Ambimama - India

I used to sign in Tamil when I was studying in my college. But I took Hindi as my language due to the high level of Tamil taught with Konar guides. I had a passion for Tamil poet Bharathiar and knew some of his songs by heart. The college days were full of liberty and respect for others. At first I was ridiculed when I went to the college with Dhoti and white shirt but later the ones who ridiculed me became close friends. I was good at English language also and was top in the college. Those days Tamil was not politicized and we were free to choose and read what we wanted.

There was no TV and yet we could spend our time peacefully. May be we had friends to play with – in-door and out-door games, books to read. The time we spent was of a quality, though today more good ones do exist. Today you have to choose your time; plan and can get the best – more than I had in my days. People are doing it and improving and I feel Tamil meet is a good one for utilizing in improving your knowledge of Tamil.

Competition has no age and other things. You have to compete to stay young. But all competitions will have no meaning for you when you cross the age of 50 (approx). Only politicians with a fair background will shine and I fear how they are able to do it. May be their working style changes - only speaking and doing nothing. Some politicians are better they do something, which beyond their knowledge goes into the benefit of people.

When I started my career in Computers and had success I thought I am the King. But now there are many Kings who do better than me and the distance between their knowledge and mine is vast. So where do I stand? At least I am aware of this and able to write this in my blog!

There are people who predict the World Cup winners of football. I just want to watch the matches and I am sure there will be some players who will excel and for years to come, their goal will remain in my memory. It is not worth predicting now the winners now and I have not followed football recently and the articles from Newspapers do not convince me enough to predict a winner.
Though Argentina is predicted to be the winner, I am not supporting this either. I love Maradona but that does not mean I become blind to other players who will make history in this World Cup. But who am I to predict all this? Just a fan who has watched the World Cup when all players who are now coaches or experts played!

Every child is an inspiration and is the best to a parent. They name it according to their tradition and probably will be that of their grandfather/mother in the Hindu way. Of late short names are preferred, but really beautiful names of Rishis and sannskrit have been the fashion. Aditya, Arjun and the likes.

The modern day youngsters do not like lengthy names Sankaranarayanan or Chandrasekaran. They keep the names lengthy but prefer to call it short like Sankar or Chandru. This is OK as even in the olden days when names of grandparents were given, a nick name like ambi or bala was common. This practice still goes on in India.
Though there is nothing in Western world to signify a name, in Indian traditions names do matter as names of all people will correspond to a God’s name. Some say while dyeing, if they call the names it will be that of God. They forget how many times we call the same name while living!

A Doctor who is my close relative brought me wheat bread today! I just asked him where to get as I was finding it difficult to get wheat bread in my area. There are a lot of bakery shops and bread is available but made of Maida flour. Wheat bread and Seven grain bread are made by Modern Bread, Britannia and other local famous bakeries like McRonnet and Nilgiris. I do not yet understand why people go for whole Maida bread. Just like they go for Parathas and Naan made of 100% starch rich Maida. May be they get it digested soon and do not put weight.

But to me Chapathis made of wheat are better tasting than the Parathas. That too the puffed and thin ones from Sigadi or Gas without oil. Even if I take ten of them nothing happens to my stomach. But if I eat one Paratha I feel dull for at least a day. And add to that the rich butter – I am gone! Dullness remains and I find it difficult to type even now!