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Experience is the most AUTHENTIC assurance of a FACT. By EXPERIENCE, i mean a SENSE experience, which gives the person the greatest assurance that he felt or sensed something. But the trouble with an experience is that, no one could be fully aware of one’s own experiences in totality- in effect it is a MONTAGE and pieced together to give it a MEMORABLE SHAPE.

These MEMORIES linger and waft to our consciousness from time to time and refresh our being.

So a SENSE person has the greatest difficulty to surmount. He is denied an opportunity to logically proceed without a SENSE related EXPERIENCE. In the process gets STUCK with his experiences and REFUSES to RECOGNIZE non-sense related experience.

In fact his existence is confined to the PHYSICALLY probable experiences.

To such a person, the intangible SOUL, SPIRIT and CONCEPTS become nothing but theories floated to defraud people.

EXPERIENCE, that way denies a person the ability to CONCEPTUALIZE. Without CONCEPTUALIZATION progress gets stunted. Therefore EXPERIENCE is the most OVER-RATED virtue.

Experience, may be the best form of EVIDENCE in Law, but the worst form for personal GROWTH!!

Pongal & Thamizh Nadu!!

Just as Puttu for Kerala, Pesaratu for Andhra Pradesh, Bisibela bath for Karnataka, Butter chicken for Punjab, PONGAL is unique to Thamizh Nadu- or so I’d like to believe.

When i was a kid, on a New Year’s day, my dad’s office staff flocked at about 7.30AM to wish my dad the customary NEW YEAR wishes. In turn he had to provide them breakfast. The item was PONGAL and Vadai (wrongly hindi-ized to VADA!). It was a mela and the place was Pudukkottai district in Thamizh Nadu, a place which, prior to Independence, was a Princely state. That was the first time i had tasted PONGAL. Everyone was effusive about the quality of the pongal and the vadai served- maybe, because they wanted to ingratiate themselves to my dad who was the Boss!!

I tasted a little bit of Pongal and was disappointed, it was nothing but over cooked rice eaten with coconut chutney! In Thamizh Nadu, this is called VeNpongal and contrasted with sarkarai pongal– which is sweet pongal made of rice and jaggery with a lot of ghee, raisins and cashewnuts.

By hindsight, i think Thamizhians love their rice with sambar- irrespective of whether it is morning, afternoon or night. Just that they call chutney rice by another name – pongal!

Kushboo & DMK!

Dravida Munnetra Khazhagam (DMK) is the party founded by Arignar Anna, with the avowed social philosophy that without Political Power there is no scope of converting the party’s Social Phiolosophy into a Social Reality. In the process they went iconoclastic and truly went around damaging the statues and the priests who, they claimed, exploited the masses in the name of Gods and Goddesses.

Cut back a few decades later and we find a Mumbai born Muslim girl, who could not find her feet in Mumbai  Hindi film industry make it to stratospheric heights in the Thamizh film industry. Kushboo was elevated to the level of a GODDESS. A temple was built, with Kushboo as the presiding deity!

TamilNadu has 69,000 temples and the 69,001st temple was dedicated to Devi Kushboo.

Now DMK, a party that prided on Godlessness, has got a new member. Kushboo is a primary card holding member of the DMK!!

A Goddess in the fold of ATHEISTS!

I LOVE IT. DMK may still be a Godless party, but now with Kushboo around, DMK is not a GODDESSLESS party!!

Tamil Nadu, i love you and the politics which has no precedent and is always setting new mile stones in INNOVATIVE POLITICS!!


Yeah! this post is about the same Bianca Jagger, who was the first wife of the volatile,  lip spouting Mick Jagger of  ROLLING STONES.

Bianca Jagger was in India on a visit to Niyamgiri Hills in Orissa, where  there have been disturbances by the local population regarding the mining of Bauxite. This has been reported in the TIMES OF INDIA, Bangalore Edition dt. 14/05/2010. During the course of an interview, Bianca Jagger had made a very pertinent statement : CORPORATE SOCIAL RESPONSIBILITY IS NOT ONLY ABOUT HOW CORPORATIONS SPEND THEIR MONEY, BUT ABOUT HOW THEY MAKE IT.

