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Ragging Menace

How can you ever rag a fresher, say,
When he or she is new to college, aye?
Each life is equally priceless today;
You don’t have right to talk, your hand to lay!

Yes, seniors rag when juniors in fear stay;
They do or say whatever: come what may;
For nasty things, they have a price to pay;
The age-old social evil stays this way!

But ragging is a menace and a crime;
It continues despite new laws with time;
The seniors want a jolly time and clime;
The silly habit is not worth a dime!

But seniors aren’t licensed to do such things;
Their words and actions at times simply stings;
They think freshers are servants; they are kings!
Yes, transient joys and thrills just ragging brings!

Who cares about the freshers’ temperaments?
They cannot keep their hair or wear garments;
They are victims of senior merriments;
Some lives end in gruesome experiments!

Yes, seniors want juniors to them respect;
Their ways are harsh and ill-feelings inject;
If guilty, college can them well eject;
But ragging is something all well reject!

The habit is an evil that must stop;
Arrests can be effected by a cop;
Punished are all from bottom to the top;
Yet, anti-ragging measures sometimes flop!

A change in attitude is needed fast;
The menace is much better than in past;
A mutual love and respect must well last;
Friendship will end this evil that’s aghast!

“Ragging is a crime; ragging is banned for all times! ”
dedicated to all well-behaved college students
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-09-11

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II ALUMNI MEET OF PMCians,2012 - A Gist

What seniors told their junior medicos:
The second Alumni meet at PMC
had drawn a sizable crowd of seniors;
Some came from ev'n abroad to take part in
the get-together arranged hurriedly.

They couldn't believe their eyes when they all met;
It was a dream come true for all of them;
It was the labour sheer of '06 batch;
Hats off to those who made the meet happen.

Thanks to the Dean, VP and medicos!
It was a pleasant meet with kith and kin;
It was all joy to meet colleagues that day;
It was a day of mixed emotions!

All shared some precious moments of their lives;
They owed their present status to teachers;
They were so proud of their Alma Mater;
They loved their college which made them doctors.

Recounting happy reminiscences,
The earliest students burnt the midnight oil;
It was worthwhile for they were settled now;
They shared truths of past mischief, valour, love!

Advising juniors, they just sang and danced;
They praised their life at PMC as ‘great'!
It was a family experience priceless;
It was something not found elsewhere till date!

It didn't matter if you sat in last bench;
It didn't matter if you faced enquires;
It didn't matter if you had failed sometimes;
To be a PMCian mattered much!

Success or failure lies in each one's hand;
Failures need not upset a medico;
‘A little ragging helped a lot in life'!
Hard-work and perseverance bore fruits sure.

Life was to live, enjoying each moment;
Life was to help and share with those in need;
Life was not pomp and show but facts thread-bare;
Life was not life where selfishness prevailed!

Today PMCians were doing fine!
They love the noble profession they chose;
Worrying can't solve all problems in one's life;
Each winter brings a spring verdure, lively!

Prepare for future well ahead in life;
Take life as it comes on to you in time;
The family-front is important as well;
The early labour will give later bliss!

Nothing like under-graduate friends in life!
Such friendship lasts a life-time and stays true;
The energy of youth remains so full;
One's college-life was etched in heart in gold!

Alumni Meets were good for young and old;
It helps to boost your sagging spirits up;
But some must do the spade-work for the joy;
PMCians were doing more than fine!

One's ambitions need not stay mediocre;
Will-pow'r helps climb peaks of glory and fame;
Lead earthly life as best as best can be;
Make others happy and get happiness!

