The Clouds of Change Will Bring Rain of Blessings!
Those days of childhood were the best in life -
Life when as kids, despite the wily world;
Our parents saw we got the best comforts;
We were so innocent but enjoyed life!
It was the same when we had joined this place!
The beauty of the campus knew no words;
The working conditions were congenial;
Decades two later, ‘All is not that well! '
Our Institution too seems at cross-roads!
‘Who will now run the place? ' none can predict;
Whoever holds the reins, none can foresee!
All things will have to change for good but when?
Nevertheless, we must do our duty;
This teamwork must go on and never fail;
Integrity and unity, we need;
We should not lose our hearts in the meantime!
Let's do our job with ethics, conscience;
Let's treat our patients all, with tender love;
Let's serve the ailing people with more zeal;
Let's mitigate the sufferings of the poor!
Of course, we have not got our credit due!
The workplace seems unfit to suit our needs;
But duty comes before all things, you see;
Our patients should not suffer for our ills!
Let's serve the sick, suffering, and dying;
Let's not demand any reward, award;
Let's keep the profession's nobility;
Let's do our mite without hesitation!
The God of goodness watches creatures all!
He takes the side of righteous souls on earth;
The arrogant will have their downfalls soon!
Each one of us must labour as birthright!
Good things will happen when seasons are right!
We must not lose our patience anytime;
God will open us newer doors to all;
He knows the time that's ideal and best!
So, do not sulk or turn crestfallen then!
The upright will not go unrewarded;
Each one of us will get our D-day soon;
The clouds of change will bring rain of blessings!
The master must be servant to turn great;
This world of men is interdependent;
Co-operation brings general welfare;
Await the time God plans to bless us all!
All Is Not Well For Now, But Better Things Will Come!
Jai Hind! ‘Happy Independence Day,2012! '
To all STAFF of IRT PMC & H, SoN and RTS, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-8-12
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Sonnet: Don’t You Worry
Some things may happen unexpectedly;
No need to fret or fume or feel depressed;
All things do happen for our good only;
Let’s hope that life makes feel less repressed.
We should not change in ways the world expects;
We must not change if principles are lost;
We can adjust to things if world respects;
For everything, there is a risk and cost!
Don’t you worry as God decides all things;
Just take the things as they come up to you;
None can predict the time and things, life brings;
Life brings problems and apt solutions too.
All things in life are transient, ev’n if long;
We have to do things right and not the wrong!
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Sonnet: May Doctors Heal with Love
Let all the world's people remain healthy!
Let scientists find cures for every disease;
Let health make everyone happy, wealthy;
Let's hope that mankind's pain and sufferings cease!
Let doctors make their profession nobler;
Let ethics guide their minds in decisions;
Let love of life covert their art simpler;
Let scalpels cut out better incisions!
Let doctors put their heart and soul to heal;
Let love of brethren bring out soothing words;
Let God help doctors, patients' anguish, feel;
Let words be magic potions and not swords!
Let doctors do just good, avoiding harm;
Let them serve God by making patients warm!
Dean of IRT PMC &H Perundurai, Tamilnadu
Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar MD wishes
"Happy Doctor's Day,2012! " to all doctors in India
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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.,
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Sonnet: Wisdom in Life
’Tis good to do some good things in our life,
And use all opportunities, God gives,
To mitigate the suff’rings that is rife;
In poor of hearts and honest souls, God lives!
’Tis better to avoid doing great harm;
When God is good, how can He bear evil?
’Tis better to till off sins from soul’s farm,
Not solicit favors from a devil.
’Tis best to do a lot of good in life,
And do the things our conscience tells is right;
’Tis best to help our fellowmen in strife,
And fight for justice’s cause with all our might.
Sin is a sin when fail we in duty;
But God can forgive us yet, what beauty!
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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.,
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Nurses
They console those who feel deprived;
They comfort those about to die;
They give tender and loving care;
They relieve pain by their kind talk
They bandage wounds that bleed so much;
They start the drips that sustain life;
They give life-saving oxygen;
They care for sick by day and night.
They advise patients to be good;
They scold the ones who don’t keep rules;
They wish them ‘good morning’, ‘good night’,
They tuck them snugly when they sleep.
They feed those who can’t eat themselves;
They make them swallow bitter pills;
They tell them what cleanliness is;
They bid good-bye when discharged well.
They stay awake by their bed-side;
They call relatives when needed;
They say kind words that heal like drugs;
They empathize when things go wrong.
