” Advice From Horse”s Mouth ” !!!

Advice From a 101 Old Doctor

Dr. Shigeaki Hinohara, Japan, turned 101 last year.
As a 97 year old Doctor, he was interviewed, and gave his advice for a long and healthy life.
 
Shigeaki Hinohara is one of the world’s longest-serving physicians and educators. Hinohara’s magic touch is legendary: Since 1941 he has been healing patients at St. Luke’s International Hospital in Tokyo and teaching at St. Luke’s College of Nursing.
He has published around 15 books since his 75th birthday, including one “Living Long, Living Good” that has sold more than 1.2 million copies. As the founder of the New Elderly Movement, Hinohara encourages others to live a long and happy life, a quest in which no role model is better than the doctor himself.
Doctor Shigeaki Hinohara’s main points for a long and happy life: 
* Energy comes from feeling good, not from eating well or sleeping a lot. We all remember how as children, when we were having fun, we often forgot to eat or sleep. I believe that we can keep that attitude as adults, too. It’s best not to tire the body with too many rules such as lunchtime and bedtime.
All people who live long regardless of nationality, race or gender share one thing in common: None are overweight. For breakfast I drink coffee, a glass of milk and some orange juice with a tablespoon of olive oil in it. Olive oil is great for the arteries and keeps my skin healthy. Lunch is milk and a few cookies, or nothing when I am too busy to eat. I never get hungry because I focus on my work. Dinner is veggies, a bit of fish and rice, and, twice a week, 100 grams of lean meat.
Always plan ahead. My schedule book is already full until 2014, with lectures and my usual hospital work. In 2016 I’ll have some fun, though: I plan to attend the Tokyo Olympics!
There is no need to ever retire, but if one must, it should be a lot later than 65. The current retirement age was set at 65 half a century ago, when the average life-expectancy in Japan was 68 years and only 125 Japanese were over 100 years old. Today, Japanese women live to be around 86 and men 80, and we have 36,000 centenarians in our country. In 20 years we will have about 50,000 people over the age of 100…
Share what you know. I give 150 lectures a year, some for 100 elementary-school children, others for 4,500 business people. I usually speak for 60 to 90 minutes, standing, to stay strong.
When a doctor recommends you take a test or have some surgery, ask whether the doctor would suggest that his or her spouse or children go through such a procedure. Contrary to popular belief, doctors can’t cure everyone. So why cause unnecessary pain with surgery I think music and animal therapy can help more than most doctors imagine.
To stay healthy, always take the stairs and carry your own stuff. I take two stairs at a time, to get my muscles moving.
My inspiration is Robert Browning’s poem “Abt Vogler.” My father used to read it to me. It encourages us to make big art, not small scribbles. It says to try to draw a circle so huge that there is no way we can finish it while we are alive. All we see is an arch; the rest is beyond our vision but it is there in the distance.
Pain is mysterious, and having fun is the best way to forget it. If a child has a toothache, and you start playing a game together, he or she immediately forgets the pain. Hospitals must cater to the basic need of patients: We all want to have fun. At St. Luke’s we have music and animal therapies, and art classes.
* Don’t be crazy about amassing material things. Remember: You don’t know when your number is up, and you can’t take it with you to the next place.
Hospitals must be designed and prepared for major disasters, and they must accept every patient who appears at their doors. We designed St. Luke’s so we can operate anywhere: in the basement, in the corridors, in the chapel. Most people thought I was crazy to prepare for a catastrophe, but on March 20, 1995, I was unfortunately proven right when members of the Aum Shinrikyu religious cult launched a terrorist attack in the Tokyo subway. We accepted 740 victims and in two hours figured out that it was sarin gas that had hit them. Sadly we lost one person, but we saved 739 lives.
Science alone can’t cure or help people. Science lumps us all together, but illness is individual. Each person is unique, and diseases are connected to their hearts. To know the illness and help people, we need liberal and visual arts, not just medical ones.
Life is filled with incidents. On March 31, 1970, when I was 59 years old, I boarded the Yodogo, a flight from Tokyo to Fukuoka. It was a beautiful sunny morning, and as Mount Fuji came into sight, the plane was hijacked by the Japanese Communist League-Red Army Faction. I spent the next four days handcuffed to my seat in 40-degree heat. As a doctor, I looked at it all as an experiment and was amazed at how the body slowed down in a crisis.
Find a role model and aim to achieve even more than they could ever do. My father went to the United States in 1900 to study at Duke University in North Carolina. He was a pioneer and one of my heroes. Later I found a few more life guides, and when I am stuck, I ask myself how they would deal with the problem.
It’s wonderful to live long. Until one is 60 years old, it is easy to work for one’s family and to achieve one’s goals. But in our later years, we should strive to contribute to society. Since the age of 65, I have worked as a volunteer. I still put in 18 hours seven days a week and love every minute of it.

