ஒரு LKG சீட்டுக்காக நன்கொடை 17 லட்சம் ரூபாய் !!!!!

source:::DINAMALAR…Tamil Daily…
Natarajan

சென்னை: தனது குழந்தையின் எல்.கே.ஜி., சீட்டுக்காக, பள்ளி ஒன்றிற்கு ரூ. 17 லட்சம் மதிப்பிலான கூடைப்பந்து மைதானத்தையே கட்டித்தந்துள்ளார் தந்தை ஒருவர். சென்னையில் நடந்துள்ள இந்த சம்பவம், குழந்தைகளின் பெற்றோரை ஒரு பங்குதாரர் போல பாவிக்கும் ஒரு சில பள்ளிகளின் மனோநிலையை எடுத்துக்காட்டுவதாக விளங்குகிறது.
சென்னை கீழ்ப்பாகத்தில் உள்ள மிகப்பிரபலமான பள்ளி அது. அந்த பள்ளியில் தனது குழந்தைக்கு எல்.கே.ஜி., சீட் கேட்டுச் சென்றுள்ளார் சீனிவாசன் (பெயர் மாற்றப்பட்டுள்ளது). சீட்டும் கிடைத்துள்ளது. பிரதிபலான அந்த தந்தை செய்து கொடுத்தது ரூ. 7 லட்சம் மதிப்பிலான கம்ப்யூட்டர் லேப். இதே போல், சென்னை மயிலாப்பூரில் உள்ள பள்ளி ஒன்றிற்கு தனது குழந்தையின் அட்மிஷனுக்காக சென்ற தந்தை அப்பள்ளிக்கு இலவசமாக (?) செய்து கொடுத்திருப்பது ரூ. 17 லட்சம் மதிப்பிலான கூடைப்பந்தாட்ட மைதானம்.

பெற்றோர்களின் இந்த செயல், எந்த வழியிலாவது பள்ளியில் தங்களது குழந்தைகளை சேர்த்து விட வேண்டும் என்ற பெற்றோரின் எண்ணத்தை காட்டுகிறதா அல்லது தங்களது பள்ளியில் குழந்தைகளை சேர்ப்பதற்காக என்ன வேண்டுமானாலும் கேட்டுப்பெறலாம் என்ற பள்ளிகளின் மனோபாவத்தை காட்டுகிறா என்பதை யோசித்து பார்க்க வேண்டும். பல லட்சம் செலவு செய்தாவது, நகரில் உள்ள மிகப்பிரபலமான பள்ளியில் தங்களது குழந்தைகளை சேர்த்து விட சில பெற்றோர்கள் தயாராகவே இருக்கின்றனர். இவர்களுக்காகவே டொனேஷன், காபிடேஷன் பீஸ் என்ற பெயர்களை கூறி வந்த பள்ளிகள் இப்போது “அறிவிக்கப்பட்ட பங்களிப்பு” (இன்பார்ம்டு கான்டிரிபியூஷன்) மற்றும் “திரும்பப்பெறும் முதலீடு” ( ரிடர்னபிள் இன்வெஸ்ட்மென்ட்) என புதுப்புது பெயர்களில் பணத்தை வசூல் செய்து வருகின்றனர்.
இதுகுறித்து கல்வியாளர் மாலதி கூறுகையில், தங்களது குழந்தைகளை பள்ளியில் சேர்ப்பதற்காக மட்டுமல்லாது, குழந்தைகள் தங்களது கல்வியை முடிக்கும் வரையில் அவர்களுக்கும் பள்ளிக்கும் இடையேயான தொடர்பு நல்லபடியாக நீடிக்க வேண்டும் என்பதற்காக, பெற்றோர் அளிக்கும் பரிசே இது என்கிறார்.

சென்னை தனியார் பள்ளி நிர்வாகி ஒருவர் கூறுகையில், மற்ற துறைகள் போல் அல்லாமல், கல்வித்துறையில் பரிந்துரை என்பது அதிகமான பணத்தைப்பெறுவதற்காகவே தெரிவிக்கப்படுகின்றதே அன்றி குறைவாகப்பெற அல்ல என சிலாகித்துள்ளார்.
தனியார் பள்ளிகளில் கூடுதல் கட்டணம் வசூலிப்பதை தடுக்கும் விதமாக, மத்திய மனிதவள மேம்பாட்டுத்துறை அமைச்சகம் சட்டம் கொண்டு வந்துள்ள நிலையில், பணப்பரிமாற்றத்திற்காக பள்ளிகளுடன் சேர்ந்து புதுப்புது வழிகளை கண்டறிய பெற்றோர்கள் தற்போது முயன்று கொண்டிருக்கிறார்கள். சில பள்ளிகளில் பெற்றோர்களை பள்ளிகளின் பங்குதாரர்களாகவே பாவிக்கும் நிலையும் உள்ளது.

