PAZZAGE OCT 2021

Majesty
PAZZAGE
TRAVELOGUE
ON KENYA AND
PICTURES
FROM
CAPETOWN
Her
ACCLAIMED
AUTHORS
RAJIV BAKSHI
& RAM GOPAL
VALLATH
A collective of
expressions from
the free world
which believes
that word powers
the world

MAJESTY
HER
Menon
Lakshmi
PYSCHE
Pillai
Anitha
EGO DEFLATED
PILOT'S
Cmdr Hemu Mohan
Wg
DOT
BLACK
M P
Manu
PAINTINGS
Sukumar
Swapna
YOURS
LEGALLY
Anil
Parvathy
OF THE MONTH
SMILE
A
Savithri
NOSTALGIA
Ann
Pratheeksha
ART
PHOTO
Mathew
Enjo
SAND
QUICK
Anna Puthuran
Dr
I'M BACK
HELLO,
Bhakshi
Rajiv
HAPPINESS
Gopal Vallath
Ram
PAINTING
Kaur
Ishnoor
ARTICLE
Sagar
Pari
| Travelogue
KENYA
S Panicker
Shaji
A MIRACLE
MIND
Venugopal
Kriss
OLD SCHOOL
MY
S Bose
Issha
POWER
MIND
V Ramesh
P
MIND
Mohapatra
Rajashree
CINEMA
MY
Joy Joseph
Prof
ARTICLE
Seshadri
Deepa
CLICKS
CAPETOWN
Chandra Bose
Sujil
ARTICLE
Rupesh Laljee
Dr
YOURSELF
REKINDLE
Nithin
Daphene
PAZZAGE
CONTENTS
EDITORIAL
Chandra Bose
Sujil
OF OBVIOUS
ORACLE
Varghese
Rachel
SKETCH
V Sreejith
N
SCRAMBLE
Cdr T K Mittra
Wing
A LIGHTER VEIN
IN
Mohan
Zeba
ARTICLE
George
Suma

Is the Pandemic real or
created to suit the Pharma
companies who are in cohort
with the ruling aparatus of
many nations?
Stories and theories keep emerging from
many parts of the world, that the
pandemic has been created with the
knowledge of powerhouses in the political
spectrum and ably abetted by the
healthcare industry.
If it is true, then someone in every part of
the world has been holding hands to
manufacture and cleverly spread the virus
that has taken over 300,000 lives globally.
When statesmen become businessmen
and when lives become a matter of
transaction for a few, It is time for the civil
society to rise up and raise their voice and
stop sending the same people to rule
them, for they do not just rule, but control
the very populace who support their climb
to power.
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Power to the word and to the common
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corridors of power.
Sujil Chandra Bose
Chief Editor & Publisher.

THEY SAID SO
"The mindset of an entrepreneur
always makes him, bite off a little
more than he can chew, hoping he
will quickly learn how to chew it."
Sunil Kumar
Managing Director
Asset Homes
POWER
THE
“Mind is the best, fastest, and self
upgrading unique software without a
price tag which gets corrupted by
own thoughts.”
OF
MIND
Dr. Sohan Roy
Chairman
Aries Group companies
MIND
"A perfect alignment of
Dil, Dimag & Dum (or)
Passion, Conviction &
Guts."
K C Narendran
Head of Business
Reliance Jio
"If you ask me, the mind is one's
greatest power and weakness - once
you mind your own business there’s
peace."
Dr. Rupesh P L
National Secretary
Indian Prosthodontic Society
"Power of the Mind is what I
am constantly tapping on to
stay alive, its like a never
ending work in progress."
Sunil Kumar
Managing Director
Asset Homes
“Being positive had never been so
negative; but can’t help it coz my
blood group & attitude is B+, & that’s
mind over matter”
Shyam Padman
Lawyer
High Court of Kerala

Her
Majesty
Lakshmi Menon
Innovator
Lakshmi Menon, who is she? A
jet-setting fashion designer,
Innovator, Social activist, or a
socially sensitive human being!.
In a tell-all interview with
Pazzage, Her Majesty of the
month, Lakshmi Menon, opens
up on her life.
"I was born into a privileged environment",
says Lakshmi as she begins her story and
adds, "I would call it an ovarian lottery!".
Daughter of doting parents who taught
her to remain on her toes while being
grounded and to live close to the soil,
Lakshmi comes across as an enigma
exuding a mystic aura one minute and in
another reshapes herself into a giggly
neighborhood girl who is concerned about
the little things around her. What is she in
real? "I am an extremely sensitive person
who has to do something the moment my
eyes lock on something needs, immediate
attention", says Lakshmi.

