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Hello sir

To be and ought to be

Hello Sir,

How are you? With usual enquiries, the unanimous caller talked about the current
affairs in banking.

I was all ears for him. He was all enquiring and I was all attentive.

Before he could digress his attention, I brought him into banking.

He did all the talking about scandals, robbery, theft, emigration, attrition, retribution etc and what is lacking in general and at large -Honesty and Integrity.

He went on to add that if these “Two Main Pillars of Strength” are taken care of, the Financial System in General and Economy as a Whole would be for the benefits of the people, you banker are working for.

While we generalized our conversation about Capitalization and Recapitalization of the banks, Banking Codes, what worried him most was the fact which remains :the erosion of values -the value system is in for the beating.

He cautioned me to be on-line always , making sure that people who own the Podium, always look for opportunities to explore New Things In Life.

His Mantra for successful banker “Learn , make people aware of Learning to respect people ( customers), listen to their Ideas ( issues) Participate in them to make India a Vibrant Economy. That is the Essence of Life ” for which you Banker are Proud of : he concluded.

With regards and respects,

He parted ways.

I am still searching him.
Dated 14.04.2018

The Coincidence

The Coincidence -From The Desk Of R. SelvaRaj
It happened, it happens, it is happening and it is going to happen.

The reality check of what happened to me over the years really amused me and I vouch them as real. The surreality of the incidents cited might look magical to some, absurd to a few, awkward to many but not to my inner consciousness which really starved for answers from my sub conscious mind but as of now they are happening without reasons, only with realism of my own feelings .
I used to imagine like any other schooling kid about getting the exam through if I could overtake somebody going in front by the Time Target. That is the usual drama happening to many even today . For your kind reference Visit Ink Vinayagar who is basking In Glory with Ink smeared all over blessing the reluctant poor and rich students in equal proportions with out getting provoked at Kamalalayam Tank , Tiruvarur during the Annual Examinations Feast at the Hands of Paying Parents.
But when I was studying for the SSLC exams in 1977 , I had a wild dream of losing my Maths Notes which contained the important workouts.
We used to study and prepare a month earlier and Three Preliminary Examinations for each subject were to be attended compulsorily and marks scorded would be entered in the FINAL SCHOOL LEAVING CERTIFICATE duly attested by the Head Master.
Every body would carry the notes for the said examinations and they would be handed over the supervising teacher and then collected after the Test.
We were all careful in not parting with our Notes after the Preliminary Tests.
When Teacher were asking for the notes for Third and Final Preliminary Test for the Maths papers, I handed over the same to the supervising teacher.
I used to score over 90% marks in maths .

The system then was that thouse who finished the papers before time were allowed to leave the hall collecting the notes.
Imagine the plight I would have suffered after knowing the fact that mine went missing.
I had butterflies in my stomach
What tested me more was that if I complained, I would be accused of incompetence for carrying the notes to exam hall.

I was more afraid of my parents and was shell shocked and sweated profusely.
The dreams I had in the previous night were to happen and it happened.
Whether it was coincidence or not, I did not get the answers right. But I am certain that such incidence give credence to the fact the there is magical realism in every body’s life and it offers enough opportunities to improvise after being down and dusted.
The task before me after the incident made me stronger and more determined and went about doing the business of revising the ENTIRE TEXT and I scored 97% in the SSLC examinations which I vividly remember today as well.

WHETHER THE FOLLY WAS MINE OR OTHER, I DON NOT KNOW EVEN TO DAY.
BUT IT HAPPENED TO ME FOR THE BEST.

The dreams follow a path. We need to catch it by action.
My dreams are to follow….,,,,,

I shall see you soon.

