I’m so happy to note…
That someone so well known to me,
Who worked quite hard in life for long,
Has found mind’s peace and harmony,
And sings aloud a blissful song!
That someone who deserved limelight,
Has found his golden touch at last,
And has become to patients, ‘Light’,
With his own venture very fast.
That someone who admired much,
For patient teaching of students,
For wisdom, knowledge, skills, talents,
Has found at last, his golden touch.
That one good heart is heart of town,
As cardiac doctor of renown,
And saving hearts that fail to work,
And giving life to ‘dead’ by jerk!
‘I wish you all the best, doctor!
God is the healing True Factor!
Your smiling face, I wish to see,
As patients thank you heartily! ’
Fondly dedicated to Dr. N. Bhaskar, M.D., D.M.,
Cardiologist, CBE
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Sonnet: Advice to Doctors
No patient’s mine; no patient remains yours;
The patient comes and goes from Doc to Doc;
If he improves, we simply then rejoice,
Though God’s the key to the diagnostic-lock!
All patients ail and expect some relief;
A doctor’s duty is to help him out;
All patients speak the truth; Time is the thief;
To use his knowledge best, all Doctors ought.
Fleece not the poor; cheat not the ones who’re sick;
God is the Healer prime; He uses us;
Off not life’s candle-flame with intact wick;
The Doctor shirking work invites God’s curse!
Lose not Ethics; lose not your morals, Doc!
Like patients, Doctors are part of God’s flock.
8-28-2002
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IRT School Of Nursing Alma Mater Song
Of School of Nursing, IRT,
We students are ready
To serve the sick and dying ones:
Patients who flock to us.
Today we all are poised to sing
And dance with joy and fly,
Like nightingales upon the tree
Of planet earth’s one life.
We are now trained quite pretty well,
Eager to serve the sick;
The time has come to toll the bell,
And burn life’s candle’s wick!
The years had passed off rather fast;
The life we spent was great;
We carry memories of past,
Ev’rgreen in mind’s, heart’s slate.
The campus green with foliage,
And birds of every kind;
And pea-fowls filled up our life’s page,
Snakes, scorpions we find.
The classrooms were both warm and cold;
Yet, teachers taught us well;
Their words were lettered in pure gold;
Our future work will tell.
Today, we take our steps outside
The campus that we loved;
With God and wisdom us beside,
We buds are well-flowered!
A noble cause, awaits us all –
To care for patients sick;
Glad that we heard Florence’s call,
We move ahead to prick!
We thank our nursing teachers who
Worked hard to change our fate;
We thank the doctors who shared too,
Their knowledge until date.
We thank our parents who stood by
Our problems in our life;
We thank the Maker, Almighty,
Who helped us face all strife.
A golden future awaits us!
There’s lots of work to do;
Life will award rewards and bliss;
We bid ‘Adieu’ to you.
Most lovingly dedicated to
The Principal, Staff and students of
IRT SON, Perundurai
By the Dean, Dr.A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-12-11
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Evergreen Memoirs: ‘I Batch, Silver Jubilee Meet’
Those were the days of toil, turmoil;
Those were the years of learning joy;
Those were the times of challenges;
Those were moments, we can’t forget!
Those were the happiest days in life;
Those were the times of great resolve;
Those were the years we loved the most;
Those were the dreams that came so true!
Our Management was great from start;
Our teachers taught ‘medical art’;
Our college then looked not so vast;
Oh, how we miss the life that’s past!
And we were just a little batch!
We turned out to be ‘prized a catch’!
Our college life can’t come again;
Our teachers put us in right lane.
We did not have much capital;
We did not have own hospital;
We saw few patients in the ward;
Nevertheless, we worked just hard.
And God had blessed us for His part!
We smile and laugh with good a heart;
We love our teachers who taught us;
They shared their knowledge without fuss!
God, bless our Doctor Teachers dear!
’Tis nice to see them still, so near;
They sacrificed in nobler ways;
God grant them health and peaceful days!
