Warrier's Collage November 26, 2021

Welcome to Warrier's COLLAGE On Friday November 26, 2021 Good Morning Obituary* : K R Anantharaman Bengaluru M G Warrier *See H Spirituality/Faith charan singh (@CharanSingh60) Tweeted: Unity in Diversity - 81 लोभादि द्रिसटि पर ग्रिहं जदिबिधि आचरणं तजि सकल दुहक्रित दुरमती भजु चक्रधर सरणं जयदेव, राग गुजरी Greed, eyeing other's house, are evil conduct Give up vices, evil company and rush to Almighty's sanctuary Jaidev, Raag Gujri, 526, SGGS https://twitter.com/CharanSingh60/status/1463605004661452801?s=20 A Response R Jayakumar Purpose of Life...... "Think and share* your thoughts...." is the request to the readers by the writer ( MGW ). I tried...it is very simple!! When we are very young we automatically come to know the purpose of life. Our grandparents looked after our great grandparents in their old age and our parents looked after our grandparents when they became old. Citing these as examples our parents told us that they expected us to grow big, study, get good job and take care of them when they grew old. (Continued at H2) (*Though it is not practical to include all responses in daily messages, the views and experiences shared by readers are very valuable and sometimes used in different ways. Many thanks to all readers 🙏-Warrier) B Current Affairs 1) Crypto currency : Usha Thorat https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MaTd5UaX30s 2) Former SBI Chairman's arrest : Dr G Sreekumar https://tigerandpalmtree.com/sbi-chairmans-arrest/ Former SBI Chairman’s Arrest The story of a former SBI Chairman’s arrest and release: the case of a resolution and retribution. For more : https://gsreekumar.substack.com/p/resolution-and-retribution-sbi-chairmans?r=xy3e1&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&utm_source=copy A Central Banker's Miscellany Links to my writings on central banking, banking regulation/supervision, and other assorted topics, across platforms, my comments thereon, and on articles on different subjects. Invite Only Already a member? Log in A Substack newsletter by G Sreekumar 3) Media Response To The Editor The Hindu Business Line Letters November 25, 2021 Fair pricing of farm products This refers to the report "Who will introduce reforms in APMCs?"(November 25). Agricultural Produce Marketing Committees(APMCs) are marketing boards established by state governments in India to ensure farmers are safeguarded from exploitation by large retailers, as well as ensuring the farm to retail price spread does not reach excessively high levels. Fair enough, in principle. But in practice, a fair pricing system across sectors is yet to evolve in India. Even the deficiencies in the agricultural production, processing and marketing systems which the disputed farm laws partially tried to address, which find passing references in this report, were not widely discussed before the Prime Minister announced the Centre's intention to withdraw the farm laws. Reasons are obvious. The rich farmers who still have a hold on farms, farming, industry and political leadership are still in control. If we limit our discussion to farming and fair price for Agricultural Produce, unless farmers organise into cooperatives at grassroots level and assert their rights for fair pricing and fair wages, the present exploitation will continue. M G Warrier Mumbai 3) Healthcare Chest Pain : Dr Ramakrishna Modi, Fortis Hospital https://youtu.be/GdzmV9gvBWg C Book Review "Spooky fables" with a local touch - The Hindu BusinessLine : Reviewed by TCA Srinivasa Raghavan https://www.thehindubusinessline.com/books/reviews/fiction/spooky-fables-with-a-local-touch/article37540865.ece In Baker's Dozen, Arun Hariharan tells understated little tales that have chilling endingsIt's not easy to write good short stories. And it's even harder to write good horror short stories. And to find a soldier who can do it is, well, next to impossible. Which is why you should read this book. Hariharan retired from the army as a colonel. That means he spent around 20 years in uniform. In those 20-odd years he served in different parts of India, from where he generated the ideas that he has turned into these short stories. D Journey from Death to Life : Vathsala Jayaraman An article that appeared in The Hindu four years back in MetroPlus Life was a dream for Amit Vaidya, who soared high financially and professionally till he was diagnosed with cancer when he was 27 Amit Vaidya lived the American dream. A Gujarati, born and brought up in the US, with a Ph.D. in economics, he worked in the entertainment industry’s business department. “It was an active but not a healthy lifestyle as I was an overachiever,” says Amit. His dreams “were shattered” when a few months after his father’s death he was diagnosed with first stage gastric cancer. “The fall was great as I had risen to great heights when I was 27.” Opting not to do surgery, he went in for “aggressive chemo radiation” in New York. Two years later he went into remission. Within two months of his recovery, his mother was diagnosed with grade three brain tumour. “Nothing worked and I lost her too. Away in a foreign land, being the only child, I felt lonely and a scan showed my cancer had returned after 18 months. This time it showed up in my liver. Nine months later, in 2011, reports showed I was not responding to treatment and the cancer had spread to my lungs too,” he says emotionally. Doctors told Amit that his life too was just a matter of time. “Not wanting to burden my friends, I started planning my funeral. Facing death was not frightening as I had seen death in its face. Seeing the grace with which my mother let go of her life, gave me the courage to accept death. In a cinematic way, I was excited that I would be reunited with my parents. I got on a self destructive path as I had nothing to live for,” says Amit. He started “micromanaging his last moments and his funeral. “I also wanted to come to India once. Being a Bollywood junkie I wanted that cinematic touch of meeting my extended family here before my