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Tribute to Cinematographer Sakthi (Sakthivel) – 866 Today, I’m happy to pen a few words about yet another interesting film personality who has made a mark with his impressive work in the world of advertising films—none other than Sakthi (Sakthivel). Known for his impactful visuals and creative storytelling, Sakthi has carved a niche for himself through a series of high-quality ad films for leading brands and prestigious hotels. I’ve been observing his work for some time now, and I must say I’m truly impressed by his keen eye for detail and the artistic finesse in his cinematography. He is undoubtedly a talented and promising upcoming cinematographer to watch out for. Tamil Nadu has been a nurturing ground for many brilliant technicians in the film industry, especially in the field of cinematography. Incidentally, Sakthi hails from Saidapet, Chennai, if I’m not mistaken. It gives me immense joy to celebrate and acknowledge the journey of such a creative soul. As I have often mentioned in this column, I take great pride in appreciating individuals who excel in their respective fields—and Sakthi is certainly one of them. I'm also pleased to share that he is my friend on the popular social platform Facebook.Few films he has done independently shows his acceptance in the field. Here’s wishing Sakthi a very bright and successful future in the Tamil film industry and beyond. Keep shining! K. Ragavan 14-4-25 Until We Meet Again Next Week, ---

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Small Story 215 "Ippadium Nadakuma – A Real-Life Twist" It was Tamil New Year’s Day, and the much-anticipated movie Ippadium Nadakuma, an investigative thriller written and directed by Ram, had just released. The film starred the award-winning actor Jai, known for his powerful performances and deep connection with his audience. Wanting to gauge the public’s reaction firsthand, Jai decided to visit Srileka Theater in a simple disguise—wearing a white dhoti and shirt. Blending in with the crowd, no one recognized the superstar amidst the bustling audience. The theater was packed, largely due to Jai’s star power and the buzz around the movie. During the intermission, he listened to the crowd's excited chatter. “The suspense is incredible,” someone said. “Director Ram has handled it beautifully—I still can’t guess what’ll happen next!” another exclaimed. The theater owner, Nagarjun, was observing the crowd when he noticed an elderly man in a dhoti standing alone. “Where’s your ticket, sir?” he asked politely. “I lost it in the crowd,” the man replied. Without hesitation, Nagarjun said, “No problem, sir. Please come upstairs,” and arranged a special seat for him. Unbeknownst to him, the man he helped was none other than Actor Jai himself. The film ended to loud applause. Audience feedback was overwhelmingly positive—85% rated it highly. People praised Jai’s performance, Ram’s direction, Shakthi Vel 's breathtaking cinematography, and the seamless music and editing by Shekar Urs. The next afternoon, Nagarjun received a surprising call—an invitation from Jai’s secretary to visit the actor’s home for tea at 6 PM. At exactly 6 PM, Nagarjun arrived. He was warmly welcomed by the secretary and soon greeted by Jai himself, now dressed in his usual pant and half-shirt. “I’m honored, sir,” Nagarjun said, humbled. “I never expected to meet an award-winning actor in his home!” Jai smiled. “You are welcome, my friend. Your humanitarian gesture yesterday touched me. You respected an old man who’d lost his ticket. That was me.” Nagarjun was stunned. “That was you, sir? I’m speechless!” “I’m equally amazed at how I was treated, even without being recognized,” Jai said with a chuckle. “It was a real-life scene fitting the title—Ippadium Nadakuma—‘Can this really happen?’” After some photos, warm conversation, and a gift of a fine pen, Nagarjun left with immense joy and a heart full of memories. Indeed, life had mirrored cinema—Ippadium Nadakuma. K.Ragavan 14-4-25 ---

Amazing write up in Nagarathar magazine in April 25 issue.

The Kadhai Surabi Versatile Editor’s Andal-Rangamannar Kalyanam was beautifully presented, and the elaboration of the divine wedding was done with great detail and devotion. I have been regularly reading and listening to Kadhai Surabi channel's content as and when it's released. The amazing Versatile Editor, Writer, and Lead Editor has truly proven her mettle—not just in her profession, but also through this channel, which has significantly created awareness among viewers about our rich cultural values. Wishing her all the very best for her future creative endeavors on the channel. I am confident that the number of subscribers will continue to grow steadily. With warm regards, K. Ragavan 13-4-25 ---

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Small Story 214: A Good Gesture Always Helps Muthu had just joined a prestigious export office at Parry's Corner, Chennai. The company specialized in exporting garments to South Asian countries, with manufacturing units based in Tirupur. The owner, Mr. Shankaran Pillai, was a kind-hearted businessman known for helping professionals from all walks of life. Muthu's mother, Maragatham, worked as a cook in Mr. Pillai's house in Anna Nagar. Out of generosity, he had also provided them with a comfortable outhouse to stay in. Muthu's father, Somashekar, was a weaving inspector who had tragically passed away in an accident a few months earlier. He had been a good friend of Shankaran Pillai. Muthu’s education was funded by Mr. Pillai, and after graduation, he offered Muthu a job as an accountant in his company, where Muthu started just the day before. Shankaran Pillai had a daughter, Gayathri, who had lost her ability to speak at a young age. Despite consulting many doctors, her condition remained unchanged. Nevertheless, Gayathri was a brilliant student, earning a gold medal in her M.Com degree. She was also known for her grace and beauty. Mr. Pillai, originally from Tirunelveli, had worked hard to build his business empire and earned immense respect in the industry. Muthu was given a separate cabin in the well-equipped office, reflecting the generous and thoughtful nature of his boss. The workplace had around twenty employees and a comfortable environment. One evening, when Muthu returned home, he found many relatives gathered at the house. His mother informed him that Meenakshi, Mr. Pillai’s wife, had suffered a massive cardiac arrest. She was deeply concerned about Gayathri's future and how she would cope after her demise. With a heavy heart, Meenakshi expressed her wish to see someone trustworthy like Muthu take care of her daughter. She made it clear to Maragatham that she wasn’t pressuring anyone but hoped Muthu might consider marrying Gayathri. When Shankaran Pillai heard this, he was overwhelmed with joy at the thought of such a noble match. To everyone’s astonishment, Muthu readily agreed. He made it clear that his love and commitment were only for Gayathri, not her wealth. A month later, their wedding was celebrated in a grand and heartwarming manner. The guests were astonished by Muthu’s selfless decision. A few months into the marriage, a new doctor named Ramesh examined Gayathri. Through his treatment, she slowly regained her speech. Dr. Ramesh then revealed something incredible — Muthu's father, Somashekar, had helped him during his struggling student days, and this was his way of repaying that kindness. He smiled and said, "You wanted to repay Mr. Pillai, and I wanted to repay your father." Hearing this, Meenakshi was filled with joy and peace. She said, “Maybe my heart attack was destined to bring about all these good things.” Indeed, a good gesture always helps — often in ways one never expects. K.Ragavan 13-4-25

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-Small Story 213. A New Year’s Reunion Radhika was anxiously looking out the gate, wondering if the courier man had arrived. Her brother, Ram, had called from London the day before and mentioned he had sent her a saree for Tamil New Year, which falls on April 14th. Every year without fail, Ram sent a gift to his only sister — a gesture of his deep love and affection. Ram had never married, having lost his dear friend to a health issue in his youth. Now 48, he had a good physique and a charming personality, working with a leading financial group. He visited Radhika and her family in Bengaluru once every two years. That evening, the courier man finally delivered a beautiful saree for Radhika and a box of chocolates for her daughter, Vasanthy. Radhika, five years older than Ram, had looked after him like a son after their parents passed away. Vasanthy returned home from work and was delighted to receive her favorite chocolates from her beloved uncle. She shared a close friendship with Nandhini, a 38-year-old doctor who remained unmarried. Vasanthy had, many times, hinted at her uncle Ram to Nandhini, who always listened quietly without giving much away. The next day, Vasanthy brought some chocolates for Nandhini. As soon as Nandhini tasted them, she remarked, “You won’t get this brand here… must be from Ram.” Vasanthy smiled, “Yes, you're right. But when it comes to Ram, you're not giving me a clear answer.” Nandhini replied thoughtfully, “If Ram has already made up his mind…” “I will make sure he agrees to marry you,” Vasanthy said firmly. “But he’s 48 and I’m 38 — that's a big age gap.” “My grandparents had a 15-year gap,” Vasanthy said. “Times are changing, and it’s up to you now.” Nandhini finally smiled and agreed. The next day, Vasanthy emailed Ram a picture of Nandhini. Ram was stunned. She was the very person he had once loved and lost touch with during his student days. He immediately called Radhika and Vasanthy, full of emotion. With joy and tears, Ram agreed to the match. Vasanthy’s determination wasn’t just about matchmaking. For over a decade, Ram had sent sarees and gifts every New Year, showing his unwavering love and connection to her and her mother. She simply wanted to give him back something meaningful — a chance at love and companionship. K.Ragavan 12-4-25

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An Unpredictable Market https://www.newindiaabroad.com/english/news/an-unpredictable-market my Letter in NewIndiaAbroad US on 11April 25

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Letter Published in The National UAE on 11 April 25 A spectacular week of tariff U-turns The National UAE, Middle East and world breaking news, stories and analysis April 11, 2025 An unpredictable market With reference to Deenal Kamel's report Asian stocks and oil market rout continues as Trump tariffs take effect (April 9): The impact of the Trump administration's tariffs on Asian stocks and the oil market was spectacular to see this week, even as most reciprocal tariffs are now on hold for 90 days. The market rout, driven by the tariffs, is causing significant turmoil not only in Asia but also across global financial markets. The article delves into the concerns that these measures are creating, with particular focus on how the tariffs have led to growing anxiety regarding the economic consequences. Beyond just the Asian markets, other international markets are still grappling with uncertainty, as many countries fear long-term implications of Donald Trump's actions. The tariffs have triggered wide panic, with investors and global leaders expressing deep concerns about future trade relationships, supply chains and overall economic stability. The article emphasises the broader geopolitical ramifications, showing that tariffs influence not just stock markets but also oil prices, and both were showing signs of volatility and a potential slump before the U-turn. The concerns about the future have intensified, as many countries brace for further policy change and their potential impact on global trade and economic conditions. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

