Colourful Heart Thought Short Stories by MUTHUKUMARAN P (best pdf ebook reader for android .txt) 📕

13.Temples Becoming Industrial Halls

The city of Chennai is always bustling. Humans who act like machines. It is a city where both men and women work tirelessly. Not all humans have a hunger for agility. My name is Ravi, and I am from the Southern District of Tamil Nadu. I have been living in Chennai for the last several years.

I am working in a private company. I have a lot of godliness. Whatever I start with, I will start with the worship of God. I used to go to the Amman temple near where I live every week.

Goddess is a very powerful Sami. When I went to the temple in the early days, when I went near the temple gate, the shopkeepers in the area would tie the knot and compete to buy from me, but they would say everything was too expensive.

I used to go to the temple every week and get used to a shop on a regular basis. I will buy everything from them whenever I go, and all the items will be at a fair price. Once inside the temple there are three ways to see the Goddess One Is the Dharma Darshan and the other is the paid Darshan for fifty rupees and the third VIP Darshan.

I will go to Dharmadarsana if the crowd is less, I will go to Dharma Darshan if the crowd is more. All the shrines in the temple will be given a separate homage if it is placed on a plate otherwise it will get a different reception. The money will be given and the lighting will be given with respect.

Going into the temple in the early days I did not understand that much but day by day everything became clear. Many places in the temple precincts ask for money. A woman and a twenty-three-year-old respectable woman stood near the Murugan shrine of the temple and asked if I could help my girl get married and I sympathized that it was a sin in the early days.

From there I went to the next shrine where a woman asked me if I could take the fold for not having a baby and I sympathized with that. If you go outside the sanctuary, the monk and the beggars can leave something for them.

I went back to the temple the next week and as usual Sami darshan as usual all the events took place everywhere. I bought the fork at the shop inside the temple and then the woman who asked for the fold that was married bought the fork. At the time I was skeptical of them. The real thing I suspected was that they found out through the important person that they were cheaters.

I see this when I go every week, but I don’t put money into it.

I think in my mind, if we put a dharsanam on one side of the temple, we will notice the special pits on the other side. It is heartbreaking that the temple has become such a place of business.

For me I will say Goddess is very powerful. Whatever we think it all happens will bring peace of mind. So, I will not go to the temple anytime. I have often wondered how so many mistakes happen in the presence of such a powerful Sami that those who make mistakes do not understand the courage.

I went to the temple because devotion aside I knew what was going on in the community and how people were acting without it. Even in the temple I could see the importance of money as a profession. It is very sad to see so many people selling their conscience and acting for money. Some people work hard and engage in disgusting activities. They act without fear of God. Temples need to be transformed into a place of making money like this. There are so many temples like this all need to be modified. We need to change the temples that are turning into industries and correct those who do it and those who promote it.

14.Human Life Like the Moon

We all see the moon appearing in the sky and admire its beauty and paint it in different ways. Why many poets write poetry and quotes in so many ways. But no one sees the other side of how much misery there is for that beautiful moon. All we know is its beauty.

Like the moon is the life of many in the present age. Many are living by showing false beauty to the outside world by carrying so much misery for the sake of others. In today's modern world no one cares about anyone who travels selfishly if they live well with comfort swells. So, no one knows about the suffering of others, and no one wants to know. The lives of many people look as beautiful as the moon when viewed from the outside, but they are not visible to anyone on the other side, and they do not want to say it and others do not want to know.

The beauty moon goes full moon for some days and half-moon for some days and does not appear for many days, but no one cares to think big about it. The reason for this is that the true position of the moon is known only to the stars that guard it and the sky that carries it. Just like how a mother and father understand the true condition of a child.

That is how the true position of many human beings is known only to the close relationship that travels with them and to the true close friendship that befalls them. Usually those who see it from the outside only know their beautiful life.

. There will be a tragedy behind every beauty. Man must keep in mind that this is how the Lord gives the flower all its beauty and fragrance and finally ends its life in one day. Our beauty will amaze onlookers but will only make us weaker on one side. It may be better to think big about we and paint more to make others proud but it’s difficult only for those who live to know.

We who admire the beauty of the moon from many angles must also be aware of its tragedy. We describe the beauty of the moon in many ways and use the light available through it. And many make money by writing poetry and quotes, but the moon does not gain anything from us and we do not think about it and do not worry.

There are so many human beings in this world. Benefit others and receive everything they get through it but forget the way it came and those who caused it. The fake beauty life that is like the moon should be transformed into a human life in the future, a human life that has forgotten humanity. Only then can we escape from deadly diseases like corona. Life will prosper and prosper.

15. Punishment in Old Age for A Mistake Made in Youth

The incident happened as a child in the village where I lived. The story of the elder who was near my house. He was a teenager when I was a boy. She dresses for body slick and clothes with modern style. At that age he had all the bad habits. Also, king of cigarette smoking.

If the bundle of material, he is carrying is knotted he will not sleep and will carry it only if it is in the bag with the innovative decanter. The one who loves the most innovation. He will watch all the movies coming to the screen immediately. Anyone interested in many sports has bought many prizes. The one who loves hairstyles the most.

More passionate about women. He was married and had relations with many women regardless of who he was even though he had a wife. Since he was near my house, I kept a close watch on all his movements. He flew the flag in the arrogance of not having played the blood-curdling game in his youth.

For me adolescence he began to age. His body relaxed but the desires did not diminish. Aging began to plague him, and he suffered from a chronic stomach ailment due to the mistakes he had made in adolescence, so he could not eat and vomited for a while.

He was inconvenienced by his wife and children. He suffered greatly from physical abuse and suffered untold misery. Several days passed like this but his illness did not end and increased so one day he became depressed and committed suicide by hanging himself on the fan when he saw no one at home. This is what our ancestors used to say, do in the morning, and come in the afternoon. He was sentenced in old age for the mistakes he had made in his youth.

16. Tamil Language is Our Life

He was born in the village of Kulippirai in the Pudukottai district where the Tamil language is played. I am currently living in Chennai for work. I lived in the countryside for most of my youth. Because my father's business was based in the village.

I said all my school courses were in Tamil. Tamil may seem difficult to read but an idea may have many words but the beauty in it is unmatched by any other language. The English-medium school at the time I was studying looked like one fig tree after another. In those days, studying in an English school was of great value. If I studied in the same Tamil way, I would feel inferior.

English was proudly spoken of as the knowledge of beauty and is still spoken today. As time went on, I finished my schooling. I started running in search of colleges to study further. At that time, it was said that the English way, but the exam papers can be written in anything in English and Tamil is still the case in many universities today. But the college I first joined was autonomous the year I joined so from that year Tamil was put to an end and all subjects except Tamil were made compulsory to study and write in English only.

Many students at the college could not study in English as their schooling was in Tamil and joined the nearby Tamil Way College. But I had no choice but to study hard. I took the training exam in three months of joining the college in which I got a very low mark in zoology film and my professor named JK bought me, and my friend Muruganandam whitewashed enough to text well. I will never forget him who started reading with a smile that day and got the first mark after all. My friend will still remember the incident when I contacted him, and he will tell you that the question he asked is to go somewhere in life study. I have survived in the English world today because I studied English under the compulsion of that college.

We beat out the English, but they still have some customs and language saying that they are civilized. We become addicted to them and insult the Tamil mother tongue. In most places they are ridiculed for speaking in Tamil. Please think about it. We live for ourselves and not for others.

We need to care about language as well as how we eat and dress what we like. Avoid thinking that the mother tongue Tamil is inferior. I also once thought that speaking English was better than speaking Tamil but today, I feel that it is wrong.

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