They show great love for suffering souls;
They serve the young and old when sick;
They respect human life on earth;
They are like angels right from birth.
The world depends on nurses much;
Nurses are health-providers too;
They are a boon and main pillars
Of global health care delivery.
O Florence Nightingale’s found souls;
Your work is more than weight in gold;
God bless your divine earthly roles
You’re always noble in this world.
God surely will reward you well.
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God Amply Blesses Righteous Souls
At last, some things do happen much sought for,
in strange a manner, and in God’s own time;
The world is taken aback by such feats –
those happen by mere trust in Almighty!
God blesses righteous souls in mighty ways!
Our prayers can bring forth miracles quite fast;
God does not forsake nor abandon souls;
His love for righteousness is too steadfast.
The world looks down upon all righteous souls;
Yet, truth triumphs always ultimately;
Our foes and friends cannot believe their eyes;
God showers blessings on His beloved souls.
The righteous win against such heavy odds;
When God does things, He does them perfectly;
Our earthly tries end up in vanity,
But God gives upright souls some thumping wins.
Let worry not engulf one’s heart and mind;
Keep purity of soul foremost in life;
Sin shouldn’t decrease the bond of man with God;
God does great things if one truly deserves!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-11-2008
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Sonnet: Be Content Man, Always!
Each day, I want to do so many things!
A fraction but I do, of what I’d thought;
Our time gets frittered, tackling strife life brings;
To be contented in our lives, we ought.
The many things we plan don’t turn out well;
Some things we never think of happen right;
Sometimes, our life’s a veritable hell;
Should we yet burn the oil of the mid-night?
Yet, this is how our life on earth goes on;
Just take the things as they come in your wake;
A garb of toil, patience and hope, we don,
And do our duty at least for God’s sake!
Nevertheless, be content Man, always;
Then pleasantly pass off our earthly days!
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Better Not to Ask God ‘Why?
What for I came here is unclear to me?
Why did God bring me to this place isn't known?
Am I doing things as He wanted me?
Despite all odds, I know I am quite fine!
The ways of God are strange, ill-understood!
Nevertheless, God does whatev'r is good;
There is no need to waste time or to brood;
Just do our duty sincerely, we should!
The way God thinks, no human being can;
God's wisdom is more perfect than a man's;
Fulfill His purpose, man should in life-span;
A holy God wants man to be sin sans!
There is no way of saying ‘no' to God;
The things He expects may seem sometimes odd;
For labour done, He surely will reward;
Remember God is Master and the Lord!
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In Life on Earth…
The west is not always the best
And east not always the worst;
The north is indiscernible;
The south is unexplainable.
Never ape all things you find around;
Never follow ones un-understandable;
Emulate the good found in others;
Take the good what cultures offer you.
Give unto Caesar what is due to him;
Give unto God what rightly belongs to Him;
One cannot serve both world and God
Except by being righteous all the time.
Nothing you do must exceed its limits;
There are some things that God abhors;
Both good and bad on earth are transient
But will decide your spot in after-life.
Learn to be wise and risk not priceless life;
Learn to not hate but love others around;
Learn to adjust with neighbours and creatures;
Learn to seek God and truth by being holy!
In life on earth, we ought to live right way;
Our conscience will ably guide us through;
Why worry for things earthly, lasting short?
Work for those things eternal in heaven!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-04-'12
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Sonnet: Change Does Come
The time has come for things to change again;
Solutions to old problems spring anew;
The summer’s heat is followed by much rain;
The trouble-makers are now just a few!
Reprieve is due after a spell of gloom;
Mellowed are many when old-aged and grey;
The corrupt will no longer have more room;
All employees are due for rise of pay.
The righteous hope to see some better times;
The tricksters feel their game has concluded;
God ushers seasons marking changing climes;
There is no place for masks and things hooded!
The wheel of time does turn definitely;
Good times will come for upright souls surely.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-19-2008
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Rotaract
The youth has power to do things well;
The youth has ideas quite swell;
The youth has energy to sell;
The youth has done so well, times tell.
Begin to think and do while young;
The world needs minds and hearts of gold;
Think of your unlucky neighbor;
Help him to live in a better way.
All good things needs to start from scratch;
All should not stay selfish on earth;
All must help shape the world around;
All must have selfless common ground!
All people aren't hale and hearty;
The world goes on by hierarchy;
Millions of brethren live in strife;
You must do charity in life!