Fondly dedicated to the Management, Teachers
And students of the First Batch of Medicos of
PSGIMS&R, CBE, ‘Silver Jubilee Meet’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-09-2010
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I Found Love
I found love when i found you
When i look in your eyes, i know it's true
My life was lonely, broken and blue
Then i found love, when i found you.
Once in a lifetime, that's how it feels
Something so good (so damn good)
How can it be real
Girl, when you touch me
You touch me through and through
I know i found love when i found you
Girl, you've got all of me
And i want you to know
There's nothin' in this crazy ol' world
Could make me wanna let you go.
Cause i found love when i found you
Every time i look in your eyes, i know it's true
Girl, when you touch me,
You touch me through and through
I know i found love, when i found you.
song performed by by Kenny Wayne Shepherd

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DR JOHN CELES as a Medical Teacher
A man came leaving his home-town, city,
In search of a good medical college,
To teach the poor students with piety,
While sacrificing his dreams and prestige!
He was a doctor and a teacher too;
He loved being a medical teacher;
He spent his life in teaching me and you,
His poetry was his special feature!
He loved his profession of healing, much;
He taught by heart and left never a doubt;
He liked the nurses with their tender touch;
He made each medico to bud and sprout!
The physician became the dean as well;
The place improved under his able care;
He tolls the ‘sincerity-and-truth bell'!
The art of healing was no more a scare!
He showed the world that conscience is prime;
Obedience and discipline are good;
Ethics and laws will find their place with time;
God helps the doctor heal as if He would!
Dedicated to all aspiring medical teachers
By Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Dean and Professor of Medicine, IRT PMC & H, Perundurai.
Copyright By Dr John Celes 27-10-2012
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And So Found Dawn
it was in doubt
that i found faith.
it was in forgiveness
that i found forgiveness.
it was in loss
that i found passion.
it was in suffering
that i found understanding.
it was in letting go
that i found freedom.
it was in the mirror
that i found prayer.
it was in darkness
that i found light.
it was in jail
that i found dignity.
it was in addiction
that i found determination.
it was in giving
that i found love.
it was in fighting
that i found reason.
it was in reason
that i found dissatifaction.
it was in questioning
that i found truth.
it was in truth
that i found the need for silence.
it was in silence
that i found kindness.
it was in working
that i found respect.
it was in respect
that i found acceptance.
it was in living
that i found god.
it was in god
that i found the need to touch.
it was in caring.
that i got dirty...
and so found dawn...
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I’m Proud, an Indian Doctor
I’m proud an Indian doctor;
I have a billion lives to save;
In practice, let me not falter;
But with my patients well behave.
’Tis thrilling to serve fellowmen,
Suff’ring from newer disease;
Let me use my fullest ken,
And teach them how to live in peace.
My country is a poor nation;
My brethren need my treatment;
So, let me serve with passion;
And free them from their ailment.
God turned me to be healer great;
And serve my fellowmen ill;
Let me improve patient’s fate;
By using my God-given skill.
I’m proud to serve my brethren;
God will bless me some day, some way;
A Doctor turns earth to heaven-
Some day, my patients will sure say!
poem by John Celes

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My Saving Grace
Ive still got a lot to learn
But, at least I know where I can turn
When Im in my times of need
Just as long
(as I know all things are possible)
Just as long as I believe
Ive loved a lot, hurt a lot
Been burned a lot in my life and times
Spent precious years wrapped up in fear
With no end in sight
Until my saving grace shined on me
Until my saving grace set me free
Giving me peace
Giving me strength when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
I found my saving grace within you
Yes, Ive been bruised
Grew up confused
Been destitute
Ive seen life from many sides
Been stigmatized
Been black and white
Felt inferior inside
Until my saving grace shined on me
Until my saving grace set me free
Giving me peace
Giving me strength when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
I found my saving grace within you
And the bountiful things that you do
Lord thank you
For delivering me
And giving me peace
Giving me strength
Giving me hope when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
Always my saving grace
Pulls me through
I found my saving grace within you
(yes you are - youre my every, everything)
Within you...
