Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair Quotes
''Begone days were sweet, Beggining days be sweeter''Wishing
''The greatness of a man is not decided by what he earns but by what he gives''Small donations by the poor for a big cause
''The greatness of great people will be great when they recognize the greatness of the people who are not great''even the least small man have some greatness which go unidentified
''Distance between two is short in good relation,Strained relation is difficult to mend
Farthest in strained relation''
''Wind goes where there is a depression''God's forces go to revitalize the downtrodden
''Intimacy bars no privacywe don't tend to keep privacy where there is too much intimacy and where we want privacy intimacy is not affected
Privacy bars no intimacy''
''A lamp without oil cannot burn to give out light''Every activity needs a power from within
''A poor man's bowl is always emptyPeople who throw out revolutionary ideas do practically nothing for others
because poverty is a subject
for debate and discussions only''
''The wise, though hungry, will not overeat damaging stomach''greed will land anybody in problems
''Only a hard climb can take you atop the hill''Hard work only can help you reach the goals
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Watching the children walking along the road to and fro their schools
My heart leaps high wishing to join their merry-making, cheerful funs
Realising I am not made of flesh and blood my poor heart retreats in dismay
Here on the veranda of this textile shop I have been in deep penance for long
My master will return once with added vigour: death is a temporary absence
There lies on the veranda of the textile shop the old sewing machine,
Rusty, dusty and untidy awaitinga successor to the bereaved old tailor
On my way to the school I had seen the old ...
There fell in the heart of the sea the image of the moon in the sky
There rose in the heart of the sea waves of desire for reaching the sky
The passionate waves' ambition grew for a hug of the beauty so high
The helpless waves, unable to rise so high, rolled down in desperation
It was deep into my heart her pretty image in fairy aura fell
I carried it everywhere, across the woods and deserts in rain and sun
Like a shepherd carries a wild reed to carve a flute of melodies out