To My fellow Indians

My fellow Indians,

As it is rightly said, a journey of thousand miles starts with a first step...I think it's time to start this journey with a series of revolutions ultimately leading to a society free from caste, creed & religions.
Yes, I am certainly talking about the hottest current topic in India...reservations and the guys who finally decided to be rebels. I am none to decide what should be the base for reservation but yes, as a member of Republic of India, I can definitely raise voice against what is being done to my fellow Indians. And when I can raise a voice, so can u...against these reservations, this divide n rule policy, this shameful saga of last 60 years of independent India.
And why should we not raise a voice, we are the educated class of the nation, and what are we doing for our nation? Just talking over a coffee and convincing ourselves that India cannot be changed...everything can be changed, what matters is, do I have the guts to change? Can I give away my share of personal pleasure for the benefit of my nation?
Medical students raised voice and it is being forcefully crushed. Doctors got arrested under the charge of illegal assembly, while they had prior permission. IIT students came out to sweep roads and polish shoes, saying this is what their future is. Medical students started collapsing after 7 days of hunger strike and media is stopped from covering it. Is it the democracy that we boast upon?
Hon. President Abdul Kalam saheb once wrote to the Indians and condemned the NRIs for leaving the country and serving abroad. What do you expect from an intelligent person of your country if he is paid well abroad and treated like this on home ground? Where are your poems and the Wings of Fire, Kalam saheb, when all this is happening right in front of your eyes? Where is that genius scientist of India?
We were happy when Mr. Manmohan Singh took over as PM. Finally someone sitting on the chair, who is worth it...and what we got? We look upon you as a learned economist of India. Is this what we should expect from you? Can't you take a single bold decision that may go against the political interests of your party but will be accepted by your conscious? Why do you have to be ruled by that Italian woman who doesn't have anything except power in her mind? Don't tell me that you never realised it...
And all you Indians, there are students on hunger strike. Can't you see your son or daughter in them? You all watched Rang De Basanti... Was it just to listen to music and bang your hands on your butt? Couldn't you understand the meaning of “Be A Rebel”? Is it not Rang De Basanti on the streets today? Are they not a bunch of rebels? Then who will support them? They are a bunch of guys fighting against this hypocrisy and we all are watching filtered news on our TV sets...
Did they ask you if you will look after their family if anything happens to them? They are today's freedom fighters and you are just the same Indian masses who did nothing till 1942. Are you again going to wait 150 more years this time? Can we not do one more "Asahakar" - non-cooperation movement? This is 1942 again and this is time when we are asked to do something... Our ancestors did for nation; we need to do it for the future of this nation...stop everything...let the economy come to a stand still.
And NRIs, don't stay back...don't think you can't do anything. Stop NRI fund flowing to India. Hold on your cash...you will lose interest... That is not worth more than future of your children... Scholars, enough of bookish knowledge... Come out and be real. Think and write something thought provoking, that can enlighten the masses... It’s time for 'Kesari' and 'Maratha' of Bal Gangadhar Tilak.
And finally I appeal those brothers and sisters, who are happily sitting in thoughts that they will soon get their reservations... yes you, the so-called backward classes... Look around... Look at those students; they are your friends... If a single guy dies in hunger strike, you are the killers..! You are the reason why this is happening... You want reservation? Why? You enjoyed it for 60 years. Why that should be given in the first place? Does your caste decide your intelligence? Then why should you get in bypassing the one who got more marks than you? Come out of those stinking personal interests and be a man... Fight for excellence as the opens have always did. Those politicians have no other USP (Unique Selling Proposition) than this caste and religion. They are giving you reservation and snatching votes so they can flood their Swiss accounts. But where is your self-respect? Don't you feel ashamed to accept these alms of reservation? Don't you feel the difference when you sit in the class and are looked upon as the one who could get in because of his caste? You will never get an equal status like this. Status is to be earned and not to be begged for. This is a challenge to the human being inside you if at all you are still alive, stand with guts and tell them you want to fight like a man...or put a tag on your forehead that you are impotent...!
I am sure that not a single reserved guy will take guts to do it...but not a single open guy will fail to pass this on to every Indian from this end to that end of the world...
It's time...all Bhagat Singh's, Rajguru's, Mangal Pande's of my India to join hands. Let's give a blow to this system that has forgotten the power of 'We, the people of India'...

Inqalab Zindabaad...!

Mitsuko...
Just another Indian…

English Redefined ...Da Bihari way....

Here is a essay written by a UPSC candidate frm Bihar ...I bet you that you'll forget da way u speak or read english by the time u finish reading dis ...so here is the essay , the topic to write about is "The Cow"......

Indian Cow

HE IS THE COW. "The cow is a successful animal. Also
he is 4 footed, And because he is female, he give
milks, [ but will do so when he is got child.]
He is same like-God, sacred to Hindus and useful to
man.
But he has got four legs together. Two are forward and
two are afterwards.
His whole body can be utilised for use. More so the
milk. Milk comes from 4 taps attached to his basement.
[ horses dont have any such attachment ]
What can it do? Various ghee, butter, cream, curd, why
and the condensed milk and so forth. Also he is useful
to cobbler, watermans and mankind generally. His
motion is slow only because he is of lazy
species.,Also his other motion.. [gober] is much
useful to trees, plants as well as for making flat
cakes[like Pizza ] , in hand , and drying in the sun.
Cow is the only animal that extricates his feeding
after eating.
Then afterwards she chew with his teeth whom are
situated in the inside of the mouth. He is incessantly
in the meadows in the grass. His only attacking and
defending organ is the horns, specially so when he is
got child.
This is done by knowing his head whereby he causes the
weapons to be paralleled to the ground of the earth
and instantly proceed with great velocity forwards.He
has got tails also, situated in the backyard, but not
like similar animals. It has hairs on the other end of
the other side.
This is done to frighten away the flies which alight
on his cohesive body hereupon he gives hit with it.The
palms of his feet are soft unto the touch.
So the grasses head is not crushed. At night time have
poses by looking down on the ground and he shouts .
His eyes and nose are like his other relatives.This is
the cow.......
The candidate passed the exam.and
is now an IAS, is bihar in somewhere,..[sorry
somewhere in Bihar]

INDIA ::: A heaven on Earth

An Writer decided to write a book about famous churches around the World.


So he bought a plane ticket and took a trip to China.


On his first day he was inside a church taking photographs when he Noticed a golden telephone mounted on the wall with a sign that read "$10,000 per call".


The Writer, being intrigued, asked a priest who was strolling by what The telephone was used for.


The priest replied that it was a direct line to heaven and that for $10,000 you could talk to God.


The Writer thanked the priest and went along his way.


Next stop was in Japan. There, at a very large cathedral, he saw the Same golden telephone with the same sign under it.


He wondered if this was the same kind of telephone he saw in China and He asked a nearby nun what its purpose was.



She told him that it was a direct line to heaven and that for $10,000 He Could talk to God.


"O.K., thank you," said the Writer.


He then traveled to Pakistan , Srilanka , Russia , Germany and France .


In every church he saw the same golden telephone with the same "$10,000 Per call" sign under it.


The Writer, upon leaving Vermont decided to travel to up to India to See if Indians had the same phone.


He arrived in India , and again, in the first church he entered, there Was the same golden telephone, but this time the sign under it read "One Rupee per call."



The Writer was surprised so he asked the priest about the sign. "Father, I've traveled all over World and I've seen this same golden Telephone in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to Heaven, But in the US the price was $10,000 per call.


Why is it so cheap here?"




The priest smiled and answered, "You're in India now, Son - it's a Local Call".