Date 10.04.2018

07.16 1:38 PM The Mother Of All Battles ??????…….!!!!!!! It all started with one fateful evening during the month of march 1998 that a cyclist while trying to cross over my pedestrian wife hit her on the back. My wife felt the pain and got collapsed. I suddenly drove her to the nearby clinic and all the first aids were given.Days passed and she used to limp her legs as if she was deformed. She thought that it was better to consult an “ortho” and we followed . He prescribed medicines and pain killers. Months passed and no real relief was in the offing. Meanwhile her leg joints started developing the swellings and she became unconsolable as the pain was excruciating and dampening her spirit as well. By december 1998 , I was away at Tuticorin on promotion . As I was placed there , I was unable to get in touch with her all the time as there was no internet and cell phones at that time. I used to book trunk dialing and when we talked, the real story was not revealed to me since my parents and in laws thought that I too would be depressed. What was more depressing was that one fine morning on march 1999 , she could barely wakeup , only her weeping sounds heared as it was routine to petrol all the nights by me, my in law, my daughter to look after her needs all by bedside. We tried our level best to put her on her pedestal and slided her to comfort with much difficulties. God only knew what went wrong .All the while we decided to consult neurologist who suggested all the medicines for general health improvements as she was pale and anaemic and nothing substantial could be achieved by the way and we went from pillar to post to know what had really happened. When she developed fever ostensibly by evening, and fever becoming subdued in the morning ,we went clueless. In the meantime, her joints ( legs and hands ) started showing inflammatory signs and it was horror all the way as eve¬ry minutes passed. Once we realized , something not related to bones or nerves we shifted the gears and by the advise of my father’s friend , we met Dr. Panchapakesa Rajendran based at chennai. He was the one who identified the illness as “Rhematoid arthiritis ” and acted like a father figure consoling my wife all the way with positivity. If at all we did not meetup with him , during the year 2001, ( I was transfered back to ayyampet on request , thanks to the management ) my wife would have been crippled for life . For the last 16 years since 2001 , we used to consult him every two months and followed his advise like sermons as the disease would otherwise be calling the shots towards mortality. The sudden mix up which started between june 1999 and dec 2000 were the untold tales and could ever be told . If at all to be described , it should have been just called “horrifying “, “alarming” , “appalling” and ” atrocious” to say the least.It was a nightmare for all of us. To put it short , my wish would be that it was an experience “not to be” experienced by the affected . We looked for PANACEA everywhere and sought SOLACE from every quarter from Ayurvedic, Sidda , and unconventional metho¬ds like going after QUACKS who made use of our innocense to spill the beans like pointing the origin of the disease to the worms at stomach which were cleaned as if they were the villains and finally we were back to square one – Allopathy. One thing that is certain to be reminded is that we went to Kottakkal Ayurvedic Centre for containg the Rhematoid Fever . They finally succeeded in controlling the disease and end¬ing our ordeals by their systematic approach which lasted for 1 months and we pursued it for 3 years in a row between 2002 and 2005. Why I am telling all these things is not to elicit sympathy but to make people aware of this dreadful disease which if ” not treated ” prop¬erly would ease out the functions of lungs, liver, hearts to final destination – Graveyard. We have to make corrections to contain the illness by taking the corrective medicines , consulting the doctors regularly, following the systematic food habits , doing exercises and finding peace with ONE SELF and believing in ONE SELF. The illness comes when the joints become inflammatory and fluid that lubricates the movements of joints ( synovial fluid ) gets dried up. My final request to all those affected by the disease is that 1.belive in one self, 2.believe that arthiritis is not a disease, but an illness, 3.believe that the illness is manageable, 4.develop the will power, 5.believe in god and thank him that we are fortunate to have a manageable thing, 6.do the right thing at right time ( from intake of medicines to doing exercises, ) 7. and finally lead a healthy and happy life at your command. Thankfully Yours, SelvaRaj . Foot Note : The above story was released to the public with the consent of my wife who eventually had won the battle with aplomb for the benefit of readers to carry forward their task for their loved ones like fathers,, mothers, daughters, sisters, spouses, in laws ,nephews, nieces etc.. — — . By december 1998 , I was away at Tutico¬rin on promotion . As I was placed there , I was unable to get in touch with her all the time as the¬re was no internet and cell phones at that time. I used to book tru¬nk dialing and when we talked, the real story was not revealed to me since my parents and in laws thought that I too would be depressed. What was more depre¬ssing was that one fine morning on march 1999 , she could ba¬rely wakeup , only her weeping sounds he¬ared as it was routi¬ne to petrol all the nights by me, my in law, my daughter to look after her ne¬eds all by bedside. We tried our level best to put her on her pedestal and slid¬ed her to comfort wi¬th much difficulties. God only knew what went wrong .All the while we decided to consult neurologist who suggested all the medicines for gene¬ral health improveme¬nts as she was pale and anaemic and noth¬ing substantial could be achieved by the way and we went from pillar to post to know what had really happened. When she developed fever ostensibly by evening, and fever becoming subdued in the morning,we went clueless. In the meantime, her joints ( legs and hands ) started show¬ing inflammatory signs and it was horror all the way as eve¬ry minutes passed. Once we realized , something not related to bones or nerves we shifted the gea¬rs and by the advise of my father’s frie¬nd , we met Dr. Panc¬hapakesa Rajendran based at chennai. He was the one who identified the illne¬ss as “Rhematoid art¬hiritis ” and acted like a father figure consoling my wife all the way with positiv-ity. If at all we did not meetup with him , during the year 2001, ( I was transfered back to ayyampet on request , thanks to the management ) my wife would have been crippled for life . For the last 16 yea¬rs since 2001 , we used to consult him every two months and followed his advise like sermons as the disease would otherw¬ise be calling the shots towards mortali¬ty. The sudden mix up which started between june 1999 and dec 2000 were the untold tales and could ever be told . If at all to be described , it should have been just called “horrify¬ing “, “alarming” , “appalling” and ” at¬rocious” to say the least.It was a night¬mare for all of us. To put it short , my wish would be that it was an experience “not to be” exper¬ienced by the affect¬ed . We looked for PANAC¬EA everywhere and so¬ught SOLACE from eve¬ry quarter from Ayur¬vedic , Sidda , and unconventional metho¬ds like going after QUACKS who made use of our innocense to spill the beans like pointing the origin of the disease to the worms at stomach which were cleaned as if they were the villains and final¬ly we were back to square one – Allopath¬y. One thing that is certain to be reminded is that we went to Kottakkal Ayurvedic Centre for containg the Rhematoid Fever . They finally succ-eeded in controlling the disease and end¬ing our ordeals by their systematic app¬roach which lasted for 1 months and we pursued it for 3 years in a row between 2002 and 2005. Why I am telling all these things is not to elicit sympathy but to make people aware of this dreadf¬ul disease which if ” not treated ” prop¬erly would ease out the functions of lun¬gs, liver, hearts to final destination – Graveyard. We have to make cor¬rections to contain the illness by taking the corrective medici¬nes , consulting the doctors regularly, following the system¬atic food habits , doing exercises and finding peace with ONE SELF and believing in ONE SELF. The illness comes when the joints become inflammatory and fluid that lubricates the movements of jo¬ints ( synovial fluid ) gets dried up. My final request to all those affected by the disease is th¬at 1.belive in one sel¬f, 2.believe that arth¬iritis is not a dise¬ase, but an illness, 3.believe that the illness is manageabl¬e, 4.develop the will power, 5.believe in god and thank him that we are fortunate to ha¬ve a manageable thin¬g, 6.do the right thing at right time ( fr¬om intake of medicin¬es to doing exercise¬s, 7. and finally lead a healthy and happy life at your command. Thankfully Yours, SelvaRaj . Foot Note : The abo¬ve story was released to the public with the consent of my wife who eventually had won the battle with aplomb for the benefit of readers to carry forward their task for their lov¬ed ones like fathers,, mothers, daughters, sisters, spouses, in laws ,nephews, nie-ces etc.. — —