Source:::: venkatachalam p in ba-ba mail site

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Image of the Day…Rosetta spacecraft selfie with comet..!!!

An otherworldly take take on an earthly trend, as Rosetta poses with its comet, 67P/Churyumov–Gerasimenko.

Via ESA/Rosetta/Philae/CIVA.

Here is a Rosetta ‘selfie’ with comet 67P/Churyumov–Gerasimenko in background. It was taken by the CIVA camera – short for Comet Infrared and Visible Analyser – onboard the Philae Lander. This is the same camera that will be acquiring images from the surface of the comet itself, when the Philae lander sets down on the comet in November.

Comet 67P/Churyumov–Gerasimenko was 50 kilometers / 31 miles away at the time of this image.

Two frames were taken and merged due to the high contrast.

Rosetta isn’t the first otherworldly object to get in on the earthly trend of selfies. NASA’s Mars Curiosity rover caught one, too, earlier this year.

Source:::Earth sky news

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Stunning Drawings That Come Alive Before Your Eyes…

Good art can conjure up a various range of emotions but great art does something more. Ramon Bruin, who hails from the Netherlands, is a remarkably talented artist who creates optical illusions on paper. He’s even got a name for it, ‘Optical Illusionism.’ It is a combination of drawing, photography, and the right camera angle that manages to give it the effect that he desires.

His mischiveous masterpieces cover a wide variety of subject matters but each one of them is a unique and beautiful creation. From sharks that come at you from the ocean to the iconic depiction of Neo dodging a bullet from ‘The Matrix‘, take a look at some of his art that will leave you speechless. If you’re curious to see more of his work, head over to his website.

Recommended Reading…. 50 More Breathtaking 3D Street Art (Paintings)

 

 

. in  http://www.hongkiat.com/blog/stunning-3d-drawings-ramon-bruin/

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Autonomous People Movers Heathrow Airport Terminal ….

Matthew Phenix  in BBC .com

The autonomous Ultra pods of London's Heathrow airport

These autonomous people-movers run along a closed course between Heathrow’s Terminal 5 and the Business Car Park, 2.4 miles away. (Matthew Phenix)

Tucked in a corner of Terminal 5 at London’s Heathrow airport, the future of urban mobility is quietly unfolding.

Since 2011, on a closed course between the terminal and the Business Car Park, 2.4 miles away, a fleet of 21 diminutive passenger pods have ferried as many as 1,000 passengers each day, quietly logging well more than 1m autonomous miles in the process. It’s a small-scale experiment, commissioned by Heathrow Airport Holdings Limited and built by UK-based Ultra Global PRT (for Personal Rapid Transit), but its success – measured by cost savings, environmental impact and user-friendliness – may help define locomotion in the city of tomorrow.

This is no miniature railway; Ultra pods are real cars, with rubber tires and untethered, battery-driven powertrains. Although they OFFER space for as many as six people and their luggage, they are compact, measuring 12ft long, 5ft wide and 6ft tall; and lightweight, tipping the scales at just 1,870lbs, including a 141lb battery pack. At its 25mph top speed, the pod draws only 2kW of electricity and hums along at 35dB (quieter than a refrigerator). Pods self-monitor battery level, occasionally excusing themselves at station stops for “opportunity charging”.

Pods wait in the station at Heathrow’s Terminal 5. (Matthew Phenix) 

More than a novelty, the Heathrow pod network boasts some impressive environmental claims. The system already meets Kyoto Protocol 2050 projections, delivering a 50% reduction in per-passenger carbon emissions compared with diesel-powered buses and 70% compared with cars. By Heathrow’s estimate, the pods replace some 70,000 bus journeys each year. And unlike a shuttle bus, the average wait time for a pod is less than 10 seconds (80% of passengers have no wait at all).