This is the only heaven on the Earth.

23 Brilliant Doubts - Unanswered

1.If all the nations in the world are in debt(am not joking. even US has got debts), where did all the money go? (weird)

2.When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it? (to be give a thought)

3.What is the speed of darkness? (absurd)

4.If the "black box" flight recorder is never damaged during a plane crash, why isn't the whole airplane made out of that stuff? (very good thinking)

5.Who copyrighted the copyright symbol? (who knows)

6.Can you cry under water? (let me try)

7.Why do people say, "you've been working like a dog" when dogs just sit around all day? (i think they meant something else)

8.Why are the numbers on a calculator and a phone reversed? (God knows)

9.Do fish ever get thirsty? (let me ask and tell)

10.Can you get cornered in a round room? (by ones eyes)

12.Why do birds not fall out of trees when they sleep? (tonight i will stay and watch)

13.What came first, the fruit or the color orange? (seed)

14.If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from? (No comments)

15.What should one call a male ladybird? (No comments)

16.If a person suffered from amnesia and then was cured would they remember that they forgot? (can somebody help )

17.Can you blow a balloon up under water? (yes u can)

18.Why is it called a "building" when it is already built? (strange isnt it)

19.If you were traveling at the speed of sound and you turned on your radio would you be ! able to hear it? (got to think scientifically)

20.If you're traveling at the speed of light and you turn your headlights on, what happens? (i dont have a change to try)

21.Why is it called a TV set when theres only one? (very nice)

22.If a person owns a piece of land do they own it all the way down to the core of the earth? (this is nice)

23.Wh! y do most cars have speedometers that go up to at least 130 when you legally can't go that fast on any road? (stupid, break the law)

It's EASY.....

It is easy to criticise
than to appreciate.
It is easy to judge
than to accept.
It is easy to react
than to respond.
It is easy to be impulsive
than to be mindful.
It is easy to stay stagnant with comfort
than to take risk and flow with life.
It is easy to escape from a
situation than to face it.
It is easy to confront
than to console.
It is easy to speak
than to listen.
It is easy to be serious
than to laugh.
It is easy to get caught in
worldly activity
than to relax.
It is easy to blame than
to take responsibility.
It is easy to get
discouraged than to rely
on inner strength.
It is easy to be fearful and
worried than to trust.
It is easy to be in
the known than
the unknown.
It is easy to resist
than to surrender.

IT'S EASY TO DIE THEN TO LIVE AND FACE THE CHALLANGES OF LIFE..

Poems that motivates

Ants Never Cry "Uncle"

Consider the little ant.
He never says, "I can't."
And so it comes as no surprise,
He carries things ten times his size.

The Art of Start

Don't search for inspiration when
You have a task to do;
Just start your work and you will see
That it will soon find you.

Best Laid Plans

A plan is only good if it
Is one that gets recruited;
For good intentions soon will die
Unless they're executed

Diamond Mind

The promise of our dreams comes true
When patience minds our goal;
Remember that the diamond once
Was just a piece of coal.

Dreams Allowed

Don't be afraid to dream aloud
The things you want to do;
Just saying what is in your heart
Will help your dreams come true.

Dream Catcher

Allow yourself to fish each day
Within life's little streams
For that is where we often find
Just how to catch our dreams.

Fear Less

Fear is borne of ignorance
Resulting in despair
While knowledge can provide us with
The hope we need to dare.

Finish Lines

Success is never measured by
The things we try to do;
It only comes when we have seen
A task completely through.

The greatest pain....

The greatest pain in life
is not to die,
but to be ignored.
To lose the person you love so much
to another who doesn't care at all.
To have someone you care so about so much
throw a party...
and not tell you about it.
When your favorite person on earth
neglects to invite you to his graduation.
To have people think that you don't care.

The greatest pain in life,
is not to die,
but to be forgotten.
To be left in the dust after another's great
achievement.
To never get a call from a friend,
just saying "hi".
When you show someone your innermost thoughts
and they laugh in your face.
For friends to always be
too busy to console you
when you need someone to lift your spirits.
When it seems like the only person who cares about
you, is you.

Life is full of pain,
but does it ever get better?
Will people ever care about each other,
and make time for those who are in need?
Each of us has a part to play
in this great show we call life.
Each of us has a duty to mankind
to tell our friends we love them.
If you do not care about your friends
you will not be pusinshed.
You will simply be ignored...
forgotten...
as you have done to others.

Ramayna : The epic Retold...

For the past week, our letterbox has been clinging feebly to the building, its walls blown outward, the flap dan¬gling, the interiors visible. It could make a competent entry into an abstract-art ex¬hibition under the title "Yawning Steel Maw Contemplates the Futility of Life”, but it's no longer equipped to do what it was built for. And all because late one night, some ruffian stuck a little bomb into its interior and then watched as the thing exploded noisily. This happens every year around the same time, and since the explosion is always loud enough for us to spring up horizon¬tally from our beds at 3am we have come to see it as our annual introduction to the Happy Diwali routine. Hal¬loween has nothing on our Festival of Frights.
Given that Diwali marks Lord Rama's return to Ayodhya after his victory over Ravana, I often spend my nights dream¬ing about missing letterboxes and postal misadventures that could have played a key role in the epic.
FLASHBACK
The mighty Lankan king Ravana trembles to learn that an army of monkeys, bears and squirrels is marching towards his palace, growling and chirruping with great ferocity. Even worse, Ramanand Sagar is outside with a video-camera.
Ravana: Vibheeshana, what's all this? Didn't Rama get my note?

Vibheeshana: What note was that, bhaiya?

Ravana: The one where I told him Sita was being ill-tempered and could he please send someone to collect her at the earliest.

Vibheeshana: Bhaiya, my spies tell me that some of the monkeys were playing around with firecrackers. They blew up Rama's letterbox with
the note still inside.

Ravana: What! Why wasn't I told about this earlier?

Vibheeshana: I sent u a telegram as soon as I heard.Didn’t you get it?

(In the back¬ ground, unseen by Ravana and his
brother, two courtiers exchange glances and giggle.)






Letterboxes aren’t the only things at risk in our colony. Last year, I found an unmonitored child carefully placing an "anaar" just be¬neath my car. "Par uncle," this bud¬ding terrorist explained, uiss se aapki carhelicopter ke jaise ban jayegi." I clipped him on the ear and sent him off, but it was difficult to get much sleep for the rest of the night. Troubled dreams came again.
FLASHBACK 2

In the final battle, as Rama draws closer Ravana tries to make a getaway in his fly¬ing chariot. Valmiki's draft of the epic originally included the following ex¬change between Ravana and his chari¬oteer:
Ravana (in des¬peration): Why isn't this chariot taking off, saarthi?

Charioteer: Maharaj, the en¬gineer forgot to bring an anaar to light under it.

Ravana (as the first of Rama's arrows finds its mark): Aarggh!

Monkeys: Yay! Now we get to go back home and invent a new festival. Back to the bridge, quick, before someone decides to use it as an alternate trading route. And don't forget the firecrackers — Ayodhya is full of nice letterboxes.

The Confidence.....

A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and ask him for a Phone Call.Shop-owner replied Sweety this is no a STD, but you can do one call.
The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:
The boy asked, "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?

The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn."

"Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied boy.

The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.

The little boy found more perseverance and offered, "Lady, I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of North-Palm beach, Florida."

Again the woman answered in the negative.

With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.

The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy and said," Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."

The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance with the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady, I was talking to!"
Thanks

The most Beautiful Heart ....

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.

"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Lock the Past & throw away the KEY....

