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Showing posts with label myself. Show all posts

10 September 2026

Morning miracle

 On 8 September 2026, the birthday of Mother Mary, three miracles happened in my own personal life: 

  1. I woke up (thanks be to God, for the gift of life!) 
  2. I woke up, by myself, without the alarm ringing (that has rarely happened!) 
  3. I woke up, by myself, in time for Mass (that's the real miracle!)


Values and context in Vocation Promotion

 For quite some time a thought has been doing the rounds in my own mind, with regard to vocation promotion.  In particular, vocation promotion by myself, close at home!  I've been asking myself if I'd feel comfortable and confident to invite my own nephew or niece to join the Salesians, as a Priest or Brother and Sister.  

To be honest, I am neither comfortable nor confident in offering that invitation.  Nonetheless, I would still not mind speaking about this possibility to them, but with a rider: Join, only if you are willing to be true to your basic values and not fold up to the pressures which are in plenty and enticing too!  

Looking back and counting my blessings, especially those which have helped me keep myself steady and strong, I count the values inculcated in me by my parents and the context in which this was done as one of the most powerful one. While my parents hard work and determination was inspirational, their struggles were not hidden from my brother and I.  Their example and the financial situation of the times helped me grow without being shy of engaging in hard manual work.  

While I have no doubt about the values my nephew and niece witness at home, I seriously wonder if they are used to living a hard difficult life, not just without moaning about it, but joyfully embracing it as an opportunity for growth. That they may actually embrace the challenge is a possibility; but I also fear our present comfort level in the religious life is too enticing and tempting. 

I also need to remind myself that a vocation is initially God's call. So He who calls, also equips! 

03 September 2026

Responsibility

 Some old friends who meet after a long gap, or those who care about me most, knowing my present responsibility in the Province, at times ask how is it going?  

Like every responsibility, this role too has its ups and downs. But I firmly believe and have lived out this responsibility like every and any other responsibility I've taken up.  This task is no different or special to me.  I've never craved for position or honour; so I don't have to constantly carry that burden of retaining the post or seeking approval.  But love giving tasks I take up, my best - at least most of the times! 

So, honestly, this role is just another of the responsibility.  I'd be giving my best, in any responsibility I would have been engaged with.  The only question I care about is, if I've giving this task my best. And that I can state, proudly, that I am! 

Having said that, one great blessing that I truly am grateful for is that due to this responsibility, I am gaining the experience of engaging in policy decision-making.  More than the decisions themselves, the rationale and the process that I let myself be guided by and what I push for.  That has been one truly great self-test.  Being able to affect policy decisions, have I let myself be guided by the heart and the head.  I'd say, more by the head than the heart.  But that is what this role demands too!  More head, than the heart.  

20 August 2026

Mode of challenging

 Two aspects I've grown and learnt over the last couple of years in this office as the Economer: 

Mood and mode of challenging: Challenging, confronting and pulling up people for various reasons is  something I was used to. In fact, everyone considered me a task-master.  That hasn't changed much.  But what has evolved is the ability to pause before jumping to action, and the self-reflection to ensure that I'm doing the confrontation for the right reasons and the good of all concerned.  The pause gives me time and space to calm myself and evaluate my reasons (not justify them).  The self-reflection has taught me to do the confrontation keeping in mind the larger picture and the greater good, rather than for the sake of 'teaching him a lesson'. Not confronting at all has not been an option for me.  But whenver I've done the confrontation right, for the right reasons, I've not had any guilt or regret.  If at all there was regret, it was mostly because I did not do the confrontation right or for the higher good; but not for the point which needed to be challenged. 

Picking my battles: Not all fights are worth the effort and energy.  If there is something that I see as the greater challenge and I can prevent that into turning out to be a major issue later, I'd prefer to use the 'word in the ear' technique rather than go out guns blazing about a smaller issue right now.  Not that the small issue at hand is right or that I do not condemn it, but if the larger good can be achieved then this small issue will automatically be taken care of or even overlooked, if the greater good is achieved.  This has helped me conserve my energy for some productive works rather than dissipate it in mere fire-fighting. 