fighting the destiny

07.16 1:38 PM

The Mother Of All Battles ??????…….!!!!!!!
It all started on  one fateful evening during the month of march 1998 that a cyclist while trying to cross over my pedestrian wife hit her on the back.
My wife felt the pain and got collapsed.I suddenly drove her to the nearby clinic and all the firsr aids were given.Days passed and she used to limp her legs as if she was deformed.she thought that it was better to consult an “ortho” and we followed . He prescribed medicines and pain killers.
Months passed and no real relief was in the offing.Meanwhile her leg joints  started developing the  swellings and she became unconsolable as the pain was excruciating and dampening her spirit as well.
By december 1998 , I was away at Tuticorin on promotion . As I was placed there , I was unable to get in touch with her all the time as there was no internet and cell phones at that time.
I used  to book trunk dialling and when we talked,  the real story was not revealed to me since my parents and in laws thought that I too would be depressed.
What was more depressing was that one fine morning on march 1999 , she could barely wakeup , only her weeping sounds heared as it was routine to  petrol  all the nights by me, my in law, my daughter to look after her needs all by bedside.
We tried our level best to put her on her pedestal and slided her to comfort with much diificulties.
God only knew what went wrong .All the while we decided to consult neurologist who suggested all the medicines for general health improvements as she was pale and anaemic and nothing substantial could be achieved by the way and we went from pillar to post to know what had really happened.
When she developed fever ostensibly by evening, and fever becoming subdued in the morning ,we went clueless.
In the meantime, her joints ( legs and hands ) started showing  inflammatory aigns and it was horror all the way as every minutes passed.
Once we realized , something not related to bones or  nerves we shifted the gears and by the advise of my father’s friend , we met Dr. Panchapakesa Rajendran based at chennai.
He was the one who identified the illness as “rhematoid arthiritis ” and acted like a father figure  consoling my wife all the with positivity.
If at all we did not meetup with him , during the year 2001, ( i was transfered back to ayyampet on request , thanks to the management ) my wife would have been crippled for life .
For the last 16 years since 2001 , we used to consult him every two months and followed his advise like sermons as the disease would otherwise be calling the shots towards mortality.
The sudden mix up which started between june 1999 and dec 2000 were the untold tales and could ever be told . If at all to be described , it should have been  just called “horrifying “, “alarming” , “appalling” and ” atrocious” to say the least.It was a nightmare for all of us. To put it short , my wish would be that it was an  experience “not to  be” experienced by the affected .