In the earlier part of the interview with Rema Nagarajan, Bianca had said how the exploitation of the 21st century is not through colonization but by Government aided acquisition of rights of mining, timber cutting and other activities by CORPORATIONS, all in the name of “DEVELOPMENT”. The acquisitions severly hurt the  indigenous population which faces discrimination and displacement. The local population loses its means of livelihood, emotional attachment to the property is severed without compensation, tantalising promises are made by the corporate bodies prior to the acquisition and seldom performed after the records are in their favour! The local population neither has the means nor the governmental support to sustain the original claims of the locals.

This plundering was clearly envisaged by the CONSTITUENT ASSEMBLY members and Article 31 was enshrined in the Indian Constitution to prevent the Government, from treading on private property without adequate compensation. But the Members of Parliament over  a period of time, have trodden upon, those originally received, FUNDAMENTAL RIGHTS on some feudal philosophy, and have made themselves, as a class, indispensable in deciding as to whether even the private property should serve public purpose or not!!

No doubt the VEDANTAs , the TATAs & the RELIANCEs have the rights to all these lands and the natural resources, and the benefits shown by the political class are employment, development to that locality and the cess and taxes which accrue to the government coffers. The gains by these private CORPORATIONS are never quantified publicly and much less publicized!!

No one is cribbing about the benefits richly reaped by the corporations resorting to these activities, but an INDIVIDUAL’s private property should not be ACQUIRED so blatantly and the HUMAN RIGHTS made a mockery of. All liberty to the Corporations should be worked around the INALIENABLE RIGHTS GRANTED to AN INDIVIDUAL. Much less, the Government should not make itself a party to the Corporate LUCRE AGENDA ( which thrives on quarter to quarter results) in the name of DEVELOPMENT.

IT IS TIME WE RESTORED ARTICLE 31 OF THE CONSTITUTION, AND GAVE IT THE MEANING AS INTENDED BY THE FRAMERS OF THE CONSTITUTION. Things have come to such a pass that the panchayat leader is buzzing around in his roaring scorpios and sumos threatening and hierarchifying the local population in the name of growth and development.

BIANCA JAGGER is the right person to take up this issue- if she felt hurt by her husband’s infidelity with Jerry Hall and famously declared: MY MARRIAGE ENDED ON MY WEDDING DAY, AND had seen her marital rights whittled away because of the waywardness of  her errant husband, and had gone through a lot of difficulties in her young age, BIANCA JAGGER would be the right person to empathize & publicize these fundamental issues.


Oxymoronic it might sound, but the title has been chosen to convey a particular emotion. The mental curiosity to clandestinely enjoy the VULGAR goings-on, yet never to be noticed evincing interest in the vulgar, is the predicament of the cognoscenti. WHY? Because LIFE comprises of the EARTHLY and the Earth cannot be ignored. So the VULGAR, are the most grounded people, the others like a trunk or a branch, go away from the earth. To put it in botanical terms the VULGAR are geocentric and the COGNOSCENTI are  helio-tropic.

The VULGAR are seldom ELEGANT. Irrespective of what the dictionaries might say, the meaning of ELEGANCE is very difficult to define with scientific precision. Elegance is poise in motion, supremely attractive despite its surroundings and more than anything else seizes one’s attention- despite one’s prejudices. That is ELEGANCE.

When i see BEYONCE KNOWLES gyrating in the most vulgar way, her movement is not off-putting, instead it has besides the rhythm, a smoothness of movement, which captivates and rivets my attention. I haven’t watched vulgarity with so much mixed sensibility, as when i watch Beyonce. A true blending of the VULGAR and the REFINED!!

The Banyan and the Bamboo.

They were adjacent to each other in a nursery. On one plat was bamboo saplings and the other banyan saplings. There was great demand for both, The bamboo had had a long association with Buddhism and the banyan with Hinduism. During the days the leaves were busy using their chlorophyll and they seldom had time to talk to each other. But in the cool of the nights, they were like neighbours sharing their inanities of LIFE, were talking to each other and growing together.