(only, only you)
Yes lord
(only you)
My saving grace lord is
You
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Life’s Lessons
From our very birth we enroll in life’s school,
Adhere to wisdom and don’t be counted a fool,
After we first learn to dine, converse and walk,
We find instruction on teachers board in chalk,
Then much advanced education we seek to find,
Merely with worldly jumble we pack our mind,
Truthful wisdom to us our ancestors did impart,
From which we chose straight away to depart,
Moral principles from our youth we were taught,
But after worldly gratification it was we sought,
Youthful life was lived fast; rolling and rocking,
Then the school of hard knocks came a knocking,
And for true knowledge my empty soul yearned,
But only selfishness in everything I had learned,
So blinded by worldly mind-set I could not see,
Others mattered and that it was not all about me,
The golden rule I’ve found to be absolutely true,
Do unto others as you would have them do to you,
Ancient wisdom makes for much brighter days,
Abundant truth can only be found in GOD’s ways!
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There's A Doctor
--- - ------
Father:
There's a doctor I've found
Could bring us all joy!
There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy!
There's a doctor I've found could cure the boy!
There's a man I've found could remove his sorrow,
He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow,
He lives in this town let's see him tomorrow
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K.S.R. Dental College, Tiruchengode
The day I saw the campus first,
I fell in love with it;
The place looks neat and tidy kept;
The college seems quite fit!
I love the way the place is run,
And how the buses ply;
I love the way all things are done;
Children here do not cry!
I know my child will love this place;
She’ll make a doctor fine;
She’s sure to win this lovely race;
In limelight, she will shine!
I know I’ve found the place I sought;
I need not change my plan;
My child is in the dental slot!
Why should I worry, man?
Five years will fly off very fast,
Although it looks so long;
Let no one brood over the past;
Just sing a happy song.
Kudos to him whose fore-vision,
Had built this college great;
The student has all things within;
One need not reach the gate.
Oh, what a lovely dream come true!
A dentist earns a lot!
But one must toil, persevere too;
And use the wisdom got.
One’s college life is full of bliss;
Yet, one must slog somewhat;
May be, your home, awhile you miss;
‘Cheer up and learn! ’ so what?
Fondly dedicated to the Chairman, K.S.R. Group of Institutions,
Lion. Dr. K.S.Rangasamy MJF, Tiruchengode, Namakkal dist, TN.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-09-2010
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K.S.R. Dental College
The day I saw the campus first,
I fell in love with it;
The place looks neat and tidy kept;
The college seems quite fit!
I love the way the place is run,
And how the buses ply;
I love the way all things are done;
Children here do not cry!
I know my child will love this place;
She’ll make a doctor fine;
She’s sure to win this lovely race;
In limelight, she will shine!
I know I’ve found the place I sought;
I need not change my plan;
My child is in the dental slot!
Why should I worry, man?
Five years will fly off very fast,
Although it looks so long;
Let no one brood over the past;
Just sing a happy song.
Kudos to him whose fore-vision,
Had built this college great;
The student has all things within;
One need not reach the gate.
Oh, what a lovely dream come true!
A dentist earns a lot!
But one must toil, persevere too;
And use the wisdom got.
One’s college life is full of bliss;
Yet, one must slog somewhat;
May be, your home, awhile you miss;
‘Cheer up and learn! ’ so what?
Fondly dedicated to the Chairman, K.S.R. Group of Institutions,
Dr. Lion. K.S.Rangasamy MJF, Tiruchengode, Namakkal dist, TN.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-09-2010
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To My Dear Friend…
Dear friend, I like you very much
Because you give a soothing touch
By words, that lifts my mind and heart,
And helps me do my work with art!
To find good friends these days is rare,
And those who like and love and care,
And those who experiences share,
And goad others to do and dare!
