meden agan
baap | 30 April 2005, 2:35am
meden agan - nothing in excess.
He does not expose himself needlessly to danger, since there are few things for which he cares for sufficiently; but he is willing, in great crisis, to give even his life,- knowing that iun certain conditions it is not worth wile to live. He is of a disposition to do men service, though he is ashamed to have a service done to him. He does not take part in public displays...He is open in his dislikes and preferences; he talks and acts frankly, because of his contempt for men and things...He is never fired with admiration, since there is nothing great in his eyes. He cannot live in complaisance with others, except it be a friend...He never feels malice, and always forgets and passes over injuries...He is not fond of talking...It is no concern of his that he should be praised, or that others should be blamed. He does not speak evil of others, even of his enemies, unless it be to themselves. His carriage is sedate, his voice deep, his speech measured; he is not given to hurry, for he is concerned about only a few things; he is not prone to vehemence, for he thinks nothing very important. A shrill voice and hasty steps come to a man through care....He bears the accidents of life with dignity and grace, making the best of his circumstances, like a skilful general...who marshals his limited forces with all the strategy of war...He is his own best friend, and takes delight in privacy whereas the man of no virtue or ability is his own worst enemy, and is afraid of solitude.
Such is the ideal man of Aristotle, who by no means is metaphysical...
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Pee-Wee Herman...talks about "Effluent Treatment involving Heavy Metal Ions"
baap | 23 April 2005, 4:27pm
Today, is a special day. Remember Pee-Wee herman? He always used to give "the word-of-the-day" and the whole show was dedicated on the usage of that word, or actions related to that word, or talk about related subjects. Pee Wee herman unfortunately became a victim of drug usage, anyway it formed the basis of my thought-process of not letting anything get by me, be it "the-word-of-the-day" or any other thing. Personal Interest? HUH ? what is that..?Favourability towards certain subjects in life is not my thing. My life is constantly fuelled by the urge to know more and more, and just know!!! Its not a question of conquering a particular strata of knowledge, or academic flamboyancy, its the dogma called the "innate thirst for knowledge", predominantly a feature which is widespread among the species called Human. < ?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> OK !! then...so the phrase for today is : "Effluent-tretment from tanneries".Lets go n see what is there to learn about it, i dont know jackshit about it, although i have a feeling the "jackshit" forms a part of what i will be learning today. So shall we proceed ? YES we surely will
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Viola Villa, back to the Second Home
baap | 14 April 2005, 2:04am
Going back to the second home.....
A second home! AH! I love my second home. First a brief description: There exists this compound in South Lallaguda aka conventionally known as Tarnaka, which consists of probably the most happy and content people ive ever known. This property is called Viola Villa, surprisingly i never bothered to find out the meaning or hsitory behind the name, except for the fact that i was rather content with the repeated occurence of the letter V. (*grins)! Its a compound, which consists of a "Main House", and other "auxillaries" signifying that the parents/grand parents of the joint family residing on the compound, occupy the "Man House". The auxillaries vary in size depending on the age of the chidren and relative financial status of the children/parents.
This is a joint family to say the least, oh! no! not at all the ones occuring on the Saas-Bahu themes, but rather a more relaxed, i guess a more jovial environement..although there has been in the past visible tension...amongst the numerous "koddalu"s and"alludu"s. Oh! Yeah, fantastic tales of mature adults having year long bouts of silence over acceptance disparities about maid-servants/food...etc.
I entered this property as a 2 year old, the farthest i can remember atleast, bascially..i have a cousin living in one of the "auxillaries". Hence, started a 10 or more year long saga which culminates into what i call "the second home". My cousin and i were initially the typical cousins, having all the same childish pursuits of exploration and all the innocent stuff. But adoloscence, like always, changes a whole lotta things, he got girlfriends, i didn't..i got a computer, he didn't. He "continued" playing cricket, i "continued" studying.
Basically there ended the mutual "cousin" understandings and relationship, but the bond with the house, I never lost. It was the house i always wanted to live in; the one with a real garden with real vegetation, seperate "auxillaries" for the servant quarters, a SUMMER HOUSE!!!! Long halls, huge bedrooms, and stuff like that! The main house which initially was the only house with a tv, saw all the children of the compound (about 5-6 of them) coming and watching Cartoons, and cheering for either "Grandizer" or "Ninja Robots" or "Small Wonder".
There were 3 boys, and 2 girls when i was a kid, all of us cousins in some way or the other. All 3 boys being older, had their own seperate fun, while the 2 girls had their bringing up done by the "kodallu"s and the parents respectively. There were times when i stayed in this house for months together, never wanting to return home except for that unexpected bout of a bronchitis attack, where i had to be nursed back to health only to go back and be part of the fun.
Sports was the bloodline of this house and moresoever, Cricket ran through everyone's veins. I can only imagine how many times we played cricket, with each other, how many times we fought over whether the ball hit the imaginary wicket or not. Even in this prospect, benefit of the doubt was usually given to the batsman, although he was totally unaware of the dimensions of the wicket. It was totally based upon a balance of intuition and convincing ability (trump card being "mother dead promise"), a phrase which whenever used, sent the oppsing team back, resigning to the fact that they couldnt handle the intensity of the situation.
I saw my first episode of Baywatch there, developed my craving for the "American Goodies" over there, plucked my first fruits, climbed my first wall, and a whole list of athletic "firsts". But most probably the most important of all, i discovered a normal childhood there, one where evenings was by defacto playing time, nights was dinner and sleep ONLY, mornings were "sweet chappati"!!!! Sure, there were fights among us kids, which wavered between one being jealous over the other for being either too good in sports or the other being too good in studies (RELATIVELY SPEAKING). But at the end of the day, everything fizzled off over probably an action packed NightRider/StreetHawk/He-Man episode.
Whew! There is so much to talk about this place..i can probably recollect every incident that ever took place there. It was the conventional children's haven. Even now, as i write this down, a new generation of children is growing up right there! Now there are a set of twins also!
Viola Villa
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