"I wake up from my inherent laziness and
throw myself into a whirlwind of action", she
adds. The action invariably ends up as a
touching story on the situation that eventually
evolves into a Brand. Yes, it is the story that
sells across and helps me reach out to
sponsors, stakeholders, media, and the
common man who then extends their hand to
help me create a solution. All this comes from
a person who calls herself Lazy! "Yes, being
lazy has its own advantages. I try to work
around things, making shortcuts and easy
routes to ensure that I get where I want". That
is the sign of an innovator who has
crisscrossed the Atlantic several times,
working with global names in fashion, in the
United States.
"I try to create solutions, myself instead of
clamoring for attention and help!" says
Lakshmi as she explains about Toiless, her
new baby. Her recent travel across Kerala
brought her to another discovery and what
followed was another enterprise a perfect
symbol of women empowerment in its
humblest form. "Women cannot travel as
much as they would want to but
unfortunately are bound by several issues that
prevent them from doing so. "The major
concern for women is the lack of good toilets
even on our national highways and I realized
that being a woman when I drove across the
length and breadth of the state." In came the
novel concept of Toiless, a brand that rose out
of a social necessity. Anyone who has an
establishment or a house on a highway or a
prominent area who can provide a neat, dry
toilet facility with the basic facilities stipulated
by Toiless can earn an income! Isn't she doing
what governments ought to be doing? Is this
some kind of a rebellion or a parallel
establishment that she envisages? "I believe
there is equal space in society and I am just
doing what excites me, drives me. "When an
idea thrills me, I immediately start to work,
and thankfully the volunteers, media and
corporates have been very benevolent in their
support to the work that I do."
She doesn't mince words when asked why
she doesn't seem to fit into the quintessential
womanhood concepts of being a daughter,
wife, mother, etc. "Motherhood has been a
deeply ingrained emotion within me right
from my early teens. I used to look after the
babies in our neighborhood after school,
helping their mothers with a brief relief. Today
I am a mother to hundreds of children and
hence I do not miss being a biological mother
myself." Is there something beyond all this
that prevents her from motherhood? "Yes, I
am scared to bring a child into this world out
of sheer fear!", she said. "The way our society
treats children, I do not want to bring in
another being to this world to suffer the
abuses, the pain, and the impact that entails."
From the Ammoommathiri, she developed as
her foray into innovation, she has today
reached a long way. The Chekkutty that she
identified and reinvented to make the loom
industry in North Parur has struck a chord
with a global audience. The cloth dolls that
she helped create with otherwise unusable
materials spoilt by surging floods, made
international headlines. The damaged fabrics
were recycled into adorable handmade dolls
named Chekkutty to raise funds to support
the weavers who won her national and
international acclaim including an audience
with Amitab Bachchan who himself became
an ardent fan and supporter of her work.
Lakshmi
Menon
Innovator
Her
Majesty
She’s also known for “Pen with love” the
plantable pens made of paper with seeds that
grow into a tree once disposed of. The
initiative gives employment to more than 30
rural women, who have the flexibility to make
pens.
What drives her to all this? "It is my way of
giving back to what I have received from my
childhood, from my parents to the people
around me", sums up Lakshmi
Lakshmi has been honored as Earth Day
Network Star in October 2018 by Earth Day
Network Global, an Apex organization with.
50,000 affiliate groups across 195 countries for
contributions made in the areas of
environment & ecology with special mention
to seed pen. She has also been selected to the
governing council of the National Innovation
Foundation in 2018.
She represents women and womanhood in
more ways than many women. She is more
woman per woman and hence Her Majesty
this month for us.

When the insurance company continued to
pester him, in order to shake them off, he
quoted an exorbitant figure, almost eight
times the normal. To Gopi’s surprise, the
Insurance company accepted his terms.
Cairn was requested to spare the helicopter
for a day, placing a small chopper for
contingencies. I was asked to take the Bell
212 single pilot to Bhubaneswar and wait. A
copilot coming from Bangalore by civil air
would join- takeoff directly to the ship, land
on the moving deck, pick up the patient and
land at Calcutta.
The patient was transferred to a waiting
ambulance and the mission was
accomplished. A huge sum in Deccan’s
pocket!
WING CMDR HEMU MOHAN
deflated ego
After flying with MHS (Malaysian
Helicopters) for over
A
four
Pilot's
years, I
returned to India and joined Deccan
Aviation. Capt. Gopinath, the founder
and MD of Deccan, an ex-Army Captain
(not a pilot) was a businessman par
excellence. One day, he received
ego
a
deflated
call
from an Insurance company,
requesting for medical evacuation of
an injured crew member, from a ship in
Bay of Bengal heading towards
Calcutta. Capt. Gopi, knowing that he
neither had a helicopter nor pilots
qualified to undertake such a task
(other than the one engaged in
offshore operations with Cairn energy
at Yanam off the coast of Rajamundry),
expressed his inability.
We went to the ATC, filed return clearance,
attended met. briefing (overcast sky with
thundershowers was the forecast) and
started the helicopter. At the lineup point
came the bad news -Airfield rated, visual
flying not permitted, return to dispersal and
switch off. It was imperative that I returned
the same day lest Cairn take a huge chunk of
what we earned, by applying penalty clause. I
requested the tower to change my plan to
IFR (flying solely by reference to Instrument),
from VFR (visual flying). Tower asked if I was
rated as well as the helicopter. I answered
both in the affirmative and was allowed to
takeoff. I punched in the coordinates of the
exit point as given in the jepperson chart.
After takeoff, I was given a radial and height
to maintain and report over Lagos. I was
flummoxed by this instruction. The only
Lagos I know is in Nigeria. Handed control to
copilot and started searching for Lagos on
the map but couldn’t find it. When I told the
tower that the exit point according to the
chart was somewhere else, the tower
shouted back saying “Don’t you read notams
(notices to airmen); it was changed a
fortnight ago”. I sheepishly requested for the
coordinates of Lagos. Even as I was taking
down the coordinates, Calcutta radar told us
that we were 20 degrees off track and asked
us to get back to the given radial ASAP. My
copilot looked at me blankly. I told him to
regain the radial (the direction from Calcutta)
and maintain. We were totally in the cloud
with a disoriented copilot, who looked at me
as if I was speaking some alien language. I
had to take back control, regain radial, punch
in coordinates of Lagos and get there all by
myself. By then, the radar took pity on us and
guided us to Lagos. On reaching Lagos, the
radar asked us to resume normal navigation
and wished us good day. Was I relieved? The
whole lot of international and domestic
flights were listening to the pathetic plight of
a chopper in bad weather. Without any more
trouble we got back to Yana, in time to avoid
the penalty clause.
I learned a few lessons from that episode.
Firstly, I failed to notice that the chart kept in
the navigation bag of the helicopter was
outdated. Secondly, I should have got the
navigational briefing when I went to the
tower, knowing that the weather was
deteriorating. Thirdly, I took it for granted
that my co- pilot, an ex-Navy Sea-king pilot
with vast experience, would know the
rudiments of instrument flying. He didn’t. I
was culpable on all three counts. In aviation,
nothing should be taken for granted. My
professional ego took a huge hit, but it made
me a humbler person. That was a positive
takeaway.

Art by Swapna Sukumar

WING CMDR T K MITTRA
Scramble
Once, we were ordered to
scramble from Kumbhi
(Kumbhigram) and take off
at night. I was on
Detachment in Kumbhi and
it was a normal day, though
the war clouds were
hanging low and the East
Pakistan border
Scramble
was
simmering. We had also
been doing some refugee
and casualty evacuations
from the month of May 71.

