tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41718866497695692622012-02-18T08:58:09.932-08:00Putting in thoughts on issues that I faced and those I face newly as days go by. I tackle them my way (perfect/clumsy). Certain issues remain unattended while I still mull them over....Rajesh Kumar Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16976560315938674201noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4171886649769569262.post-63580877052856798322009-04-12T08:35:00.000-07:002009-05-20T00:05:19.554-07:00

Its been a while, during which a pen drive carrying a Sasser virus found way into my laptop and played havoc till it lasted.  Fault is on me -  I had not updated my anti-virus.  Being unguarded wasn't pretty. I paid a price...again, and kicked a Sasser tail.  I lost all my pictures and videos that I had downloaded and stored in C Drive.  Some other important files too..I'm yet to get a grip of

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My cardboardThen....Under DestructionNow...Under Construction

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"You!", I said, with outstretched hand and pointed fingers,"You can leave if you are not interested! We are not having all this for fun (or something like that...in a momentary rage, I dont remember what I said)". It was a long day. I was standing and teaching a group of workshop participants and also bigger set of students in a large computer lab. I had been standing and talking with all my

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I was addicted to tapioca chips. There, I said it. This started in my childhood. Any evening snack involved chips and I preferred tapioca above potato. The hard crispy, slices of gold, the melting after the bite...the spice on it...it truly was very intoxicating.Whenever, I could muster some money, I would rush to the store across the road to get a pack (it was Rs 10 (roughly) 0.25 USD, for 250

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The Weavers - A tribute concert to Harold LeventhalWhere Have All the Flowers Gone - Peter, Paul and Mary

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Its late to write about caroling! But what we did last year seems more meaningful and true to the spirit of Christmas - spreading the good news.  We (local church) chose not to visit everyone in the congregation as all of us are already 'caroled' by about 3-4 groups on an average.We decided to go to places where there will be some 'looking forward to'.  It was so easy to make a list and it

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Mark Lowry sings his signature and most popular song with David Phelps and Guy Penrod helping him out in the background towards the end. Mary, did you knowThat your baby boy will one day walk on water? Did you knowThat your baby boy will save our sons and daughters? Did you knowThat your baby boy has come to make you new? This child that youve deliveredWill soon deliver youMary, did you knowThat

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Yes, have a good one this time. Don't botch it up! Keep the cool and go along with life.I sang! and how! Well I cant show you how - sadly there was some wrong strategy in placing of microphones and male voices were not carried well. The audience enjoyed it (thats what they told and I did not see dozing off...as far as I know).Standing dangerously on the edge of a platform I really sang my heart

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....not that I was accomplishing much and advancing our nation through the recession. Like the Queen of England asked, why did they not know this, already?! I'm comfortable asking such 'wise' questions and heading back to my hammock.Djingo is in. Yeah, that;s Jingo with a D. He is one fine kitten that I found meowing in one of my friends' house one night. My mission was to dispose it off in a

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You said you'd come and share all my sorrowsYou said you'd be there for all my tomorrowsI came so close to sending you awayAnd just like you promised, you came there to stayI just had to pray.Chorus:And Jesus said, Come to the water, stand by my side,I know you are thirsty, you won't be denied.I felt every teardrop when in darkness you cried,And I strove (Im here) to remind you that for those

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You need to know this, in order to deal with the elderly. There is someone who is already in your life or you are thinking of taking a new direction in life and be useful. Whatever may be the purpose, just don't tell me that you were never warned.DecisionIt is a decision that you need to take before venturing. This is NOT like dipping your toe to find the temperature and then settling in/opt out.

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You find them everywhere. They are within the family, relatives, neighbors, friends, strangers...strangers mostly. They are strange in many ways to us. They think differently and behave unique. They have had their days - good ones. Some conquered, some ruled, some subdued - they are of all variety. One thing that makes them fall into one homogeneous category is their age. They are old.They are

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Reading as a habit was acquired at a very early stage and I would always read anything that I would lay my eyes on (er...excuse the academics). However, I should admit that the love to read started diminishing and any reading involved skipping lines and paragraphs and even pages. Very sad development indeed. Ive been wanting to revive the passion that I used to have in reading. But the books i

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Hope all of you are doing good in all that you are doing or not doing. Well Ive been doing something new. It all happened when the Principal of a B.ed college wanted a heavenly choir to sing during the Candle Light ceremony - which was like the send off party for the first batch. And so she sought a professional who happens to know me. Get the picture?!The ceremony was on a particular Saturday

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Its time to put a comeback out here. I just had to do it somewhere. But I dont promise anyhow, the excitement that accompanies when Roger Federer makes one. I'll stay put alright.Been doing pretty much the same stuff. And thats 'nothing'. And Yes, I should admit I continue to attend weddings uninvited. One thing I tell myself, "when the focus lamp hits you, it does not really mean that you are in

