Miracles of the Mother of God

The chapel of St: Marys Jacobite Syrian Orthodox Church at Kattachira witnessed a miracle today. Tears started to flow from a picture of St:Mary kept in the chapel. Thousands of faithful are flocking to the church to witness the miracle. This is the first video footage of the incident. Holy Virgin , Mother of God , Pray for us


This Movie is a recorded Movie of Mother Mary. its still happening at Marathakkara. a kind of liquid is coming from the eye. This liquid has smell of Jasmine and liquid feeling like Oil. A beautiful village in kerala(India). Watch the movie and comment it

Oh My Darling, Clementine & സമയമാം രഥത്തില് ഞാന്

കേരളീയരുടെ മുഴുവന്‍ കണ്ണുകളെ ഈറനണിയിച്ച മലയാള ഗാനരചയിതാവാണ്‌ വോണ്ബ്രെ ഷ്‌ത് നാഗല്‍ എന്ന ജര്മ്മുന്കായരന്‍. ഒരു മലയാളകവിക്കും കഴിയാത്തവിധമാണ്‌ മലയാളികളുടെ ഹൃദയത്തിന്റെ ലോലമായ തന്ത്രികളില്‍ മുട്ടി നാഗലിന്റെ അഗാധതയുള്ള വാക്കുകള്‍ ദു:ഖത്തിന്റെ രാഗങ്ങളുണര്ത്തി യിട്ടുള്ളത്‌. ജീവിതത്തിന്റെ ക്ഷണഭംഗുരതയെപ്പറ്റി കേരളീയരെ ഓര്മ്മി പ്പിക്കുകയോ അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ ഒരുപരിധിവരെ ഭയവിഹ്വലരാക്കുകയോ ചെയ്‌തിട്ടുള്ള ഒരു ഗാനരചയിതാവ്‌ വേറെയുണ്ടോ?
ജര്മ്മണനിയില്‍ ഒരു നെയ്‌ത്തുകാരന്റെ പുത്രനായി ജനിച്ച നാഗല്‍ 1893-ലാണ്‌ ഒരു സുവിശേഷകനായി കണ്ണൂരിലെത്തിയത്‌. പിന്നീട്‌ കൊച്ചിരാജ്യത്തും തിരുവിതാംകൂറിലുമെല്ലാം സുവിശേഷപ്രവര്ത്തതനം നടത്തി. നാഗല്‍ ആറുവര്ഷംംകൊണ്ടു മലയാളം ഹൃദിസ്‌ഥമാക്കി എഴുതിയതാണ്‌ സമയമാംരഥത്തില്‍ എന്ന ഗാനം.
മലയാളഭാഷയുടെ ചരിത്രത്തില്‍ ഒരു ഗാനമോ കവിതയോ പതിനേഴുഭാഷയില്‍ മൊഴിമാറ്റം നടത്തപ്പെട്ടിട്ടില്ല. മലയാളത്തിലെ ഗാനശാഖ വിടര്ന്നു പൂത്തുലയുകയാണെങ്കിലും കവിതയാകെ കൂമ്പടഞ്ഞുകിടക്കുന്ന വര്ത്ത മാന കാലത്ത്‌ ഏതെങ്കിലുമൊരു മലയാളകവിത ഇത്രയധികം അന്യഭാഷകളിലേക്കു മൊഴിമാറ്റം നടത്തുന്നതിനെക്കുറിച്ച്‌ സ്വപ്‌നംകാണാന്‍ മലയാളികള്ക്കു കഴിയുമോ?

