Small Story 269.

Small Story 269 "A Surprising Twist in the Final Interview" Shyam had just completed an interview for the position of Territory Manager at a leading tyre company. Feeling the need to relax, he headed to a nearby restaurant to have a cup of tea. Just as he settled in, he was pleasantly surprised to see his old friend Murthy walk in. The two friends, who hadn’t seen each other in five years, greeted each other warmly and sat down to catch up. They talked about their families and careers. Shyam mentioned that he had come for an interview at the tyre company and was thoroughly impressed by the professionalism of the interview process. “Even if I’m not selected,” he said, “I genuinely appreciate the way they conducted the interview.” Murthy shared that he had recently left his job at a company in Chennai and would soon be joining a new organization. He invited Shyam to visit his home and gave him his phone number. That evening, Shyam told his wife Sangeetha about the unexpected meeting with Murthy and how he had been invited to his friend’s home. Later, he visited Murthy's house, met his wife Nandhini and son Bharath, and spent some quality time reminiscing. A week later, Shyam received a message from the tyre company, calling him for a final interview with their Marketing Manager. On the scheduled day, Shyam arrived at the office, and an attendant guided him to the Marketing Manager’s cabin. As he stepped inside, Shyam froze in surprise. Sitting confidently behind the desk was none other than his friend Murthy. Murthy smiled and said, “Welcome, Mr. Shyam. Your earlier interview with our Branch Manager went very well. He appreciated your thoughtful responses. With your MBA in Marketing and your previous success in the confectionery industry, you’re a perfect fit for this role.” Murthy handed him an envelope and continued, “Here’s your appointment letter. When we met last week at the restaurant, I had just joined this company as the new Marketing Manager. I admired how you spoke about our interview process. I kept it a secret so I could surprise you today.” Overwhelmed and thrilled, Shyam accepted the offer letter and thanked Murthy — not just his old friend, but now his new boss. K.Ragavan 7-6-25

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on June 6 June 25 Kudos to Bengaluru for winning the IPL title I write in reference to Ajit Vijaykumar's article IPL 2025: Cricket fortunate to witness final flourish of Virat Kohli's glorious career (June 4): it was a proud and unforgettable moment for Bengalureans, including myself, as we witnessed the final IPL T20 match played in Ahmedabad, where our Royal Challengers Bangalore side clinched a thrilling victory against Punjab Kings. This win marks a significant turning point in RCB’s journey, as they secured their first IPL trophy after 18 long years of perseverance and dedication. The team's unwavering spirit, hard work, and unity were truly commendable and inspirational. RCB’s victory sparked huge celebrations across Bengaluru, with fans expressing their joy and pride in grand fashion. The deep bond between Bengalureans and their home team was evident, turning the city's streets into a sea of red and gold. What made the moment even more special was the spirit of true sportsmanship displayed by Punjab. Despite the loss, they graciously acknowledged and applauded RCB's well-deserved victory, reflecting the essence of the game — that cricket, like any sport, should be played and celebrated with mutual respect and integrity. This final wasn't just about winning a trophy – it was about resilience, belief and the spirit of the game that unites millions. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 268.

Small Story 268 A Father's Blessing Devaki finished her morning routine and waited eagerly for her friend’s call. Right on time, Aruna rang. “Hey Devaki, all set for the day?” “Yes, Aruna. I’ve been waiting for your call. I told my husband Ravi I’ll be home a bit late this evening.” “Great, I’ll be there in ten minutes—already on the way.” Devaki and Aruna, friends for more than twelve years, lived near each other in Anna Nagar. They had made a special plan that day: to visit their beloved old class teacher, Mr. Annaswamy, on the occasion of his 80th birthday and receive his blessings. Annaswamy and his wife, Kanakavalli, lived in Tambaram. Aruna arrived shortly in her car with the driver. Devaki greeted her and offered tea, but Aruna politely declined as she had just finished hers. They set off and reached Annaswamy’s house around 1 PM. The teacher was delighted to see them. He welcomed them warmly and offered sweets. “I just wanted a simple celebration,” he said. “No big functions.” A strict disciplinarian, Mr. Annaswamy had shaped the lives of countless students, many of whom went on to achieve great success. Devaki and Aruna were among his proud students, having studied under him during their school years. To them, he wasn’t just a teacher; he was like a father. Both had lost their own fathers at a young age, and Annaswamy had always been a guiding light. The affection was mutual. Annaswamy had lost his son in an accident years ago and considered the two women as his daughters. His wife, Kanakavalli, had lovingly prepared a delicious feast for them. After spending two joyful hours reminiscing, laughing, and reliving fond memories, Devaki and Aruna handed him a small gift. True to his nature, he gently refused it. “No gifts, just your visit is enough,” he said with a smile. They returned home with full hearts. The happiness they felt wasn’t just from the visit—it was from the blessing of a fatherly figure they had longed for all these years. K.Ragavan 6-6-25

Small Story 267.

Small Story 267. Advice Followed in Time Sam and Chander entered the restaurant right on time. At exactly 5:15 PM, Ram joined them with a cheerful greeting. “Sam, how are you? Why this sudden meeting?” Ram asked with a smile. Sam simply nodded and replied, “Let’s have tea, and I’ll explain.” As the tea arrived, Ram began, “We’ve been friends for thirty-five years, and we’ve all settled in the same place. I just wanted to share something important. Decades ago, when my grandson Vishnu asked me for a puppy, I advised him that it wasn’t the right time—he was too young and busy with studies. Surprisingly, he understood and appreciated my advice. I told him that when the time is right, he can have one.” Ram paused and sipped his tea, then continued, “Now, thirty years later, Vishnu is in a good position at Google. He’s built his own house, settled in Denver with his wife and child. Just last week, he called and said he’s sending tickets for me and Ambujam to visit for six months. He mentioned that our visit would bring joy—and a surprise.” “Six months!” Sam exclaimed. “We’ll really miss you—and your famous sweets.” Chander nodded in agreement. They chatted for a while longer before parting ways. Sixteen days later, Ram and Ambujam arrived in Denver after a comfortable journey. Vishnu, his wife Roshini, and their son Vishal warmly welcomed them. After an hour’s drive, they reached Vishnu’s palatial home. As they entered, a beautiful dog greeted them. “Who is this?” Ram asked, surprised. “This is Prince,” Vishnu smiled. “He’s eight months old.” Ram was amazed by Prince’s behavior—obedient and well-trained. Whatever Vishnu said, the pup followed without hesitation. Later, over tea and sweets, Vishnu leaned over and whispered to his grandfather, “Do you remember when I was eight and wanted a pup? You advised me to wait until the time was right. Eight months ago, I felt the time had come. Prince isn’t just a pet—he’s become a part of our home.” Ram’s eyes sparkled with joy. His advice, long given and patiently remembered, had blossomed at the perfect time. K.Ragavan 5-6-25

Tragic incident.

The recent victory of RCB was a moment of great celebration for fans, but it turned tragic due to an unfortunate stampede that resulted in 11 deaths and left over 50 injured. The chaos was attributed to an unmanageable crowd, and the lack of proper crowd control and emergency response measures, such as timely ambulance access, worsened the situation. What makes this tragedy even more heart-wrenching is that the victims were mostly young individuals—full of life, dreams, and promise. Their untimely loss is a devastating blow to their families and loved ones. This incident serves as a painful reminder of the urgent need for stronger safety protocols and crowd management during large public gatherings. While the celebrations were meant to unite and uplift, the outcome has left a deep scar on the hearts of many. Our thoughts and prayers are with the families of the victims, and we hope that lessons are learned so such tragedies can be prevented in the future. K.Ragavan 4-6-25

Kudos to RCB Team and it's men.

Kudos to RCB Team and it's men It was a proud and unforgettable moment for Bengalureans as they witnessed the final IPL T20 match played in Ahmedabad, where the Royal Challengers Bangalore (RCB) clinched a historic and thrilling victory against the Punjab Kings (PBKS). This win marks a significant turning point in RCB’s journey, as they secured their first IPL trophy after 18 long years of perseverance and dedication. The team's unwavering spirit, hard work, and unity were truly commendable and inspirational. RCB’s victory sparked massive celebrations across Bengaluru, with fans expressing their joy and pride in grand fashion. The deep bond between Bengalureans and their home team was evident, turning the city's streets into a sea of red and gold. What made the moment even more special was the spirit of true sportsmanship displayed by PBKS. Despite the loss, they graciously acknowledged and applauded RCB's well-deserved victory, reflecting the essence of the game — that cricket, like any sport, should be played and celebrated with mutual respect and integrity. This final wasn't just about winning a trophy — it was about resilience, belief, and the spirit of the game that unites millions. K.Ragavan Bengaluru

Small Story 266.

Small Story 266: No One Can Change Destiny Anand came to Anand Sweets to buy his daughter Vasanthy’s favourite sweets for her birthday. Vasanthy was turning 23 and had just completed her MBA exams. After collecting the sweets, someone suddenly called out to him. When he turned around, he saw his old college mate Varsha standing there. It was the first time he was seeing her since she moved to the US. "How are you, Anand? Can you recognize me?" asked Varsha, smiling warmly. "How can I forget my old friend, especially when you've come back to India!" Anand replied cheerfully. Varsha, now 49, still looked smart and admirable. She explained, “I came back fifteen days ago. My husband Ravi wanted to settle back here, and our son Rohit is also interested in starting a business. We've taken an apartment in Elegant Building, D Block.” Anand was surprised. “Which floor?” “Second floor, 201,” she replied. “My God! I’m in 301 — just above you!” Anand laughed. They both laughed and agreed to catch up later that evening. Varsha declined a drop home, saying she had more shopping to do. Anand returned home and shared the good news with his wife, Radhika, who was delighted — she had even attended Varsha’s wedding 27 years ago in Chennai. That evening, Varsha visited with her husband Ravi and their son Rohit. Vasanthy had gone to the temple. After enjoying some sweets, Varsha asked, “Where is Vasanthy?” Radhika smiled, “She’s gone to the temple. It’s her birthday today.” Varsha introduced Rohit — a bright MBA graduate from Harvard who was planning to start a pharmaceutical company in Bengaluru. When Vasanthy returned, she gave prasadam to everyone. Ravi and Varsha were immediately impressed by her beauty and gentle nature. Seeing her qualifications and personality, they expressed interest in having her as their daughter-in-law. Radhika was happy and welcomed the idea. Rohit, too, was drawn to Vasanthy’s simplicity and academic excellence. The next week, Anand, Radhika, and Vasanthy visited Varsha’s apartment. Rohit was delighted to see Vasanthy again. After a few minutes, Varsha came straight to the point. “Anand, I’d love to have Vasanthy as my daughter-in-law. What do you think?” Radhika responded positively, “It’s a good proposal, Varsha.” However, Vasanthy had made up her mind. Calmly and respectfully, she said, “I’ve decided not to marry right now. I want to start a company where women lead and showcase their strength. I’m focused on women empowerment and believe it’s my path.” Everyone respected her decision. Anand added, “I always support others' choices and never impose.” After dinner, they all left with clarity and mutual respect. Rohit admired Vasanthy even more — not just for her beauty or achievements, but for her conviction. Destiny is already written for everyone. Rohit’s destiny in marriage may be with someone else — perhaps an even better match awaits. K.Ragavan 4-6-25

Small Story 265.