On the 1st of December, we got back as
usual, after the last aircraft returned from a
Drop Sortie, straight to the Volleyball court in
front of our billet to have a game. The usual
routine of a bath in half a bucket of water
followed, after which we were getting set to
go to our Mandir (Bar) to have a couple when
our Station Commander Gp Capt Latta came
in his car and informed us that the Dett has
to pack up and return to Base. The
instruction didn't sink in immediately, till we
were told that the transport will be coming
in an hour and we need not go for the flight
clearance as it will be done.
We were back in our flying overalls and a
sense of war was palpable. We were told to
operate with the same crew and aircraft as
we did for our last detail of flight that
afternoon. It was around 2000hrs that we
were in the cockpit. The five aircraft in
the dispersal taxied out, with the aircraft
closest to the runway going first. Never
before had any aircraft taken off and crossed
Haflong Hill at this hour. The choppers there
did some practice night flying, so a few
goose lamps were put at the turnings and at
runway edges. & Groupy, Latta had
positioned himself at the end of the runway
in his car, and his steady headlights after
three flickers were the clearance for Takeoff.
Yes, we were maintaining R/T silence.
Instruction was to climb overhead to 6000ft
and set a course for Jorhat. The takeoffs were
every five minutes. The sight inside the
aircraft was something no one will forget and
would believe. Our aircraft used to have
a cable running from the front to the Elsan
compartment (yes, that was what the loo
was known as) and was used for Paradrops.
Now it was used for hanging wet
underclothes, which some of us used
to wash during our evening bath. Most of
them were of our Technical Men. So far so
good, on contact with Jorhat, I was told that
there was no parking bay for our Kumbhi
dett aircraft and we were to proceed to
Chabua. I was very dookhi, as I was on the list
of crew scheduled to go for Ops if required
and didn't want to lose that chance which
would be a lifetime experience.
We were received at Chabua by Sqn Ldr
Sahay Oi/c Flying (whom I met later at Air
India). The first question I asked was, "Sir,
hope the Bar would be open?", to which we
got a positive reply. He joined us for a drink
later. The next day our Dett aircraft were
asked to come back to Base. Excitement and
apprehension started building up as to
whether we will participate in the Historic
Drop, for which we were trained and ready.

Legally
Thousands of UAE residents have already received their
prestigious long-term residency visas. The introduction of
the long-term 10-year visa provides stability and allows
expatriates to live, work, conduct business and study in
the UAE without requiring a local sponsor.
What is a Golden Visa?
In 2019, the UAE introduced a new system for long-term
residence visas called Golden Visa’s. The new visa
classification enables foreigners to live, work and study in
the UAE without the need of a national sponsor and with
100 per cent ownership of their business on the UAE’s
mainland. These visas will be issued for 5 or 10 years and
will be renewed automatically.
What does the Golden Visa offer?
GOLDEN VISA IN UAE
Yours
Yours
The Golden Visa system essentially offers long-term
residency (5 and 10 years) to people belonging to the
following groups: investors, entrepreneurs, individuals
with outstanding talents the likes of researchers, medical
professionals and those within the scientific and
knowledge fields, and remarkable students.
The main benefit of the visa will be security as through
the issuance of the Golden Visa, the UAE government has
made it clear that they are committed to providing
expatriates, investors and essentially everyone looking to
make the UAE their home an extra reason to feel secure
about their future.
Who is eligible to apply?
10-year visa eligibility requirements for investors
• A deposit of at least AED (United Arab Emirates
Dirham) 10 million worth of public investment, either in
the form of an investment fund or a company
• 60% of the total investment must not be in the form of
real estate.
• The invested amount must not be loaned, or in the case
of assets, investors must assume full ownership.
• The investor must be able to retain the investment for a
minimum of three years.
• This 10-year long visa may be extended to include
business partners, providing that each partner
contributes AED 10 million. The long-term visa can also
include the holder’s spouse and children and one
executive director and one advisor. This visa may also be
renewed.
For individuals with specialised talents
The category includes doctors, researchers, scientists,
investors and artists. These individuals may be granted a
10-year visa following accreditations granted by their
respective departments and fields. The visa also extends
to their spouses and children.
How to Apply for a UAE Golden Visa?
Step1. Start by applying for a nomination. Your
application will be reviewed by an authorized
government official within 30 days before receiving an
email notification.
Step 2. Once your nomination is approved, you will be
emailed a link through which you will have to upload the
required documents for the visa.
Step 3. Your application will be verified by the Federal
Authority for Identity and Citizenship. Eventually you will
be issued the Golden visa.
parvathy@elbsuae.com

Smile of
the month

Nostalgia
Survival
PRATHEESHA
ANN VARGHESE
and Hope
This pandemic has brought in a lot of negativity
and pessimism. We are fearful when we go out and
cautious when we come in. We are apprehensive
about almost everything. Social distancing has
become the order of the day. Endless handwashing
and sanitizing are becoming too monotonous.
Economic depression has set in. Many lost their
jobs. No parties, visits to cinemas or restaurants, no
outdoor exercise or work-out. It is as though,
whatever that was desirable and made life worth
living, can make the difference between life and
death now. Oh! It appears as though these days are
going to last forever.
But, even when dark clouds loom over, patterns in
nature inspire hope. After every storm comes
blissful calm. Nature gives us seasons without end.
Between mountains lie beautiful valleys. A
downward descent is followed by an upward
ascent, sooner or later. Will the ever- rolling tides
bother about the clams and oysters washed
ashore? Like-wise mankind must and will move on,
carrying with them the pearls that they found in
the oysters on the way. These pearls are nothing
but the priceless lessons from past mistakes that
make us wise and prepared for our onward journey.
The empty seashells left ashore will wither in time
and will be blown away by the wind. Such is history!
We can go on for weeks without friends and family or
days without food or hours without water, but for
how long can we go on without hope? We cannot, not
in these times, neither before nor after. Hope
combined with will, works magic; Tomorrow will shine
on the hopeful and willful, with promise of joys yet to
be. Stay Strong!

