some one said, It is not what you say out of your mouth that determines your life , it is what you whisper to yourself that has the most power.
In my long journey of nearly 70 years i have thought more about my parents and since Aug 23 2017, I have been whispering to my departed wife..It's all emotional touch and has nothing to with my academics.I have lived a life without goal or target and i did not market myself or develop the connectivity to be more active during retirement days ..My power is drawn from my teachers, parents, family and ,of course students of diverse political ideology..
This brief is abut my dad who left me three decades ago when I was 35..He was a man of simplicity and frugality .His needs were few..He did not inherit any wealth..Being an eldest son , in the pleasant company of his wife - my mother , he did the minimum for the joint family..I was born 15 years after their marriage. my elder brother whose name I do not know was born 8 years after the marriage , he was not lucky to survive ;in a matter of few months he left my parents alone ..Earlier ,.when he was childless, my grandfather suggested to marry my mother's sister as second wife , but he did not yield. My sister was born when I was 8 or 9 years old .He was more focused on work and practiced more work ethics.
He was the first rice merchant in my village , labouring for long hours ably assisted by his wife without much assistance from hired labour.They were deployed only to take the boiled and dried paddy to the rice mill and bring it back with the value addition..It was a kind of 24 x 7 work.
Till the end we lived in a thatched house ..He could have earned many lakhs and amassed a huge fortune. The greatest asset was my MA degree and the plot he purchased for me when i was doing PhD at pune . I did help them near the fire place and I know how difficult their work was .They did not press me into work and made me to study..When I became college first and state first at Under-graduation level it was just a news to them as well as to me .. Now only I understand its significance.
That was a passport for me to get into the presidency college Madras.
He gave good education though he was not educated much..the greatest blessings in my life is my parents.He built the family lived respectfully, helped many families cutting across religion and caste .
Learning to live rightly, think and act rightly he enjoyed peace and stability by expanding his moral universe.His life was an education for me and I do have his core virtues of professional honesty and uncompromising attitude to safeguard my self respect..I have not surrendered my identity to anyone and did not beg for any position title or promotion...though God acted through some good souls to repair the damage done by a few crooks in the garb of academics.
My dad understood the secrets of joy , discovered the meaning of the existence and mastered the art of living in his own way, in a simple way, A few hours before his death he visited the relations, talked to my village friend and told him that the next day he must visit me .I was in his thoughts and he and his wife will be in my prayers and thought till I breathe last...I am grateful to the supreme for this birth to understand my love and admiration of my parents and my better half who had all the suffering under the sun but stoic enough to hold my hands and live with a smile , having no hatred to any one...and going away like a saint with all detached attachment
In my long journey of nearly 70 years i have thought more about my parents and since Aug 23 2017, I have been whispering to my departed wife..It's all emotional touch and has nothing to with my academics.I have lived a life without goal or target and i did not market myself or develop the connectivity to be more active during retirement days ..My power is drawn from my teachers, parents, family and ,of course students of diverse political ideology..
This brief is abut my dad who left me three decades ago when I was 35..He was a man of simplicity and frugality .His needs were few..He did not inherit any wealth..Being an eldest son , in the pleasant company of his wife - my mother , he did the minimum for the joint family..I was born 15 years after their marriage. my elder brother whose name I do not know was born 8 years after the marriage , he was not lucky to survive ;in a matter of few months he left my parents alone ..Earlier ,.when he was childless, my grandfather suggested to marry my mother's sister as second wife , but he did not yield. My sister was born when I was 8 or 9 years old .He was more focused on work and practiced more work ethics.
He was the first rice merchant in my village , labouring for long hours ably assisted by his wife without much assistance from hired labour.They were deployed only to take the boiled and dried paddy to the rice mill and bring it back with the value addition..It was a kind of 24 x 7 work.
Till the end we lived in a thatched house ..He could have earned many lakhs and amassed a huge fortune. The greatest asset was my MA degree and the plot he purchased for me when i was doing PhD at pune . I did help them near the fire place and I know how difficult their work was .They did not press me into work and made me to study..When I became college first and state first at Under-graduation level it was just a news to them as well as to me .. Now only I understand its significance.
That was a passport for me to get into the presidency college Madras.
He gave good education though he was not educated much..the greatest blessings in my life is my parents.He built the family lived respectfully, helped many families cutting across religion and caste .
Learning to live rightly, think and act rightly he enjoyed peace and stability by expanding his moral universe.His life was an education for me and I do have his core virtues of professional honesty and uncompromising attitude to safeguard my self respect..I have not surrendered my identity to anyone and did not beg for any position title or promotion...though God acted through some good souls to repair the damage done by a few crooks in the garb of academics.
My dad understood the secrets of joy , discovered the meaning of the existence and mastered the art of living in his own way, in a simple way, A few hours before his death he visited the relations, talked to my village friend and told him that the next day he must visit me .I was in his thoughts and he and his wife will be in my prayers and thought till I breathe last...I am grateful to the supreme for this birth to understand my love and admiration of my parents and my better half who had all the suffering under the sun but stoic enough to hold my hands and live with a smile , having no hatred to any one...and going away like a saint with all detached attachment
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A write up full of true emotions and everyword making a lot of sense and value... May the almighty give you the strength to carry your life with more happiness and agility..
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