Wednesday, January 30, 2008

About Sethulakshmi Bayi -Maharani of Travancore

I have read an article about Rani Sethulakshmi Bayi published in The Hindu Dt Feb05,2006 BY SHREEKUMAR VARMA.

It is the news about the Maharni who had given the great school.

TRIBUTE
Benign presence

SHREEKUMAR VARMA
Remembering Sethu Lakshmi Bayi, regent of Travancore, as a queen and a grandmother.

Progressive ruler: The queen with her daughter.





MAHATMA GANDHI wrote in his paper Young India: "My visit to Her Highness was an agreeable surprise for me. Instead of being ushered into the presence of an over decorated woman, sporting diamond pendants and necklaces, I found myself in the presence of a modest young woman who relied not upon jewels or gaudy dresses for beauty but on her own naturally well formed features and exactness of manners. Her room was as plainly furnished, as she was plainly dressed. Her severe simplicity became an object of envy."


Gandhiji was writing about the Regent Maharani of Travancore, H.H. Sethu Lakshmi Bayi (1895-1985). His words acquire even more significance because he had to leave without accomplishing his mission, that of opening the temples in the state to all classes of people without discrimination. The Maharani told him: "I agree this should be done. And it will be done. But, as the Regent, I cannot take such a major policy decision. That will have to wait for my nephew." True to her words, the Temple Entry Proclamation was signed during Maharaja Sri Chitra Tirunal's reign.
Childhood



She was adopted by the Travancore Royal Family in 1900. It wasn't an agreeable proposition for the five year-old. She was uprooted from the joint family in Mavelikkara, separated from her brothers and sisters. Playtime was over. Henceforth, they would see her in a different light. She spent depressing days all by herself, waiting for those rare and precious moments when her mother was brought down from Mavelikkara to see her. When she was nine, an English Governess, Dorothia Watts, was appointed to teach her English, music, drawing and needlework. At 10, she was married to Rama Varma Valia Koil Thampuran of Ananthapuram Palace.

She was a reluctant ruler. When Maharaja Sri Moolam Tirunal passed away in 1924, the mantle fell on the royal family's eldest female member. There was also talk of a Regency Council being appointed till Chitra Tirunal came of age. Sethu Lakshmi Bayi went to the family temple of Sri Padmanabhaswamy and prayed: "Please, let it be the Council!"

It was not to be.



But having taken over the reins, she proved to be a progressive and pioneering ruler. Education was given top priority, taking up 40 per cent of the budget. Expenditure on public works rose by more than Rs. 14,00,000 by the end of her reign. The outlay on minor irrigation schemes was increased, and more money allocated for agricultural and industrial loans. Village Panchayats were established. Vital road links came into being. Women were empowered. A large number of them were appointed to the State Service, and also nominated to the Legislative Council. Granddaughter of the legendary artist Raja Ravi Varma, she patronised art and music, and encouraged the first ever filmmaker of Kerala. She abolished animal sacrifice and replaced the matrilineal system of inheritance with the patrilineal one. Her rule is remembered as the golden era of Travancore. Gandhiji added in the same Young India article: "Although I knew vaguely that Travancore was called a progressive State, I did not know anything of the marvellous progress it had made."


Later, Lord Mountbatten was to admire the Maharani's quiet elegance and innate dignity. "No one who met her once could ever forget her," he said. "She stands as a shining example to womanhood as a great queen and a great woman."
She lived in Satelmond Palace in Poojapura, Trivandrum, surrounded by family members and retainers. Her daughter, Indira Varma, recalls: "The grounds were quite vast. Stray dogs managed to sneak in and wander about. After lunch, my sister and I used to give them food placed on banana leaves. One day, Mother learnt that some of the cooks were in the habit of chasing them away by pouring boiling water on them. She was a very gentle person, but cruelty was something that never failed to arouse her ire. I saw her really angry that day, her beautiful and expressive eyes flashing fire." Today, the Palace houses the Sri Chitra Research Institute, responsible for groundbreaking medical technology.