നാഗലിന്റെ ഈ ഗാനത്തെപ്പറ്റി പുതിയ പഠനം പറയുന്നത്‌ അദ്ദേഹം എഴുതിയ പല ഗാനങ്ങളില്‍ ഒന്നുമാത്രമാണ്‌ സമയമാംരഥത്തില്‍ എന്നാണ്‌. വഴിയും സത്യവും നീ മാത്രമേ, സ്‌നേഹത്തിന്‍ ഇടയനാം യേശുവേ, യേശു വരും വേഗത്തില്‍ ആശ്വാസമായി തുടങ്ങിയ ഗാനങ്ങളില്‍ ഒന്ന്‌. അങ്ങനെ എഴുതിയ സമയമാംരഥത്തില്‍ എന്ന ഗാനമാണ്‌ നാഗലിന്റെ രണ്ടുവയസുള്ള മകന്‍ റോഗ്ലിഫ്‌ മാവേലിക്കരയില്വ്ച്ച്‌ ഉദരരോഗംമൂലം മരണമടഞ്ഞപ്പോള്‍ ആ കുഞ്ഞിന്റെ വിലാപയാത്രയില്‍ പാടിയതത്രെ. വിലാപയാത്രയില്‍ കേട്ട ആ വരികള്‍ ജനങ്ങളുടെ കണ്ണുകളെ ഈറനണിയിച്ചതുകൊണ്ടായിരിക്കണം പിന്നീട്‌ എല്ലാവിഭാഗത്തില്പ്പെുട്ട ക്രൈസ്‌തവരും അതൊരു വിലാപയാത്രാഗാനമാക്കി മാറ്റിയത്‌. എത്രയെത്ര മോഹങ്ങള്‍ ആരുതന്നെ മനസില്‍ കെട്ടിപ്പടുത്താലും മനുഷ്യജീവിതം ഈ ലോകത്തില്‍ എത്ര ക്ഷണികമാണെന്ന്‌ വ്യക്‌തമാക്കുന്ന വരികള്‍. പ്രപഞ്ചഘടികാരത്തിന്റെ സൂചികള്ക്കുന മുമ്പില്‍ വളരെ വളരെ ഹ്രസ്വമാണ്‌ ഈലോകജീവിതം.

കേരളത്തെയും മലയാളത്തെയും അത്രയേറെ സ്‌നേഹിച്ചിരുന്ന വോള്‍ ബ്രെഷ്‌ത്നാഗലിന്‌ രണ്ടാംലോകമഹായുദ്ധമാരംഭിച്ചതോടെ 1914-ല്‍ സൈനികസേവനത്തിനുവേണ്ടി ജര്മ്മസനിയിലേക്കു കുടുംബസമേതം പോകേണ്ടിവന്നു. താന്‍ മടങ്ങിവരുമെന്ന്‌ നാട്ടുകാര്ക്കുട ഉറപ്പുനല്കിവക്കൊണ്ട്‌ കപ്പല്‍ കയറിയ നാഗല്‍ 1921-ല്‍ സ്വിറ്റ്‌സര്ലകണ്ടില്വവച്ച്‌ അന്ത്യശ്വാസം വലിക്കുകയും ചെയ്‌തു.

From Mangalam (K.M.Roy, Irulum Vellichavum)

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സമയമാം രഥത്തില് ഞാന് സ്വറ്ഗ്ഗയാത്ര ചെയ്യുന്നു
എന് സ്വദേശം കാണ്മതിനു ബദ്ധപ്പെട്ടോടീടുന്നു.
ആകെ അല്പ നേരം മാത്രം എന്റെ യാത്ര തീരുവാന്
യേശുവേ! നിനക്കു സ്തോത്രം വേഗം നിന്നെ കാണും ഞാന്

രാവിലെ ഞാന് ഉണരുമ്പോള് ഭാഗ്യമുള്ളോന് നിശ്ചയം
എന്റെ യാത്രയുടെ അന്ത്യം ഇന്നലെക്കാള് അടുപ്പം-
ആകെ അല്പ...

രാത്രിയില് ഞാന് ദൈവത്തിന്റെ കൈകളില് ഉറങ്ങുന്നു
അപ്പോഴും എന് രഥത്തിന്റെ ചക്രം മുന്നോട്ടായുന്നു-
ആകെ അല്പ...

തേടുവാന് ജഡത്തില് സുഖം ഇപ്പോള് അല്ല സമയം
സ്വന്തനാട്ടില് ദൈവമുഖം കാണ്കയത്രെ വാഞ്ഛിതം-
ആകെ അല്പ...

