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Another thought-provoking message and interview by award-winning director T.S. Nagabharana began with a beautifully curated display of Mysore sandalwood, designed with a touch of local culture and the Kannada language. His heartfelt emphasis on the importance of Kannada and its role in creating employment opportunities for Kannadigas is truly commendable. Director Nagabharana’s suggestion that the local language should be actively implemented and promoted is both timely and admirable. His initiatives during the COVID period, which inspired several countries to adopt and recognize Kannada in their own cultural exchanges, deserve special appreciation. One of his most striking observations was about governance: “Administrators like IAS and IPS officers can work wonders, while political rulers stay in power for just five years.” This highlights the lasting impact that committed administrators can have, beyond political terms. His balanced recommendation of encouraging both the local language Kannada and the international language English as tools for empowerment is practical and inclusive—it has the potential to benefit every citizen, especially the youth. A truly inspiring and meaningful message from Director T.S. Nagabharana. K.Ragavam 13-6-25 https://youtu.be/bt7maOTbLyo?si=jXPyfvgjNhuF-kbx

Small Story 275.

Small Story 275: Unexpected Acceptance Roshani visited her friend Shyamala, who was grieving the tragic loss of her only son, Rishi, in the recent Cricket Celebration Stampede. Rishi, just 17, was a bright student and a passionate cricket player. He had dreams of playing for the national team one day, having already shown great promise in local matches. On the day of the stampede, Rishi hadn’t planned to attend the event. But when a friend offered him a pass to see his favorite cricketer—the national team captain—he asked his parents for permission and excitedly went along. What was meant to be a joyful day turned into a nightmare. The overcrowded venue led to a stampede, and tragically, Rishi was among the victims. When Roshani arrived, she found Shyamala overwhelmed with sorrow. Seeing her friend broke her heart—Rishi was her world. Roshani struggled to find the right words to console her, knowing that no words could ever fill the void left by such an irreparable loss. Despite her deep grief, Shyamala had composed herself, at least outwardly. Her husband, however, was still unable to speak, paralyzed by the shock. Roshani spent some quiet time with them, offering what little comfort she could. As Roshani was leaving, Shyamala whispered through her tears, “No compensation from the authorities can ever bring back our Rishi. This loss is beyond measure. But I have come to understand—no matter how sudden or painful, we have to accept what life, or perhaps God, places before us.” Roshani left with a heavy heart, touched by the unexpected strength and acceptance shown by a mother who had lost everything in a moment. K.Ragavan 13-6-25

AirIndia Mishap.

Tragic and Unfortunate Air India Mishap The recent Air India flight from Ahmedabad to London met with a tragic and shocking mishap near the airport. The incident, which occurred when the aircraft was at an altitude of just 625 feet and reportedly struck a building, has left more than 200 passengers of various nationalities affected. This heartbreaking event has sent shockwaves to the families and loved ones of those on board. It is both unbelievable and deeply saddening. My sincere and heartfelt condolences go out to the victims and their families during this incredibly difficult time. I also wish a speedy and full recovery to those who were injured. The aircraft, which was relatively young—less than 12 years old—and considered to be one of the reliable models in service, now comes under scrutiny. However, it is premature to place blame without the full facts. A thorough investigation must be conducted to uncover the real causes behind this tragedy. Accountability is essential, and those found responsible must not be spared. Let us hope that the investigation brings clarity, justice, and measures to prevent such mishaps in the future. This is undoubtedly one of the most unfortunate aviation disasters in recent months. K.Ragavan 12-6-25

Small Story 274.

Small Story 274: A Miracle at the Wedding Seshan was finally happy. After several reminders from his old friend Sethu, he arrived at Tiruchendur and checked into the hotel where his room had been reserved. Seshan and Sethu were both from Tirunelveli and had been close friends for more than three and a half decades. After retiring from India Cements, Seshan had moved to Bengaluru to live with his son. Sethu had migrated to Sydney, where his own son had settled. Though the two friends hadn't met in years, they stayed in close touch through daily video calls and messages. Sethu’s grandson’s wedding was fixed in Tiruchendur, and Seshan had come to attend. The bride, also from Tiruchendur originally, lived with her parents in Sydney. A few minutes after Seshan arrived at the hotel, Sethu came to greet his old friend with joy. Sethu asked Seshan why his wife hadn’t come along. Seshan explained that she had to attend a close relative’s wedding in Bengaluru and couldn’t make it. That evening, the pre-wedding function went smoothly, followed by the wedding the next morning. Both the bride and groom were charming and well-mannered, admired by everyone. The reception dinner that evening was special. There were four sweets—favorites of both Seshan and Sethu: Wheat Halwa, Badam Cake, Badhusha, and Cashew Burfi. Both men loved sweets, and thanks to God’s grace, neither was diabetic. They savored every bite with childlike joy. Suddenly, Seshan received a call from his son. After the call, his face lit up with joy. He turned to Sethu and said, “Come closer, I have some wonderful news.” Seshan continued, “Last week, when you invited me to the wedding, my wife Kanaka was unwell. She had been admitted to the hospital, and the initial diagnosis was malignant. We were waiting for a second opinion from a top specialist who was out of station. He returned yesterday, and today my son met him. After reviewing the reports, he confirmed that it was just an ordinary boil. Nothing serious.” Seshan’s eyes filled with happy tears as he added, “Kanaka told me to come here and attend the wedding as planned. She confidently said, ‘Invite Sethu and everyone to our home in Bengaluru for a feast.’” Sethu was overwhelmed. The fact that Kanaka, even during a health scare, had insisted on Seshan attending the wedding and extended such a heartfelt invitation, filled him with deep emotion. The strength of their friendship, the love of a devoted wife, and the miracle of good news—everything came together to make the moment unforgettable. K.Ragavan 12-6-25