death.” Soon he planned a trip to India. “Part of me thought I would die even before my feet touched the ground. There was some irony in the fact that my parents born here made US their home and died there. And, I, who lived there, would come to India and die here. It was like a full circle.” The meeting with his relatives was “emotional”, but as “they had their own challenges, they were aghast when they discovered that I was critically ill. Doors were shut. I was again all by myself,” recalls a shattered Amit. “When I lived in Delhi with a friend I was told about alternative therapies. Their love and care for me made me greedy again for life. An aunt also told me about an Ayurvedic hospital in Gujarat that claims to cure cancer in 11 days for just a rupee! Having nothing to lose I wanted to give it a shot.” So off he went and explains that the treatment was disciplined with yoga, meditation and he was made to drink a mix of “desi cow milk, curd, ghee and gobar, go-mutra. I was to drink it on an empty stomach. For years everything tasted like saw dust because of the chemo. It was easy to drink something that smelled and tasted as it should. Others there were traumatised by this. I kept faith and did it diligently. I saw no change but felt no worse either.” Scans showed that the cancer “had not spread”. Amit then went back to the hospital and lived there for another 40 days. Reports showed the cancer had decreased. “Wanting to continue the therapy,” Amit stayed with a farmer, who opened his house to Amit. “He offered me a tiny shack on his farm, a cot, a goshala with desi cows, a well and a toilet. I continued the therapy and after months was able to walk. Over time, walks became jogs, jogs became runs and I started finding joy in my mind. The villagers had time for me, which was the best gift I got, especially when I needed time to heal.” After 18 months Amit claims he is cancer free and decided “on planning to live his life instead of planning a funeral. I now talk to people about my journey and that healing is possible. I make time to spend with cancer patients. It is all free. I have started an NGO called Healing Vaidya.” He does not plan on going back to the US as “this country has given me much. I have learnt that people here don’t value what it can offer.” Amit has written Holy Cancer – How A Cow Saved My Life , (Aditya Prakashan, Rs. 495) which was launched in the city recently. The book is available in book stores. For more log on to healingvaidya.org Facing death was not frightening as I had seen its face. Seeing the grace with which my mother let go of her life, gave me courage. Source: http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-features/tp-metroplus/a-journey-from-death-to-life/article7558731.ece V T Panchapagesan's thoughts : What do we learn after going through? I reflect back my thoughts now as a nonagenarian. My father died when I was two years. My mother widowed at her prime age with her head tonsured was my sole survivor. My uncle who was my Guardian died when I was 21. This did not deter my way of living. I chose a life partner who was my real partner sharing what life meant to be. She left after about ten years leaving her three siblings aged 9, 5 and 1. Today I look back as a Nonagenarian in my solitude having completed my social obligations facing and welcoming Death. I have seen the world, have seen different types of people. Today I have my own health problems. But life goes on seeing the beauty of nature in different forms. When I face death, I will ask myself nothing except the unknown force who may be seen in a different world that my mission was fulfilled as I had experienced Life and Death with utmost contentment. WANTING TO MERGE WITH YOU. V T Panchapagesan (Received by Group Email. Sharing in Collage as these are survival experiences worth pondering over. Many thanks for sharing 🙏-Warrier) E Life 1) Finding human in shades of grey! : https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/readersblog/pen-with-tanmaya/finding-human-in-shades-of-grey-39174/ Excerpts : "No matter how noise-packed, these cities often reverberate with hollowness- the overwhelming emptiness that resides within us identifies with it. Probably that is why we become soulmates with the cities. Maybe we fall in love with the illuminated multitude to relate with being just one amongst many- the relief of commonality or at times the adventure of uncommonality, to be standing out from the swarm. As our permanence there ages gracefully, the multitude espouses us, our half-polished accent, and begins to leave memories in us. Another shade of the canvas is the voices left behind, the livilence calling out from the walls of our childhood hometown. The happy place where everything beyond the four walls of the house was just like the inside. The lanes that had love thicker than blood. The house-key spots that everyone knew but doors that were never opened by deceit. Families which etched our belief in the goodness of mankind. These towns might yet not have sensors in huge malls but for real are a testimony to all the kindness that still exists out there." 2) Relax : Just watch Lion saving a baby calf https://youtu.be/KRUXU172vGg (Royal behaviour) F Leisure A Generation Gap? https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/readersblog/kirtika-chaudhary/a-generation-gap-30562/ People can disagree on things, no matter how close to each other they are. Parents and children are no different; however, rather than forcing them into your way of thinking or forcing them to do what you want them to do when they don’t want to, learn to compromise when possible. There are times when you need to put your foot down with your children, but coming to a compromise instead of dictating their every move will make them closer to you and make that generation gap a little smaller. This article on the generation gap between parents and child is just what you need if you have been struggling to have a better relationship with your child. Remember that it is important