ഭാരങ്ങള് കൂടുന്നതിനു ഒന്നും വേണ്ട യാത്രയില്
അല്പം അപ്പം വിശപ്പിന്നു സ്വല്പ വെള്ളം ദാഹിക്കില്-
ആകെ അല്പ...

സ്ഥലം ഹാ മഹാവിശേഷം ഫലം എത്ര മധുരം
വേണ്ട വേണ്ട ഭൂപ്രദേശം അല്ല എന്റെ പാറ്പ്പിടം-
ആകെ അല്പ...

നിത്യമായോറ് വാസ സ്ഥലം എനിക്കുണ്ടു സ്വറ്ഗ്ഗത്തില്
ജീവവൃക്ഷത്തിന്റെ ഫലം ദൈവപറുദീസായില്-
ആകെ അല്പ...

എന്നെ എതിരേല്പാനായി ദൈവദൂതറ് വരുന്നു
വേണ്ടുമ്പോലെ യാത്രക്കായി പുതുശക്തി തരുന്നു-
ആകെ അല്പ...





Oh My Darling, Clementine is an American western folk ballad usually credited to Percy Montrose (1884), even though it's sometimes referred to Barker Bradford. The song is believed to have been based on another song called Down by the River Liv'd a Maiden by H. S. Thompson (1863).
The words are those of a bereaved lover singing about his darling, the daughter of a miner in the 1849 California Gold Rush. He loses her in a drowning accident, though he consoles himself towards the end of the song with Clementine's "little sister".

The verse about the little sister was often left out of folk song books intended for children, presumably because it seemed morally questionable.

Gerald Brenan attributes the melody to originally being an old Spanish ballad in his book South from Granada. It was made popular by Mexican miners during the Gold Rush. It was also given various English texts. No particular source is cited to verify that the song he used to hear in the 1920s in a remote Spanish village was not an old text with new music, but Brenan states in his preface that all facts mentioned in the book have been checked reasonably well.
Forty-niners
The first people to rush to the gold fields, beginning in the spring of 1848, were the residents of California themselves—primarily agriculturally oriented Americans and Europeans living in Northern California, along with Native Americans and some Californios (Spanish-speaking Californians).[30] These first miners tended to be families in which everyone helped in the effort. Women and children of all races were often found panning next to the men. Some enterprising families set up boarding houses to accommodate the influx of men; in such cases, the women often brought in steady income while their husbands searched for gold.




In a cavern in a canyon excavatin' for a mine
Dwelt a miner fortyniner and his daughter Clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine
Soft she was and like a fairy and her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses were the shoes for Clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine
She drove ducklings to the water every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter fell into the foaming brine
Oh my darling oh my darling oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine
Ruby lips above the water blowing bubbles soft and fine
Alas for me he was no swimmer so he lost his Clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine

Vulkano

Volcanic eruption in Iceland 

Kudiyante Sandhesam

God's Fool -Story

Once there came from the desert to the great city of Sharia a man who was a dreamer, and he had naught but his garment and staff. And as he walked through the streets he gazed with awe and wonder at the temples and towers and palaces, for the city of Sharia was of surpassing beauty. And he spoke often to the passers-by, questioning them about their city—but they understood not his language, nor he their language.