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Album: Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin Lyrics: Why do you cry? He has risen. Why are you weeping? He's not dead. Why do you cry? he has risen.Why are you weeping? He's not dead. He paid it all on that lonely highway(hayyyy). And his anointing I can feel. He shed his blood (ohh ohh ohh). For my Transgressions (ohh ohh ohh). And by his stripes we are healed. Why do you cry? He has risen. Why are you

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Above all powersAbove all kingsAbove all natureAnd all created thingsAbove all wisdomAnd all the ways of manYou were hereBefore the world beganAbove all kingdomsAbove all thronesAbove all wonders The world has ever knownAbove all wealthAnd treasures of the earthThere's no way to measureWhat You're worthCrucified Laid behind the stoneYou lived to dieRejected and aloneLike the rose Trampled on the

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Words & Music: George Bennard, 1913On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,The emblem of suffering and shame;And I love that old cross where the dearest and bestFor a world of lost sinners was slain.So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,Till my trophies at last I lay down;I will cling to the old rugged cross,And exchange it some day for a crown.O that old rugged cross, so despised by the

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Hope this year is turning out to be what you have been expecting it to be. Always wondered how a January 1 can change things that stubbornly stuck to our lives, than any other day! Well, it gotta be someday and it better be Jan 1st I guess. Yahoo managed to eat up my blog, and somehow I had a bit of it and it went like this.....In hindsight, things look dull and uneventful during 2007...atleast

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Words: Charlotte Elliot , 1835Music: Wood worth, William B. Bradbury, Mendelssohn Collect ion, or Third Book of Psalm ody (New York: 1849).Miss Charlotte Elliott was visit ing some friends in the West End of London, and there met the eminent minis ter, Cesar Malan. While seated at supper, the minister said he hoped that she was a Christian. She took offense at this, and replied that she would

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On 8th December, Christmas Carol recital of the YWCA was held. I have posted the video of one of my elderly (76 years) friend Mr. Arnold (Arnold Uncle) singing. He is a very experienced musician and has 25 years of conducting choir. He has a tremendous voice and is one of the best in Christian singing in India. All said, Uncle is the most down-to-earth person I have ever seen. He is the source of

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"The Little Drummer Boy" is a popular Christmas song, with words and music by Katherine K. Davis. Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone have been credited with writing the song, even though they were only the arrangers for their recordings of it.The song is also known as Carol of the Drum. Here it is..Come they told mePa rum pum pum pumOur new born King to see,Pa rum pum pum pumOur finest gifts we

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Im lovin it

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I attended a concert on Sunday evening at the TELC church here. The local Strings Ensemble - a musical team promoted another team from Madurai, The Harmony Singers to give a performance.It was a real treat to hear the four men sing both Tamil and English songs. The songs were varied and they ended with three Christmas carols. The following song was sung thrice. Once when they were checking the

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Its been a while. Cant really tell what Ive been doing these days. Im still struggling to put my finger on it. Just this and that and not anything in particular and nothing amounting to anything (in case you are admiring my sentence-making, thanks !).Ive been wanting to write. Certain topics remain in my head. There is Fitness, there's this thing about working solo Vs working as a team, managing

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Isa 53:6 All we like sheep have gone astray we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him (Jesus) the iniquity of us all. Jer 50:6 My people hath been lost sheep:.....away on the mountains: they have gone from mountain to hill, they have forgotten their resting place.Eze 34:6 My sheep wandered through all the mountains, and upon every high hill: yea, my flock was

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Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father…So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.” Matthew 10:29-31You are watched. With abundant love and concern by the One who made you. He never sleeps nor slumbers. The following song is a beautiful one that sings about His watchfulness and the hope and courage that

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As Sung by Cat Stevenslyrics by Eleanor FarjeonMorning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for the springing fresh from the word Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung in completeness where his feet pass 

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Loneliness affect many people than anything else. All don’t die of loneliness….they are just dying. It evokes varied responses. One can go crazy, hyperactive, suicidal or just despondent. This is an issue that drives everyone. All are afraid of being left alone by their own friends, folks and the world itself. This fear drives many to make a life that will keep away the danger of being left

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Creation never fails to amaze!

