29th Feb 2020 ( When my Father-in-law left us )
ಜಾತಸ್ಯ ಮರಣಂ ಧ್ರುವಂ - ಹುಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೆಲ್ಲವೂ ಒಂದಲ್ಲೊಂದು ದಿನ ಮರಣಿಸುವುದು ಅನಿವಾರ್ಯ.
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ಕಾಲ ದೇಶ ನಿಜವಾಗಿ ಇಲ್ಲದಾಗಿದೆ
ಪ್ರೀತಿ ವಿಶ್ವಾಸ ಮಾತ್ರ ಕಣ್ಮುಂದಿದೆ
ದೇಹದ ಪಯಣ ಸಾವಿನತ್ತ ಸಾಗುತಿದೆ
ಜೀವದ ಯಾನ ಚೇತನದತ್ತ ನೋಡುತಿದೆ
ನಿತ್ಯ ಬದುಕಿಗೆ ಧನ್ಯತೆ ಸೇರುತಿದೆ
ಹುಟ್ಟು ಸಾವೇ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಯಾಗುತ್ತಿದೆ
-ಸುಬ್ಬು ಪದ್ಮನಾಭ
29th Feb 2020 ( When my Father-in-law left us )
Teacher and a Farmer - P Gopalakrishna Bhat , My father in law was a retired teacher of Canara school in Mangaluru and took up many private institutions post retirement and continued as principal in residential schools in Dakshina Kannada and Udupi districts of Karnataka.
He was very well know in academic circle as good disciplined principal by the end of his career who inculcate values in student life.
At home, My father in law and me used to sit in front of TV for India cricket matches and discuss the possible outcome of the game in addition to performances of Individuals for the last 17 yrs when I used to visit my in-laws place and during his visit to Bengaluru.
I used to have good conversation extracting information as to how he trains young mind in his school to help follow passion in students with the attention to academics.
He took up Principal duty in Hattiyangady residential school and also one more muslims only school after few years that is managed by muslims board. He used to tell me how he brought changes in both the schools especially educating a rural muslim girls. It was an uphill battle for him as many muslim rural parents still do not want their daughers to study well after 8th grade. He shared many examples of how he used to go to Muslim's home when he was principal convincing girl's parents to continue the academic education for their daughters. in few cases he was successful as well and management of the college liked his efforts and requested him to continue in the same position by extending the contract. He had given each case to case basis how he tried to bring custom solution which fits individual family, thats his remarkable success as Principal of those muslim schools .
He always loved farming and kept himself busy when he completely retired from Principal duty and took care of arcanut farming for few years in Dakshina Kannada district.
Daily reading newspaper and helping himself with kavaLa ( beatle leaf and arcanut) was his famous likeble routine. He used to study many books to pass time, man of few words unlike me.
He had strong opinion of few things and he would not budge no matter whoever tried to convince him. He lived with some principles that he has set for himself throughout his life.
We were close to each other and he always liked me and all my activities. Many a times he used to ask me to bring Beatle leaf for his pan habit at home in our Bengaluru home during his last days . I Invited him many times to USA but he always declined to come as he never had interest to leave the country that he is born Bharata..
This is the picture I took on Dec 6, 2019 in Rashtrothana school on my son's annual day function that my father-in-law attended. 8th december I introduced him to 10 friends of mine who studied Engineering with me as I called all of them home. He was so happy for that get together function .
Last I spoke was like 5 days ago , he said "Subbu and showed his hand with a smile " to greet and thats it. He was losing hearing aspect when we used to converse over the phone , many times my wife helped convey my words to him.
So many times he has prepared food and served me. He used to prepare tea or juice in between breakfast and lunch hrs . Otherwise he would cut fruits and share it when we were home together. We have eaten food at home on many occasions sitting together. They say when we eat together we build a strong relationship. He always prefered less spicey food unlike me and used to finish faster than me.
I lost too many people close to me too soon . My own Mother, My own Father, My sodara maava(s), My Father's brothers and my brother in law and now my Father in law.
At this juncture, nature clearly teaching me that we are all like a bubble, We are no one when we arrive to this earth but when we leave , we will put lot of effrots to leave our good work to the society.
