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Cosmic Balance

Humanity is yet to unveil two big mysteries-life and death. Why are we born? Why do we die? Is it to die that we are born? Or is it written even before our birth. As fatalists say,is mankind destined? When someone dies, what do we have to do then? Whether to mourn or accept the eternal truth? Puzzling!Puzzling! Loss of a dear one is always painful. And it is a very personal affair too. We, the ordinary ones are lucky to mourn in our private thoughts and private circles. But when a public figure die, they pay the price for being a celebrity. Hype over the death of celebrities is intolerable. The common man has the right to know about the death of their icons, but over-indulgence is unreasonable. What is the need for day-long live telecast of celebrity mourning as if death is a unique event? Death is as inevitable as any other cosmic affair. Everyone has to die one day, just to keep the cosmic balance, fulfilling our written role. Let’s make it more a private affair.

Dare to go alone

When it comes to free movement in Kerala, a woman thinks twice.Should I go alone or take the company of someone? When media is flooded with all sorts of physical and emotional abuse towards women,cutting across all ages, majority feels scared of not just travelling alone, but even to go for shopping or to a cinema hall. The other place you could see the entire family presence is interviews. It is an usual, but hilarious scene in Kerala, during PSC interviews, where women candidates are seen accompanied either by husbands carrying kids or mothers and fathers. I have written only one PSC test and that day I got a doubt-whom will they take to as body guards when they go for work? Lucky, those who have someone to guide and accompany you everywhere. But that alone kills the self confidence of a person, be it woman or man. Self-sufficiency and independence are qualities that have to be nurtured, it doesn't come along with your genes.Sadly, parents in the name of 'caring' ar

Monster job scam, beware friends

One fine morning, my sister got a surprising email offering an excellent job package from Parenco based in the UK.To check its authenticity, I contacted my friend Susheelan Damodaran and he gave me a clear picture of what is happening behind such enticing offers. Beware friends, when you get email placement offering jobs. Look before you leap. Hope Susheelan's reply will help all job seekers and those wish to migrate to European countries. "I think this is the 6th or 7th similar enquiry that I am getting from people in middle-east and India. Without making any enquiries about it I can tell you that this is a scam and a boobie-trap. Please ask your sister not to fall for it. If they are offering an extortionate salary which is surprising your sister, then it is a lie. Remember, if it looks too good to be true, it never is true! I know they haven't asked you for any money yet, but if you make contact with the 'London Solicitor' he/she will tell you that to proce

Sorry, my dearrrrrrrr

Sometimes we don’t realise the gravity of our actions. May be immaturity, lack of respect for fellow-beings or not realising that it is hurting to others. Sometimes it may be deliberate too. And that innocent action may become a haunting one when the folly was realised at a later stage in life. One such incident always makes me remorseful. Those who have younger siblings at times become bossy. Though I am friendly with my younger siblings, I used to be harsh with them in two things. Nobody was allowed to take books and magazines from my room without my permission. And nobody was allowed to undo the fold of newspaper. One day I lashed out at my younger sister for reading the newspaper before I woke up and damaging its folds. But what happened a few months later shocked all of us in the family. May be it’s written; she died so young. And whenever she comes in my thoughts, I always feel I was not fair with her for a silly thing like newspaper. And also I see her smiling from heav