Monday, April 17, 2017


Years passed by
Fears gone away
Quest for life made me
Priest for life

Whose choice it was?
Choice! What a fuss!
Boss of my life
Chose my life

Why was I?
High 'bove many,
Way 'bove plenty...

A walk
Long walk
Indeed, not
A gawk.

Made me bent but
Never broke my gut
Forced me beg
Chased 'way my bugs
Stretched me but
Strangled me not
Soaked me in blood
Baked me but food good
Presented me miserable
Prized me but invaluable

Go on
on and on
my boss
Love thee.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

​Lessons learnt from here and there

1. Power and Wealth are not the last words

J Jayalalithaa was a powerful Chief Minister. She was a powerful person in life. Nobody could stand straight in her presence.
However, during the last several months of her life, she was undergoing severe suffering. It was more than one can get from an Indian prison for politicians. Many belive that she was killed by her own people. It is worse than capital punishment. Her power and wealth couldn't save her life from an unnatural mysterious death... Her death was not like any of the endings of her films.
It's a lesson to learn. Let us do good things. Even if we suffer, then there is a merit in it.

2. Judge not

What lesson can we learn from these persons?
1. Justice John Michael Cunha found some people guilty.
2. Justice C R Kumaraswamy acquitted them.
3. Justices P C Ghose and Amitava Roy annulled the acquittal.

Logically, all the above judgements are not true. Hence, who is the real culprit: a criminal or one who misuses the power to help criminals escape and crimes to flourish?
We are helpless when we heard their judgments of naming white black, then black white and then white black.
Justice delayed is justice denied. Similarly judgement leaked is judgement sneaked. An influenced judgement is a crime...

3. Succession plan is a myth

No leader paves way for another leader as leadership is one of the most enjoyable pleasure. It is way above money and sex. One who enjoys power will never think of someone else stepping into one's shoes. Successor emerges by successful strategies.

4. India is a land of wonders

Here in our motherland,

  • A person of humble origin can be the emperor one day. Royalty is not mandatory to success.
  • Human beings venerate and respect non-human beings and inanimate things more than human beings themselves.
  • One can the richest in the land by theft alone.
  • One can live in a prison but still can enjoy freedom. One is free, but still can be someone's captive.
  • We convert prison to a spa and a spa to a prison.
  • It is strange to see that the MPs and MLAs who are elected by people by secret ballot have no right to elect their leader by secret ballot.
  • Spiritual leaders can convert water to wine, urine to saccharin, ash to cash and shit to asset.

5. We are not extraordinary

Our memory is weak. Our actions can be influenced. We are a people who can be easily provoked and many a time misguided. It has antecedents in the history.

Brutus was a hero. After a few hours he became a zero. People turned against him.
Jesus was a hero. After a few days he became a zero. People crucified him.

Sasikala was a hero. After a few months she became a zero.
There are many other heroes here. After a few years they surely will become zeros.

Individually all of us are brilliant and intelligent. Collectively, I am not sure what we are...

Saturday, February 04, 2017

I am a born teacher

I love teaching; for
the taught to have thoughts
the nots to have notes
the sought to be wrought.
Can I be a teacher?
When I have 
the right thoughts
of the knowledge about 
the thing of things;
the right notes
of the ones 
who walked ahead,
who flow with me and
who race behind;
wrought myself
of the unformed clay
who wanted to be unformed
who wants to be untouched and
who loves the status quo,
I am a teacher.
I am a born teacher
as everyone born is a student.

Tuesday, January 03, 2017

Saint Kuriakose Elias Chavara

Saint Kuriakose Elias Chavara, one of the founders of the TOCD congregation for men (CMI) and women (CMC), and the first Prior of all monasteries of the CMI congregation was born on February 10, 1805 at Kainakary.  He was the first one to take vows on December 8, 1855. His mortal remains, transferred from Koonammavu where he died, are piously kept in the chapel of St. Joseph's Monastery, Mannanam. He was canonized on November 23, 2014 by His Holiness Pope Francis.

He left behind him a great legacy which many cannot even dream of.  Saint Kuriakose Elias was a great visionary who founded the first Sanskrit School, the first catholic printing press-the first indigenous printing press in India and the first to print Syriac in Keralam. He is one of the first original writers in any regional language in India. His counsels to the Christian families given in the form of a "Testament of a Loving Father" are universally applicable and are relevant to this day. Many of his Malayalam writings were first among the various branches of Malayalam literature.

Essentially a man prayer and intense charity, Saint Kuriakose stayed in close communion with the Lord, amidst his several religious and social activities, permeating his spirituality to all around him, so much so that he was accepted and referred to as a man of God, from his early years.

Friday, December 30, 2016


I fear.
I fear the fear.
Fear - a spanning feeling of this year.
I fear to remember this year.
Fear of power.
I fear my power
For the fear of losing it.
I fear the powerless
For the fear of them gaining it.
From powerlessness I powered to power.
I used this. I used that.
I stamped over this. I tampered with that.
I fear all those whom and which I used, stamped over and tampered with.
I fear the existence of all those.
I am  in a spree to stop all those gaps.
The gaps I used to rise to the power.
The gaps I used to wrest the power.
Gaps are gaps.
Gaps are void.
They are black.
I am on a mission to fill the gaps,
Hoping to turn the black to the white.
I need to stop the gaps to drive my fear away.
But, is the opposite of black, white?
Is the opposite of white, black?
Woe to me!
The trap of the binary, I fell into.
The power of fear will grapple me.
The fear of power will topple me.
O man, count the moments
As the lies and lines will fade away.
"Put up thy sword into its place,
For all they that use the fear shall perish with the fear."
Thus spake, the lord of fearlessness.

The Certain Uncertainties of Life

Is life binary?
Between the known and unknown,
Do we restrict ourselves?
Is the known fully known?
Are all the unknowns completely unknowns?
Is life struggling between Yes and No?
The passage from the unknown to the known,
Is a passage from the known to the unknown.
The more we know, the more we know not.
Yes is a No and No is an Yes.
Is life n-ary?
I doubt, doubt and doubt the doubt.
Life is a sequence of the knowns and the unknowns,
And the unknowns and the knowns,
And the knowns and the knowns,
Partial and partially partial,
Separated by commas, exclamations, question marks and hyphens.
Of course, within the unavoidable ruthless margins, it blossoms.
Am I missing something?
Am I avoiding something?
Yes, I must accept the stops,
They give meaning to the commas.
Right, the margins and full-stops,
The frames and periods,
Protect us from the known unknowns and the unknown unknowns.
It is life.
Life is continuous, yet discrete.
It is discretely continuous.
It is continuously discrete.
Hang on…
No place for any conundrums.
Bang on, it is sagaciously!

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Love of Light

I love light.
To be in the light
Not in the limelight
Is my might.
I love fight
To be in the light.
For that I hate
To be in the limelight.
Light is bright,
Transparent and fast.
That's why I hate
What is not light.