She moved to Bangalore in the 1950s. My earliest recollection of her is tinged with a faint scent of bath oils and incense, as she sat in a small room with several large windows, rarely leaving her bed. She read a lot, newspapers and books, and listened to the radio. She carefully cut out Phantom and Mandrake comic strips and kept them for her grandchildren. They enjoyed visiting her because she listened attentively to their prattle, and also distributed toffee. During festivals such as Onam and Vishu, she looked radiant, surrounded by children. Looking at her, fragile and placid, it was difficult to imagine that she had once ruled the state of Travancore. My grandfather, who was a great support during the Regency, continued to live in Kerala, but came down every year to visit her.

With family

Music and books formed the basis of our relationship. We had long discussions on literature, and when I wrote my murder mystery magnum opus at the age of 13, she listened patiently to its progress, approving and advising, and turned out to be its only reader. When I "published" my first hand-written magazine, she was its sole subscriber. She sent for me whenever she wanted to listen to music. I would open her little HMV Fiesta gramophone and together we listened to Yesudas and Jayachandran, and old drama records.


When Yesudas actually came and sang for her one day, I was fortunate to be present. I also remember occasions when an entire theatre balcony would be reserved for our family and we sat watching a mythological along with her.

The Maharani passed away in February 1985. Last November, her 110th birthday was celebrated at a public function in Thiruvananthapuram. It was noted that there wasn't a single monument in the state to remind future generations of her pioneering rule.
But the benign presence of Sethu Lakshmi Bayi, who was as conscientious a grandmother as she was a queen, continues to rule over her family.

Monday, January 28, 2008

About NGKians

I could able to note the similar thoughts I mean parallel thoughts towards a common direction is SLB School.

NGKians :A group of former SLB school students had attempted to and created a community already around 60 members of from our school has listed .The objective of the NGKIan group is for a common cause.

"NGKians is the group belongs to the former students of SLB Govt.Hr.Sec. School, Nagercoil, India. This group was created to reunite all our friends residing in various parts of the world under the one roof namely "NGKians".

We all think together that its our duty to do something to our home town and the school where we studied and we are on the way. Our ultimate goal is to do needful to certain schools and promote education for poor students in Nagercoil and sorrounding areas."

It is very active you can contact the group in the following mail ID

To contact moderator mail at suriyaravi@yahoo.com


Website :
To add or edit in Website, mail at charan_124@yahoo.com


NGKians Society :
To refer about NGKians society formation, mail at umaganes@yahoo.com


Post message : NGKians@yahoogroups.com

Subscribe : NGKians-subscribe@yahoogroups.com

Unsubscribe : NGKians-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com

List owner : NGKians-owner@yahoogroups.com


I am just attaching the Video clip of the NGKians meet.









Really nice. Very good attempt hats off.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

On Children

On Children
Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.



You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Kahlil Gibran


It is in India see the below video I was shocked to see this...


Tuesday, January 22, 2008

S L B School Photos




Incidentally I could see SLB School photos taken by Einstein Satheesh through Google.Thanks Satheesh for taking such nice photos and sharing for Public.I could able to see life in your photos..

I think SLB school has a power to pull back its students and make them comeback to see him wherever they are.

































Click here to see more photos taken in SLB

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Some funny Baby videos

















Friday, January 11, 2008

Random Thoughts

We will get several mail forwards most of the mails wont be opened and it may go to trash bin.Recently I got a mail which really triggered my thoughts.

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.



Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.



Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.



When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups.



Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

Don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead --

Thursday, January 10, 2008

While buying in Big Retail stores

Recently I went to shop in Eastern stores,Bangalore to buy the winter garments and some other items..I could able to notice People who are going to abroad particularly US and European countries prefer to buy all the winter garments ,thermal wear ,Leather jacket etc in this stall.Though the shop looks like an organised store people will bargaining and doing the purchase.I have also bought items worth 10k and he had given around 20% dicount and I happily went home.

The weakness from our side is that we are happy when we get discount.As I have the habit of maintaining the accounts I have cross verified the items billed.There I could able to notice that he has over billed me by including additional item that is worth 600RS.Then I called him and asked for this he immediately accepted the fault and agreed to refund the money.

It had happened to me in big retail stores like Big bazaar,Monday to sunday ETC..Hence,If we have the habit of verifying the bill twice and record the big purchases we can avoid loosing money.I have noticed many people working in IT industry are throwing money without verifying or proper recording system to record expenses.The sad thing is that we don not want to keep the bills even sometimes.


I AM WRITING THIS TO CAUTION YOU WHILE GOING FOR PURCHASE IN BIG RETAILS STORES.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

It is in India