Wednesday, July 1, 2026

Small Story 659.T

 Small Story 659

வாழ்க்கை அழகானது – பகுதி 4


இரவு உணவை முடித்துவிட்டு ராம் ஒரு ஆட்டோவில் வீட்டிற்கு வந்தார். தனது எஜமானர் திரும்பி வந்ததைப் பார்த்த டாமி மகிழ்ச்சியில் துள்ளிக் குதித்தது. ராம் அன்புடன் டாமியைத் தட்டிக் கொடுத்து, அதற்கு இரவு உணவை வைத்தார்.


பிறகு, தனது வழக்கமான நாற்காலியில் அமர்ந்து, தனக்குப் பிடித்த பத்திரிகையைப் படிக்கத் தொடங்கினார். இரவு 10 மணி வரை பத்திரிகைகள் படிப்பது அவரது அன்றாட வழக்கம். சரியாக 10.15 மணிக்கு அவர் உறங்கச் செல்வார். மைசூருக்கு பணிமாற்றம் செய்யப்பட்டு வந்த கடந்த பதினைந்து ஆண்டுகளாக இந்த ஒழுக்கத்தை அவர் தவறாமல் கடைப்பிடித்து வந்தார்.


அதற்கு முன்பு அவர் கோயில்கள் நிறைந்த அழகிய நகரமான மதுரையிலும், பின்னர் பெங்களூரிலும் பணியாற்றியிருந்தார். மொத்தமாக இருபத்தைந்து ஆண்டுகள் பணியாற்றிய பின் அவர் மைசூருக்கு மாற்றப்பட்டார்.


அவரது தாயாரே அவருக்கு உலகம். அவரைத் தவிர வேறு யாரும் குடும்பத்தில் இல்லை. தாயார் மறைந்த பிறகுதான் ராமுக்கு மைசூருக்கு மாற்றம் கிடைத்தது.


ஒவ்வொரு இரவும் உறங்கச் செல்லும் முன், தனது தாயாரின் புகைப்படத்தின் முன் நின்று, கைகளை கூப்பி, "அம்மா... நான் உங்களை மிகவும் நினைக்கிறேன். இனிய இரவு வணக்கம்," என்று மெதுவாகச் சொல்லிவிட்டு, அதன் பிறகே படுக்கைக்குச் செல்வார்.


காலை 5.30 மணிக்கு அவர் எழுந்துவிடுவார். தனக்காக ஒரு கோப்பை தேநீரையும், டாமிக்காக பாலும் தயார் செய்வார். அதன் பிறகு, இருவரும் சேர்ந்து காலை நடைப்பயிற்சிக்குச் செல்வார்கள்.


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(தொடரும்...)

Highest views .

 June was a milestone for my creativity blog! It reached an all-time high of 234,258 views, a huge jump from around 900 readers in the early days.

This achievement has made me incredibly happy. After years of consistent effort, it's rewarding to see my work reach and inspire so many readers. This milestone has boosted my confidence and motivated me to create even better content in the days ahead.

Thank you to everyone who has supported and read my blog. Your encouragement means a lot!

With Warm regards,

K.Ragavan

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Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Happy Doctors day.

 Happy Doctors day

On the happy occasion of Doctors' Day, I pay my heartfelt tribute to the entire medical fraternity for their unwavering dedication and selfless service to suffering humanity.

Having spent three decades in the pharmaceutical industry (1963–1993), I had the privilege of meeting and working with many doctors. Even today, I fondly remember their compassion, commitment, and tireless efforts to care for their patients.

The medical profession is one of the noblest professions and has always earned the respect and gratitude of society for its invaluable contribution to humanity.

On this special day, I extend my warmest wishes to all doctors. Happy Doctors' Day! May you continue your noble mission of healing, serving, and bringing hope to countless lives.

With sincere respect and gratitude.

K.Ragavan

Small Story 658.

 Small Story 658.

Life Is Beautiful – 3

Whenever Ram and Raj met, they would discuss various social issues. Since Ram was a journalist, their conversation began that way on this occasion as well.


Ram: I read in today's newspaper about the brutal attack carried out by the Naxalites. They killed our security personnel. It is deeply painful.


Raj: Yes, I read that news too.


Ram: It is very unfortunate that such an incident happened despite all the security arrangements. The government should take swift action.


Raj: You're right. I wonder where they are getting their weapons from.


Ram: Poverty, injustice, and lack of education are the main reasons why the Naxalite movement emerged in our country.


Raj: I completely agree. Appropriate measures should be taken to bring this problem under control.


Ram: Yes.