Small Story 265. Janaki's Visit and the Surprising Turn of Fate After returning from Madurai, Janaki seemed different. Her recent meeting with her old school friend Archana had brought a fresh energy to her. Despite the years, their bond had remained strong. After eight years, Janaki had finally visited Archana in Madurai to spend some quality time together. Archana had a well-mannered, responsible son named Sanjay, who worked in a private firm. Her husband was employed at a bank. During the visit, Janaki noticed Sanjay’s composed demeanor and found him to be an ideal match — and a thought sparked in her mind. Janaki had a niece, Nandhini, the daughter of her sister-in-law Radhika, who worked in the U.S. Janaki’s only son was married, so she had been thinking of finding a good match for Nandhini. Sanjay seemed perfect. Janaki knew that Radhika and her husband were looking for a groom from the U.S. for their daughter. Though she was unsure if they would agree to consider someone from India, Janaki’s husband Bharath, who understood his sister well, didn’t discourage her. He believed it was worth trying. That evening, Janaki and Bharath visited Radhika’s house. Over tea, Janaki shared details about Sanjay — a handsome, respectable young man, the son of her close friend Archana. To Janaki’s surprise, Radhika responded calmly, “I just received a message from Nandhini. She has already decided to marry someone. She’ll give us the full details soon.” Janaki was disappointed. She had not expected Nandhini to make such a decision without involving the family. Fifteen minutes later, Nandhini called from the U.S. She explained that she had met someone through a social platform, admired his creative and digital talents, and they had mutually decided to get married. She would soon come to Bengaluru to introduce him, and he would also visit her home with his family. A week later, Janaki and her family were invited to Radhika’s house to meet the boy. At 4 PM, the young man arrived with his parents in a taxi. Janaki, who had briefly stepped into the restroom, came out a few minutes later and was utterly shocked — the boy was none other than Sanjay, sitting beside her friend Archana. Sanjay and Nandhini had been friends for over two years. They had met online, connected deeply, and decided to marry after understanding each other well. Nandhini would now join the Indian branch of her company in Bengaluru, and Sanjay had received an offer there too. Janaki was overjoyed — her unspoken wish had come true, though in the most unexpected way. Archana was equally surprised and moved by how destiny aligned with her friend’s heartfelt desire. Two months later, Sanjay and Nandhini began working in Bengaluru and moved into a new apartment. Archana and her husband also got transferred to the same city. Janaki's wish was fulfilled — not only had her niece found a perfect match, but her dearest friend now lived close by, proving the lasting strength of true friendship. K Ragavan 3-6-25

Tribute to Actress Sowcar Janaki 875.

Tribute to Actress Sowcar Janaki – 875 Today, I fondly remember another remarkable personality from the South Indian Film Industry — none other than actress Sowcar Janaki. With a film career spanning over seven decades, she has acted in more than 400 films across four major South Indian languages — Tamil, Telugu, Kannada, and Malayalam — a truly commendable achievement. She has shared the screen with all the legendary heroes of her time, including the late Sivaji Ganesan, Gemini Ganesan, A.V.M. Rajan, Srikanth, and several leading actors from Telugu and Kannada cinema. Sowcar Janaki began her journey as a leading heroine and firmly established her identity through powerful performances. From 1949 to 1975, she was at the peak of her career, leaving a lasting impact on Indian cinema — and this is no exaggeration. Post that era, she transitioned into a versatile character actress, excelling in a wide range of roles and continuing to captivate audiences with her charm and skill. Over the years, she has been honored with numerous accolades, including: Tamil Nadu State Film Award for Iru Kodugal Rajyotsava Award from the Karnataka Government Simha Award Kalaimamani Award And many more prestigious honors. I have had the pleasure of watching many of her unforgettable performances. A few that I always cherish include: Iru Kodugal Uyarntha Manithan Puthiya Paravai Ethir Neechal Bhama Vijayam Pavai Vilakku Kumudham Annai Kadavulai Kanden Akka Thangai Bhagyalakshmi Kasthuri Paar Magaley Paar Maanavan Thunaivan Needhi (and many others I may have missed) Her performance in Iru Kodugal as a collector was extraordinary — her dialogue delivery still resonates with me. In Uyarntha Manithan, her portrayal of a disciplined character was equally memorable. She worked extensively with the legendary K. Balachander, and their collaborations were cinematic gems. One of her masterpieces is Thillu Mullu, where she starred alongside Rajinikanth and the late Thengai Srinivasan. That film continues to bring joy with each rewatch. Her early days in stage dramas further enhanced her acting depth, making her one of the few actresses to master both stage and screen. I have been fortunate to meet her on three occasions, and each time I was deeply impressed by her knowledge, humility, and discipline. A close friend introduced us, and I still keep in touch with her. To me, she is not only a great artist but also a good friend, philosopher, guide, conversationalist, and above all, a wonderful human being. Just a few months ago, I watched her in the film Thambi, where she played the grandmother's role with grace alongside Karthi, Sathyaraj, and Jyothika. Even today, she continues to captivate audiences with her elegance and authenticity. She is not only admired in the film fraternity but also loved by millions of fans across generations. I write this humble tribute with my limited knowledge and utmost respect. If there are any errors, I kindly ask readers to forgive them. Whenever I meet her, I call her "Amma", a word she deeply cherishes — and I am always moved by her warm response. Today, I feel immense joy in paying tribute to this versatile and talented actress who made a significant impact on the Indian film industry. – K. Ragavan 2-6-25

Small Story 264.

Small Story 264: The Simple Formula by Ram Ram was chatting with his friend Ramesh during their usual evening meeting when he received a call from his wife, Pankajam. “Rajan and Suresh have come to see you,” she said. “They’re waiting at home. They said they’ll share the news once you arrive. I’m also just leaving and will be home in ten minutes.” Ram quickly wrapped up his meeting and headed home. At his apartment, Rajan and Suresh—sons of Ram’s close friends—were eagerly waiting. “Sir,” Rajan began, “we followed your advice and restricted our hobbies during exam time, just like you said. Because of that, we were able to focus better and scored very well!” Suresh added, “I got excellent results in Chemistry, and Rajan has earned great recognition in Physiotherapy!” Ram was overjoyed. The boys had applied his simple formula—to pause distractions during crucial periods—and it had paid off. Their success was a testament to how a small change in discipline could yield big rewards. To celebrate, Ram offered them gulab jamun prepared by Pankajam, in return for the mysorepak they had brought. After spending a joyful evening together, Rajan and Suresh left, their hearts full of gratitude and happiness. Later, Ram’s friends Vandhana and Kousik also expressed their heartfelt thanks for Ram’s simple, non-intrusive, yet powerful advice. K.Ragavan 2-6-25

Small Story 263.

Small Story 263 An Evening of Surprises at the Reception Rajesh took his reserved seat at the restaurant, feeling a mix of nostalgia and excitement. It had been three years since his transfer to Bengaluru, and this visit to Mysore brought back many memories. He was now the District Manager for a leading multinational pharmaceutical company headquartered in Germany. His wife, Anjali, couldn’t accompany him as she couldn’t get leave from her bank job. He had come alone to represent her at the wedding reception of Mr. Paul's son. Mr. Paul was a close friend of Anjali’s father. The event was being held at the prestigious Southern Star Hotel, where Rajesh also had a room booked. After visiting the Mysore Palace and other attractions, Rajesh returned to his room to freshen up. By 6 PM, he was at the reception hall, which was already buzzing with guests — including several VIPs and VVIPs. The prominence was understandable, as Mr. Paul was a retired Inspector General and currently the Director of the famous OO1 Investigation Academy in Mysore, renowned internationally. Rajesh felt honored to attend such a high-profile event. Around 7 PM, the legendary OO1 and his assistant Ranjitha arrived. While enjoying the evening snacks, Mr. Paul inquired about Anjali and introduced Rajesh to the Chief Investigator of OO1, emphasizing Rajesh’s background as a gold medalist in M.Pharm. Rajesh was thrilled to meet such an internationally respected figure. He was also introduced to OO1's wife, Ambujam, a well-known name in the world of philanthropy. The evening took an even more surprising turn when Ranjitha shared that her uncle was the Technical Director at the German headquarters of Rajesh’s company. This unexpected connection delighted Rajesh. He had come simply to attend a wedding reception, but he left having met stalwarts in the field of investigation and discovered influential links to his professional life. As he made his way back to his room, he couldn’t help but replay the day’s remarkable events in his mind — an evening truly beyond expectations. K.Ragavan 1-6-25

Great loss.

The passing of the versatile and multifaceted actor Rajesh is a profound loss to the film industry. He carved a unique identity through a wide range of roles and was admired and respected by all in the film fraternity. His contributions to cinema will always be remembered and cherished. May his soul rest in peace. Our heartfelt condolences to his family during this difficult time. May they find the strength to bear this irreparable loss. K Ragavan 31-5-25

Small Story 262.

Small Story 262. Temple Encounter – A Bond Beyond Blood After Chander’s retirement, he and his wife Madhavi decided to move into their newly bought apartment. At 60 and 56 respectively, Chander and Madhavi were a couple made for each other — understanding, loving, and content. Their peaceful life together was nothing short of a blessing. Settling into the new apartment brought fresh joy — new neighbors, a refreshing atmosphere, and a renewed sense of life. One evening, their daughter Vasanthy called from New Jersey. Curious about the new home, she asked her father to show her around. Chander happily gave her a video tour, and she complimented his choice warmly. After a pleasant chat with Vasanthy and his son-in-law Rishi, Chander hung up the call. His thoughts drifted back to his last visit to New Jersey — especially the serene moments spent at the New Jersey temple. It was there that he and Madhavi had met a young woman named Roshani. Roshani, just 23, had lost her parents early in life and was raised by her uncle in Bengaluru. She now lived and worked in New Jersey. During their temple visit, she had been a kind guide to Chander and Madhavi, and a warm friendship blossomed instantly. Touched by their kindness, Roshani invited them to her home, where they met her again along with Vasanthy and Rishi. As they were leaving, Roshani hesitated for a moment and then said with emotion, “I don’t know how or why, but I feel a deep attachment to both of you. Can I call you Dad and Mum?” Madhavi smiled warmly and said, “Of course, you can.” From that day, Roshani called them every week without fail. For the past two years, she had remained in close contact. That day, Vasanthy messaged Chander with joyful news — Roshani was getting married in Bengaluru and would soon visit. Later that evening, Roshani called. “Dad,” she said excitedly, “My marriage is fixed and will be held in Bengaluru. You and Mum must bless me.” “Of course,” Chander replied with a smile. Twenty days later, Roshani’s wedding was celebrated in grand style. Her groom, Anand, was also from Bengaluru and worked in New Jersey. On the wedding day, Vasanthy called to wish Roshani and said, “Even though I couldn't come, you're lucky to have Dad and Mum there to bless you.” Roshani shed happy tears. “Yes, I am very lucky,” she whispered. After the wedding, Roshani visited Chander and Madhavi on Father’s Day. She brought them gifts — a beautiful watch for Chander and a delicate chain for Madhavi. “I’m giving this to my loving Dad and Mum,” she said. “The day I met you both at the New Jersey temple, I was truly blessed.” Chander and Madhavi hugged her tightly, and with emotion in their voices, whispered, “We are blessed too, Roshani — to have another daughter.” K.Ragavan 31-5-25

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on 30 May 25 ,Trump's University move. will damage America's brand I write in reference to Ahmed S Almansoori and Shireena Al Nowais's article Emirati Harvard alumni criticise Trump plan to block overseas students (May 28): the Trump administration's recent plan to bar foreign students from attending Ivy League universities was unexpected and may have significant negative consequences. Experts suggest that it could adversely affect the US economy, particularly in sectors that benefit from international talent, such as technology, research and academia. Moreover, critics argue that the policy sends a discouraging message to global students, undermines the US’s long-standing reputation for educational excellence, and potentially drives international talent to other countries like Canada, the UK and Australia. Emirati Harvard alumni, among others, voiced concern over the decision, stressing that such measures could harm not only international relations but also the academic and cultural diversity that fuels innovation in US institutions. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 261.

