random musings...

Morrison Estate is a beautiful, southern Western Ghats mountainous based, 199 acres estate. The estate is in 2500 ft above sea level, and it was developed by an Englishman James Morrison when Britain ruled India. After India's independence, James sold the estate to Verghese Kurien, a local entrepreneur, since then Kurien family solely owned the estate. All the Southern estates are same, home of tea, rubber plants and some rare spices like cinnamon. But Morrison estate was pioneer to all other estates, Morrison taught all “how tos” to local farmers including special irrigation techniques and how to sell it through various markets. So the locals always has gratitude to Morrison even though they sold the estate 50 years ago. They named the road after Morrison which leads to estate from town. The current owner of Morrison estate is Sebastian Kurien, grandson of Verghese Kurien, who is retired professor and ex serviceman. He started his career with Indian Army as solider and studied hi

Chennai, 1958 The Harvard University's invitation letter was placed on University Of Madras's Dean's room table, where dean Senthinathan and Krishnan sitting facing each other. Dean started "See Krishnan, I submitted your thesis paper to Harvard university because i thought your research well deserved to be continue, it is not a easy one to experimentally prove Bose-Einstein condensate theory. You have done a marvelous job here. I want you to continue the experiment at Harvard". Dean looked at Krishnan's face, he noticed some hesitant from his face. Dean continued "You are only 4th person from our university to pursue research in Harvard with full scholarship. Don't waste this golden opportunity". Krishnan was a genius guy, he was brought up in Srirangam, which is about 300 KM south from Madras. Until his age 10, he was home schooled, after 10 he got admitted to direct 9th grade as he was a bright and super intelligent boy. After completing his

The day was perfect for Marion to meditate for million dollars from God as usual. Marion doing this ritual for last 50 years since he was 4 years old. He usually wakes up at 5.00 AM, after his usual matutinal duties, he sits in front of god to meditate for money. The mantra is "Please, God, come in front of me to give million dollars". As of today, he had meditated almost 3 billion times, God became impatient, God decided to show up in front of him. First Marion was surprised that God was very simple and clean shaved, god looks very young. God said "Son, I was watching and listening your mantra since you started 50 years ago, I was very impressed with your determination" and continued "do you know that you spent exactly 1,000,000 minutes for the meditation and if you use those time for other job like milk/paper distribution and invested in even municipal bonds, you would have made 1 million already". God was little tired, god asked some water, Marion gave

Sajo determined to take revenge on the 3 men who she believed the reason for her husband’s suicide. Sajo and Mitch loved each other very much. Mitch was overly ambitious man with countless of fantasy. He started many ventures but all went under water. Sajo was with him for all ups and downs, she encouraged him for all sad events and she completely, insanely love with him. Mitch turned his corner when he met 3 of his old friends, Shamu, Andy and John. The 3 men were successful with their joint business for last 3 years, they need one more partner to grow the business better. They need some money with mainly ambitious one. Mitch was the greatest fit for them. He had some money from his inheritance estate money and he obviously ambitious. Mitch joined with them and business boomed after his hard work and some invaluable advices. One morning Sajo found Mitch was lying down in bathroom with lot of blood,he was almost moribund. Apparently Mitch cut his vein himself, Sajo called ambulance but