You are my friend who's good indeed:
Who labours hard without some greed;
Who gives me useful tips and leads
To help me pluck out life's thorns/ weeds!
You are one man who looks so great
In world unclean, with clean a slate:
Who I have found rarely till date,
Who I can consider top-rate!
Thank you, dear friend for all you've done,
And interest in me, you have shown,
And boosted my spirits run down,
And cheering me up when alone!
God bless you amply for your ways;
God grant you happiness all days;
God keep you safe aright always;
God give you laughing, smiling face!
Fondly dedicated to my dear friend at IRT, Chennai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-6-2012
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Crush On You
You found out
Kick it
You found out i've got a crush on you
You must have heard it from my best friend
She's always talking when she should be listening
Can't keep a secret to save her life
But still I trusted her with all I had inside
I never knew a rumour could spread so fast
But now the word is out all over town
That i'm longing for you
How did you know cos I never told
You found out i've got a crush on you
No more charades my heart's been displayed
You found out i've got a crush on you
Maybe I was the one who left a trace
Was there a message written on my face
Were my emotions so easily read
That you could know my thoughts before a word was said
Was it my eyes that let you know I had control
Because the way you moved was so self-assured
You knew I would surrender
How did you know cos I never told
You found out i've got a crush on you
No more charades my heart's been displayed
You found out i've got a crush on you
Kick it
One time
Get it up
Get down
How did you know cos I never told
You found out
No more charades my heart's been displayed
You found out
How did you know cos I never told
You found out i've got a crush on you
No more charades my heart's been displayed
You found out i've got a crush on you
You found out i've got a crush on you
You found out i've got a crush on you
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Golden Touch
Golden touch
I was broken till you came along
You put the words back into my song
In your world is where I now belong
Golden touch is it that I love you so much
I was lost till I met you
I now love everything you do
I live now just because of you
Golden touch
Your are the object of my desire
I am like a cat on a high wire
For you I would walk in front of gunfire
Golden touch
This to you I must confess
Your mind and body I want to possess
I long for you to kiss and caress
Golden touch my Liege
You are the key to my success
My love I can no longer suppress
You are a beautiful princess
Golden touch
To me I grant you total access
With you I feel no distress
You have driven me to total madness
Golden touch
No longer these thoughts I can suppress
With my eyes you I’ve undress
If the world would know I could care less
Golden touch
These words I wish to you to express
You’ve brought me out of my sadness
You’ve driven back the darkness
You are my goddess and my empress
Golden touch
I wasn’t quite right and you made me see the light
You are what I’ve been longing for
With your love I could never want more
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Basic life support
Basic life support consists
A number of life-saving techniques.
Patients with cardiac arrests,
Improves the survival rates.
As you will learn head-tilt,
Chin-lift and jaw thrust maneuvers;
Circulation, airway and breathing
Are very important things as well.
In case patient is unconscious,
Check his level of consciousness.
If there is no pulsation,
Start chest compressions.
Every minute is important.
So never stop,
Compressing the chest
Until blood reaches the brain
and has enough oxygen.
When pulses are back,
Circulation is alright.
Give two rescue breaths at first.
Then see the rise and fall
On patient's chest.
Just make sure,
Pulses are there.
When patient is awake
As he regains consciousness,
Explain what happened.
Monitor vital signs
Every five minutes.
When he can tolerate
As his vital signs are stable,
Advise doctor's consultation.
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Doctors’ Day 2007
Behind a man who’s successful,
There is a woman of great worth;
Behind a woman of great fame,
There is a man who goads her on.
Behind a pupil studious,
Are parents, teachers and some friends;
Behind a child who brings laurels,
Are seen the family-members all.
Behind a doctor of repute,
Is found much labor and wisdom;
Behind a healer who is great,
God stays, blessing his healing art!
The doctors’ profession is great;
Ennobled, they must change the fate
Of patients suffering, in pain,
And dying undiagnosed, ‘insane’!
