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“I TELL YOU” – Life at 90 ** Father C.G.Valles,s.j.

“I TELL YOU” – Life at 90 ** Father C.G.Valles,s.j.

[This is what I spoke the other day at the celebration of the 90th birthday of a friend.]

I am qualified to speak as I too am approaching the figure, and also because I organized in its day the celebration of my mother’s 90th birthday, so that I already have some experience in the matter. I was then in India, and my mother wrote to me saying that few people reach 100, and so we should celebrate her 90 just in case. Then, of course, she went on and lived till the age of 102. So get ready, Mari Ros, because you still have a long way to go. This feast today will be the rehearsal for your feast of 100 years!

You have been a professor, Mari Ros, as I’ve been, and so I know the blessings of our profession as you do. The first is the memory, affection, recognition our students manifest, directly or indirectly, along so many years. Many anecdotes remain in our memory, and I’m just going to give a couple of them to make the point.

I was teaching a class of 110 students, which is quite a number. The classroom was an amphitheater, and the girls traditionally occupied the first rows, with the boys seated behind. In front of me, right in the middle of the first row, used to seat a bright girl, Ila Shah, who was the first to register understanding in her alert face. She went through her mathematics gloriously year by year, and left the college at the end. Not very long after that, I received in the mail an invitation card. Her wedding. I always did my best to attend old students’ weddings as I knew how much they appreciated the presence of an old teacher and his blessing. There she was, resplendent in her bride’s attire. She touched my feet and bent her head while I gently touched it in blessing. Then I teased her in jest. “Let’s revise some trigonometry. Can you tell me what sine square of theta plus cosine square of theta is? She laughed my question away. I remonstrated: “So you have forgotten all the mathematics I taught you?” To which she answered at once: “Yes, I have forgotten all of mathematics. But the mathematics teacher I’ll never forget!” I haven’t forgotten her either.

The day the new course began I made it a point to stand at the gate of the college to welcome the students, greeting back the old ones and making a first acquaintance with the new. I would ask them their manes, the place they were coming from, the courses and subjects they wanted to take, and sometimes I added a more loaded question at the end: “What is your aim in coming now to college after school?” Most answers were commonplace, but once a boy got serious on hearing my question, and answered with another question: “Shall I tell you?” – “Yes, if you like to.” He began his story: “My mother died when I was very small, only two years old. No picture of her had been kept, and so I don’t even know her face. And her sickness was not so serious, it was TB, which could have been cured, but there was no doctor in my village, they were late in realizing the seriousness of the case, they took her in a bullock-cart to the nearest town, but by then they could do nothing and she died. That has given me great pain which is always with me. Now I’ve worked hard at school, I’ve come to a good college for my Pre-Science course so that I can get admission into medical college and become a doctor. And then, if my mother died because there was no good doctor in our village, I’ll see to it that small children do not lose their mothers in the village where I am.

Another boy, with problems at home, would come often to unburden himself with me, and once he told me: “I don’t understand it, but I feel greater confidence and affection with you than with my own father.” And he added to my surprise: “Of course, in the last incarnation you must have been my father, and I your son.”

Apart from the students’ recognition and affection, another great blessing of the teacher is just the pleasure of teaching. To prove an important mathematical theorem to a large class of gifted students is a privilege few can enjoy. I just mention one such experience. The theorem on “The necessary and sufficient condition for the existence of the inverse function of a complex variable function” is a theorem that takes a full hour to explain on the blackboard to a class. Equation after equation, blackboard after blackboard, step after step the theorem goes on taking shape with the suspense of an Agatha Christie novel. I had left the result to be obtained written on the upper corner of the blackboard to the left, and at the end I wrote the final result we had obtained and pointed at the first I had left in the upper corner. They were identical. At that moment the bell rung for the end of the class, and the students broke into applause. Those days are never forgotten.