30 July 2026

Surprising myself

 The joy of having successfully completed a task is good. But the joy of having completed a task of which you had no clue or knowledge about and which you discover so much in the process of fulfilling it, is truly great! 

Such was one of my experiences yesterday.  I observed an SMS that I received on the office phone a month ago and I could not make head or tail of it.  So began my attempt to understand what it was all about.  It was about an application that we had submitted in 2020, six years ago.  The government had not decided to act upon it and also grant a concession for completing the process within a stipulated time. It was about the Layout Regularisation Scheme (LRS) of the Telangana govt.  

Yesterday I completed the process of reducing the quoted fee by more than half.  All of this because I discovered, through a long and passionate follow up, that the calculation was wrong - although that miscalculated figure itself was far FAR below the present day rates.  

Another instance of me surprising myself!  From the classroom to the courtroom. From being a lecturer to being an administrator.  From philosophy to economics and law.  

And the journey continues! 

11 March 2026

Busy, but satisfying day

 After long - really a very long time - feel a sense of excitement about the various tasks being carried out. I think, today I practically touched every field of work that I have ever involved myself in (except Philosophy!!!).  

Almost completed a script for a 60 sec video on the theme of solar energy production, keeping in mind for a school ... in line with my own responsibility of administration. But with my media experience!  Feel good about it. Of course, the video itself is not started. But the concept, and it taking the shape of a script is greatly fulfilling. 

Then there was the issue of property tax and its nuanced loopholes and solutions as well. Great lengths of discussion and learning about it today. 

Land matters is something that is becoming something of a common topic everyday! More problems and in a way, more possibilities as well.  Talking about it with people of interest, gave me a possibility which never occurred to me before. That was exciting! 

Then there was a large chunk of the day spent on moving forward a project on digital documentation. As I confessed in my mail to all those involved, having people so excited about it and breathing down on our necks (in a very very positive manner) propels the rest of us to action.  Besides the adventure of the work itself, there is also the thrill of working with like-minded passionate people.  Oh, it is a great adrenalin boost! 

Being the economer, not a day goes by without doing some math!  So it was!  


Chalk to tapes and poles

 Today I have been discussing with various people, about various issues, legal and land matters.  It has been very diverse and complicated.  During one such conversation after supper at table, here in Vijayawada, I remembered an incident nearly four years ago. 

I had just taken charge as the Economer and one day along with Thathi and KP Mathew found myself in Mallepalli, Nalgonda. We were doing a land survey of a plot of land promised to us Salesians.  As I was assisting the surveyor, with his tape and digital pole, at one point I noticed Thathi smiling.  When asked what he was amused at, he replied, "Instead of some chalk you are now holding tapes and poles!" 

Well, at times I chuckle to myself.  From what to where have I come, in these part four years!  From being a teacher of philosophy to a financial administrator! That too with no background whatsoever about matters related to law, land, administration and finance!  That said, do I have any regrets? None at all.  Because I know what I am here for is not to do what I want to, but what God and the Congregation wants me to.  Mine is not to ask what and where, but to do with my whole heart whatever it is that is asked for the good of all, especially the young. 


03 September 2025

Measuring tapes, sewage pipelines and philosophy

 Three years ago, I was asked to take up this task of being the Economer of the Province.  At first when told, it did not make any sense to me.  All my Salesian life I was being prepared and had been working in the formation line, that too teaching Philosophy.  Now all of a sudden, one is asked to take up a task, which is astronomically miles away from teaching philosophy! 

The first time that the actual reality of taking on a totally different responsibility hit me was when measuring land at Mallepally.  Thathi was still around. It was not even a month after taking charge and both of us were at Mallelpally, assisting in the land survey.  While assisting, at one point, it was just Thathi and myself at one end of the measuring tape and he smiled. When asked what that smile meant, he replied, "Instead of a chalk you are now holding a measuring tape!" Of course, he was kidding and he knew the context even before his tenure as the Provincial. 