to understand that they have their own thoughts and opinions and being patient and loving will help to close the generation gap that causes distance between parents and child. G *Murphy's First Law for Wives : If you ask your husband to pick up five items at the store and then you add one more as an afterthought, he will forget two of the first five. Kauffman's Paradox of the Corporation : The less important you are to the corporation, the more your absence is noticed. The Salary Axiom : The pay raise is just large enough to increase your taxes and just small enough to have no effect on your take-home pay. Miller's Law of Insurance : Insurance covers everything except what happens. First Law of Living : As soon as you start doing what you always wanted to be doing, you'll want to be doing something else. Weiner's Law of Libraries : There are no answers, only cross-references. Isaac's Strange Rule of Staleness : Any food that starts out hard will soften when stale. Any food that starts out soft will harden when stale. The Grocery Bag Law : The candy bar you planned to eat on the way home from the market is always hidden at the bottom of the grocery bag. And Here goes the last one !! Lampner's Law of Employment : When leaving work late, you will go unnoticed. When you leave work early, you will meet the boss in the parking lot ! H 1) Obituary : K R Anantharaman Message from P P Ramachandran Mumbai R B I RELATED DEMISE-SHRI K R ANANTHARAMAN I deeply regret to advise you of the sad demise on 24 November, 2021 in Bengaluru of Shri K R Anantharaman. He was 92. I give below the letter from Dr T V Gopalakrishnan P P Ramachandran ****** Dear Sri PPR, I am extremely sorry to inform you that Sri K R Anantharaman Retired General Manager, settled down in Bangalore, passed away on November 24, 2021 at around 5 PM. He was 92 years and was suffering from a fall that he had last week. Otherwise he was hale and healthy. He used to talk to me almost every day and no one would make out from his talks that he has crossed 90 years. He used to be very social jovial, friendly and proud of his academic and official achievements. Even yesterday evening he spoke to me and said he would hit his century. I know him from the day I landed in CAS, then part of DBOD ie April 6th 1977. He was AGM then (designated as ACO). Very nice and very affectionate person he was. I will miss him very badly as not a day passes without his personal messages often followed by phone calls. My heartfelt condolences to the bereaved family. May his soul rest in peace. T V Gopalakrishnan (Heartfelt Condolences to the Bereaved Family. We join in Prayers 🙏-Warrier) C V Subbaraman Mysuru remembers his association with Anantharaman : My wife and I are extremely sad to learn of the demise of Shri K R Anantharaman. We were working in DBOD Byculla Office in the 1960's. Prior to joining RBI he was working in UCO Bank. He was an ace Inspecting Officer and had his own bombastic style of expressions. Hailing from God's own country, he was a very lovable person, a man of wisdom and wit. He worked in various offices of the Bank and had settled in Bengaluru. We had visited him years back in his residence. After we moved to Mysuru from Ahmedabad, we got in touch with each other after a lapse of long time. He was a very jovial person and we used to exchange notes frequently. In his death, we have lost a loving friend, an affectionate person. He used to call me "subbu" and insisted that I address him only as Ananthu. Our heartfelt condolences to his wife and children. May his soul rest in peace. C V Subbaraman 2) Continued from A The simple meaning of the purpose of life therefore may be, for parents to give birth to children and to ensure that the children got a comfortable life when they grew up and for children it is to secure a good life and to look after their parents when they became old. In short Nurturing Family is Life!! As we grow up we find different meanings for life and its purpose. We even wonder What is Life.! From where did life come? Many like to compare life to a water bubble and see life as bubbles, small and big, that appear when the water flows down from a waterfall and collects down below into a pool and then flow into a river. Many bubbles keep on appearing in the pool some disappearing quickly and some floating for a while longer, but all disappear before touching the river. A Bubble comes into existence when air enters into water and the bubble dies when the air leaves it, something like the soul leaving the body. If there is someone who is responsible for this water and air, can that be God, because God is compared to Living Water and the Blowing Wind.... In any case, there is no meaning for life if there is no place for love in it, because God is Love 💕. Above is only my stray thoughts..... Given below is a leisure reading to get answer for the question, where is God??..... R Jayakumar M 724 Worth reading .... *Where there is Love, there is God*. Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognise her. I told her that I thought we could do so, and she dictated these words: Dear God, Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick. I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her. Love, Meredith. We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letterbox at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had. Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ' To Meredith ' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ' When a Pet Dies '. Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page were the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note: Dear Meredith, Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognised her right away. Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in and so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by. Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find. I am wherever there is Love. Love, God. .... Sharing this story as it touched me R Jayakumar


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