Small Story 261. Sweet Affection, Sugarless Tea Ram, after finishing his regular morning walk, stepped into the familiar setting of his beloved group—a gathering of friends he had been meeting for over three years. Their warmth and camaraderie were always accompanied by sweet tea, served faithfully by the nearby restaurant. Despite his diabetic condition, Ram often accepted the tea, not for its taste but for the affection behind the gesture. The tea was brewed in bulk, sweetened beforehand, and served from a common flask. While Ram hesitated to speak against it, he also couldn’t ignore the thoughtful hospitality of his friends. One day, however, things changed. Upon noticing Ram’s quiet reluctance, several group members decided to act. They approached the restaurant staff with a heartfelt request: could they prepare a separate sugarless tea just for Ram? After repeated appeals and genuine persistence, the restaurant—honoring the long-standing presence of the group that had gathered there for over two and a half decades—agreed to change their policy. Ram was deeply touched. The gesture was more than a cup of unsweetened tea—it was a symbol of thoughtful affection and respect. Holding the warm cup in his hands, Ram smiled and said, “I’m lucky to be part of this group.” K.Ragavan 30-5-25

Small Story 260.

Small Story 260 The Unexpected VIP Encounter Today, Seshan had planned to meet his old friend Chander, but he was disappointed as heavy rains poured in his area. Chander had come all the way from New Zealand with his wife. Seshan and Chander had served in the same firm that manufactured pharmaceutical machinery, both working as technical engineers. After retirement, Seshan chose to settle in Bengaluru, while Chander moved to New Zealand with his wife, following their only daughter Aditi, who had migrated there with her husband and son. Now, after three years, Chander was visiting Bengaluru, staying at his uncle’s house on Kanakapura Road. He had invited Seshan to meet him. Although Seshan had already invited them for lunch earlier, Chander and his uncle’s family insisted that Seshan should visit them first. There was still no sign of the rain stopping. Suddenly, Seshan received a call from his son in Sydney. His son was delighted to hear that Uncle Chander was in town and fondly recalled playing chess with him during childhood. After chatting for a few minutes, he wished that the rain would stop soon so his father could meet his old friend. Miraculously, within ten minutes, the rain ceased. Seshan called out to his wife Anjali to get ready, and together they headed to Chander's place. On arrival, they were warmly welcomed by Chander, his wife, and his uncle Swamy and his wife. After enjoying delicious sweets and snacks, Swamy asked Seshan how long he had been in Bengaluru. "It's my eighth year, sir. I really enjoy the culture and traditional values here," Seshan replied. Swamy nodded in agreement. “Yes, people here are deeply rooted in faith and tradition. I’ve been living here for thirty years since I retired as Chief Director of RAW.” Seshan was taken aback. “You are the Swamy of RAW? The one who cracked several high-profile cases and was honored by the government 25 years ago? I remember! My late father was your admirer, and so am I. What an honor to meet you—thanks to my old friend Chander.” Chander smiled modestly. “I’ve heard about Swamy’s remarkable career from my mother too. She admired his service deeply.” After spending quality time reminiscing and sharing stories, Seshan and his wife left with hearts full of joy—not only from reuniting with an old friend, but also from unexpectedly meeting a national hero. Swamy warmly promised to visit Seshan s K.Ragavan 29-5-25 .

Kudos to AnantNag.

The recent announcement of the Padma Bhushan Award for the year 2025, bestowed upon the versatile actor of the Sandalwood film industry, Anant Nag, is truly amazing and well-deserved. With a remarkable career spanning over five decades, Anant Nag has contributed to more than 300 films, portraying a wide range of characters with exceptional depth and authenticity. His unique presence and acting prowess have carved a distinct identity for him in the Kannada film industry—an image that no one can deny. Now at the age of 76, receiving this prestigious national honor, although long overdue, is a fitting recognition of his immense contributions to Indian cinema and culture. Kudos to Anant Nag—a true legend of Sandalwood! K.Ragavan 28-5-25

Small Story 259.

--- Small Story 259: Grandpa’s Wise Advice Aarti was waiting for her husband, Sanjay, to return home so they could go out together to buy a pup of a good breed. Aarti lived with her in-laws in a joint family, where all major household decisions were made by Sanjay’s father, Ram. Ram had recently retired as a General Manager from a private firm. His wife, Nandhini, was a homemaker. Sanjay and Ram arrived home together after their shopping trip. Their grandson, Vishnu, eagerly awaited his grandfather’s return—he had something important to ask. As soon as he saw him, Ram smiled and asked, “What’s the matter, my boy?” “Grandpa,” said Vishnu, “I saw a very cute Dachshund pup at my friend’s house, and I really want to have one just like it.” Ram nodded thoughtfully. “That’s a good idea, my grandson. You are in the 3rd standard now, and we live in a three-bedroom apartment with all amenities. But if a pup comes into our home, where will we accommodate it? And who will look after it as it grows?” He continued, “Even though this breed is small, raising a pup needs dedication. A dog is a faithful friend, but care and attention are equally important. If we lived in an independent house, we could provide it more space and care. If you’re serious about taking care of it and are willing to sacrifice some study time, I would encourage you. But think carefully.” Listening to his grandfather’s thoughtful words, Vishnu replied, “Grandpa, you are right. My friend’s family has a full-time servant to take care of the pup. As you said, studies are important now. I’ll think about getting a pup later. You’re not just my grandfather—you’re the true decision-maker and guide of our home.” Ram smiled and whispered, “The right time will come, and I’m proud of you for understanding.” K Ragavan 28-5-25

Small Story 258.

Small Story 258 A Timely Meal and a Timelier Help Ramaswamy visited the newly opened restaurant near his apartment, much praised by his neighbors for its delicious food and quality service. He sat down, and within a couple of minutes, a waiter approached him with the list of available dishes. Ramaswamy ordered idly, vada, and dosa. After tasting the dishes, he appreciated his neighbors’ recommendation. He was impressed by the food and the neatness of the place, which had opened just ten days ago. After enjoying a cup of tea, he took a parcel—two idlies and one vada—for his wife Ragini. As he reached the gate of his apartment complex, the security guard handed him a card and said, “Your friend Narahari left this for you. He asked you to call him.” Ramaswamy immediately called Narahari and asked what the matter was. Narahari replied, “Nothing urgent. It’s just been a long time since we spoke, and I felt like talking to you. Are you free?” “Yes, I’m free. Go ahead,” Ramaswamy replied as he walked toward his office reception and sat down. Narahari continued, “Yesterday, my maternal uncle was admitted to the hospital. The treatment is expected to cost around ₹40,000. His son lives in the UK, and although he sends enough money every month, my uncle doesn’t want to trouble him. Last month, he helped a poor friend with his daughter’s wedding, which drained his bank balance. He’s too modest to ask for help now. I want to support him, but I forgot my wallet during my morning walk. The hospital is nearby, so I thought of asking you for help. I’ll GPay you the amount as soon as I get home.” “No problem, Narahari,” Ramaswamy responded without hesitation. “Tell me the hospital name, I’ll come over right away.” He handed the food parcel to the security guard and asked him to deliver it to Ragini, saying he'd be back shortly. At the hospital, he paid the bill and comforted Narahari’s uncle, assuring him that everything would be fine. An hour later, Ramaswamy received ₹40,000 via GPay from Narahari, just as promised. The incident left him touched. Helping each other during critical times shows true humanity. Both Narahari’s uncle—who selflessly supported a poor family’s wedding—and Ramaswamy, who helped a friend in urgent need, exemplified the kindness and compassion that still exists in this world. K.Ragavan 27-5-25

Tribute to Madhyamar Group 874.

Tribute to Madhyamar Group - 874 Today, I would like to pay tribute to a remarkable group on the popular social media platform, Facebook — the Madhyamar Group. If I’m correct, this group was founded around seven years ago and has since grown into a vibrant community of over seventy thousand dedicated members. Their enthusiastic participation and interest in the group’s diverse activities are truly admirable. The Madhyamar Group stands out for its engaging and well-structured content that spans across various topics, including general knowledge, literature, and entertainment. Their systematic and consistent programs are truly laudable. Though my association with the group has been for only ten months, I have come to deeply appreciate the unique way they recognize member participation — by awarding certificates, which adds a sense of encouragement and value that many appreciate today. A special mention must be made of the capable moderators, whose sincere efforts and dedication in selecting winners across various topics deserve high praise. They invest their valuable time to ensure fairness and quality in all aspects of the group's functioning. Before I conclude, I would like to extend my heartfelt compliments to the founder of the Madhyamar Group, Mr. Shankar Rajarathinam, and his amazing team of administrators. Their commitment and vision have elevated this group to a prominent position among Facebook communities. The energy and enthusiasm, particularly from senior members, is especially worth highlighting. Their active involvement brings a unique charm to the group. Kudos to the Madhyamar Group! I sincerely wish the group continued growth and success — and hope it soon crosses the one lakh members milestone! With Warm Rgards, K.Ragavan 26-5-25

Small Story 257.

