Good Topic.

My Opinion on the Given Topic (Post the Rithanya Incident) Our Madhyamar group administrator has once again given us a very relevant and thought-provoking topic, especially in light of the recent Rithanya incident. In earlier days, families with daughters often felt it was their duty to marry them off at a young age to fulfill their responsibilities and safeguard their future. Unfortunately, in many cases, this did not lead to a happy or secure life. Dowry demands and domestic harassment became common, and sadly, many women even lost their lives due to such pressures. However, times have changed. With the rise of the IT sector and advancements in education, both men and women now have the opportunity to learn, grow, and build careers. Women, in particular, have become more aware of past societal issues and are now striving to become educated, financially independent, and self-reliant. I wholeheartedly applaud this transformation. At the same time, I believe that while focusing on career and financial stability is important, marriage should not be postponed indefinitely. In my humble opinion, marriage—if desired—should ideally take place before the age of 30. Delaying it too long in search of a higher-earning partner or a more "perfect" match may not always lead to better outcomes. A balanced approach is essential for a secure and fulfilling life. I appreciate the consistent effort by our group administrator to bring up such meaningful and timely topics. This one too is very apt for today’s world. K..Ragavan 6-7-25

Small Story 298.

Small Story 298: “By God's Grace: Venu's Unshakable Conviction” Confidence is essential, but overconfidence is not advisable — this is Venu's strong belief, well known to his circle of friends. After his evening walk, Venu usually sits in the apartment's reception hall between 6:30 and 7:00 PM. There, he meets fellow residents and engages in discussions on various topics. Everyone appreciates Venu’s thoughtful replies and the calm, convincing way he addresses questions. What people admire the most is his humble phrase, "By God’s grace," which he often adds when speaking about future plans or achievements. Despite the diversity of beliefs among residents, many resonate with the sincerity of his words. Venu is a retired officer from RAW, and his clear vision and composed demeanor reflect his experience and inner discipline. According to him, people often doubt whether they can attend an event or complete a task on their own, fearing obstacles. But Venu has a strong conviction: if you sincerely say, “By God’s grace, I will attend,” things will fall into place. He firmly believes that divine grace adds strength to our intentions. Raj and Sam, two of his close friends, completely endorse Venu’s philosophy. They too have experienced how a shift in mindset — from self-doubt to faith-backed confidence — can change outcomes. Happening is Belief. K.Ragavan 6-7-25

Good Group.

To the Administrator, Moderators, and all my dear brothers and sisters of our wonderful Madhyamar Group, It gives me great joy to share my heartfelt impressions of this group, especially as I complete one year of being a part of it—if I am not mistaken. I truly admire the enthusiastic participation, sincere interest, and active involvement shown by all members, particularly during group competitions and activities. It reflects the deep bond and respect everyone shares with our dedicated Administrator and Moderators, whose efforts I deeply appreciate. Over the past year, I have done my best to extend my wishes and endorsements for birthdays, wedding anniversaries, and other important events—whenever I’ve been informed either directly by the concerned person or through our fellow members. If I have ever missed any occasion, please kindly take this message as my heartfelt concern and warm regards for all such events, even if unintentional lapses occur. Wishing each of you a blissful Saturday and continued happiness and harmony within this beautiful group. With warm regards, K.Ragavan 5-7-25

Small Story 297.

Small Story 297 Sweet News After Hanumantharao's 70th Seshan reached the park where his old friend Hanumantharao was already waiting. With a warm smile, Hanumantharao greeted Seshan and handed him a sweet box — a token from his recent 70th birthday celebration held at their hometown deity’s temple in Maddur. Seshan had missed the event, so Hanumantharao brought the sweets especially for him and his family. Both men, retired colleagues from the Telephone Department, had settled in Rajajinagar — a peaceful locality near the city station. Though two years younger, Seshan shared a deep bond with Hanumantharao, and they often met like this to relive old memories. As they chatted, Seshan received a call from his wife, Lalitha. “On your way back, bring some sweets. My good friend Lakshmi is coming over with her son.” “Okay,” said Seshan and soon took leave from Hanumantharao, clutching the sweet box. On the way home, he stopped at a popular sweet shop and picked up some additional sweets. When he arrived, Lakshmi was already there — along with her daughter Shobha and husband Mahesh. After a brief round of introductions, Mahesh expressed their wish to propose Shobha's hand in marriage to Seshan’s son, Vishnu, who worked in Dubai. Seshan was pleased — Shobha seemed like a perfect match for Vishnu. Lalitha had already sent Shobha’s photo to their son, and he had responded with an enthusiastic ‘yes’. After a pleasant conversation, Mahesh’s family took their leave, promising to send the formal proposal and discuss the wedding date soon. Later that evening, Lalitha opened Hanumantharao’s sweet box. Inside were Vishnu’s favorite treats — Badam Cake and Mysorepak. Smiling, she whispered, “Anna Hanumantharao’s 70th birthday… and now our son’s wedding — maybe the sweets brought good luck!” Seshan nodded in agreement. “True,” he said, contentment shining in his eyes. K.Ragavan 5-7-25

Small Story 296.

