Thursday, July 5, 2012

Anushka's first travel trip

The day is July 5, 2012. Today you left for New York after a quick at-home anniversary+advance birthday party.
Anushka, your mom is really amazing, because of the way she kept her cool in the last few day of leaving. I know, because I noticed myself saying many provocative things to her for which she would normally take up cudgels. It shows how she can and does keep the bigger picture in mind
You spoke to me on the phone from the Denver airport, from where you were to take the connecting flight to New York. You were missing me very much. And you were in tears even later when you spoke to me from New York. How I wish you weren't! I tried telling you to just let go and make the best of the trip and try enjoy yourself
Later I got involved watching a movie and never thought much until 2 hours later. Then I was hit by the pangs of separation. I knew then exactly how your felt. Both me and your mom hope that you will be OK once you go to Mysore. This will be your first time in Mysore, the memory of which you are likely to carry. Hope it turns out well. Maybe you will recall a bit from the last time, or maybe not. But if you do, or to the extent you do, you will experience perhaps your first major change of perspective, looking at the same things from a baby's view and then a child's.

And so concludeth this note on the diary.


Friday, February 10, 2012

Kidambi family history

All credit to the original writer:
http://nahusha.sulekha.com/blog/post/2007/01/history-of-the-kidambi-kadambi-cadambi-kilambi.htm


Is your family name Cadambi / Kadambi / Kilambi / Kidambi? Wondering why such different names are one and the same family? Are you interested in finding out more about the family? Spare a few minutes for this article.

I, Malolan R Cadambi, have been tracing my family history and history of the surname, for quite a while. Thanks to a lot of leads and research,  I decided to write about my family history, to the best of my abilities.

The most common of the above four variants is ‘Kidambi’ – this is the closet Tamil word. As a general rule of thumb, all of the variants belong to the ‘Athreya Gothra’, i.e have a direct lineal descent from Atri Rishi. An analogy might be how Jews these days trace their surname to one of the Jewish tribes of yore. For example, a jew with the name David Cohen, is a descendant of the Cohen / Kohen / Kohn family. The variants are due to linguistic influences with Kohn and Kohen popular in Germany and Cohen in the English speaking world.

The point is quite simple, our example, David Cohen, by virtue of the fact that he is a descendant of the Cohen family, carries a unique DNA signature, identified as the ‘Cohen modal haplotype’.

Historically, due to strict rules of intermarriage, the Y-Chromosome, which usually identifies male lineal descent, has some allusions to our ‘gothra’ system. Using the jewish family of Cohen as an example, the history of the Kidambi family could be understood.

In Brahmanic traditions, the lineage carries more weight when passed on from father to son. As a result of general population growth, the gothra pravarthaka, i.e the originator of the gothra, Atri Rishi (1800 BCE), originated the Atri Gothra, to which some Shakas (branches) of the Rig Veda were assigned to.

With the passage of time, and due to migrations, a group of Vaidika Brahmanas (Vedic Brahmins), settled down around the Yathotakaari temple near Kanchipuram in Tamil Nadu. The sthala purana (history of the temple), alludes to a group of Brahmans, who performed services of carrying water (ambu – in ancient tamil) in ghatams (pitchers) from the Vegavathi River to the temple regularly. This group earned the titled Ghatambi (Ghatam + Ambi), i.e water suppliers.

Ghatambi, eventually, due to lingustics evolution morphed into Kidambi, and when descendants of this family started migrating, Kidambi, became Kadambi / Cadambi in Karnataka due to influence of Kannada, which refers to the pitcher as ‘koda’ or ‘cada’, and hence the ‘Ghatambis’ came to be called the Kadambis / Cadambis. In the Andhra Region, the came to be called as Kilambis.

One may ask a legitimate question – how is the above analysis true? Well, for starters, we all have the same gothra and most of us are found in a specific region, i.e South India, and religiously we all belong to the same sect, Sri Vaishnavism. Connecting such dots, allows us to paint a composite picture of facts.