Lovingly dedicated by the Dean Dr.A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
to all the past students, now full-fledged doctors of IRT PMC, Perundurai,
who participated in the meet and the '06 batch who made it all possible
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-03-'12

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Ragging

Universities and campus prepare their grave,
In the guise of education they put front brave,
Bur on ground of morality they cave in,
Line drawn clear but education thin,

Great fall in standard and knowledge lagging,
More efforts on fashion and thrust on ragging,
Many loose their lives on name of flogging,
It is blot or shame and prestige more dragging,

From a distance some movement I saw,
Senior hitting junior with his fist on jaw,
Not knowing what? Junior bowed and beg,
Saw I senior pouring liquor from peg,

All students shouted and danced with joy,
Entrant was unaware and cried like boy,
This was great fun as if playing with toy,
Humanity at loss and disgrace they enjoy,

Student suffered injury with eye lost,
Life became hell as faced humiliation most,
Blind he became with life at cost,
Protest, uproar, outcry still no penalty post,

Even females not by boys but girls spared,
Forced to remove cloths and honour not cared,
Parade them in open with body made bare,
Not shamed by self but make others aware,

There is race in campus to corner any miss,
Who will venture first for open kiss?
Such is scene and action so childish?
No steps being taken with argument foolish,

Poor boys and girls enter with high hope,
Bright carrier, idea golden all of sudden flop,
Some jump in water and few commit suicide,
How to face crime not been able to decide,

Inhuman act persist and still prevail,
No option open as how to education avail,
Who do we blame? Society or parent,
Weaknesses still remain as quality inherent,

Precious lives lost with strict laws present,
Zeal for study and respect remain absent,
Why these continue if there is consent?
Why no public opinion who always do resent?

Ragging should be banned with stringent action,
Punish guilty with heavy
Dare anybody in future must face complete ouster,
Dire with consequences and no escape from cluster,

Neither it is simple an act of joking,
Nor it is pleasure with act of smoking,
All we need is strict laws invoking,
Ban rude elements even need poking

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The Fight Against Corruption

The country cannot bear it anymore;
The vice has gained in-roads to every sphere;
Corruption rules the roost in daily life;
The weed has grown much better than good plants!

The common man’s the most affected one;
Corruption stays in forms, guises galore;
Taxes are worse and thanks to corruption;
No one is happy with the pay he gets!

Cheating has turned to be the way of life;
Stealing is not a crime for corrupted;
Corruption is the prime cause for price-rise;
The big cheats thrive despite the stricter laws.

Progress has been stifled by corruption;
The hand is used to get bribes all life-time;
The tongue speaks lies with ease and variety;
The time has come to root out corruption.

But who will fight this social evil great?
The few who try are not perfect at all;
The honest ones who try don’t make headway;
The beast is live and loitering afree!

The shark no longer stays in deeper seas;
The ice-berg’s tip can’t be made out these days;
The roots are stronger, gone too far and wide;
The habit’s now second nature of man!

No nation can go on in this fashion;
The good that’s done is undone by this bad!
A popular uprising is the answer;
But good leaders are not an easy find!

Fasting is not the way of doing things;
Violence only begets violence with time;
A lot of patience is needed to fight;
Unite must souls, hearts, minds to curb menace.

Real progress comes if corruption’s less;
Most people are fed up with how things are;
A renaissance must soon stem this vice fast;
Just righteousness can win over evils!

’Tis time to fight corruption in all ways;
Perseverance will tilt the balance soon;
A lot of sacrifice is essential;
The victory is a priceless gift to man!

Fondly dedicated to ‘Anna Hazare’, Indian freedom-fighter
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-06-11

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Life is Too Precious to Lose

Our life on earth is most precious –
A gift of God to all earthlings;
A token of God’s love for us –
And man must live akin to kings!

The life-giver alone has right
To take away the life from us;
Will anyone with good eye-sight
Destroy it on some lame excuse?

The God of life, the living God
Loves each of us with love equal;
He’s kind and gives a just, fair rod,
And made hell for hearts of evil.

While doctors try to save man’s life,
Some try to take away one’s own,
On flimsy reasons with a knife/
By ingesting drugs called poisons.

Some try to hang oneself to death;
They feel that life has turned worthless;
They find, ‘all is not well on earth, ’
And try to end their life priceless!

