Santhosh's ramblings

Traveling by train provides ample scenes for reflection and contemplation. Exiting a conference, where numerous conversations took place, the train ride became a valuable time for introspection. And then, I noticed it – a goods carriage securely locked with a robust padlock, not just one but three, with an additional metal wire holding them together. Below, there was yet another lock, unseen in the picture, reinforcing the security. This sight brought to mind two distinct conversations. One was with a friend passionate about something but hesitant to reveal it, fearing it might not unfold as desired. The other individual feared that their uncontrolled passion might inadvertently hurt others, leading to the constant act of locking it away, albeit with occasional leaks. Isn't this a common experience for many, including myself? The first lock represents behaviors stemming from preconceived ideas, notions, and perceptions, aimed at safeguarding the heart. Underpinning this is the seco

 The schedule of the day care surgery of my mobile... 11.30 - Reached at 11.30 with an online appointment receipt – was attended to immediately (each appointment is 20 minutes apart). 11.32 - Was asked the problem (History taking), short and sweet with a smile. 11.33 - The phone was received with care undressed after consent (can I take the cover off?), for a quick general physical examination.  11.45 - Phone was connected to a soft ware checking app through a laptop – a thorough physical examination. 11.46 -The results of the physical examination were shared clearly, and the tentative diagnosis was shared (Battery life suboptimal), and the need for further evaluation was informed. 11.50 - Was asked if all backups were taken before sending for the invasive investigations – which was affirmed.  12.10 - A detailed hardware assessment was done over 20 minutes using software.  12.10 - The results were declared with additional system fault which might need addressing, and the need for a VMI

Beauty  Brokenness [Verse 1] I come down from the misty mountain I got lost on the human highway Take my head, refreshing fountain Take my eyes from what they've seen [Refrain] Take my head and change my mind How could people get so unkind? Hope

Morning visit to the care program for people infected and affected by HIV, and other individuals from marginalized communities, was soul-uplifting, as it usually is. Listening to the women who were being empowered through a tailoring project was both challenging and encouraging. It was challenging to hear the struggles faced by some of these HIV-positive and other marginalized women. However, it was encouraging to see how the team had thought reflectively about what could make a difference in the lives of these women who had no other options. All of this was motivated by love for these people. Still, there was a worry looming in the background - with the changing context of our nation, would this demonstration of love and compassion continue into the future? After all, the program was founded by a faith-based organization. The team was troubled by the potential reactive responses from those in power in our nation - could it hamper the support to these lives? (Those who want the product

The quotes and content in this article has been taken from the first section of the book “When None Sees” Copyright © 1992, 2000 by The Trinity Forum   Recently, in a meeting of friends (baby boomers, to be precise), an ongoing discussion revolved around the loss of character in political circles. As a generation raised during an era of character-driven political discourses, we feel a responsibility to act. I don't hear the younger generation discussing these matters much. Yet, I recall when I was young, looking down on my parents' generation, hearing them lament about how good things were in their time. And now, it seems, it's our turn to do the same.   However, reading the book mentioned above reminded me that such discussions have persisted throughout history. If a Roman emperor from the AD 160s could write, "Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one," perhaps baby boomers or elders would have been discussing the same matters back then. A sob

Am I a web-aholic? See below some data from a global cohort.  The modified CAGE questionnaire ( https://americanaddictioncenters.org/alcoholism-treatment/cage-questionnaire-assessment ) C – Cutting Down A – Annoyance by Criticism G – Guilty Feeling E – Eye-openers Has time on gadgets become so accepted that this does not bother others? Watch out this space for more dis-aggregated data - are Baby boomers more addicted than Gen Z? 

It was early 70s. A batch of young boys grew up together over 6 years. A complex group of young boys who soon are together to be young men. People from various religion, life backgrounds, thought processes and desires and plan. Differences aside we grew together agreeing to disagree but agreeably. Moving away from each other in 1976, to pursue their dreams for life. The batch of 76.  47 years down the line, the batch still the remains the batch of 76. We have grown in girth and BMIs. More knowledgeable and probably wise too. Many have made it well in life. Some may not feel that about themselves but have contributed much to the society.  We remain the batch of 76, with many differences between us. Some frantically political, some apolitical, some deeply religious, others agnostic, some retired and enjoying retired like others still busy in their business of life. Some need spirits to keep the machines running, others prefer a spiritless life. Some with BP’s (Literally) others sweet in