Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Let me feel your heartbeat!!

The little daughter of one of my best friends, a third standard student, who is studying in a highly reputed school in Chennai, was talking about her day at school yesterday evening, with my friend, a home maker.

The girl - Mom, we had a nice time playing Kho-Kho at school today.

My friend - Great! Did anything interesting happen?

The girl - I ran speedily. I was panting heavily when I came and stood next to my physical education master.

My friend - Running speedily increases blood circulation in your body. But please take care that you don't fall and hurt yourself.

The girl - My master kept his palm in my chest and said that he could feel my heart beat.

I and my friend skipped a heart beat for a second.

My friend looked at her daughter in her eyes and asked,"Was there any medical examination in the school today?"

The little one looked back and said,"No, Mom. He just wanted to FEEL my heart beat."

My friend struggled to appear calm. She took her daughter's hand and asked," Don't you remember, dear, that I have asked you to not to allow anybody to touch you?"

The girl innocently replied,"But he is my Master. He touched right in the middle, here (she pointed between her breasts) and told me that he wanted to feel my heartbeat."

My friend took the hand of the little girl and placed it where she pointed and asked her,"Now tell me dear, where does your palm touches?" The little girl showed her breast innocently.

My friend said, "This is how people would talk when they want to touch there". God knows what was going on inside that little girl's mind. She was quiet for some time and appeared that she was thinking something. I was pained by the expression on her face. Was she thinking that she was cheated by her Master? Was she thinking that she was treated badly by her Master? What was the little soul thinking?

My friend asked her little daughter again,"Did he touch you anywhere else?".

She replied,"No".

My friend asked,"Has he ever asked you to go inside an empty classroom?"

She replied,"Yes, he once asked me to go inside an empty class room to write a report on the game that we played".

Both my friend and myself were alarmed. My friend asked,"Did he come with you inside the classroom?"

She replied,"No, he didn't".

My friend instructed her little daughter, once again, to not to allow anybody to touch her body. And that if the Master touches her again, she should promptly report it to her class teacher. And that if the Master ask her to go inside an empty class room, then she should take two of her friends along with her.

Talking to the class teacher about this incident today morning, revealed that there were already complaints from parents of two more children, on the misconduct of the Master. The teacher promised that she would talk to her higher authorities and take necessary action.

I only believe that proper action is taken against him, either to save the children from him or to make him a better person.

Are our daughters safe in school? I doubt. I am worried.

Please give your girl children clear instructions to not to allow anybody to touch their body and that they should immediately report, if they are touched, to either their parents or class teachers.

Luv u all
Uma
Freelancer

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Happiness!


While I was in school, I mostly felt sad and lonely. And I wasn't the type of a girl who share her inner feelings with friends. I am still the same. I didn't want to go to school several days, while I was young. Used to envy those kids who were really really enjoying their stay in school. Decided to watch them keenly.

They always sat in the last bench and I was sitting in the second bench. Those kids were jumping from desk to desk from back to front, cracked jokes among themselves, played around and laughed aloud. I was stuck with my place and never moved unless I had to visit the rest room. I have never had a chance to deliver any notice to either of my parents to meet my teachers. I also heard from my friends that one of the girl who is sitting in the same class for the second time was asked to bring her Dad for the parent-teachers meeting. And that her Dad was warned about her behavior in the class room. But I thought they were real rumors. Because I found no change in her behavior. She was still enjoying with her friends fooling around the class room whenever the class was free even for few minutes.

I thought "Wow! They are the most happiest kids in this world". I decided that I am going to let myself loose from tomorrow on wards. I thought," I am going to be UMA - the social student and not the UMA -the obedient student for the teachers". I made friends with those back backbenchers. I could see the raised eyebrows of my friends. School was the funniest place after that day. I later learned that I can share and balance my school time with these "kids for fun" and "kids for studies" groups.

The Team Fun was always there to give me company when I wanted to do something naughty to keep myself amused. For example, to read THOSE KIND OF magazines, to bunk special classes to watch horror movies etc etc. of course without the knowledge of my Team Study. I didn't even dare to discuss on my life I had with Team Fun to Team Study. Because I was very sure that I would be kicked out of their team, if they come to know about my naughty activities. I learned to keep both the Teams happy and true to both the Teams.


