Gooood Morning God!!!

Memory is a bad thing. Its the villain of our life ;) , whenever we try to start something fresh it comes suddenly “Dhan te nan, te ne ne na….Dhan te nan, te ne ne na…Dhan te nan, te ne ne na…” and reminds us of past failures. Most of the times, we just brush aside that “Dhan te nan, te ne ne na” reminder of our memory and we proceed ahead. However, sometimes we get into the trap of ‘memory’ and struggle to get out of it.

Past two days were such crazy days of mine. When I get into such mood I go into silent mode. Donot mistake my “Silent Mode” to complete silence !!!!! No way!!! Silent Mode means controlled talk time. In this silent mode, I behave like a typical text bookish gooody Indian girl. I talk very softly, very slowly, very obediently , very limitedly on limited issues unlike my usual talks which go on for ages on any topic, I smile unlike my usual loud laughter.  Silent Mode is the only time when I am complete terms with my mother, I agree to whatever she says…by saying “Ok Amma! Yes Amma!” unlike usual times. My mother too does not enjoy my silent mode for much hours ;) . I sing all types of bollywood , tollywood songs which makes one cry cry cry….songs in my silent mode include “Kal Ho Na Ho….Jag Soona Soona…Jagamanta Kutumbam naadi….” . I don’t sing these songs completely I restrict my selves only to first stanza as I am not that good at memorizing song lyrics.

This time,  I tried to get out of my silent mode by reading lot of inspirational stuff from the books, blog posts of friends, heard lot of music, had talks with parents, brothers, nephews and friends. I did all the things possible…meanwhile my colleagues wondered about the reason for my silent mode attitude .  Some one asked me secretly “Hey! Did you scold anyone?  ” (knowing my nature….I don’t get scolded in general..it happens the other way…). Some were secretly enjoying my “Silent Mode”…they were happy that they got Vimukti/salvation from my talks. However, I know that I am God’s own unique creation. I am back to my normal mode again today, silent mode is just a temporary mode ….

Mean while in the past two days I explored different poems and liked this poem the best. Do check it and read it to get inspired during your silent mode days.

Good Morning God by  Helen Steiner Rice

You are ushering in another day
untouched and freshly new,
so here I come to ask You God if
You’ll renew me too?

Forgive the many errors that
I made yesterday,
and let me try again dear God,
to walk closer in Thy way.

But Father, I am well aware
I can’ t make it on my own.
So take my hand and hold it tight
for I can’t walk alone.

Cheers,

Prasanna Rayaprolu

Voila!!! Mannipaaya-Vinnaithaandi Varuvaayaa

Voila!!!!

A.R.Rahman, the Mozart of Madras does it again!!! He is back with his wonderful songs again!!!

A.R.Rahman’s music composition in  Gautam Menon’s forthcoming movie Vinnaithaandi Varuvaayaa (English Translation: Will You Cross The Skies and come to me? ) is very good .  In general, A.R.Rahman sings atleast one song in his films. In this film , Vinnaithaandi Varuvaayaa, he sang along with  our melody queen Shreya Ghosal this song called “Mannipaaya” . The song is so soothing and the lyrics are very touching.

Upon googling I could get the video and the lyrics of the song with English Translation here.  Hope you enjoy hearing this wonderful song :

kadalinil meenaaga irundhavaL naan
unakkena karai thaandi vandhavaL dhaan
thudithirundhen tharaiyinile
thirumbivittEn en kadalidame

(I was a fish in the ocean and
I crossed the shores for you
I was struggled on the land
and returned back to my ocean)

oru naaL sirithEn, maru naaL veruthEn
unai naan kollaamal kondru pudhaithEnE
mannipaaya mannipaaya.. .

(One day i smiled, the next day i was frustrated
I buried you without killing you.
Will you forgive me. Will you forgive me)

thadumaari thadumaari nadandhEn
noolilaana mazhai aagi ponen
unnaal dhaan kalaignanaai aanenE

(I struggled to walk
I became a rain made of thread
I became an artist because of you)

tholai dhoorathil veLicham nee
unai nokiye enai eerkiraaye
melum melum urugi urugi
unai eNNi Engum idhaiyathai enna seivEn
Oh unai eNNi Engum idhaiyathai enna seivEn

(You are the light at a distance..
You draw me towards you
What do i do to the heart that
melts at the thought of you)

Odum neeril Or alai dhaan naan
uLLe uLLa eeram nee dhaan
varam kidaithum naan thavara vittEn
mannipaaya anbE

(I’m a wave in the running water (and)
You are the moist within me
I missed the blessing that i got
will you forgive me love)

kaatrilE aadum kaagidham naan
nee dhaan ennai kadidham aakinaai
anbil thodangi anbil mudikkirEn
en kaalam varai ???

(I’m the paper that floats in the air
You made me into a letter
I start and end with love
Until my lifetime ???)

oru naaL sirithEn, maru naaL veruthEn
unai naan kollaamal kondru pudhaithEne
mannipaaya mannipaaya.. .