The Kidambis start interacting with Sri Vaishnavism around the 11th century CE onwards. Ramanuja’s (1017 CE – 1137 CE), included, Kidambi Achchan – one of his foremost disciples and on whom Ramanuja placed his (Ramanuja’s feet) during the last moments of his life. Kidambi Achchan, was also the personal cook of Ramanuja, who was, due to his service to Ramanuja, called Madapalli Achchan.

Kidambi Appullar, the maternal uncle of Vedanta Desika (1268 CE – 1369 CE), plays a crucial role in the tutelage of Vedanta Desika. Kidambi Appullar’s sister, Totramba was the mother of Vedanta Desika.

Since Vedanta Desika’s father was of the Vishwamitra Gothra, Vedanta Desika becomes a descendant of Viswamitra Rishi, not of Atri Rishi.

Kidambi Appullar, which Sri Vaishnava chronicles, place around 1221 CE – 1290 CE, is acknowledge in the Vadakalai Saarumarai, of belonging to the vamsam of Atreya Ramanuja and Atreya Padmanabha. The Saarumarai, which concentrates on the magnificence of Vedanta Desika, is rich in tribute to the vamsa (family), especially to the Kidambis.

Lets fast forward to the 14th century CE. As the Vijayanagar Empire was being established by the Sangama dynasty, one of the key regents of the Vijayanagar empire, King Mukundadevaraya, was mentored by Kidambi Srinivasacharya (1379 CE – 1458 CE), also known as Adivan SathakOpa Yati, the first Jeeyar (pontiff) of the Ahobila Matham (est 1398 CE).

Kidambi Srinivasacharya was to play the same role as Swami Vidyaranya Tirtha of the Sringeri Matha did, much earlier, to Harihara and Bukkaraya.

Inscriptions about the ‘Van SathakOpa Matha’ are found primarily in the Tirumala / Tirupati temples. Annamacharya, the famous Telugu carnatic musician, was a direct disciple of Kidambi Srinivasacharya

Ahobila Matham, thence, becomes one of the pre-eminent Mathas of Sri Vaishnavism, influencing the Saluva and Tuluva dynasties to such an extent that Sri Vaishnavism was the official religion of the state, with Emperor Krishnadevaraya formally embracing Sri Vaishnavism under the feet of Pachamatha Bhanjanam Tathacharya – the Srikaaryam (secretary) to Shastha Parankusa Muni (the 6th pointiff of the Matham).

King Krishnadevaraya pens his thoughts on Sri Vaishnavism, particularly, about the Bhakti of Andal and Periyalawar in his magnum opus, Amuktamalyada – which was one of the pioneering Telugu novels. The king also alludes to the Kaisika Puranam, which is enacted in Tirukkurungudi, a divya desam around the Tirunelveli region.

We move forward now to the 15th century, during the twilight of the Vijayanagar Empire, where we have Athreya Venkatadhwari – a famous poet / philosopher / novelist – who pens, what was India’s earliest social criticism in ‘Viswagunadarsa Champu’. In that novel, he provides a bird’s eye view of the Vijayanagar Empire, at times, even being concerned about the excessive temple based culture, instead of intellectual advancement. Some of his works include, ‘Lakshmi Sahasram’ – a thousand hymns on Goddess Mahalakshmi.

Interestingly, he was also a grammatist / linguist par excellence. Some of his works included, ‘Mahabhashya Spoorti’ – a commentary on Patanjali’s ‘Mahabhashya’.

But perhaps, a feat, that none could have matched, was his literary genius. In his ‘Raghava Yadaveeyam’, a unique style is pioneered for the first time. When read in the normal order that we read usually, we get the idea that the tome portrays the deeds of Rama. Interestingly, when the same tome is read in a reverse manner, it portrays the deeds of Krishna! This composition was perhaps the only one of its kind in the history of Sanskrit ever!