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Small Story 212. Room No. 212 Chetan arrived at Room No. 212 in a posh office building housing over 250 office suites. At the reception, he informed the receptionist that he had come to meet Mr. Raghuram. She informed him that Mr. Raghuram was delayed due to some work and would arrive in about fifteen minutes. "Would you like some tea while you wait?" she asked politely. "No, thank you," Chetan whispered, settling quietly onto a plush sofa. The reception hall was beautifully decorated, with a calm ambiance and tasteful interiors. Chetan looked around, taking it all in. He was the only son of Ram and Savitha and had recently secured the highest rank in his MBA exams. Raghuram, a close friend of his father Ram, was a well-known lawyer with strong connections in both political and corporate circles. It was Raghuram who had invited Chetan to visit his office, a sleek and stylish place that looked like something out of a TV series. While Chetan was lost in thought, someone called out, "Excuse me, you left your wallet." A beautiful woman handed him his wallet, which he had unknowingly left on the next seat. "Thank you," Chetan said with a nod. "I'm Kavya. I'm here to meet Mr. Raghuram as well," she said with a gentle smile. Chetan, who had met many women during his college days, found himself unexpectedly drawn to her—her presence and melodious voice left a lasting impression. "I’m also here to meet Raghuram," he replied, trying to keep his composure. Ten minutes later, Raghuram arrived—looking sharp in his professional attire. The receptionist sent Kavya in first, which surprised Chetan. Another ten minutes passed before Chetan was called in. He greeted Raghuram, who invited him to sit opposite. To his surprise, Kavya was still in the room, seated beside Raghuram. "Chetan," Raghuram began, "the moment I received your credentials from your father, I forwarded them to one of my clients, a leading corporate house. Kavya here is their HR Manager." Chetan was stunned. He had assumed she was another visitor, like him. Kavya smiled and said, "Chetan, I reviewed your profile and was quite impressed. You are selected for the role of Personnel Officer. We’ll send your appointment details via email, followed by a formal letter by courier." Chetan could barely believe what he was hearing. Kavya continued, "We usually assess both credentials and character before selection. Raghuram is our legal advisor, and his recommendations hold great value for us." Raghuram added, "I’ve known your father for over two decades. He's a man of integrity and never asks for favors. I invited you today on my own accord because of the respect I have for him." "Thank you, sir. Thank you, Madam Kavya," Chetan said with heartfelt gratitude. "You deserve this position," Kavya said warmly. Chetan left Room No. 212 with a beaming smile and a heart full of hope. K.Ragavan 11-4-25

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Small Story 211. Bonding Revealed in Crisis" Normally, Vishnu would wake up once in the night to use the restroom. But one night, Shobhana noticed him trying to get up and failing. Concerned, she turned on the light and saw him sitting, feeling dizzy and experiencing a sensation of vomiting. Panicking, Shobhana immediately called her daughter for help. Kotha arrived quickly and called the family physician, securing an appointment for the next day. The following morning, Kotha took her father to the doctor. He greeted them with his usual smile, examined Vishnu, and confirmed that he had a vertigo problem. Following the doctor's advice, Kotha admitted her father for observation in the hospital for one to one and a half days. Upon hearing the news, Vishnu’s other daughter, Yamuna, rushed to the hospital. The youngest daughter, Sindu, called from her location to check on the ongoing situation. That night, Vishnu's twin grandsons, Ram and Bharath,visited him in the hospital. By the next afternoon, Vishnu showed improvement, and the doctor discharged him, advising rest and some follow-up procedures, including consultation with an ENT specialist. Once home, Vishnu prayed with his family deity and took rest. The following day, he was 80% better, speaking normally and resuming his routine. In the evening, Vishnu called all his family members to thank them for their care during the crisis and for ensuring he received the right treatment. He acknowledged his good fortune, saying, "I am truly blessed with such strong family bonding—my children, wife, and especially my grandchildren. I am also thankful to the doctors for their care during this time." Vishnu reflected, "In times of crisis, you truly understand the strength of your bonds with others. I am grateful and blessed." KRagavan 10-4-25

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Small Story 210 : A Chance Encounter on the Bus Sharmila walked through the grand gate of her friend's house to visit Roshini, who had come on holiday from Bengaluru. The two women, childhood friends from Trichy’s Thilkainagar area, shared a special bond. Roshini had moved to Bengaluru after her marriage, as her husband worked there in a software company. Meanwhile, Sharmila had settled in Srirangam with her parents and was still unmarried. As soon as Sharmila stepped inside the house, Roshini, who had been waiting, greeted her warmly from the entrance. Roshini’s father, a retired judge, was home, and her mother, Shyamala, offered Sharmila sweets and snacks. “How are you and your parents, Roshini’s mother asked. “All are fine, aunty. Yesterday, I got a call from Roshini that she was coming for the holiday, so I’ve come to visit her today since my office is closed,” Sharmila replied. Roshini, with a playful smile, whispered, “I hope I can expect your wedding invitation this year.” Sharmila looked at her friend, a bit surprised. “I don’t know, Roshini…” “Why? Are you not interested in marriage?” Shyamala asked kindly. “It’s not like that, aunty. I just believe the right time and person will come along,” Sharmila responded modestly. After the conversation, Roshini led Sharmila to her room, where the two reminisced about their old days spent at Main Guard Gate and Srirangam. Amid their laughter, Roshini suddenly asked, “Did you meet Suresh recently?” Sharmila paused and shook her head. “No, Roshini. The last time I saw him was when he came to my office for a discussion with my boss.” Roshini knew Sharmila had admired Suresh, a banker whom she had met on two occasions when he visited her office for audit verifications. She liked his simplicity and respect for others, but Sharmila had never shared her feelings with him. It had been over two years since they last met, and Roshini’s question brought back old memories. After spending some time together, Sharmila decided to head back to her house. On the bus ride to Srirangam, she noticed Suresh sitting in the front seat with a woman beside him. Sharmila was taken aback. Suresh smiled when he saw her and greeted her. “Sharmila, this is my wife.” He introduced the woman sitting next to him. “Her name is Nethravathi.” Nethravathi, smiling, greeted Sharmila warmly. “I’ve heard so much about you from my husband. He always speaks highly of your kindness and simplicity.” Suresh continued, “Nethravathi is my cousin. She lost her eyesight in her younger days. I married her, hoping that one day, her vision would return. We’ve been seeing several doctors, and today we visited one in Thilai Nagar who gave us hope.” Sharmila looked at Nethravathi with empathy. “I’m sure your eyes will heal soon. I wish you the best.” Nethravathi whispered, “Thank you, Sharmila. I’m hopeful too.” As the bus journey continued, Sharmila felt a strange sense of closure. Her long-held feelings for Suresh no longer seemed as important in light of his love and devotion to Nethravathi. It felt like an old chapter of her life had gently come to an end, leaving her with a sense of peace. Later, Shyamala, hearing the news of Nethravathi’s journey, felt a deep sense of happiness. One of the problems that had troubled her family for so long was now moving toward a solution. K.Ragavan 9-4-25

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Small Story 209 "A Heartfelt Encounter: The Impact of Small Acts" Shalini had decided to walk to her favorite restaurant for breakfast, a small distance from her flat, enjoying the peaceful holiday morning. After settling into the bustling media world of Dubai, she was still adjusting to the fast-paced environment and the warm hospitality of the Arab nationals. While waiting to place her order, someone suddenly called out her name. "Madam, do you remember me?" the senior person greeted. Shalini paused for a moment, struggling to recall the face. "I'm afraid I don't," she admitted. The man continued, "Two years ago, you conducted a survey on the status and living conditions of senior citizens for your media company in our area, Tambaram. I was the one who told you about the struggles of non-pensioners, how they find it hard to make ends meet, and how the government should do more to support them." Shalini's eyes lit up. "Now I remember! You're Mr. Sadagopan from Tambaram. You wanted senior citizens to be respected and their well-being ensured." "Yes," Sadagopan smiled warmly. "I’ve joined here for a better position at a leading media company, and I’m very grateful. After your recommendations, an NGO with a philanthropic mission reached out to me. They helped verify a list of a hundred senior citizens you had mentioned, and they’ve been supporting us with Rs. 5,000 every month for the last 22 months." Shalini was taken aback. "That's incredible, sir!" "It is," Sadagopan said, his eyes welling up. "I also wanted to share with you that my daughter got a job here in a bank just 15 days ago. I’ve been wanting to thank you for the impact your words had. You truly made a difference in our lives." Shalini quickly replied, "Don't thank me, sir. You gave the voice to those in need. I just shared your appeal. But it's heartwarming to hear that the efforts we made had such an impact." After a few more minutes of conversation, Sadagopan invited Shalini to visit his daughter’s house, a kind gesture she happily accepted. As they parted ways, Shalini walked away with a smile, grateful for the realization of how far her work had reached and the positive changes it had brought to someone's life. K.Ragavan 8-4-25

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Small Story 208"Professionalism Should Be Remembered" Shalini landed at Dubai International Airport, where she was greeted by Ali, the personal staff member of a renowned media and advertisement company. She had recently been offered the position of Regional Coordinator by the company after impressing Atkinson, the Managing Director of Dubai Creative World, with her work during her time in Bengaluru at a leading creative company. After a brief rest at her hotel, the Sheraton—famous for its top-tier service—Shalini was escorted to the office, located in the expansive Media City. She was warmly welcomed by receptionist Mala, who offered her tea, biscuits, and nuts. Shalini was then led to Atkinson's office, which had an international flair, complete with time zone clocks for various locations around the world. "Welcome to Dubai Creative World, Shalini! How was your journey?" Atkinson asked with a friendly smile. "It was fine, Mr. Atkinson," Shalini responded, feeling a sense of excitement. After being introduced to the team, Atkinson handed her the official appointment letter for the position of Regional Coordinator. The terms and conditions of the offer left Shalini thrilled, especially knowing she would be staying in the luxurious Sheraton Hotel for the next ten days for training. Upon completion of her training, she would be provided with a flat to stay in. Shalini reflected on how much she owed to her previous company, where her presentations and knowledge had earned her a great reputation. She also remembered her boss, Ram, who had given her the proper training and guidance, and how his mentorship had helped her reach this point. Later that day, Shalini called her mother, Pratima, to share the good news about her package. "All of this is because of your previous company and your boss Ram, you should never forget that," Pratima reminded her. "I know, mummy," Shalini said, nodding. "For my success today, Ram is responsible." K.Ragavan 7-4-25all story e08

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**Tribute to Cinematographer Satya Hegde** Today, I am delighted to pen a tribute to an exceptionally talented cinematographer from the Kannada film industry — Satya Hegde. A man whose work has beautifully captured both the grandeur and subtle beauty of Indian cinema. Satya Hegde’s journey into cinematography was fueled by his deep passion for the craft. He pursued a diploma in Cinematography from Jayachamarajendra Polytechnic in Bengaluru, which laid the foundation for his successful career. His early work began under the guidance of the renowned B.C. Gourishankar. Through this mentorship, Hegde honed his craft and grew into a versatile cinematographer, capable of capturing the intricacies of intimate moments as well as the grandiosity of large-scale scenes. Throughout his career, Satya Hegde has collaborated with other celebrated cinematographers such as H.S. Venu, Das, and Rajan. These collaborations enriched his understanding of the craft and gave him a unique perspective that would shine in his later works. With more than a dozen films to his credit, Satya Hegde has demonstrated his mastery of lighting, composition, and camera work in a range of projects. One film that particularly stands out is *Myna* (Kannada), a recent release where Satya Hegde’s brilliance in cinematography is unmistakable. The stunning visuals — from the indoor shots to the breathtaking outdoor scenes, including the waterfalls and Castle Rock Station — showcase his immense talent. The film itself was a visual treat, and I believe it wouldn’t have been as captivating without Hegde’s exceptional eye for detail. His contribution to enhancing the narrative with his visuals, paired with the lovely editing and direction by Naga Shekar, made *Myna* a truly beautiful cinematic experience. Despite receiving accolades for his best work in a few notable Kannada films, Satya Hegde has also worked with popular directors and actors, consistently proving his mettle. Apart from *Myna*, I have enjoyed his work in *Duniya*, *Sparsha*, *Manasaare*, and several other films. Today, as regional films embrace the art of cinematography more than ever, Satya Hegde’s work continues to inspire countless young filmmakers and cinematographers. It’s heartening to see the growing interest among youth in pursuing cinematography — a field that demands both technical skill and an artistic eye. Regional cinema, including Kannada films, now boasts cinematography that rivals international standards, and Satya Hegde’s work stands as a testament to that progress. Cinematography is an art form that demands an innate sense of storytelling and technical mastery. In this column, I have always celebrated the talents of individuals across various languages. Today, I proudly salute Satya Hegde — a talented cinematographer who continues to shape the visual storytelling of Kannada cinema with his exceptional work. K. Ragavan 7-4-25 Until We Meet Again Next Week,