Operation is splendidly simple. In the station, touch-screens allow riders to select their destination (Heathrow’s system OFFERS only two outbound options). The doors open and a mellifluous recorded voice welcomes the rider and begins narrating the experience. After the passenger presses the “Close doors” and “Start” buttons, the pod autonomously backs out of its parking spot and hums away from the station.

Pods accommodate as many as six passengers and their luggage; controls couldn’t be simpler. (Matthew Phenix) 

It’s a five-minute ride from end to end, and the experience is altogether delightful. Crossing over seven roads and two rivers, a journey by Heathrow pod is more like a theme-park ride than a car-park transfer.

Of course, building a closed-course autonomous vehicle is decidedly easier than building one for the open road, à la the Google self-driving car, which must negotiate such obstacles as complex roadway interchanges, pedestrians and non-autonomous vehicles. But simplicity has its advantages. The pods themselves, which use mostly off-the-shelf automotive hardware, have proven highly reliable, and the system’s lightweight infrastructure – slender, easily installed trackways and flyovers – is, says Ultra, between six and 10 times more resource-efficient than typical road or rail systems.

Pods self-monitor battery status, occasionally excusing themselves at station stops for “opportunity charging”. (Matthew Phenix) 

And Ultra has big plans for its little pods. Working with investors in India, the company intends to build a 4.8-mile elevated circuit in the city of Amritsar, about 285 miles north of New Delhi. This network will include seven stations and more than 200 pods capable of transporting some 50,000 passengers a day. And in November 2013, Ultra Global PRT and Taiwan-based China Engineering Consultants completed a feasibility study for the implementation of a sprawling PRT system New Taipei City, population 6.9m.

While it is not difficult to imagine specific pod applications – within city centres, for example, or between cities and airports – an all-pod future is a decidedly loftier proposition. A pod network like Heathrow’s works because riders can grab any pod, at any time, with no waiting. And while the service is personal, it isn’t private. The question is, will future drivers be willing relinquish the privilege of owning the cars of their choice – and the freedom of driving those cars themselves – for the convenience of a hands-off motoring future?

  

Source::::bbc.com

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Notes From the Diary of the Spouse of a Software Techie !!!

My family moves a lot. Not the one I was born into — they stay put: same street, same house, since 1968. We move because of the husband. You could call him a nomad. He thrives on change; in six months, he’s restless and raring to move; and his itchy foot is infectious. I say this as someone who had lived in the same house until I got hitched. I had loved it — the stability, the security of knowing everybody in the colony; of never needing to throw out anything, not even my fat 12th standard science records …

And then, the Nomad walked into my life. I fell for his sharp nose, and his voice, when he asked me “where’s the rest room” (referring to what we called the ‘toilet’). So we got married, and moved.

House No. 1 was in a sleepy street in a sleepy town — Tiruchi. It had coconut trees and friendly cats. Oh, and bossy neighbours. But when you’re newly married, as if you care. Why, we even came back and visited them after we had moved. To another sleepy street, in the same town. And that time, with the baggage, we took along a sleepy bundle. The daughter had arrived.

“Now that you have a child, you must settle down,” friends and family advised us. They meant well. So I went around asking people for good school options — the daughter was almost nine months old! Then the husband’s feet began to itch. In a few months, we moved to Chennai.

The apartment was perfect. If I looked out of the window, I could wave to my daughter, in her playschool sand pit. But usually, it was her teacher who waved back. She scolded me for waving. “How will she ever settle down, if you keep doing that?”

The waving stopped when we moved to another apartment. This time, though, the bank had lent us a lot of MONEY and we bugged a lot of carpenters and it became our ‘dream house’. We took visitors on ‘the house tour’. We pointed out the carved beading and the big mirrors and the textured wall finish and looked all modest when our ‘fine taste’ came in for praise.

We lived there for six months. By now, the nomad had external help — he had joined an IT company. They transferred him all over Europe.

In the beginning, to their credit, they didn’t quite say that: they just said ‘go here’ and threw a dart on the map. And when he had settled down nicely, and had found the Indian store, they asked him (nicely, of course) if he’d like to move. He always obliged.