Photo art by Enjo Mathew

Quick
DR ANNA V PUTHURAN
Sand
Have you ever been in a relationship
with a Narcissistic person- that
handsome rogue that swept you of
your feet and fulfilled a few hundred
romantic clichés in record time? Like a
whirlwind out of nowhere and before
you had the time to catch your breath
or even have one single rational
thought in your head, the person is
now officially your ‘everything’. It’s all
sunshine and kittens until one day you
see a side to them that you wish you
had not, a blazing red flag that you
firmly tuck away into a back drawer of
your otherwise brilliant mind, the
Empath in you, blaming yourself for
being too sensitive.
Now, you begin to see that not so
pleasant side to him from time to time- a
snide remark here, a mind-messing lie
there, thrown in with some rather
obnoxious gas-lighting, here-a- peck,
there-a-peck, everywhere a peck, peck
until your brain poor- ol’ Mac Donald- can
take it no more. Incessant cycles of
idealisation, devaluation and discard take
their toll on you and the back drawer is
now full of neatly folded red flags.
You know, somewhere in that beautiful head of
yours, this relationship is akin to a narcotic addiction,
you know it’s bad for you, but the exit options look
bleak. You are now officially bonded in your trauma,
to your abusive knight/ lady in their not-so-shining
armour. The former fun-loving soul that you were,
slowly starts to become a shadow of your previously
glorious self; it’s always as though the sky is overcast.
The cognitive dissonance is maddening; you
exchange your absolutely sane perception of reality
for their warped versions of it. ‘It’s all your fault!’ your
mind tells you and your partner holds you in their
arms and softly whispers into your ear- ‘it’s all your
fault, but I love you so much that I’ll stay. Ah, the
sacrifice!
‘Break away’, screams your mind.
‘Leave!’ yells the remnants of your sanity.
Listen to your instinct, your gut feeling. It’s an
evolutionary gift. One day you will find the strength
to leave, to walk away, and to heal. To do all the
things they told you that you couldn’t possibly do.
It’s not a cakewalk, because a Narc’s love is like
quicksand, you disappear a little by little until it
swallows you up, kind heart et al.
Reach out to some of the people they isolated you
from, seek help, you are not alone. You are light, you
are truth, my dear beloved Empath, and you are a
warrior. Your poor heart hurts because you are as real
it gets.
It will soon be time to love again, or not to love again.
Healing from a toxic relationship brings in its wake
tremendous growth, the power of the human mind
to take numerous beatings and to still emerge
revived, reborn, and reinforced is nothing short of
miraculous.

Rajiv Bakshi is a retired
Banker . He is the Author of
two books : Journey from
Guwahati to Machhiwara
and Sugandha. He writes for
Tribune, Hindustan Times ,
Deccan Herald newspapers
and Womens Era magazine.

RamG as he is known, has
a story so unique and
inspiring that takes us
through his awesome life
from a CEO to a Best
Selling Author to an
inspiring Speaker

Each of us is made differently. Our genetics,
our upbringing, and our experiences are
different and hence we all react differently to
setbacks. This is natural and if one’s genetics
and early experiences make one more
positive, one is lucky. But there are certain
mental adjustments, actions, and practices
that can help anyone bounce back faster
from downturns. And it is these adjustments,
actions, and practices that helped me
continue to grow in happiness even during
those toughest of times and to reinvent my
life as a bestselling author and a muchsought-after
keynote speaker.
Surprisingly, I am the happiest person
I have ever met in my life. Surprisingly,
because an incurable autoimmune
disorder stole all my big dreams from
me. At 34, I was on top of the world.
BTech from IIT, MBA from XLRI, a
fantastic career that saw me
becoming the youngest COO in the
Indian telecom industry. My dream
was to become the global CEO of a
Fortune 500 company by the time I
was 45.
The disorder, undiagnosed at that time,
started at 34 as a slight tremor in my hands
and a slight loss of balance, progressively
kept getting worse. By the age of 41, I was
completely paralyzed and most of the fine
motor muscles in my hands and feet had
wasted away and so had some of the larger
muscles in my arms and legs. That was when
the diagnosis happened, and I was put on
medication. Medication that barely worked
and had huge side effects. I put on over 16
kilos, my bone density started reducing and I
had to undergo cataract surgery. In spite of
all the medication, I would trip and fall and
even mundane tasks such as buttoning up
my shirt were a nightmare. Worst, when the
annual medical bills were Rs.20 lacs, I was
also sacked from my job. You might think I
was crushed, depressed, pessimistic. Nope.
Because happiness is a state of mind.
Believe that the Buck Stops with You
While all the doctors that I met told me that
my current medications were the only
options, I never stopped looking for
alternative solutions. Finally, I found a doctor
in the US who was treating patients with my
condition with an experimental procedure. I
spent time and effort understanding the
procedure and then I had to even convince
my Indian doctor that this was a good option.
I believed that I have very little control over
circumstances, but I have complete control
over how I can react to these circumstances.
The treatment helped me hugely. All because
I took total ownership of my own life.
Accept that Life isn’t Fair
Many people, confronted with setbacks, start
cursing their fate. But, if you accept the fact
that life isn’t fair to start with, instead of
wasting energy on “Why did this happen to
me”, you will accept what has happened. This
acceptance is essential if one has to look for
solutions instead of focusing on the problem.
Add Value to Others
The more we reach out and help others, the
more self-worth we get, and the happier we
get. I believe changing my own focus from
‘how I can add maximum value to myself’ to
‘how I can add maximum value to the world’
was the single biggest factor for my
happiness. Ultimately, we all have just one
life. The choice is ours — should we focus on
maximising our pleasure or focus on
maximising happiness for ourselves by
focusing on adding value to others.

Art by Ishnoor Kaur

Overcome your
negative
thoughts and
emotions
PARI SAGAR
Do you believe that it is easy to overcome your negative mindset? It is your environment,
the people around you, and your experiences that determine what you can achieve in life.
It is your willpower that will help to beat the odds against you, mentally and in day-to-day
situations. By retraining the way you think, you will have the ability to view situations from
new perspectives.
While facilitating my clients, interacting, and learning about them, I always ask them this one question:
“If you get a chance to change one thing in your life what could it be?” When I ask that, irrespective of age,
financial status, ethnicity, religion, gender, each one of them presents their case. Most people reply with,” I am
not happy in the relationship, I am not happy with my daily life, my boss is rude or I am not able to
concentrate”.
In the end, they say, “I want happiness, love, and peace.”
Energy healing is the buzzword of the day. There are many energy-healing modalities that you can turn to
these days, such as Reiki, Theta Healing, etc. So, what are these and how can they help you? Are they
substitutes for medicines? Can you use them along with medication? Well, this article addresses those
queries.
Everything in this world is energy. We are interconnected to different aspects of the same universe. “As you go
about your day, your energy field is constantly reflecting, absorbing, projecting, and even deflecting the
energy of everything around you.” Any change that does not synchronize with your energies creates an
imbalance that, if left unaddressed, could lead to various issues such as depression, fatigue, physical ailments,
relationship woes, etc.
Through energy healing techniques, you can address the roots of the energy discrepancies. As you treat them,
you will be allowed to make a conscious shift in your life so that you have better clarity in making the right
options in the future. While these techniques are never substituted for medication, you can include them in
your life to enhance the healing process.
So, how does a healing session help in this situation?
·Make peace with your past, so the past does not disturb you!
·What others think of you is none of your business
·No one is in charge of your happiness except you
·Don’t compare yourself with others
·Stop thinking too much. It’s all right not to know the answers. They will come to you when you least expect it
·Smile! You don’t own all the problems in the world
·Start living in the present
·Manifest new energy
·Witness your desire
Healing is not a one-time process. It is like removing the layers of an onion. Some of the layers will not be
pleasant, yet they will have something to offer you. I offer a variety of techniques that empower you to
overcome challenging situations in order to live a happy and contented life by sharing my knowledge of selfhealing
through art and energy healing.