At the noon hour he stopped before a vast inn. It was built of yellow marble, and people were going in and coming out unhindered. “This must be a shrine,” he said to himself, and he too went in. But what was his surprise to find himself in a hall of great splendour and a large company of men and women seated about many tables. They were eating and drinking and listening to the musicians. ‘Nay,’ said
the dreamer, ‘This is no worshipping. It must be a feast given by the prince to the people, in celebration of a great event.’
At that moment a man, whom he took to be the slave of the prince, approached him, and bade him be seated. And he was served with meat and wine and most excellent sweets.
When he was satisfied, the dreamer rose to depart. At the door he was stopped by a large man magnificently arrayed.
‘Surely this is the prince himself,’ said the dreamer in his heart, and he bowed to him and thanked him.
Then the large man said in the language of the city: ‘Sir, you have not paid for your dinner.’
And the dreamer did not understand, and again thanked him heartily.
Then the large man bethought him, and he looked more closely upon the dreamer. And he saw that he was a stranger, clad in but a poor garment, and that indeed he had not wherewith to pay for his meal. Then the large man clapped his hands and called—and there came four watchmen of the city. And they listened to the large man.
Then they took the dreamer between them, and they were two on each side of him. And the dreamer noted the ceremoniousness of their dress and of their manner and he looked upon them with delight. ‘These,’ said he, ‘are men of distinction.’
And they walked all together until they came to the House of Judgement and they entered.
The dreamer saw before him, seated upon a throne, a venerable man with flowing beard, robed majestically. And he thought he was the king. And he rejoiced to be brought before him.
Now the watchmen related to the judge, who was the venerable man, the charge against the dreamer, and the judge appointed two advocates, one to present the charge and the other to defend the stranger. And the advocates rose, the one after the other, and delivered each his argument. And the dreamer thought himself to be listening to addresses of welcome, and his heart filled with gratitude to the king and the prince for all that was done for him.
Then sentence was passed upon the dreamer, that upon a tablet about his neck his crime should be written, and that he should ride through the city on a naked horse, with a trumpeter and a drummer before him. And the sentence was carried out forthwith.
Now as the dreamer rode through the city upon the naked horse, with the trumpeter and the drummer before him, the inhabitants of the city came running forth at the sound of the noise, and when they saw him they laughed one and all, and the children ran after him in companies from street to street. And the dreamer's heart was filled with ecstasy, and his eyes shone upon them. For to him the tablet was a sign of the king's blessing and the procession was in his honour.
Now as he rode, he saw among the crowd a man who was from the desert like himself and his heart swelled with joy, and he cried out to him with a shout:
‘Friend! Friend! Where are we? What city of the heart's desire is this? What race of lavish hosts, who feast the chance guest in their palaces, whose princes companion him, whose kings hangs a token upon his breast and opens to him the hospitality of a city descended from heaven?’
And he who was also of the desert replied not. He only smiled and slightly shook his head.
And the procession passed on. And the dreamer's face was uplifted and his eyes were
overflowing with light.

TINTU MON

English sir to students: Give some examples using 'day' ?.
Gopi : Annual day
Thomaskutty : Birthday.
Tintumon : "Enthuvaaday"

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Sir : Entha late aayathu..
Tintu : Nadannu varan vaiki sir.
Sir : Bussil vannoode??
Tintu : Athu sir nte molodu paranjaal kelkkande...

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Tintu mon  30 പേര് ഉള്‍പെടെ  സബരിമാലുക്   പോയി .
അവിടെ  വെച്ച്  തിരക്കില്‍  ടിന്റു  മോന്‍  കൂട്ടം  തെറ്റി  ഒറ്റക്കായി .
ടിന്റു  മോന്‍  announcement counteril  ചെന്ന് : “എന്റെ  കൂടെ  വന്ന  29 പേരെ  കാണാനില്ല …! !”
ഇത്  കേട്ട  ഒരാള്‍ : ” 29 പേരെ  കാണാനില്ലേ ….? ?
Tintu മോന്‍ : ” പിന്നെ  ഞാന്‍  എന്ത്  പറയണം …എന്നെ  കാണാനില്ല  എന്ന്
പറയണോ ….?? ?”