இதுகுறித்து ஷீலா (பெயர் மாற்றப்பட்டுள்ளது) என்பவர் கூறுகையில், “எனது இரு குழந்தைகளை பள்ளியில் சேர்ப்பதற்காக இருவருக்கும் தலா ரூ. 1 லட்சம் வீதம் ரூ. 2 லட்சம் செலவு செய்தேன். அவர்களுக்காக சேமித்தேன். அவர்களுக்காக செலவு செய்தேன். இதனால் நான் ஒன்றும் இழக்கவில்லை” என்கிறார்.
தற்போதைய நிலவரப்படி, சென்னையில் உள்ள சிறந்த பள்ளிகளில் எல்.கே.ஜி.,யில் குழந்தைகளை சேர்ப்பதற்கு ரூ. 4 லட்சம் வரை டொனேஷன் கேட்கப்படுகிறது. இதே இரண்டாம் நிலை நகரங்களான மதுரை, திருப்பூர் போன்ற ஊர்களில் ரூ. 20 ஆயிரம் முதல் ரூ. 75 ஆயிரம் வரை கேட்கப்படுவதாக கூறப்படுகிறது. சில இடங்களில் பெற்றோர்களிடம் ரூ. 1 லட்சம் வரை வட்டியில்லா கடனாக பெற்று, அக்குழந்தை பள்ளியை விட்டுச் செல்லும் போது மீண்டும் வழங்கும் நடைமுறையும் உள்ளதாக கூறுகின்றனர். இதற்காகவே தங்களுக்கு தேவையான பணத்தின் அளவைப் பொறுத்து சில நிர்வாக இடங்களை ஒதுக்கி வைத்து விடுவதாகவும் கூறப்படுகிறது. ஒருபுறம், நாட்டில் கல்வியின் தரம் குறைந்து விட்டதாக ஜனாதிபதி பிரணாப் முகர்ஜி இன்று நடந்த நிகழ்ச்சி ஒன்றில் வருத்தப்பட்டு பேசிய நிலையில், மறுபுறம் நம் நாட்டில் கல்வி எங்கே செல்கிறது என்ற கேள்வி மனிதில் எழுவதையும் தடுக்க முடியவில்லை.

Look What Is Brewing!!!!!

  • Madras Coffee House. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
    The HinduMadras Coffee House. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
  • A Kaapi Cheenu kiosk. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
    The HinduA Kaapi Cheenu kiosk. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
  • Kaapi Kudil. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
    The HinduKaapi Kudil. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
  • An Idli Vilas kiosk. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao
    The HinduAn Idli Vilas kiosk. Photo: R. Shivaji Rao

source::: The Hindu… story by Anusha Parthasarathy…

Natarajan

Filter kapi in cool kiosks? That’s the USP of new-age entrepreneurs who’ve jumped on to the beverage bandwagon. Anusha Parthasarathy tracks down some success stories

After the recent outbreak of cappuccinos, expressos and lattes, Chennai’s beloved filter coffee is back with a bang in trendy, on-the-go kiosks. It is no longer confined to a few hotels or the halcyon memories of those who sat sipping them on thinnais, but comes in take away cups with Indian snacks to accompany.

Madras Coffee House was started two years ago when two friends wanted to drink coffee and didn’t know where to go. “Kumaravelan and I love filter coffee and found that it was too expensive in hotels. We don’t frequent tea shops and wanted something priced in between, offering good quality, hygienic coffee,” says Prasanna Venkatesh.

And so, Madras Coffee House opened its first kiosk at Chennai One IT Park in Perungudi, offering authentic filter coffee. “This was in June 2010,” says Prasanna, “and now we have eight stand-alone outlets and another eight in tie-up with a popular sweet shop.” The outlets are at Express Avenue, T. Nagar, Avadi with more coming up at Valluvar Kottam and Central Station.

Filter coffee on-the-go

Kaapi Cheenu in Alwarpet has a similar story. “When I was doing my MBA in Ahmedabad, I ran the student-run retail store there. After a while, I was fed up with tea and got my own percolator to make coffee. Soon, people began asking me for it and it became a huge hit on the campus. When I passed out I wanted to start something similar here. The kiosk model appealed to me because you usually never get filter coffee on-the-go,” says Manu Srinivas aka Cheenu.