Just think about this for a moment: How many times have you done something in your past that you were not too happy about? It could be anything. Let's say that you are an addicted person. You may be addicted to drugs, or alcohol or the wrong type of man. Perhaps you are addicted to stressful jobs that bring you little pay. It doesn't matter what the circumstances may be. Hey, it doesn't even have to be that harsh. Perhaps you have tried to start your own business or create something in your life where you could make a living doing something you are passionate about and it failed, so you gave up. It doesn't really matter. But every time you turn around, you are falling victim to the same thing over and over again. Hey, it happens. We all fall down. But the good thing about it is we get up. Just because you fell down doesn't mean you have to stay down. Get up! Why are you still sitting there? We all maie mistakes. But the great part about it is that God allows us an opportunity to learn from our mistakes and move forward. Just because you fall down today, doesn't mean that tomorrow you must remain down.
Ever slipped out in public and actually fell down? Jumped up real quick, didn't you? The next thing you did was looked around and prayed that nobody saw you. Just as quickly as you bounced up from a real fall,
you can bounce back from a figurative fall. One thing that I have noticed from speaking with a lot of people is that they understand that we fall down but never understood that we get up too.
No matter what the circumstances are in your life that might
have tripped you up, no matter what you have been through, no matter what happened in your past, you can always get up and make changes, right now, that will forever banish or make obsolete, the bad things that caused you to fall in the past. Don't get me wrong...I hear some very legitimate sounding excuses as to why people feel that their life will forever be the way that it presently may be. I hear things like "I was molested when I was young." "My mother abandoned me when I was two years old and left me because she was out chasing the pipe." "I have an addiction. How can I possibly get a job that pays more than minimum wage." "I don't have an education. How can I ever expect to get a good job?"
Stop living in the past! We all fall down. But remember, "A Saint is just a sinner who fell down and got up." Your past should be a reference point, not a residence. But so many of us continuously live in the past. We went out and bought a welcome mat and
promptly placed it at the door of our past. We can't break away from it. We wear it as some sort of badge of honour because we simply won't let it go.
Just because you made a mistake or circumstances led you to do something that you now regret, doesn't mean that for the rest of your life you will have to beat yourself up because of it. Doesn't matter if you made two mistakes or three. Heck, it doesn't even matter if you made over a million mistakes in your life. What matters is today, right now.
You know the mistakes that you've made because you have that mistake as a reference point now and for the rest of your life. You weren't born for sorrow. You weren't born to be a doormat for others to wipe their feet on. You weren't born to be used up and then disregarded. You were born to glorify God and live a happy and abundant life. And if you aren't living that way, it's simply because at some point, you fell down. But now is the time to get up and start living the life that you were born to live. And that is a life of purpose. That's a life of happiness and abundance.
Now, you ask, "How do I get out of the past and get up?" Well, I would
like to say, "it's simple." But that wouldn't be the truth. There's nothing simple about it. It's a daily process that you must work on. You have to be committed to making changes in your life. You have to believe that God has a purpose for you. You will have to work on you. You will have to realise that what happened yesterday, is gone. You can never get that time back and, therefore, there is nothing you can do about it. But right in front of you is another minute or another hour or another day, week, month, year. Those things haven't happened yet, so you can start to orchestrate your present so that your future will be more to your liking.
Start by telling yourself, "My past has no bearing on who I am now. And, therefore, is not important. I am here to glorify God. I am God's child and, therefore, worthy of greatness." If you take this simple phrase and say it to yourself all day long, you will soon start to notice changes in your life. All of a sudden, without even thinking about it, you will start to pack your old baggage from the past and move them to a closet that you will lock and throw away the key.

Chanakya Neeti :: Some quotes of CHANAKYA

1 "A person should not be too honest. Straight trees are cut first and honest people are cut down first."

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2 "Even if a snake is not poisonous, it should pretend to be venomous."

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3 "The biggest guru-mantra is: Never share your secrets with anybody! It will destroy you."

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4 "There is some self-interest behind every friendship. There is no friendship without self-interests. This is a bitter truth."

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5 "Before you start some work, always ask yourself three questions - Why am I doing it, What the results might be and Will I be successful. Only when you think deeply and find satisfactory answers to these questions, go ahead."

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6 "As soon as the fear approaches near, attack and destroy it."

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7 "The world's biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman."

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8 "Once you start a working on something, don't be afraid of failure and don't abandon it. People who work sincerely are the happiest."

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9 "The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction."

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10 "A man is great by deeds, not by birth."

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11 "Never make friends with people who are above or below you in status. Such friendships will never give you any happiness."

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12 "Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years. For the next five years, scold them. By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend. Your grown up children are your best friends."

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13 "Books are as useful to a stupid person as a mirror is useful to a blind person."

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14 "Education is the best friend. An educated person is respected everywhere. Education beats the beauty and the youth."

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The Nine Unknown Men Theory ▓ A Truth or A Myth ▓

There is a secret society that is said to be the most secretive society in history. They are also the most powerful and most influencial on humanity. A society founded by the Indian Emporer Asoka after his conversion to Buddhism. It is called the “Nine Unknown Men”.

“Nine Unknown Men” was founded to protect and develop knowledge and technology that would be dangerous if it fell into the wrong hands, and have been doing so ever since 270 BCE. The Nine were also charged by Asoka with manipulating the culture of India to present an image of a backwards and mystically-oriented people to the outside world in order to conceal the advanced scientific knowledge that was being accumulated within. Another motivation for Asoka to create this society was because of the alleged distruction of the Rama Empire (which is similar to Atlantis) by advanced weaponry thousands of years ago.

The Nine Unknown Men still exist today, sporadically but anonymously assisting humanity, such as providing the cure for Cholera. It is said to be a secret society that works quietly for the good of humanity.
It gets better. They each have a book to keep. Each book is an accumulation of potentially hazordous information in nine specific fields. The 9 subjects of these books are as followed.

Propganda and Psychological Warfare
Physiology
Microbiology (including advanced biotechnology)
Alchemy
Communication (especially with extra-terrestrial life)
Gravitation (including the construction of the Vimana, an interstellar saucer type vehicle)
Cosmology
Light
Society (including rules concerning evolution of societies and how to predict downfalls)
The Nine Unknown Men are also heavy in the Buddhism and other worldly religions. This explains the I-ching prominance, the use of 108 (as it is a sacred number in Buddhism) and also the DHARMA ideals. This explains the Heiroglyphics. This explains all the culture clash on the island.

According to theory in the Buddhist religion, there is a secret lost land where the Nine Unknown Men conduct their research for the benefit of mankind as well as keeping it hidden from them. There is also a prophecy determined by one of the Dharmic wheels (the wheel of time) that refers to an armageddon-like cosmolical spiritual challenge. It’s a rapture-esqe event that is said to bring about the end of the world, except for the realm of Shambala is supposed to emurge and save the world from it. Shambala is the land in Buddhism that is said to be the place where people of higher life are gaining knowledge and power for this event. Recent belief speculate that this may be a lost land anywhere in the world, instead of just on top of the Himalayan mountains. The Island is the protectorate of this information, and also the prophecized land referred to in Buddhist belief. That’s why there is a security system to it, because the survivors arent supposed to be allowed to venture towards the secrets being held there.
The VIMANA

The Vimana is an ancient flying craft said to have been used in ancient India/Egypt. It is also said to be one of the secrets contained in book 6 (gravitation) held by the Nine Unknown Men. An ancient manuscript describes how to build the Vimana is said to is said to build a device that gives…

“The secret of constructing aeroplanes,
which will not break, which cannot be
cut, will not catch fire, and cannot be
destroyed.
The secret of making planes motionless.
The secret of making planes invisible.
The secret of hearing conversations and
other sounds in enemy planes.
The secret of receiving photographs of
the interior of enemy planes.
The secret of ascertaining the direction
of enemy planes approach.
The secret of making persons in enemy
planes lose consciousness.
The secret of destroying enemy planes.