At that moment, Pinky came in carrying a tray of sweets.


Pinky: Uncle, here's your favorite Mysore Pak. Please have some.


Ram: Thank you, dear. I, too, need to control my habit of eating too many sweets.


Pinky: That's not really a problem, Uncle. You walk three kilometers every day. You also take very good care of your health and maintain your body weight.


Ram: Even so, I should be careful. I'll just have one piece.


Raj: It doesn't look like the rain is going to stop. Why don't you stay here tonight and leave tomorrow morning?


Ram: Thank you. But my friend Tommy is alone at home, so I have to go.


Raj: All right. In that case, at least have dinner before you leave.


K. Raghavan

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(To be continued…)

Monday, June 29, 2026

Small Story 657.

 Small Story 657

Liife is Beautiful – 2

Murthy works as a manager in a multinational pharmaceutical company. His entire world revolves around his wife, Aarthi, and their daughter, Nirmala.

Ram lived in the apartment next door to Murthy's. Murthy had built that apartment building ten years earlier. On several occasions, he had asked Ram, "Why did you take voluntary retirement from your college job?"

Ram would always give the same answer: "Because I wanted to enjoy a peaceful and tranquil life."

After that, Murthy never questioned him further about the reason.

On weekends and public holidays, Ram and Nirmala would spend time playing their favorite games—carrom and Monopoly.

In the evenings, Ram would often visit another friend of his, Raj. Raj was a journalist, and like Ram, he had a keen interest in many subjects.

One day, Raj invited Ram to attend his daughter Pinky's birthday celebration that evening.

At around 4:00 p.m. that day, it suddenly began to rain heavily. Although Mysuru is a delightful city, no one can predict when it will rain during the monsoon season because its weather is influenced by the monsoon over the nearby Coorg (Madikeri/Mercara) region.

The rain continued until 6:00 p.m. Despite the heavy downpour, Ram hired an auto-rickshaw and went to Raj's house.

Raj and his wife, Deepa, were delighted to see Ram.

Raj said, "Ram, I'm so happy that you came despite such heavy rain."

With a smile, Ram replied, "I'm happy to be here to celebrate your daughter Pinky's birthday, Raj."

He then walked over to Pinky and said, "Happy Birthday! May you always be healthy and happy."

He handed her the gift he had brought with him.

— K. Ragavan

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Tribute to GKR.

 The demise of G. K. Ramamurthy, popularly known as GKR, is a great loss to the pharmaceutical world. He served in several pharmaceutical companies in top leadership positions and made a significant impact on their growth and success. His association with companies such as Cipla, Crosslands, and later, associated withRanbaxy if I am right, reflected  his exceptional marketing vision and leadership. His bold and innovative marketing strategies helped elevate these companies to greater heights. As a former pharma professional, I always heard about him simply as "GKR"—a name that commanded immense respect across the industry. His passing marks the end of an era, and he will be remembered for his remarkable contributions to pharmaceutical marketing and management.

K.Ragavan

Sunday, June 28, 2026

Small Story 656

 Small Story  656 .

 Life Is Beautiful

A New Story

Chapter 1

This story is entirely fictional. All the characters appearing in it are products of my imagination. I begin this story today.

It was 7:00 a.m. The city of Mysuru was calm and peaceful. A light drizzle was falling. Men and women were taking their morning walks in a roadside park. The park was one of the well-known landmarks of Yadavagiri, one of Mysuru's most beautiful neighborhoods.

The hero of our story, Professor Ram, a retired academic, was taking a leisurely morning walk with his beloved pet dog, Tommy. Walking with Tommy every morning had become part of his daily routine.

At exactly 8:00 a.m., as he had done unfailingly for the past fifteen years, he stopped at his favorite bakery to buy a loaf of bread for breakfast.

Ram's life had been filled with adventure and sacrifice. At 57 years of age, he had never married. He was a man of high ideals and strong principles. He was also a deeply devoted follower of Sri Ramanuja, whom he revered as the great spiritual teacher who established and upheld the philosophy of the Sri Vaishnava tradition.

After finishing his walk and buying the bread, Ram returned to the modest apartment building that he had built twenty years earlier.

Just then, his neighbor, Moorthy, saw him and greeted him with a warm smile.

Moorthy: "Good morning, Professor! Have you finished your morning walk?"

Ram: "Yes."

Moorthy: "What's your plan for today?"

Ram: "I haven't decided anything yet."

Moorthy: "In that case, come over and join me for lunch today."

Ram: "Not today. I'll come another day."

(To be continued...)

— K. Ragavan

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