What foolish act is suicide
Or attempting to take one’s life!
In haste most try to thus decide –
’Midst youngsters, this is turning rife!

And ragging is a cause sometimes
A fresher uses to end life;
And loneliness, old-age at times,
Excess suffering and undue strife!

Whatever be the cause behind,
The act is done in hurried way;
Some plan it very well in mind,
And even choose the hour and day!

To cut the thread of earthly life –
Just fools and weak-willed persons do;
Some cannot face penury, strife,
Life’s challenges, just trifles too!

And some escape from their rash act,
And thank the stars for sparing life;
And vow never to fast react
Again in life, despite much strife.

No doubt, our earthly life has woes;
And some may not manage their grief;
To some, life’s song too sadly goes;
Some end their life for pain’s relief!

Some try to immolate and die;
Some live disfigured, looking weird;
Some escape although death was nigh,
And live by Bible’s every word!

’Tis sad to hear of one’s demise;
The family is shattered fast;
Suicide is a thing unwise,
That puts someone into the past!

The Creator can’t bear to see
Life gone away prematurely;
Even the stars might cry freely
When man attempts to die early!

Our earthly life is quite worthy,
Despite all strife that comes, may be;
The caring God will help surely
To live, a wholesome life truly!

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The Times They Are A-Changin'

Come gather round people wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth saving
Then you'd better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone
For the times, they are a changing
Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pens
And keep your eyes WIDE, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon, FOR the wheel's still in spin
And there's no telling who that it's naming
FOR the loser will be later to win
For the times, they are a changing
Come senators, congressmen, please head the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be HE WHO has stalled
The battle outside ragging will soon shake your windows
And rattle your WALLS
For the times, they are a changing
Come mothers and fathers THROUGH OUT THE land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughter are beyond your command
Your old role is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend YOUR hand
For the times they are a changing
The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
The slow one NOWwill later be fast
AS the present now will LATER be the past
The order is rapidly fading
AND The first one now will later be last
For the times, they are a changing

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More than 70 percent of seniors are asking for more time. It is long overdue for Congress to listen and make sure that seniors have a prescription drug plan that works for them.

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The Graduate Leaving College

What summons do I hear?
The morning peal, departure's knell;
My eyes let fall a friendly tear,
And bid this place farewell.

Attending servants come,
The carriage wheels like thunders roar,
To bear the pensive seniors home,
Here to be seen no more.

Pass one more transient night,
The morning sweeps the college clean;
The graduate takes his last long flight,
No more in college seen.

The bee, which courts the flower,
Must with some pain itself employ,
And then fly, at the day's last hour,
Home to its hive with joy.

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I think you always have, you know, new players. Every year you see new faces, juniors coming into the seniors. I was one of them at the time long time ago now.

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Cub to Rug

Ragging cub,
rugged tiger.

Tiger raging,
tiger ageing, -

trigger gauging.
Tiger rug,

Ragged rug.

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The Times They Are A Changing

Come gather round people wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon youll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth saving
Then youd better start swimming or youll sink like a stone
For the times, they are a changing
Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pens
And keep your eyes open, the chance wont come again
And dont speak too soon, the wheels still in spin
And theres no telling who that its naming
Oh the loser will be later to win
For the times, they are a changing
Come senators, congressmen, please head the call
Dont stand in the doorway, dont block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be her that has stalled
The battle outside ragging will soon shake your windows
And rattle your hall
For the times, they are a changing
Come mothers and fathers all over this land
And dont criticize what you cant understand
Your sons and your daughter are beyond your command
Your old role is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one if you cant lend a hand
For the times they are a changing
The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
The slow one will later be fast
And the present now will soon be the past
The order is rapidly fading
The first one now will later be last
For the times, they are a changing

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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An Indian Dream Comes True

The war against corruption has begun!
It cannot end in scheduled time in years;
A beginning that’s good is work half-done;
But thanks to Anna, his Think-tank and seers!