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ഫാദര്‍  and ടിന്റുമോന്‍  were standing in front of the tiger’s cage at the zoo.
The father was explaining how ferocious and strong tigers are, and
tintumon was taking it all in with a serious expression.
"Dad,” tinumon said finally, “if the tiger got out of his cage and ate you
up …”
“Yes, son?” the father said expectantly.
“What bus should I take home?” tinumon finished.
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Tintumon ഡോക്ടറോട്  പ്ലാസ്റ്റിക്‌  sugery  ചെയ്യാന്‍  etra roopayakum?
Dr.50000
Tintu:any discount?
Dr:No
ടിന്റു: Plastic njan konduvannalo.
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Caril pokunna achan tintumonod:"indicator kathunnundo? onnu nokku"
tintumon:"undu…illa…undu… illa…undu…illa… undu…illa…undu… illa…"
Tintumon was asked to write a sign board for the traffic near the school.
He wrote"Drive carefully! Don't kill the students, wait for the teachers"

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Tintumon went to his Dad's Friend's home late night.Uncle offered him to
Sleep in Baby's room.
Tintumon refused because the Baby might Cry at Night and went to sleep in
the drawing hall.
Next morning he saw a Beautiful young Girl at the breakfast table,
Tintumon : Who are you?
The girl replied,"I am Baby..."

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Teacher : What is "Al2 O3? ?
Ramu : Alumina.
Teacher: Tintu, What is ‘Fe2 O3??
Tintumon : "Filomina"
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Tintumon askd d tchr 4 two weeks leave.....
tintu:ente അപ്പൂപ്പന്‍  മരിച്ചു
teacher:നിന്റെ  അപ്പൂപ്പനല്ലേ  കഴിഞ്ഞ  ആഴ്ച  മരിച്ചത് ?
tintumon:അമ്മൂമ്മ  വീണ്ടും  കെട്ടി !

Pesha --- Pass over

Jewish Passover

Terms for passover Pesah

Terms for passover Pesah

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The 4 questions of Pesah in Yiddish

The 4 questions of Pesah in Yiddish

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My mum is amazing

She wakes up early in the morning with a smile
And she holds  my head up high
Don't you ever let anybody put you down
Cos you are my little angel


Then she makes something warm for me to  drink
Cos it's cold out there, she thinks
Then she walks me to school, Yes I aint no fool
I just think my Mom is amazing


BRIDGE/CHORUS
She makes  me feel
Like I can do anything
and when  she's with me
there's no where else, I'd rather be…


After School, she's  waiting by the gate
I'm so happy that I just can't wait
To get home to tell her how my day went
And  eat the yummy food, only my Mom makes


Then I wind her up cos I don't wanna bath 
And we run around the house with a laugh
No matter what I say, she gets her way
I  think my Mom is amazing


BRIDGE/CHORUS


Then I wake up in the morning, she's not there
And I realize she never was
And I'm still  here in this lonely orphanage
With so many just like me


And as my dreams begin  to fade
I try hard to look forward to my day
But there's a pain in my heart that's a craving
How I wish I had a Mom that's amazing
Would  be amazing

 

The Second Mile

The Second Mile is a movie which will bless your thoughts and actions and encourage you to go the second mile. This story describes how we can step out of our comfort zones to experience something greater.

Second Mile

U-Turn

GIVEUP REVENGE TO SERVE POOR..

Constable Ittiyaveera died from the bullets of Dhanashekaran, leaving behind his wife and three children. It was the first incident in Kerala police station where a policeman was shot by the culprit. “ I will kill Dhanashekaran” was the only diary note of victim’s son. Today the son is not Zakharia but Fr. Zakharia. He demonstrated the path of goodness to the world instead of the unholy path of revenge.

The life of Fr. Zakharia Therambil, the vicar of Mar. Gregorios Jacobite Syrian Orthodox Church Thiruvanchiyoor, has turned to spirituality after having gone through the path of communist ideology and the thoughts of revenge. As a teenager and later as an young man his mind was full of communism and theories of Evolutions. The thoughts of revenge to kill his fathers murderer followed. Soon Zakharias visualized the crucified figure of the Christ, the most merciful lord, enlightened Zakhria’s mind.