After a few days of neighbourly friendship, the Bamboo asked the Banyan why he was not growing fast and keeping pace with him. The Banyan sapling had 2 good reasons: firstly, my roots take up all my nutrients and my supply is RATIONED even though it is I who helps the whole plant, through my chlorophyll,  for photosynthesis! The tap root which i have beneath the ground, retains the major part of my effort. Secondly, my genes are such that it has been whispered around that we, the banyan trees, take longer time to grow than grass, but grow much taller and stay much longer.

The bamboo was not happy with the superciliousness of the banyan mentioning them as  “grass” in second part. However it thanked its own genes for not sucking up all the energy, its leaves were producing. Happier and at the gentle breeze, the bamboo swayed with utter seductiveness. But the banyan watched with a stiffness, true to its calling.

Days went by, the bamboo had shot up and the banyan drifted apart unable to talk as the banyan’s stature was much low. In silence and shame, the banyan was labouring day in and day out, watching the bamboo grow by leaps and bounds.

A bonsai dealer came to the nursery, and picked up the same bamboo and the banyan. He took both the plants to his farm and planted the bamboo in the front of his sprawling bungalow, as he believed that the bamboo would bring him good fortune. He took the banyan and put it in a small pot after trimming its roots. He made a bonsai out of the banyan. He wanted the banyan to become a fruit bearing tree in a pot. He loved to dwarfen and miniaturize the BANYAN. It gave him a tremendous control over the generally mammoth and sprawling banyan. The pot was put beneath the bamboo tree which had grown 5 feet tall. To make matters worse, he put a small label on the fledgling banyan with the writing FICUS BENGALENSIS, and wrote the year 1964 on it just below the botanical name.

Both were watered regularly and the bamboo had shot up beyond 30 feet in a short span of two months and despite being neighbours they could not communicate. On windy night, the bamboo swayed in the dark and saw the banyan on a small pot a little away and asked, do you remember what you said months ago, “my genes are such that it has been whispered around that we, the banyan trees, take longer time to grow than grass, but grow much taller and stay much longer!”- where is your height? and what has happened to you that you are stuck in a pot with your roots trimmed and made a spectacle of, like the blinded Samson before the jubilant Philistines?

The banyan was speechless. Silently he bore the humiliation and asked God, if he was to stay without the stature due to him, as told by his sibling plants when he was younger?

He remembered an Ezra Pound poem which refrained, ” THOU ART A BEATEN DOG BENEATH THE HAIL.” The banyan could visualize a dog, all curled up beneath the hail to shorten the area of the impact of the hail. Humiliation had seeped into his soul. Yet with no HOPE in sight and the belief in the words of his siblings dwindling, the banyan tree had reconciled to his dwarfed fate.

Years rolled by and even after 40 years he had not grown in stature, yet he had produced a lot of figs and the Bonsai dealer used to bring his guests to the farm house and show them that he had bought that banyan sapling in 1964 and that it was bearing fruit in a pot 40 years later. The banyan tree, in a bonsai form, felt truly like a blinded Samson. But the banyan tree did not have the pillars to hold on to and stir it to kill itself and others.

One day the BONSAI DEALER died.

The funeral ceremonies of the bonsai dealer was held in his farm house. One of the guests who had arrived for the funeral strayed into the bamboo garden, where under the shade of the grove was placed the BONSAI BANYAN, all forty years old. The guest was an environmental activist and when he saw that tag “FICUS BENGALENSIS- 1964”, he was furious. He took the pot, broke it and planted the banyan tree a little away from the bamboo grove, so that it could catch some sun.

Within 10 years the banyan had reached 30 feet and was standing next to the bamboo grove shoulder to shoulder. Now the long lost neighbours had regained their parity to parley on equal terms. The banyan felt vindicated and the bamboo, deep down was still smarting under the sudden good fortune the banyan had had in the hands of the Environmentalist.

In the nights they resumed their small talk as long before and the bamboo was sorry for the plight the banyan was subjected to by the Bonsai dealer. The bamboo was not finished yet with his feelings of superiority. He had had a view for the last 50 years which the banyan could never be able to recover- he thought to himself.