G. H. Hardy was the best know English mathematician of the last century, and the Gujarat University commissioned me to translate into Gujarati his famous treatise “A Course of Pure Mathematics”, which was quite a job for me as I had written nothing in the language so far, but which precisely introduced me into the ways or writing in Gujarati and led me to a writing career, which in time became more important to me than my mathematical work. Hardy established rigor in mathematical proofs and worked for the cause “with the zeal of a missionary preaching the Bible to cannibals” as he wrote. He was an atheist and called himself “God’s personal enemy”, which is not quite denying God’s existence, and he used to say wryly that, “It’s rather unfortunate that some of the happiest hours of my life should have been spent within sound of a Roman Catholic Church”. That lack of religious belief did cast a shadow on his otherwise inspiring life, and he ended his autobiography “A Mathematician’s Apology” with these sad words: “I have never done anything ‘useful’. No discovery of mine has made, or is likely to make, directly or indirectly, for good or ill, the least difference to the amenity of the world. I have helped to train other mathematicians, but mathematicians of the same kind as myself, and their work has been, so far at any rate as I have helped them to it, as useless as my own. Judged by all practical standards, the value of my mathematical life is nil; and outside mathematics it is trivial anyhow. I have just one chance of escaping a verdict of complete triviality, that I may be judged to have created something worth creating. And that I have created something is undeniable; the question is about its value.” That unjustified pessimism led him to attempt suicide, and to comment, as he did not succeed in his attempt, that he had not been good even at that. Sad episode that reminds us that mathematics by themselves are not enough. Something else is needed to give value to life, and this is the point I wanted to make.

I’ll tell you, Mari Ros, the best anecdote of my life as a teacher, which also reflects yours, even if your students may not have expressly told you that, but your influence did remain with them and you know it. Some of my students went on to become mathematics teachers themselves. The matric exam to join college those days was very tough. It was a written exam and the examiner did not know who had written the paper he was correcting, neither did the student know who was correcting his paper. Everything went by numbers without names. But there were ways and means, and an old student of mine, who was an examiner for the matric exam, received one day the visit of a man who told him he was the father of a student who knew that his paper had come to him for its valuation. His son, he explained, was quite bright, but had been confused at the exam and had written badly. So he requested the examiner to give passing marks to his son… for a consideration. The examiner answered him: “How do you propose to me such an indignity? Don’t you know that I am Fr Valles’ student?”

Life goes on, Mari Ros, and we with it. There are three things we, at our age, can do to keep in good shape. First: walking. A while every day, with or without a stick, with or without a companion, far or near, but every day without fail. Second: reading, keeping abreast of news, commenting them, discussing them. Third: social relations. Family, friends, meetings, visits. Contact with those who love us keeps us alive and joyful.

These are my memories. Mari Ros, parallel to yours. They have been your life all these 90 years and they bring you now the joy and satisfaction to have lived them out. When I saw your photograph in the program for today’s function, I mentioned to others what a fine portrait of yours it was, but they told me it was no special photograph, but just a passport photo of yours enlarged. Everybody comes out badly in a passport photo, but yours is the best passport photo I’ve seen in my life. Keep that smile forever.

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કાળજી..!/એષા દાદાવાળા

જયારે

તમે

કોઈના ચહેરાને

તમારી બેઉ હથેળી વચ્ચે લઇ

એને હળવેકથી ચૂમીને
પછી કહો કે
“ચાહું છું તને, બહુ બહુ બહુ ચાહું છું તને..!”
ત્યારે
એના ગાલ પર ઉતરી આવતી લાલાશ
એની
આંખો સુધી ન પહોંચે

બસ એટલી કાળજી રાખજો પ્લીઝ…!

સૌજન્ય લોક સાહિત્ય

લાગણીની લવચિક્તા અને આ હૃદયસ્પર્શી રચનાની   છેલ્લી પંક્તિ ઉત્કટ ભાવ પ્રગટ કરનારી છે.

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Life

LIFE

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Enjoy the small trip view. Very interesting. Just click on any city you wish to visit.