The Rotaract affords this chance;
You can hard-work and sing and dance;
Don't look at downtrodden askance;
You must take up a better stance!
The world has umptine diseases;
Poverty afflicts myriad souls;
The problems people face are great;
Can you not make the world better?
The world at large in hunger lies;
Unsheltered masses sadly die;
Social evils afill the world;
Misery plagues people untold.
The youth must become good adults;
The environs must be better;
There's time for you and fellow-men;
Begin today and make the change!
Work for the common man's welfare;
Feel satisfied in life and act;
Think of the unfortunate ones;
Get God's reward for things you do!
‘Start a new Rotaract club and serve the needy souls! '
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-10-12
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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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World Nurses’ Day,2010
Let love of money never interfere
With sacrificial service for mankind,
In times of ailments, distress, agony,
In noble profession on earth – Nursing.
Let duty to the suffering patients stay
Paramount all life, mitigating pain;
Let selflessness prevail in loving care
Of brethren moribund, in throes of death.
Let love of profession afill the hearts
Those follow Florence Nightingale’s footsteps;
Let God reward thee amply for thy work
In saving lives and curing diseases.
May thy noble profession remain so!
Let ethics not be ignored any day;
Let loving care of human beings make
The earth a paradise to some extent!
‘May God bless all nurses on this most wonderful Day! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-05-2010
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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: Hurry up, man!
Respect your parents in all things you can;
Revere your teachers, elders, while alive;
Remember, you are from dust of earth, man!
Return God's love to you, and for this strive!
Just do your duty without wasting time;
Take care of health, given by God, priceless;
In some way, make your life on earth, sublime;
Treasures in heaven await you, boundless!
Do all the good you can without a lull;
Avoid all vices that crop up your way;
Never turn lazy, indolent and dull;
Have faith in God who ushers your D-day!
So, hurry up to be righteous on earth;
This is what the Maker wants from your birth.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-6-12
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On Living on Earth
If I can be what others try to be,
I'm afraid, I could land in vanity;
If I remain myself adamantly,
I'm afraid, I could lose my sanity!
But I can't change the ways the world wants me;
I ought to have my own identity;
I must live up to my conscience freely,
Or else lose my happy eternity!
God gave us freedom to think and to do;
We are accountable for every deed;
A life-time shouldn't vanish like morning dew;
Through labour hard, we must become good seed!
Why to welcome the evil that surround?
We ought to spread goodness to all around;
Evil thoughts, misdeeds could turn ghosts that hound;
Than scary mountain, better be good mound!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 16-06-12
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Reminiscences of Our Alma Mater Silver Jubilee Meet of '87 Batch of PSGIMS&R
A quarter century has gone,
Since we had become medicos!
We can't believe the fleeting time
That changed us, and the world around.
Those years when we had joined this place,
It was not full of comforts much;
But now our Alma Mater is
A med-city within city!
How time has changed the landscape past!
New blocks have sprung up very fast;
A few teachers who taught us here
Remain slogging for students dear!
The knowledge they had shared with us
Has made us whatever we are;
We thank our teachers dear from heart,
Who lit the lamps in our lives then.
The campus brings us ev'rgreen thoughts
Of days when we were students here;
Despite the toil and struggles past,
We are better than what we'd thought!
We see our teachers somewhat old;
Whatev'r they told us was like gold;
We see our batchmates' kith and kin;
Our life on earth has been a win!
Our hearts are filled with emotions
Of pleasant thoughts of our stay here;
Though we may change akin fashions,
Our love for Alma Mater's clear!
We thank the Management, Trustees,
Who did so much to make us, Docs;
We thank those who helped treat disease,
And God, who made us priceless rocks!
Our job on earth is just begun;
We love to serve our sick brethren;
There are more good things to be done;
We want to make our earth, heaven!
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Doctor's Day 2012
Most Doctors…
Try their best to heal;
Do not try to steal;
Use their ken to deal
With patient's problems and do feel!
All Doctors…
Are just humans too;
Try to be humane and do
Their duty with ethics due,
Upgrading knowledge new.
A few Doctors…
May make errors great;
May fleece patients poor;
May not perform to their best,
And earn a bad name for the rest!
Doctors…
Are a noble lot and lucky slot,
Whose toil is praised but soon forgot;
Sacrifice their life-times but cannot
Find time to check own health from rot!
Wish Doctors all, ‘A Happy Doctors Day! '
May they labour, come what may;
For their kind work, may God repay
With heaven, and bless them His way!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-05-2012
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