Warrier's Collage May 8, 2021

Welcome to Warrier's COLLAGE On Saturday, MAY 8, 2021 "The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud." See G Good Morning Nice Day M G Warrier M A Interaction 1) V T Panchapagesan Chennai A B C D E F G.. There are seven heads out of these, each one of us contributes in different colors. SYMBOLICALLY REPRESENTING VIBGYOR TOWARDS PURITY OF MIND, ANCHORED BY THE CHARIOTEER WHEN THE SUN RISES ELIMINATING SEVEN NEGATIVITY, DESIRE, ANGER, DELUSION, GREED, ARROGANCE, ENVY & FEAR....MAKING LIFE WORTHY.🙏 Be Well, V. T. Panchapagesan 2) A P Ramadurai Cheñnai "Group discipline" from Sri Shivaram Shetty makes excellent sense. 3) R Jayakumar Mumbai Collage of May 6, 2021 My normal practice is to go through the Warrier's Collage (WC) hurriedly in the morning as many GM messages have to be seen and responded and I have a second look into the WC leisurely in the afternoon. Yesterday this system failed and I forgot to view Warrier's grandson Govind Kiran playing the guitar like an upcoming young star. So my belated Happy Birthday to the junior Warrier. I am also sorry for not pointing out immediately the wrong attribution of a titbit to my credit. The interview with Iqbal Singh Chahal, Municipal Commissioner, Mumbai was nice to view*. Most of our leaders are of two types. Some do excellent sweet talks but make very poor output in their actions. Some talk less but execute their work intelligently. Iqbal Singh is of the second category. He looks very candid in his interview with fluent speech giving facts and figures with minute details. We need more committed officers like him in the public service. Our CM is also a person who talks less and works more. Thanks for the video link. R Jayakumar (Thanks Jayakumar. *For those who missed the link, copied below. 🙏-Warrier) https://youtu.be/9-rvyPGEAeQ B Satsangam with Panchapagesan Adambhitvam: Unpretentiousness Sometimes we behave trying to appear more important or better Than others...This hypocrisy we project in our life is placed at a particular niche—-a certain status , prosperity, knowledge...ability, etc.. At times we may have the urge to impress others. We may try to place ourselves in a higher position than what we are really are.. As a result we suffer from pretentiousness. This pretence of superiority is born out of a weakness of relying on the opinion of others... Because of this misplaced reliance we crave for others’ praise Rather than raising ourselves towards perfection... We are affected by what people around think about us.. We get depressed or elated by their evaluation.. Consequently we put on an act to impress them . Invariably this fails.. Truth works itself out. We merely add to our own problems by our action.. Pretentiousness causes mental agitations. Eventually we cheat no-one But ourselves... The disease of pretentiousness is to be treated with self- evaluation. We have to gain an objective view of ourselves...Assess our strengths And weakness. Weigh the pros and cons of our personality. Cover all aspects of life...Pinpoint our nature and our relation with the world.. Give our assessment more weightage . No one knows us as we do.. Others are bound to have their own views and opinions... They make casual and careless remarks. How are we concerned with them ? Let us not give undue importance and get unnecessarily affected. Let us release ourselves from this bondage . We will gain immense strength... Hanuman is a symbol for us all. He Focussed his thought towards his master at all times.. His mind was not at all agitated. And his action towards the goal paid its dividends at all times. V. T. Panchapagesan. C Potato & World History https://madrascourier.com/insight/the-potato-changed-the-worlds-history-heres-how/ Excerpts: "Initially, the Europeans did not eat potatoes. They eyed the crop with disgust and loathing. They considered the tuber to be poisonous, a source of leprosy. Furthermore, it was too different from the other staple food in the continent. Consequently, it took a long time for the Europeans to adopt the potato into their cuisine. But once people took to it, potato shipments multiplied exponentially. The spread to other parts of the old world–including China, Penghu Islands, Taiwan and India–took over two centuries. Africa is an exception to this pattern as potatoes came late to its shores; widespread cultivation of potatoes started only in the early eighteenth century. Over time, potato became a staple across the world, trouncing other crops–like maize, cassava, sweet potatoes–that also found a way into the old world. This phenomenal rise in popularity and dependence on one crop, the potato, is a baffling outcome in the history of agriculture." D Readers' Contribution 1) V Babusenan Thiruvananthapuram Chrysostom Thirumeni Philipose Mar Chrysostom, the most venerable Bishop of a particular denomination of Christianity in Kerala, who passed away a couple of days ago at the age of103, was not just a spiritual head, but a phenomenon. No one was loved and respected by all sections of people like him. He was an incarnation of gentle humour which he kept to the last breath. A few instances are given below: Once he visited another Bishop on hearing