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11 Habits That Will Help You Live to 100

While those are some of the obvious steps you can take to age well, researchers have discovered that centenarians tend to share certain traits in how they eat, move about, and deal with stress—the sorts of things we can emulate to improve our own aging process. Of course, getting to age 100 is enormously more likely if your parents did. Still, Thomas Perls, who studies the century-plus set at Boston University School of Medicine, believes that assuming you’ve sidestepped genes for truly fatal diseases like Huntington’s, “there’s nothing stopping you from living independently well into your 90s.” Heck, if your parents and grandparents were heavy smokers, they might have died prematurely without ever reaching their true potential lifespan, so go ahead and shoot for those triple digits. Follow these 12 habits and check out Perls’ lifetime risk calculator to see how long you can expect to live.
“Exercise is the only real fountain of youth that exists,” says Jay Olshansky, a professor of medicine and aging researcher at the University of Illinois at Chicago. “It’s like the oil and lube job for your car. You don’t have to do it, but your car will definitely run better.” Study after study has documented the benefits of exercise to improve your mood, mental acuity, balance, muscle mass, and bones. “And the benefits kick in immediately after your first workout,” Olshansky adds. Don’t worry if you’re not a gym rat. Those who see the biggest payoffs are the ones who go from doing nothing to simply walking around the neighborhood or local mall for about 30 minutes a day. Building muscle with resistance training is also ideal, but yoga classes can give you similar strength-training effects if you’re not into weight lifting.

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તું સમયને રોકડું પરખાવ તો સાચો કહું./અશરફ ડબાવાલા

શબ્દથી જો સાંકળો ખખડાવ તો સાચો કહું,
ને કલમથી બારણાં ખોલાવ તો સાચો કહું.
પાંપણો પર અંધકારે સ્વપ્ન તો લઈ સૌ ફરે;
ક્યાંક ઊંડે જ્યોત તું પ્રકટાવ તો સાચો કહું.
સર્વ ત્યાગીને હિમાલય પર જવાનું છે સરળ;
રોજનાં મેદાનમાં જો આવ તો સાચો કહું.
તું મદારી જેમ ના છેતર ઘડીભર આંખને;
મૂળમાં જઈ જીવને ભરમાવ તો સાચો કહું.
આ બધા મોઘમ ઈશારા ને વિનવણી વ્યર્થ છે;
તું સમયને રોકડું પરખાવ તો સાચો કહું.
-અશરફ ડબાવાલા
આપણા NRI કવિ ડો. આશરફ ડબાવા. છેલ્લાં ૧૫ વર્ષથી ડો.ડબાવાલા ‘શિકાગો આર્ટ સર્કલ’ સંસ્થા થકી ગુજરાતી સાહિત્ય, સંગીત અને કલાના વિવિધ કાર્યક્રમો રજૂ કરી શિકાગો વિસ્તારમાં આપણી સાંસ્કૃતિક પ્રવૃત્તિના પ્રચાર ને પ્રસારમાં પ્રવૃત્ત છે.
સૌજન્ય ગાગરમાં સાગર

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Enjoy all the movies you want ­ you can sort them according to your choice.

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PARAPROSDOKIANS (Winston Churchill loved them) are figures of speech in which…

  the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.

1.  Where there’s a will, I want to be in it.

2.  The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it’s still on my  list.

3. Since light travels faster than sound, some  people appear bright until you hear them speak.

4. If I agreed with you, we’d both be wrong.

5. We never really grow up; we only learn how to act in public.

6. War does not determine who is right – only who is left..

7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit.  Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

8. They begin the evening news with ‘Good Evening,’ then proceed to tell you why it isn’t.

9. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.

10. Buses stop in bus stations.  Trains stop in train stations.  On my desk is a work station.

11. I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted paychecks.

12.  In filling out an application, where it says, ‘In case  of emergency, notify:’ I put ‘DOCTOR.’

13. I didn’t say it was your fault; I said I was blaming you.

14.  Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.

15. Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind  the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.

16.  A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.

17. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

18. Money can’t buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.

19. There’s a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can’t get  away.

20. I used to be indecisive.  Now I’m not so sure.

21. You’re never too old to learn something stupid.

22. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.

23. Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.

24. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

25.  Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than  standing in a garage makes you a car.

