Sonnet: Four Years as a Medical Dean
Four years have flown away with me as dean;
I wonder what kind of a road's ahead!
Nevertheless, I expect bright a scene;
But I must keep my always level-head!
Though things were much against me all the time,
I trod my way uphill, on pebbly grass;
But God was Guide and Protector, most prime;
The corrupt world around me failed to pass!
I praise the team that helped me do my job;
If I had won, it was because of them;
Sometimes, the problems made me almost sob!
The fabric of deanship, I had to hem!
My faith in God will help me till the end;
His righteous ones, with love, God will defend!
fondly dedicated to the Management, Staff and Students
of IRT PMC& H, RTS and SN, Perundurai
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Happy Diwali, 2011
I cannot wish with flowers,
For they belong to God;
I cannot wish with sweet foods,
For they are man-made all!
I cannot wish with rare gifts,
For they may not be apt;
I cannot wish with greetings,
For they are soon forgot!
I cannot wish with crackers,
For they make noise and smoke;
I cannot wish with clothes new,
For they can lose their charm!
But I can wish with words of love,
Those come straight from my heart;
Today, good won o’er evil;
Let’s share this truth by art!
Let light prevail o’er darkness,
And illumine this world;
Let love of human life spread,
And glorify the Lord!
‘Happy Diwali,2011’
To, Management, Staff and Students
From, Dean Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
IRT Perundurai Medical College & School of Nursing, Perundurai, Erode, TN
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-10-'11
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Sonnet: Reciprocal Love
’Tis our turn to play Good Samaritan;
We’ll see how best we can return your love;
You’d showed us all, you are so puritan;
The respect you had got ’midst us, we’ll prove.
You did your level-best in just one year!
You wished to do much more but weren’t allowed;
And though an expert in the human ear,
For good things done, may you be more hallowed.
We were so glad to work in your deanship;
We pray the Lord must give you ‘extension’;
We did our best and worked in good friendship;
You gave us back dignity sans tension.
We pray the transport Boss will be quite kind,
Allowing you to leave us more streamlined.
7-17-2001 by Dr John Celes
Dedicated to our beloved former dean
Dr.Ramalingam M.S.(E.N.T.)
IRT PMCRC&PMCH Perundurai
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Tis Thanks - Giving Time
With just two years for Diamond jubilee,
We Stanleyans meet once again this year;
Eight years had passed since Golden jubilee,
Our batch-mates join with kith and kin and dear!
We thank God first for His immense kindness,
He blessed our lives in much strange ways so far;
We thank Him for His enormous fondness
for us, all doctors without any bar!
Our life on earth was great enough, we think;
We had our days of woes and quarrels, mirth;
Life gave us experiences fit to ink;
We thank our parents for this useful birth!
We thank our teachers who moulded our clay
to take on challenges in life always;
We thank our friends for love we couldn’t repay,
and neighbours who helped us to spend our days!
Our life on earth was worth living life-time!
We thank the stars for giving us the chance;
Our labour paid off well and made us prime;
We still can work and pray and sing and dance!
Our hearts go out to those unfortunate,
Who could not see the light of world, unborn!
We thank our patients who with pleasure wait
to seek our consultation from each morn!
Their gladness knew no bounds when we could heal;
Our hearts were very sad when we could not;
Nevertheless, it was life’s game and deal;
We can’t describe the satisfaction got!
We thank the Maker who healed all the sick;
Our roles were small when lives returned, though gone;
We were just candle-wax; God was lit-wick!
We had to melt to light the world, though dawn!
We thank our students who became our peers;
We thank our nation for giving us fame;
We thank our college for making us seers;
We thank all souls who helped attain our aim!
We thank the day for affording this meet;
Our joy is great to speak to batch-mates old;
With evergreen memories and love, we greet!
Our achievements were far better than gold!
We are not scared of death and have no fear
as life was fine, and eyes have become dim!
We know our day to leave this earth is near,
for Maker calls us mortals to meet Him!
Fondly dedicated by Dr. A. Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Dean, IRT Perundurai Medical College, Perundurai, ERODE
to beloved Dr. TGR’s batch of Medical professionals
from Stanley Medical College, Chennai on 06-12-11 Meet
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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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Sonnet: Our Institution- a Poet’s Desire
How nice if this place wonderful could turn,
Into a haven and Heaven to all!
Its employees in unison could call,
‘We will toil, ’ ‘the mid-night oil, we will burn! ’
How nice if people give up corruption,
At every level in the family;
And work better with greater harmony,
Forget the past; have rededication.
How nice if management should realize
Staff, students, patients’ welfare- it’s secret;
That, doctors, nurses are not as bad as yet,
There’s still hope but ’tis not a game of dice.
Let bad influences vanish from the scene,
And Labor/ Love/ Justice be our new Dean!
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To a Teacher of Teachers (in Paediatrics)
I, your pupil know your worth;
I, a teacher know your girth;
I, a doctor know your birth
Gave doctor-teachers, mirth!