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Small Story 207. A Bond Beyond Time" Ram had always cherished his morning walks, but today was different. As he merged with his group at the VLS Hotel corner in JPNagar, he felt an unusual sense of warmth. It wasn’t just any group—this was a bond that had spanned two decades, with members aged 65 to 80, all retired and sharing stories of politics, civic sense, and life. For Ram, the group had become family over the past five years, since he moved to the area. The group gathered every morning from 7 AM to 8 AM, and their discussions ranged from light-hearted gossip to serious debates, always maintaining a sense of mutual respect. If one member didn't show up, the others would immediately check on them. Their camaraderie was unmatched, and they made sure no one was left behind, even in times of illness. The older members were especially cherished for their wisdom and experience, and their stories were filled with insight, making every meeting a learning experience for Ram. This particular morning, Ram had a surprise in store. As he opened his bag, he handed out sweet peda to everyone and asked them to guess the occasion. When no one could, he whispered, "Today, I complete Five years with this wonderful group." A wave of applause followed, and everyone appreciated Ram's thoughtful gesture. He spoke about why he was so drawn to the group. "It's the respect you show to elders and the willingness to help each other without any hesitation," he said. "One hour spent here is never wasted; it’s full of learning, kindness, and respect." After the meeting, Ram returned home to a warm greeting from his young grandson, who playfully said, "Today your day started off great, right?" Ram smiled and murmured, "True," feeling content and grateful for the bonds that had enriched his life. K.Ragavan 6-4-25

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Small Story 206. The Myanmar Mystery Gopal was deeply worried about his son Ram's whereabouts. Ram had left India twenty days ago for official work in Myanmar. A week prior, Gopal had seen reports of a great disaster in Myanmar, which made him even more restless. His wife, Vedavalli, shared his unease, and they both skipped a meal, unable to focus on anything else. No one had anticipated such a natural disaster, and to make matters worse, Ram’s phone had been switched off for days. Gopal had no contacts in Myanmar, as Ram worked for RAW, and no one would give him accurate news. But at 5 P.M. one evening, Gopal's phone rang. It was Ram. "Hello, Dad, I’m safe. I never went to Myanmar. My mission was in Mumbai, and I didn’t want to disclose it earlier. My work is completed now, and I’m in Mumbai. Yesterday, I accidentally bumped into my college mate, Vasanthy, who works at a leading advertising agency. She insisted I stay one more day. I’ll be flying to Bengaluru tomorrow, as today is Sunday." Gopal and Vedavalli felt immense relief and happiness after hearing their son's voice. They thanked RAW for ensuring his safety and confidentiality. Ram, on the other hand, was glad that his mission had been completed smoothly. He hadn’t expected to meet Vasanthy again. She was an old college friend and, unbeknownst to him, someone he had once had a crush on. Vasanthy, too, was overjoyed to reconnect with Ram. She had lost touch with him after her father was transferred, and in an unfortunate twist, had accidentally deleted his number. Meanwhile, Ram had been transferred to Bengaluru. Their reunion meeting was nothing short of special. Vasanthy’s father, Mohan, was so pleased to see them together that he immediately proposed Ram as his son-in-law. Vasanthy’s mother, too, was delighted by the reunion, as she had worked with Vedavalli in the bank. The next day, Ram arrived in Bengaluru with sweets prepared by Vasanthy’s mother to meet his parents and present the marriage proposal. The natural disaster in Myanmar, which had caused so much anxiety, left Ram and his family praying for the victims' recovery. They also felt thankful for Ram’s safe return and his future with Vasanthy. Two months later, Ram and Vasanthy’s wedding was celebrated grandly in Bengaluru, with Vasanthy’s cousins helping to organize it in the beautiful garden city. The wedding was also celebrated in Mohan's native town, marking a joyous occasion for both families. K.Ragavan 5-4-25

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Small Story 205. Vedanth's Great Gesture After returning from the bank, Swamy called his wife Malathy. "I have good news for you. I met Nandhini, who got transferred from Tirunelveli." "Oh, good news! Did she talk to you?" asked Malathy. "Yes, she enquired about you. She will be visiting our house on Sunday," Swamy replied. After having his breakfast, Swamy sat down in his chair. His thoughts drifted back eight years to when he was working in Chennai for the Intelligence Bureau. His close friend, Vedanth, and his family were living in his apartment at Royapettah. Vedanth worked as a manager at a leading IT company, and his family consisted of his wife, Aarthi, and their only daughter, Nandhini, who was studying in the final year of her MBA. Swamy and Malathy didn't have children, so they often spent time with Vedanth's family. They admired Nandhini’s knowledge and behavior. One day, Vedanth called Swamy and invited him on a trip to Tirunelveli, Alwar Tirunagari, and other places. Swamy, who was about to retire soon and was expecting some important dignitaries from abroad, couldn’t join the trip. He wished Vedanth and his family a happy journey. After three days, Swamy received the shocking news that Vedanth and Aarthi had been involved in a tragic accident and had died, but Nandhini was in critical condition. With the help of his friend, Swamy managed to bring their bodies back and got Nandhini treated. After a month, Nandhini had fully recovered and had even secured a good rank in her final-year exams. Vedanth had owned a house in Tirunelveli, and Nandhini wanted to go there to stay in remembrance of her parents. She hoped to be selected for a job at the bank in Tirunelveli. Her wish came true as she was selected by a leading bank and posted close to her family home. For the past five years, Swamy and Malathy had visited Nandhini every year, but due to their pilgrimage journeys, they hadn’t been able to visit her recently. They kept in touch by calling weekly and sending their best wishes on various occasions. Today, Swamy was delighted when he saw Nandhini at the bank, now working as a manager. After reminiscing about the past, Swamy and Malathy invited her over for lunch on Sunday. Nandhini brought along two of her favorite sweets, Jangrey and Mysore Pak, and they shared a beautiful meal together. After a while, Nandhini gave Swamy and Malathy wonderful news: “Before my dad passed away, he made me promise that once I settled down, I would go and stay with you both, to take care of you until your last breath. He said that you two are now my parents.” Swamy, moved by her words, whispered, “Vedanth, you had great love and affection for me, and you asked Nandhini to be our daughter, which we had been longing for.” The very next day, Nandhini moved into their home, becoming the daughter Swamy and Malathy had always wished for. K.Ragavan 4-4-25

Small Story 204.

Small Story 204. Expectation is Dangerous Ramaswamy never expected that his son, Sivaram, would be promoted to the position of Manager at his office with only seven years of experience. Sivaram had been working as a Senior Assistant at a leading pharmaceutical company's distribution house based in Chennai. Ramaswamy worked as an auditor at an audit firm, while his wife, Parvathy, was a school teacher. They lived in the posh area of Annanagar, near the Thirumangalam metro station—a happy family who believed in respecting others and upholding values. One evening, Sivaram returned home from the office, carrying large boxes of sweets. His father loved halwa, his mother adored badhusha, and Sivaram's favorite was sonpapdi. After presenting the sweets, Sivaram received his parents' blessings. Parvathy, ever the practical one, suggested that Sivaram should marry this year without further delay since the promotion he had been hoping for had finally come through. In Sivaram's company, many of his seniors had more academic credentials, but Sivaram had an M.Com and an exceptional knowledge base. Ramaswamy was proud of his son's promotion, considering the tough competition in the office. Shankaran, the Managing Director of Sivaram's company, was a strict and disciplined person, making Sivaram's promotion at the age of 28 all the more impressive. Just as Ramaswamy was enjoying the moment, he received a call from his friend Venu. "Hey, I heard the news! Sivaram got promoted with an excellent package!" Venu exclaimed. "Yes," Ramaswamy nodded, "we are all very happy. How are you and your family?" "We're doing fine," Venu replied. "We were thinking of coming over to your house this evening for my daughter's marriage proposal to Sivaram." Ramaswamy was taken aback. "You're welcome, my friend, but Sivaram is already engaged. We've already fixed his marriage with a girl." Venu was shocked. "Oh, I'm unlucky," he sighed, ending the call. Parvathy, overhearing the conversation, looked at Ramaswamy with a knowing expression. "Do you remember a few months ago when you asked Venu’s wife for her daughter’s hand? They were looking for a groom with a high profession. I don't want to deal with people who set such expectations," he said thoughtfully. Ramaswamy smiled and nodded. "Sivaram will find a better bride, just like he never expected this promotion. People should judge a person's knowledge and capacity, not just their position. If you have the capacity, the position will come automatically." Sivaram, who had overheard the conversation, murmured to himself, "Dad is right." K.Ragavan 3-4-25

Small Story 203.

Small Story 203 The True Friend – Muthu and Krishnan Muthu was completely disappointed that his friend Krishnan hadn't helped him with the job recommendation, despite Krishnan's uncle Pattabi being an authority figure in a company where there was a vacancy. Muthu and Krishnan had been close friends and understood each other well. After graduation, Muthu had managed to secure a job in a private company with a meager salary, which was barely enough to support his family. He had a sister waiting to be married and parents to take care of. Krishnan's uncle, Pattabi, was a consultant for various companies, and one of them had a vacancy for a marketing executive with excellent perks. Muthu had told Krishnan about this opportunity and asked him to recommend him for the job. But that day, Muthu learned that the position had already been filled. In the evening, Krishnan called Muthu and invited him for tea at their usual restaurant. Muthu arrived at exactly 5:30 pm, where Krishnan was already waiting. After exchanging greetings, Krishnan shared some good news—his marriage had been fixed to an IT professional, and he would be relocating to Bangalore due to a transfer at work. Muthu was genuinely happy for his friend and promised to attend his wedding. As they were about to part ways, Krishnan led Muthu to his car and asked him to get in. "Muthu, I’ve known you for more than six years. I admire your honesty, sincerity, and sense of family responsibility. When I mentioned you to my uncle for the job, he said that he only recommends candidates who are willing to pay a huge sum of money, as the company administrators are corrupt. So, I couldn’t recommend you for that job. But my fiancée, Vasanthy, said that her office needs someone with your background, and I’ve already given them your CV. You’ll receive your appointment letter in a day. Plus, you’ll be in Bengaluru with me soon." Muthu’s eyes filled with tears as he listened. "Krishnan, you’re a real friend," he said, touched by his friend's gesture. Two months later, Muthu, Krishnan, and Vasanthy were having tea at a popular Rameswaram cafe in Bengaluru. Muthu and Krishnan’s bond of true friendship had stood the test of time, proving that honesty and sincerity can build lasting relationships. K.Ragavan 2-4-25

Small Story 202.