Reckless Teenage

Zakharia, the youngest son of Ittiyaveera and Thankamma wasn’t a believer to start with. Ittiyaveera, a head constable, was a man of principles and was against bribery and dishonesty. Zakharia was taken to communism in his schooldays. Later he joined St.Marys college, Manarkad. For the pre-degree course. He was forced to leave the college due to his rebellious attitude. Zakharia says that it happened as a result of misunderstanding by the college authorities. His father didn’t persuade his son to apologise and go back to college. He continued his education privately.

The Day Life Changed.

Zakharia was at his home when he heard that his father was shot, on 8 January 1989.
Dhanashekaren shot Ittiyaveera four times and one bullet hit his forehead. While he was doing body-check to pull out the fake currency notes. Ittiyaveera died at Kottayam medical college after a six hour long surgery at 11 pm, leaving behind his innocent wife and school going children. It was the first incident of shooting a police man in Kerala police station. The incident has shocked Zakharia.

Today fr. Zakharia laughs while reading his diary note, “I will kill Dhanashekaran”.
It was his intention to find and kill him who escaped jail soon after the arrest.

A lot of well wishers came forward to help the family, that shattered mentally and financially. The colleagues of Ittiyaveera- V R Rajeevan [S.P], ASP Sreelekha, Alphonse Kannanthanam [ District collector], sympathetically helped the family of their respectable and principle minded Ittiyaveera. Still the thoughts of revenge didn’t subside in Zakharia’s mind. While at the Baselios college his mind gradually changed. Zacharia believes that it was by the intervention of God. It started during a short stay on the street, on his way back home fro college. He listened to Rev. Fr. Mathew Naickamparambil who was conducting a camp at Nagambalam, sponsored by Muringoor retreat centre. It was incredible to believe the change of Zakharia towards spirituality that he refused to accept before.

The condition of his family worsened because of the falling rubber prices and difficulty in paying home loan. By God’s grace his elder brother Kurian managed to secure a job in village office soon relieving the family burden. Zakharia doesn’t remember the time he thought of priesthood. Anxiety and difficulty in decsision making followed regarding future course in life. By this time he completed his degree at the university. He wrote a long letter describing the situation to Prof. of Economics- P C Elias. It was the reply of this letter that initiated Zakharia to become Fr. Zakharia. The reply said “I expect my students of the batch will reach great heights. Zakharia is one among them. I pray that you become a priest showering the light of divinity to many”.

With The Poor And Needy

Zakharia started visiting the patients of medical college Kottayam after joining the Navajeevan trust. He continued his sympathy and compassion to them after becoming the priest as well. His vicariate started at the St. George church at Valayadi in the high range. He reached there at a time when the factories where closed and people were jobless and starving. He started collection of food from Kottayam and distributing to them.

It was liquor addiction of the villagers that made him to start a retreat centre there. He could liberate many from alchoholism and drugs. In 2003 he reached Thoothutty Mar Gregorios church. He started a retreat centre here also. Selecting a hundred poverty striken family in the area he arranged to provide three kilogram rice every week to them. It was his brain behind the construction of ten houses to the homeless in this area.
His compassion and sympathy to the sick made him to join Pain and Palliative Care Unit. Centered at the church, 25 volunteers and over hundred patients seek advice and treatment. He drove for the first time an ambulance to Kottayam medical college and saved the life of person who met with accident at Thoothutty. Fr. Zakhariah, opting celibacy, destined to serve the poor until death. Like Pope John Paul II he too has no personal bank account.

  His Holiness the Patriarch Moran Mor Ignatius Zakka I Iwas approved the recommendation of the Holy Synod of Malankara, the name of Rev. Fr. Zacharia T. I, Mor Gregorian Centre Thoothootty, Kottayam as the bishop for Malabar Diocese. He was ordained as Rabban (Monks) on 2nd January, 2010 at Kyomtha Seminary Chapel, Thiruvankulam at 2.00 PM. Metropolitan of Kottayam Diocese, His Grace Dr. Mor Themotheos Thomas ordained Very Rev. Sabor Ramban (Fr. Zacharia Therambil) {and Metropolitan of Kochi Diocese and Secretary to the Holy Episcopal Synod in Malankara, His Grace Dr. Mor Gregorios Joseph ordained Very Rev. Afroth Ramban (Fr. Saji Thomas)} . H.B Catholicos Baselios Thomas I, Metropolitans Their Graces Dr. Mor Ivanios Mathews (Kandanad), Mor Dioscorus Kuriakose (Malecuriz Dayaro & Bangalore), Mor Athanasius Geevarghese (Simhasana Churches) and Dr. Mor Clemis Kuriakose (Idukki), Veery Rev. Binyamin Mulayirikkal Ramban, Cor Episcopus, Preists assisted. 