When the daughter was small, we only made ‘recce’ visits. (Recce is a fancy word for sitting in an apart HOTEL, and watching TV with a toddler in a language neither of you understand, until the husband comes back when he’s very hungry, and very tired and the park is closed). But when she was five, we moved with eight cardboard boxes and enough sambar powder to last a siege, to London.

The London house was a ‘split-level maisonette’. The real estate man had highlighted all the good points — and there were many — and the husband was sold! He signed the rental agreement, and moved in. We joined him in summer. The split-levels were hard work — lots of stairs to vacuum. When winter came, we realised what was so beautiful in summer and autumn — the very high ceiling, very wide glass windows and terrific views from the 10th floor — was impossible to heat. The heating bills soared, but my feet and fingers cracked from the cold.

We were actually relieved when we had to move. Back to Chennai. But we were only there until we got out visas stamped. To go to Holland.

We flew to Amsterdam when the daughter was in Class 2. A veteran at making new friends, she made Dutch, Japanese and English ones. She spoke many languages, ate many cuisines, and loved it. I hated it. I was ‘possibly the only Indian woman who can’t cook well’ (not my words!). It was a blessing when we moved to Edinburgh.

Scotland took my breath away. It was all so beautiful, I often cried happy tears. But then winter came and froze everything. ‘Cold’ took on a new meaning. It stayed well below freezing. I slipped and fell on the ice; my knees seized up on especially chilly days; and yet, I didn’t want to leave. The daughter loved her school, the husband his job, and we all loved the city, the country…

So, of course, we moved. The last time, we told ourselves and everybody. Nobody believed us. But we came back to Chennai anyway. We refurbished the apartment. It took a little over two years for it to become home. And the husband began asking, “Aren’t you a little bored?”

My heart skipped a beat. “But why ever would you want to leave this lovely city? Everybody here understands me, I speak the language, I belong here,” I argued. The husband would back down. For a week. And he would ask again, “Aren’t you a little bored?”

Bored again

A few weeks later, the daughter said yes, she was, indeed bored; and that she’d like a change, thank you very much. “I like new experiences, meeting new people, making new friends …” she said, her eyes shining with excitement. The husband scratched his itchy feet and picked Mumbai. Because there they speak not one, but two languages I do not know at all.

And that’s why I’m sorting and sifting and chucking, for the tenth time in 19 years.

“There’s going to be so much stability in your life! I promise you, we will stay in the same house, in the same street, for two years,” the husband told me when the truck left with our goods.

“How come?” I asked suspiciously.

“I’ve signed a lease with a lock-in period of two years. The penalty to break it is just too stiff …”

aparna.m.karthikeyan@gmail.com  ….The Hindu.com

Keywords: IT industry, software engineer

Natarajan

” இருப்பவல் திருப்புகழ் …”

Thanigesan
‘இருப்பவல் திருப்புகழ்’ என்று துவங்குகிறது திருத்தணித் திருப்புகழ்ப் பாடலொன்று. திருப்புகழ் கையிருப்பிலே உள்ள அவலைப் போன்றது. பண்டைய காலத்தில் பிரயாணத்தின் போது அவல் எடுத்துக் கொண்டு போவது வழக்கம். சுடுநீரில் ஊற வைத்து கழுவி உப்பு அல்லது சர்க்கரை இட்டுச் சாப்பிடலாம்; வெல்லப் பொடி கலந்து அல்லது எலுமிச்சை பிழிந்து சாப்பிடலாம். கி.வா.ஜ அவர்கள் கூறும் விளக்கவுரை மிக அருமையானது. “காலன் ஊருக்குச் செல்லும் நெடுவழிப் பிரயாணத்தில் உபயோகப்படும் அவல் அது; அருணகிரிநாதர் கந்தனுக்கு ஒரு வகை அவல் கொடுத்தார்; குசேலர் அளித்தது நெல் அவல், அருணகிரியார் அளித்தது சொல் அவல்!” [‘பெரும் பெயர் முருகன்’]

இரும்பு அவல் திருப்புகழ் என்று கூறுவாருண்டு. அது திருப்புகழின் பெரு வலிமையைக் காட்டுவது. அவல் போல உண்ணலாம்; இரும்பு போல மனோ திடம் பெறலாம். “அந்தகா வந்து பார் சற்று என் கைக்கெட்டவே” என யமனையும் அறைகூவி அழைக்கும் திறத்தையும் பெறலாம் என்பது திரு வ.சு.செங்கல்வராயப் பிள்ளை அவர்களது கருத்து.

