerized victims.

Inspite of learning important lessons of failure and deprivation, people still hover around with the illusion that without love the world seems doomed and seek new comforts hoping a fresh start.

As Bacon says in his essay “Of Love”, the depth of love could be felt only through literature  and in modern times more in movies . That’s the reason why people still crazily swarm the theatres finding vent to their craving unfulfilled desires.

All the ovation for love, all the celebration of love could be found in surreal “ arts” than in reality. All the love stories are sweet and amorous. All tragedies and happy endings are applicable to dramatis personae of texts. Love can be divine and can be hailed,  not in real lustful life.

Death ,the harbinger of joy to the Celestial World!

Death ,the harbinger of joy to the Celestial World!

by Charumathi Rathinavel on Wednesday, November 30, 2011 at 2:35pm ·

If life's experiences embiitter us with misfortunes, sorrows, loses,sufferings of the mind & the physique;  if it is full of frustrations, failures, despair and struggle; if life has nothing to offer you; if you feel void; if  there's nothing worthwhile to spend ; if you deserve no space in this world; if life recognizes you not for your wealth/ success/attempts/ failures; if life rewards you not for your virtuousness; if life encounters only cheats, frauds, traitors, deceits and the like... it makes it easy for you quit this world; it satiates and never want to live anymore, nothing holds you, nothing grieves you, nothing really hurts or pains to leave this world.

Rather you welcome death... Death is a saviour , to relieve you from the mesh of the terrestrial life; redeem you from the burden of sin.

Indeed grateful to God we are, for without death... into this world of eternal suffering ... there is no redemption, there is no cure to the wounds of love...to the hurt of traitory... to the bleeding pain of life.

Angel of Death

Friday 17 February 2012

Virtuous Life

Shriveled hopes, parched dreams,
Troubled thoughts, crippled emotions,
Perpetual suffering, ignominy and contempt,
Shrunken the shrinking violet.

Impeccancy , toil and moil
Leads not to vaulting ambitions.
Perpetual constraints and restraints
Leaves vestigial traces of success.
Languor smears and
Doubt encircles:
If god himself favours profligates!

Scrutinizing the lives of  renowned personalities:
Those vicariously suffering for society
Those impeteously succumbed to desires
Those warped with abundant wealth
And those with only the country as their breath.

Contemplation unveils:
As years pass by and age ensues
Time allows us to traverse and recall,
As to what we are
At the threshold of death.

Then,
If ever a man rests without pain or guilt,
If ever a man has no fear of doomsday,
If ever a man has no complaints or regrets,
Inspite of flaws and failures in his life,
Finds happiness in his little doings.
Embraces death in tranquility,
Indubitably, he has lived a virtuous life.

Memories

Life itself is a conglomeration of reminiscences,
Engraved and chisled in our heart of hearts,
Pangs of nostalgic memories transcends the bygones,
And leaves the heart pining and longing for the lost.

Memories are neither forgettable nor unforgettable,
A breezy wind, a drizzly day, a blossomed orchard,
A sublime soul, a timely solace, a hearty charity,
Spark off our memories.

Some we are wanting to forget, for the pain it brings,
Some we are wanting to remember, for the pleasure it gives,
Some double our happiness to review our lives,
some send tremors in us and shatter our peace.

Memories never fade when they are intense
Cherisable when they are joyful,
Cradle us when they are melodious,
Enduring when they are adorable.

Memories are seasonal that withers and sprouts afresh,
Recollect in tranquility when they are poetic,
Never depart when they are calamitous,
Nourish when they are novel.

We journey heavily laden
With memories...
Crucified by remorse and penitence.
Living devoid of resurrection,
we crave for the redemptive power of love.

The Beautiful Moon

A Poem by K.Rathinavel on his beloved:
Dtd. December 22nd 1987

When I behold the beautiful moon,
My heart lifts like a balloon.
It's not simply because of fun,
But, the reason is only one.

The stars in the sky are fair,
But the charm of the moon is rare,
It's shine is cool and white,
That never fails to bring me delight.

I left my heart wide open,
To grasp the light from Heaven,
And she is the only one,
Whose name is the 'The Beautiful Moon'.


A word of Appreciation

Appreciation


        Appreciation is a miraculous word that works wonders as a magical wand. There cannot be a soul or a being which doesn't crave for a sincere appreciation. Appreciation perhaps, is a reward to a dedicated, perfect and sincere effort.


         Mother Teresa says," There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread." All human beings hanker for a simple word of appreciation. Only an exceptional few are stoic in receiving praise or a criticism, the rest brood over trifles. Though religious scriptures insists on performing one's duty without expecting any reward, expectation of an honest appreciation is quite a normal tendency. Every human has uniqueness, a place which another cannot replace. Every human has a special talent, a quality, a thought, a beauty, a taste and a disposition which another cannot replicate. Those who believe in themselves and those who have a high esteem of their potentials do not anticipate a reward in any form. As Shakespeare says, “He is well paid that is well satisfied”. A person desires no greater reward than the satisfaction derived from doing
a good action. Many a times, a sublime deed is itself a reward.

         Praising a fellow being for his achievements is a prerequisite for a man of humanitarian concern. A word of appreciation instigates and has the power to transform the fallible to infallible, the ordinary to extraordinary and even a profligate to moral.

         It's the world's way to applaud the unworthy and the influential. Out of fear of losing power, wealth and dominance, men appreciate people who are flamboyant, boastful, hypocritical and pretentious. Flattering to fulfil mercenary needs ruins the real worth of praise you render a person. Sometimes this materialistic attitude of the world deprives a person from extending a worthy praise to the deserving. Some practice plagiarism of ideas to receive an unworthy praise or reward which is pernicious to creative people who rightfully deserve applause. Military personnel and guards men, who renounce and sacrifice their lives for a great cause, die without proper recognition and true justification to the service rendered by them.

        To appreciate, a man should be high-minded, magnanimous, selfless and noble. Men of authority who develop the attitude of appreciating his subordinates maintain a cordial atmosphere and see a phenomenal progress in his ventures. Reprimanding, reproaching and insulting remarks deteriorate a person's progress. Biased and egoistic remarks are like nipping a bud before it blooms.

         Dorothy Law Nolte's poem, which has become a child-rearing anthem says, “If children live with praise, they learn to appreciate." Even parents fail to appreciate their own children. We fail to appreciate: when we underestimate others' dexterity, when we are envious of the progress of a person, when we feel inferior about our incapability, when we feel superior about our own capabilities, when we are contemptuous of class, race or caste of people, when we suffer personal prejudice, when we develop a grudge or enmity, when we suffer a complex, when we are not straight-forward in achieving success, when the others achieve success through honest means, when we do not have the nobility of character, when we wish to hate, hurt & humiliate people.

        We fail to extol nature and other gifts bestowed to us by God. We fail to worship God and the godliness in a human. We lose nothing by a word of appreciation other than our ego. In praising or extolling, we acquire soulful happiness. Ponder! Appreciate and show your expression of approval and admiration. Lincoln's Gettysburg Address became a memorable speech in history only because he consecrated the martyrs who gave up their lives for a huge cause of abolishing slavery.

            Everybody loves to be appreciated, but not to appreciate others. William Janes says, "The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated." In lieu of singing praises of the undeserving for personal benefits, appreciate the worthy. Whenever or in whomever we find praise-worthiness, godliness, a commendable merit, an extraordinary accomplishment, a laudable perseverance, a graceful forfeiture, a glorious achievement... hesitate not to commend them heartily.