Sound like a Vimana has the ability to protect the island, but it also has the means to bring planes and other mediums down. I bet what we saw in the preview for "Lockdown" where Locke hears talking in the speaker is the Vimana detecting communication in a craft coming close to the island, and the "hatch" starts acting up because it is going to do whatever is necessary to protect the island from this nearby threat.

It is said to run off of the propulsion of electromagnetism. Here are some engineering diagrams… these diagrams are provided courtesy of http://greatdome.net/nikkinet/vat
I apologize for any violations this created as I was unaware that these diagrams were copyrighted.


Look familiar? The hatch is a Vimana…It has all the elements of being so, including the airtight seal to it. The Vimana is supposed to be able to travel through air, space, and underwater. After all, it does have a “hatch”, which any vessel meant to travel through a different medium than land has. Hanso let DHARMA use it as a lab until someone contacted the outside world revealing some of the secrets held NUM, causing whatever to happen that dismantled DHARMA entirely. The geodesic dome that the computer is in would be the “bridge” of the Vimana, like it is said to have in ancient writings.
And if you think its idiotic, think about Alias, J.J. Abram’s other brain child. What did it involve plot wise that was completely out of the ordinary.
-A prophecy of the end of the world
-The prophecy coming from a dead man who predicted events perfectly 500 years in advance
-secret organizations and societies hiding it
-huge historical congruencies.

This sounds like an idea that J.J. Abrams would definitely come up with.....So is it true that such ppl still exist or they r juss historical numbers...lets wait and watch only time will tell us ..what to believe and what not to believe......

CHASE YOUR DREAMS…I meant go for them at any cost !

I recently read a small piece by Sri.Tejomaya Tarun and was really impressed by it….So I thought to share it ! This was in the context of long-term success and short-term success. Citing an incident from the Ramayana he refers to the ignoble act of Ravana kidnapping Sita and how valiantly Jatayu tried to stave him off .As we all know Ravana chopped off Jatayu’s wings and took Sita away.
The point here is that Ravana succeeded in his efforts at kidnapping Sita. And Jatayu failed in his efforts at trying to save Sita. So Jatayu was a failure and Ravana was successful. What does this show?
That failing in our attempts to do something good is far better than succeeding in doing an ignoble act. In the end it was Jatayu who became a role model and not Ravana.

The point here is that in any action there is an immediate objective and ultimate objective. Ravana’s immediate objective was to kidnap Sita and he succeeded in it. His ultimate objective was to marry Sita but he did not succeed in that. In the case of Jatayu his immediate objective was to save Sita in which he failed, but prevailed in his ultimate objective of saving Sita’s chastity.

Guess we need to look at success and victory in a deeper perspective and not superficially. More often than not small, temporary setbacks block our vision preventing us from looking further. As someone said a situation is never good or bad – it is how one reacts to it that makes it good or bad!

‘ EVERY WORTHWHILE ACCOMPLISHMENT, BIG OR LITTLE, HAS ITS STAGES OF DRUDGERY AND TRIUMPH; A BEGINNING, A STRUGGLE AND A VICTORY’ - ANONYMOUS

Many of us refuse to begin. Those that do leave half way through not willing to go through the struggle. How then can you savor victory? Go behind your dreams like one possessed and victory shall possess you!

Remember…' Mushrooms attain their full power in a night; oaks require decades…!'

Don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead.

I have read this before and have come across this after a long time,juss moments ago . Its so practical. Lets live a quality life and take it as it comes by...

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.

Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you conscious ly went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups.
Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

Don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead.

A B C D of Optimism..

To achieve your dreams, Remember A to Z

A Avoid negative sources, people, places, things and habits

B Believe in yourself

C Consider things from every angle

D Don’t give up and Don’t give in

E Enjoy life today; Yesterday is gone, tomorrow may never come

F Family and fiends are hidden treasures, seek them and enjoy their riches

G Give more than you planned to

H Hang on to your dreams

I Ignore those who try to discourage you

J Just do it

K Keep trying no matter how hard it seems – it will get easier

L Love yourself first and most

M Make it happen

N Never lie, cheat or steal; always strike a fair deal

O Open your eyes and see things as they really are

P Practice makes perfect

Q Quitters never win and winners never quit

R Read, study and learn about everything important in your life

S Stop procrastinating

T Take control of your own destiny

U Understand yourself to better understand others

V Visualize it

W Want it more than anything

X Xcellerate your efforts

Y You are unique of all God’s creations, nothing can replace you

Z Zero in on your target and go for it

Death's Call...

When I was born,
I had a heart, mind and soul.
Now, filled with all that is foul
Now I lay bound and broken, my insides torn
I really can't deal with this pain anymore.

Pain. Pain of what?
Mistakes? Regrets? Unhappiness? Insecurities?
some of it might be the past.
the past, that still holds witnesses.
my scarred body,
me, alone and unloved.
me alone, selfish and unjustified.

My mind is preoccupied,
Telling me to ambitious,
Achieve whatever I can in this lifetime,
To reduce the pain, as I never gain
Even the trigger of a spark, of happiness and hope.
It all died, a long time ago, with my soul.

I wish to be happy,
The curse of being human.
Don’t want the materialistic things that are all crappy.
But just, no more burdens.
Ii want to live light and free.
And live by the sea
Although, you are watched by the waters
It’s dark malevolent eye.
Be invisible and watch the world go by.
Maybe.... all I want to do is die.

You came, thought you'll take my pain away
Guess, i was just selfish,
And, I didn’t even love you.
I had one heart, that I sacrificed to 'nobody'.
Being the warrior, I hurt you, you bled
Gave you a lot of pain, yet with me you stayed.
All I want to do is kiss life goodbye
After all, it’s better to burn out than to fade away.

My Lyf....Dissected

Like a canvas is my life
Sometimes it can be sharp
And can stabb me like a knife
This is my life you see
On one side it has the colours
Dull & bright
It also has darkness & light
It is sometimes interesting and boring
It also needs some colouring
And at times it can be wonderful
And can have spring
But, every good side has a bad side also
One cannot always takes things easy and relax
You also have to pay the tax
So you can achieve your goal
You should get the will power from your soul
And give it the best you can
Don't go as a fast as the rail
Even if you fail
Have faith in God.

Stranger..

Stranger. That's who you are to me.
Dry, ignored, unimportant is how you make me feel.
No signs of recognition, its just the cold blank expression.
You, the one I use to adore,
Now don't even call back anymore,
Its better if you don't, its just old silent blank conversation.
The touch of love, the warmth of passion, leaves me frozen.
In my bed, right here, all alone, and memories, now, less than a dozen.
You don't have to call back. I know your comfortable and taken care off.
You'll be back someday, when the world shuts its doors on you,
And I'll be there, to preach words of wisdom, perhaps even massage your ego.
For now, stay where you are and let me be. Don't tell me you love me,
It long belonged to someone else who still carries it in her pride.
Let me be, let me go. find myself, and disappear from your life.
Maybe when I'm gone, you'll finally realise who I've been and who I am.
Now a stranger, long abandoned and forgotten. I'd remain unknown.

I Am....

Today I am a free bird; the sky is all mine
there is no one who can stop me
I have left my fears behind…..