The banyan grew further in stature and let down those aerial roots from its branches and those were flowing like beards of a patriarch.

One night the Bamboo told the banyan, now looking up, ” What could you do with your leaves branches, aerial roots and huge branches? I could produce mellifluous music out of the bansuri made of me, I could be used for pole-vaulting by a gymnast, even in path breaking inventions like phonograph and the filament bulb I was the one to be used first by Graham Bell and Thomas Edison, But you occupy space and are useless.

The WISE banyan told the Bamboo, ” You have to DIE before you serve any of these purposes which you had mentioned just now. But I, in the Almighty’s scheme of things give shade to the passers by, allow room for the birds to build homes and nests and even the Buddha found his enlightenment under the PEACE provided by a genus of my family. And i do it all while i am still ALIVE.

DO GOOD WHILE STILL ALIVE and DO NOT TALK BIG OF WHAT OTHERS DO WITH YOUR MORTAL WASTE. ” the Bamboo was not only chastened but enlightened too.


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Today’s (6th May, 2010) news in Times of India on the Supreme Court of India declaring the subjection of the accused to narco analysis test, without his consent, as ILLEGAL,  restores human PRIDE & DIGNITY. ( )

There are many tools used to arrive at the FACTS before TRUTH is distilled and presented to the courts. One of the commonly used tools now-a-days is the narco test. There is nothing new about this being used to arrive at facts. Certain facts could be gathered and those facts have to be corroborated with independent facts before the courts, for those narco tests to be of some value.

When the person is subjected to NARCO ANALYSIS, firstly the accused’s “person” is violated without his FREE CONSENT. He is injected with drugs which he may not be willing to be administered with, in the first place.

Let us take a specific example, I know of some extreme Christians who do NOT take medicines at all. They go by the name PENTECOSTAL and APOSTOLIC fellowships. They had taken a religious vow not to take any MEDICINES even unto DEATH. Do not they have a RIGHT, a fundamental one at that, as an Indian citizen to make a vow like that? I believe, they do have the right, as guaranteed by the constitution, and therefore the STATE should do everything to PROTECT that right.

Secondly, the RIGHT TO PRIVACY, both physical and mental. Every human being is given an inalienable, indefeasible RIGHT to have MENTAL PRIVACY. There are domains in the sub-conscious which are not known to the UNAWARE, and domains within the CONSCIOUS mind which are “private”. Merely because an Investigating agency in its opinion believes that there is something which is hidden with or without the knowledge of the ACCUSED, does it gain a RIGHT to destroy the FUNDAMENTAL RIGHT guaranteed by the Constitution of India? I GUESS NOT. The Supreme court  has DECLARED that every INDIAN CITIZEN’S RIGHT TO PRIVACY CANNOT BE DESTROYED IN THE BOGUS ALTAR OF COLLECTING EVIDENCE!

We have been witnesses to many of the statements made by senior police officers ( eg. in Aarushi’s case a sardar DIG said that Aarushi’s reputation was not beyond doubt, when he was not called upon to give an opinion on that!) who have EXERCISED POWER more than subjecting themselves to bringing out the TRUTHS. If they could say such things so openly in front of cameras, what protection of RIGHTS could one expect from them? They are not TRAINED to work around the rights guaranteed, but TRAMPLE upon them – ALL IN THE NAME OF FINDING OUT THE TRUTH!!

Thirdly, I had seen some videos which were telecast showing suspects under narco tests in the Aarushi murder case. The questions asked during the session were questions asked by an amateur, with no opening up of the mind. What kind of treatment the suspects are subjected to, is NOT made available to the accused’s relatives and friends immediately upon conclusion.

Let us look at it this way- if the NARCO ANALYSIS brings out incontrovertible TRUTHS and FACTS, why  not record the statements in the presence of a judicial magistrate? to ensure that atleast the accused is treated FAIRLY. The scientific opinion is divided on, as to whether all which are stated during NARCO tests,  are TRUE or figments of a person’s FANCY.