Small Story 202 A Serendipitous Encounter Ram, transferred from Chennai to Mysore for his job, finds himself enjoying the city and settling into his new life. Living in a single-bedroom apartment near the CFTRI campus, he enjoys the short bus ride to work each day. Ram, a 26-year-old, well-mannered and charming young man, works as a Regional Manager at a company that manufactures automobile parts, and his hard work is being recognized by the management. One day, while traveling to his office, Ram meets Vasanthy, a graceful and elegant lady working in a bank. She asks if she can sit next to him on the bus, and they strike up a conversation. They find out they work in the same building, and this chance meeting turns into a growing friendship as they see each other on the bus every day. Over time, Ram begins to feel a connection with Vasanthy, something he’s never felt before with another woman. Meanwhile, Ram’s parents, Suganya and Swamy, visit him in Mysore. His father mentions that they have found a potential match for him, and Ram is reluctant, focused on his career ambitions. However, Ram is soon caught off guard when he realizes that the girl they are referring to is none other than Vasanthy. It turns out that Vasanthy’s family had received a horoscope match through Ram’s relatives in Madurai, and the two are surprised and overjoyed by the coincidence. What started as a simple friendship blossoms into love, and after a two-month courtship, Ram and Vasanthy get married in a grand ceremony in Chennai, surrounded by friends, family, and colleagues. The story reflects the unexpected ways life can bring people together, guided by destiny. K.Ragavan 1-4-25

EID Mubarak.

"Eid Mubarak to all my friends and UAE Leading Newspapers friends ! Wishing you all a very happy, healthy, and prosperous Eid Mubarak!" K.Ragavan

Small Story 201.

: Small Story 201: Memories Cannot Be Erased Upon seeing the beautiful environment and kind-hearted people, Desikan's heart filled with joy. The journalism he studied, with Mummy's love and blessings, has truly made him happy, but not surprised. Every piece of advice that Mummy Padmaja gave him, especially about how to treat others with love and kindness, will guide him as he starts his first day in the new office. After settling into his new seat, he began writing a letter to his loving Mummy: "Though I am not far away from you, being apart from you feels a bit difficult. But, as per your wish, I will grow to become a great journalist. Even though your separation affects me deeply, receiving your loving and encouraging words every day will keep me motivated. Once again, your words will help me move forward and keep me going without being affected by the distance. I may miss your beautiful food, nutritious snacks, and the short stories you tell me, which have shaped me into a better human being. After Dad's departure and still not knowing his whereabouts, you have struggled and made me into a good person with a journalism background. Take care, my loving Padmaja Mummy, and always follow your advice. Loving Son, Desikan." K.Ragavan 31-3-25

Tribute 864.

A Tribute to Producer and Director Steven Spielberg 864. Today, I would like to pay tribute to one of Hollywood's most iconic filmmakers, the legendary producer and director, Steven Spielberg. With over four decades in the film industry, Spielberg has gifted audiences with numerous unforgettable movies, each showcasing his unparalleled directorial skills and technical brilliance. His remarkable ability to blend storytelling with cutting-edge technology has made him a giant in the world of cinema. Spielberg’s influence on the industry is immeasurable, especially with his groundbreaking science fiction and adventure films. Movies like Jaws (1975) and Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981) revolutionized filmmaking in their time, setting new standards for suspense, thrills, and visual storytelling. Jaws, for instance, is often regarded as the first modern blockbuster and was a major milestone in the way films were marketed and distributed. Raiders of the Lost Ark, on the other hand, introduced the world to the beloved character of Indiana Jones and became a template for action-adventure films to follow. In recognition of his tremendous impact on cinema, Spielberg was awarded the Academy Award for Best Director for his work on Schindler's List (1993), a film that left an indelible mark on audiences with its poignant portrayal of the Holocaust. His films, whether historical dramas, science fiction epics, or family-friendly adventures, often explore deep emotional and philosophical themes, making them not only entertaining but thought-provoking as well. Among the films that have stood the test of time, Jurassic Park (1993) remains one of Spielberg's most significant works. A cinematic achievement that combined cutting-edge visual effects with heart-pounding action, Jurassic Park was not only a massive box-office hit but also became a cultural phenomenon. I personally remember watching it twice, completely mesmerized by its innovative use of CGI and animatronics. As I reflect on the career of this great cinematic legend, I’m reminded of how Spielberg's films have shaped the way we experience cinema and continue to inspire future generations of filmmakers. His legacy in Hollywood is not just about the incredible films he has made, but also about his influence on the industry as a whole. Before I conclude, I am writing this column to the best of my knowledge, and if any errors are found, they should be overlooked. K. Ragavan 31-3-25

Small Story 200.

Small Story 200. The 200th Day: A Sweet Memory of Love and Sacrifice Chander returned home from the office and saw his mother, Vasanthy, cutting vegetables. He handed her a packet of assorted sweets with a smile. "For you, Mummy," he said. "Today is my friend's birthday, and he gave this to our family." Vasanthy nodded, appreciating the gesture. "Oh, nice! All the sweets are lovely and tasty. You take some too," she offered, showing him the packet. After spending some time together, both mother and son went for a walk. Vasanthy, fond of old Tamil songs, started humming along to her favorite one, Mayakama Kalakkama. She loved the classics, and her husband, Pawan, shared the same fondness. Pawan was currently on deputation in Odisha for one year and had been away for 200 days. This long separation from her beloved husband was unlike anything they had experienced before. Vasanthy at 54 years old, cherished her memories with Pawan, while Chander, at 27, kept track of the days. Every day, Vasanthy made a note on the calendar, crossing out a day she patiently waited for Pawan's return. Today marked the 165 th day left for him to come back to their home in Bengaluru. As she walked, memories of her time with Pawan came flooding back. It was the first time she had ever missed him so deeply. When they returned from their walk, Chander reminded his mother, "Mummy, today marks 165 days until Dad comes back, right?" Vasanthy nodded, smiling. "You're always right, my dear." Just then, the phone rang. It was Pawan calling from Cuttack. "Hey, how are you both? Today, our bank's accountant had a birthday, and I got a box full of sweets thinking you’d be with me." He chuckled. "I told him that my wife loves sweets and doesn’t want me eating out without her. I can manage, but she won’t!" Vasanthy's eyes welled up with tears of joy. "Oh, dear, you’re truly amazing. Today, Chander's friend’s birthday also brought us a box of your favorite sweets. What a beautiful coincidence on the 165 th day of your return to Bengaluru!" After a few minutes of reminiscing about the old days, Pawan and Vasanthy ended the call. Chander, filled with love and admiration for his parents, realized the true meaning of sacrifice and affection. His father had chosen not to bring his mother to Cuttack, knowing how much she valued staying home with him. On this special 200th day, Chander felt the bond of love between his parents more deeply than ever. It was a day marked by sweet memories, and as Vasanthy and Chander looked at each other, they shared a moment of quiet reflection on the sacrifices made by both parents, and the love that would always bring them together. K.Ragavan. 30-3-25

Small Story 199.

Small Story 199. Merit Finds Its Way" After five years, Sindhuja landed at her grandparents' home in Udupi. Having settled in Sydney with her parents, she came to visit her beloved grandparents, Sanjay and Pankajam, both in their mid-seventies. They were managing well, blessed by their family deity, Lord Krishna, who was known worldwide. Sanjay lived in an independent house, equipped with modern facilities and a beautiful garden, while Pankajam, a versatile writer, was known for her works on female liberties, admired by thousands of readers. Sanjay and Pankajam greeted their loving granddaughter, Sindhuja, who was now in her forties. Sindhuja worked as a Consultant Architect Engineer for a prominent Sydney-based firm. Her son, Siddharth, studying in the 8th grade, was a chess prodigy, winning numerous awards at various tournaments. Her husband, Ram, a multi-talented consultant, worked with the pharmaceutical industry, offering innovative ideas for new startups. After gifting her grandparents some homemade sweets, especially Badhusha and Mysorepak—Sanjay’s favorite treats—Sindhuja reminisced about the past with them. Later, she took a stroll through the garden with her grandma, admiring the newly planted roses, carefully tended by Sanjay's hands. In the evening, an old friend, Smitha, visited after five years, and the two were delighted to catch up. Smitha, also an architect engineer, worked for a Bengaluru-based company and had come to visit her parents. Smitha's daughter, who was in the 8th grade, was the same age as Siddharth. After spending a couple of hours together, Smitha asked Sindhuja if she could help with something. She mentioned her cousin, Vinod, who had completed a BPharma and was looking for better prospects. Vinod was a brilliant student with excellent credentials, and Smitha was hoping Ram could assist him with a potential opportunity in Sydney. Sindhuja promised to speak with Ram about it that evening. The next day, Smitha emailed Vinod's CV to Sindhuja, who promptly forwarded it to Ram. A week later, Sindhuja received an email from Ram. One of his clients, based in Sydney, had seen Vinod’s CV and recognized him from their time at the same pharmacy college. The client mentioned that Vinod was an outstanding student, often praised by their professor. He offered to bring him on board once the project formalities were complete. Sindhuja was thrilled with the news. Three months later, Vinod joined Ram's client’s company in Sydney with a great salary package. Smitha was grateful to Sindhuja for her timely help, which had made a difference in Vinod's career. To their surprise, Ram later learned that Vinod was actually a close relative of his good friend Aravind, making the connection even more meaningful. Everything had fallen into place, thanks to merit and the right people recognizing it at the right time—people like Sindhuja and Ram, who had given Vinod the opportunity he deserved. K.Ragavan 29-3-25

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on 28 Mar 25, A few more years with beloved dogs With reference to Nick Webster's article A dog longevity pill is in the pipeline, but at what cost? (March 27): An unusual and interesting piece. For dog owners everywhere this new innovation of a longevity pill for pets is a welcome development. People are usually greatly attached to them, for their love and loyalty, traits cherished by every pet owner. Despite cost concerns, the longevity pill is likely to have a broad and lucrative market, given the growing interest in enhancing the well-being of domesticated animals. This advancement is certainly a positive step forward in the care of our beloved creatures. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 198.