that the latter was ill. He found his room locked and there was no one nearby to ask what had happened. He was about to return when someone came running to tell that the room was locked to avoid disturbance. On seeing the ailing Bishop he said: "Thirumeni, I never thought your illness was so serious as to keep you under lock and key." On another occasion, he told this story: "One young man and woman who loved each other dearly, died before they could marry. On reaching God's feet, they expressed their wish to get married in His presence. God smiled but didn't say 'Yes.' They repeated their wish many a time ,but God only smiled. Then one day God broke His silence. He said: "Dear children, for performing a marriage, there should be a priest or a Bishop. I have been waiting for one since you made that request. So far no one has come. What to do?" Chief Minister Pinarayi Vijayan once called on him. The latter asked someone to get a cup of tea for the CM. The CM said:"Venda Thirumenee, njaan kudichatha" (No,Thirumeni please. I have just drunk). The word 'drunk' has another meaning :'taken alcohol'. Thirumeni took advantage of that and said: "Till this time, no one had the audacity to come before me drunk." The CM, who is generally known as very miserly in the matter of laughter, laughed aloud. 2) Rat race in Harvard* During a brutal study at Harvard in the 1950s, Dr. Curt Richter placed rats in a pool of water to test how long they could tread water On average they'd give up and sink after 15 minutes But right before they gave up due to exhaustion, the researchers would pluck them out, dry them off, let them rest for a few minutes - and put them back in for a second round In this second try - how long do you think they lasted? Remember - they had just swam until failure only a few short minutes ago... How long do you think? Another 15 minutes? 10 minutes? 5 minutes? No 60 hours! That's not an error That's right! 60 hours of swimming The conclusion drawn was that since the rats BELIEVED that they would eventually be rescued, they could push their bodies way past what they previously thought impossible I will leave you with this thought: If hope can cause exhausted rats to swim for that long, what could a belief in yourself and your abilities, do for you ? So let’s inject HOPE in people that this will pass and we can win over situation HOPE IS DECISION !!! If we decide not be defeated then we can’t get defeated !!! So let’s inject HOPE in everyone’s life !!! Be safe Remain safe *Forward received from Kiran Warrier Mumbai E Maya Angelou: Poetry https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/maya-angelou Excerpts: "Angelou’s most famous work, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (1969), deals with her early years in Long Beach, St. Louis and Stamps, Arkansas, where she lived with her brother and paternal grandmother. In one of its most evocative (and controversial) moments, Angelou describes how she was first cuddled then raped by her mother’s boyfriend when she was just seven years old. When the man was murdered by her uncles for his crime, Angelou felt responsible, and stopped talking. Angelou remained mute for five years, but developed a love for language. She read Black authors like Langston Hughes, W. E. B. Du Bois, and Paul Lawrence Dunbar, as well as canonical works by William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, and Edgar Allan Poe. When Angelou was twelve and a half, Mrs. Flowers, an educated African American woman, finally got her to speak again. Mrs. Flowers, as Angelou recalled in her children’s book Mrs. Flowers: A Moment of Friendship (1986), emphasized the importance of the spoken word, explained the nature of and importance of education, and instilled in her a love of poetry. Angelou graduated at the top of her eighth-grade class." 2) "I know why the caged bird sings" https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48989/caged-bird Excerpts: "But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom." F Leisure Smile* Two English professors, one a giant of a man and the other very slightly built were always at loggerheads with each other and each never missed a chance to tease the other. That day they were converging each other from opposite directions in a narrow lane, when one had to perforce step aside. The big one stepped aside, took a deep bow and sarcastically said-“Pass, oh giant.” The puny man in turn said “Thank you, oh pygmy” The big man was offended and said “I had in mind your mental prowess” “I too” replied the puny professor *Forward received from A P Ramadurai Chennai G Quotes about VYBGYOR The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God - if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That's what I think. Maya Angelou ( Maya Angelou was an American poet, memoirist, and civil rights activist. She published seven autobiographies, three books of essays, several books of poetry, and is credited with a list of plays, movies, and television shows spanning over 50 years. She received dozens of awards and more than 50 honorary degrees) BONUS: https://www.yourquote.in/tags/Vibgyor/quotes?page=3&sort=latest


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