Targeting colleges and corporates is Kaapi Kudil, a venture of Concepto Delicacies. K. Gurunathan, director, says “When you think of this city, the first thing that comes to your mind is filter coffee. But it’s a dying tradition and you don’t get to taste this coffee anywhere except in a few hotels. We’re trying to bring those homemade flavours and use no chicory in our coffee. We have three outlets so far and are targeting 20 by June next year. We’re also looking at a highway restaurant model in the future. ”

Idli Vilas on R.K. Salai had a tea and coffee kiosk even before it opened as a restaurant. “We just let the kiosks stay since they were doing well,” says R. Marimuthu, the manager. “People told us it was convenient since those just stopping by for coffee needn’t step in and wait for the order.”

Manu, on the other hand, has just one outlet and hopes to expand soon. Kaapi Cheenu’s kiosk, resembles an old Kumbakonam house with its thoon (pillar), thinnai (pyol) and tiled roof.

Idli Vilas’ kiosks open in the wee hours of the morning and serve till late at night. “We start getting customers from as early as 6.30 a.m. Joggers, walkers and others come for their morning dose,” says Marimuthu. “The coffee station closes at 11 p.m. We get about 600 customers a day at our kiosks.”

And it’s not just coffee on the menu. “We serve some tea, cookies, puffs and samosas as well,” says Prasanna. Cheenu’s kiosk offers four kinds of vadai, rosemilk and some beverages. “Our coffee is also customised,” says Manu.

Kaapi Kudil also offers panagarkandu pal, sukku coffee and vazhaipoo vadai,” says Gurunathan.

Parents or the Pot of Gold !!!!

source:::: a thought provoking article by DR.V.SRINIVAS in THE HINDU highlighting the present day situation in many homes in India .. But who is responsible for this?….In most of the cases , it is the parents who are running after their children right from the day of PRE KG and LKG and mould the child”s mental makeup for pursuing the higher studies at an unknown alien land rather than encouraging their kids to understand the strength and value system of our own motherland education and career in our own home land !!!!. SO there is no point in blaming the children who after all look always to their parents for all guidance and support.

Natarajan

Sunday ward rounds are always a leisurely and relatively stress-free activity for a geriatrician like me. My main purpose today is to get consent from Mr. Krishnan. His wife, Padma, has a large bowel growth and needs surgery soon. He is aged 78 and she is 73 and live on their own. Murali, their son, has been known to me for two decades and, no prizes for guessing, is a U.S. resident. I was hoping that he would come soon, enabling us to go ahead with treatment. Mr. Krishnan has early dementia and Parkinson’s disease — not the fittest person to look after a post-operative elderly patient.

My heart sank with one look at Mr. Krishnan. He looked forlorn and dejected. “Looks like he is not coming — some important project deadline. So I will have to go it alone. Do you think I will manage?”

The very question I did not want to hear, but the patient’s health does not permit luxuries. “It is ok, we will arrange for some help after discharge and I will also drop in if required.”

Mr. Krishnan looked marginally better but still the dejection remained. “Why do you think we are in this situation — is there anything that we did not do well, wrong priorities, maybe? Or, is it just our bonding that went awry? Do you see people like us daily?” he paused and added, “Oh, I hope not — we don’t want people like us to be in this situation.”

I was getting a little edgy. “No, Mr. Krishnan, unfortunately you are just a prototype elderly of modern Chennai or for that matter any metro. There are a lot of people who are in a similar situation and unfortunately there are a lot of people much worse.”

Mr. Krishnan persisted, “How do you deal with these helpless souls?”

I sounded rather paternalistic, “Well, we are here to help them!” I know only too well that it is a recurrent nightmare for someone like me. A sick person in the hospital with no next of kin to discuss issues and we have to make all tricky decisions with enormous adverse repercussions. It has always been a puzzle that many people choose to live abroad leaving the elderly parents in their homeland. It is certainly a significant sociological phenomenon impacting adversely many issues of health care of the elderly.

This has led to the mushrooming of old-age homes, or euphemistically christened gated communities, and also services aimed at home care for the elderly. A recent ruling by the government making it compulsory for children to look after their parents makes one wonder at the need for such a high level intervention. One feels ashamed to be an Indian with our much touted cultural values and respect for elders.

Mr. Krishnan must have heard my thoughts as he interjected, “So you think we did not do anything wrong to get into this situation?

With a deep sigh, I told him that we as parents all have to share the responsibility for this sad situation.