இருப்பவல் திருப்புகழ் பற்றி ஆயிரத்து தொள்ளாயிரத்து அறுபதுகளில் அமிர்தவசனி ஆன்மீக இதழில், வெளியான ஒரு குறிப்பு சற்று விநோதமாக இருந்தது. அது கீழே தரப்படுகிறது.

“இருப்பவல் என்பது பாம்பு போல் கொடி வளைந்து படர்ந்திருக்கும். வேரொடு பிடுங்கினால் அடியில் கிழங்கு பெரிதாக இருக்கும். அக் கிழங்கை நிழலில் உணர்த்தி, சூரணம் செய்து ஒரு மண்டலம் வரை உட்கொண்டால் 300 வயது வரை பலம் பெற்றிருக்கலாம். என்றும் உண்பவர் அளவில்லாத காலம் வாழலாம். அது மட்டுமல்ல, அக்கிழங்கு ஈரமாக இருக்கும் போதே இடித்துச் சாறு எடுத்து அதனில் பாதரசத்தை இட்டு உறவாக்கி குகையில் வைத்து உருக்கிக் குளிகை செய்து கட்டிக் கொண்டால் நினைத்தது யாவும் நிறைவேறும். ஆயுள் அளிக்கும், நினைத்தவை அளிக்கும் அருமை உடைய இந்த இருப்பவலைப் போன்றது திருப்புகழ் என்று அருணகிரியார் தணிகைத் திருப்புகழில் அறிவிக்கும் அருமையை நினைக்கவே நெஞ்சம் நெகிழ்கிறது. இருப்பவலால் உடல் உரமெய்தி விடும்; திருப்புகழால் உயிர்க்கு உறுதி கிட்டும். இவ்விரண்டினுடனும் உறவு பூண்டால் என்றும் இறையருள் எய்தி இருக்கலாம் என்று அத்திருப்புகழுக்கு உரை காண்பது உயர்ந்த நிலை என்று ஊகிக்கிறது நமது மனம்.”

[‘சித்தர்கள் சிறப்பு’ – கருவூர்ச் சித்தர் சொல்லும் கற்ப முறை: உரை= குகஸ்ரீ ரசபதி அவர்கள்.
செய்தி- அமிர்தவசனி- ஆன்மீக இதழ்]
பாடல் முழுவதும் படித்து மகிழுங்கள்:-

 இருப்பவல் திருப்புகழ் விருப்பொடு படிப்பவர்
இடுக்கினை யறுத்திடு …… மெனவோதும்

இசைத்தமிழ் நடத்தமி ழெனத்துறை விருப்புட
னிலக்கண இலக்கிய …… கவிநாலுந்

தரிப்பவ ருரைப்பவர் நினைப்பவர் மிகச்சக
தலத்தினில் நவிற்றுத …… லறியாதே

தனத்தினில் முகத்தினில் மனத்தினி லுருக்கிடு
சமர்த்திகள் மயக்கினில் …… விழலாமோ

கருப்புவில் வளைத்தணி மலர்க்கணை தொடுத்தியல்
களிப்புட னொளித்தெய்த …… மதவேளைக்

கருத்தினில் நினைத்தவ னெருப்பெழ நுதற்படு
கனற்கணி லெரித்தவர் …… கயிலாயப்

பொருப்பினி லிருப்பவர் பருப்பத வுமைக்கொரு
புறத்தினை யளித்தவர் …… தருசேயே

புயற்பொழில் வயற்பதி நயப்படு திருத்தணி
பொருப்பினில் விருப்புறு …… பெருமாளே.  

source:::: Murugan Bhakthi  …
சித்ரா மூர்த்தி,
சென்னை.

Natarajan

Incredible Pencil Drawing Art… By 16 year old School Girl !!!