I, a colleague can world tell,
‘You had made your students swell;
You had taught indeed so well;
You had tolled the teaching-bell! ’
We, your students thank you Doc;
You were key to our world’s lock;
When we did your door ev’r knock,
You gave ken unmatched by clock!
You, a star in our life’s sky;
You were one no one could buy;
You had made our minds so high;
This is truth, whole truth, not lie!
You opened world of children;
You made Paediatrics, heaven;
You taught craft and art woven;
You now make us look even!
We thank you from depths of heart;
We are grateful for our start;
We know not the words to draft;
We hope you must never part!
“You were a doyen;
You were a giant;
You were so erudite
Teacher of Teachers! ”
May God grant you many years;
May God give you peace, not tears;
May God take away your fears;
May you live happy with dears!
(Fondly dedicated to our most beloved
‘Teacher of teachers’, Prof. Dr. M. Ramasamy A.B. (Ped)
Masonic Medical Center, CBE
By Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D., Dean, IRT PMC, Perundurai
On behalf of the Medical Fraternity on Teacher’s Day
at Lotus Hospital on its 11th Anniversary, Erode
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-08-11
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Admiration: On Your Retirement
The road appears to end for now,
But it is not the end of life;
’Tis time to think of resting more,
Avoiding travail and life’s strife.
The honest work that you had done,
Will stay in letters of gold etched,
Showing the world and even stun,
Keeping the young and old, bewitched!
Your labour done will get reward
From Almighty, the Master- God;
And when the time comes, you’ll be starred,
In heavenly skies, by the Lord.
‘Wish you good health, the rest of days,
May God bless you in umptine ways! ’
Fondly dedicated to our beloved Director,
Er. M.Munuswamy B.E.,
The Institute of Road Transport, Taramani,
Chennai
By
Dr.A.Celestine Raj Manohar, MD., Dean, IRT PMC,
Perundurai
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Congrats
Today is a happy day
You had made your way
You made others happy aye
Be happy always
Life is not in receiving
Life is not just expecting
Life is not anticipating
Life is just in giving!
You had done your job quite well
You have rung life’s success bell
You have made me truly tell
Your D day is nigh and swell
Fondly Dedicated by the Dean,
to Dr. ChandraBose M.D.,
VP & HOD of Physiology, IRT PMC, Perundurai.
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‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’, Rev. & Dear Father
Praise the day when you were born;
Thank the Lord for this great morn;
Sing good hymns and blow your horn;
Pray for parents for God’ altar, you now adorn!
God chose you from the rest of flock,
To be a Shepherd with a frock;
And guide all safely to the Rock,
That quenches thirst of souls that knock!
A priestly life’s closest to God!
You are one most beloved to the Lord;
Live your life as per His Word;
Fight satan with this divine sword!
The love of God will guide you through
The trials, travail that you woo;
The harvest work is tough to do,
But God will find more, when time’s due!
The shepherd runs, trudges and walks;
The Holy Spirit in him talks;
He gives the wisdom, power of staff;
Oh, let wolves come and hyenas laugh!
You have done well so far but still
More things will happen by God’s Will;
May grace of God, your soul afill,
And show the way in vale, uphill!
You have a flock to tend night/ day;
You have to put them in God’s way;
You have to tell what is God’s Say;
You have to sacrifice and pray!
Blessed is the man of God;
He speaks like Jesus, every word;
Like Christ Lord, he shepherds the herd;
All live with God in accord.
Your work can’t be extolled by word;
Your earthly life can be bit hard;
In heaven will be your reward;
This is to you my Birthday Card!
Fondly dedicated to Rev & Dear Father Xavier Claudius,
Parish Priest, ‘Holy Family Church’, Perundurai, Erode, Tamilnadu, India
On his birthday, by families and parishners
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-10-2010
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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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Congrats, Dear Doctor Couple Friends
Although awards are earthly gifts from men,
They serve to goad the fire that's heart within,
And help us do our duty much better,
And turn an example and trend-setter!
To be a good teacher is not a joke;
To be a good doctor requires work;
To be both needs much toil carrying yoke;
That you have both achieved this gives great mirth!
Thank God for being kind to doctors two;
A teacher's joy is granted to but few!
A doctor's job is noble to the core;
Make up your minds to serve God all the more.
Fondly dedicated to medical teacher colleagues,
Drs. Shanthi DGO & Rajendran M.S.,
by Dr.A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D., Dean
On behalf of all staff at IRT PMC& H, Perundurai.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-09-2012
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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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Son of the Soil, Congrats!
O Son of the soil, you have achieved greatness!
Your labour, perseverance helped you much;
But grace of God was signal for your feat;
Remember, greater things are wrought by God!
Let money not become your guiding force;
Let love of lucre, not decide life's lanes;
Let doing good deeds take the upper hand;
Let sense of values, principles remain!
The welfare of the common man is prime;
The sufferings of the poor must be lessened;
The master must be servant to turn great;
Mere earthly glory shouldn't be our life's goal!
Another feather in your cap has come;
Another rung in life's ladder, you climbed;
There are more things to accomplish in life;
So, you must stay level-headed life-time!