“I wish you recall the days when your children were going to school. We were only talking about the U.S. and the U.K. as the places to be, the places where you earned well! More important, you could proudly claim in any family function that your son was pursuing studies in Wharton or Kellogg school. We did not feel bad about wearing T- shirts with ‘I love New York’ written boldly on it.

There was the mad rush to the IIT, a stepping stone to go to the U.S., not among all, but in a significant percentage. The convenient excuse we gave to our friends and relatives was that there were no appropriate jobs here in India. Perhaps, that was true to some extent then but we never attempted sincerely to get a job here. It certainly never occurred to us parents that youngsters should try and build the nation to the level that made us proud.

After all, this is our motherland we are talking about. For us, MIT meant only the one in Boston, not the one at Chromepet! Our kids grew in such biased environs and not surprisingly they looked down on our nation and us. The western media and Hollywood did not help us either.

Mr. Krishnan was softer this time: “Well, maybe it is partly our fault, but what about these smart young chaps? They are mature enough to realise the drawbacks of living in a foreign country. They want to get back when the daughter starts dating foreigners and whenever there is recession, they think of the support of family and friends here. But nowhere in these equations are parents included. After all, we sacrificed so much for their education and well-being. Don’t you think it is totally unjustified?”

I smiled wryly: “Certainly, that is beyond debate. But is there anything we can do about it now? I think what can’t be cured has to be endured! Please remember there are still a lot of families where the children coordinate and take turns to look after the parents financially and otherwise. And without hurting your sentiments, I may add that the work ethics are different here, there seems to be a decent level of meritocracy in those countries and more avenues for personal and professional development in many fields. So each individual perhaps has to look at his comfort level and decide on this tricky issue.

Mr. Krishnan was not impressed. “Perhaps, it is a curse that we should suffer in silence and alone when we need people most. Can’t blame you for these. Hope you have planned well for your future!”

I thought he noted my fast receding hairline and, feeling a little depressed, I said: “I hope I have! Only time can tell. Sorry to have talked like that to you. I personally feel that we should think on a broader basis, perhaps each person has a reason to be abroad, however flimsy it may look to you. But there can be no excuse whatsoever for abandoning the care of parents in exchange for a career growth or financial gains. They should realise that without the hard work and affection of parents, no child could hope to grow! And most important, the mutual emotional support and bonding have no financial equivalent!”

Mr. Krishnan smiled for the first time this morning: “Can’t blame you — you have always been diplomatic! Anyway, are you going anywhere today?”

“Well, yes I have to take my grandson to his IIT tuition class at 10.”

“Oh, another IIT-ian in the making? How old is he?”

“He is already six years!” I rushed towards the exit.

(Dr.V. Srinivas, MD, MRCP (UK), has a diploma in Geriatric Medicine (U.K.). He is founder of the Chennai Geriatrics Centre, Adyar, Chennai. His email ID is svas99@yahoo.com)

Keywords: Elderly care, geriatrics, senior citizens, elderly persons, health care for elderly, social security, old age homes

FIRST LINE BEACH….CHENNAI….A ROAD WITH BANKING HISTORY…

SOURCE…ARTICLE BT SHRI.V.SRIRAM …HISTORIAN OF CITY….

FIRST LINE BEACH….AN IMPORTANT LAND MARK OF CHENNAI HOUSING MANY BANKS AND COMMERCIAL HOUSES AND CUSTOM HOUSE HAS GOT ITS OWN HISTORY…. HISTORY OF MADRAS WILL BE INCOMPLETE WITHOUT A MENTION OF FIRST LINE BEACH!!!!