Small Story 198. Train Number 00198 Shubha settled into her seat on Train Number 00198, heading to Kumbakonam. She liked the number and was excited about the new route she was taking to visit her friend Sudha’s native place. Shubha worked as a teacher for tenth-grade students in a private school in Bengaluru. Her husband worked as a Program Manager in a software company, and their daughter, Rohini, was in her final year of B.Pharmacy. After an eight-hour journey, Shubha arrived in Kumbakonam, where Sudha’s son, Ravi, greeted her at the station. “Hello, aunty! How are you? Mum and dad have gone to attend a grahapravesam near the Uppiliappan Temple. They asked me to take you home for breakfast. You can enjoy some Idli and Coconut chutney. They’ll be back by 11:30 a.m.” Shubha was happy with the plan and hopped into an auto with Ravi. Kumbakonam is known for its temples and old-style houses, which Shubha found charming. Ravi worked for a pharmaceutical company based in Kumbakonam and covered other areas for his job. When they reached home, Ravi gave Shubha hot tea from a flask along with the Idlis, and she enjoyed the delicious breakfast before freshening up. At 11 a.m. sharp, Sudha and Narain arrived, bringing sweets like Badusha and Mysore Pak. They greeted Shubha and asked how she liked the new train route. Shubha smiled and nodded. “The Vande Bharat route is admirable.” After reminiscing about their old days, Sudha prepared a beautiful lunch, featuring Shubha’s favorite, Semiya Payasam. At 1 p.m., they all sat down to enjoy the meal. Ravi arrived around 1:30 p.m. after finishing his routine visit to a few doctors. He joined the group for lunch and had two cups of his favorite Semiya Payasam. During the meal, Shubha received a call from Rohini, who asked if she had reached safely. Shubha explained how she was received by Ravi and had enjoyed her favorite lunch. Rohini laughed and said, “Mum, I want to come there too for my favorite Semiya Payasam!” Sudha then spoke to Rohini on the phone, inviting her to come to Kumbakonam with her dad. Rohini was also interested in chatting with Ravi, as she admired his knowledge about pharmaceutical products, especially since she was studying B.Pharmacy. Two days later, Shubha was preparing to leave, thanking Sudha for her warm hospitality. Before departing, Shubha shared her inner feelings with Sudha. She expressed a desire for Ravi to be Rohini’s husband and hoped for a stronger bond between the two families. Ravi, overhearing this, smiled and said, “I appreciate your idea. Rohini and I have become good friends. Since I’m in the pharma field and she’s studying B.Pharmacy, we have a lot in common. I also have my plans for the future.” Shubha understood his perspective, and with a happy heart, she departed, grateful for Sudha’s hospitality. She visited a popular temple, leaving her feelings behind but holding on to hope for the future. K. Ragavan 28-3-25

Small Story 197.

Small Story 197. Three Years of Repayment Misery Murthy never expected his close friend Vasanth would fail to return the money he had borrowed two years ago for his wife’s medical expenses. Vasanth had promised that once he received a loan from his company, he would repay the amount. But more than two years had passed, and Murthy had yet to see the money. Vasanth was retiring next month, and the sum of 50,000 rupees was a significant amount for Murthy, especially since he had already retired and wasn’t receiving a pension. Murthy's only son, Ravi, worked as a manager at a leading bank and earned a good salary, helping his father whenever possible. Murthy hesitated to ask Vasanth about when he would return the money. A year ago, Ravi had met with Vasanth and requested the 50,000 rupees on Murthy's behalf, assuring him that the money would be repaid within a year. Ravi also promised to assist Vasanth with his overseas employment trip. One year later, Ravi returned the 50,000 rupees to Vasanth and thanked him for his timely help. Though it had been three years since Murthy lent the money to Vasanth, he decided to ask him about it the next day. However, the following day, when Murthy tried calling Vasanth, he got no response and started to worry. After an hour, Vasanth showed up at Murthy’s house, handed him the money, and thanked him for his assistance. Murthy offered tea and snacks, feeling embarrassed about having to ask for the money over the phone. It turned out that Vasanth’s phone had run out of battery and he had to charge it. Vasanth didn’t mention anything about the help that Ravi and he had given each other. He only nodded and said, “Murthy, you are a real gentleman. When I told you I would return the money after three years, you agreed and helped me. I’ll never forget that.” His eyes welled up with tears, and Murthy felt guilty for having forgotten the promise made three years ago. The money had been returned, but the true value lay in the bond of trust and kindness that had endured throughout. K.Ragavan 27-3-25

Small Story 196.

Small Story 196. "Sweet Encounters" Ram and Vijay are twin brothers who lost their parents at a young age. Raised by their grandparents, Desikan and Lakshmi, they grew up with strong family values and traditions. After completing their degrees, Desikan, a civil engineer by profession, wanted the boys to continue their studies, but they were more inclined to join him in the family business—Home Links, which had been thriving for decades. Home Links was famous for its delicious sweets, papads, pickles, and other household items, especially items like Mysore Pak and Badam Cake, which became iconic in the Gandhi Bazaar area under the brand name "Keshav." The business was further enriched by the expertise of their cook, Ambujam, whose culinary skills were well-known throughout the region. As Ram and Vijay joined their grandfather in the business, it expanded to export to several South Asian countries. One day, Desikan was working in their spacious office when a large car pulled up in front of it. Vishnu, a popular contractor who had built numerous buildings in the heart of Bengaluru, entered the office. Desikan recognized him from various events and greeted him warmly. After some tea and fresh Badam cake, Vishnu brought up the purpose of his visit. "Mr. Desikan, I've heard about your brand through my wife, Nandhini, for many years. We love the quality, taste, and value of your products. My two granddaughters came back from the US last week, and they, too, enjoyed your products. They've studied catering and are interested in venturing into the business with you." Desikan was taken aback by this unexpected development, but he agreed to consult with his grandsons, who were his only family. Vishnu continued, “I also have another proposal for them—giving my granddaughters, Vasanthy and Revathy, to them, as per their parents’ wish. They studied with Ram and Vijay back in school.” Desikan, still surprised, agreed to visit Vishnu’s house with his family the following Sunday. The two families met, and a discussion was held over a video call with the parents of Vasanthy and Revathy, who gave their approval. Ram and Vijay found themselves liking their respective partners, Vasanthy and Revathy. Two months later, the weddings of Ram and Vijay were celebrated with much fanfare, attended by VIPs, builders, and thousands of loyal customers of Keshav. What Desikan didn’t know was that the secret behind Vishnu’s visit was that his granddaughters and his grandsons had been classmates in school, a detail that led to this sweet, unexpected union. K.Ragavan. 26-3-25.

Small Story 195.

Small Story 195. A Bond Forged Through Kindness Prakash was waiting for his son, Arun, to return from the office. Normally, Arun came home at 6:15 P.M., but today, something was different. Prakash's phone rang, and it was Arun calling. "Hello, Dad. One of my colleagues fell down at the office. I’m at the hospital with him. I’ll be a little late. Don’t worry, just let Mom know," Arun said. Prakash immediately called his wife, Suganya, and told her that Arun would be coming late. He added, “I don’t know if he’ll meet my friend Sudharsan today. He was supposed to, but his colleague fell in the office, and Arun had to take him to the hospital." At 8:30 P.M., Arun came home and explained the situation to his parents. "Dad, he was weak, and his BP dropped. That’s why he fell. Don’t worry. He’s fine now. He recently joined our office. His mom is a really nice lady. She offered me tea and sweets, and his dad went out to meet a friend. His sister also greeted me." The next morning, Prakash received a call from Sudharsan. "Hey buddy, I asked my wife last night if your son came over. She said no," Sudharsan said. Prakash explained, "Arun took his colleague to the hospital and then went to his house. He was treated well and had tea and snacks there." "Oh, I see," Sudharsan replied, keeping the phone. Later that evening, Sudharsan and his wife arrived at Prakash's house. Prakash greeted them warmly, offering Mysorepak, which Suganya made every alternate day, since Prakash loved it. "Arun had to go see his friend," Prakash mentioned. Sudharsan smiled and said, "Prakash, you don’t know how wonderful your son is. He helped my son, who recently joined his office. He’s very weak, and because of his poor health, he fainted. Arun took him to the hospital, stayed with him, and even brought him home. It’s so thoughtful of him. And the funniest part is that he was supposed to meet me, but I had some urgent work and couldn’t. But, in the end, everything worked out. My daughter, Vasanthy, saw him, and he saw her. I hope he likes her." Just then, Arun came home and greeted Sudharsan and his wife. Sudharsan looked at Arun and thought, "Handsome boy." Vasanthy, who usually didn’t warm up to people right away, was impressed by Arun’s kindness. She realized how thoughtful he was to help her brother, Vasanth, and take him to the doctor. Prakash nodded and said, "Yes, God works in mysterious ways. An accident brought us all closer." After some time, Sudharsan and his wife left. Two months later, Arun and Vasanthy’s wedding was grandly celebrated at a famous wedding hall, with beautiful Carnatic music filling the air. It was a day filled with joy and blessings, a bond that began with a small act of kindness and grew into something beautiful. K.Ragavan 25-3-25

Small Story 194.

Small Story 194 A Twist in the Story Govind checked his room number at the reception counter after arriving at the hotel where his friend had arranged accommodation. He received his key and went to room 103 on the first floor. After settling in, he received a call from his close friend Umesh. "Hey, are you comfortable? Your appointment with Director Ramesh is fixed for 6 PM at his house," Umesh said. Govind, a writer, was meeting Ramesh to discuss a potential story for a new film. Umesh worked as a Production Manager for a leading film company and had arranged this meeting with Ramesh, an award-winning director. At 6 PM, Govind and Umesh arrived at Director Ramesh’s house. They were warmly greeted and offered tea and snacks before they spent nearly an hour discussing the story. Director Ramesh liked the concept and promised to take the story forward. As they were about to leave, Ramesh’s daughter Ramya came in with her friend. "Dad, I’m going to Radhika’s house. I’ll be back by 9 PM," she said. "Okay, take care," Ramesh replied, as he went to his study. "Hello, Uncle," Radhika greeted Ramesh, but it was then that Govind froze. He was shocked to see her. Radhika was equally surprised to see him. Radhika introduced Govind to Ramya. "This is Govind, my college mate. We lost touch when he went to the US to study. I moved to a new house,and in an accident lost my mobile, and lost all contact with him." Ramya, noticing the connection between Govind and Radhika, raised an eyebrow. She sensed something more than just friendship between them. After all, it had been years since they last met, and here they were, in the house of a popular film director. Umesh chuckled. "I know the story behind these two. It’s like one of those films, where the hero and heroine reunite after a long time. And today, their connection was rekindled here in a celebrity’s house." Everyone laughed, and Radhika took Govind's number before they parted ways. "Congratulations on your story being picked up," she said, smiling. Six months later, Govind’s wedding was celebrated in grand fashion, and his film was released on the same day. Director Ramesh was delighted, not only because of the success of the film but also because of the reunion between Govind and his daughter's close friend. K.Ragavan 24-3-25