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Recently I was in Chennai, to attend the 50th wedding anniversary function of an Aunt (Dad's elder Sister). A special service was held in St. George's Cathedral. It is a massive church. Larger than life. Though I am used to church buildings that are big, this one was solid with lot of details to it. I currently attend worship in a classroom sort of hall in an inter religious organization building

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A beautiful skit, tremendous performance. The song is 'Everything' by Life House.Find Me Here Speak To Me I want to feel you I need to hear youYou are the light That's leading me To the place where I find peace again. You are the strength, that keeps me walking. You are the hope, that keeps me trusting. You are the light to my soul. You are my purpose...you're everything. And How can I stand here

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This is a special song. Softly and Tenderly Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling,Calling for you and for me;See, on the portals He’s waiting and watching,Watching for you and for me.RefrainCome home, come home,You who are weary, come home;Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling,Calling, O sinner, come home!Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading,Pleading for you and for me?Why should we linger

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Im both glad and embarrassed to write again after saying that it would be no less than a month when I write again. Well, I have written, haven't I? You know that I share an enriching friendship with my older friends. One of them (in the pic) Balraj Uncle (Any elder / family friend is an 'Uncle' in India and is addressed this way) comes to our home every morning. It is a ritual for him to come,

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Hey all of you!Hope you are all doing good. It may be long when i write again. Thats because....because....lemme check my blackberry, hmm no, im not busy. That is not the reason.  I will just be not writing for a while.Yeah, too many things lined up. Thats why. I dont think ill have time to sit and write something worthwhile. I dont want the entries to be just rants.So all of you visit the page

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Blessed are the uninvited, for they shall have their fill.No, dont check the beatitudes in the Bible. This one is mine and it comes by experience.People invite their family and friends to weddings. They dont invite others who they do not know, or whom they are not concerned. People invite my friends (the old ones) because it is considered a privilege to have them during the ceremony / reception.

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The song in the last blog "Give em all to Jesus" was sung by Evie. She was a regular feature in all the Billy Graham crusade meetings around the world. She was vivacious and came on very refreshing when she sang.The following song is from the group Selah. Words by Horatio G. Spatford (1873) and Music by Phillip P. Bliss (1876). It again is a wonderful song. Begins in a different language and then

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Give Them All To Jesus - EvieAre you tired of chasing pretty rainbows? Are you tired of spinning round and round?Wrap up all those shattered dreams of your lifeAnd at the feet of Jesus, lay them down.Give them all, give them all, give them all to JesusShattered dreams, wounded hearts, broken toys.Give them all, give them all, give them all to JesusAnd He will turn your sorrows into joy.He never

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Life is rolling on again after some rocking. No good rocking, all bad. However, the good news is that its begun to roll. Hope not to hit blocks, well not too soon. That would be a bummer! Come to think of it, it is those blocks that make life interesting - when you think back. Yeah, only when you think back. But during the tribulation period it really rocks like rodeo, till you hurt and then go

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Im putting down what I know about this topic. I have not done extensive research on it. I am going to be blissfully ignorant and go ahead. Sorry, to start with a disclaimer of sorts. Be a good listener to speeches. This is a golden rule. Or else one can never make good public talking. Public Speaking can be 1. Formal 2. Informal This is what the world says. You gotta be formal and be very precise

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Talking as such was a huge task for me when I was growing up (not that Im done!). I always used to wonder why real life was never like the movies, where they speak the right words and that too make it interesting. In real life, i never used the correct words to mean what I wanted to convey. This one-to-one conversation was not a very attractive task. So, whenever confronted, there were frantic

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...is okay.Though, still the process of realization is on, of the loss. 'So my PhD work is lost? , asks my sister. I also think about all the pictures I had. The addresses, the accounts (current and past ). Getting enough of these revelations.However, I am rebuilding the system. The OS, Office, all the IBM driver files the broadband modem, net configuration etc., So here I am, composing this

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Did I tell you in the last blog that I had changed for good? Well, not entirely. My stupidity still remains in all its glory. My net connection was nuts bcos of a virus which enjoyed so much increasing my internet bill to the sky. How sadistic have they become!! Now lets turn our attention back to my stupidity. The only resort to kick the virus' behind was to format my laptop. Someone promised to

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I saw the picture of the Afghan girl when I was kid. It did capture my attention. I looked at the picture for a long time. I did not know how to appreciate a picture, but still I did look at it for a long time. Here is an account of the picture. This may be old news to you...but it still is a fascinating story.'Afghan Girl' Mystery SolvedNational Geographic Photographer Finds His Most Famous

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Listening...they say is an art. It is a gift too. I feel it is a response to something you have inside you. While growing up, I always ended up listening to people. I cant figure out why? Was it my low self esteem? or my unattended-deep-down ambition to become a psychiatrist? Or, did my face look like a bin for their emotions? Or to be optimistic, they found me wise  - Im sorry to say that it was

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Following are some funny thoughts on famous last words people said before they 'passed on'!!! Had a good laugh at this. You will have to imagine a bit to laugh harder!! Noo these windows are ok to lean on.Don’t worry its not that deepNo, he doesn’t bite?.My brakes are fine.Nice doggy.I think it's trying to communicate..."Homicidal Tendencies"? Hey, you're Eminem, aren't you?"Na, I don't think we