A wise man once said, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”. I didn’t fathom the
profundity of the ‘kahavat’ until I married a Mallu and tried to navigate to his heart without GPS or
a pole star to guide. My Jesus & Mary school, at gole dak khana and a B Ed thereafter, were found
to be grossly inadequate to handle the innumerable, tongue-twister Mallu gastronomical
delicacies. Until then, the only time I had eaten fish was at kake di hatti, a pomfret heavily coated
with gram flour and deep-fried. Only when I landed up in Malluland did I know that there are so
many types of fish.
Mallus’ unending appetite for a variety of dishes is mind-boggling. If it is karimeen (pearl-spot)
mappas one day, it would be fish molee the next day, pollichath followed by roast fish. Then, there
is mustard fish and dahi maach, both imported and adopted from Bengal. Chicken and mutton
dishes- besides the local varieties, mughalai and awadhi ones are equally sought after. I am not
going to venture into the list of vegetarian dishes, at this juncture.
Till I landed here, breakfast meant and bread or parathas. Besides idli and dosa which have an
international appeal, appam & stew is another mallu specialty. Upma vada and puttu are common
too. A clever man that he is, he gave me a well-equipped, spacious kitchen and complete freedom
to experiment. I self-taught baking numerous dishes and he was a willing guinea pig. It was a
painstaking journey to include all the above and more in my repertoire from where I began. It was
a gargantuan task. Just when I thought I’ve arrived, my Mallu will shift his goal post to schezwan,
Manchurian or such provinces of China, from there to Italy for pizza & pasta and finally to Istanbul
for Turkish dishes. I took on the challenge head-on and eventually my Mallu had to surrender. In
Malayalam “valu vech keezhadangi”.
Now, the way to his heart is by heart that even blindfolded on an amavasi night, I shall get there
without a GPS or pole star.
PS: Five-star hoteliers, don’t try calling me. My Mallu is a very possessive guy.

Revisiting Kenya was always on my bucket list.
On my first trip to Kenya, in 2012, I could not
capture many wonderful moments of the wild as
I was getting familiar with the different
shooting techniques. I realized then that to be a
wildlife photographer, one has to be ready
every moment. I also learned that patience was
key for the finest photographic moments.
From Big Five to the Special Five In June 2019, I
set out to Kenya with a few friends from Doha,
Qatar.
From Nairobi, it was quite a long and bumpy
drive to Samburu. The effort though was worth
every moment we spend in Samburu. While
Masaimara boasted of the Big Five, Samburu
had the Special Five which are the Besisa Oryx,
Reticulated Giraffe, Grevy's Zebra, Gerenuk
Antelope and Somali Ostrich.
We were fortunate enough to see and capture
all these rare breed animals during our threeday
stay in Samburu. We also had the advantage
of getting to capture some lovely shots of
elephants and a few beautiful birds as well.
From Samburu to Masaimara was an equally
long and tiring drive. However, we managed to
take a break in Naivasha for just a night and as
luck could have it, we got to view the
spectacular flock of flamingos, goliath storks,
the fish eagle, pied kingfisher and plenty of
cormorants.
We reached Masaimara in the afternoon and
after a short rest set out in search of the Big
Five. I wanted to see the rhino and leopard
which I had missed sighting during my previous
trip to Kenya. The local Masai guides who had
extensive knowledge of the region played an
important role in helping me realize my dream
of seeing the big five and capturing them
with clarity to gratify the eager and avid
photographer in me.
The first day started off with the sighting of a
couple of male lions who were resting after a
sumptuous meal. Cheetahs, elephants, and cape
buffaloes were easily sighted and so were
some raptors and a few other birds.
The Pride of the Moment
The second day started off with sightings of
hyenas, black-backed jackals, and vultures
feeding on a kill. As we moved on, we saw a
lioness and her cubs. A quick diversion and I
experienced one of the best wildlife moments of
my life. The newborn of the Enkoyonai
pride was being introduced to the pride. It was
like watching a movie right in the middle of
the wilderness. The pictures that I shot of that
moment speak much more than any words I
can pen to describe my emotions.
Later that afternoon we spotted a leopard in the
bushes. I couldn’t get good shots as it was
hidden behind the bushes. As I was twisting and
bending trying to get an angle to shoot, my
guide exclaimed, "We have to move quickly, Sir!
There is something you would love to see.”
He was moving full throttle and I knew it would
be something really exciting. As he took a
turn, I spotted the prize attraction, a Rhino!

