Amma My first love

 

Upliftment of science without a balanced heading along with the spiritual impact of it, would lead to the hard sciences getting underrated and Thrown out the Windows. The ramming against each other of ideologies without knowing how it spiritually derides the other , disrupts the dream of equality and healthy partnerships. It's important for the evolution of human spirit - like the story of a run down steam engine which used to puff away in full steam, to take steps in sync or atleast in tandem with know how and technology. That's something to look forward to in this battle for clean and renewable energy.

The spirit works on the mind and physical body. Temperance of the spirit to function effectively with adequate restraint and care, being able to see the bigger picture of Supreme intelligence at work, brings in peace, comfort and wellness to individuals. 

My learning have strong bearings to my Life journey. Growing up in a BHEL township, a safe environment which enabled us to learn good science, etiquettes, fine arts and have good company with brilliant minds,  has shaped up our lives well. Grateful for it from the bottom of my heart. Life has come around with its share of many flavours. Right now, I would like to share some flavour of the tasty food my amma used to make. They were mostly simple with few ingredients and ready in a jiffy. Looking back her creativity seems to have been boundless. Deciphering to learn How she managed a home effectively and largely efficient, albeit it didn't last long and left us in a void after she left, has led to some life lessons. Be gentle with yourself, you are not a horse to be flagged around .... House used to be specklessly perfect in cleanliness, she refused to have a maid many times, washed the clothes on the stone though we had a washing machine, ground the dosa mavu on the stone mortar though we had a grinder, she could bicycle, ride a moped and a car; her interest in craft led her to teaching others her skills in the BHEL ladies club. I remember the awe on some aunties faces when her red, yellow, white organdy roses shaped up, she attended baking classes and made such tasty cakes, she embroidered and tailored my dresses as well as my brother's, she did smoking on my dresses, made fancy cuts on my skirts and blouses... My God ! What was she ... You did miracles with your hands dear  Now i realise She put herself to so much of a grind, Amma please forgive us, we didn't know our limits. You are a kedadeepam, ever showing us the way, picking us up everytime we fell, Pranamam  The blaze you were has set our trail , be with us dear, You are our guiding star  We owe you something for bringing us up as fine individuals. Thanks Amma, my first Love