I can talk to the flowing breeze,
and spread my wings wide
There is no stopping me today
This freedom makes me shine….

My spirit is shining now; I can feel the glow within
‘You’ don’t exist for me anymore
There is no such thing as ‘grim’…

Today I am a free bird; the freedom is all mine…

Only felicity resides in my life now
I enjoy every bit of pain
Life has attained a new meaning
though every other thing remains the same

Yes, today I am a free bird;
the pain is all mine
there is no one who can stop me
I have left my fears far behind…..

♥♥♥♥ ▓ A BEAUTIFUL LOVE STORY ▓ ♥♥♥♥

Heartening... He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after
her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, e invited her to have
coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop,
he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go
home..." Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.
" Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank
it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the
sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee.
Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown
so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply
touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must
be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke
about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning
of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had
tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his
salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and
then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee,
as she knew that's the way he liked it. After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest,
please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember
the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard
for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell
you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for
anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a
strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for
anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second
time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."
Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied,
"It's sweet." Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to
let go .....And they say guys are Liars;

Two things..

"Two Things only a man cannot hide: that he is drunk and that he is in love" "Love is like sunshine.it brings a golden glow to it's beholder`s face.And a warm feeling all over their body. it awaken the souls and opens eyes.And when its over,it leaves billion small memories called stars. To remind the world, that it still exists"

Why women cry.....

Why are you crying?
a young boy asked his Mom.
Because I’m a woman, she told him.
I don’t understand, he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said:
…and you never will, but that’s okay.


Later the little boy asked his father,
Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?
All women cry for no reason.
…was all his dad could say.


The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally, he went on his knees and asked God:
GOD... Why do women cry so easily?
And God answered...


…When I made women,
I decided she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough
to carry the weight of the world,
yet her arms gentle enough to give comfort!
I gave her the inner strength
to endure childbirth and the rejection
that many times will come,
even from her own children!

I gave her a hardness that
allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends,
even when everyone else gives up,
through sickness and fatigue, without complaint!
I gave her sensitivity to love
her children under any and all circumstances,
even when her child has hurt her badly!
She has the very special power to make a child’s boo-boo feel better
and to quell a teenager’s anxieties and fears.


I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults,
and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart!
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife
but sometimes tests her strengths
and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly !




Son, for all of this hard work…
I also gave her a tear to shed.
It is hers to use whenever needed and is her only weakness!
When you see her cry, tell her how much you love her and all she does for everyone.
And even though she may still cry,
you will have made her heart feel good.
She is special!!!

as she is a women

Age no BAR!

The governmenet gave in a new verdict.
The legal drinking age has gone down to 21 from 25.
Real good news... isnt it?
Well... as if anyone ever cared!...The papers say people want it to go down to 18.Well does that mean those who are 18 do not drink coz the legal age was 25 earlier and now 21?
Now im sounding like a fool.
All bullshit!
Are those people there sitting behind the benches fools or they think their policies over drinking are really effecting people who are drinking.
Do they really think that if the legal age is 25 then all people below that age were not drinking? and now that its 21 all those who are below that wont?
Making the age 18 or 21 or 25 or even 16 for that matter is no soultion from preveting the youth to drink. Well whatever it maybe.. i dont think it is actually followed anywhere in this entrie country.
I have friends who drink...infact i myself have taken it at times...and never have we been asked for an ID proof!
i know children in school who drink very often. I have seen children in school unifroms at pubs in a place like Delhi,the national capital and there is no check on what they are buying and what they are drinking.
High time the authorities need to wake up and take an action.
Anyone who wants to drink, will drink!
No matter how many seminars,awareness programmes or public intrest meetings are held. Its all in the minds of the glass holders.
People who drink no more of how its harming them than those who dont.
No use of wasting parliament sessions on taking out bills which define laws on who is eligible to drink or who is not.
Cause the truth is ..nobody carees!
The people who are selling it dont.
The ones who are buying it dont
And the ones who are making rules,definately doNT.
Welcome to reality.
cheers!

Quote Mania

Quotes from some English flicks, I simply adore....
1) Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse wouldn’t quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he turned that cream into butter and crawled out. --- Frank William Abegnale (Christopher Walken – catch me if you can)

2) The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. May be the desperation can’t be quiet anymore. ---(Nick Cannon – shall we dance)

3) Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V. ---(V for vendetta)

4) Opinions are like *$#holes. Everyone’s got one. ---(heard it somewhere!!!)


5) The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and that before this battle is over, even a god-king can bleed. ---King Leonidas to Xerces(300)

6) Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to. ---Col. Jessep(Jack Nicholson) to Kaffe(Tom Cruise) ---(Few Good Men)

!!... MinuS YoU ...!!

I hug myself coz there is no one around
I am tired of this loneliness coz i cant here any sound

She's so far yet so close
I cant see her yet i can feel

The beach awaits
The walk awaits
The holding hands
and the silence awaits

I miss her when it pains
I miss her when it rains
I miss her in the corner seats
I just miss her each time i breathe

My arms are still waiting
My heart still beats
Is it just in the dreams
Or the souls ever gonna meet

I want some answers
I want some reply
Does she even care?
Whenever i cry

I love her
I really do
She tells me that i am special
But is that really true?

She has never been far from my thoughts
I have spend sleepless nights thinking about her

I dont know whats wrong
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong

I wish she can understand my love
I wish she can understand my pain
I wish she can ever feel what i feel

I just lie in my bed
and puff my dope
thers tears in my eyes
but still i have HOPE... !!!

I.D.I.O.T ??????

"Through my skin
you climb into my eyes
i say goodbye
but you're on the inside
blind my eyes
& in front of me
you hide
You fuck with me
but I am an idiot
you fuck with my heart
but i'm still an idiot
now my life is pain
and pain is my life
but im still an idiot
b'coz i'm in ?????? "

I am Lost....

I am lost in this worlds desert,
and fed up of the illusion named love.
In this garden i prefer to stay hidden,
after giving scent to all ,now i am withered.
belief,quarells.disbelief and love,
I am being measured in so many parameters.
In the ocean of remembrance i am like a boat of thought,
I am invisible to the one who is trying to see frm the shore.
If u have deficit of it hardly can i help

Sattire on Hindu Dharma.......

In a cautionary tale, a Muslim, a Christian and a Hindu are crossing a river in a ferry. A storm springs up and the ferry is pitched and tossed about. The passengers begin to pray for salvation. "Save me, Allah", pleads the Muslim. And a divine being on a winged horse carries the Muslim to safety. "Save me, dear God", cries the Christian. And a chariot of fire descends and conveys him to the shore. "Save me, oh save me!", begs the Hindu. But despite all his entreaties, no help is forthcoming and the poor fellow drowns. He finds himself in Heaven, where Brahma welcomes him with a warm "Swagat". "What swagat!", the newcomer huffs. "How you showed me up in front of that Muslim and that Christian. They prayed to their respective gods who came and saved them. But though i prayed and prayed, no one bothered to come and save me", he grumbles. Brahma shrugs helplessly. "What could I do, my son. You started praying to Vishnu to save you, so I adopted that avatar and was coming for you, when you began to call on Ram. I was stringing my bow as Ram, when you suddenly called Krishna, I was getting my flute and my gopis, when you invoked Durga. 1 was putting kajal in my eyes before coming to rescue you, and in the meantime you went and drowned".

The Bitter truth.....

