Tuesday, 2 October 2007

SK MITRA-MY FIL-1923-2004=3RD DTH ANNIVERSARY


//////////////AN HONEST AND UPRIGHT MAN






//////////////NAMESAKE-JHUMPA LAHIRI




///////////////When a man knows God, he is free: his sorrows have an end, and birth and death are no more. When in inner union he is beyond the world of the body, then the third world, the world of the spirit is found, where the power of the All is, and man has all: for he is one with the ONE. -Upanishads (Hindu)




///////////////Where have I come from? What road have I traveled? Which way am I going? I don’t know the way, yet here I stand with courage and determination, hoping to grasp the knowledge of the Truth


LALLESHWARI





///////////////////Ashima and Ashoke Ganguli are recent immigrants to Boston from India in 1968 when they give birth to their first child, a son. Their son ends up with the pet name of Gogul, when his "good name" never arrives from India. Gogul despises his name and grows up as American as he can while his parents cling to their Bengali past while living what appears to be a typical American suburban lifestyle. Jhumpa Lahiri (winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Interpreter of Maladies) has written a novel about immigrant lives, families, and bonds that can never be broken. The Namesake has received high praise from most reviewers. Michiko Kakutani begins her review for the New York Times, "Jhumpa Lahiri's quietly dazzling new novel, The Namesake, is that rare thing: an intimate, closely observed family portrait that effortlessly and discreetly unfolds to disclose a capacious social vision."





////////////////////Let me respectfully remind you Life and Death are of supreme importance. Time swiftly passes by and opportunity is lost. Let us strive to Awaken, Awaken. Take heed, do not squander your life. ― An evening prayer (Zen Buddhism)




////////////IS DTH MORE PROFOUND THAN LIFE? I DONT KNOW,TELL ME





/////////////////////Seek water constantly, oh man of dry lips! For your dry lips give witness that in the end you will find a fountain. The lips’ dryness is a message from the water: “If you keep on moving, without doubt you will find me.” ― Rumi (Sufi)




//////////////////A time of famine and poverty will come and the people as a whole as well as every individual in it will suffer. Nikolai Gogol



///////////////////Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past. Nikolai Gogol





//////////////////////Seven hours sleep a night helps reduce heart problems





///////////////////Fire and flood management of coastal swamp enabled first rice paddy cultivation in east China
Nature 449, 459 (2007). doi:10.1038/nature06135
Authors: Y. Zong, Z. Chen, J. B. Innes, C. Chen, Z. Wang & H. Wang
The adoption of cereal cultivation was one of the most important cultural processes in history, marking the transition from hunting and gathering by Mesolithic foragers to the food-producing economy of Neolithic farmers. In the Lower Yangtze region of China, a centre of rice domestication, the timing and system of initial rice cultivation remain unclear. Here we report detailed evidence from Kuahuqiao that reveals the precise cultural and environmental context of rice cultivation at this earliest known Neolithic site in eastern China, 7,700 calibrated years before present (cal. yr bp). Pollen, algal, fungal spore and micro-charcoal data from sediments demonstrate that these Neolithic communities selected lowland swamps for their rice cultivation and settlement, using fire to clear alder-dominated wetland scrub and prepare the site for occupation, then to maintain wet grassland vegetation of paddy type. Regular flooding by slightly brackish water was probably controlled by ‘bunding’ to maintain crop yields. The site’s exploitation ceased when it was overwhelmed by marine inundation 7,550 cal. yr bp. Our results establish that rice cultivation began in coastal wetlands of eastern China, an ecosystem vulnerable to coastal change but of high fertility and productivity, attractions maximized for about two centuries by sustained high levels of cultural management of the environment.


RICE 7700 YRS ON




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Canadian-born "Miss Moneypenny" dies
CanWest News ServicePublished: Sunday, September 30, 2007
Lois Maxwell, known to millions around the world for her role in over a dozen James Bond films as Miss Moneypenny, died Saturday of cancer. The Golden Globe-winning Canadian actress was 80.
Born in Kitchener in 1927, Lois Hooker ran away from home at age fifteen to join the military. She enrolled in in the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art in London after being discharged because of her age. She changed her last name and came to Hollywood in 1947, where she hoped to find work acting. Within a year, she had won a Golden Globe for most promising newcomer for her role alongside Ronald Reagan and Shirley Temple in the much-maligned That Hagen Girl.



////////////////////Salmonella more virulent in space, study suggests
Food poisoning bacteria become super-virulent in space, according to a study of salmonella that spent 12 days orbiting the Earth on the space shuttle Atlantis.
The research raises fears that diseases boosted by low gravity could pose unexpected medical problems on future long-haul space journeys or for astronauts on a proposed future moon base.






///////////////////////Daffodils" (1804)
I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).





//////////////////FOLLOWING YOUR BLISS-CLOSE EYES AND THINK OF YOUR BLISSFUL MOMENT




/////////////////////Men who slept for longer than eight hours a night were 24 per cent more likely to die early, and women who slept longer were 17 per cent more likely to die early.


11PM TO 6AM



////////////////GOGOL=‘‘The Overcoat’’ is the story of Akaky Akakievich Bashmachkin, an impoverished clerk who has toiled for a number of years in an unspecified department within the huge government bureaucracy in St. Petersburg. The tale is told by an unnamed narrator with a tendency to digress and editorialize. Critics have disagreed about how closely the narrator should be identified with Gogol and about how much sympathy the author intended his readers to feel for Akaky the clerk. In any case, the tone of the narration is at various times condescending, compassionate, humorous and nightmarish.




/////////////////The Overcoat," which was written sporadically over several years during a self-imposed exile in Geneva and Rome, is a particularly dazzling amalgam of these seemingly disparate tendencies in Gogol's writing. The story begins by taking its readers through the mundane and alienating world of a bureaucratic office in St. Petersburg where an awkward, impoverished clerk must scrimp and save in order to afford a badly needed new winter coat. As the story progresses, we enter a fairy-tale world of supernatural revenge, where the clerk's corpse is seen wandering city streets ripping coats off the backs of passersby. Gogol's story is both comic and horrific—at once a scathing social satire, moralistic fable, and psychological study.



//////////////////We all came out of Gogol's 'Overcoat'





/////////////////MOLP=MODIFY OWN LF PRACTICE




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