Small Story 296: Knowledge is an Asset Lakshmanan had recently retired from the college where he had served as a Chemistry professor for thirty-two years. Known for his excellence in teaching, he had mentored countless students who later rose to prominent positions in the pharmaceutical industry—some even became directors of leading pharma companies. His only daughter, Shubha, often proudly told her friends about her father’s students and their achievements. She admired both her father for his dedication and her mother, Aarti, for her kind and supportive nature. One evening around 6 PM, Lakshmanan received a phone call from someone named Ram, who expressed a desire to meet him. Lakshmanan asked him to come at 6:30 PM, since Ram mentioned he lived nearby and was familiar with the house. At exactly 6:30 PM, a well-dressed and graceful gentleman arrived with his wife. Lakshmanan was pleasantly surprised by their charismatic presence. Aarti welcomed them warmly and offered tea and sweets. Ram began, "Professor, I’ve heard so much about you. I’m currently the CEO of a pharmaceutical company, recently moved to Bengaluru from Mumbai. One of our Technical Directors, Santhosh—your former student from fifteen years ago—often speaks highly of you and your teaching." He continued, "I have great admiration for knowledgeable people who truly make a difference in their profession. My wife, Vasanthy, is a Lead Editor for a multinational journal." Vasanthy respectfully folded her hands in greeting to Professor Lakshmanan. They spent over an hour discussing pharmaceutical formulations and innovations. Ram enthusiastically spoke about Santhosh's brilliant contributions and innovations that had significantly benefited the company. He concluded by applauding Lakshmanan: “The credit goes to you, Professor. You are the architect behind his success.” Lakshmanan humbly replied, "I am just a teacher who loves his subject and cares deeply for his students." Before leaving, Ram and Vasanthy warmly invited Lakshmanan and his family to their home. The next day, Lakshmanan was honored by the same pharmaceutical company for his lifelong contributions and the successful careers of his students. Indeed, respect for knowledge is one of the most meaningful forms of honor. K.Ragavan 4-7-25

Small Story 295.

Small Story 295 A Thoughtful Drive on Kanakapura Road Natraj called his friend Raju for a short drive after finishing breakfast, and Raju happily agreed. They met at the popular Adigas restaurant and enjoyed their favorite masala dosas and hot filter coffee. Both worked in the same office and lived nearby in their newly built apartments in the Gubbalala area. After breakfast, Raju asked, “Buddy, where are we going?” “I’m planning a drive for about twenty kilometers along Kanakapura Road,” replied Natraj. “There’s been a lot of development along the way, and since we’ve both had our baths, we can stop at the Guruvayurappan Temple for darshan on our way back.” “Sounds good,” nodded Raju, as he settled into the front seat. Natraj had recently bought a new Seltos, which looked elegant, and Raju admired the car as they began their journey. As they drove along the main road, they were both amazed to see the rapid development — modern buildings, new restaurants, educational institutions, and apartment complexes lined both sides of the road. The traffic, however, was quite heavy all the way to Kanakapura, with many people commuting daily from there to the city. After a scenic and insightful drive, they reached the temple, had a peaceful darshan, and then returned home. Before parting ways, Raju whispered, “I’m happy to see the development — all the eateries, schools, and buildings — but we’re still lagging in infrastructure. The traffic control system needs serious improvement, and we must restrict the construction of too many high-rise buildings.” Natraj nodded in agreement, “Absolutely. Development must go hand-in-hand with proper planning and infrastructure.” K.Ragavan 3-7-25

Small Story 294.

Small Story 294: Grandpa's Blessings Madhavan had been planning to visit his daughter in Hyderabad for the past ten days. Finally, he made the decision and landed at the Hyderabad airport along with his wife, Padma. He called his daughter Amritha from the airport to let her know. Amritha was surprised and overjoyed to receive a call from her parents at the airport. Within an hour, Madhavan and Padma arrived at her home. Her husband, Krishnan, and daughter, Nirupa, warmly welcomed them. Padma handed over a big box of homemade sweets to Nirupa. Madhavan presented her with a beautiful crest and said, "This is a small gift for you, for winning the 15-kilometer marathon race you participated in fifteen days ago, organized by the leading IT company. Winning the first prize among 750 participants is no small feat." He continued, "We wanted to come fifteen days earlier, but we were waiting for my good friend’s arrival from Mumbai and couldn’t make it sooner." Amritha was touched that her father remembered Nirupa's achievement and appreciated her mother's delicious dishes, especially those that her husband Krishnan enjoyed. During their one-week stay, the family visited many places. One of the highlights was their visit to the newly built Ramanuja temple, which left them all thrilled. On the day of departure, Madhavan and Padma hugged Nirupa tightly before heading to their afternoon flight to Chennai. They blessed her for future success in all her endeavors, especially the upcoming Carnatic music competition. Though the trip was delayed, it turned out to be a truly delightful and memorable visit for Madhavan and his family. K.Ragavan 2-7-25