Secret - I still have two sets of people in my life. One for fun and one for serious matters in life. I don't mix them both. Now that you know the secret, figure out which set you belong to. Wink wink!

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Uma

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Friday, May 24, 2013

Looking for a Win-Win Result!

I was returning to home from work in the evening, last week. The bus stop in Pallavaram was so crowded that myself and my friend decided to go by share-auto to reach Pammal.  We boarded a share-auto that was bound for Pammal. The driver was waiting for others to board his vehicle.  I heard another share-auto driver shouting "Sankar Nagar, Pammal" twice.

Share auto in Chennai
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I turned to my friend and said,"Hey, shall we go by that share-auto? That would drop me near to my house".

My friend said,"No, we shouldn't. The driver of this share-auto might yell at us." It sounded ridiculous to me. Why would the driver get angry if I board another share-auto that can take me near to my home?

The driver read my mind, it seemed. He said,"No, I will not get angry. I will not allow you to board my share-auto if I see you next time".

I was so surprised that I opened my mouth to ask him to justify his words. My friend pressed my hand and motioned me to not to talk. I didn't utter a word but was still annoyed and surprised.

Why wouldn't he think about a win-win situation? If I travel in his share-auto, I will have to get down one and a half mile away from my home and have to cover the distance walking. If I travel in a share-auto bound for Shankar Nagar, then I will have to walk only five minutes to reach my home after getting down. He could have told me to travel in his share-auto to Pammal and then take another share-auto to Shankar Nagar from there. Or he could have let me to travel in the other share-auto that was bound for Shankar Nagar, if he found another person to replace me. Don't you agree with me that, that would be a win-win result?

Here is another incidence. Yesterday evening I came across a share-auto driver who didn't allow a fat lady, to board his share-auto. She wanted to go to Shankar Nagar. The share-auto was bound for Shankar Nagar. I asked the driver, when I found myself alone with him, about himself refusing the lady to let her in.

He said,"I thought other passengers will have to sit uncomfortably. Hence asked her to not to board my share-auto". He saw that I didn't buy this.

He added,"The other day that fat lady waved at me to stop my vehicle. Then she saw the town bus coming and told me to leave. Instead of getting into my share-auto, she boarded the bus. She is so rich that she can hire an independent auto for herself rather than relying on a share-auto. Why did she refuse to get into my share-auto after waving at me to stop?"

I asked,"So, tit for tat?".

He said, "Yes, we wont let those persons, to board our share-auto, who don't behave properly to us."

By saying 'we' he meant the entire share-auto driver community.  And what does "properly" mean to them? Is there any auto service provider out there, who feels the same?

And what would be a win-win result for this instance? Guess there can't be a win-win situation all the time. What do you say?

Photo credit: khanster  shared via creative commons (CC BY-ND 2.0)
 
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Uma
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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

My Eldest Student

Ms.Pradhani Hiran is my eldest student. I teach computers to her. She is a Bhutanese, staying with her daughter and grandson. She is the student am very proud of. She is 85years old and very active despite suffering from osteoporosis. She is a very keen learner and interested in learning to use Internet. She uses Skype to get in touch with her kith and kin who lives abroad. I met her last weekend and we had a little chat about her husband. She let me record her words.

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I added the "Title" and "Credit" using Windows Movie Maker. I wanted to remove the annoying noise of the UPS ,at the end of this video, using WMM, but I just couldn't do it. Sorry about that. I shall try to find an audio editor to remove the beep sound, so that the video gets better. Any suggestions?

Learning to use Windows Media Maker. One baby step at a time. I thank her for being my subject.

This is the original video.

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Uma
Freelancer

Monday, April 29, 2013

Turn down the volume please!

Last month, March 2013, wasn't a good month for my Dad. He is sick and aging. He had multiple surgeries on his back. That has made him to fall sick often. My wonderful brother who is very understanding, takes care of my dad, whenever the situation demanded, though my dad wasn't a good father to us all these years. I guess he is realizing how good we are, now, after seeing us taking care of him during his bed ridden days. He speak more words to us these days, lying on his bed, when we least expect him to utter a word. The bad part is that he choose to speak when we want to retire to bed in the night, tired. But we can't blame him. That is the only time of the day when he finds us free for him.