How lucky I was, I thought as I captured this
great being on my camera. I thought to myself
that it was a pity that we humans are the only
threat this beautiful and majestic Rhino has
to face.
The Moments that make it all Worthwhile
As we moved further, the leopard was the only
one left among the big five that I had not yet
captured. It also started raining by then. We
could see a big group of vans stationed near
some heavy bushes. We rushed to the spot. A
leopard and a cub were behind these bushes,
someone said. We waited patiently for over
three hours and then our guide, James steered
the van right to the edge of the bushes and
there, so close in the clear land ahead, we could
see the leopard and the cub.
My camera went berserk, clicking as many
pictures as I could manage for almost 45
minutes, capturing every emotion shared
between the mother and the cub. Those
moments will be etched deeply in my memory
and my camera bore witness to this special
bonding of the mother and the cub.
The next day presented us with one of the best
mating moments of the King and Queen of
the jungle I have ever seen on top of the rocks.
We spend around four hours watching them
in awe as they enacted out the best expressions
of ecstasy, especially for us, or so it
seemed.
The final day was the day of the cheetahs. We
followed a pride for almost a whole day
witnessing three hunts. Most were failed
attempts. I felt happy for the impalas that
escaped but, at the same time I was equally
grieved that I missed a great hunting shot.
However, my photographic luck won over, as at
last the cheetahs managed to bring down a wild
beast quite late in the evening.
The Mara Sunset On our way back to camp each
day, we witnessed spectacular sunsets. No other
sunset compares to the mara sunset .
As the sky lit up like a burning flame, a lone
Giraffe along the horizon. As she walked
right in front of the setting sun , I felt my heart
well up with emotions and I got the
perfect shot. This was the most beautiful
moment I had ever experienced in my life.
A wonderful week of being close to nature, a
week that made us one with nature like
never before.
We left Kenya with memories and images of the
wild that will remain
with us for ever.

I lay on my bed, trying to think of something
positive.
The day I’d changed schools, I decided not to
tell my best (and normal) friends. Finally, on
July 9th, I mustered up the courage to do
something which, to me, was very stupid. In our
school friends’ WhatsApp group, I posted a
message saying that I’m leaving the school. The
person I was most nervous to tell was my best
friend, Samyuktha. I tried but failed. Then,
finally, she found out. She saw the message in
the group. Normally, you’d think that she
savagely replied “Ha! Good for you!” but I’m
telling you, she is not normal, which is why
we’re best friends. We talked for about two
hours, reminiscing about the old memories we
had during fifth grade. The petty fights, the
drawing-random-stuff sessions we’d have in the
library, fighting over boys, playing dress-up as
our favorite characters… well, it was sad
thinking that I won’t be there to do those with
them anymore.
That day, I spent my entire night crying. You’d
think I moved on, and believe me, I did. But
then a few days ago, when September was
starting, I cleaned my table and shelf. I took one
of my old notebooks and kept it on the shelf in
our hall, but while I did that, one of my class
group photos fell out of the shelf. I picked it up
and opened it. I gasped. It was a photo—one
that my class had back in 3rd year, 2017, the
year I joined my old school. I took out the
following year’s photo and seriously, I never
imagined I’d be so emotional. I wept over a
four-year-old photo.
I moved on again. I started studying for my
exams. Then this talk about fees came into our
house. My mum mentioned that it’d been
reduced since no buses were running, and that
reminded me of the bus I used to be in when I
was still in my old school; bus S. Every day
around 7:30, there’d be an ear-drum-breaking
horn around the corner of Thrikkakara temple,
and I’d run for it. I’d slip into the seat next to my
bus buddy, Badhra. And then I remembered
that I wasn’t in that school anymore. By June 1st
of 2022, I’d be sitting in a new bus. Walking
along new corridors. Rushing to the library and
remembering Samyuktha’s not there in it.
Sitting in class, surrounded by an unfamiliar
atmosphere. Thinking of that, you’d think I
smiled. But I was way too new to the school.
The change happened too quickly.
My classmates helped me feel at home in 7B.
On my birthday on August 10th, Anvitha (my
best, best, best friend), told my computer
science teacher, Tinu ma’am, that it was my
birthday. My entire class wished me that day.
Samyuktha wished me. Anvitha wished me.
That day, I knew it. I never felt so happy.
I adjusted. My teachers helped me understand
the concepts. I wasn’t unhappy. My new school
is the best, but I’ll never forget the memories
I’ve made in the old school, and I’m not
stopping from embracing the memories I’m
about to make in my new school.

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The word Power is so powerful where
every human in this world one way or
other, wants to be in at least to taste this
venom or honey.
When they taste honey, need more to
taste and if venom, want to spit out.
Talking about the power of mind or vice
versa, we always need different moments
of happiness, love, and memorable
moments to stay in for a long time.
Negative thoughts in our mind lead to
memory which hinders your happiness,
spoils your health, and never allows your
inner soul to be at peace. Our mind is like a
clean, milky whiteboard when we are born,
we add different colors of green, yellow,
red, black like the traffic lights at the
signals.
Our mind feels peace when we travel in
green and danger when we start in red.
Power of mind is our inner self, our own
making, our own doing, not our karma. It is
an interesting phenomenon that when we
are not happy, we assume it is Karma. Our
failures are not karma or fate. It is our own
making using the power of the mind. Let us
always feel the power of the mind, always
be happy and strong, and not get blown
away by a strong gust of negative
thoughts.
Be positive, be conscious and make use of
the Power of the mind.

My
PROF JOY JOSEPH
Cinema
This 1971 American action-thriller (Originally a Television Series) is the full-length directorial debut of
Steven Spielberg at the age of 24. It was written by Richard Matheson based on his own short story
and produced by Universal Pictures.
I was still in school when this movie was released in India and was fortunate to watch it with my friend
(late) Santhosh Austin, after a 35-kilometer bicycle ride from my paternal home to the Sridar Movie
House. It was the last show of this thriller.
This was my first experience of an entirely different kind of action-thriller by anyone in the tinsel world.
The plot is based on the arrogance and road rage of truckers with inflated egos in the USA who drive
massive vehicles and look upon smaller vehicles as creatures of lower strata. David Mann (Dennis
Weaver) the protagonist (mostly the only one), is a middle-aged salesman from California who is
driving his car on his way to meet a prospective customer. He soon finds himself being hunted and
terrorized by the mostly unseen driver of a massive, rusted truck after he overtakes the truck in the
Mojave Desert. Mann drives into a gas station and the truck driver parks next to him. He calls his wife
from the phone booth. The gas station attendant tells him that he needs the replacement of the
radiator hose of his car, but he ignores it. That is one of the two rare terra-firma scenes in this movie.
The rest of it is an on-road duel between the truck and the car. The truck tailgates Mann’s car at great
speed. Mann swerves the car and hits a fence across from a Highway Diner. Mann then enters the
diner and sees that the truck is also parked there. He studies the customers and confronts one whom
he thinks is the truck driver. The offended truck driver beats up Mann and leaves in a different truck.
In the end, the truck and the car are both back on the road and Mann drives up a dirt road with the
truck following him. He then turns to face the truck in front of a canyon, locks the accelerator with his
briefcase, drives his car against the truck, and jumps off at the last moment.
The truck hits the car, which bursts into flames, obscuring the truck driver’s view. The truck plunges
over the cliff, along with the car. Above the wreckage, on the cliff edge, Mann celebrates. He then sits
on the edge of the cliff and throws stones into the canyon as the sun begins to set.
This movie was a great experience. I have to admit that the editorial skills of Frank Moriss have played
a great role in making one sit on the edge of one’s seat, throughout the movie. The sheer speed at
which the movie goes right from the first few frames till the end and holding your breath till the end
was pure excitement. I would recommend this movie for those who would like loads of adrenalin rush.