Small Story 257: Miracle Duo and a Fortunate Encounter Murali landed at Bengaluru International Airport from Dubai via Emirates Airlines. After completing the formalities, he stepped out to find his friend Murthy waiting for him. Murthy greeted him warmly and drove him home. On the way, Murthy asked about Murali’s journey and how his family was doing in Dubai. “All are doing well,” Murali replied. “How about your family and parents?” “They’re fine too,” Murthy said, as they reached his independent house in Banashankari. Murali was warmly welcomed by Murthy’s wife Anjali and his parents. Murali, a bank manager in Dubai, had met Murthy three years ago when Murthy visited Dubai with his wife. They met at a restaurant, struck up a conversation, and quickly became good friends. Murthy, a media consultant, had come to explore opportunities in Dubai and, thanks to Murali, landed a consultancy contract with a major media company. Now, Murali was visiting Bengaluru to attend his close friend Naveen’s wedding, and he had planned to meet Murthy as well. When Murthy heard Murali was coming, he insisted that Murali stay with him. Murali’s wife, a doctor, couldn’t make the trip. The next day, Murali convinced Murthy to accompany him to the wedding at a grand kalyana mantapa in Jayanagar. Naveen was delighted to meet Murthy and thanked Murali for bringing such a "powerful personality" to his wedding. Murali, surprised, asked, “What do you mean by ‘powerful personality’?” Naveen explained, “I completed my degree in Communication and Advertising. During one of our seminars, Murthy gave an inspiring lecture. His knowledge deeply impressed me. Now I’ve joined a media company and was looking for a consultant. I couldn’t find his contact, and I was hoping to meet him someday. And now, you’ve brought him here from Dubai!” He handed Murthy his card and said, “Please visit our office this coming Monday. Let’s discuss a possible collaboration.” Murthy was surprised and pleased. He had always wanted to associate with a company like Naveen’s—and now, thanks to Murali, the connection was made. Murali thanked Murthy for attending the wedding, not knowing it would lead to something greater. Two days later, Murali flew back to Dubai with a heart full of happiness—not only had Murthy attended the wedding, but a valuable new connection had been made. Indeed, true love and friendship are always recognized—and the miracle duo, Murali and Murthy, were living proof. K.Ragavan 26-5-25

Small Story 256.

Small Story 256. Blogger’s Delightful Reunion Vasanthy boarded the flight and settled into her seat, eager to meet her grandchildren in Boston. After two long years, she was finally visiting her daughter Roshani’s family. Her husband, Ramesh, couldn't join her this time due to work commitments. Roshani had given birth to twins the previous year, and Vasanthy, now 53, had become a grandmother. Ramesh was 57. Roshani worked in a leading bank, and her husband Vishnu was employed at a top software company. They owned a lovely home in a centrally located area of Boston. After an 18-hour journey, Vasanthy arrived in Boston. She was greeted warmly by her son-in-law, Vishnu, who explained that Roshani couldn’t come to the airport because of the twins. After a pleasant 30-minute drive, they reached home. Roshani embraced her mother tightly, and the twins, Atul and Vishal, greeted their pretty grandma with innocent smiles. Vasanthy was amazed to see how much they had grown. A live-in maid helped Roshani manage the children, making it easier for her to continue her office work. A week later, Roshani received a call from her close friend, Nandhini, in Denver. “Mum has to visit me too,” Nandhini insisted. “Certainly, Nandhini. I’ll bring her next month,” Roshani promised. That same day, Ramesh called to see the children and chat with everyone. The following month, Roshani, Vasanthy, and the twins visited Nandhini in Denver. Nandhini was thrilled to see them, fondly recalled old memories, and treated them to sweets and snacks. Her husband, Ram, warmly greeted them and couldn’t stop admiring the adorable twins. During their week in Denver, they visited iconic spots like the Rocky Mountains, Royal Gorge, and the Denver Botanical Gardens. On the last day, Nandhini hosted a tea party for her friends. One of her friends looked at Vasanthy and exclaimed, “Oh! You're the blogger! I read your stories regularly—they’re amazing with such meaningful subjects.” The other guests were equally delighted to discover that their friend’s mother was a well-known blogger. Vasanthy felt honored and a little surprised at the recognition. After four joyous months in Boston and Denver, Vasanthy returned to her hometown, Bengaluru. Seeing Ramesh at the airport, she hugged him tightly. Although they had been in touch through video calls, nothing compared to being together in person. Ramesh whispered, “Welcome back, my lovely blogger wife. Looks like you had a celebrity’s welcome in Denver.” Vasanthy smiled and replied, “So now I’m a celebrity, huh?” “To me, you always were,” Ramesh said warmly. And in their 27 years of married life, Vasanthy had always felt his words to be more than just loving flattery—they were his genuine belief in her. K.Ragavan 25-5-25

Small Story 255.

Small Story 255: Mission of Selfless Service It was 6 P.M. when Shyam arrived at his usual meeting spot, hoping to see his friend Keshav. But for the third day in a row, Keshav was missing. They had met at this very place five years ago and had quickly become close friends. Their evening meet-ups had become a daily routine, making Keshav’s absence all the more worrying. Unable to stay patient, the next day Shyam went straight to Keshav’s office, only to find out that he was on leave. His phone was also switched off, which made Shyam even more anxious. Keshav had recently moved to a new apartment, but unfortunately, Shyam didn’t know the address. Two days later, Shyam finally received a message from Keshav, asking him to meet at their usual place. When they met, Shyam hugged him tightly and asked, “Why the silence these past few days?” Keshav looked at him with a heavy heart and said, “Something unfortunate happened in our family. My younger brother, Laxman, left home without informing anyone. We were all deeply worried. After searching for days, we finally found him through a friend—he had joined a holy ashram.” He continued, “This isn’t an ordinary ashram. It’s a newly established spiritual and service-oriented organization led by Ramacharya, a former professor who renounced everything to start a mission of selfless service. The ashram helps only those who truly deserve support and aims to foster national spirit among youth and the physically challenged—without any selfish motive.” Keshav paused before adding, “Laxman was deeply moved by their work and chose to join their mission. He didn’t tell us because he feared we might stop him, thinking only unmarried people could dedicate their lives in this way.” “Our father, however, has always supported our choices. Once he understood Laxman’s reason, he appreciated his decision. Laxman completed his B.Com last year, and now he’s fully committed to this mission. The organization even pays a modest salary to its volunteers and has started a small industry to fund its services.” Shyam felt a wave of relief. His friend’s brother hadn’t disappeared into trouble—but into something noble. “Your brother is part of a great mission,” Shyam said. “Serving others selflessly is one of the highest callings.” K.Ragavan 24-5-25

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on 23 May 25 Dubai a global educational hub I write in reference to the article Number of university students in Dubai surges by 20% (May 19): over the years, Dubai has evolved into a prominent educational hub, home to several globally recognised universities. This growth highlights the emirate’s impressive standing in the international arena. Today, it offers vast opportunities for international students across all academic fields, making it a truly global destination for higher education. All of this progress is a result of the forward-thinking policies aimed at not only advancing the lives of Emiratis but also welcoming students from around the world. Kudos to Dubai for its commitment to education, diversity and global excellence. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 254.

Small Story 254 "The Seat of Luck" Smitha boarded the bus to Shimoga and settled into her reserved seat. The seat next to her was vacant. Just five minutes before departure, a well-mannered lady appeared and stood nearby, looking for a place to sit. The conductor approached, asking to see her ticket. “I couldn’t get a reservation at the last minute,” she explained politely. “Can you find me a seat?” The conductor replied, “This seat is reserved. The passenger might show up any time.” Smitha observed the lady with empathy. She looked decent and composed, and it was clear she was in need of help. The bus engine started. The conductor signaled the driver to move. “But what if the original passenger comes?” he asked the lady. “I’m confident they won’t,” she replied with a smile. The conductor allowed her to sit beside Smitha. Twenty kilometers passed, and no one came to claim the seat. The journey continued peacefully. Smitha broke the silence. “Hi, I’m Smitha. I’m heading to Shimoga for a friend’s wedding.” The lady smiled. “I’m Mohini. I’m visiting a friend and also hoping to secure a seat in a medical college there.” “Best of luck,” Smitha said. “If you’ve got good credentials, you’ll surely get in.” As the bus moved on, they exchanged sweets and chocolates and chatted pleasantly. Upon reaching Shimoga, they parted ways. The next day, Mohini walked into the medical college with her documents. After verifying them, the staff directed her to the selection committee. To her shock, when she entered the room, she saw Smitha sitting at the panel. Smitha recognized her immediately. “Your credentials are good,” she said. “My part of the review is done. The final selection will be made by the chief.” Mohini sat nervously, praying for good news. Ten minutes later, a man in his mid-50s entered and greeted Smitha. “Sorry, I missed the bus yesterday and had to take a taxi,” he said. Mohini instantly understood—this was the man who had reserved the seat on the bus. Because he missed it, she had the chance to sit there. The chief reviewed Mohini’s records and approved her admission. After he left, Smitha smiled and said, “Looks like you got lucky twice. First his seat on the bus, and now his approval for your college seat.” Mohini whispered gratefully, “I’m truly blessed to get admission into this college. K.Ragavan 23-5-25

Small Story 253.

Small Story 253 Train Encounter and a Familiar Name Rakesh arrived at the POS building where he had been called for an interview with a leading consultancy firm. A few other candidates were already waiting, and he quietly took a seat. After about twenty minutes, his turn came. He entered the interview room confidently. The interviewer, a professional and composed woman named Mithula, was impressed by Rakesh's credentials and his clear, articulate presentation. At the end of the session, she smiled and told him that he would receive his appointment letter and posting details within a couple of days. Excited, Rakesh returned home and shared the good news with his mother, Janaki. As an MBA graduate with a solid background, it wasn’t surprising he secured a promising position so soon. Two days later, the appointment letter arrived. It included an attractive package and mentioned that he was to report to the company's branch in Madurai. A week later, he booked his ticket on the Vande Bharat Express from Chennai to Madurai. When the train began to move, a young lady rushed in and took the seat next to him. During the journey, she introduced herself as Vasanthy and mentioned she was heading to Madurai to visit her uncle. Rakesh introduced himself too and said he was joining a software company there as a Program Manager. Upon reaching Madurai, they parted ways. The next day, Rakesh entered his new office, located in a posh building in Chokkikulam. He received a warm welcome from his manager and team. After settling into his cabin, tea was served, and his colleagues briefed him about his role — he would be leading a team of five. In the afternoon, he was asked to meet the HR Manager. As he entered the room, he was stunned — the HR Manager was none other than Vasanthy, his co-passenger from the train. She smiled and greeted him warmly. “Welcome to our team, Rakesh! Our headquarters is in the US, and next month you'll be going there for training.” Still surprised, Rakesh replied, “Thank you, Madam.” “Please, don’t call me Madam,” Vasanthy laughed. “We believe in addressing each other by name.” She continued, “Where are you staying?” “I’m currently in a hotel, but I’ll be looking for a place soon,” Rakesh said. “Well, I recognized you on the train. I was the one who selected you based on your impressive credentials. And more than that, your father, Professor Ram, is quite well-known. My elder brother often speaks highly of his brilliance in science.” She offered him temporary accommodation at her uncle’s house until he could find a place of his own after training. “Thank you, Vasanthy,” Rakesh nodded gratefully. As he left her office, the realization of how respected his father was filled him with pride and happiness. That unexpected connection made his new journey even more special. K.Ragavan 22-5-25

Kudos to Director T.S.Nagabharana.