Kudos to Professor Gnana chandran

Kudos to Professor Gnanachandran and the Group MaduraiVeerans. Ever since I joined the Madurai Veerans group, not only did I reconnect with old friends, but I also had the privilege of meeting highly knowledgeable individuals like Professor Gnanachandran—a remarkable personality who began his career as a medical representative and went on to create a unique identity in the field of education and innovation. Professor Gnanachandran has made significant contributions through his dedicated teaching and his commitment to finding practical solutions for pressing health challenges. His work has been recognized with numerous accolades from esteemed educational institutions and colleges. Most recently, his innovative efforts to address widespread deficiencies of Vitamin B12 and Vitamin D—a growing concern in today's world—have earned him further respect and appreciation. His passion for improving human well-being through research and innovation is truly inspiring. Kudos to Professor Gnanachandran for bringing pride to our Madurai Veerans group, and heartfelt congratulations to the group itself for being a platform that connects such inspiring individuals! With Warm regards,. K.Ragavan 11-6-25

Small Story 273.

Small Story 273. A New Destiny for Shravanth Bhagya boarded the bus at Bengaluru bus station, heading to Hassan to see her grandchildren. Her daughter Suma lived there with her husband Keshav and their twin sons, Bharath and Sharath. Keshav, a native of Hassan, owned ancestral property and an old family house there. Although a postgraduate, he had resigned from his college job to focus on agriculture and fruit farming. After a few hours of journey, Bhagya reached Hassan, where she was warmly greeted by her son-in-law, Keshav. He drove her to their beautiful home, located three kilometers away, surrounded by a lovely garden. At the entrance, Suma welcomed her mother with the twins, Bharath and Sharath, by her side. Suma had prepared delicious sweets—Badam Cake and Mysore Pak—which they all enjoyed together. After a hearty lunch, Bhagya took some rest. Since the passing of her husband three years ago, Bhagya had been living alone in her house in Jayanagar, built by her late husband, who had been an engineer. Though Suma was her only daughter and had repeatedly asked her mother to come live with them, Bhagya always refused, choosing instead to stay in the house filled with memories. Suma, now 38, was a graceful and disciplined woman, raising her sons with care. The boys, in 8th grade, were doing well in their studies, consistently scoring top ranks. During this visit, Bhagya once again declined her daughter’s request to stay with them permanently. However, she asked for a different favor—she wanted to take one of the twins back with her to Bengaluru and raise him to become a doctor. After discussing with Keshav, Suma agreed and presented the idea to the boys. Shravanth was excited by the thought of city life and the opportunity to further develop his sports interests. He decided to go with his grandmother after the final exams. After three years apart, Bhagya had finally reunited with her daughter and grandchildren. Now, as she returned to Bengaluru with one grandson by her side, her heart was full. Not only was her wish coming true, but Suma was also happy to support her mother’s dream, even if Bhagya had refused to stay with them. It was a bittersweet parting—filled with love, hope, and a new destiny. K.Ragavan 11-6-25

Small Story 272

Small Story 272. Deserving Honour After returning from his morning work at the studio, the award-winning editor Krishna Urs—known simply as "Urs" in the film industry—received an unexpected call. To his surprise, the voice on the other end was unfamiliar. The caller introduced himself as Natwarlal, representing a network media company based in the United States. He informed Urs that he was currently in Chennai and wanted to meet him in person. They agreed to meet the next day at the Canimora Hotel. Before Urs could ask any questions, Natwarlal added that a car would pick him up at 10 AM sharp—and to his amazement, Natwarlal correctly mentioned his home address. Urs, a veteran editor from Karnataka, had contributed to over 775 films across various Indian languages and received numerous awards, including National Awards. His dedication and skill had earned him immense respect in the industry. Yet, this sudden attention from an international company left him both excited and curious. The next morning, as promised, a car arrived at 10 AM. A man named Sathish introduced himself and drove Urs to the hotel. In a beautifully decorated room, Natwarlal greeted him warmly. Over coffee, Natwarlal explained: “Mr. Urs, I heard about you through Ram, a leading blogger whose stories we’ve been following closely. Our company is now venturing into family-oriented films in both Tamil and Kannada. Ram strongly recommended you not only as an editor but also as a director for one of his scripts—a family drama. Given your vast experience and dedication, I fully agree with his suggestion.”Also as per his suggestion Vel is our Cinematographer. Urs was deeply moved. He remembered Ram, a popular writer and blogger, whom he had met once and interacted with regularly online. Their bond had grown through shared respect and admiration. That Ram had such confidence in him touched Urs deeply. Without hesitation, Urs signed the agreement. He thanked Natwarlal for the opportunity and for introducing him to the network, all thanks to Ram’s recommendation. Later, back at home, Urs called Ram to express his heartfelt gratitude. Ram laughed and replied warmly, “You are truly deserving, my friend. I know your caliber—more importantly, I know your character. You’re a good human being, hardworking and committed to your craft.” Urs was silent for a moment, overwhelmed with emotion. Then he whispered, “God has blessed me with a true elder brother.” K.Ragavan 10-6-25