We looked for PANACEA everywhere and sought SOLACE from every quarter from Ayurvedic , Sidda , and unconventional methods like going after QUACKS who made use of our innocense to spill the beans like pointing the origin of the disease to  the worms at stomach which were cleaned  as if they were the villains and  finally we were  back to sqare one – Allopathy.
One thing that is certain to be reminded is that we went to Kottakkal Ayurvedic Centre for containg the Rhematoid Fever . They finally succeeded in controlling the disease and ending our  ordeals by their systematic approach which lasted for 1 months and we pursued it for 3 years in a row between 2002 and 2005.
Why I am telling all these things is not to elicit sympathy but to make people aware of this dreadful disease which if ” not treated ” properly would ease out the functions of lungs, liver, hearts to final destination – Graveyard.
We have to make corrections to contain the illness by taking the correct medicines , consulting the doctors regularly, following the systematic food habbits , doing exercises and finding peace with ONE SELF and believing in ONE SELF.
The illness comes when the joints become inflammatory and fluid that lubricates the movements of joints ( synovial fluid ) becomes dried up.
My final request to all those affected by the disease is that 

1.belive in one self,

2.believe that arthiritis is not a disease, but an illness,

3.believe that the illness is manageable,

4.develop the will power,

5.believe in god and thank him  that we are fortunate to have a manageable thing,

6.do the right thing at right time ( from intake of medicines to doing exercises,

7. and finally lead a healty and happy life at your command.
Thankfully Yours,
SelvaRaj .
Foot Note : The above story was released to the public with the consent of my wife who  eventually had won the battle with aplomb for the benefit of  readers to carry forward their task for their loved ones like fathes,, mothers,daughters, sisters, spouses, in laws ,nephews, nieces etc..

we the people

People In Power Are Accoutable To The Society..

be it doctors,

be it politicians

be it business people

be it journalists

be it executives

be it lawyers

Can We Do Away With The Following..,

1.red tapism

2.favouratism

3.nepotism

4.corruptiion

yes indeed. 


how?

i heared stories about the father of self help movements -mohamed yusuf who had pioneered the concept of “self help groups” in Bagladesh.


if at all we talk about empowering women, it was due to him. kudos to him .


i am not digressing from my topic as well.


he once through away crores of rupees in the villages of Bangaladesh and announced it as well telling the villagers to get them collected and surrended. 


It happened.

Why?

Beacause of “TRUST”.

we have to see TWO factors emerging from this action.

1.people follow the leader.

2.they follow the leader due to TRUST.

we as social animals can not live in this society without a leader of our choices.

Democracy provides enough opportunities to our people.


Inspite of all, we lack in the TRUST factor.


Even U S S R failed to create a EGALATORIAN society so did CHINA.


What next?

My simple answer is Go For Kill.


people if they chose to live with water ( it has been proved beyond doubt that people be done and dusted with water for livelihood for about six months without demage to internal organs)

then the so called  Disparities would disappear in NO TIME.

Then all those educated elites whom we “as society “created would come crawling to our feet.


Can any one hear me?

Atleast FARMERS !!!!

The Least They Can Do – there by the economy would stabilize , or else Go For Barter System In Villages atleast to call the SHOTS!!!.

rest next..


may i be fired for the above comments.


see what happens.


selva

date 12.07.2017





we the nation

Nothing more ! Nothing less !!
we are the nation of 1.25 billion people ,the largest democracy in the world , proud to be socialistic republic having imbibed the value system pioneered by our peers , like legislative , executive , judicial and journalistic ethos

all interdependent , under scrutiny by the probing pubic aided by the people connected with above “four ” pillars intra vires.
nowhere else in the world we see the beauty of democracy taking the people forward , participating the people in the discussion , franchising the powers to elect the leaders of their choices , making them count or court with executives up against their task to perform under the all watchful eyes of journos sothat the paying public are treated fair and square.
we are a muticultural, multilinguistic, multireligious country with great innovative , progressive , tolerent people , having at it’s disposal ever hardworking trusted workforce to make us proud to be indian. 
in a few days from now we would see this happening as one watches the pakistan  vs india  cricket .
inspite of  all these ,why this halloboo