Another amazing clip from the award-winning and versatile writer-director T.S. Nagabharana, along with the talented music director Bapu Padmanabha, takes us 32 years back to the memorable film Akasmika. This iconic movie, featuring the late stalwart Dr. Rajkumar and other prominent actors, made a significant impact and is still lauded for its powerful storytelling and emotional depth. The presentation, enriched by soulful music and meaningful lyrics, remains admirable to this day. I particularly recall the song Agumbeya, whose rhythm and lyrical depth resonate deeply—its impact undeniable. T.S. Nagabharana is not just a director; he is a master storyteller known for his unique ability to connect with the audience. As always, the director plays a pivotal role in any cinematic creation, and in Akasmika, his vision and narrative strength truly stood out. The synergy between him and music director Bapu Padmanabha was evident, showcasing how powerful collaboration enhances cinematic experience. The recent clip revisiting this classic is a testament to Nagabharana's enduring relevance and creativity.Theater experience talk and B.V.Karanth name was mentioned is another added point forvthis clip Kudos to him for continuing to inspire and reflect on his remarkable past works. With warm regards, K. Ragavan 21-5-25

Important issue.

Subject: Appeal to Address Rainfall-Related Infrastructure Issues in Bengaluru Recent rains and their aftermath in the Garden City, Bengaluru, have once again highlighted the city's inadequate infrastructure. Despite witnessing similar conditions every year, it is disappointing that the local administration has not yet taken effective measures to address these recurring issues. The waterlogging, traffic disruptions, and damage caused by heavy rainfall severely impact the daily commute of thousands, especially IT professionals who travel long distances to reach their workplaces. While it is true that the timing and severity of rains are difficult to predict, their consequences have become all too familiar — and preventable with the right infrastructure. I earnestly request the local authorities to prioritize long-term solutions for urban flooding and drainage management. It is essential to ensure that our roads are resilient and that citizens can travel safely and without unnecessary hindrances. Let us hope that the administration takes timely action to create a safer, more accessible Bengaluru for all. K.Ragavan Bengaluru 21-5-25 --- https://www.narendramodi.in/network/userpost-task/682d2742d533a85c993a8abf via MyNt

Small Story 252.

Small Story 252. City's Favourite Three Smitha was waiting at the Silk Institute Metro Station for her friend Kanaka. They were supposed to attend a function at their friend Radha’s house in Jayanagar. Ten minutes passed, but there was no sign of Kanaka. Suddenly, Smitha’s phone rang—it was Kanaka. “Sorry, I met an old friend on the way. I’ll be there in five minutes,” she said. True to her word, Kanaka arrived shortly, accompanied by her friend Rohini, an architect. She introduced Rohini to Smitha as they walked. “I’m so happy to meet both of you,” said Rohini. “I’m also attending a Satyanarayana Pooja in Jayanagar at my friend Radha’s house. I used to live in that area but recently moved to a new layout.” Smitha and Kanaka were surprised to learn Rohini was also friends with Radha. They all reached Radha’s place together, where the atmosphere was buzzing. Many VIPs, including film personalities, were present. Smitha hadn’t realized the stature her friend Radha held in society. A digital creator known for her honest and creative content, Radha was clearly admired by many. Just then, Radha received a call from a friend. “Radha, I’m so sorry. I’ll have to miss your pooja today. I had booked tickets a week ago for a unique stage drama that starts at 10 a.m. and runs for over eight hours.” “No problem,” Radha said kindly. “Enjoy the play—I’ll send the prasadam to your home.” After attending the pooja and enjoying the lunch, Smitha and Kanaka started to leave. On the way out, Kanaka said thoughtfully, “Today I observed three things that this city loves the most: Satyanarayana Poojas, timeless stage dramas, and restaurants that serve every kind of cuisine.” “You’re right,” whispered Smitha, smiling. K.Ragavan 21-5-25

Small Story 251.

Small Story 251 A Great Gesture of Friendship Ramu and Somu were good friends since childhood. They were also neighbours in the same apartment complex. Somu worked as a Quality Manager in a pharmaceutical company and wished to stay permanently in his favourite city, Bengaluru, as he was the only son of his parents. Ramu, on the other hand, had recently completed his graduation and post-graduation, with plans to go overseas. One day, he visited a friend’s house and saw a beautiful pet dog. He immediately took a liking to the breed and soon brought home a similar pet, naming him Prince. Ramu treated Prince like royalty, and they quickly developed a strong bond. Time passed, and Ramu received a job offer from a reputed bank in Dubai. That evening, as usual, Ramu met Somu in the park. Somu noticed Ramu looking sad and asked what was wrong. Ramu shared the good news about the Dubai offer but said he was hesitant to accept it because of his recent adoption of Prince. He was even ready to forgo the opportunity. Somu nodded and said, “Why would you miss such a great opportunity, my dear friend? I too have grown fond of Prince after seeing his smartness and energy. I was planning to buy a similar dog, but now I have a better idea. Since you got this offer, I’ll take care of Prince at my home. Your parents can visit him anytime, as we live next door.” Ramu’s eyes filled with tears. He hugged Somu and whispered, “This is a great help. I’m so happy you like Prince too.” Somu smiled and said, “I’ll be here permanently, and I’ll take good care of Prince. I want your career to shine.” Ramu whispered with emotion, “Prince is truly lucky… and so am I to have a friend like you.” K.Ragavan 20-5-25

Kudos to Director PrakashBelawadi.

Kudos to Director Prakash Belawadi for the Mighty Effort in Bringing Parva to the Stage One of the most remarkable developments in the theatre arena recently has been the successful staging of the epic play Parva by renowned director Prakash Belawadi and his talented team. Many of my friends had the privilege of witnessing this theatrical marvel and were deeply moved by the sheer dedication and artistry that brought this monumental work to life on stage. Running for over nine hours, with intervals, the play held audiences spellbound throughout. The patience and appreciation shown by the audience were a testament to the engaging nature of the performance. Particularly praiseworthy were the powerful dialogue delivery and the portrayal of various complex characters by the ensemble cast — each role performed with immense conviction and skill. The success of Parva is a shining example of what hard work, determination, and passion for the arts can achieve. Director Prakash Belawadi, with his versatile and visionary leadership, has once again proved his mettle in the world of theatre. Kudos to him and the entire team for this outstanding achievement. With warm regards, K. Ragavan 19-05-2025

Tribute 873.

Tribute to My Friend Gopalakrishnan Sundararaman (873) Through various social media platforms, I’ve had the pleasure of connecting with many wonderful friends who express their thoughts and passions in unique ways—be it film news, discussions about old film actors, or insightful reviews of movies across multiple languages. Among them, one friend who truly stands out is none other than Gopalakrishnan Sundararaman. Known for his multifaceted talents as a writer, poet, and a source of authentic news and reviews, Gopalakrishnan's contributions are both impressive and inspiring. His posts consistently reflect depth, accuracy, and a genuine passion for cinema. I’ve been fortunate to see his active involvement over the past few years in groups like Mukthafilms 60 and other similar platforms, which has only deepened my admiration for his vast knowledge and articulate expression. Before I conclude, I would like to extend my heartfelt wishes to Gopalakrishnan and his family for continued happiness, good health, and peace. I also look forward to seeing many more of his thoughtful and engaging posts on cinema—especially those highlighting films from various languages. With warm regards, K.Ragavan 19-5-25

Small Story 250.

--- Small Story 250 The 250th Wonder: A Storyteller’s Legacy Nandhini was thrilled when her boss assigned her to interview the legendary, award-winning writer Ramnath—celebrated across the country for his unique stories and about to complete his 250th book. As an anchor at a leading entertainment and literary-focused TV channel, Nandhini was used to high-profile interviews, but this was special. Her boss, Mukesh, called her personally. "You're interviewing Ramnath," he said. "He's a magic word in the literary world, especially known for his gripping stories." Nandhini immediately reached out to Ramnath, who warmly agreed and confirmed their appointment for 11:30 AM two days later. On the day of the interview, she arrived at his elegant, well-maintained garden house on Kanakapura Road. The security, expecting her, led her and her cameraman inside. In the tastefully decorated hall, Ramnath’s wife, Sandhya, greeted them with a warm smile and served tea. Five minutes later, Ramnath entered the room. A man in his mid-fifties with a calm, pleasant personality, he instantly put Nandhini at ease. After brief introductions, Nandhini began, “Our viewers would love to know—how did your writing journey begin?” Ramnath smiled. “At 25, I read a short story by a woman author. I was stunned by her storytelling. That was the spark that pushed me into writing. At the time, I was working as a history professor. Within two months, I wrote my first short story. It was published in a leading magazine and received a great response.” He paused, then continued, “Slowly, I developed my style. After six years and sixty books, I resigned from my job. I began writing ten stories a year, and over 25 years, I’ve now completed my 250th book—thanks to God’s grace. Many of my stories have been translated into other languages.” “What would you say is your main strength?” asked Nandhini. “My imagination, my connection to reality, awareness of society’s needs, and choosing non-controversial topics. These helped me earn readers' trust and accolades.” “And what message would you like to share with our viewers?” “Follow your passion,” Ramnath said firmly. “Success doesn’t come overnight. As the saying goes, Rome wasn’t built in a day. Dedication, determination, and a creative mindset are essential for anyone pursuing a dream.” “Thank you, sir,” Nandhini said with admiration. “I’ve learned so much from your experience.” As she left the house, inspired and deeply impressed, she smiled to herself—amazed by Ramnath’s incredible journey and his 250th creation: The Investigating Story. K.Ragavan 19-5-25

Good Trust.

Topic: Trust – Nambikai Our Madhyamar group Administrator has given us a meaningful topic: "Trust" or "Nambikai." It's indeed a good one. Although today the word "trust" seems to be slowly eroding in many areas of life, there are still a few people who keep its spirit alive — and that makes all the difference. I can vividly recall some early experiences in my life where promises were made — and more importantly, kept. One such moment stands out even today. During my early career in the pharmaceutical industry, I was working for a company when a friend, who was employed by another pharmaceutical firm, suggested I apply for a position in his company. He believed in my capabilities and promised me a better opportunity. With limited discussion, but with great faith in his words and confidence, I went ahead. As a result, in March 1967, I joined Pharmed P. Limited — an Italian collaboration company — and was posted in Madurai. That friend's trust in me and my work laid the foundation for my long-standing career in the pharmaceutical field. Even though he is no longer with us, the impact of his trust continues to inspire me. It gave me a name and reputation in the industry that I cherish even after three decades. The time I spent with Pharmed P. Limited remains one of the most enriching periods of my life. The bond of trust — both given and received — proved that Nambikai, though rare, still has the power to transform lives. K.Ragavan 18-5-25

Small Story 249.

