Just another day?

The Sun rears its orangey hue over the horizon. Yet another new day dawns. The Sun does not know it is starting a new horizon. It performs its preordained duty, firing nuclear fusion reactions on its surface. It is the round Earth that revolves around the Sun. The Earth does not know a new day has begun. It just revolves counterclockwise on its axis. It has multiple new dawns at its manufactured latitudes. It neither knows where it started nor its point of reference. A series of celestial accidents brought it to be with its speed and its faithful lunar companion.

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I am Margazhi among months!

When I was young, I was taught that the Tamil month of Margazhi (Dhanur Maas, Margashira) in mid-December was inauspicious. That was why weddings were not held in Margazhi but in the month preceding, Kaarthikai and the month following, Thai. In fact, the adage 'தை பிறந்தால் வழி பிறக்கும்' (ways open up when the month Thai is born), convinced us that good things only happen in Thai - Thaipusam and Thai Ponggal. Thaipusam celebrations are to venerate Lord Murugan for defeating the demon king, Padmasooran. Ponggal is a harvest festival to appreciate Nature's interplay that sustains us.

Then I heard a Kannadasan song composition classic from the movie 'Paava Manippu' (பாவமன்னிப்பு) named 'Kaalangil Aval Vasantham' (காலங்களில் அவள் வசந்தம்). In that song, the hero describes all his beau's excellent traits. If she were a flower, she would be jasmine; if she were a bird, she would be a dove and so on. He goes on to say if she were the month in the calendar, she would be Margazhi. Then it struck me. Perhaps Margazhi was a cold month, perfect to describe the lover, but it was inconvenient to come to attend relatives' weddings. I was happy with that explanation. For the same reason, delivery in August was not preferable as it was the height of summer. With the heat and all, puerperal sepsis must have been a real problem.

Now, I am hearing new things, which gives a big jolt to my contentment thus far.

Krishna declared Margazhi a special month. In fact, he described himself as Margazhi among months (Masanam Margasirso hum). So, it was not a figment of the Great Poet Kannadasan's imagination. It is in Margazhi that the Sun begins to move northward. When one looks at the direction of the Sun, one is looking at the direction of the Galaxy's centre. It is a special time for prayers. Early mornings in this month are ideal for spiritual practices. Shaivites and Vaishvanites have recitals of their scriptures. On the 11th day of the growing moon, Vaikunda Ekathasi is celebrated. It is believed that one of the doors to Vishnu's abode, Vaikundam, is open for serious Vishnu worshippers.

With so much going on in this auspicious month, waking up early to uplift mind and knowledge, there is no time for worldly duties like officiating weddings.

Milky Way Galaxy with our Sun in the Orion Arm – the Local Arm

https://bharathgyanblog.wordpress.com/2024/12/08/why-does-sri-krishna-refer-to-himself-as-margashira-month/

Kaalangalil Aval Vasantham

(the part about Margazhi is Bhagavad Gita derived,

not Kannadasan's imagination)

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Not our crowning glory

COVID-19?
jumping species or wannabe predator??

Is it funny that every time Man thinks that he has it all figured out, Nature (or fate if you like to call it) just jolts him back to reality? Like Will E Coyote and his spanking new latest invention from ACME Corporation, it just falls flat and blows right on his face again and again, and Roadrunner always goes scot-free, scooting off yet again, screeching "beep..beeep!" 

The latest viral scare of COVID-19 (Coronavirus Disease 2019) just opens up our vulnerability. All the so-called foolproof systems that we had installed are just scribblings on the sand - they cannot withstand the test of time. And they are so porous. We thought we had all the arsenal that could not only not annihilate our enemies but ourselves in the process too. All these are useless in combating our electron-microscopic size enemy. We are literally crippled by an unseen offending foe. All the King's horses and the King's men cannot put our peace of mind together at least for now. 

In the 1990s, our leaders were hellbent on embracing globalisation. They argued that we were heading to a borderless world where physical borders were an illusion. Commerce transcended boundaries, and we should welcome it with open arms. No one could live in isolation. Now, see what is happening. Countries are scurrying to close the borders as not only diseases spread like wildfire, refugees who bungled up their own nation are clawing through the immigration gates displaying their victim card. Many have opted for self-isolation to keep their people safe.

Over-dependence on particular countries for supplies and over-concentration of the supply chain from a specific region has not been a smart move after all. It looks like when China sneezes, the whole world may get pneumonia.

The democratisation of flying made travelling no more an activity of the bourgeois. Now, everyone could fly. With it came secondary industries and opening of new regions and tourists attractions. Unfortunately, the concept of open skies also opened the Pandora box of international subversive activities and seamless flow of problems. At the time of writing the tagline of one of the most popular low-cost airlines has changed from 'Everyone can Fly' to 'No one wants to Fly' or 'Nowhere to Fly'.

We thought the world wide web of interconnectivity was going to transform the world into a utopia of a knowledge-based society,  well-informed consumers and broad-thinking creative communities. How naive we were. What we have are fake news of questionable authenticity and a band of fist thumping keyboard warriors who type away their hate speeches under the cloak of anonymity without a thought of the effects of their actions. 

Generations before us grew up without any exchange of physical touch or public display of affection. In some societies, physical touch between unmarriageable kins was frowned upon. With open-mindedness, bodily contacts by handshakes, hugging and pecking became the norm. Come SARS, MERS-CoV and now COVID-19, and we are back to our traditional ways of salutations - bowing and placing of own palms together; fear of transmission of pathogens.

Just a thought...

The mighty Chinese armada used to travel to the four corners of the globe. They are said to have 'discovered' the Americas even before Columbus' alternate route to India. But then everything stopped. The Ming Dynasty decided to opt for a closed-door policy of the world. Even the Japanese kingdoms underwent a similar transformation. Was the spread of disease the reason for this move?

(Nerd Alert: Corona is Latin for Crown. Corona also refers to the gaseous accumulation around the Sun (which looks like a crown enveloping the Sun), mainly around its equator. Did you know that there is a field of study dedicated to studying the Sun called Solar Science (Helioseismology)? The suffix 'seismology' is used here because Solar Scientists principally study it via the oscillations of sound waves (?Om - ௐ, ॐ etc.) that are continuously driven and damped by convection near the Sun's surface. One of the puzzling thing about the Sun is that the Corona is hotter than the Sun surface by a factor of 150 to 400. The Corona can reach temperatures of 1 to 3 million Kelvin.)