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Can you believe this isn’t a photograph? Irish schoolgirl described as an amazing new Irish talent.Photo by: Texaco Art Competition 

 

Shania McDonagh, (16), has become an overnight sensation in Ireland, where her pencil drawing of an old man has won the Texaco Children’s Art Competition. She is a schoolgirl in Claremorris, County Mayo.

She has won first prize in her age group for many years, but her portrait of “Coleman” has the critics raving.

It is almost impossible to distinguish the drawing from a photograph, so finely is it created, and she appears to have a huge career ahead as a portrait artist. She drew it from a photograph in a book called “Vanishing Ireland.”

Judging panel chairman Prof Declan McGonagle, director of the National College of Art & Design, told the Irish Times her work has established her “as one of the most talented artists of her generation, and one whose skill could see her become one of Ireland’s foremost portrait artists of the future.”

A major international career is being predicted for the young girl.   She said it took her only a month to draw it and she will be presented with her $2,000 first-prize next month.

 

Source::::http://www.irishcentral.com/

Natarajan

 

 

Image of the Day… ” The World Ahead …”

Home is behind, the world ahead

A mesmerizing view down a long, straight stretch of road, with a wild sky above.

A beautiful self-portrait by Kurt Harvey.   Visit Kurt on Google+.

Kurt Harvey shared this photo with EarthSky on Google+. He added a quotation from J.R.R. Tolkien:

Home is behind, the world ahead,
and there are many paths to tread
through shadows to the edge of night,
until the stars are all alight.

And he wrote:

I love visiting this spot each time I’m in the area. The view down this long straight stretch is mesmerizing. Hope you enjoy!

Source:::::Earth sky news

Natarajan

“இயற்கையை ரசியுங்கள்” – பாரதியார் நினைவு நாள்… செப்.11

 

சுப்பிரமணிய பாரதி

சுப்பிரமணிய பாரதி

கரிய நிறமான காகம் கா… கா… என்று கத்தும்.

மரக்கிளைகளில், வானவெளியில், அதிகாலைப் பொழுதினில்

காகம் தன் கூட்டத்தாரோடு சேர்ந்தே திரியும்.

நாலாபுறமும் சுதந்திரமாய் பறந்து செல்லும்.

தேவி பராசக்தி விண்ணில் செம்மையான கிரணங்களை

காட்டி சூரியனாய் வந்து உதிப்பாள்.

தென்னை மரக்கிளையில் அமர்ந்திருக்கும் பச்சைக்கிளி

கீச்சுக் குரலில் பாடித் திரியும்.

சின்னஞ்சிறு குருவி விண்ணில் வட்டமடித்திடும்.

பருந்து மெல்ல வட்டமிட்டவாறே நெடுந்தொலைவு சென்று பறக்கும்.

தெருவில் இரை தேடித் திரியும் சேவல் ‘சக்திவேல்’ என்று கூவித் திரியும்.

செம்மை ஒளி வீசிப் பகலை வெளிச்சமாக்கிய கதிரவன்

மாலையில் மறைந்துவிடும்.

மயக்கும் மாலை வேளையில் நிலவு தன்

அமுதக் கிரணங்களைப் பொழிய ஆரம்பிக்கும்.

இந்த ரம்மியமான மாலை நேரத்தில், என் அன்பிற்குரியவளும்

உச்சி மாடத்தின் மீது ஏறி வந்து கண்ணுக்கு இனிமை சேர்த்திடுவாள்.

மனமே! வானில் திகழும் மணித்திரளான நட்சத்திரக் கூட்டத்தைக்

கண்டு இன்பம் கொள்வாய்.

நிலவையும், வான் நட்சத்திரங்களையும் கண்ணால் கண்டு மனதால்

உண்டு களிப்பதைவிடவும் வேறொரு செல்வம் உலகினில் உண்டோ?

தென்னை மரக்கீற்றில் ‘சலசல’ என்று சத்தமிடும் பூங்காற்றின்

மீது குதிரைச் சவாரி போல ஏறிக்கொண்டு

உலகம் சுற்றி வந்து இயற்கையின் இன்பம் காணுங்கள்.

பண்ணோடு இசைத்துப் பாடிக் களித்திருங்கள்.

Source:::The Hindu….Tamil
Natarajan