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WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY 💙

Dear sir/ Madam ,

As part of World Environment Day, our IMTM (I Mind The Mind) volunteers will gather at Samudra Beach, Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala, India,at 10:00 AM on June 5.

Following this, we will conduct an awareness march along the roads near Samudra Beach carrying placards with messages such as “Do Not Burn Plastic”* and “Do Not Throw Plastic Waste into Canals, Water Bodies, or Public Places.”After the march, the volunteers will clean the beach and the surrounding roads.

The programme will be inaugurated by Mr. Biju V. S., Circle Inspector, Thiruvallam. Mrs. Apsa Sajna, Harbour Ward Councillor, will preside over the function. Representatives from television channels and other media organizations will also be present.

We cordially invite all well wishers to participate in this noble environmental protection initiative.

For IMTM Team

( an IMTM HOLISTIC CARE Programme )

Programme Coordinators:

• Dr. Nelson Kattikat Joseph
• Dr. Anila
• Shri R. C. Gopal
• Smt. Suseela
• Shri Josekutty
• Smt. Sheejakumari
• Smt. Surya C.
• Shri Soumya Manoj

Members who wish to participate in this programme are kindly requested to register their names with Dr. Anila.

📞 +91 94461 11597

Dr. Nelson Kattikat Joseph

+919495045230 ( whatsapp )
IMTM
31/05/2026

The Dog Who Did Not BarkOver time, we grew closer and closer, and each of us, in our own way, enjoyed life with Caruzo. But I believe I can say that I especially felt this bond deeply, because he had such an expressive personality and because he was the dog I had wished for my entire life.As he gradually arrived not only physically, but emotionally as well, within our home and our family, his behavior slowly began to change.He became capable of lightness.He could be playful. He loved learning commands, especially retrieving objects for me. One of the most wonderful moments of relaxation and trust was the day he rolled onto his back in the garden for the very first time.He lay in the grass with all four legs thrown into the air, making deep, almost rumbling sounds from somewhere deep inside himself. It was such a powerful moment of release, of letting go, of pure happiness.And this remained with him for the rest of his life.Again and again he would return to this ritual of rolling blissfully in the grass.There was only one condition: he had to be alone.If anyone watched him, he stopped immediately.It seemed almost too embarrassing for him otherwise.As he grew older, he also discovered another pleasure: lying on the sofa.Entirely in secret. Usually overnight.And astonishingly, Caruzo seemed to distinguish very clearly between us humans.If my husband came downstairs first in the morning, Caruzo would leap off the sofa in an instant, rush to his basket, and pretend with almost comical seriousness that he had been lying there innocently for hours.But when I came downstairs, everything was different.I would walk slowly toward him and often stop for a moment simply to look at him. And Caruzo seemed to sense that I had no intention of chasing him away from the sofa. It was more as though I simply wanted to look at him — this great being who had, at some point, chosen to trust us.He seemed to know that I allowed him this place.And so he simply remained where he was.Quiet. Calm. Almost dignified.As though a silent understanding had long since grown between us, one that no longer needed words.But perhaps the greatest thing of all was that Caruzo eventually discovered his voice.The dog who once did not bark began to howl.It happened for the first time while we were singing a birthday song together. Suddenly, Caruzo stood beside us, lifted his head, and began to howl with such seriousness that we immediately fell silent.It did not sound random. Not playful. Not like a dog simply making noise.It sounded ancient. Almost like an echo from another time.He howled like a wolf.And he produced an astonishing range of tones — some deep and resonant, others high and almost mournful. It felt as though he had discovered a voice within himself that had long remained hidden.Later, I read about the meaning of howling among wolves. It is not only a form of communication, but also an expression of belonging — the feeling: We belong together. You are not alone. This is your pack.Perhaps that is why Caruzo’s howling touched us so deeply.Because eventually, we began to howl together with him.First one voice. Then another joined in. Then another.And Caruzo in the middle of us all.He approached these moments with such seriousness that we instinctively made sure not to laugh or turn it into a joke. This animal taught us to take him seriously. His dignity allowed no mockery.It was as though, in those moments, something invisible arose between us — something ancient, older than language itself.A connection.Between people. And between humans and animals.In his own way, Caruzo taught us that belonging does not need to be explained.It can simply be felt.And once again, we understood a little more clearly what an extraordinary being was living beneath our roof.

U.S. Secretary of State Marco Rubio began his first official visit to India on Saturday, May 23, 2026, with a visit to Mother House in Kolkata, the headquarters of the Missionaries of Charity founded by Mother Teresa. The visit highlighted the importance of humanitarian service and compassion in international relations.Mr. Rubio arrived in Kolkata in the morning and proceeded to Mother House in central Kolkata, where he was warmly welcomed by the sisters of the Missionaries of Charity. He spent nearly an hour at the premises, offering prayers at the tomb of Mother Teresa and interacting with members of the congregation.

The Missionaries of Charity, founded in 1950, are internationally known for their work among the poor, sick, abandoned, and destitute.Following the visit to Mother House, Mr. Rubio visited Nirmala Sishu Bhawan, an orphanage run by the Missionaries of Charity. During the visit, he interacted with children and appreciated the organization’s long-standing commitment to caring for orphaned and underprivileged children.

The visit is seen as both symbolic and diplomatic, reflecting the growing ties between India and the United States while also acknowledging Kolkata’s historical and humanitarian significance. Mr. Rubio’s four-day India visit is expected to include high-level meetings with Indian leaders on strategic cooperation, trade, regional security, and cultural relations.