We have a very noisy and foul mouthed neighbor, who keeps shouting at his helpers around the house, irrespective, of the time of the day and night. He moved in to that house three years back and since then, we are having a hard time to maintain quietness near our home. He is the only person in the whole neighborhood who makes such a lot of noise. We grew tired of requesting him to talk softly at least in the night. The TV that he has installed, in the verandah, for his helpers blares 24/7. We sometimes mistake the cry of a woman in any movie on the TV, for the cry for help of some one at his home or on the road or on the neighborhood.

They were those days, when my dad felt better and was managing himself to walk around the house. It was 4.00am that morning. I heard a feeble voice from some where that woke me up. I heard it thrice. I thought that was from the TV from my neighbor's house. I came out of my bedroom. I didn't hear any noise. I went to rest room and then came back to bed. I was about to close my eyes and go to sleep. I heard the same voice again, four times. I still thought it was from the TV. Suddenly, I heard my brother, who was sleeping in the bedroom next to my dad's, stumbling on his way to dad's bedroom, yelling,"Yeah, Am coming". Only then, I realized that it was actually my dad who was calling my brother, all these time. I rushed to my dad's bedroom and saw my dad lying on the floor, near the door with his face down. My brother lifted him from the floor and set him on the bed. He said that he felt dizzy while he was returning from the bathroom and that he couldn't manage to reach the bed and fell flat on his face on the floor. He said that he has been calling us for five minutes. And that he was lying there for more than ten minutes.

And later that morning, he complained of severe headache. He couldn't remember whether he hit his head either on the chair next to his bed or on the door or anywhere else. We took him to the doctor. The doctor asked us to take a CAT scan. The scan result showed a blood clot on his brain. He is under medication now.

If  only, we had a more quieter environment, then we could have saved my dad from the mental trauma of lying on the floor without any clothes for more than ten minutes. Probably he waited for me to come to his bedroom to help him, while I past his bedroom to go to the rest room. He later realized that I wasn't coming and then started calling again for help. I felt sad for him and bad of myself for not checking his bedroom. My mom told us that she too, heard the voice many times and mistook it for the noise from the neighbor's TV.

Friends, if you have the habit of watching TV and sleeping without switching it off, then please change this habit. Some body, some where might need help and you would miss the chance to help them. If you used to watch TV at a high volume, then please reduce the volume. You will be helping your ailing neighbors and their family, by doing so. Thanks for listening to me.


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Uma
Freelancer

Friday, April 26, 2013

Kamesh's Haikus

Here are my collection of favourite Haikus:
 
Goddess
I don't talk religion,
but have you ever worshiped
                        - a goddess?


Tulip
Steamy room
the tulip petals
spread wide


Sunrise
In
 and
   out
     of the salty sea
        Sunrise now......

Tongue
Speaking in tongues
my body understands
every word of you

I Love You
My name drowned in your tongue
but you still want me
to tell you I Love You.

Peach Tree
Keep straight down this block,
then turn right where you will find
a peach tree blooming

Your Haikus?
Did you love reading this? Share your blog links, in the comments, if you have written any Haikus. Would love to read them.

Thanks for coming.
Kamesh



Friday, April 19, 2013

An overview of May day celebration in Shanghai, China

I continue to write my experiences during my visits to China. My second official visit to China was in April-May 2005. On 30th April I was in a city called Suzhou, 110 Kms from Shanghai, a well developed  beautiful City. 1st of May, is a public holiday in China.

Since I had to travel to another City on May 2nd, I took the road to Shanghai on 1st of May. I always make sure that I take a local representative along with me, whenever I travel on the road, in China. We left Suzhaou in a car after a light breakfast on 1st of May. China's infrastructure development is phenomenal and travel time is much reduced because of the same. You would find for miles and miles high rise roads taking you from one city to the other. Only four wheelers use these roads. The roads are divided into 3 lanes. One lane is meant for the slow moving trucks, one for the medium speed vehicles and one for fast moving vehicles. You can choose the lane depending on the car's speed.

Travel from Suzhou to Shanghai, a distance of 110 Kms, take approx. an hour across the Industrial towns. You will find most of the manufacturing Industry in this belt. The western countries started to set up their manufacturing units even before India started to weigh the pros and cons of its ventures in its neighboring country. Many American companies have their manufacturing bases in China. We always think that the products made in China are low quality products, which is not true. Chinese are quick learners and they produce best quality products when they are trained properly. China is the home for many Automobile companies in addition to Electronic goods manufacturing units.

