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திருவாசகத்துக்கு உருகாதார்,
ஒரு வாசகத்துக்கும் உருகார்

இது என்றோ எங்கேயோ படித்த ஞாபகம் இருக்கின்றது. ஏதோ ஒரு வகுப்பில், கடைசி பெஞ்சில் உட்கார்ந்து, நோட்புக்கின் கடைசி பக்கத்தில் சிறு சிறு படங்கள் வரைந்து கொண்டே கேட்ட ஞாபகம். பத்தாம் வகுப்புக்கு மேல் ஹிந்தி படித்ததால், இதை பற்றி தெரிந்து கொண்டது இல்லை.

சில வருடங்களுக்கு முன்பு, இளையராஜாவின் இசையில் திருவாசகம் அவர் குரலிலேயே வெளியானது. ஆபீஸில் வேலை செய்யும் ஒரு நண்பனிடதிலிருந்து அந்த இசை தகடு கிடைத்தது. அதை என் கணினியில் காபி செய்தேன். ஆனால் அதை ஒரு முறை கூட கேட்கவில்லை.

சில மாதங்களுக்கு முன்பு, எங்கிருந்தோ திருவாசகத்தின் இ-புக் ஒன்று கிடைத்தது. நானும் வெட்டியாக இருந்ததால், அதை சிறிது நேரம் வாசித்தேன். அப்பொழுதுதான் எனக்கு புரிந்தது, இதற்கு உருகாதார், ஒரு வாசகத்துக்கும் உருகார் என்பது உண்மை.

அதில் ஒரு பாடல். (சிவபுராணம் பகுதியிலிருந்து)

சிவன் அவன் என் சிந்தையுள் நின்ற அதனால்
அவன் அருளாலே அவன் தாள் வணங்கிச்
சிந்தை மகிழச் சிவபுராணம் தன்னை
முந்தி வினைமுழுவதும் ஓய உரைப்பன் யான்.

இப்பொழ்து இதை முழுவதும் படிக்க ஆவலாக உள்ளது.

134 East

There was a long line of cars ahead. It looked very orderly with a pair of red lights at the back and the left light blinking on the all the cars on the left most lanes. The headlights of each of the cars illuminated the license plate of the car ahead of it. A little ahead, just on the signal pole, hung a board. The white letters on the green signboard were clear even in the dark. It looked as if it was feeling a little bit shy being in the limelight, with all those vehicle’s headlight on it and it was more illuminated. The letters/number on the board read “134 East”, the number being circled by an inverted triangle with round edges. It had two arrows pointing down the road, directing the vehicle’s to the correct lane. I took the compass to find the directions and the arrow pointed to me, indicating that East was indeed to my left.
The highways in India have improved a lot over the years, with a similar green board with white signs, sans the documentation of them for the people to use. No concept of East or West in a country which had the concept of “DikPalas” (Guardian of directions) in its early age. This is a country where Gods were assigned certain directions to protect, the concept of sunrise and sunset to determine directions and time.
But sometimes I do feel that, the infrastructure of highways in India is simple to introduce the directions. It is kind of odd to compare both of them. But introducing the directions is surely a better way. Directions are kind of universal constant.
Who knows.. one day people will be taking the “NH-4 West” bound for Bangalore from Chennai

Longfellow!!!

Who is this Longfellow? The people who have a liking for poetry will be the first to recognize him. His full name goes as Henry Wadsworth (not Wordsworth) Longfellow or popularly referred to as H.W. Longfellow. He lived during the 19th century in Portland, capital of United States’ east coast state Maine.
His writings are inspirational and rhyming. In my early childhood days, when I was fascinated towards rhyming poetry (anybody would have been) and when I came across one of Longfellow’s poem, I instantly became a fan. There were only four lines, and I bet I will get it correctly even in my sleep.

The heights by great men reached and kept;
Were not attained by sudden flight,
But they while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.

Fractals!!!

"A fractal... something considered simple and orderly that is actually composed of repeated patterns no matter how magnified. A fractal is almost infinitely complex. I love fractals, so I put them everywhere" said Sarayu

"Looks like a mess to me" muttered Mack under his breadth.

Sarayu stopped and turned to Mack, her face glorious. "Mack! Thank you! What a wonderful compliment!" She looked around at the garden. "That is exactly what this is- a mess. But", she looked back at Mack and beamed, "it's still a fractal, too."


Fractals are really interesting... Go and get to know more about.

Kuppathotti 2.0

The blog looks different? It might not if you do not follow it closely. Well actually it is different. After the entire world has migrated to web 2.0, it is time for Kuppathotti to do so.

Well this is just the beginning. The changes will keep continuing till you get a totally revamped Kuppathotti.