Even this morning was a crude reminder of the same 'change of line'. It struck me that the toilet pipeline of the second floor need not come down right to the ground level and run under the basement of the dining hall and kitchen to exit at the other end of the building.  Now that there evidently is some issue with its free flow, why break our head (again) digging up and investigating that 'underground' pipeline.  Why not run the sewage pipe along the first floor parapet and get it down at the other end of the building.  There is no toilet or bathroom on that side of the building, neither on the ground floor nor on the first floor!! 

And I said to myself, what lovely philosophical thoughts are these!!! 

That said, I hold no regrets! Being a Salesian has helped me see the great value of diversity and the utility of being a jack of all trades! 

01 September 2025

The relic of Don Bosco

 In my office I have two first degree relics of Don Bosco.  A biretta worn by Don Bosco. And half a brick from the bedroom of Don Bosco's room, at Becchi I guess. 

The biretta is worn and torn - hence needs no other verification to state that it was used by Don Bosco!!  Both these relics have been encased in a glass box.  

Usually we build a wall or room around a glass case. But in this case we have a glass case around a brick!  

Jokes apart, this particular encased set has been in my office since the time I took charge three years ago.  In fact, when I took charge, there were several religious articles in the office, which I reverently handed over to my predecessor or found a new devotee to take them in.  The only thing that 'somehow' stayed back in the office is this particular set of relics.  

When some people visit my office and they ask what it is, and hear me say what it is, they are quite taken up.  It is only at these moments that I realise the worth of these relics.  For the rest of the time, they sit in the corner of room and I carry on my work, totally oblivious of their existence in the same room. 

Nonetheless, I am beginning to realise and appreciate their presence and come to believe that Don Bosco himself is present, in a way, with me, assisting me to carry on my weird task and responsibility.  Or else, how does one explain a lecturer of philosophy handling finance and administration at this wide and large scale!  Although relegated to a corner and barely noticed or even consciously revered, I suppose these relics - and through them, Don Bosco himself - is in a way guiding and leading me. That's quite a morale booster and immense source of strength. 

22 August 2025

My mobile phone history

 After much thought and delay, I finally decided to get a new phone for myself.  This would be the second phone that I'm purchasing and the fourth one I'd be using, since the time I starting using mobile phones since 2007.  

It was when I started working as the Province Secretary that I got my first mobile in 2007. It was a Nokia handset.  And three years later when I was transferred to Kondadaba, I left the phone with my successor. 

While at Kondadaba, I decided not to get one, because there was no need. Besides, the network was very poor.  However, one of the parishoners gifted Fr KT Jose a phone and him not very comfortable to 're-learn' using a different model of the phone, preferred to get a phone of the same model and type that he was already using.  So, he passed on that Nokia (again) phone to me.  That would have been in 2011 or later. 

I had it with me till 2016. Even though the last one year of its use, the speakers had given way and I could use it only it with the wired earphones.  That was in Ramanthapur. And in 2016 when I left Ramanthapur to fly to the UK, the community gifted me with a Samsung J5 (or something of that number). 


I used that Samsung phone for most of my time in the UK. And while extensively using e-bay, came across a second hand i-phone. I bought that for GBP 42 (approximately Rs 4,000)!!! It was the iphone SE 2016 edition.  I bought it in 2021. That phone was great! Small in size and very smooth in its operations.  No wonder why people are crazy for iphones - besides the brand craze!  However, for more than a year now the battery has been draining very fast.  From recharging it thrice or four times a day, about two years ago, today I need to practically keep it for charging after every call. If not for that one single drawback, I'd be more than happy to continue using the phone. 

Given the fact that I never watch(ed) videos, or listen to music or use maps or the camera or anything fancy on any of my phones, I would say my phone use has been extensively and exclusively AS a phone - calls, documents, whatsapp and my daily alarm!! 

Today I start using my latest phone, Vivo T4x 5G.  Surprisingly I discovered that it was released on my birthday this year!!! 