In the beginning and in the end
The line that connects us will never bend
Living with you my precious friend
Is a lifetime case that I will defend.
Only you light up my darkest life
From the time you kiss me and hold me tight
Vital element that shines in sight
Is like a diamond that is so bright.
Everlasting love for the one I love
The only thing I swear from the One above
You’re not the perfect to be the greatest
But for me who know you most, you’re the best.
Of all the time I’m wit you
Is a moment to be treasure, too
Unbreakable feeling I have for you
Will always tell: “I LOVE YOU”

Once upon a time there was a child ready two be born

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.? The child asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?" God
replied, "Among the many angels, I chose one.? Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you." The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy." God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you everyday.? And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy." Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?" God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak." "And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?" God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray." "I've heard that on Earth there are bad men.? Who will protect me?" God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life." "But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore." God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you." At that
moment there was much peace in heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name." "Her name is not important.? You will simply call her "Mom"."

A thought that I wished to be TRUE

Few days back I was watching a video on poverty and state of people in many countries. I was extremely moved by what I saw and decided to search the truth and realities and ways to overcome this problem of material wealth. I am reading a few books and have come to know that the state of person in his lifetime is directly related to his past life karmas. The one who gets out of the cycle of Karma can achieve anything and everything. It is possible to burn your bad karma. Bill Gates today is what he is due to very good karma from his past life coupled with good birth stars.

Other reason I learned is “ THOUGHT ” itself can be very powerful tool for manifestation.

“854 million people across the world are hungry, up from 852 million a year ago. Every day, almost 16,000 children die from hunger-related causes--one child every five seconds” Ref: http://www.bread.org/learn/hunger-basics/hunger-facts-international.html
Why can’t developed countries provide help to the many poor countries, but can pour money into making weapons of mass destruction? Its time the power and wealth in the world comes in hands of more spiritual, conscious, true representatives of the people.

Manifestation of your desires can best take place with faces of creativity, kindness, love, beauty, expansion, unlimited abundance and receptivity. Connecting to your true intentions and your higher self is the key to this.
The power of thoughts can affect water. Go to following link to see the research done by Dr. Masaru Emoto. His work shows how, thoughts and words alone can affect water. Ref : http://www.life-enthusiast.com/twilight/research_emoto.htm
This is the very reason I believe taking a dip in water during a Kumbh Mela is so spiritual. The water affected by presence of holy, spiritual, enlightened beings then tends to affect the common man too. Also why “Tirth” and “Prasad” offered in temples.
Dr. Hagelin and his peers concluded that when large groups of people meditate together it creates a measurable field of “coherence” that has been attributed to lowering crime and violence in the surrounding population. This was effect of transcendental meditation. But what was main focus PEACE.
Ref: http://www.21stcenturyministries.com/info/Victory%20Before%20War.pdf

“The subconscious mind regards the words and thoughts that get lodged inside it as expressing and describing a real situation, and therefore endeavors to align the words and thoughts with reality. It works diligently to make these words and thoughts a reality in the life of the person saying or thinking them.” says Remez Sasson
Author of Visualize and Achieve.
Ref : http://www.mindpowernews.com/PowerOfRepeatedWords.htm

Thoughts also affect our environment - earth, atmosphere, air etc. Its years of impurity of thoughts, hatred, envy, jealousy, anger, fear etc. that has destroyed the ecology. You can blame the warming planet, erupting volcanoes, impure air to our thoughts. Its not without a thought that we came about polluting this world, creating events like sep 11.

Its the collective consciousness of a large group of people that can change the state of the world. Lot of work on this was done by Romansky in beginning of 20th century. Modern quantum mechanic scientists have been baffled with their inability to understand matter at its quantum level and its behavior. They are now approaching the vedic science. A lot of work has been done by Dr. Hagelin in this regards. Few must watch videos to understand the modern science point of view.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsvEkPNitdQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A85kY_1aL98
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGGkz7y7bEM

So why can’t we change the state of poverty in the world now, just by changing my and your thoughts? I have written this not to make people think of poverty and start feeling low and piety for the poor, but to make them all aware of thinking of “PEACE, LOVE, ABUNDANCE, SPIRITUAL AND MATERIAL PROSPERITY”.

I long to explore

I long to explore
the oceans,
and the rivers.
The mountains,
and the valleys.
I long to feel
the thunder,
and the storm.
I long to kiss
the fire,
and the snow.
I long to smell
the soul of fragrance.
I long to touch
the creation...
I long to explore
the love of a GIRL.

The other side Of Development

This was the question I always had in my mind, is India really a super power?



At 60 years of Independence, India is going very strong economically and creating new ripples to show its strength and global face. Real estate is booming, multiplexes, BPO's, IT parks are mushrooming everywhere. Re is 9 1/2 year high versus $. Sensex touched 17,000 mark which is all time high, thanks to unbelievable performance of the stock market. New trend of Indian companies acquiring foreign companies has started. No need to mention, Indians spreaded across the globe working for billion dollar companies with high profile jobs and awarded as the best brains in the world. Because of the booming economy, Reverse Brain Drain has started.


As a coin has two sides, above said is one side and let's see the other side too....


At the same 60 years of Independence, India has 2nd highest population in the world (1.136bn currently) and is estimated to have 1.63bn by 2050 to overtake China. Literacy of current total population is 61% whereas our neighbour and competetor China is at 90.9%. India is estimated to have 5.5mn AIDS patients, 2nd highest in the world. According to 2001 census data, 40mn of Indian population lives in slums and sadly 5mn of this population are young children (0-6 age group) and 5mn live in Mumbai alone, I also read somewhere that Mumbai slums are the biggest in the world. According to 2004-2005 stats, inspite of the booming economy, India's poverty rate is still at 27.5%. Apart from these, there are many other issues like corruption, dirty politics, underworld, inefficient police etc.,


There is a political party called 'LokParitran' started few years ago by few IITians, but I hardly see them in the news. I am not even sure if they are still active and preparing for coming elections. I really wonder why people in India won't encourage young, educated, and dynamic politicians. How many more decades we should bare these stupid uneducated politicians who just keep winning with the power of money and rigging and whose aim is to make more money than they spent for the elections? Ridiculous!!

Last week I was watching 'Salaam, Bombay!' and then I was like totally in a new world watching those street children who lives in slums and grow up with no education and no money to spoil all their lives with so many bad habits in a very bad companionship. I felt for a second, 'How many great brains India might be missing?'. I felt the same even when I was watching the documentary 'Born into Brothels, which traces the life of a bunch of kids frm Kolkata's red light area Sonagachi...n I must say that its a must watch for everyone who thinks that genuise are born into palaces ... Having so many problems like poverty, illiteracy in a country like India is not a wonder, but continuing the same even after six decades of independence is a wonder. Isn't it the time to think and act??

I am sure, India is transforming slowly to globalize and coming out of poverty, illiteracy, but I think this pace is not enough. There is cut throat competetion among the countries. Our country should improve in many things even to match with our neighboring countries like Singapore, Malaysia, China, HongKong etc. If we want to beat them, oh yeah, we really need to work hard and show them what real India is....

From my point of view, as an Indian, India is a super power in many things and will reach the top soon. All we need to do is, change the system in the best possible way, unleash the best talent (which is never touched), let's fight for corruption free government and clean politics, eradicate the poverty and illiteracy. If the above things are covered, then other small issues will be taken care.


So, what do you think? 'Is India really a super power?'

Salute the MAA

Let's salute to the most beautiful creation of God
God took the fragrance of a flower,
The majesty of a tree,
The gentleness of morning dew,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The beauty of a twilight hour,
The soul of a starry night
The laughter of the rippling brook,
The grace of a bird in flight,
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when His masterpiece was through,
He called it simply...MOTHER

Accept Change

‘Unhappiness is a luxury.’