Coming down to the 20th century, as the economy and sociology of India changed; the Kidambis branched out into other professions. One of them was my great grandfather, who migrated to Bangalore from the Anbil region near Tiruchi in Tamil Nadu. He was one of the first graduates of CentralCollege (now BangaloreUniversity), and during the prime of his career, was the secretary to Sir Mirza Ismail and Sir M Visveswaryya – both dewans (Prime Ministers) of the MysoreKingdom. His son, C S Krishnan, retired as the Deputy Accountant General of Karnataka and is my grandfather.

We have many Kidambis who have enriched every field of India and richly contributed to the well being of not only the Sri Vaishnava community, but to the nation, and these days, to the globe as a whole.

I hope this made interesting reading – I hope all of you Cadambis / Kadambis / Kilambis / Kidambis could appreciate the interesting history of our family, and hopefully, it should be an inspirational one for all of you to scale new heights. Sometimes, in the words of the famous historian, Romila Thapar, if you sufficiently know the history of a subject, you would be enriched by being able to control it and hence develop a better normative understanding of your present world.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Imagining about you

The year 2009 has been a long one for us. Very long. We have spent more than 7 months away from each other

A week ago I booked your's and your mom's tickets for joining me here in Laguna Hills, California. Also that of your grandfather, that is my father, Ramnarayan

Mithun mama is set to join us in his Christmas break. He is currently enrolled in Columbia University in New York for a PhD program in Chemical Engineering

Nowadays the thoughts running in my mind are
- my billing rate is quite less here, and I am in the costliest state of USA
- I need to hang on to this contract, and pray that CIR, Comprehansive Immiogration Reform, happens when I am still employed; in the very least, get my visa extended next year (3 years, I am hoping, as I am hearing from friends they don't extend the full 3 years any more)
- My work load is increasing at a very uncomfortable rate. But somehow I find things easy after the initial anxiety of having to learn tons of new things
- The silent countdown in my mind for Dec 24th, the Christmas eve when you are about to come here

Whenever I lie in bed, or simply daydreaming at my office desk, I get the visions of all your little antics your mom tells me about. My imagination plays you in my mind just like a movie. And then I imagine the moments when I will see you in the airport. Will your mom be carrying you, or will you be walking by her? Or will you be riding on the luggage trolley? Or will your grandfather be carrying you?. Will I see you first, or you will see me? Of course you may not be expecting to see me. You are bound to be distracted by all the people around you, or tired from the journey. Perhaps you have a poopy diaper which your mom found too much to handle in the landing flight. I must remember to keep a bunch of diapers in the car. And bring the coats and whatever sweaters I have. The weather is turning chilly


I imagine what are the things I would do once I get you here. I will have a chance to show my dad around this country. I must brace myself for a ton of questions

Even you have started to speak, and God alone knows what ideas are there in your naughty little head

I visualize our times together, picking you up and cradling you with love. Your mom told me you say "daddy daddy" often. I am somewhat touched that your little mind carries my information even after missing me for more than 25% of your life. I abruptly remember these things and sometimes a tear slids from my eyes. I apologize aloud to you as I ride in the car on my way back from work. I am so sorry I could not be with you for so long. But then, things happen in the real life, and not everyone is blessed to have the most ideal conditions. And, one can succeed even without them

Today is, Dec 2, 2009. You turned 2 about 10 days back. You have officially left infanthood. Welcome to childhood.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

A little something about me

Dear little one

In this letter I want to tell you about myself. But let me remind you - you don't have to start using this information until you are ready. And when you are ready you wont need to be told. It will all enter automatically

I am writing about this topic, because at times (when I was in my teens and twenties) I have felt the need to know certain things about my own father - that was the time I needed the information!