Small Story 249. "Man Proposes, God Disposes" Ram was delighted to receive an invitation to his friend Swamy's son Ravi's wedding, scheduled to be held next month in Chennai. He shared the news with his wife, Lakshmi, who readily agreed to accompany him. Ram and Swamy had been close friends since their retirement from the Government Health Department. They both lived in Bengaluru for some time before Swamy relocated to Chennai after his son Ravi secured a good job in a bank. It had been six years since Swamy moved, and Ram was excited at the prospect of meeting him again. Ram’s only daughter, Mithra, had moved to Canada with her husband Sanjay and their son Vijay, while Ram and Lakshmi continued to live in a centrally located apartment near Banashankari in Bengaluru. Just two days before their planned trip to Chennai, Ram received an urgent call from another close friend, Desikan. Desikan had suffered a severe health issue and was admitted to a hospital in Bengaluru. Ram and Desikan had become friends through a morning walking group and later bonded further at a local Toastmasters club. Without hesitation, Ram rushed to the hospital. The doctor informed him that Desikan needed to be observed for at least two more days. Knowing that Desikan lived only with his wife and had no other immediate support, Ram decided to stay by his side. Desikan, aware of Ram’s travel plans, tried to dissuade him. But Ram reassured him, saying, “Don’t worry. I’ll be here with you.” Thanks to timely care and support, Desikan recovered fully and returned home after four days. He was deeply grateful to Ram for standing by him during such a critical time. Ram later called Swamy to explain the situation. Swamy, understanding the gravity of the matter, appreciated Ram’s decision and also expressed concern for Desikan, whom he knew well. A week later, Ravi and his new bride visited Ram’s house in Bengaluru to seek blessings from both Ram and Desikan. Ravi shared stories of their honeymoon at his favorite destination and felt blessed to be surrounded by his father's loyal friends. Reflecting on the sequence of events, Ram thought, "We may plan, but what actually happens is not in our hands." It was a true lesson in the age-old saying: "Man Proposes, God Disposes." K.Ragavan 18-5-25

Small Story 248.

Small Story 248 The Circle of Kindness Shyam was waiting anxiously at the bus stop to go to school. That morning, the bus was unusually late, and he was getting restless. Today was the Maths test, and it was the first period. Their teacher, Ms. Rekha, was known for being very strict, especially with latecomers. Shyam, a 10th-grade student, was among the top three in his class of 32 and didn’t want to spoil his record. Just then, a car stopped in front of him. A well-dressed young man with a charming smile greeted him. “I think you’re waiting for the bus to go to school. I’m heading that way—would you like a lift?” Shyam hesitated. His father, Ram, had always advised him never to accept help from strangers. The man noticed his hesitation and gently said, “I understand your concern. But since I’m going that way and it looks like you're getting late, I thought of offering help.” After a moment of thought, Shyam cautiously agreed and got into the car. He reached school just in time and thanked the man, who introduced himself as Chander before driving away. Shyam did well in the test and was more relieved about reaching on time. The next day, while playing cricket with his friend Shekhar in his apartment complex, he noticed Chander again. Chander smiled and invited Shyam to his home nearby. There, Shyam was greeted warmly by Chander’s mother, an elderly woman of about sixty. Chander mentioned how Shyam had hesitated to accept a ride, and praised his upbringing. Shyam replied, “My dad always taught me to be cautious with strangers.” Chander’s mother, Revathy, offered him sweet biscuits and tea. This time, Shyam accepted without hesitation, sensing a comforting warmth in her presence. After a pleasant visit, he thanked her and left. A few days later, Shyam’s father, Ram, a respected physician, was at his hospital when Chander arrived with his mother for a consultation. Upon examination, Ram diagnosed her with an early stage of carcinoma. He assured them of a good recovery with proper treatment. Under Dr. Ram’s care, Revathy’s health improved. Grateful for his kindness, Chander developed a bond with Ram, and one day, Ram invited them for tea at his home. That evening, Ram’s wife Nandhini prepared her favorite sweets—Gulab Jamun—along with snacks. When Shyam returned home from school and saw Chander and his mother, he was delighted. He shared the story of how Chander had helped him on the test day. Nandhini thanked Chander, while Chander, in turn, expressed deep gratitude to Ram for saving his mother. As they sat together, Chander whispered to Ram, “A small act of kindness—just giving Shyam a ride—came back to me in such a big way.” Ram smiled and nodded, “When you do good for others, it always finds its way back. Respect and kindness never go unnoticed.” K.Ragavan 17-5-25

Letter.

Letter published in The National UAE on 16 May 25 Trump's historic visit to the Gulf With regard to Raghida Dergham's op-ed Trump’s trip to the Gulf marks a strategic leap for the Arab world – and an invitation to Iran (May 11): This was an insightful piece on the visit of US President Donald Trump to Gulf countries. Her detailed analysis of the visit, with expectations of significant changes in the Middle East regarding future development and economic policies, was laudable. She highlights the strategic partnerships and ambitious visions that may shape the region's future. However, while the intentions are promising, such transformations cannot occur overnight. Meaningful change will require sustained effort, long-term commitment, and co-operative regional engagement to realise the potential outlined during the visit. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 247.

Small Story 247. Extraction Encounter — A Twist of Destiny Kanaka was waiting for her daughter's call to go to the dentist for a tooth extraction. Finally, Smitha called and asked her to come straight to the clinic. Kanaka took a cab and reached the clinic, where Smitha was already waiting. "Mum, our regular doctor isn’t available today—he’s gone to attend a wedding. But he referred us to another doctor, his nephew," Smitha explained. Kanaka and Smitha went inside. The young doctor, elegant and in his mid-twenties, greeted them politely. "I'm a bit scared about getting my tooth removed," Kanaka said nervously. "But I heard there's a new technique that makes it painless." "Don't worry, madam. I'll be very careful," the doctor assured her kindly. Before beginning, the doctor opened his wallet, looked at a photo inside, and whispered a prayer. Curious, Kanaka asked, "Which god did you pray to, doctor?" With a warm smile, he replied, "My goddess is my mummy. I always seek her blessings before an extraction." Kanaka was touched by his devotion to his mother. Fifteen minutes later, the procedure was complete—smooth and painless. Kanaka was both relieved and impressed. As she was about to leave, she said, "Doctor, may I have the pleasure of seeing your mother's photo?" "Of course," he replied, showing her the picture. To Kanaka's surprise, it was her old friend Pankajam! Overjoyed, she called Pankajam and spoke with her for ten minutes, right there in front of the young doctor—Ajay. The old friends recalled a promise they once made: to get their children—Ajay and Smitha—married someday. Smitha was stunned. She had never imagined that the handsome young doctor would turn out to be her future life partner. The following week, Kanaka, her husband Kannan, and Smitha visited Ajay’s home. They met his father Kesav and mother Pankajam, and together they fixed the wedding date. After enjoying sweets and snacks, everyone departed with joy in their hearts. Ajay never imagined that a routine tooth extraction would lead to such a beautiful bond. Indeed, destiny always finds its way. K.Ragavan 16-5-25

Small Story 246.

Small Story 246: Swamy’s Mysore Pak Encounter Anantha Swamy was coming to Bengaluru after three long years to visit his sister Swapna’s house. Having retired from the Forest Department in a good position, he had since settled in Chennai. Swapna’s children fondly called him “Mysore Pak Uncle” because of his love for sweets—especially Mysore Pak made with pure ghee. Sandeep, Swapna’s son, was waiting eagerly for his uncle’s call so he could receive him at the station. But suddenly, a car pulled up in front of the house. To his surprise and delight, Anantha Swamy stepped out with his wife Ambujam and their daughter Roopa. Sandeep was amazed to see Roopa after three years—she had grown into a graceful and slender young woman. She smiled warmly upon seeing him. Swapna greeted her brother, sister-in-law, and Roopa with joy. Soon, her husband Ram came down from upstairs to join them. The families reminisced about their old days in Bengaluru, laughing over fond memories. Anantha Swamy then turned to Sandeep and asked, “So, what are you doing these days?” Sandeep replied with a nod, “I’m working as an artist for the local newspaper.” “Nice,” said Anantha Swamy. “Roopa got promoted in her bank and also got married last year.” Swapna was shocked. “Anna! You forgot to invite us?” Anantha Swamy explained gently, “Roopa liked her classmate Bharath. We liked him too, and his parents. But they were both bedridden. We had to arrange a quick wedding at a temple, and sadly, the next day both his parents passed away. It all happened so fast—I couldn’t manage to invite anyone. I'm sorry.” Sandeep added with understanding, “Uncle, don’t feel bad. I know Bharath—he was a good cricketer during our college days. I saw his photo in a recent match in Chennai, and I noticed Roopa was there too. That’s when I guessed they were together.” Swapna smiled, “Well, to make you happy, I’ve made your favorite Mysore Pak. I also bought some from Nandhini Sweets—please have some.” Anantha Swamy chuckled. “Thank you!” Swapna added, “Anna, I have good news—Nandhini, your son-in-law’s cousin, is going to be my daughter-in-law. The wedding is on March 21 in Anna Nagar, Chennai.” Anantha Swamy beamed. “That’s wonderful! So Sandeep is going to marry Bharath’s cousin? Congratulations, Sandeep!” Sandeep whispered to his uncle with a grin, “Uncle, you have to promise me—today you must eat three pieces of Mysore Pak for my happiness.” Anantha Swamy laughed sportively. “No problem! I’ll gladly fulfill your demand.” And he happily ate the sweets. Thus, Anantha Swamy once again lived up to his title—Mysore Pak Uncle—proving his everlasting love for the delicacy. K.Ragavan 15-5-25

Small Story 245.

Small Story 245. "A Mango of Memories" After returning from his usual walk, Ram was pleasantly surprised to be greeted by Mani, a friend he had met at a recent Facebook social get-together. "Ram, your speech that day was really impressive," Mani said warmly. "We should plan such meetings every three months." Ram nodded. "Yes, that would be wonderful. But people are scattered all over the city, and conveyance remains a challenge—even with Metro connectivity. The city has expanded nearly 60 kilometers now." With a smile, Mani offered, "How about a coffee?" "Thanks, but I just had my favorite tea with our usual group," Ram replied. Mani continued, "Do you remember my brother-in-law Shankar from Vijayawada? He was at the meeting and asked about you and your family. He really liked your speech and even noted down your address." "Thank you, that's very kind," Ram said, and soon after, he parted ways with Mani and headed to his apartment. As he stepped into the hall, his wife Shubhashini greeted him with a teasing smile. "Can you guess what that smell is?" "Mangoes?" he asked, sniffing the sweet aroma. "Yes!" she laughed. "Just ten minutes ago, a relative of your friend Shankar dropped off ten big mangoes and this note." Ram opened the chit and read aloud: "Mangoes are a token of my affection. Your story is above all. Regards to all your family members. – Shankar, Vijayawada." These were mangoes from Shankar’s own garden—famous in his region. Touched by the unexpected gesture, Ram felt tears well up in his eyes. "Our group of friends truly is amazing," he whispered. "Yes, they are," Shubhashini agreed, her voice soft with emotion. "Beyond anything else." K.Ragavan 14-5-25

Small Story 244.