farmer’s loan waiver.
whether this is bad econonics and good politics or vice versa. we need to remember that we are a participatory democracy with all participants given equal opportunities for self determination.
the farmers in the paddy fields and the soldiers in the battle fields are the two eyes of the nation . they are the ones who are giving us the succour and support ( protection) with great resilience.
          take for example , the PDS in TAMILNADU is the prime example for the democracy at work. if the same system is put to use all across INDIA , the so called have and have nots do disappear as well.
we as india are hopeful that the MANUFACTORING AND PRODUCTION would be given great trust by the policy makers so that the vision of INDIA becoming SUPER POWER by 2020 is far too encouraging going by the Innovations taking place all across INDIA.
DIGITAL INDIA , MAKE IN INDIA , SWACH BHARAT are the steps we do have initiate for larger good of the nation sothat TECHNOLOGY is put to best practice for all people to enjoy the fruits of INDIA SUCCESS STORY.
my wildest dream is that while rejoice over sporting venture why can’t we stand united as INDIAN  when the farmers across india are in distress for wants of WATER   so as bring about sustantial chane in ECO SYSTEM by inter linking the INDIAN rivers as envisaged by our Ever Living God of The Nation – Dr A P J Abdul Kalam.
JAI KISSAN , JAI JAWAN.

all about agriculture

To, 
The Director, 

Publications Division, 

Food and Agriculture Organization of  the United Nations, 

vis Delle Terme Di, 

Caracalla, 

00100 Rome , Italy. 
From 
R.Selvaraj, 

18- 1 / 1366, 

Nellukadai Street, 

Kumbakonam – 612 001. 

Thanjavur District, 

Tamilnadu- India. 
Sir, 

                   Your take on Agriculture, it’s produce, implementation,infra structure, components, organic ,inorganic parts & soil , finally marketing have made me think ,observe & execute the plans accoring to  resourses available to meet the ends. 

                     First & foremost , I must introduce myself . I am hailing from the city – Kumbakonam , known for it’s rich culture , heritage & “Mahamaham” which is an occurance happening at our Temple City once in “12”years and there would be convergence of people of all hues and colours spread across india to have a “Holy Dip ” out there @ Tank called Maha (Big in Tamil,) Maham ( Culmination & Wiping off sins of the past). 
                                            Another interesting facet about our Temple City ( hundreds of temples)is that it is seated in Tanjore District , known for “Big Temple” – protected by archealogical society of india – built by famous king Raja Raja Cholan over 1000 years ago. 
Coming to the point , our’s is a Rice Granary producing Rice all throught the year. 
Our method of cultivation is divided into “Three Phases” . 

Phase 1 “kuruvai”— short term crop ( cultivation of Rice ). The season starts from May and ends by July lasting for 90 days. 
Phase 2 :–” Samba ” cultivation ( long term varieties of paddy seeds sown ). The season starts from August and ends by November. – 

120 days to be precise. 
Phase 3 – “Thaladi ” :- After Samba being harvested in January , the barren land is laid to rest for a month and then it has been subjected to rotation of crops like millets, pulses, cereals..etc. 
Our culture testifies the fact that the onset of Monsoon brings farmers of delta region to go for Samba ( the North easr monsoon starts from october to Decembar ) and with the advent of winter in January , the cultivation would be over. 
We celebrate the culmination of monsoon as PONGAL , the festival of farmers wherein Tamils all over the world celebrate inviting all and sundry showing Universal Brotherhood and Love. 
As it is our tradition to engage cows , bulls in agriculture , these animals are very much revered by a Day called MATTU PONGAL. In which the WORLD FAMOUS – JALLIKATTU is taking place. 
Though Tractors , Pumpsets ,Sowing and Weeding Machines have comein handy,we as a population to a large extent depend on CAUVERY RIVER which traverses across the length and breadth of Tamilnadu from place of origin – COORGE in karnataka to POOMPUHAR in Tamilnadu. 
Poompuhar is a historic place in the sense that it was @ Poompuhar , our great woman warrior KANNAGI was laid to rest. 
Kannagi is a revered tamil woman and she fought a great lonely battle against the mighty king of Madurai where her husband KOVALAN (.READ EPIC – SILAPATHUGARAM )was being prosecuted without trial by the then ruler.. 
The ruler of Madurai ( the place where the world famous Madurai Meenakshi Amman Temple located )realised his folly much to the disdain 

Of entire Madurai which was set ablaze by the RING WORN BY KANNAGI who threw it cursing the place to FLAMES. 

That is the reason why infidility is a taboo for tamils and virginity is a way of life for tamilwomen before marriage. 
So to say we. all invite you to join us and feedback your knowledge and acumen for feeding the world at LARGE. 
THANKS 

yours in service 
Selvaraj 

9486324455 

India code + 91 

Date 26.11.2016