You can call that a paradox, a contradiction or even a fabricated statement made up by a thick-headed teenager who knows nothing about life whatsoever, but the bottom line is that it’s true. Denying something true doesn’t change its authenticity. In fact, it reinforces it. We humans have a tendency of avoiding reality, we believe what distant colleague tells us about the murder of a celebrated actress, but we refuse to accept the story of the person who fills us in about the beautiful miracle he witnessed, totemic of God’s mysterious designs and ways.

How do you define unhappiness? Unhappiness is not reflected in the eyes of a beggar dressed in thatched clothes, sitting on the asphalt, asking for alms from highbrow business men in starched suits and pressed ties. At least, that beggar is a free man; free to follow in his dreams, free to do whatever he likes without pondering the consequences of his actions.

The true feeling of unhappiness can be found in all those shallow socialites who take hours to dress up, style their hair, and go to parties only to exclaim, over wine and cutlery, how wretched their lives are. They go home, indulge in the usual household chores; do the dishes, clean the attic even though its already spotless, lecture their kids, visit their neighbors to discuss that who got fired and who broke up with whom, meaningless chit-chat, anything to keep them sheltered from the aspect of facing reality. When the truth is that they feel incomplete; something is always missing. They want more from life than a hard-working husband and a pretty house set in the suburbs. They want dreams, they want desires, anything to break the monotonous chain of events, anything to hold on to and fly away with it. They want freedom, happiness.

You might ask what’s wrong with that. It’s not a sin to dream even though you know its fulfillment is a novelty. And I fully agree with that, but what troubles me is that why do these people want to quench their thirst for adventure by mere day-dreams, why don’t they acknowledge the fact that there is a possibility that these dreams might come true if they work hard enough.

When questioned, such people reply that they are bound. They say that they are committed to all sorts of relationships; mother, father, wife, daughter. They have children to take care of, bills to pay, jobs to go to, and chores to attend to. They claim that marriage is a promise; a promise of staying together till death. What they don’t realize is that love never bound anyone; its people who use it as an excuse to bound themselves because they are afraid. Afraid of doing what there heart tells them to, afraid of following their dreams. Love is not about killing your dreams, burying your desires in a pact of eternity. Everyone has dreams; the only difference is that most people don’t make an endeavor for the accomplishment of that particular dream. They sit before the TV, after a hectic day at work, watching the same sitcom reruns. They feel unhappy but simply console themselves by saying, ‘that’s life.’ When the truth is that’s not life; that’s dying whilst you were still alive, that’s homicide. Life is adventure, risk, joy. Life is discovering the things that make you happy. Life, if understood properly, is pure, eternal bliss.

People don’t understand me. They say that I am a naïve child and have no experiences about the hardships life offers. But the fact of the matter is that age is not an obstacle on the path to discovery. Joan of Arc was merely seventeen years old when she was made the leader of the French troops, because her strategies of defending the battalion were ingenious. And as far as my argument is concerned, I would like to add that life is hard for those who tend to make it hard. If you place your trust in the ‘thing,’ then it will guide you to your ultimate crossroad. God is not going to come down from the heavens and beg you to be happy; he only helps those who seek, who seek love, life, and things that are beyond their knowledge. Someone wise once said, ‘God helps those who help themselves.’

Renounced author, Paulo Coelho, beautifully described the same concept in his latest book, entitled, The Zahir. In the following paragraph, the writer is explaining why the distance between railway tracks is always 143.5 centimeters or 4 feet 8.5 inches, an odd measurement quite hard to remember.

‘When they built the first train carriages, they used the same tools as they had for building horse-drawn carriages. And why that distance between the wheels on carriages? Because that was the width of the old roads along which the carriages had to travel. And who decide that roads should be that width? Well, suddenly, we are plunged back into the distant past. It was the Romans, the first great road-builders, who decided to make their roads that width. Why? Because their war chariots were pulled by two horses, and when placed side by side, the horses they used at that time took up 143.5 centimeters. So the distance between the tracks I saw today, used by our state-of-art high speed trains, was determined by the Romans. When people went to the United States and started building railways three, it didn’t occur to them to change the width and so it stayed as it was. This even affected the building of space shuttles. American engineers thought the fuel tanks should be wider, but the tanks were built in Utah and had to be transported by train to the Space Centre in Florida, and the tunnels couldn’t take anything wider. And so they had to accept the measurement that the Romans had decided was ideal.’’

And what is the measurement of the distance between railway tracks got to do with all this? Everything. What I want to say is that don’t be afraid to explore the unknown, to breakaway, to find the real you. The risk of adventure is the greatest thrill anyone could ever experience. Just because things have been going the same way since the last century doesn’t mean you can’t change; both yourself and those around you. If everyone was scared of discovering new things, defying the laws, then Galileo wouldn’t have invented the telescope, Carl Jung wouldn’t have put forward his theory of Synchronicity and Albert Einstein wouldn’t have established his three laws of motion. With time, spaces have to be filled, things have to be changed. People have to change; they have to make themselves happy, not on the surface, but spiritually. But they don’t. Because there are rules, ethics that were developed long ago and still have to be followed, without questioning them.

And that’s exactly what everyone is doing; following meaningless rules, the norms of the so-called society blindly, because they are afraid of change, afraid of dreams, afraid of happiness. They don’t change after their dreams with gusto and zeal because it involves uncertainty. What if I am unable to achieve my dream? What if I am still unhappy? What if people label me to be a spontaneous fool? But sometimes, when you are plagued by a paroxysm of self-doubt and insecurity, its better to ignore them and for once in your life, do what you have always wanted to do, do what will bring a smile to a face tautened with worries. God created man in a world full of possibility. This clearly shows that He wants us to discover, to dream, and to achieve that dream. God didn’t create the rules we are following now; they are self-made. God didn’t tell us to bind our lives and burn out the fire of our dreams, our desires, our hopes, our wants. Then why are we suffocating our souls, whilst trying to maintain an aloof façade to satisfy those around us? We pretend to be petrified of what lies ahead and have me made our lives miserable for ourselves, because it’s easier to compliant than struggle to change the environment. When was it that we ruthlessly snatched the authority of headship from our hearts and silently acquiesced to the expectations expectations and demands of an archaic tribe?

What will happen if people stop following these regulations? Things may get haywire for sometime but at least everyone will be contented, at least they will be happy. Later on, they would not have to tell their grandchildren that their greatest regrets in life were that they weren’t able to travel, or dance in the rain, or eat a dozen ice lollies in one sitting. They would always blame life for being difficult; whereas they should blame themselves for not giving life a chance. But I know for a fact that they won’t, because people never admit their mistakes. They stay the same, always, 143.5 centimeters apart, afraid of changes, afraid of happiness, suspended in a hollow void, trying to remember when was it that the stars stopped shinning upon them.


PS: i know its really long, sorry!

What a Failure can teach us...

Lessons of Failure
Lord are you trying to tell me something?
For....
Failure does not mean I'm a failure;
It does mean I have not yet succeeded.
Failure does not mean I have accomplished nothing;
It does mean I have learned something .
Failure does not mean I have been a fool;
It does mean I had enough faith to experiment.
Failure does not mean I have disgraced;
It does mean I have dared to try.
Failure does not mean I don't have it;
It does mean I have something to do to in a different way .
Failure does not mean I m inferior;
It does mean I am not perfect.
Failure does not mean I have wasted my life;
It does mean I have an excuse to start over.
Failure does not mean I should givr up;
It does mean I should try harder.
Failure does not mean that I will never make it;
It does mean I need more practice.
Failure does not mean that you have abondened me;
It does mean you must have a better idea.