Small Story 244 A Sweet Encounter at the Bus Terminal Parvathy came to North Chitrai Street in Madurai to buy the famous halwa. She had been staying for two days at her friend Lakshmi’s house to attend the Chitra Festival. After enjoying the festivities, she planned to return to Periyakulam in the evening, but not before picking up the special halwa from a popular shop. Madurai was bustling with people visiting temples and celebrating the Chitra Festival. Parvathy thoroughly enjoyed the warm hospitality of her classmate Lakshmi and Lakshmi’s son, Krishna, who worked in a good position in the TVS group. A well-mannered young man and an eligible bachelor, Krishna had made a good impression on Parvathy. Parvathy herself had only one son, Laxman, who worked in the police department in Dindigul. After buying the halwa, Parvathy returned to Lakshmi's home. Following tea and snacks, she left for the Periyakulam bus terminal. At the terminal, she met a charming young woman named Mridula, who was traveling to Batlagundu. They started chatting during the wait. Mridula mentioned that she worked at a bank in Dindigul. Just before boarding, Parvathy, by oversight, handed her halwa bag to Mridula and asked her to take some. Mridula smiled and said, "No problem, aunty. You bought it for your home. I also got some from the same shop. Let’s exchange a little from both." In the confusion of exchanging the halwa bags, the bus arrived, and they hurriedly boarded their respective buses. Later, Mridula called Parvathy using the number written on the halwa bag. “Aunty, your halwa was delicious! Same shop as mine.” They laughed over the coincidence. The next day, Mridula visited Parvathy’s house with her parents. Over tea, Mridula’s mother revealed that they had received Laxman’s horoscope through their marriage broker, and it matched perfectly with Mridula’s. They had also seen Laxman's photo and liked him, and Mridula had developed an interest in him too after learning about him from Parvathy. Parvathy was overjoyed. She had secretly hoped Mridula might become her daughter-in-law. And soon enough, within a month, the marriage of Laxman and Mridula was celebrated grandly in Periyakulam—Mridula’s native place as well. Thus, a sweet exchange at a bus terminal during the Chitra Festival led to a beautiful bond between two families—thanks to a bag of halwa. K.Ragavan 13-5-25

Tribute to Versatile Actor Srinath.872

Tribute to Versatile Actor Srinath 872. Today, I pay tribute to another versatile and iconic Sandalwood actor who has made a profound impact on Kannada cinema for over five and a half decades — the legendary Srinath. Born in the cultural city of Mysuru (Mysore), Srinath initially nurtured an interest in cinematography. However, destiny had other plans, and he began his journey in the film industry with small roles before evolving into one of the most beloved heroes and versatile actors of Kannada cinema. If I am not mistaken, he has acted in over 350 films, portraying a wide range of characters alongside several legendary heroines and actors. His performances have spanned genres and generations, earning him numerous accolades and awards, including recognition from the Karnataka government and film industry bodies. Two of his notable films that I personally cherish are "Shubhamangala" and "Eradu Rekhegalu", where his acting brilliance truly shines. Few films i couldnot catch up.These films reflect his natural screen presence and deep emotional range. Beyond cinema, Srinath is also known for his philanthropic spirit. He has extended help to many deserving individuals in need, especially those suffering and struggling in silence. His humility and compassion off-screen make him a true doyen, not just of acting, but of humanity. A heartfelt salute to Srinath avaru — a legend, a gentleman, and an everlasting name in the annals of Sandalwood. K.Ragavan 12-5-25

Small Story 243.

Small Story 243. Dairy Negotiation and a Great Encounter After ten years, Chandini visited Mysore to see her good old schoolmate, Ranjitha. Chandini had settled in New Zealand with her husband Ram and their daughter Smitha, a final-year commerce student. Working as a Finance Manager in a large dairy farm, Chandini had recently come to Bengaluru to negotiate a product collaboration with a well-known dairy brand in Karnataka. Her meetings were fruitful, and before returning home, she decided to visit Ranjitha in Mysore. At the bus stand, Ranjitha was waiting eagerly. Seeing each other after so long, they hugged warmly, filled with joy and nostalgia. As they drove home, Ranjitha asked about Ram and Smitha. "They're fine," Chandini replied with a smile. At Ranjitha’s house, her parents—Desikan and Ambujam—welcomed Chandini warmly. Ram was Ambujam's nephew, and it was she who had arranged Chandini’s marriage when she was just 21. Chandini handed over some sweets she had made, and after a delicious lunch, she took a rest with Ranjitha. At 4 PM, Ranjitha had to head to the office for an important discussion, so Chandini stayed back. The next evening brought an unexpected highlight. Chief OO1, the internationally acclaimed investigator, visited Ranjitha’s home for tea. Chandini, who had watched many of his interviews, was thrilled to meet him in person. His humble demeanor paired with his brilliant mind left her speechless. After enjoying tea and sweets, OO1 praised Chandini’s efforts in building a bridge between Karnataka’s leading dairy brand and her homeland. Chandini couldn't contain her admiration and asked him a few questions, to which he replied with grace and wisdom. Meeting OO1, a world-renowned figure whose investigative academy had put Mysore on the global map, was an unforgettable experience for Chandini. She later remarked, “My country will be proud of this new collaboration, and my visit will be forever remembered for the great meeting with the legendary OO1.” Hearing her words, OO1 smiled majestically, his presence radiating the quiet power of true greatness. K.Ragavan 12-5-25

Small Story 242.

Small Story 242. Royal Encounter in the City of Dreams Vivek landed at Dubai International Airport, where his relative Ram was waiting to receive him. Ram, a chief executive at a leading pharmaceutical company in Dubai, lived with his wife Vasanthy and their only daughter Namratha, who was in her final year of a Master's in Visual Communication. After collecting his luggage, as they drove home, Ram asked, “How was your journey? How are Dad and Mum?” “The journey was fine,” Vivek replied. “Both Dad and Mum are doing well.” They soon arrived at Ram’s independent villa in a beautiful neighborhood near Satwa. Vasanthy welcomed Vivek warmly. “You’ve grown so tall! When you left Dubai 15 years ago, you were just a boy—and now you look like a hero.” “Thank you, aunty,” Vivek whispered with a shy smile. Namratha walked in from another room. “Hey! How are you?” she said with excitement. They all spent the morning reminiscing about old times. Over a hearty breakfast that included Vivek’s favorite—badam cake—Vasanthy nodded and said, “We always remember your mother's help. Without her support, Ram wouldn’t be where he is today.” Vivek’s father had moved to the U.S. 15 years ago, while Vivek had returned to India. Now, he had come back to Dubai for higher studies at a reputed university near Ram's home. “You spent five years at our own English school here,” Vasanthy continued, “and your return for further studies shows how much your mother loved this place.” Vivek smiled. “Not just my mum—I have many fond childhood memories here, too. I’m amazed at how dramatically the city has developed in the past 15 years, aunty.” Later in the afternoon, Vivek’s mother, Harini called from India and thanked Ram and Vasanthy for welcoming Vivek so warmly. Vasanthy responded kindly, “This is nothing, Harini it was you and your husband Shekhar who helped us come to the UAE. Where we are today is all thanks to you.” Harini replied, “Please don’t say that. One must always help those who are capable and deserving. Ram has proven himself, and I’m proud he’s my cousin.” After the call, life settled into a happy rhythm. Vivek began college and enjoyed the royal treatment from Ram and Vasanthy in the Royal City of Dubai. As Vivek reflected on the warm welcome and support he received, he realized—when you help others selflessly, life has a way of returning that kindness in the most timely and meaningful ways. K.Ragavan 11-5-25

Small Story 241.

Story 241 Sanctum of the Same Divine Sunitha had been longing for a visit to Guruvayur to worship Sri Guruvayurappan. But due to various reasons, her trip had been postponed multiple times. One morning, after sending her husband and daughter off to work, she settled down with the newspaper when the phone rang. It was her old classmate Ranjitham calling from Chennai. “Hey, how are you?” Ranjitham asked cheerfully. Hearing her old friend’s voice brought immense joy to Sunitha. Ranjitham shared that she would be attending a wedding in Bengaluru in three days and, since she was coming alone, asked if she could stay with Sunitha. “My dear, this is your home. You are always welcome!” replied Sunitha warmly. Ranjitham arrived that Thursday morning. At 50, she was majestic, respectable, and beautiful. Sunitha had sent her the location, and she reached comfortably by cab. After reminiscing about school days, they enjoyed a hearty breakfast of poori, chutney, and tea. Ranjitham had also brought sweets from Chennai, which Sunitha’s husband and daughter happily accepted before leaving for work. Later, Ranjitham shared her wish: “I came not just for the wedding or to meet you, but also to visit the Guruvayurappan Temple on Kanakapura Road. My friend Ambujam highly recommended it.” Sunitha’s heart filled with joy. “I’ve been longing to go to Guruvayur, and now, through you, it seems the Lord Himself has come to me!” The next day, Friday morning, they left Sunitha’s Jayanagar home by cab and reached the temple by 11 AM—just as Ambujam had advised. They had a blissful darshan of the deity and felt the divine presence akin to the original Guruvayur temple. After buying prasadam, they returned home for lunch. The following day, Ranjitham attended the wedding and left for Chennai by evening train. Sunitha was overwhelmed with gratitude. Through her beloved friend Ranjitham, her long-cherished wish to experience the divine presence of Guruvayurappan was fulfilled—right in her own city. K.Ragavan 10-5-25

Kudos to Prakash Belawadi.

Prakash Belawadi is truly one of the most versatile personalities in the Sandalwood film industry and theatre—an undeniable fact. His recent adaptation of the renowned writer B.L. Byrappa’s iconic novel Parva into a live performance, both in Kannada and English, is not only admirable but also awe-inspiring. By bringing to life the lesser-told perspectives of the Mahabharata characters, Prakash has given audiences a fresh and thought-provoking experience. With his distinct directorial touch, Prakash Belwadi has undoubtedly reached yet another milestone in his illustrious career—this is no exaggeration. Wishing him and his entire team tremendous success for the upcoming performance, scheduled for May 16 at Prestige Auditorium (if I’m correct), where both long-time fans and new admirers will surely be captivated by this compelling concept. Kudos to PrakashBelawadi and team! Warm regards, K. Ragavan 9-5-25 ---

Letter.

Letter Published in The National UAE on 9 May 25 A doyen passes on The demise of the Indian space scientist K Kasturirangan late last month is a profound loss to his country and the global scientific community. A visionary leader, Dr Kasturirangan played a pivotal role in shaping India’s space programme and taking the Indian Space Research Organisation to great heights. Under his leadership, several landmark missions were conceptualised and executed, laying the foundation for future advancements. He was a brilliant scientist as well as an exemplary administrator, and known for his humility, integrity and unwavering commitment to scientific excellence. Admired and respected by colleagues, students and leaders alike, his legacy will continue to inspire generations to come. His passing is an irreparable loss to the world of science, education and space exploration. India has lost one of its finest minds and a true son of the soil. K Ragavan, Bengaluru, India

Small Story 240.