On 4th January 2009,  the Malankara Jacobite Syrian Orthodox Church  consecrated him at a pious but auspicious ceremony held at the St. Athanasius Cathedral in the Malankara Syrian Church headquarters, Puthencuriz. The Catholicos His Beatitude Mor Baselios Thomas I was the chief celebrant, assisted by all bishops from Malankara.

He prays God to help him to live poor and die poor..

Report by : Thankachan Samuel 

 

For more information, please visit Mor Grego , Syrian Church, Global Vision, SOCMNet ,  , Manorama, Mathrubhoomi, Desabhimani, Mangalam, Deepika 
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A Magic House

HOUSE

This is something really interesting... try it out!

CLICK ON HOUSE

Can anyone describe how this works?

Easy and Difficult

Easy is to get a place in someone's address book

Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart

Easy is to judge the mistakes of someone

Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes

Easy is to talk without thinking

Difficult is to refrain the tongue

Easy is to hurt someone who loves us

Difficult is to heal the wound...

Easy is to forgive others

Difficult is to ask for forgiveness

Easy is to set rules

Difficult is to follow them...

Easy is to dream every night

Difficult is to fight for a dream.....

Easy is to show victory

Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity...

Easy is to admire a full moon

Difficult to see the other side....

Easy is to stumble with a stone

Difficult is to get up...

Easy is to enjoy life every day.

Difficult is to give its real value..

Easy is to promise something to someone

Difficult is to fulfill that promise...

Easy is to say we love

Difficult is to show it every day...

Easy is to criticize others

Difficult is to improve oneself...

Easy is to make mistakes

Difficult is to learn from them...

Easy is to weep for a lost love

Difficult is to take care of it so you wont lose it.

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Happy Diwali

Good Wishes for a joyous Diwali Happy New Year with a plenty of Peace and Prosperity. यशाची रोशनि समाधानाचा फराळ मंगलमय रांगोळी मधुर मिठाई आकर्षक आकाशकंदील   आकाश उजळवणारे फटाके   - -   - -

11 Things that Needs to be Done

A marriage in Pune

One interesting E-mail.

History Mystery

Have a history teacher explain this----- if they can.

Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.

Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.

Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost their children while living in the White House..

Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head

Now it gets really weird.

Lincoln 's secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln .

Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.

Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.

John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.

Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born

in 1939.

Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.

Now hang on to your seat.

Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford'.
Kennedy was shot in a car called ' Lincoln ' made by 'Ford'.

Lincoln was shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse.
Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in a theater.

Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.

And here's the kicker...

A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe , Maryland
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.

WHO FIGURED THIS OUT?

INCREDIBLE
1) Fold a NEW $20 bill in half..

2) Fold again, taking care to fold it exactly as below

3) Fold the other end, exactly as before

4) Now, simply turn it over...

What a coincidence! A simple geometric fold creates a catastrophic premonition printed on all $20 bills!!!

COINCIDENCE?

YOU DECIDE

As if that wasn't enough...
Here is what you've seen...

Firstly The Pentagon on fire...

Then The Twin Towers.


...And now ... look at this!

TRIPLE COINCIDENCE ON A SIMPLE $20 BILL
Disaster (Pentagon)
Disaster ( Twin Towers )
Disaster ???

It gets even better 9 + 11 = $20!


(N.B: I have no idea of the origin of this information. I got one email from one of my friends and find it interesting.  I request you to check the authenticity of these informations.)

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