Homage
Sri K M Roy
Sketch by N V Sreejith

Long ago and seriously long ago, when I was in my fifth standard, I was in Jabalpur, Madhya Pradesh. According to
the 'then' rules, in Madhya Pradesh, standard five children needed to write board exams. So here I was, sitting
impatiently after my pre-boards, in the month of February. It was a daily routine - get up, brush, go to the balcony
and sit and read the newspaper. What happened in the meantime, was Amma making milk and bringing it to the
balcony for “her Highness”.
The Army jawans who were sent home to help Appa, cleaned and made my bed as well and as usual, they would
say:
' beta, teek Kar diya, ab app ja sakthe ho!' Appa would march from the other room bellowing.
'Deepa, this is your bed, you make it, 'NOT THEM!' 'But Appa I never asked them to do it'
This is how my day would start. (Usually). So here I was, with a clean room, clean table, pencils sharpened and all
books piled and kept systematically. I don't remember doing any of it though! All I had to do was study!!! Pretty
straightforward, right?
Another thing I need to mention here is, music was a big "no no " in my house. We had a small transistor, which was
the only mode of getting news from all over for us. Once in a while, I accidentally tuned into Vividh Bharathi. Now,
this was one station which played Hindi music. I had to play it softly because, if my dad heard the music I would be '
hanged till death'!!!!
So, on one such day, I heard Kishore kumar's song from the movie Aasha namely Eena meena dheega. Now, I loved
the song, though I had heard it just once and had ’by-hearted' it as I heard it. Unfortunately, I was not sure of the last
line in the second stanza. To be sure, I had to listen to the song again. Now, let me remind you that in those days
having a radio was a luxury. Now I wanted to listen to a song that was probably released in the late 50's. This was in
the 80's, by the way. Besides, radios are for news (so I was told very, very clearly), BBC to be exact.
So, here I was wanting to listen to Vividh Bharathi (again). There was no assurance that the same song would be
played, even then just the thought of the unknown kept a nerd like me on her toes. I got the radio for myself a week
later and fortunately for me, the same song was played. I wrote the song down in my secret diary. I used to love the
song just because it was a good tongue twister.
In fact, I remember one of my dad's friends had come home and he said, "beta sing a song" and I proudly sang 'Eena
meena deega'. When I had finished singing that classic, that uncle (my dad's friend) mused:
' You really like tongue twisters, don’t you?' He looked at my dad and said, ' I wonder why they make such ridiculous
songs!' I was aghast!! 'Ridiculous song???!!!'
Ridiculous or not, I loved the song so I remember it to this day. Now fast-forward to thirty-odd years. I am now a
teacher in one of the reputed schools. One day, I had a substitution in one of the classes. When I went there, the
students were all trying to read a word that the teacher before me had written on the board. The word was
'supercalifragilisticexpialidocious ' I made it a game where everyone got a chance to pronounce it. Many did, and
many did not.
Ultimately, like a wise owl, I picked those who had pronounced it correctly. To this, a boy (who had not got the
pronunciation correct) remarked, ' You really like tongue twisters, don't you?' My memory went back instantly to
the uncle who thought that my song was ridiculous. He left the mortal world a few weeks after our meeting.
That boy continued, ' what a ridiculous word!! I can't believe I spent a whole period trying to pronounce it!!'
I thought, “RIDICULOUS!!!???GOD, I hate that word!!”
Anyway, I think the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is simply supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!!

It is only when you sit to write on a topic that has been randomly put into your mind, do you realise
that suddenly, there is this weird sense of ... emptiness of mind. Till a few moments back, when I was
freewheeling my mind on the thought of writing something on the power of mind, I was feeling
pretty powerful and happy, as there was this avalanche of thoughts that had come gushing into my
mind. Well, the word avalanche might be too farfetched, the thoughts were trickling in, but then,
even the largest avalanche is triggered by small things. In fact, I was feeling like a God of small
things in my mind with respect to the Power of my Mind.

