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{mosimage}A man called Liyakath Ali Khan was arrested a couple of days back for cheating, molesting over 50 women and filming their sex acts. In the recent past, this is the second case after Dr. Prakash who was involved in major sex scandal. What makes Liyaqat Ali Khan intresting or spicy than Dr. Prakash? While the latter had used drugs and parties to seduce the victims, it was raining woman in Liyaqat's yard. All the victims in his case are well educated girls hailing from affuent families. It can be Liyaqat Ali Khan's smartness or shrewdness to spell a cast over those girls or their families, but it is just one side of the coin, whereas the greediness of those girls complete the other side of the coin.

{mosimage}The serpentine queues in Reliance Retail stores is growing longer, so do the oppositions from the political outfits like PMK against corporates entering the retail segment. In states like Kerala, UP, the government had ordered the closure of such retail chains. Reliance initially said that they bypass the middle men in the business that passing the benefits to both end consumers as well as the farmers. It sounded intresting in the papers. But the reality has an altogether different story to tell. I personally go to Reliance Retail stores to buy vegetables. I don't think the price is cheaper than the vendor near to your house. Yet what drives the people in droves to Reliance Retail?

{mosimage}என்றோ எங்கோ ஏதோ வழிப்பயணத்தில் படித்த சில கதைகள் நம் மனதில் புதைந்து காலத்துக்கும் பாரம் கொடுக்கும். சிலவற்றை அதை எழுதியவர்களே கூட மறந்திருப்பார்கள், ஆனால் படித்த நம் மனதில் நங்கூரம் பாய்ச்சி தங்கியிருக்கும். சமீபத்தில் என் தோழி ஒருத்தி ஒரு குறுஞ்செய்தியினை (SMS) அனுப்பியிருந்தாள். படித்த கணத்தில் அது சொல்லமுடியாத ஒரு வலியை தந்தது. Lateral thinking என்பது போல அந்த கவிதைக்கு பல வளமையான சூழல்களை உருவகப்படுத்திக்கொள்ள முடியும் என்ற போதும், மனதில் பதிந்த முதல் பிம்பம் என்றும் நிலைத்து நிற்கும். என்னை பாதித்து மனதில் தங்கியவை பெரும்பாலும் வறுமை பற்றியவையே. எனக்கு அவள் அனுப்பிய அந்த குறுஞ்செய்தி (SMS) இதோ.....

It is the voice for all IT personnels who are being exploitted by the society. I have to shift my room by this month end so I got in touch with some brokers. He introduced himself saying that he dealt with only IT people. He showed few places and nothing was satisfactory. Literally he was bullying me to choose the portion in his house at Sozhinganallur and I put my foot firmly down against. On a casual note he said that previously the house owner was finding tough to get the tenant for Rs. 3500/- and due to his 'prowess', he got an IT guy now shelling out Rs. 6000/- for the same portion. I felt irritated and left the place. Just because IT people draw higher salary at the early stages, they are being taken for a ride. People like these brokers, even groceries hike their prices eyeing the IT money but others make a hue that it is only because of us IT people, the cost of living went sky high. Why can't they realise that it is we being taken for ride? Even though the salary seems higher it is a meagre of what we are billed at the foreign client. Nobody wants to take this point..... conveniently.

{mosimage}'நீ உன் நண்பர்களை கூறு, நீ யார் என்று சொல்கிறேன்' வழக்கமாக சொல்லப்படும் ஒரு பழமொழி. நீ படித்ததை கூறு, உன்னை பற்றி கூறுகிறேன் - இது புதுமொழி. தமிழர்களிடம் படிக்கும் பழக்கம் நிறைய அதிகரித்திருக்கிறது என்று பதிப்பகத்தினர்கள் சொல்வது சந்தோஷமாக இருக்கிறது. ஒரு வேளை மக்கள் 'idiot box' எனப்படும் டி.வியிடம் இருந்து விடுதலை தேடுகிறார்களோ? இந்த நினைப்பே 'refreshing'-ஆக இருக்கிறது. சமீபத்தில் என் அம்மா எனக்கு பெண் பார்க்கும் போது, நான் போட்ட நிபந்தனைகளில் முக்கியமானவை இரண்டு - பெண்ணுக்கு 'மெகா சீரியல்' பார்க்கும் பழக்கம் இருக்க கூடாது, பெண்ணுக்கு படிக்கும் பழக்கம் இருக்க வேண்டும் என்பதே அவை. அதற்கு என் அம்மா பார்த்த பார்வை 'உனக்கு இந்த ஜென்மத்தில் கல்யாணம் நடக்காது' என்பது போல இருந்தது. 'இந்த பரபரப்பான வாழ்க்கையில் ஆஃபீசிலிருந்து வீட்டுக்கு வந்து தூங்கவே நேரம் போதுமானதாக இருக்கிறது. இதில் படிக்கும் பழக்கத்திற்கு ஏது சமயம்? எனவே இல்லையென்றால் என்ன பெரிய வித்தியாசம் இருக்கபோகிறது. So இந்த நிபந்தனையை தளர்த்திக்கொள்' என்று சொன்னார்கள்.