(One day i smiled, the next day i was frustrated
I buried you without killing you.
Will you forgive me. Will you forgive me)

anbirkum undo adaikkumthaazh aarvalar
punkaNeer poosal tharum

This is a verse from Thirukural:
(Affection cannot be confined by shutters;
Uncontrollable tears will roll down spontaneously when one sees the sufferings of loved ones)

anbilaar ellaam thamakkuriyar anbudaiyaar
enbum uriyar pirarku

Another verse from Thirukural:
(One who doesn’t love is possessive about everything;
One who loves would even be willing to part their bones)

En en vaazhvil vandhaai kaNNa nee
povaayo kaanal neer polE thondri
anaivarum urangidum iravenum neram
enakkadhu thalaiyaNai nanaithidum eeram

(Why did you come into my life my dear
Will you vanish like a mirage
Night is the time when everyone sleeps
But thats the time for me to wet the pillows with tears)

oru naaL sirithEn, maru naaL veruthEn
unai naan kollaamal kondru pudhaithEne
mannipaaya mannipaaya.. .

(One day i smiled, the next day i was frustrated
I buried you without killing you.
Will you forgive me. Will you forgive me)

thadumaari thadumaari nadandhEn
noolilaana mazhai aagi ponen
unnaal dhaan kalaignanaai aanenE

(I struggled to walk
I became a rain made of thread
I became an artist because of you)

Source for this Lyrics :  I have pasted this above lyrics straightly from this site http://ourqueen-shreyaghoshal.blogspot.com/2010/01/mannipaaya-lyrics-with-translation.html . This site seems to be a good site maintained by a sincere fan of Shreya Ghosal :) .

Cheers,

Prasanna Rayaprolu

Ban The Old Age Homes: Its All About Loving Your Parents

Seeing the title of the post you might be thinking that I have gone insane. I have a valid reason to convince you people about my insanity. During a morning walk with with my Dad we happened to meet an acquaintance of ours. He is such a bubbly, energetic gentleman. He said casually that his mom is going to visit their house that day. Dad asked him casually  from which town is his mother coming to the city. He, very coolly… casually replied…same city…from Begumpet OLD AGE Home. Dad and Me were shocked. We could not hide our emotions. That gentleman was trying to continue his casual talk by saying that his Mom is not compatible with his wife. What surprised Dad and me was this gentleman himself is an Old Man. He is very rich gentleman. He has a lavish bungalow with several rooms, lawns in it.  He has a married son at home. He happily lives with his grandson. He does not have space for his OWN OLD MOTHER.  From then onwards, whenever I see that gentleman I somehow don’t feel the respect I had earlier.

We used to a have a tenant in our downstairs. They were having a marriage day function at their home. We used to think that they had no parents. Suddenly on that function day an elderly lady graced the function. She brought lots of gifts to them. Next day, my mom asked our tenant who was that elderly lady. Our tenant casually replied “My Mother in Law”. My mother asked “Ok. You have a mother in law? You never said”. My tenant said blushing like a new bride, “She lives in Hyderabad itself..she lives in an Old Age Home”. My mother being from the older generations and not used to this old age home concepts , got panicked hearing such stuff.

Sometime back I got an opportunity to visit the old age home with my friends. People in that old age home were not poor ECONOMICALLY. They were not orphans LEGALLY. We interacted with each one of them. What really touched me was they craving for LOVE and affection. They were constantly saying “We are not poor. We are not poor”. When we spoke them for more than 15 minutes, then shared their stories. Some of them have their sons and daughters in Hyderabad itself. Sons and daughters left them in this old age home as they don’t have time for these people in their busy life. Some left their parents in old age home as they are not compatible with their partners.

Seeing all these I really really feel that old ages homes need to be banned. These old age homes are the jails of the PARENTS of  all senseless, inhumane morons. They don’t deserve a better word.  Strangely, these are special kinds of jails in which the criminals send the victims to the jail. What in the world is more important than the parents. Parents need children every time and they need them more in their OLD AGE. Old age is the age where they spend their retired lives happily with the children and grand children. Grand Parents and grand children make a lovely combination.

Parents are a treasure.  They need to be looked more carefully in their old age in particular. They are like babies who need lot of care and love. I donot say that every person becomes GOOD, MAHAN by default when they reach old age. However, age need to be respected and considered. We need to understand their acts and psychology too. Reason!!! We too are humans..we too are bound to become OLD. Its a natural process!!! What irritates me more is the most common reason cited for sending people to old age homes : COMPATIBILITY ISSUE.  They say innocently, my wife and my mother/father don’t get along well. I thought my mother will be happy in Old age home and all. Which mother or father longs to live in a separate place…far away from their children. How and why should they adjust in new place far away from family? Why is that people just love their partners ….do they think that their partners are dropped from skies or do they feel that their partners are test tube babies??? Why can’t they have respect to the parents of their partners? If people have respect for their own parents and the parents of the partners…the necessity of OLD AGE HOME does not arise.

Take some time to speak to your parents. Tell them that you care them. There is nothing wrong and mean in showing your affection to your parents, after all they are your parents. Pledge that you will never allow any son/ daughter to send their parents to Old age homes.

By the way, got to go , I need to fight with my Mom on the issue of my favorite tomato pickle , need to ask Dad if he brought white sheets and pencils for assignments. When did I say that am not a problematic  daughter….;)

Regards,

Prasanna Rayaprolu

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