Corruption is ingrained in people’s hearts;
The weed has grown wide-spread throughout the lands;
It can’t be wiped away, despite efforts;
It needs a change of attitude, strong hands!

Corruption is a love for easy wealth;
No one’s immune from habit that’s so rife;
The habit gains every person by stealth;
It hurts the poor, down-trodden’s heart like knife!

United, war against the menace works;
Democracy needs cleansing from its sores;
When left as such, society, it well irks;
It enters houses, homes by windows, doors!

One Bill cannot contain the rampant strife;
All citizens must fight the habit, crime;
Nevertheless, it can improve one’s life;
Only then, nations progress with more time!

Corruption is not something with a cure;
Beyond a point, we need not it endure;
Nevertheless, many hearts it does lure;
The menace can be mitigated, sure.

(Dedicated to Anna hazare, his team and all honest Indians/27-08-11)

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Upon My Chest

Upon my chest the red ribbon adorns.
I wear it proudly as solider in this war.
A war that has been ragging for thirty years.
A war that has been sprinkled with millions of tears.
Casualties of all different ages, race, genders and sexual orientations.
Even all different financial situations.
Although many have fallen. The fight still rages on.
So upon my chest the Red Ribbon adorns.
And I will continue to fight until victory won.

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Understand For Sure, You Are Here To Learn What Understanding Is!

Can you see dear,
life itself is the fountain of infinite Self,
That tiny drops of life raise from and fall into same,
Rainbow of enchanting beauty,
That due to light of soul,
showing its enchanting colours.
In every drops, large or tiny alike,
Flora and fauna are those devices of self,
rainbow looks more clear,
When tiny drops are in abundance!

Self manifesting its capabilities,
That all energies and forces too,
Change their form for the play of the formless,
Who is in eternal play appearing in various forms,
Formless showing his ability to assume any form!

Life is a school, with dress code,
Uniform that the kids of self wear,
Show in which class they learn,
Showing level of evolution of mind,
Tuning to the mind of that infinite!
Look at the uniform you and me wearing,
top most class in which we study,
Don't engage in ragging juniors,
Look inside,
Know for sure, you have the source of fountain of life,
That eternal loving Self act through you
Understand you are here to learn,
What understanding means!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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The Heart Is Blind

I hear the slammin'of the door
There you go again
I can't take it anymore
That's just the way it is
But then I listen to my heart
And the anger fades
I wanna hold ya
Never let ya go away
[Pre-chorus]
I feel a ragging war inside
A battle between the heart and mind
But love wins when I close my eyes
[Chorus]
The heart is blind
It will not see
When hope is gone
The heart will still believe
I see you go
Through tearful eyes
But for the sake of love
The heart is blind
I know there's been alot of night's
When we couldn't sleep
The words are like a knife
They cut so deep
But when I listen to my heart
It's deeper than the pain
I really love ya
And that's all that matters anyway
Pre-chorus
Chorus
[Bridge]
I'll always love you
And hard times can only make us strong
If we keep holding on
Chorus

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River In Time

Now fly with the wind
The spirits running free
The mountains have turned to dust
And the desert is a ragging sea
Im a prisoner no more
If I just believe my eyes
(its hard to believe it)
(youve just got to believe it)
Now Ive opened this door
And my future waits inside
(I know its hard to believe)
Looking at eternity
Love is a river in time
Now and forever
A bridge between lifetimes
Here there are no good-byes
And your dreams never die
Love is a river in time
A million years from now
Will war be obsolete?
Will man live on the moon?
Will flowers smell as sweet?
Take this magic carpet ride
Going to the promise land
(I know its hard to believe it)
(youve just got to believe it)
We shall need the human touch
Every woman, child and man
(everybody believe it)
(reach across and take my hand)
Love is a river in time
(love is a river in time)
Now and forever
A bridge between lifetimes
Here there is no future no past
Love is all we have
Love is a river in time
A river in time

song performed by by Rick Springfield
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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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K.S.R. Dental College, Tiruchengode