Ever since I can remember, I have felt connected to nature and to animals. Today, I even believe that this love never truly began — it was simply always there, deep within me, like something natural that belonged to my very being.My mother once told me a story from my early childhood that still touches me deeply to this day. I must have been around three years old when my great-aunt and great-uncle from Celle came to visit my grandparents. After some time, my great-aunt asked my grandmother, quite puzzled, why they had never mentioned that I had a dog. My grandmother answered, confused, that we did not have a dog at all.But my great-aunt insisted. She had seen me standing on the street in front of a hedge, talking quite naturally to a dog. To her, it had seemed absolutely clear that there must have been a dog sitting there because I was speaking to it as if it were a real living being.Only later did everyone realize that there had been no dog there at all. I had imagined him. I was acting out a role, speaking to an imaginary dog as though he were real. Looking back, this scene feels almost symbolic to me. Perhaps this deep connection to animals and to nature was already a part of me back then — not something learned later in life, but something that had always lived within me.All my life, I longed for a dog. And yet, I had to wait surprisingly long — until I was about forty-five years old. Only then did we finally decide to adopt a Labrador-Great Dane mix from Lanzarote.I still remember the day of his arrival at Düsseldorf Airport — Pentecost 2006. He was enormous, over 72 centimeters at the shoulder, sitting inside a large transport crate marked “Live Animals.” A woman from the animal rescue organization brought him to us. She absolutely did not want us to let him out of the crate while still on airport grounds. A few weeks earlier, another dog had panicked after being released too early and had run off, making it extremely difficult to catch him again. So first, we walked the long distance together to the parking garage.Only there did we finally open the crate.Before us stood a dog who looked, at the same time, huge, fragile, and utterly worn down. He was painfully thin and completely starved. At his size, he weighed only 26 kilograms, and his ribs were clearly visible. On top of that, he had been sedated the evening before because of the upcoming flight. He could barely walk properly.The rescue worker then asked us for a favor. She said she would like to show Mrs. Schwarze on Lanzarote how the dog had arrived safely in Germany and with what kind of people he would spend the rest of his life. So we took him on the leash and slowly walked toward her together as a family.Even today, I can still see that image before me: this thin, exhausted dog — and at the same time, this first careful moment of a completely new life beginning.Later, as we drove home, the rescue worker gave us one more piece of advice. She told us to stop along the way and let him out for a little walk, but never directly beside the highway — always somewhere green and quiet. And that is exactly what we did.I will never forget the way he walked through the grass. He was so calm and thoughtful. It was as though he consciously absorbed and enjoyed every single step. Perhaps it was one of the first times in a very long while that he was simply allowed to be a dog.Another memory has stayed deeply etched in my heart: He sat in the middle of the back seat, staring intently ahead at the road. It almost seemed as though he was watching the oncoming cars, trying to understand where this journey was taking him and what was happening to him now.And sometimes I think today: perhaps that was exactly the moment when we entered his heart. The moment he silently decided that we were now his people. That he was no longer alone.We remained in his heart until the very end of his life — and he remained in ours.People often say that humans rescue dogs. But sometimes dogs rescue something within us as well: warmth, trust, connection, and a part of our own soul.And when I look back on everything today, it almost feels like a completed circle: the little girl who once spoke to an invisible dog in front of a hedge eventually met a real dog from Lanzarote — a vulnerable being who needed love, safety, and a home.And perhaps the two of us had been waiting for each other all along.

Dr. M

Democracy and Its Challenges.

by Dr. Nelson Kattikat

Democracy, in principle, allows for correction. It creates space to admit mistakes and try alternative approaches. This openness encourages critical thinking, debate, and diverse perspectives. In contrast, an autocratic system lacks such self-correcting mechanisms. Power tends to be concentrated, leaving little room for dissent, divergent thinking, or accountability. In such systems, control over media, including social media and emerging technologies like AI, can be used to shape narratives and hide failures, making it difficult for people to access the truth.

However, even within democracies, there can be serious challenges.

In India, for example, the ideal of equal participation often clashes with ground realities. Contesting elections can require significant financial resources, making it difficult for ordinary citizens to compete. Reports of high campaign spending—even at the local level—suggest that money plays a major role in influencing elections. This creates an uneven playing field where candidates are often either wealthy individuals or those backed by strong political parties.

Social factors like caste and religion also influence electoral politics. In many areas, religion is mixing up with politics,candidate selection appears to align with dominant community identities in the constituency, which can limit merit-based representation and reinforce divisions.

Additionally, there are concerns about voter independence in certain regions. In some cases, socio-economic- rekigios hierarchies may influence how people vote, raising questions about how freely individuals can exercise their democratic rights.Many places in north India, farmers simply follow their landlords and cast vote according to interest of thei landlords.

Because of these issues—money power, identity politics, and social pressures—some people feel that the functioning of democracy in India falls short of its ideals.

HAPPINESS

Angels and Demons went for a fight. The cup to win was a cup of HAPPINESS.Angels won the fight, but they were afraid that Demons would steal it. So they went to God and ask for a safe place.
God said, “you keep it inside the hearts of devils”

We do not know Angels obeyed or not.

Happiness exists within, not outside. The best way to overcome inner demons (jealousy, anger, selfishness, sadness, etc.) is to fill the heart with happiness, as happiness and demons cannot coexist.