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I usually carry a 'things to do' list. Sometimes in my mind. Sometimes in a piece of paper. Sometimes it is a notepad file in the system. Im sure you do too in a one way or the other. It is very encouraging when the tasks listed get out of the list.It is very discouraging when the tasks get added up in the list.It is very frustrating when the tasks (each one of them) nears completion but never

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Its been a while. yeah! I totally agree. Just look at the last entry I made!! That was two months ago. Yup, it has been a long hiatus. And two ladies did miss me ;). I received emails saying, stop scratching and start writing (verbatim, mine!!).I know, I shouldn't have done the vanishing act. I was just cowered down by things around. May sound a bit weak but thats true, what can I say! You guys

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Will see what future has in store. 'Present' aint rosy itself always. Now is the future! someone said... If that is the case....Love this song...God sent His son, they called Him Jesus He came to love, heal, and forgive. He lived and died to buy my pardon, An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.  Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. Because He lives, All fear is gone. Because I know

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Who Finds A Friend Finds A Treasure - a laugh riot by Terence Hill and Bud Spencer duo. Also a saying, that I have experienced to be true.What draws two persons together is enigmatic. It is not always common interest or common situations they are placed in. It happens. It just happens. Frienship blooms and lasts for a period of time.There are friendships that last lifetime. Some to a short period

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I was gifted a book titled 'Tuesdays with Morrie", by Mitch Albom.It is a tale about the relationship of a young man with an old. Good read. It foreshadowed what came later.I now have four friends whom i frequently meet. They constitute all of my immediate friends circle whom i meet in person! And all four of them are elderly! They are 85, 75, 65 and 65 of age.I was kind of drawn towards them

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It is great to have friends! Condolences and care kept flowing in. Very comforting to know that so many people do care and are willing to extend their hand.I was never a 'friend maker' in my school days! In fact one guy called me a 'friend bumper' - meaning i bump one friend for another. Which was finda true as I never showed consistency in maintaining friends.Only in my later school days did I

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Mom passed away this Monday (22.01.2007) at 5pm. She was a diabetic and had heart problems too. Funeral Service was on Tuesday and she was buried next to Dad's grave.Though i could console myself that her sufferings have ended and she has definitely gone to the best place, it was a blow. But there were people around who care very much and consoled and prayed for us. We (I, Brother and two Sisters

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Last December I ran high temperature and had to be admitted in the Hospital for 2 days. This is my first time in a hospital. I have attended to many, but it was my first time for myself. More than the sickness, helplessness was at the peak. There were wonderful people to be around, but personally inside I felt very helpless and was at the verge of i-dontt-know-what. It was only two days!!!!(that

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Happy New Year All of You!!For me 2006 has been a very t(f)rying year!! And it has turned out to be good. I have been transformed into a better person! ! Im glad i was not overburnt!! though i did think that sometimes I was being. God is a good cook, he never overburns :-).So here I am tanned and all standing at the entrance of 2007, hoping it to be a year of changes - of things around! But if it

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Well, I guess it is like love…there is this initial excitement and then you are kinda shaken up by reality!! Sad and strange, the rosy path that I tread on during my interview days were never to be found during my studies. Where are the red petals that cushioned my feet? Ouch, owww, and hey it became thorny as soon as I began the course!Reality pricks!When I began, the Mansion that made my jaw

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(I was re reading this blog and it struck me!! Love at first sight and Shankar's pic ! Now that you know there is no connection with the title and pic, proceed and read on!)In the beginning….it rained. I was in Bangalore visiting a friend and writing an MBA entrance test (ah…you noticed the priority). I had to be in Vellore the next day for Biostatistics entrance exam. It was pouring cats, dogs

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It is a pleasure to get nostalgic and also feel again the process of growing up! Growing up was never easy. In fact any small change is threatening. I was called to make lot of changes when I entered CMC. I am positive that all of us had to make some adjustment and changes initially.The first thing that daunted me was the language of communication. English. From the background where I come from,

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This is a series I wrote for the MSc Alumni Newsletter.. Hope you would like it too.It is very encouraging to see how people participate and even gather as MSc Alumni and I join in the queue to appreciate Shankar in founding and sustaining the group. The enthusiastic participation of each former student I believe is to be attributed to the Christian Medical College itself.The quality education,

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Yes, our Parents recieved 4 gifts, I being the last. Being the youngest has it own ups and downs. I was the shopper of the family - not an enviable designation when it is the groceries that you shop for. And there was always some item or the other 'missed' in the list. Lot of walking back and forth facilitated deep thinking (is that an up or down...still wondering!)Originally posted on Thursday

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