PL READ FURTHER ABOUT THIS HISTORIC ROAD …ROAD CONNECTED TO BANKING HISTORY…

NATARAJAN

First Line Beach, or Rajaji Salai, is the road that starts off from Fort St George and carries on to Royapuram. It is a long stretch, with a series of impressive buildings on the left and the port on its right. In its time, it was THE most important road of the city, for its commercial strength and therefore clout was immense. The business establishments on the left were responsible for the port on the right and when the port became established it further strengthened the businesses on the left. It was a symbiotic relationship that lasted a good 150 years at least and several historic buildings have survived to tell that tale.
The story of First Line Beach really begins with Customs House and Bentinck’s Building (present Singaravelar Maligai). Prior to 1798, goods from ships were offloaded opposite Fort St George and the Customs Office was located within the Fort. It was in that year that Edward, Second Lord Clive, in his capacity as Governor decided that the Customs needed a building of their own, outside the Fort.
First Line Beach was then just a beach, it was then the equivalent of the Marina for Black (now George) Town and people used to flock there in the evenings. The merchants of Fort St George, under increasing pressure to leave its protective walls and set up business outside, had already seen the commercial possibilities of this stretch and work had begun in 1793 on what was to be the new Business Exchange – Bentinck’s Buildings. It was next to it therefore that Customs House was built, from 1798 onwards. With that there was no looking back for First Line Beach. The beach vanished and in its place came up a fine commercial district.
Bentinck’s Buildings was home to the first merchants, all British. Next to it came up certain appurtenances such a stationery store, which still survives as the Government Stationery Depot. All the godowns were close by and these, going by their character, gave their names to streets such as Godown Street and Bunder Street. But by 1817, the merchants were becoming bigger than the facilities that Bentinck’s Buildings could provide. They began building headquarters for themselves on the same stretch and moved out. From 1817 to 1862, Bentinck’s Building housed the Supreme Court of Madras and then till 1892 it housed the High Court. From then on it became the Collectorate of Madras (and now Chennai). The old building was demolished in the 1990s and replaced by the Singaravelar Maligai. Outside it stands a small remnant – a cupola that once housed a statue of Lord Cornwallis, which is now inside the Fort Museum.
The big names in Madras business by 1817 were three – Parry, Binny and Arbuthnot. Each built its offices in the vicinity. Parry, established in 1798, identified its space as early as 1801. It became Parry’s Corner for this was land’s end. At that time there was no First Line Beach and during high tide, the water practically lapped Parry’s walls. The property was purchased in 1803 and over the years an Indo-Saracenic edifice came up, known as Dare House, named after Thomas Parry’s successor – JW Dare. Dare House was completely demolished and rebuilt in the then prevalent art-deco style between 1938 and 1940. It remains a handsome landmark even now.
Binny built their offices a few blocks away on Armenian Street and so we will not focus on them, beyond mentioning that it was in that office in 1836 that a few merchants got together to found the Madras Chamber of Commerce, now the second-oldest such body in the whole of India.
Arbuthnot came on the scene in the early 1800s and by the 1850s had built its handsome classical edifice on First Line Beach, separated by a street, named Arbuthnot Street, from Bentincks Building. In its time it appeared that nothing could stop Arbuthnot. The firm grew and grew until a sensational crash in 1906 which left thousands insolvent. Out of its ashes emerged the Indian Bank, founded and run by Indians, as opposed to Arbuthnot which was British. Indian Bank in turn purchased Arbuthnots’ headquarters and functioned from there till 1970 when it had the structure demolished and put up its present multi-storey building.
By the 1850s, work on a kind of port for Madras had begun, opposite First Line Beach. That is a long and involved story that needs to be told in full later. But the location of the port and so many successful businesses soon meant that railways, post and telegraph and banking had to soon come to First Line Beach. And they did in full measure.
On 1st July 1856, India’s second oldest and South India’s first railway station opened for business. This was at Royapuram, at the northern end of First Line Beach. The railway line, run by the Madras Railway Company (MRC), connected Royapuram to Arcot. It expanded over time, with its headquarters being a beautiful classical building that now lies derelict next to the Royapuram Station. In 1907, the MRC was merged with the Southern Mahratta Railway, becoming the M&SM Railway. It shifted its office to near Central Station and Royapuram waned in importance. The station is now restored and there is talk of reviving it as an important junction.
Postal services may have begun in Madras in 1786, but the head post office remained within Fort St George till 1870. Then in moved to the Mercantile Bank Building on First Line Beach. In 1874, land was identified for a GPO on the same road. To a magnificent design by Robert Fellowes Chisholm, work began and was completed in 1884. This was also the Central Telegraph Office and functions as GPO even now.
Surprising though it may seem now, India did not have one central bank till 1920. Each of the Presidencies had their own banks which could print and issue currencies. The Bank of Madras fulfilled that role and had its own handsome premises on First Line Beach, designed by Henry Irwin and built by Thatikonda Namberumal Chetty in 1895. The Bank of Madras merged into the Imperial Bank of India when it was formed as the central bank in 1921. This in 1955 became the State Bank of India. The SBI continues to function from the Bank of Madras Building.
Another building that reminds us of old banking history is the office of the Hong Kong and Shanghai Banking Corporation, earlier known as the Mercantile Bank building. The Chartered Mercantile Bank of India began business in Madras in 1854 and became the Mercantile Bank of India in 1893. It moved into the present building in 1923 and later merged into the HSBC which still retains the old façade.
There is much more to tell about First Line Beach and so let us look at it in subsequent updates…
Sriram V
The writer is a well known historian of the city