'Wish you many more grand achievements in life! '
From Dean, IRT PMC & H, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-07-12
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Sonnet: To Dear Invinciblz on Teacher's Day
Just few months from now on, life sure will change;
Your learning as a medico may end;
Your doctor's training starts in newer range;
Your medical degree, you must defend!
So, put your theory learnt to practice soon;
Your patients serve to give you bed-side ken;
Time spent in library will turn your boon;
Remember, you're elite men and women!
Your professional knowledge must go sky-high!
Your labour shouldn't reduce in any way;
Awaits a world of competition, nigh;
Life's enjoyment ought to be kept at bay!
You aim for excellence in treating sick;
Experience is throughout life, a pick!
Fondly dedicated to the 2008 MBBS batch of IRT PMC, Perundurai
By Dean, Dr.A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-9-'12
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No Compasion
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In a world
where people have problems
In this world
where decisions are a way of life
Other people's problems they overwhelm my mind
They say compassion is a virtue, but I don't have the time
So many people...have their problems
I'm not interested...in their problems
I guess I've...experienced some problems
But now I've...made some decisions
Takes a lot of time to push away the nonsense
Take my compassion...Push it as far as it goes
My interest level's dropping, my interest level is dropping
I've heard all I want to, I don't want to hear any more
What are you, in love with your problems?
I think you take it...a little too far
It's...not so cool to have so many problems
But don't expect me to explain your indecisions
Go...talk to your analyst, isn't that what they're paid for
You walk, you talk...You still function like you used to
It's not a question...Of your personality or style
Be a little more selfish, it might do you some good
In a world where people have problems
In this world where decisions are a way of life
Other people's problems, they overwhelm my mind
They say compassion is a virtue, but I don't have the time
(Here we go again)
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Lamp-lighting By Nurses
By lamps, you light although daylight,
You light the world of darkened lives
Of ailing patients and dying,
Giving them hope of life quite bright!
The lamps you hold by hand today
Affirm your wish to toil always,
Relieving pain and sufferings
Of sick, diseased brethren all day!
Like ‘Lady with the lamp’ you show
Your heart has love and compassion
For mankind sick and afflicted;
To God, the Healer, you thus bow!
The lamps will show the world around
That nurses are a noble lot
Who sacrifice their lives and time
To make everybody’s health sound!
May nurses fill the world with cheer!
Like Nightingale, serve sick always;
Your work is more than gold, aye, dear!
Be bold but kind to human race!
Fondly dedicated to the ‘I Batch’
Of IRT SON students and staff
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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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To Nurses on Valentine’s Day,2011
Each one is my dear valentine;
Each unforgettable;
Like sun and moon, you ever shine,
You are admirable!
Just share your love with all brethren;
Your patients need much care;
By sharing love, earth turns heaven;
Then sufferings are rare!
You nightingales can sing good songs,
And make all dance to tune;
Nevertheless, avoid all wrongs;
To vice, become immune!
Give love to unwanted babies;
Comfort the dying ones;
Give ailing people, mental peace;
Let sweet words spill in tons!
Spread happiness in every way,
Be kind to all around;
Love cures more illnesses each day,
Like rain upon parched ground.
Dean has a place within his heart
For everyone of you;
In earthly life, just do your part;
Then success smiles on you.
“Wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day,2011”
Fondly dedicated to all nursing staff & student nurses of
IRT School of Nursing, Perundurai.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-02-’11
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Sonnet: When God’s Our Friend
You fear the Lord and He will spare His rod;
Have faith in Him and He will shower Grace;
Accept to be a believer of God,
And like the sun, so too will shine your face.
Believe in Him, although He is unseen;
But look for Him in all things He has made;
Just pray to Him and on His help you lean;
Praise Him; thank Him, till from this world we fade.
Never worry for He never forsakes;
He is the Almighty God and Creator;
With Him as Guide, big problems turn small aches;
To all our needs, He’ll certainly cater.
When God’s our Friend, who can against us win?
Devils are on the run, so is our sin!
6-15-2001
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Teacher’s Day,2009
What noble souls can teachers be!
They rear their students parent -like;
They teach them how to read and write;
They mould their character, conduct.
They impart knowledge from when kids;
They show the world what God has made,
Revealing beauty in all things.
They help the pupils learn by rote,
And teach them how to reason out,
And understand the world around.
They teach them sense of values, time,
And tell them what for, one is born,
Contrasting love of God and man.
They sacrifice their lives always,
And serve as role-models to some;
But some are exemplary souls!
They make the kids to become smart,
And train them to be skilled in life.
More mature grows the mind with ken!
For service done, they expect naught;
They teach until they can, no more,
And vanish silently from earth.
What noble souls can teachers be!
Children blossom to fine adults –
Responsible world citizens!
Let students thank and praise these souls
For achievements, accomplishments,
Indebted for the love thus shown!
What noble souls can teachers be!
Their service rendered is afree;
Do bless them well, O Almighty!
Copyright 9-3-2009 by Dr John Celes, Perundurai
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