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યુક્ત કરો હે સબાર સંગે, મુક્ત કરો હે બંધ- /રવીન્દ્રનાથ ટાગોર

સંકુલતા , સંવિધાન આદિ સંજ્ઞાઓ વિભાવો ( કન્સેપ્ટસ )

અનિવાર્યપણે કવિ- લેખકની અનુભવસૃષ્ટિ સાથે સંકળાયેલા છે
‘અંતર મમ વિકસિત કરો, અંતરતર હે-
નિર્મલ કરો, ઉજ્જવલ કરો, સુંદર કરો હે.

જાગ્રત કરો, ઉદ્યત કરો, નિર્ભય કરો હે,
મંગલ કરો, નિરલસ નિઃસંશય કરો હે.

યુક્ત કરો હે સબાર સંગે, મુક્ત કરો હે બંધ,
સંચાર કરો સકલ કર્મે શાંત તોમાર છંદ.

ચરણપદ્મે મમ ચિત્ત નિઃસ્પંદિત કરો હે,
નંદિત કરો, નંદિત કરો, નંદિત કરો હે.

– રવીન્દ્રનાથ ટાગોર

રવીન્દ્રનાથની પ્રાર્થનાનો આ અનુવાદ આપણામાંથી મોટાભાગનાએ અનેકવાર સાંભળ્યો હશે.

કવિશ્રી સુરેશ દલાલ આ કવિતાને ભગવદ ગીતા સમકક્ષ મૂકે છે.

પ્રસ્તુત કવિતામાં એક પણ શબ્દ ધ્યાન બહાર રાખી શકાય એવો નથી. એકે-એક શબ્દ પર પૂરતું ધ્યાન આપીને વિચારીએ તો જ આ કવિતા કમળ બનીને ભીતર ખુલે. મને જે પંક્તિ સવિશેષ સ્પર્શી ગઈ એ છે, યુક્ત કરો હે સબાર સંગે, મુક્ત કરો હે બંધ. મને બધાની સાથે જોડો અને મારા બધા બંધનો તોડો… અહીં ‘બધા’ શબ્દ ખૂબ અગત્યનો છે… કવિ ઈશ્વરને પ્રાર્થના કરે છે કે મને સગપણ-લાગણી-સંબંધ અને પૈસા-દરજ્જાની ગણતરી કર્યા વિના સર્વની સાથે સમ્યકભાવે જોડો… હું હું ન રહું, બધામાં ભળી જાઉં.. મારા અને તારા વચ્ચે કોઈ અંતર ન રહે… પણ કવિતાનો ઉત્તમ ભાગ તો બધા બંધનોથી મુક્ત કરોની પ્રાર્થનામાં છે. બધાની સાથે જોડાઈને પણ બધાથી મુક્ત કરો.. આ વિચાર કલાકો સુધી આપણને અટકાવી દે એવો ગહન છે….
વેર લેવું એ માણસજાતનું વ્યસન છે. પ્રેમ પર છેકો મૂકે છે અને વેરના સરવાળા ગણે છે.
આ હૃદય
માત્ર આપણે માટે નહીં
બીજા કોઈને માટે ધબકતું હોય છે.
પ્રેમ કર્યા વિના ચેન પડતું નથી
અને પ્રેમની બેચેનીની
તો કોઈ જુદી જ વાત છે.

માણસે પોતાના કાદવમાંથી બહાર નીકળીને વેણીભાઈ પુરોહિતની બે પંક્તિ યાદ કરવી જોઈએ
ઊંચે નજર કરો, જરા ઊંચે, હજી ઊંચે,
આકાશ છાબ છે અને તારા ગુલાબ છે.

Why we say Namasteસૌજન્ય લયસ્તરો

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વાંકલડી મૂંછારો રે… મણિયાર

આજ રે જોધાણા ગઢને મારગે રે ઘોળી જાઉં‚ ઝીણી રે ઊડે છે રે ગુલાલ ;

મણિયારડો રે જિયો ગોરલજો સાયબો મોરો‚ વાંકલડી મૂંછારો રે મણિયાર…

ઊંચી રે ચડું ને નીચે ઊતરું રે ઘોળી જાઉં‚ જોઉં રે મણિયારા તારી વાટ ;