But, trying to put ink to paper or like how you say nowadays... putting fingers on the keyboard? ... everything went
downhill and blank. How do I compare that blankness?... that one day in the pre-degree college when u go
preparing for your favorite physics exam well ... and the invigilator hands you the Chemistry question paper!! Blank.
Or the time when you are on a date with your new girlfriend and as you are about to convincingly complete the
sentence, ‘Darling, you are my first and only love’, when suddenly, you see that proverbial letter in the English
alphabet that comes before Y, takes a human form and appears before you and gives you that hyena’s smile, that
makes your mind go.. Blank!! Yes, Blank. the all-powerful mind ... gone blank and helpless. Those are the times when
you wish everything was as easy as getting fat. There are many such instances, where you need the power of your
mind to CYA (cover your behind), though the mind-matter is actually positioned way up in the north pole.
Why is there a blackout when u need that power boost?... pretty much like the local electricity boards deciding its
happy birthday and blows off the candles, just when your favorite team is having a ball during the IPL “power play”,
or as a dentist, yes I am, when you are about to poke the needle in for anesthesia, imagine there’s a power surge
and a blackout and where that needle could travel and take a holiday in the patient’s mouth, numb with
embarrassment, the story will be. But then, you thank your stars that you have those devices called the inverters or
the UPS which save you the blushes and give you that feeling of being in paradise, with their ability to give you
uninterrupted power, not in your mind but at least in your homes!! But then as the saying goes, all jokes about
power outrage are just DARK HUMOUR. There are so many power outages and blackouts lately and no one seems
to shed light on the matter.
The other morning, we had a power blackout at my home. My laptop, TV, DVD, iPad, and my play station, and the
music system, all were shut down. Then I found that my iPhone battery was flat and to top it off, it was raining cats
and dogs, so I couldn't go for a walk either. I went into the kitchen to toast a piece of bread and then I realized that
this also needs power, so I talked with my wife for a few hours. She seems to be a very nice person!!!
Jokes apart, harnessing the power of the mind should be pretty much the same thing these dutiful objects, the
inverters, do for our homes. A part of your grey matter should be trained to be your backup. It is that power reserve
in your brain that will probably come to your rescue when all seems lost, your grey matter went all black n blank.
But then, one should also be wise not to summon these power elements at the drop of a dime. Many times, when
you deal with mind over matter, for instance where you need to deal with insignificant egoistic matters or those
arising out of those greenish emotions from frivolous individuals, it is good to note that Ignoring is bliss, don’t let
anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet. If you do not MIND it, it does not MATTER. For you to be up with
the game and stay positive, it is no rocket science that you need the upstairs to be filled with good thoughts and
flush that garbage out downstairs, behind, literally as we have been trained and practicing on a daily basis as a
morning habit.
You need to be complete and positive in thoughts or you are metaphorically more or less finished. To vaguely
plagiarise a quote I read somewhere, it is said that when your mind is filled with the right vibes, you are kind of
complete and when filled with the wrong vibes you are more or less finished, but when there is a conflict between
right and wrong, you are almost completely finished. In the affair of Mind and Matter, I believe it is best to keep your
mind conflict-free. Though the greatest powers historically are gained through conflicts and war, the power thus
gained is not tranquil, there’s always this conflict and insecurity in mind which I dare say is the root cause of a weak
mind. The mind is one’s greatest power and weakness, many a times if you mind your own business, you will
experience peace. Just mind your business, smile, and live happily.
It’s prudent to understand that there are as many different minds as there are heads, and then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts. The way to a person’s mind thus should be through their hearts. Remember, your
mind is an all-powerful entity. You may be poor, or your shoes may be broken, but your mind is a citadel. Your
happiness quotient depends on your mindset and attitude. Remembering the U2 song which goes like this….
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for…
The biggest wall we have to climb is the one we have built in our minds. Never let your mind talk you out of your
dreams and desires. Never let your mind become the greatest obstacle to success. The key is to get our mind on the
right track, and the rest will follow, mind it.
Let me quote one of the most surreal movie heroes I have come across in the south, the Quick Gun Murugan. In this
movie by the same name, he says “The earth is my bed. The sky is my ceiling. The whole creation is my native place.
My name is Murugan, Quick Gun Murugan. He then fires a shot in the air and says “MIND IT”
Your Mind is your greatest Power, MIND IT

Rekindle
When you look at how the Indian society has designed parenthood or let's say how we have been
raised in our childhood, we have always been taught about things that we should do, and we're not
supposed to do. Basically, this means nothing, but we have been told to choose what is safer
Yourself
and
devoid of risks. What I feel is, through my experience, “risk”, though it sounds to be a negative
terminology is not actually negative, it is our perception or our opinion that makes it sound negative.
Any successful person who has gone over and beyond and has seen the bliss of being extremely
successful has gone through immense struggle and most of them have taken risk for good and have
been through the worst to reach that level, if they were self-made. And that is not because they took
every step in their life carefully, that is also because they chose to take a step different from others.
They were open minded enough to try out new things and were prepared to overcome the obstacles
and challenges waiting for them through this journey. They thought about life from a different
perspective and had the mind and heart to stick on to their choices without deviating from the path.
They had strong determination and that’s the secret of their success.
Our parents in Indian society becoming overprotective, limits the kids from becoming self-explorative.
It is okay to sometimes learn from down falls and if we keep on safeguarding our kids and don’t allow
them to taste the reality of life, we are limiting them from growing as an individual with experience.
So, it is always good to take risks in life and never be afraid of thinking differently. Keep going, Keep
exploring and don’t forget to take risks for good!

Creepy
SUMA Crawly
GEORGE
Adventure
The air was fragrant and the breeze was blowing softly as the leaves rustled in unison. The students were getting
ready to go to school. The office goers were on their way. The home makers were busy in their home. One lady
was walking, another jogging, yet another stretching out in the morning. Each one had his/her own routine in the
mornings while one little imp was running around trying to catch a butterfly. Life was moving fast and so was the
butterfly.
She walked in and out in a hurry, clutching her purse. She was searching for someone while she was walking. It so
happens that she encounters a person who was also doing the same. The atmosphere was exhilarating and
invigorating. The lady with the purse continued her search while everyone and every around seemed quite
normal. There were times when she would pass out due to exhaustion then regain her composure and go on the
search again. Her search was now irritating everyone around and it became so bothersome that people began
questioning her.
She looked around at them remorseless and so they gathered that she was just another person who has lost her
mind. All the while she was aware of who she was looking out for. In a moment her face shone like a lit bulb and
she ran, ran like a sprinter and landed thud on the floor. All around her rushed to lift her up when they realized
that she had melted in and disappeared. They were all left wondering as to what had just happened right in front
of their eyes. People were still left wonderstruck while they saw a figure just moving about around them. They
were all creepily looking at it while it looked at them creepily in turn. For a while this episode played out until it
disappeared completely.
While the crowd dispersed, the traffic was back in place and all were up and about their business when a child
walking across the road began running frantically pointing at something on the pavement. The crawly thing was
crawling very quickly and the child was trying to keep pace with it. Some passersby joined him in the chase too.
The chase became a long chase for all of them as the crawly thing wasn’t recognized by anyone as anything they
have seen so far. Finally, it decided to come back at them. All of them ran helter skelter to escape its clutches as
they realized it has long tentacles and some hooks too!!!!
As they ran in different directions, the crawly thing was confused as to whom it had to chase and so decided to
rest a while when someone from behind stepped on it. It wound itself around the man as a form of self-defense
and didn’t allow him to move. He stood there petrified and paranoid all at the same time and managed to use his
eyes to communicate with a pedestrian. Luckily, the crawly thing seeing no threat from the man, slowly slid itself
off him….phew! what a relief, he ran like he has never run, ran for his life……

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