Opinion( Well..., too Late I accept)

Ramu:"Hey why that villagers keep on writing 'mummy' 'daddy' on their mud roads"
Somu:Its because at least now they will get a tar road
Ramu:What ? in what way this is related to a tar road?
Somu: Ha u don know ?the tamil activists in the state are painting tar wherever they see english.

(This is a joke from a famous magazine)

Funny rite,but this is no joke this is the way the tamil activists or tamil saviors work to save the prestigious language .Yes they 'tar ' where ever they see some thing in English be it hoarding or an advertisement banner in a tea stall.They don't even spare highway mile posts.
Absurd isn't it?

Their motive of saving 'Tamil' is really good and i don't have any second thought that the survival of the language has become a real issue nowdays.When there are groups , organization and funds raised to save some species that are nearing extinction , this language issue is some thing more trivial than that.

'Tamizh' the very word sounds sweet.It carries with it thousands and thousands of years of tradition , culture and literature with it.Its the language of Kambar ,Thiruvalluvar to today's P.Vijay(Autograph song).

So, losing the very face of it is really horrible.When we lose a language its not just the language we lose but, with it, it takes the people who spoke it,their history , their tradition and above all the people of this world lose one of the ways to express themselves.

We must be really worried about this loss and whenthe loss is in such a big scale , it becomes important to handle things in a more organized and matured way .The solution is definitely not blindly 'tar'ing other languages.

We must understand that " We can't develop one language by killing the other ". Our language's development cannot and never be achieved by spoiling the growth of other language(particularly English).

So lets work out ways to develop our language rather than finding ways to eliminate other languages.


Note:

This is small note to the people who 'tar' english hoarding.

Lets take a simple example 'Mani tea stall '
A sponsored advertisement banner(with sachin's photo in it as if he daily drinks tea there)
says

"Mani Tea Stall" in english

and the same, exactly the same in tanglish as follows

Our problem is not the one in english but the one in tanglish so 'tar' that and not stopping with that write it as

Thankx to my beloved Ramya akka .
Bye

Please use this place to post ur ideas to save and develop our language amid the current competition and pressures.
Long live Tamil.

Oh Child...

It was a busy morning. I was going to my office in a jam packed bus , standing in between two people with my neck, hands and legs in a very odd position as if I am learning kathak. I thanked my kathak tutors profusely and was lost in thoughts of what i have to do that day.

At that moment a small girl roughly around 2-3 years of age dressed neat, listening to music with headphones and talking animatedly to her mother got into my attention.

Interested, i moved close to her to know what she was telling her mother. She was talking in a very low voice that i cant hear, but i can see her writing something.

I focused on it, it was the name of some months written in very childish way, at that moment her mother said "Ok good write April...."

She dint react, her mother asked the girl to look at her mouth and said "April" again, now the girl started to write it as "Au" and started to think with the pen in her mouth.

I laughed at her thinking she doesn't know the spelling of April.

Now her mother asked her to see her again and said "April" just by moving her mouth and not saying anything else(no sound). There was a sudden spark in the child's eye and she wrote "A p r i l".
After finishing "April" with a triumphant face she called her mother to show that. But her mother was busy helping others to buy tickets without paying attention to her. The child called "A mmm aa" but no sound, just movements of lips i moved closer to hear her .

She called again "amma" iam sure there is no sound i cant hear her.

Yes, oh my god, she is deaf and dumb. And what was there in her ears was not a Walkman as i thought it to be but a hearing aid.

Yes , till now she hasn't heard her mother's voice,she hasn't heard her brother neither her father call her name nor heard birds singing for her.

She is not heard by her mother calling "AMMA" with her sweet voice. And above all the child doesn't know that she can do all these(hear and talk).

What a loss?

God why did u punish a small child with such a big loss. Didn't u find corrupt politicians, thieves and others who are unfit to survive in this world.