Small Story 240 "Saved by a Detour: A Blessing in Disguise" Revathy was deeply worried about her son Arvind’s whereabouts. He had left Chennai for a tour of Kashmir on April 20, but there had been no word from him since. News of recent tragic incidents and government crackdowns in the region only heightened her fears. His mobile phone had been switched off for days, adding to her anxiety. Ram, Arvind’s father, was equally distraught. He considered filing a police complaint, but without any concrete information, he felt helpless. With heavy hearts, both he and Revathy turned to prayer, seeking the blessings of their family deity for Arvind’s safe return. That evening, Ram’s phone rang. To his immense relief, it was Arvind on the line. Whispering reassuringly, Arvind said, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’m on my way home. I’ll be there in about two hours.” True to his word, Arvind arrived two and a half hours later—cheerful, unharmed, and in his usual spirits. The family, overwhelmed with joy and gratitude, embraced him tightly and offered fervent prayers of thanks to their deity. As they settled down, eager to hear what had happened, Arvind began to recount the unexpected turn of events. He explained that after leaving Chennai with his friend Vishnu on April 20, they had made a spontaneous decision to stop in Tirupati for a darshan of Lord Balaji before heading to Kashmir. On the morning of April 21, just after their darshan, they unexpectedly ran into their old schoolmate Murthy—now a successful Telugu film director. Delighted by the reunion, Murthy insisted they accompany him to the shooting location of his upcoming film, which he described as his dream project. He urged them to postpone their Kashmir trip and stay in Tirupati for a few days. Intrigued and excited, Arvind and Vishnu agreed. Back in Chennai, Ram sat silently for a moment, his eyes moist. “I’m lucky my son came back safely,” he whispered. “So many sons and daughters never return…” He bowed his head in silent respect for the families of those who hadn’t been so fortunate. Arvind nodded thoughtfully and offered the sacred prasadam of Lord Srinivasa to his parents—a divine reminder that their detour had not just altered their plans, but may very well have saved their lives. Indeed, what seemed like a mere change of itinerary turned out to be a blessing in disguise. K.Ragavan 9-5-25 ---

Small Story 239.

Small Story 239 "The Power of the Mind" Raman and his wife Lakshmi arrived at the Bengaluru railway station. They were warmly greeted by their grandson Adithya, who took them to his car. Adithya is the only son of Smitha, their daughter, who works in a leading company that deals with pharmaceutical equipment. As they drove, Adithya asked, "How was your journey, Grandpa and Grandma?" "It was fine," replied Raman. "We had a comfortable journey from Madurai. But it feels strange to leave after living there for 40 years." "Don't worry, Grandpa," said Adithya. "There was no other option. You both have to stay with us permanently now. Dad doesn't want you staying alone in Madurai anymore, and Mom is also very particular about it." They soon reached their destination—a beautiful four-bedroom posh apartment in the prime area of Jayanagar. Smitha and her husband Ram greeted them warmly. Smitha took their luggage to their room, which had been specially prepared for their stay. Most of Raman’s belongings had been donated to a senior citizens' home; he had moved with only a limited luggage from Madurai. At 77, Raman knew his daughter had made the right decision to ask them to leave the ancestral home in Madurai. Lakshmi was especially happy to see their well-furnished room with all modern facilities. Within a few days, Raman and Lakshmi became popular in the apartment complex. Raman, a retired Finance Manager from the TVS Group, and Lakshmi, a retired bank employee, were liked by all. Initially, they had difficulty hearing Smitha calling them, as the apartment was built over 4,000 square feet. But soon, they adapted to the routine and became comfortable in their new home. After a year had passed, Raman told Smitha, "Before leaving Madurai, I thought I wouldn’t enjoy living here after spending four decades there. But after settling in, I remembered the words of my Guru, Swami Vivekananda: ‘If you feel you are happy, you are happy. If you feel you are not, you are not.’ It is the mind that matters. I’m very happy with your decision to bring us here." Smitha was touched and deeply satisfied. Her mission had succeeded—her parents were happy, and all it took was a change in mindset. K.Ragavan 8-5-25

Good Operation.

Operation Sindoor, launched by the Indian government against terror camps in Pakistan, marks a significant and dramatic development in the global fight against terrorism. The recent Pahalgam attack, which tragically targeted innocent tourists, sent shockwaves around the world and underscored the grave threat terrorism continues to pose to safety and peace. Following extensive deliberations with various authorities, the Indian government took a firm and commendable step through this operation. In today’s world, the security and safety of citizens, as well as the protection of national interests, must be the highest priorities for any nation. India, traditionally known for its calm and patient stance, has demonstrated a resolute shift in approach—reflecting the deep pain and severity caused by such acts of brutality. This operation sends a clear message: terrorism will not be tolerated. We hope this strong action brings some solace to the families of the victims and assures the country that justice is being pursued with unwavering commitment. Jai Hind. K.Ragavan Bengaluru -

Small Story 238.

Small Story 238. An Old Dream Fulfilled After settling down in his seat and fastening his seatbelt, Sanjay glanced at the person next to him and smiled. A lady in her mid-twenties returned the smile. "I'm Sanjay, going to Singapore," he introduced himself. She replied warmly, "I'm Radhika. I'm also headed to Singapore to attend a wedding." "Do you have relatives there?" Sanjay asked. "Yes, my brother lives there. I’ll be staying with him," she answered. "Nice. I’m going to meet a friend and will be staying at a hotel," said Sanjay. Radhika added, "I work for Microsoft in the U.S. I came to India on holiday and now visiting my brother in Singapore." "Nice. Microsoft is an old and reputed company," he said appreciatively. She smiled. "True." "What about you?" she asked. "I'm a cinematographer. I've done many art and ad films. I’m in Singapore for a new film contract and location scouting." She perked up. "I think you're the one who did the ad film with Sachin Tendulkar and for Binny's Marlborough suits. The visuals were amazing!" Sanjay nodded, “Thank you for the compliment—and for remembering my work.” Radhika admitted, “Though I don’t know much about camera work, I do admire good photography.” "Interesting," he said. "Many women cinematographers have made a mark in the film industry." They continued their conversation and didn’t even realize when they had reached Singapore. They parted ways at the airport. It was only later that Radhika realized she had forgotten to take Sanjay’s phone number. Three days later, Radhika attended a wedding with her brother’s family—it was her brother’s friend’s sister who was getting married. While observing the elegant gathering and the charming bride and groom, she suddenly spotted Sanjay filming the event with his camera. He saw her too. “I forgot to take your number—God is great!” he greeted her warmly. “I forgot too!” Radhika smiled back. After lunch, Sanjay said, “I never knew you were Ram’s sister!” “Ram went into RAW, and I went into Visual Communication and Cinematography,” Sanjay reminisced. Ram, her brother, smiled and said, “Simple Sanjay from our college days is now a renowned, award-winning cinematographer—my good old buddy!” Sanjay added, “My mission is complete. I’ve found good locations for my upcoming movie with a big multistar cast. I’ll be back in Singapore in fifteen days for the shoot. Thank you, Radhika, for your interest in cinematography.” Observing their interaction, Ram said thoughtfully, “I’ve been thinking about this for a while. I’m openly asking—would it be okay if you both considered each other for something more?” Both Sanjay and Radhika smiled gently, signaling their acceptance. Ram’s long-held dream was finally fulfilled—at the perfect moment. K.Ragavan 7-5-25 -

Good Honour.

Satya Nadella Honored with Lifetime Achievement Award at TiEcon 2025 In a momentous recognition of his visionary leadership and transformative contributions to the global tech landscape, Microsoft CEO Satya Nadella was presented with the Lifetime Achievement Award at TiEcon 2025, held on May 3. This prestigious honor celebrates Nadella's remarkable journey and his profound impact on the technology industry over the decades. The award, regarded as one of the highest accolades in the entrepreneurial and innovation ecosystem, was an apt tribute to a true giant of the tech world. Nadella, who has been at the helm of Microsoft since 2014, is widely credited with reshaping the company into a cloud-first, AI-powered global leader, while also fostering a culture of empathy, collaboration, and continuous innovation. TiEcon, hosted by The Indus Entrepreneurs (TiE), brings together industry leaders, entrepreneurs, and change-makers from around the world. This year's recognition of Nadella is not only a celebration of his personal and professional accomplishments but also an acknowledgment of the lasting legacy he continues to build in the world of technology and leadership. The event was attended by several influential figures from the global tech and business communities, who praised Nadella for his commitment to driving inclusive growth and empowering organizations and individuals through digital transformation. K.Ragavan

Small Story 237.

--- Small Story 237. “Code Word 237 : A Reunion After 12 Years” Sandeep never expected to meet an old buddy in a restaurant at Dindigul. He had just been transferred to the Dindigul branch of his bank as Manager. One afternoon, while visiting a local restaurant for lunch, he noticed a familiar face taking orders. To his shock, it was his old friend, Damu—working there as a server. “Hey, Damu! You remember me? I’m Sandeep!” he said, surprised. Damu smiled warmly. “How could I forget you, buddy? Lunch is available with mango curry today. I’ll bring you something special.” Damu went inside and returned five minutes later with a plate of food and a sweet dish. Sandeep expected Damu to talk about how he ended up in this job, but he said nothing. After finishing his meal and paying, Sandeep returned to the bank. He was busy with work until 4 PM, when his peon, Swamy, informed him that someone had come to see him. To his surprise, it was Damu—this time with a flask of hot tea. Sandeep asked, “What happened to your old job? Weren’t you working in a private company ten years ago?” Damu nodded, a pained expression on his face. “That’s an old, bitter story. I lost my reputation when the management falsely accused me of stealing three lakhs. No matter how much I pleaded, they fired me and blacklisted me. Even my parents didn’t believe me. I left home and wandered from place to place, but no one was ready to hire me because of the stigma.” His eyes welled with tears. “After eight years of suffering, it was discovered that a relative of our company’s director had actually taken the money and disappeared. The truth came too late.” Sandeep, moved by his friend’s pain, said, “Damu, I always knew you were an honest man. Time has been cruel to you. But your life is about to change. You're now 37, just a year younger than me. I married your former director’s daughter, Vasanthy. Before he passed away last year, he made me promise I would find you, clear your name, and make sure you marry his younger daughter, Sandhya. He wanted you to lead the company again.” Damu was speechless, overwhelmed with emotion. Sandeep continued, “From tomorrow, you’ll be the Managing Director of your old company. And next month, your marriage will be held in Chennai. Your mother-in-law is alive and looking forward to meeting you. Forget the pain of the last 12 years.” With tears of gratitude, Damu hugged his old friend. “Thank you for believing in me when no one else did.” K.Ragavan 6-5-25 -