મણિયારો રે જિયો ગોરલ જો સાયબા રે‚ ભૂંભળિયા નેણાં રો રે મણિયાર…

તારા રે દેશમાં આંબા આંબલી રે ઘોળી જાઉં‚ મારા રે દેશમાં રે દાડમ ધ્રાખ ;

કોઈ રે મૂલવે હીરા મોતીડાં રે ઘોળી જાઉં‚ મેં તો રે મૂલવિયો રે મણિયાર…

મણિયારડો રે જિયો ગોરલજો સાયબો રે કેસરિયા દુપટારો રે મણિયાર…

કંઠોપકંઠ લોકહૈયામાં સચવાતું આવેલું સૌરાષ્ટ્ર પ્રદેશનું આ લોકવાંઙમય કે લોકસાહિત્ય સમૂહનું સર્જન છે. ભલે કોઈ એક સર્જનશીલ વ્યક્તિ દ્વારા એનું બીજારોપણ થયું હોય કે ઘાટ બંધાયો હોય પણ પછી એમાં સમસ્ત લોકસમૂહનું કર્તૃત્વ કામ લાગે છે અને આખા લોકસમૂહ દ્વારા એની રચના થતી આવે છે. એમાં લાઘવ‚ સરળતા‚ ગેયતા‚ સ્વાભાવિકતા અને પ્રકૃતિ સાથેનું તાદાત્મ્ય વગેરે તત્વોની સાથે જીવાતા જીવન સાથેનો સુમેળ સધાયો હોય છે. તમામ માનવ સંવેદનોની સાથે જ પ્રકૃતિના તમામ તત્વો-અગ્નિ‚ આકાશ‚ તેજ‚ વાયુ‚ ધરતી‚ વૃક્ષો‚ સૂર્ય ‚ ચન્દ્ર‚ તારા‚ પશુ પક્ષીઓ‚ ડુંગરો‚ નદીઓ‚ મંદિર-મહોલાતો‚ વાવ‚ કૂવા‚ તળાવ‚ ને પાણીયારા‚ ઝાડી ને જંગલ‚ દરિયો ને નાવડી‚ ઘોડાં ને ઘમસાણ… એમાં વર્ણવાતા આવે છે. સંસાર જીવનનાં સુખઃદુખ આ લોકસમુદાયે પોતાના સાહિત્યમાં ગાયા-કથ્યા છે. પોતાની અંગત ઊર્મિઓ સાર્વજનીન રીતે પ્રવાહિત થઈ જનસમસ્તની ઊર્મિ તરીકે વિશિષ્ટ ભાવ સંવેદનો દર્શાવે છે.

‘ઓરલ ટ્રેડીશનલ લિટરેચર’ (Oral Traditional Literature ) ‚ ‘ફલોટીંગ લિટરેચર’Floting Literature ‚ ‘કંઠસ્થ પરંપરાનું સાહિત્ય’ Oral Literature ‚ ‘દેશજ સાહિત્ય’ Folk Literature ‚ ‘લોકવાંઙમય’‚.. જેવા જુદી જુદી ભાષાઓમાં અને આપણે ત્યાં પણ જાણીતું એવું આ લોકસાહિત્ય સમસ્ત લોકસમુદાયનું પ્રતિબિંબ ઝીલે છે.

એક સંસ્કાર સમૃદ્ધ વારસા તરીકે સૌરાષ્ટ્રના લોકસાહિત્યનું અવગાહન કે અવલોકન કરીએ ત્યારે ખ્યાલ આવે છે કે સાવ સીધા‚ સાદા‚ સરળ શબ્દોમાં વ્યક્ત થયેલા સમસ્ત લોકસમુદાયના મનોભાવોમાં તળપદા સમાજ અને મૂળ‚ આદિમ‚ પ્રાકૃત‚ જીવન સંસ્કારોની ઝાંખી થાય છે. પ્રકારની દ્રષ્ટિએ લોકગીત હોય કે લોકવાર્તા‚ ગીતકથા હોય કે ભવાઈ વેશ‚ કહેવત હોય કે પરંપરિત લોકભજનો… એમાં નરી વાસ્તવિક્તા નિરુપિત થતી આવી છે.

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