What else i can do ? I kept my hands on her head, as if blessing her and thought "if i have done any good deeds and if at all i have any credits for it let all the credits go to this poor child and help her to come back to normal".

My heart was very heavy.

Later i came to know from her mother that the child lost her capability to speak and hear when she was six months old and there is always a hope that she will get back to normal.

She is now currently enrolled in a school for Deaf and Dumb some where near Adayar and she is doing well.

I got down in my stop and after a few minutes of walk thinking, i thanked God for having given her flowers,oceans,rivers,sun,moon everything thats the part of this nature for her to speak and hear and above all a Great Mother.

Lets pray for all such children to get well soon.

Master's Master Sacrifice

It was an ordinary day in office.Starting home with my frnd i never had a hint that, the incident is going to happen.Was waiting for my bus to come , praying i must a get a place to sit.

When i saw the bus partially full i thanked god and settled in a place.Even now i dint have a hint of it.

After two stops, the bus was packed with ppls whom i dont know, but there in the distance i can see a short man , his face was very used to me "mm think ganesh who's that....?"
Hay, its my physics teacher :-) ,yes he was my Physics teacher from my 9th to 12 th standard.WOW what a surprise .At the same moment he too recoganized me .

I forget all the crowd around me and how old am i, i stood up and said in the same rythm we used tell in the school "Good eveeeningggg sir"and immediately went to his place (not bothering abt my place and bag ,but both was taken care by a guy who was very happy to get a place to sit unexpectedly.)

"hay how r u?"

"Iam fine sir and how do u do sir?"

"Fine man , so are u married and wer do u work?"

"Sir :-) iam jus 23 ...will take 2 more years to get married .Iam in a software company in mylapore and what do u do here sir?"

"haaa actulayy i work in Gooduvanchery(a place after tambaram) and come here to take tution daily."


The travel time between the two places will take atleast 2 hours.He works in a school there in Goodunavchery and after a days long work comes to mylapore to to take tution.
Man he will still earn less than wat u get.I watered in my eyes :-(.

"Sir iam very comfortable and happy.U made us to be what we are now but u are still where u were ..i feel really moved"

"hay man thats this profession.we feel happy not by the money we get but by the ppl like u,who we give to the society.As i see u in this bus today in such a successfull situation and above all talking to me , i can tell for sure that iam the happiest person in this bus today.Thats the satisfaction in this profession.

We feel our purpose served when we see u ppl in a situation wer we dreamt to be, ok..?.

mmm wat r u studying now?(in a usual master to student tone)"

"As of now i dont do anything sir but planning to MBA r MS will do it soon"

"mm what ever you do ,do it fast bcoz this is the age , later after marriage u cant do this"

"Sure sir :-)"

"and don't join s.....(dont want to specify the name of the company) i have my cousins working there and i heared from them that they dont give any good increments do u know?(in the same master to student tone...as if he knows all about the software industry)

"yes sir i will not ... :-)"

"mm good "


After this we wer talking abt my class mates and what they are doing now.He was very happy about our good growth.And when the bus neared the place iam supposed to get down i asked him.

"Ur mobile no sir ?"

"Hay no man iam jus planning to get a new one"

God he doesnt have a mobile even.What a man! how many of us carry a lap top now bcoz of him, but he still dont have a mobile.He is really great.

"sory sir.. ur land line sir?"

"m note it..."

"and this is my number sir"

"mmm ..... sorry man i dont remember ur name"


"Ganesh ram sir..(After all he has seen thousands of students)"

"Ok man carry on ..don forget to invite me to ur marriage ha ha ha"

"Sure sir"


i came back to my place, the guy sitting in my place thankfully got up.i signalled him to sit and jus took the bag from him and prepared to get down.

At that moment the nick name we used to call my master flashed in my mind "Chitra kullan".I let few drops down my eyes and got down the bus.

Yes my master has done a master sacrifice.

This is a tribute to him.