A Tribute to Director K.Selva Bharathy 863

**A Tribute to Director K. Selva Bharathy** Today, I fondly remember one of the most interesting and respected film personalities in the Tamil film industry—none other than Director K. Selva Bharathy. He started his career under the guidance of renowned directors like Mani Vannan and Sundar C., and over time, he emerged as an independent director with his own distinct identity. Throughout his illustrious career, which spans over two and a half decades, Director K. Selva Bharathy has delivered memorable and impactful films that have garnered admiration from both audiences and the film fraternity alike. His films are a blend of good storylines, solid screenplays, captivating dialogues, beautiful music, and impressive cinematography—elements that made his work stand out in Tamil cinema. Several top-class actors such as Sathyaraj, Vijay, Prashanth, Sundar C., Simran, Devayanai, and Vivek have acted in his films, adding to the appeal and charm of his movies. Director K. Selva Bharathy’s movies not only entertain but also strike an emotional chord with the audience. Some of his most memorable works include *Ninaithen Vanthai*, *Muratukalai*, *Vaseegara*, *Piriya Manavale*, and *Vivaramaanaalu*. These films are etched in the hearts of fans for their engaging narratives, excellent performances, and well-crafted songs that still resonate today. Director K. Selva Bharathy is one of the few talented filmmakers who gained the love and respect of both his peers and the audience. His ability to balance commercial success with meaningful storytelling has made him a true artist in Tamil cinema. Today, I am happy to pay tribute to this exceptional director, who has given us some unforgettable cinematic experiences. His contributions to Tamil cinema will always be cherished, and his legacy will continue to inspire future generations of filmmakers. K.Ragavan 24-3-25 Until We Meet Again Next Week,

Small Story 193.

Small Story 193 An Unexpected Future Ram was looking at his gate when he noticed someone standing outside. It was a woman in her 50s. "Sir, I came to work at Mr. Seshan's house next to yours, but it’s locked," she said. Ram, noticing her graceful demeanor, invited her inside. "Madam, Mr. Seshan left urgently after hearing that his daughter is unwell. He sent a message to your phone asking you not to come." The lady looked taken aback. "I see... I lost my phone a week ago. I vacated my house in my native place, Elanji, in Tenkasi and came to work permanently at Mr. Seshan's house. I’ve known him since he was working in Tirunelveli." Ram tried to reassure her, "Madam, relax. Don’t panic. I came from Madurai last month for a transfer in my company. I’ve taken this house for my stay. I lost my parents three years ago in an accident. I usually eat outside, but if you could cook for me and take care of the house, as Seshan mentioned you are a good family lady, I’d be happy. Due to certain circumstances, you have taken up this job of housekeeping and cooking. I see you as my mother, and I’m offering this position to you. You can treat this house as your own and take care of everything." The lady, now shedding tears, said, "I never expected this from a stranger—giving respect and asking me to stay and take care of your house. I am truly blessed. After meeting you, I remember my own mother. Do you agree?" Ram smiled gently, "Certainly. My deity has made this new life for me, and I am thankful. From this moment, this room is yours. Let’s pray to our God and call you 'Mother' from now on." Pankajam the lady, couldn’t hold back her tears. "Thank you, my son," she whispered. Ram added, "You can call me Ram. I’ll deposit 7,500 rupees every month into your account for your expenses. In the evening, we’ll go out and buy all the groceries and other necessities. From tomorrow, you’ll make me my mother's food." Later that evening, they went out to buy everything they needed. Ram, at 28, had longed for the love of parents, and now, with Pankajam he found the mother he had missed. Pankajam, whispering with gratitude, said, "Seshan is always a good-hearted and noble person. He’s the one who brought me this new bond, and for that, my eyes are filled with tears." K.Ragavan 23-3-25

Small Story 192.

Small Story 192. A Friend's Timely Gesture Kumar returned from the bank and asked his wife Lakshmi, "Why hasn’t Shyam transferred the money today?" Lakshmi responded, "No transfer, that's strange. He usually sends it on time, and I haven’t received it on GPay either." Shyam, their only son, had been working in the US for over twenty years at a financial company. He had always sent money regularly and visited his parents once every two years. Despite his repeated requests for Kumar and Lakshmi to join him in the US, Kumar, a bit conservative in his views, always declined. Shyam’s aunt, Shyamala, had once hoped to marry her daughter Pankajam to Shyam, but that never happened. Pankajam married and settled in Singapore. Despite these family dynamics, Shyam had always been there for his parents, sending Rs. 40,000 every month. This time, however, Kumar needed Rs. 1 lakh for his cataract surgery and had requested Shyam to send the amount. Kumar had retired from his job at a private firm, and as a non-pensioner, he was managing on the interest from limited savings and the monthly remittance from Shyam. Kumar had spent over Rs. 40 lakhs on Shyam's education, sending him to the US for further studies and making sure he was comfortable. But Kumar never expected anything in return. For the past twenty years, Shyam’s monthly transfers had been enough to cover household expenses. With that money and some savings, Kumar had built a small house in a prime area of Kanakapura Road, Bengaluru, which was now worth around three crore. That evening, Kumar received a call from an unfamiliar number. The voice on the other end said, "Hello, Mr. Kumar. I am Ram, Shyam’s friend. I work with him. Recently, with the political changes in our company, both Shyam and I were asked to leave. Luckily, our visas are still valid. I’m coming to your place at 5 PM today with Shyam's demand draft for Rs. 1 lakh and some items he asked me to deliver in person. Shyam and I both have new jobs lined up with another company, which we’ll join next month. Don’t worry about Shyam. He’s doing fine. He was telling me how much he values your blessings, and that your attachment to the deity helped me get this job." At 5 PM, Ram arrived at Kumar’s house, handing over the demand draft and a bag with chocolates and nuts. Kumar and Pankajam welcomed him with a treat of badam cake and snacks, and they packed a parcel for Ram’s parents as a gesture of goodwill. After Ram left, Pankajam whispered, "You know, the same person, Ram, who brought you the money for your cataract surgery, was also the one who helped Shyam secure his job. Now you can thank Shyam for being so dutiful." Both Kumar and Lakshmi felt a sense of relief from the tension. Kumar was now ready to go ahead with his surgery, scheduled for Wednesday. K.Ragavan 22-3-25

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on 21 Mar 25 Human achievement in space With regard to Nivriti Butalia's piece They’re back on Earth, but what Nasa astronauts went through still leaves me star-struck (March 19): People around the world were eagerly awaiting their return, and while books, podcasts, and videos capturing their journey are important, the real significance lies in the remarkable tasks and experiences the astronauts underwent. Their contributions to space exploration should be celebrated. They should be honoured for their incredible adventure and for pushing the boundaries of human achievement in space. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 191.

Small Story 191. "Friendship Beyond Boundaries" Davidson had travelled all the way from Sydney to Bengaluru to attend his good friend Vivek's son's reception. He had worked with Vivek for many years at Qantas Airlines, both retiring two years ago. Vivek had lived in Sydney for 25 years before settling in Bengaluru, where his son worked in the Intelligence Bureau, and his daughter-in-law was from Chennai. Upon arriving at Vivek's house in Jayanagar, Davidson was warmly greeted by his friend and his wife, Shobhana, who invited him to enjoy some sweets and snacks. Though Davidson was from a different world, he had adopted many of Vivek’s good manners and food habits over the years. Vivek’s son, Rohit, introduced his wife, Vasanthy, to Davidson, saying, “This is Mr. Davidson, my dad’s colleague and close friend.” Vasanthy wished him warmly, and Davidson blessed the couple with a pocket full of compliments. After a delightful dinner, where family and friends gathered to celebrate, Vivek thanked everyone for attending. His large house accommodated 100 guests, and the chef prepared a feast of traditional Indian dishes. Vasanthy, a talented singer, was asked to sing some old Tamil and Kannada songs. Initially shy, she eventually performed for 30 minutes, enchanting the crowd with her beautiful voice. Davidson enjoyed listening to the Tamil songs that Vivek often hummed at the office, especially those of the late legendary singer P.B. Srinivas. After the evening, Davidson went to his hotel, arranged by Vivek, feeling content. The following day, as Davidson and Vivek were having breakfast at the famous MTR restaurant, a man approached him. "Hey, how are you? Do you remember me? Last time when I came to your Sydney office to prepone my journey, you helped me. I'm Prabhu." Davidson was surprised. "Yes, I remember. You wanted to change your flight to Bengaluru. My friend Vivek from Bengaluru helped arrange everything. I’m here today because of him." Prabhu turned to Vivek and greeted him warmly. "Vivek, it's great to see you again." Vivek smiled and nodded, saying, “Friendship, no matter the origin, is strengthened by mutual understanding and traditional values. Davidson is one of the best examples of that." Davidson was deeply moved by his friend's words, and Prabhu shared the same sentiment. The next day, as Davidson left Bengaluru with a full heart, he felt grateful to have attended such a wonderful event, cherishing the true value of friendship across boundaries. K.Ragavan 21-3-25

Kudos to Astronauts.

Recent comment from Prime Minister NarendraModi on Sunita Williams as an illustrious daughter was both insightful and appropriately titled, especially considering the popular astronaut's recent return after spending more than nine months in space. Although the mission was initially planned to be shorter, it was extended for various reasons. Spending their birthdays together in space was a remarkable and admirable gesture from both astronauts. Kudos to Sunita Williams and her fellow astronaut for their safe return. K.Ragavan Bengaluru

Small Story 190.

Small Story 190 The Gem Mystery Shalini was completely upset. After three years, she had come to her parents' place in Mysore with a precious gift for her mother, Ambujam— a small diamond gem, no bigger than a sweet candy. She had shown it to her mother the previous day and had placed it on the shelf as a remembrance. But when her friend Mithra arrived today and went to show the gem, it was gone. She was shocked. Such a costly gem was meant to be a special gift for her mother’s 70th birthday. Mithra tried to calm her down. “Don’t worry, Shalini. Do you suspect anyone? The servants, maybe?” Ambujam nodded and said, “No, Mithra. All the servants are honest and have been working with us for over twenty years.” “I’ve already called my husband’s good friend OO1 to help solve this mystery. He will send someone over soon. Expect them any time now,” she added. Just ten minutes later, the smart and efficient Ranjitha arrived from the OO1 Academy. After asking Shalini when she had arrived and how many times she had shown the gem, Ambujam replied, “Only once, yesterday, with my husband Ram.” At that moment, someone called out, “Mummy!” Shalini suddenly realized, “Oh my god, I completely forgot! Dhruv is sleeping in the room!” She called out to him, “Dhruv, come here and say hello to aunty.” Dhruv, a cute three-year-old boy, walked in with a small box of his toy collection. He greeted Ranjitha and introduced himself, saying, “I’m Dhruv Shreyas.” After asking a few more questions and getting no further leads, Ranjitha finally asked, “Dhruv, can you show me your toy collection box?” “This is my toy box, aunty,” Dhruv replied, “But I have another small one in my room. I’ll go get it and show you how I collect my toys.” He ran off and returned with a small wooden box. He handed it to Ranjitha, who opened it and saw that inside, among the small toys, the bright diamond gem was shining. “Ah, I see,” Ranjitha said with a smile. “You placed the gem on the same table with your parents, and then you went inside. In the meantime, Dhruv must have picked it up and added it to his collection. Your gift to your mother is safe, and we should thank Dhruv for his passion for collecting!” Shalini and Mithra stood in stunned silence, amazed by Ranjitha's brilliant investigation. “I’ve heard of you before, but seeing your skills in person is amazing,” said Shalini, nodding in admiration. At that moment, Ram walked in and saw the group’s expressions. He smiled. “When my wife told me that she called Ranjitha, I was confident that this mystery would be solved by my good friend OO1’s talented assistant.” After a pleasant lunch, Ranjitha departed, giving a pat on Dhruv’s head as a thank you for his unintentional help K.Ragavan 20-3-25

Small Story 189.