I recently saw a song sequence in the Thamizh Movie VETTAIKARAN with Vijay in the lead. The title of the song is EN UCHCHI MANDAIYILE and for those who are eager to watch the song sequence the link to the song in YOUTUBE is given here:-

Watch the following link to see the playback singers of the same song sing it at the request of the compere:-

The female singer is Charulatha Mani and the male singer is Krishna Iyer. The song is AMAZING.

There is a line at 1:05 minutes at the first link, and at 2:40 in the second link and the words are “DHAWANI THAANDI PARTHAVANAY”- the literal translation of that into English would be : THE PERSON WHO SAW ACROSS (BEYOND) MY HALF-SAREE (*that wraps me from my hip frontally, bottoms and breasts) over the FULL SKIRT!” This is no CHOLI KE PEECHAY KYA HAI. It is the HOOK, LINE and SINKER stuff.

I had not seen the song sequence first, but had heard it first. Since i liked the song and was salaciously shocked at the words DHAWANI THAANDI PARTHAVANAY, i SAW the song in a video. I was hoping to see an apt expression to match the words which were sung by the heroine at that specific point. Alas! it was all glossed over and OVER-SANITIZED.

Then searched the whole internet to get to the female play-back singer sing that line. Which is the second link and appearing at 2:40 mins. Watch again plzzzz. The female singer Charulatha Mani has sanitized the song to such an extent with her forward bend and a genial smile.

From what i heard and had IMAGINED the song to be- in presentation there has been a total SANITIZATION of the words DHAWANI THAANDI PARTHAVANAY!

Maybe, there would be such glib talkers who would have convinced the singer by giving the words the meaning: SKIRT IS WORN BY GIRLS AND WHEN SHE SAYS THOSE WORDS SHE MEANS THAT HE HAD SEEN HER FROM GIRLHOOD TO WOMANHOOD!! MAYBE………..Maybe, ONE WHO SAW BEYOND THE PHYSICAL…….. maybe!!

MOVIES, as an AUDIO VISUAL presentation, could be CONFLICTING. With multi-cultured censor board members wielding the scissors copiously, this is probably the only way to sneak in some SMUT, to cater to the groundlings like me- ha ha ha.

By the way, in Thamizh Nadu and in Thamizh cinema, i thought, music had come to a freeze with Rahman, but i should say VIJAY ANTONY has scored music to this song quite ejaculatorily!!

Belgium & Burqua

Belgium’s lower house of the parliament has voted for a law which bans women from wearing the full Islamic face veil in public. This has generated a host of reactions by the partisan, the  liberal and the bigots- from both the sides.

The Vice President of the Muslim Executive of Belgium, Ms.Isabelle Praile has said something very poignant: “I think they are trying to wind us up”

In India every religious practice has been sieved in the principle of ESSENTIAL PRACTICE and then ascertained whether the practice falls within the realm of unassailable religious prescription. If the practice does not fall within the essential practice, the courts could interfere and allow change of such practices.

THE FACE IS NOT ONLY THE INDEX OF THE MIND, BUT FOR ALL PRACTICAL PURPOSES THE REGISTRATION NUMBER PLATE OF EVERY HUMAN BEING. In this age of TERRORISM it is not merely essential to identify the faces of each person with the help and aid of the CC TVs, but also important for other human beings to recognize & identify suspects during the course of evidence, in courts of Law. The face is the most eminently identifiable image in HUMAN memory.

There is also  a distinct possibility of men wearing burqua and indulging  in nefarious activities to escape notice. Some mischief makers might also wear burqua and do criminal acts  to  bring disrepute to the Islamic community.

In view of the above reasons, Isabelle’s musings seem unfounded and paranoid.

Further, in certain Islamic countries if non-Islamic women are forced to wear clothes which are in tune with the  Islamic interpretation on clothes than “liberated clothes”, why should not Belgium impose a condition on Islamic women to wear clothes which are in tune with Belgian norms? The local laws in such matters cannot and should not be viewed in the light of religious tenets BUT  should be viewed in the light of security and equity.

MOST OF ALL, IF YOU HAVE THE LIBERTY TO SEE MY FACE (after all burqua wearing women don’t blindfold themselves), THEN I SHALL HAVE THE RIGHT TO SEE YOURS!!

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