23 July 2025

Jesus: In or out?

We had our monthly recollection this evening. Sitting before the Lord, in the Chapel at the Holy Spirit centre, I had the wisdom to ask the Lord, why was it that I wasn't able to plan and envision something for the next three years of my term in office.  After all, it was I who was insistent with the Council to set our priorities for the next three years.  And I was quite critical of the whole procedure and outcome. 

Looking back at the last three years as Economer, I wouldn't grade myself as having achieved anything significant.  Because I didn't set out to achieve anything grand!  I had clearly told myself when I accepted this role, that I wasn't the first, nor the last.  But I certainly would continue to be who I always strove to be.  So in that sense, I'm certainly not disappointed in what I've said or done.  

But today, talking to Jesus one thing struck me very powerfully.  Perhaps that's also got something to do with the next three years as well.  All that I've attempted is to get our basics or fundamentals right.  Of course, in finance and administration.  But I've also realised that these are still (even though our Province is more than 30 years old; and quite a few of us much more than that) found lacking.  Our financial and administrative inadequacies are not managerial, but mostly because of lacking fundamental religious values right. Or at times, human values right. Ok, I understand religious values are radically lived out human and Christian values.  And that's the main issue. 

So we are stuck in a rut.  We make no progress, because we are only going in circles, and that too at the periphery itself.  Neither deeper, nor wider!  So having a wider or grander vision is a bit of a challenge when one's foundation itself needs to be set right.  

But what touched me most, this evening, is perhaps the fact that I haven't really asked where and what does Jesus have to do with all of this.  In all my thoughts, plans, efforts He has never been part of it.  Not that He is not involved... He certainly has been blessing all our efforts and plans so very graciously. It is just that I have kept Him out.  So the question that is haunting me this evening is: what's the relevance and meaning of my religious life? Without Him being made part of my life and work, what meaning is my religious life?  Is being honest, good and hard working enough?  But for that I don't have to be a religious.  

The worst I feel is when I ask myself: Is it that I've not involved Jesus now, or that I've barely ever got him in the picture earlier as well?  

02 May 2025

Being young

Today, after a very long period, we went out as a community, to a water park.  Playing in the swimming pool, having a good time, especially on the slides, watching children and their eagerness to play in the water.  Nonetheless at some moments it struck me that young couples and children would have found it hard to understand why 'old men' like myself are also having fun!! 

In fact the realisation that I am not 'their' age, that I'm almost double the age of most of those who were there in the theme park hit me quite strong on a couple of occasions.  But that didn't make me feel any 'older'; in fact, I felt happy to realise that contrary to my bald head and greying hair, I still am quite young!! 

Thanks be to God for this grace of being and feeling young at heart; being a Salesian! That's one of the amazing quality of being a Salesian: being with the young and being so focused on them, one never ages!! 


05 February 2025

Trouble with numbers and money

Yesterday during the council meeting, the secretary fumbled at a point while reading the minutes or report.  He fumbled while reading numerical digits running into lakhs.  He was not really familiar with lakhs and crores and therefore was struggling to understand and read those numbers.  

I chuckled to myself at that moment as I was reminded of my own exact predicament when I was the secretary myself, years ago.  What amused me was not the memory of my own struggle, but the fact that I was now sitting at that very same table, 18 years later as the financial head (Economer) having to handle and read those numbers everyday!! 

Of course, not always are those lakhs and crores appearing in our bank accounts, but more often as debts and payments!!! 

11 August 2019

Beheading of St Lawrence

Yesterday was the feast of St Lawrence.  Deacon and Martyr.  My connection with this saint goes way back.  The parish from which my parents hail, from Mangalore, is the famous shrine of St Lawrence.  That's where my parents were baptised, grew up, and later got married.  My brother's middle name is Lawrence.  Even he and my sister-in-law were married at St Lawrence's.  Papa is a great devotee of St Lawrence - and perhaps, that's the greatest connection I can think of. 