Small Story 189 The Strength of Will Power A Reunion of Faith After a few years, Bashyam visited Chennai and went to his favorite Nanganallur area to see his old friend Hanumantharao, as well as the great Anjaneya temple. Hanumantharao warmly welcomed his old buddy with love and affection. Both reminisced about their fast-paced office days working together in the IB. After a sumptuous dinner, Bashyam thanked him, and his wife Lakshmi mentioned that he was looking for their son Raveender. Hanumantharao, in a slow voice, said, "During the COVID period, I lost him." Bashyam could not believe it, since Raveender was a handsome boy with a good academic background. It had hardly been four years, yet Hanumantharao was calm and following his routine. This made Bashyam think about his friend's incredible willpower, and he nodded, "You are great, Hanumantharao." Hanumantharao replied, "I am not great. This area, Hanumantha, is great. Millions of people have visited over the years. He has given me the strength to withstand everything, and we human beings often want everything, but he knows what to give and what not to give." Bashyam wasn’t astonished by his reply, as Hanumantharao had always been calm and quiet, accepting whatever came his way during their working days. With a grateful heart, Bashyam departed and thanked God for this visit. It was his first trip to Chennai in 12 years since he and his wife had moved to the US with their daughter, Ramya. K.Ragavan 19-3-25

Small Story 188.

Small Story 188 The ATM Card Miracle After his usual walk and withdrawing money from the ATM, Rajesh returned to his apartment. When he handed the money to his wife, Radhika, he suddenly realized his ATM card was missing. Radhika, calm and composed, handed him a glass of orange juice and advised him to stay calm, go back to the ATM, and find out what happened. Rajesh rushed back to the ATM, shocked to see the bank staff loading money into the machine. He had to wait for a few minutes until they were finished. Once they were done, Rajesh approached them and said, "I just withdrew money and left my ATM card in the machine. Have you found it?" The staff nodded and explained, "We found one card, but it has no photo, so we can't verify if it's yours." At that moment, another lady officer overheard the conversation. Upon seeing Rajesh's face, she exclaimed, "This is your card, isn't it?" "Yes, Madam," Rajesh replied. She quickly instructed her colleague to hand the card to Rajesh. "No need to worry, Mr. Rajesh. I recognized you. I follow you on Twitter for your brilliant posts and forwards, and I also follow you on LinkedIn." The officer, Sangeetha, had seen his profile on social media, and after confirming his account details, his concern was cleared. Rajesh was overjoyed and thanked Sangeetha for her presence of mind. He realized how useful social media could be when used genuinely, allowing people to connect and identify each other as true friends. Because of his interactions and unbiased posts online, Rajesh got his ATM card back. Rajesh expressed his gratitude and invited Sangeetha and her colleague for tea at his home one day. Sangeetha, pleased by his gesture, readily accepted, as she had always admired his posts. Social media truly works wonders when used to connect and help others. K.Ragavan 18-3-25

Small Story 187.

Small Story 187 "The Sweet Connection" After sitting in his corner seat, Narendar was happy. His parents were standing nearby, reminding him to be careful. "Your grandfather will come to the station. He'll come to your compartment to receive you. Just stand in front of your compartment, and keep your mobile phone safely. The train is about to start, so goodbye." Every year, Narendar visited his grandparents in Madurai for vacation with his parents. This time, however, his dad, Pranav, was traveling to the U.S. for official work, along with his mother, Vasanthy. Narendar would be spending 45 days with his grandparents, Ram and Mythili, in Madurai, a city he loved. He was going into the 8th grade and was a very intelligent boy. After the train left Chingleput, everyone started opening their food packets, and some were waiting for their orders. A lady sitting opposite Narendar asked, "Did you bring your night dinner?" "Yes, madam. I’ll have it at 7:30 pm," Narendar replied. Everyone finished their dinner, and exactly at 7:30 pm, Narendar opened his tiffin box, filled with curd rice and lemon pickle. He then opened another pocket and shared some coconut burfi with his fellow passengers. It was a sweet made by his mother, Vasanthy. Everyone tasted the sweet and thanked him for the delicious treat. After his dinner, Narendar explained, "This sweet is my grandpa’s favorite. He’s a great disciple of Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa and his disciple, Vivekananda." The lady opposite him whispered, "I understand now why your name is Narendar. It must have been chosen by your grandpa. He wants you to follow his principles, which I admire very much." The lady introduced herself, "I’m Janaki, working as the principal of TVS High School, staying in SS Colony. Where are you headed?" "Me too, SS Colony. My grandpa will pick me up," Narendar replied. The passengers settled into their berths for the night. The next morning, at Madurai station, Ram was waiting in front of Narendar's compartment. Seeing his grandson, he was happy and greeted him. "How are you, grandpa?" Narendar asked. "I’m fine," Ram replied. "We’ll go by auto. Our driver took leave today." At that moment, Janaki spoke up. "Narendar, why don’t you and your grandfather come with me? I’ll drop you off at SS Colony." Ram was surprised at how quickly Narendar had become popular during the journey. On the way, Janaki whispered, "I’m really impressed with Narendar's behavior and his courtesy in offering the coconut burfi. It’s such a great sweet." Ram thanked her and introduced himself, "I’m Ram, retired from RAw, and settled in Madurai. You can tell me your street, and I’ll drop you off before proceeding to my home." Janaki was happy, and as they reached her house, she said, "By the way, I’m from the Sharada Institute School in Chennai. That sweet is loved by my guruji, and your grandson’s name is someone I admire greatly." Ram nodded thoughtfully, "Your guruji must be someone special." Narendar smiled at his grandpa and said, "What a magic name, Grandpa!" Ram nodded, "Yes, Narendar. Your name has a special connection." K.Ragavan 17-3-25

Tribute to Actor A.K.Hangal 862.

Tribute to Actor A.K. Hangal 862 Today, I am going to pen a tribute to one of the most respected personalities in the Bollywood film industry, the late actor A.K. Hangal. Though he started his film career in his 50s, he made an indelible impact on Indian cinema, creating a legacy that has lasted for over four and a half decades. His journey in the film industry is an inspiring one, having acted in over 225 films in various roles, sharing the screen with almost every leading actor of his time. I have had the privilege of watching a few of his notable films, including Avtaar, Shaukeen, Aandhi, Arjun, Tapasya, Aaina, Namak Halaal, and of course, the iconic Sholay. Though there are many more films to mention, these stand out in my memory. His performances were always characterized by natural acting and a depth that resonated with the audience. His dialogue delivery was not only impactful but often delivered with a sense of quiet dignity, making each of his characters memorable. Respected by his peers and loved by fans, A.K. Hangal was also honored with the prestigious Padma Shree award in recognition of his immense contribution to Indian cinema. What is truly remarkable is that despite starting his acting career late in life, he managed to star in over 200 films—a feat that speaks volumes about his dedication, talent, and the respect he earned in the industry. Even though he is no longer with us, A.K. Hangal's smiling face and the unforgettable characters he brought to life continue to live on through his films. His legacy is one that will remain etched in the hearts of movie lovers for generations to come. Today, I am happy to pay my tribute to this stalwart of Indian cinema, a man whose work transcends time and whose influence will always be remembered. K. Ragavan 17-3-25 UntilWe Meet Again Next Week,

Small Story 186.

Small Story 186 The Cricket Bat Encounter Sundar eagerly awaited his dad's return from the office. He was confident that his dad would bring him the cricket bat for the upcoming Sunday match. Sundar, a student in standard 7, was also a good cricket player. The bat he had in mind was just an ordinary one, meant for regular matches and not for any professional game. Every Sunday, Sundar played cricket with his friends in the apartment complex, ranging from schoolmates to office-goers. Sundar’s dad, Suresh, worked as a manager in a private firm, while his mom, Gayathri, was a bank officer. Sundar was determined to keep the new bat for their weekly games. At 6 PM, when Suresh came home, Sundar eagerly rushed to him, expecting the bat. However, to his disappointment, his dad arrived empty-handed. Sundar’s heart sank. Normally, Suresh never denied Sundar's requests. Gayathri brought tea and chips to Suresh, who noticed Sundar’s disappointment. "Are you upset because I didn’t get the bat?" he asked. "No, Dad. There must be a reason," Sundar whispered. Suresh smiled. "Tomorrow, you will get it. Let me explain. When I went to the sports shop, my friend Ramesh called. He asked how I was doing, and I told him I was going to buy a bat for you. He said, 'Don’t buy it! I have a new bat that I bought a few days ago, and I had intended to give it to Sundar. I’ve been so busy I couldn’t come over. But today, when I saw you in the shop, I realized I should bring it for you.'" Suresh continued, "Ramesh’s son, Chander, suggested to buy the bat. Chander’s a national-level basketball player and he’s a good friend of yours. He even told me that he’s coming over tomorrow for his son's upanayanam ceremony. Chander and you are good friends, and both of you are excellent in studies. I thought it would be the perfect time for you two to meet again after a few months." Sundar smiled, now understanding the situation. On one hand, he was thrilled about the bat arriving tomorrow, but on the other hand, he was excited to meet his friend Chander again after so long. He had missed his friend, who had been away for tournaments. The bat was just the excuse he needed to reunite with his buddy. Sundar nodded and felt the excitement build up for tomorrow. The cricket bat and the reunion with his friend Chander were both things to look forward to. K.Ragavan 16-3-25

Tribute to Appu.