I was curious, when I started my journey from Suzhou, to see how the Chinese celebrate the May day. My travel was through the Industrial areas between the two cities. In India, May day celebrations are organized by the Communist Labor Unions in the Industrial Areas. They celebrate the May day by hoisting red flags, taking out processions etc.,. To my surprise, along the route which spanned more than 100kms, I didn't find a single red flag or any sort of meeting any where.I reached Shanghai in the afternoon. I asked one of my colleagues about the absence of any May day celebration in a communist Country. He surprised me by saying,"These people quietly enjoy the May day. You got to be in the banks of Yangtze river in the evening to see the real celebration". This river flows right at the center of the city. I was told to get the feel of the famous river cruise amidst the beautifully lit buildings on both sides of the river.

I took some rest in my hotel room and went to River Yangtze in the evening, to watch the celebration.  When I got down from the car around 7.30pm, I just couldn't believe my eyes. I saw sea of people walking on the banks and the street vendors selling various eatables. Quite naturally, the scene reminded me of our ever crowded Marina Beach in Chennai, India. But this crowd was atleast 5 times more than that of Marina's crowd during summer weekends in the evening. I took photographs of the celebrations, but they are not in the digital format, right now. I will scan and post them here, later.

My notion, that May day would be celebrated in a communist country with much more fanfare than in India, was false. If only people of India learn to celebrate May day as calmly as Chinese do! Or any celebration for that matter! Sigh!

In my next post, I am going to share with you, the life style of Chinese people and their hospitality to Indian visitors.

Bye my dear friends, till I meet you all with my next blog,

Vijayan









Thursday, April 18, 2013

A Very Interesting Experience in China - Chengdu

After a gap of a few months, I start writing again. I want to share some of my interesting travel experiences  in India and abroad.This post is about a very interesting experience in China.

This was in June 2005, my third trip to China. The trip was mainly to find a suitable JV partner for setting up a manufacturing unit in one of the newly developing provinces of China.

I was travelling from one place to another on this assignment. I always used to reach Shanghai either via KL or Singapore or Bangkok to make it cost effective. I made this trip via Singapore since I already had acquired permission from my bosses for a break in the journey to visit Singapore when I return. I went to the Singapore Embassy and applied for the Singapore Visa. I handed over my original Indian Passport for the Visa stamping, as per the procedure. They gave an acknowledgement slip, for having collected my passport. The visa stamped passport is due to be given back to me on the third day.

As per planned visits, the next day I have to leave for Chengdu, southwest of China, to visit one of the manufacturers. I got the boarding pass in Shanghai to travel to Chengdu. I showed the Xerox copy of the passport after explaining that the original passport is with the Singapore consulate. That day evening after finishing my official work, officers from the company dropped me back at the airport and asked me if I need any help, " I said, no, thanks" and bid goodbye to them as it was too early for boarding time.

About an hour before the departure of the flight, I approached the check in counter for the boarding pass. The official asked me, for the passport along with ticket. I showed him the xerox copy of the passport and the acknowledgement slip given by the Singapore consulate. He refused to issue boarding pass and called in the Security in charge. I tried to explain to the security in charge in English. But he could not understand what ever I told him. Very less people in China understand English.

I started getting butterflies in my stomach. The thoughts that crossed my mind - I don't have my original passport. What will I do, if they detain me and don't let me fly?

By then a young female officer at the security check who was watching what was going on, came to my rescue. She started explaining things to the officer in Chinese but he didn't look convinced. I guessed that she suggested him to talk to his superior. He rang up some one and talked for few minutes on the phone. He came to the check in counter and told the officer something in Chinese. The boarding pass was issued. I went through the security check and boarded the plane. I started to breath only after the flight took off to Shanghai.

Later, I learned that the Chinese government had made English, as part of the school curriculum. So that the younger generation can interact with the international business groups, when China opened up its economy to the global market.

These days, I find young students interpreting in all the business meetings, which is a welcome change in China.

What could have been my plight, if no body understood English, then?

Vijayan

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Monday, March 4, 2013

Water Patterns - My new Iphone5

Was just trying my new Iphone5 on Sunday. Isn't the changes in the patterns interesting?

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Uma
Freelancer