And of course, there is that unforgettable incident of the cricket ball 'beheading' St Lawrence! My brother and I were so shaken by this accident! We managed, with Mum's help to stick back the head and place him back on the family altar.  That evening when Papa returned home and, as usual, went up to the altar to pray, he did not notice anything unusual.  The three of us however, breathed only after he finished his prayer!  We never told him of that incident! 

Only of late did I come to know that St Lawrence is the patron saint of comedians and cooks.  The latter I understand, given that he died being grilled - literally!  The former attribution took time for me to connect.  Comedians??  Well, only after a while it hit me, that even that is associated with his martyrdom, being roasted on fire!  It is said, that while being grilled, he said to his executioners, "This side is done. Now turn me over!"  Am not sure, how humorously did his tormentors take that, but for one to be so 'cool' when on fire and at the point of certain death, one indeed has to have lots of courage.  However, am not sure if he was that humorous during his life as well.  Would have been, I guess.  Only, haven't found any evidence for it yet! 

10 August 2019

Signposts...

This needs to be recorded, not so much for chronicling a particular point in history, but as a signpost for the future... rather, a fuller living of each moment:

Then there were these words of wisdom from another source:
What I am driving at is that you need to explore new horizons constantly, whether as part of the thesis or beyond it. Each will influence the other! Even in your readings for the PhD, what are the ideas that have caught your attention? If there are, let them lead you into unchartered territories!
...  Do not put blocks to yourself. I would say, there is nothing to discern here, except being solicitous about completing what you have started. I suggest what my doctor told me: eat well, sleep well, relax… and enjoy what you are doing.
And of course, the gentle reminder, about faith!

Thanks and prayers for all those who have been close to me in these uncertain moments of my journey! 

05 June 2019

Miners vs farmers

Just some wild imagination running amok, with all the tension of the PhD research!

Miners are not people who scratch the surface. They do deep.  Real deep.  But it is mostly in the same place.  Depth is the real matter.  Width as per need. 

The miner works mostly in the dark.  The brightest light one has for the work at hand is the helmet light - just like my table lamp.  The farmer relies on the sun!  His work does not rely on a torchlight! 

Contrast that with the farmer.  He or she is not going to go deep.  The farmer is happy with the surface and makes the most of what lies along the length and breadth of his field.  He is not too concerned if there is gold hidden deep in his field.  His treasure is what his crop produces. 

The miners culls out minerals and stones.  Those are valuable to the miner.  For the farmer his living crops are the real treasure.  Not really worth in property compared to the minerals and diamonds that are excavated from the womb of the earth, but essential for life and living. 

The former is a PhD scholar; the latter a learner!  And at any given day or time, I'd prefer to be the latter!  

17 May 2019

Fr Casarotti

Today is the birthday of Fr Mauro Casarotti, one of the great Salesians I have had the fortune of meeting and interacting - though not very closely - especially during my early years of formation.  I met him for the first time while in Nashik while studying philosophy.  He was actually based in Mumbai but would occasionally come to Nashik and hear our confessions.  I don't really remember much of the confessions I went to him for but remember very clearly his joyful presence along with us along the corridors of Divyadaan.  He was already very elderly then but he was a typical grandfather to all of us. 
As if that personal experience was not enough, I also heard about a very intense and tragic incident that happened during his term as provincial of Mumbai many years ago.  Hearing it first hand from the one who was at the centre of it all and how he truly felt Fr Casarotti's support, not as a provincial, but as a very loving and understanding father, made a great impression on me. 

I got to know him more closely when I was back in Mumbai Province for my communication studies in 2005 - just two years before he passed away.  I was in Matunga, the school community and he was in the Provincial house.  He was still working in the propaganda office of the Shrine and I did meet him once at his desk in the Shrine office.  But it was mostly as my confessor that I remember him during my year at Matunga.  I met him regularly in the provincial house in his room or in the parlour.  Still the same lively smile and welcoming spirit.  Age had only managed to bend his spine, slightly.  Nothing more!  For me he was like Fr John Lens.  The same spirit of generosity, openness, a kind of understanding that made me feel completely at home.  Even if there was any hesitation or doubt about whether I should ask him or speak to him about something, the moment I would meet him, all those hurdles would just vanish.  That was his simple presence.  The same for Fr Lens.  And I didn't have to explain things in detail or at length, they just understood me perfectly. 