Your father was as a person who, caught by circumstance, was unable to navigate through the early part of his life in the most efficient way. As I see it now, the big turning point was when he failed to get 50% score in his graduation

However, all that did to him was to make his life more interesting. When I close my eyes for a minute and imagine, that I had top-scored at all levels, studied in the best colleges, got picked off the campus for the most plum job - I end up waking up feeling like, naa .. too easy.. I am made for tougher stuff

Now - that's deep. I don't expect you to understand the above. Many adults today as grown up as me would fail to understand it, and some would never understand it ever in their lifetimes

This is just the variance of human nature. All humans are not created in this world optimized to score good marks and take on plum jobs. Each one is motivated by a different goal. Let me give you a better example than myself, the world's most famous college drop-out today

This person's name is Bill Gates. He is the founder of the world's biggest company, Microsoft. There are a couple of incidents I have heard of / read about him. One, when he was a young boy of around 5, and one when he was in his teens. The first one was, once he approached a stranger holding a piggy bank in his hands. Said he to the stranger: If you lend me $5 today, when I am grown up I will use all the money I have collected from people like you to build a company. At that time I will give you a 2% stake of it

At 35 years of age, I have by now seen people from a few walks of life. Bill Gates adds to my experience. I now compare my life with others, and have been able to draw a few insights of how my life could have been better or worse

People like Mr. Gates have early childhood knowledge of how businesses are built. They have been in that environment. They know how things work, or in the process of knowing. As for you, it would depend on how soon what is said here makes sense and "click"'s in your brain. Of course, there are many other factors, as merely by reading this and understanding it, the "environment" will not be created for you auto-magically

Coming to the second fact about Bill Gates. As a teenager he worked in a summer in a library. This librarian later describes - that as a boy Mr. Gates had a compulsive habit of arranging things - he would classify, sort and arrange books very, very meticulously.

People exist in this world who are experienced enough to know a child's destiny by just observing him. I reckon such people distilled their knowledge by such study and knowledge

This has grown to be a long letter. And I have hardly begun telling you about myself. Actually I am feeling a bit ashamed now talking about myself. Let me close it here and take it piece-meal. You already have too much to process in your mind


- Your most loving pappa

Notes to Anushka

My dear little one

I want to maintain with you a log about you - your bringing up, your childhood, the incidents and events, the thoughts and feelings - and the various stages of your growing up

Your father, that is me, is not very good at maintaining this sort of habit (of writing regular logs), or forming ANY habit. So please take it as part of my nature, if my letters (such as this) to you is infrequent. Perhaps writing these would help me to learn how to form a habit

It's been 20 months already since you were born. When you were born you were a tiniest little human I ever held in my trembling hands. And all you were good for was to drink milk, poop, cry (a very sweet sound it was) and sleep. And you were totally clueless of anything in this world and all you ever understood is our (your parents') soothing touch, your mom's singing, and my cradling. Certainly, love has no barriers

As a first-time father my first few months with you has been the most memorable, even though at 20 months too you are very tough competition :-)

I have you to thank, for getting over my nervousness with little ones. And as we go on, I hope I overcome my shyness with people of all ages, and finally coming to a more thorough understanding of what a human is like

A lot of what I say might not make sense to you. But don't let that worry you. There is a purpose of writing to you all manner of things. I want these notes to be timeless. You can come back to it at any point of life and find something new in it that you haven't understood before. In fact, at each point of your life you may have a different meaning for what I say here. This will only make your life more interesting, and I hope it will help you hone the depth of your thinking

I will conclude this letter here. The purpose of this letter is just an introduction - like a preface to a book. I am hoping you will form a habit of reading. Reading books is good, because it helps you maintain concentration, gives you an imaginative mind and makes you more intelligent. Being knowledgeable is just a by-product, but nevertheless a good-to-have!

Your daddy

To my friends

Our significance in this universe is something like a microbe on a dust particle in the dark space in the closet of the Bedroom of God. Yet life is full of meaning and there is much to be gleaned from it as we see from our own eyes

No viewpoint in this universe in insignificant. To give a literal example, ever tried finding that contact lens from the viewpoint of an ant? Yes, you could see that big glass boulder allright shining back at the bathroom bulb

The purpose of the blog is to find the human-ness in me, my similarity to other people. I spent too much time trying to be different. But now I know you cant be similar even if you wished

So, I invite you into what I sincerely hope will be an intellectually stimulating endeavor finding the meaning of life and unravel its mysteries