A heartfelt tribute to the legendary actor Puneeth Rajkumar, who left an indelible mark on the Sandalwood film industry and in the hearts of millions. On October 29, 2021, the world lost a brilliant talent, and as his 50th birth anniversary approaches on March 17, 2025, we remember the versatile actor, philanthropist, and cherished icon of the industry. Puneeth Rajkumar, fondly known as "Appu" by his fans and the film fraternity, was much more than just a screen presence. He earned admiration not only for his exceptional acting but also for his immense contributions to various charitable causes. His legacy goes beyond his roles in movies — his kindness and efforts to better society remain an inspiration to many. Puneeth's untimely departure left a void that no one can fill, but his work and impact continue to live on. His family, the Rajkumar family, celebrated his 50th birthday with love and respect, while millions of fans and well-wishers across the world came together to honor his memory. His radiant smile, contagious energy, and dedication will forever stay etched in the hearts of all who loved him. Though his life was short, Puneeth Rajkumar's achievements are mighty and undeniable. A true legend, his legacy will continue to inspire generations, and his contributions to both cinema and philanthropy will always be remembered with deep admiration. Puneeth will always remain a shining star in the Sandalwood industry and the hearts of millions. With Warm Regards, K.Ragavan 15-3-25

Small Story 185.

Small Story 185 ProudMoment A Father's Joy Muthuswamy came to the school where his daughter, Shubha, was studying in the 8th standard, to witness her receiving a prize for her English competition. Muthuswamy and his wife, Ranjitham, were blessed with a daughter who excelled in studies, especially in English. While Ranjitham could not attend the event, she eagerly awaited the news. The function started at 4 PM, and the Headmaster, Devaki, praised Shubha for her brilliant command of English, among 12 competitors. Shubha's topic was selected as excellent, and she was awarded a certificate and 10,000 rupees from the Rajalakshmi Trust. Devaki emphasized the importance of language in today's world, highlighting that while anyone can choose a language other than their mother tongue, it’s crucial to appreciate and preserve one’s native language. She also spoke about the significance of language learning for future career opportunities in the IT sector, stressing that it should never be done out of pressure. Everyone applauded Shubha’s speech, which highlighted the importance of language learning. Muthuswamy was overjoyed, especially when Shubha thanked Devaki in her speech. He took several photos to show Ranjitham and their friends. The pride Muthuswamy felt was immense—there’s no greater joy for a parent than seeing their child’s talent recognized by others. After the ceremony, Muthuswamy and Shubha headed home to celebrate with Shubha’s favorite treat—delicious Badam cake. It was truly a proud moment for the family. K.Ragavan 15-3-25

Letter.

MY Letter Published in The National UAE on 14 March 25, The UAE's improving education rankings In regard to Nick Webster's article UAE higher education offerings continue to improve, says global report (March 12): The UAE has quickly become a prominent hub for students from South Asia and neighbouring countries, and this is a commendable achievement. Over recent months, the country has made significant strides in various sectors, especially in education, where it now ranks sixth globally. This advancement is a testament to the UAE's commitment to provide world-class learning opportunities. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 184.

Small Story 184. The Promise of Tradition Sumitra and Mukund were overjoyed when they received the good news that they were about to become grandparents. Their daughter, Sunanda, who had been living in Boulder, Colorado for the past five years, had just sent the message. Sunanda, a banker, and her husband, Laxman, a professor at a leading university, had been married in Kumbakonam five years ago. Now, they were blessed with a baby girl. Mukund, a retired finance controller, came out to hear the news. Sumitra, with a smile, whispered the joyful tidings to him. Mukund immediately sent a message to Sunanda, expressing his happiness. He then called his old friend Murali to share the news. Murali was thrilled and playfully declared that he had already found a bride for his grandson. Murali’s wife, Ambujam, took the phone next. "Anna, good news!" she exclaimed. "My son Srikanth and his wife Lakshmi will be overjoyed to hear about the new granddaughter." After a few minutes of conversation, the call ended, and both families were delighted to share in the happiness of the new birth. Mukund and Murali, having shared many memories and strong bonds over the years, hoped their children’s families would follow the cultural values passed down through generations. As per tradition, both families believed in the importance of maintaining connections between their children. A month later, Mukund and Sumitra traveled to Boulder to meet their granddaughter. The little girl was adorable, and Sumitra lovingly named her Kotha and Sinduja. Laxman invited his friends over for a grand dinner to celebrate the arrival of the baby. The event was attended by over thirty people and was filled with joyous programs, including Bollywood songs that brought everyone together. During the evening, Murali called to wish the event success. Laxman took the opportunity to announce that Kotha, his daughter, would one day marry Ajay, the son of his dear friend, Shrikanth. The guests were surprised by this early announcement of a future marriage, but Laxman explained, "Our families have always been bonded in tradition. This promise will be fulfilled. We are restoring the cultural values and connections that our ancestors believed in." One guest asked, "Why announce the marriage of a newborn now?" Laxman replied, "Because the bond between our families has been made public. Our traditions must be honored, and this promise must be kept. Ajay is five years old now, and I am confident that when the time comes, he will care for Kotha. In 23 years, we will follow our philosophy of family unity and tradition." The evening concluded with a delicious dinner, and guests left with smiles, content in the knowledge that the promise of tradition and family bonding would continue for generations to come. K.Ragavan 14-3-25

Tribute.

Tribute to G.P. Rajarathinam Karnataka has produced many talented and revered lyricists, writers, and film personalities, and Late G.P. Rajarathinam is undoubtedly one of the most impactful among them. His contributions to the Kannada literary world were immense, and his work continues to bring pride to Kannadigas. No one can deny the significant influence he had during his life. I consider myself fortunate to have had the opportunity to know his daughter, Srilata, and her husband, Mr. Vijayakumar, a dear friend of mine known for his versatile activities. Vijayakumar’s contributions, including conducting engaging quizzes in our apartment complex and his popular podcasts, have earned him much respect and admiration. Today, on the occasion of the 46th anniversary of the great writer's legacy, I believe it's important to remember his contributions to Kannada literature and his impact on the Kannada community. On this special occasion, I wish my good friend, Mr. Vijayakumar, continued success with his podcasts and quizzes. May he keep inspiring others with his talents. I also wish both Vijayakumar and Srilata a peaceful and joyful life ahead. With Warm regards, K.Ragavan 13-3-25 --

Small Story 183.

Small Story 183 An Unexpected Favor Pravin, a pilot working for a leading Indian airline, frequently flew the Bengaluru to Mumbai route, and sometimes international routes to Dubai. One Friday, he received an unexpected call on his mobile. "Hey, how are you? It's Rohini, I just landed from Dubai," said the voice on the other end. Pravin couldn’t recognize the voice immediately. "May I know who this is?" he whispered. "You've forgotten me? I was studying with you in college, staying in Malleswaram. Then you went to Aeronautical Engineering, and we lost touch. My mom was the principal," she continued. Pravin's mind clicked into place. "Oh my God, sorry, Rohini! Where are you?" "I'm working in Dubai and came here to attend a friend's wedding. I got your number from your office. You can take a cab to my location. I'm close to the airport. See you soon!" As Pravin hung up, his thoughts drifted back to the past. Rohini had always been a smart, beautiful girl from a good family. He had once had a crush on her, but she was engaged to a boy who worked in Dubai. After that, they had lost touch. Half an hour later, Rohini arrived, and she hadn't changed a bit. After reminiscing about their old college days, she shared that she was now working as a Front Line Manager at Emirates Airlines, while her husband Shyam worked as a manager at a bank. After she finished her bath, she went to attend her friend's wedding. Later, at 2 pm, Rohini returned with some sweets for Pravin. "Tomorrow morning, I’m flying to Mumbai," Pravin told her. Rohini smiled and said, "I’m also leaving tomorrow, flying on Emirates. Our flights are almost at the same time, but from different terminals." That evening, they went out for dinner. While they were eating, Rohini received a call from her office. After the conversation, she looked at Pravin. "My boss asked if you’re interested in joining our firm. We’re offering international routes with an amazing package. You’ve got two days to think about it." The next day, both of them departed. Pravin couldn't stop thinking about how life was unexpectedly unfolding for him. His girlfriend, Vasanthy, who had been waiting for him to marry her, was also in Dubai, but he had been postponing their wedding because of his frequent flying routes. Now, with this new opportunity at Emirates, he could finally take a step forward in his personal life. Two days later, Pravin confirmed to Rohini that he would accept the offer. He sent a car for her, and two months later, Pravin landed in Dubai. He was greeted at the airport by Vasanthy, who was overwhelmed with emotion after not seeing him for 18 months. Fifteen days later, Pravin and Vasanthy got married, with Rohini’s family and Vasanthy’s friends from the Indian Association in attendance. In the end, Pravin felt that God had truly helped him, as he had received an unexpected favor, not just in his career, but in love as well. K.Ragavan 13-3-25

Small Story 182.

Small Story 182 The Investigation Miracle Madras Central Station was always bustling with activity. As Sampath got down from his train, he stood by, waiting for his friend, Swamy, to pick him up. Swamy had asked him to wait near AAB Restaurant. After ten minutes passed and still no sign of Swamy, Sampath decided to grab a tea. He moved to the counter, got his token, and sipped on the hot beverage. Just as he was finishing, his phone rang. It was Lakshmi, his wife, asking if Swamy had arrived yet. Sampath replied that he was still waiting. He hung up the phone and went back to waiting. Moments later, he received another call from Swamy, apologizing for being stuck in traffic. Both decided to walk toward Swamy's car. Sampath and Swamy were childhood friends from the famous town of Tirunelveli. Both now worked as journalists for a leading magazine—Sampath in Bengaluru and Swamy in Chennai. Tomorrow, the company had a special meeting planned with top producers from Chennai, and both journalists were excited. Their stories were popular, attracting a large viewership, and some producers were keen to adapt them into films. The magazine executives were equally eager to meet the producers and discuss potential collaborations. After arriving at his hotel, Sampath decided to rest. Swamy left for the office, telling him he would return in the evening. Sampath enjoyed a peaceful nap and had lunch at the hotel dining hall. When he returned to his room, Lakshmi called again. "I hope you're rewarded well for your story," she said. Sampath whispered, "God's will." The next day, at 11 a.m., Sampath and Swamy arrived at the office on Anna Salai, where they were greeted by Directors Ram and Prem. Soon, two popular producers, Mohan and Rayhinam, arrived. Everyone moved to the conference hall for the meeting. Producer Mohan was the first to speak. "I like Swamy's story," he said. "It has great potential, and I think it can be developed into a film. I offer one million rupees for the story and screenplay." Director Ram responded, "That's a good offer. The company will take 40 percent due to our image, and the rest will go to you, Mohan." Producer Rathinam then spoke up. "I like Sampath's 'Investigation' story. I want to develop it in four languages. My offer is two million rupees." Ram agreed to this offer and told Sampath, "The company will take the same percentage as we discussed." After the meeting, the contracts were signed, including a clause for a bonus if the films performed well. The day ended with a hearty lunch, and everyone parted ways. On the train ride home, Sampath called Lakshmi with exciting news. "Good news," he said. "For my 'Investigation' story, I will be getting twelve lakh rupees, which we can use for Dad's surgery. Our prayers have been answered." Lakshmi whispered in joy, "I knew your story would be a success. Our family deity has blessed us." Sampath’s heart was filled with happiness, knowing that not only would they be able to help his father, but his suitcase was also filled with his father's favorite treat—wheat halwa. K.Ragavan 12-3-25