Consider myself truly blessed for having met and lived in the time of such stalwarts of the Spirit and Salesian life!  

24 September 2018

Musical history

Only last night did I discover that most of my favourite music bands were from Ireland!  The Corrs, Boyzone and Westlife.  All from Ireland. 

My exposure to contemporary English music began when I was at Nashik for my Masters' in Philosophy.  Till then, it was glorious Hindi music only.  Some occasional Konkani songs which Papa played at home. But they were almost by-heart given the fact that there were a couple of which Papa liked and they were on eternal replay mode! 

The only two audio cassettes I ever bought: one of Shammi Kapoor while on a school excursion to Delhi (that was for Papa) and the second one of The Corrs while at Pune for a course at JDV.  Not sure if I bought another one, while at Kondadaba.  But if I did, it was of Westlife.  Then there were some occasional songs I liked here and there but as for these three bands, I somehow liked almost all their songs. 

That said, ABBA and Boney M. were the best!  Literally grew up listening to these songs while at home. They were in Dad's collection which he received from the German family he worked for.  

01 September 2018

Self talk

When I heard the gospel this morning, it sounded as if it was meant for me - a bit scary!  The gospel about the talents, the servants and the king.  The one who received five made five more; the one with two made two more.  The one with only one hid it and faced the wrath of the master. 

When I had a hundred and one things to do, I did them all well - at least, I think so.  Even when I had less of pressure, I still found things to do - and did them all pretty well.  Now that I have only one thing to do, I'm wondering what I'm doing.

Is it the fear of what the outcome is going to be?  Is it that I may not reach up to the expectations of others?  But who 'others'?  All those who know me, love and care about me, anyhow.  They are not looking for results to love me better.  And there is no competition as such either, that I need to strive for!  Lethargy, may be.  But why? 

04 August 2018

The old B&W TV

Last night as I hit bed, I suddenly remembered the first time we had television at home.  Can't remember the exact year but it was surely when my brother and I were in school, probably in the late 80's.  Prior to that we used to run to Sadiq's house - our neighbour who had TV and very many of us children would gather at his place to watch the Sunday movie screened on Doordarshan - the only channel available. 

Our first TV was Sanyo - or Sankyo? - at least that was what was written on the box.  It was a second-hand one Papa had managed to purchase, I think from his trusted electrician, Danny!  It was a black and white one, which we were clearly instructed not to meddle with.  For fear of spoiling the on/off push button, it was directly put on and off from the main power switch. Once in a way, the signal would scramble and that would set off a very amusing process of three of us at different levels of the house attempting to restore clarity.  Papa would be on the roof adjusting the antenna, Willy would be on the ground below where Papa was and I would be indoors infront of the TV, watching out and shouting exactly at which point the clarity was best.  That was something! 

The first movie that we watched on OUR OWN television was Mayuri.  The only other movie (name) that I remember watching on it was Shatrang ke khiladi - because that was a total damper!  But most of all we really looked forward to the serial, The Sword of Tipu Sultan.  It used to be aired on Saturday night for an hour.  We all loved it and watched it without fail.  However the long bits of advertisements were a bit of a nuisance. I even remember making a list of each ad being screened on one occasion - just to count the number of them! 

I still remember the sole purpose Papa bought it - Mummy and he did not want us to be running around our neighbour's house, asking permission from our home and their home, to watch some occasional Didi's comedy show or a weekend movie.  Though we continued to love watching TV at home, the sense of wonder and amusement did die down a bit, in the years to come.  I don't remember when we graduated from that old B&W TV to the colour one, but that old one did serve us well and for long.  I can still remember distinctly where exactly it was placed in the house and how we used to put it on.  
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