So many deaths in the family have certainly helped me learn life. Sadgati to the departed chetana 🙏
ಜಾತಸ್ಯ ಮರಣಂ ಧ್ರುವಂ - ಹುಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೆಲ್ಲವೂ ಒಂದಲ್ಲೊಂದು ದಿನ ಮರಣಿಸುವುದು ಅನಿವಾರ್ಯ.
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ಕಾಲ ದೇಶ ನಿಜವಾಗಿ ಇಲ್ಲದಾಗಿದೆ
ಪ್ರೀತಿ ವಿಶ್ವಾಸ ಮಾತ್ರ ಕಣ್ಮುಂದಿದೆ
ದೇಹದ ಪಯಣ ಸಾವಿನತ್ತ ಸಾಗುತಿದೆ
ಜೀವದ ಯಾನ ಚೇತನದತ್ತ ನೋಡುತಿದೆ
ನಿತ್ಯ ಬದುಕಿಗೆ ಧನ್ಯತೆ ಸೇರುತಿದೆ
ಹುಟ್ಟು ಸಾವೇ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಯಾಗುತ್ತಿದೆ
-ಸುಬ್ಬು ಪದ್ಮನಾಭ
29th Feb 2020 ( When my Father-in-law left us )
Teacher and a Farmer - P Gopalakrishna Bhat , My father in law was a retired teacher of Canara school in Mangaluru and took up many private institutions post retirement and continued as principal in residential schools in Dakshina Kannada and Udupi districts of Karnataka.
He was very well know in academic circle as good disciplined principal by the end of his career who inculcate values in student life.
At home, My father in law and me used to sit in front of TV for India cricket matches and discuss the possible outcome of the game in addition to performances of Individuals for the last 17 yrs when I used to visit my in-laws place and during his visit to Bengaluru.
I used to have good conversation extracting information as to how he trains young mind in his school to help follow passion in students with the attention to academics.
He took up Principal duty in Hattiyangady residential school and also one more muslims only school after few years that is managed by muslims board. He used to tell me how he brought changes in both the schools especially educating a rural muslim girls. It was an uphill battle for him as many muslim rural parents still do not want their daughers to study well after 8th grade. He shared many examples of how he used to go to Muslim's home when he was principal convincing girl's parents to continue the academic education for their daughters. in few cases he was successful as well and management of the college liked his efforts and requested him to continue in the same position by extending the contract. He had given each case to case basis how he tried to bring custom solution which fits individual family, thats his remarkable success as Principal of those muslim schools .
He always loved farming and kept himself busy when he completely retired from Principal duty and took care of arcanut farming for few years in Dakshina Kannada district.
Daily reading newspaper and helping himself with kavaLa ( beatle leaf and arcanut) was his famous likeble routine. He used to study many books to pass time, man of few words unlike me.
He had strong opinion of few things and he would not budge no matter whoever tried to convince him. He lived with some principles that he has set for himself throughout his life.
We were close to each other and he always liked me and all my activities. Many a times he used to ask me to bring Beatle leaf for his pan habit at home in our Bengaluru home during his last days . I Invited him many times to USA but he always declined to come as he never had interest to leave the country that he is born Bharata..
This is the picture I took on Dec 6, 2019 in Rashtrothana school on my son's annual day function that my father-in-law attended. 8th december I introduced him to 10 friends of mine who studied Engineering with me as I called all of them home. He was so happy for that get together function .
Last I spoke was like 5 days ago , he said "Subbu and showed his hand with a smile " to greet and thats it. He was losing hearing aspect when we used to converse over the phone , many times my wife helped convey my words to him.
So many times he has prepared food and served me. He used to prepare tea or juice in between breakfast and lunch hrs . Otherwise he would cut fruits and share it when we were home together. We have eaten food at home on many occasions sitting together. They say when we eat together we build a strong relationship. He always prefered less spicey food unlike me and used to finish faster than me.
I lost too many people close to me too soon . My own Mother, My own Father, My sodara maava(s), My Father's brothers and my brother in law and now my Father in law.
At this juncture, nature clearly teaching me that we are all like a bubble, We are no one when we arrive to this earth but when we leave , we will put lot of effrots to leave our good work to the society.
So many deaths in the family have certainly helped me learn life. Sadgati to the departed chetana 🙏
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