Sometimes life seems so beautiful than ever when put a smile on others' face. I wanted to start helping the deprived strata from this birthday. Sharing a meal with the inmates of "Sthree Seva Mandir" was the first step towards it. I should thank my uncle for introducing that organisation which is housing around 90 children and 65 senior citizens. Even though my birthday falls on Thursday, I chose to prepone the lunch programme on Sunday because I can meet the kids and serve them. When the kids sang "Happy Birthday Mahesh Anna..." I started having tears in my eyes. I can't express that divine feeling in words and everyone must experience it for themselves. I sat with them and had their simple meal - a "kuzhambu", a "poriyal" and rice. It just costed me what a quality restaurant would charge for 5-6. Rather than blowing money with 5-6 friends, feeding 150+ people seemed to be a sensible option. Hereafter I have decided to associate with them seriously by helping in other ways than just food. I asked the warden what she needs for the children. Pat came the reply "30 maths tables book". I must get them before next week. Thanks GOD! for giving me such warming experiences.

{mosimage}When we were informed of 3+ weeks training in SAP India, Bangalore since 29th April 2007, the joy that overloomed the knowledge sharing is that we are escaping the Chennai heat. Even though we were given a very short notice, we all packed our bags in a jiffy. Bangalore was sizzling like a seductress and it was hard to believe that we are in the midst of a summer. Like a nagging house wife even though it scorched during day time it cooled so soon in the evenings just like preparing for a romantic night. For a person like me with a small town sensibility, Bangalore was bit alien. Those trendy dressed girls with hourglass figures, roads full of romantic pairs as if "Love is in the air" of Bangalore, it was far removed from conservative Tamil Nadu cities. On personal side, even though this trip helped me in getting atleast some knowledge in SAP Retail, it left me in loneliness and had taught me a lesson of not trusting the people because of being let down by the team members and so called confidants. Anyway as long as any incident that strengthens me occurs, I have no regrets of undergoing it. In that aspect I feel this trip is a good learning experience. Today is our last day at Bangalore and I definitely thank this city for what it had taught me in this short duration.

{mosimage}The pressure is on.. Since I have lot of unfulfilled dreams like learning Tanjore painting, work outs in a gym, learning carnatic music and associating with an NGO / Non-Profit Organisation etc., I decided to make it possible now in my Chennai stint. After seeing 'Mozhi' I am fascinated by the sign language, so I added that also in the list. I have got 2 day leave on weekends, so if I could manage my time, I am sure I could make something possible out of these. My 'anni' happened to see my "Google" search for these and I told her about my intention to join some NGO, so that I could do something useful at weekends. Thats it... she mistook that I am choosing social service just to dodge the marriage. Then came a l...ong advice session about marriage, life status and social service. What bugs me is that people mistake social services to under privileged people as altruistic / ascetic. I think this is the basic reason why most of the people shy away from social work.

{mosimage}Last week when cleaning the kitchen I came across lot of polythene bags, which we got while buying vegetables and groceries. (Hey guys, in Chennai also I saw Al Kabeer frozen parathas and chapathis, the vegetable sections of Spencers Daily and Reliance Fresh are very much like what we had seen in Lulu and EGM. Ofcourse the prices are also like as in UAE). We normally don't throw the bags hoping that it can be used for other purposes like "wrapping the tiffin box" and "gathering the garbage", but the problem was the supply exceeded the demand that the loft of the kitchen was literally filled with polythene bags. Throwing them led to the 'cleaning' mode that I sat down to throw the unwanted papers and things, whatever little I had. I remembered the fights and arguements that came as a part of parcel every time I 'clean' the house.

இப்போது முடிவெடுக்க வேண்டிய முக்கியமான தருணத்தில் நான் நிற்கிறேன். எந்த ஒரு சராசரி இந்திய ஆணை போல நானும் திருமணம் என்ற பந்தத்தில் பற்றும், நம்பிக்கையும் கொண்டு இருந்தேன். ஆனால் கடந்த சில மாதங்களாகவே ஏனோ திருமணத்தின் மீது ஈடுபாடு குறைய தொடங்கியது. ஒருவேளை என் வாழ்க்கை நான் விரும்பிய திசையில் போகவில்லை என்ற வெறுப்பின் தொடர்ச்சியாக, ஒருவேளை திருமண வாழ்க்கையும் அது போல ஆனால் என்னாவது என்கிற விரக்தியாகவும் இருக்கலாம். இல்லை நான் பார்த்த வரையில் 99% தம்பதிகள் ஒரு கட்டத்துக்கு மேலே தாங்கள் சந்தோஷமாக இருப்பதாக ஒரு போலியான / civil facade - ஐ உருவாக்கி, ஒரே கூரைக்குள் இரு துருவங்களாக, ஒரே படுக்கையில் கூட உறங்க முடியாமலே, சலிப்புடன் வாழ்ந்த்து வருவது, எனக்குள் கல்யாணத்தின் மேல் ஒரு பயத்தை உருவாக்கி இருக்கலாம். எது எப்படியோ.. நான் தனியாளாக வாழ்வதாக முடிவெடுத்துவிட்டேன்.