(7-1-2007)
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IRT PMCians' Alumni Meet, Perundurai,24th March,2012
This day is one memorable
To all who made it to this meet;
We join colleagues to enable,
Enquiry, foster ties and greet.
We're here to see our old campus,
And talk to teachers, friends, so dear;
We're back to see the greenery,
And walk the lanes with joyful tear!
Our college days were good indeed,
But could have been a bit better;
Yet, we can't live always with greed:
Be content in spirit, letter!
Just when we thought our college days
Were blissful to our hearts and souls,
Time tolled the bell to part our ways,
To take new roads, attaining goals!
The life we led was glorious;
We know we cannot have it back;
Sometimes, we were too furious,
And put our hopes on Lady Luck.
Today, we've come with kith and kin
To boast about our college days;
It had its failures, mirth, woes, win,
That gave us each a smiling face.
We miss those days really much;
Those were most pleasurable and best;
Each moment had a magic touch,
That brought sheer joy to our small nest!
We thank our teachers and stalwarts;
We thank God for mercy showered;
We thank the many unsung hearts,
Who helped us bud, blossom, flowered!
Today, we are all well in health;
We look for brighter days ahead;
We also dream to earn more wealth,
But we must always keep our head!
True joy is when we give others;
Let's make this world a better place;
Let's care with love our sick brothers,
And glorify the human race!
God chose us do the healing stuff;
We are the luckiest of men;
Let's make our patients smile and laugh,
This world, a haven and heaven!
Fondly dedicated by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Dean, Prof. of Medicine and former HOD
to all my beloved former medico students
Of IRT PMC, Perundurai
"Happy Alumni Meet"
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-3-12
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Healing Hand of God
The Lord to me has revealed, from my illness I’ve been healed,
From that cancer, deep inside, this, the doctor has not denied,
What was said to be incurable, is now removed, by God’s Will,
Stating that, I am now cancer free, for The Lord has healed me.
For when my body was diseased, my Lord above was pleased,
To touch my body in that state, to heal my body along the wait,
Upon my Lord’s healing touch, as God loves His own so much,
Always faithful to each one of us, as we follow our Lord, Jesus.
It could seem God may hesitate, while for Him we patiently wait,
But God moves in His own time, by His decreed, eternal design,
A design involving each one of us, who in God, place their trust,
As from God, it is understood, all things, work out for our good.
My healing is all for God’s Glory, as He takes my doctor’s story,
Using the doctor’s medical skill, in accordance with Christ’s Will,
This is also part of our Lord’s plan, to touch an unbelieving man,
Who has been used by The Lord, though by him, God’s ignored.
As I lift up to the Lord, my praise, for carrying me all these days,
In all, the doctor is able to see; he too, can be healed spiritually,
That the doctor, can really rejoice, along with me, with one voice,
As to him, The Holy Spirit reveals, it is The Lord, Who truly heals.
(Copyright ©06/2011)
My Clinic
My clinic is a ‘church’ in which I pray;
Not many patients flock in anyway;
Some rosaries I manage to well say;
This keeps both devils and my foes away.
The ones that come are poorer than they seem;
‘The rich in cars come only in my dream.’
Most patients brush their teeth with only neem;
My words of solace make their faces gleam.
So, can I fleece my brethren poor and ill?
Can I then hand them inflated a bill?
Can I charge them for just a sample pill?
They live despite the doctor’s care by ‘will! ’
I long to see more patients but be wise;
I dare not try to anyway entice;
My profession is sacrosanct and nice;
I cannot let it turn into a vice!
The only thing I hate is waste my time;
The other thing I hate’s a rainy clime;
But everyday, I write aplenty rime;
I never mind if I earn just a dime!
I scooter daily not more than a mile;
I feel so happy seeing patients smile;
Becoming rich is not my beloved style;
My heart abounds with joy when poor souls file.
When will my practice pick up? - I don’t know;
To God, my art of healing, I just owe;
Rewards in heaven wait for righteous, oh!
To ways God makes me walk, I say not, ‘No! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-10-2006
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