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Remembering #Prof. N. S. #Ramaswamy- his letter from my memorabilia
One day, Prof. N. S. Ramaswamy came to my office in Sardar Patel Bhavan and sat with me for over two hours. I remember a statement he made- “You are like a circus juggler, handling so many hats at the same time”! With humility I mumbled, “That is my expertise and training, Sir”! When he went back he wrote me a letter from Bangalore, which I chanced upon today in my memorabilia.
My personal homage to a great man, thinker, reformer, scientist, educationist and engineer! Above all a great human being!
N. S. Ramaswamy
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
| N. S. Ramaswamy | |
|---|---|
| Born | 2 March 1926 Puthur, Thrissur district, Kerala, India |
| Died | 17 September 2012 (aged 86) Bengaluru, Karnataka, India |
| Other names | Cartman Ramaswamy |
| Occupation | Management academic Social worker Educationist |
| Years active | 1952–2012 |
| Known for | IIM Bangalore Social service Institution building |
| Spouse(s) | Rajam Parvathi |
| Children | A son and a daughter |
| Parent(s) | N. R. Srinivasa Iyer |
| Awards | Padma Bhushan |
N. Srinivasa Iyer Ramaswamy (1926–2012), popularly known as Cartman Ramaswamy, was an Indian engineer, educationist, management academic and writer, and the founder director of the Indian Institute of Management, Bangalore.[1] He was the founder of Centre for Action, Research and Technology for Man, Animal and Nature (CARTMAN), a non governmental organization working for region-relevant and appropriate technology transfer to rural areas[2] and Indian Heritage Academy, an organization involved in propagating Indian cultural traditions.[3] He was also the founder chairman of the Adarsh Vidya Kendra (AVK) Group of educational institutions.[4] The Government of India awarded him the third highest civilian honour of the Padma Bhushan, in 2006, for his contributions to society.[5]
(Source: Wikipedia)
Video uploaded by Prof. N. S. Ramaswamy
Yuhin Milta Rahey by Sandeep Silas ‘deep’
Angel’s Song by Sandeep Silas
Vision From Above by Sandeep Silas
Keep The Embers Glowing by Sandeep Silas
Raastey by #Sandeep #Silas ‘deep’
Raastey
Sandeep Silas ‘deep’
Tamam raastey uskey samney they, chalta kis par
Taqdeer ka wo badshah tha, badalta kyun kar
Ishq bhi kiya to Khuda se, ruhaniyat uskey sar
Ek ek kar ke girtey rahey, insaan chaukhat par
Gairon ka laya zahar peeta raha, wo shahad samajh kar
Uskey qa’atil jo aye they, gaye mureed ban kar
Apney lahu ko bahata raha, jiskey liye zindagi bhar
Wo jigar ka tukda, hisaab mangta raha, gin gin kar
Moo-e-badan ho gaye chandi, safar mein chal kar
Tajurba iss tilismi duniya ka, pura na hua magar
Farebi shahar mein rekhta zameer wo chunta kyun kar
Fakeeri uska aalam thi, darakhton ki ameeri uska ghar
Ankhon mein wafa nahin milti ab iss daur mein hamsafar
Tujhko diye jaatey hain kuchh roshni ‘deep’ apna jaan kar
(Jan 22, 2017; Delhi; 1.24 pm to 2.07 pm)
Paths
Sandeep Silas ‘deep’
So many paths were before him, which one to take?
He was King of his destiny, why would he change?
When he fell in love it was with God, spirituality filled him
One by one the men kept falling, before him at doorstep
He drank the poison brought to him, believing it be honey
Those who came to murder him, went back as his admirers
For the one he kept bleeding his heart his entire life
That portion of heart kept on keeping count of money
Hair turned silver over his body as he walked the path of life
The experiences of this magic world still he could not live full
In a city of cheats, why would he pick up scattered conscience
A mendicants life was his world, the richness of trees his home
In these Times you don’t find faith in eyes, my companion
‘Deep” continues to give you some light, thinking you his own
(Jan 22, 2017; Delhi; 1.24 pm to 2.07 pm)
#Tin #Gods by #Sandeep #Silas
Aasraa by #Sandeep #Silas ‘deep’
…contd.
Shelter
She has started liking me thus immeasurable
Without a reason she comes to meet me everyday
Neither she is afraid of gossips or being discovered
She has become captive of my eloquence and verse
How can I say to her all those couplets before the world
Those I have written to narrate to her in privacy
Slowly-slowly her footsteps are now moving ahead
She remembers all things sans reason and meaning
Tomorrow she will come again like the morning breeze
The gardener waits like the desire of a blossoming rose
Aasraa by Sandeep Silas ‘deep’ in Ranai-e-Khayal (2012)
Translated Book in English available on Amazon Kindle:
https://www.amazon.in/BEAUTIFUL-THOUGHTS-Sandeep-Silas-ebook/dp/B0080RNI7C
![BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS by [Silas, Sandeep]](https://images-eu.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51T%2BzYeK4uL.jpg)
For original Hindi version of Ranai-e-Khayal please contact me