We -The Hypocrites

From last two days our whole country is goin GA GA over the latest rise in sensex....and the public do it again n again manier tyms and ocassion come and go and we declare ourselves to be proud Indian..the citizen of the strongest developing economy ..and so called a very noble country but do we really are the country we claim to be?? I think not.. ..but at the heart we all remains the biggest hypocrites on this mighty planet showin our filthy double standards ...fuck wid dat kinda attitude...some days ago there was news that a pregnant lady was restricted to enter the premises of a temple ..on basis of her pregnancy ..wat the hell do authorities think they r doin ..bt poor ppl the servants of GOD wat can they do ...its in our Vedic literature dat a women carryin a life within her is unpious to the deity..so she shudn't be allowed to enter the holy place ....here comes the hypocrisy of our society n religious literature watever u can say.....and to be honest dere are lots of other example of our greatness.. how great are we.. ....here am gonna quote a sentence frm a book called Manu Smriti..I came across the sentence while watching the movie Bandit Queen..it says,"Animals,Drums,Illiterates, Low castes & Women worthy of being beaten" wot a nice comparison of women ....chalo leaving it all behind ..let me talk about the incident of restricted entry in temple to a pregnant lady...I dunno the reasons on basis of which this rule comes in place but if assuming something I can say that..pregnancy is somehow related to having sex..to conceive and we are ashamed of our sexuality,in particular the female sexuality our so called religious mentors think that its a thing to b ashamed of ...think abt it; if it were a thing to be ashamed of then God havn’t created it on the first hand..and secondly keepin this topic or our sexuality under wraps doesn’t mean that our Gods dun have sexual life .to tell you only Krishna have 16000 wives and a girlfriend to whom he never married ...so to be liberal is in our very own culture n genes...

now lemme tell you one thing in our country ..lord shiva has a very strong Bhakti
(fan following) ...and do u know wat we worship while worshipping him ..yeah m talkin about Shivling....(Shiv + Ling)
phonetically ..Ling of Shiva ....and have you ever noticed the shivling closely….If not then do one thing weneva u went to temple den watch out for its base ...u know what that base is?? ..that is Parvati's Yoni..now as we have seen that we are worshiping the copulation of Shiva Parvati for ages without any questions..but we still remain reserved for granting access to the temple to a pregnant women ..who is carrying the result of most beautiful phenomenon ..thats creation of life...comon ..stand up n unshackel yerself n come out of dese bondages n give our women there pride and honour from which they have been deprived for so long....I know my this post will n’t make any differnce to any women's life but still felt to write abt it ...so i wrote ....
Anyways … the day we ignore these kinda unreasonable things n traditions..then only we ,as a country would be a great developed country ..and that would a genuine cause to celebrate ..
And at that moment our surge in world economy would be more sweet and pleasant and to be proud of.. ...so lets stand up n make our country more noble...JAI HIND...

In conversation with GOD

maine bhagwaan se kaha meri saari peedayein chheen lo,
Bhagwaan ne kaha, mujhe chhenane ki kya zarurat,
tum saath hee liye ghoom rahi ho,tum hee tyaag do.

maine kaha, mujhe sahan shakti do, dheeraj do.
Usnae kaha, dheeraj aasmaan se nahi tapakta,
pareshaaniyon ke beech upajta hai,
usae tumhe khud hee ugaana padega.

maine kaha, mujhe khushiyaan do.
Usnae kaha, main tumhe aashirwaad de sakta hun,
khushi tumhe apne andar se jagaani padegi.

maine kaha achcha phir mujhe wo saari cheezein do
jissae main zindagi ka anand le sakoon.
Usnae kaha, saansarik cheezon mein alapkaal ka anand hai.
Meri yaad ke siwaye kisi aur cheezon se tujhe sadaakaal ka
anand nahi mil sakta

maine kaha, theek hai, phir mujhe yah shakti toe dena ki,
main bhi doosron se utnaa hee pyaar karun, jitna ki Tum mujh se karte ho.

Bhagwaan muskura kar bole, tum mera diya hua pyaar jitna baatoge,
ussae kayin guna pyaar tumhare andar swatah hee bharega.

The Ramayana : The Myth or our Religious history

The Ramayana is, without doubt, one of the greatest stories ever told. Valmiki's Ramayana, composed sometime in the 3rd century was probably the compila­tion of a much earlier oral tradition. It is therefore a story told in many different ways in many countries, as also in many different parts of India. The Ramayana, therefore, is not the exclusive tradition of India's Hindus.
In Buddhist Jataka tales Ram was an earlier avatar of Buddha while in the ancient Jain tradition Ram was a noble soul incapable of taking the life of Ravana who could never have been a demonic eater of flesh or drinker of blood as is com­monly depicted.
In Sri Lanka, Ravana is the great hero while Ram is depicted as the blue-faced invader from the north. In Thailand, the faith­ful Hanuman is no celibate but a mis­chievous womaniser. The story is told in many different ways in Bali, Cambodia, Vietnam and other countries where the Ramayana is part of a revered and celebrated local tradition. They would baulk at the idea that the epic story belonged exclusively to the Hin­dus or Indians.
There are many versions of the Ramayana within India itself. Although he is highly revered among the Brahmins, Ram was not respected by many among the lower castes who were appalled at the treacherous killing of Bali or the killing of the Sambukha simply because he was a Shudra who dared to perform austerities and read the Vedas.
Women in parts of Andhra, Bengal and Karnataka sing songs about Sita and mock Ram's shabby treatment of this virtuous lady and her two sons. In Valmiki's Ramayana, Ram was the mortal hero of a great legend. He was only raised to an object of divine worship in North India after the 16th century when Goswami Tulsidas of Ayodhya wrote the lyrical Ramcharitmanas.
The geography of the epic is an enduring mystery. Since nothing of significance has been found at any of the sites mentioned in the Ramayana, the story might have been myth or the events described could have occurred in places beyond the geographical limits of what has come to be defined in recent times as India.
A river named the Syr Darya that flows through Kirghistan, Turkmenistan and Uzbekistan through the city of Aijwal, that is phonetically not too dissimilar to Ayodhya. and Kashgarh, still called Kashi, is east of it while Samarkand, earlier the Markandaya of the Puranas, is to its north-west. So it is possible that Lanka might have been a piece of land beyond the several water bodies in central Asia. Wandering bards and storytellers carried tales by word of mouth. While at its core, every story might have had an historical basis, storytellers tended to exaggerate the nobi­lity of the hero, the beauty of the heroine, the male­volence of demons, the magnificence of their palaces and the power of their weapons.
These exaggerations caused distor­tions in both reli­gion and history. So every religious tradition carries not only the words and philosophies of their prophets and founders but also the baggage of many myths and customs. The stories in the Old Testament long predated Jesus who also never said agyord about Christmas or Easter while Eid and Ramzan were Arab traditions that had existed for centuries before Prophet Muhammad. There ai|| many accounts about the heroes of the Vedas and Puranas who are not deified.
God may have created Man but Man created religion that is not as sacred as God. The Arab occupation of Jerusalem involved almost no persecution of Jews or other faiths but the Christian rulers in a distant Europe, a thousand years after the crucifixion, mainly seeking to control the trade routes from China and India, spurred millions of their innocent followers to lay down their lives in the Crusades to save the 'Holy Land'.
The Taliban continues to exploit Islamic' concepts that are not found in the Qur'an. It is not surprising then that in a climate of opportunism, Ram, too, is sought to be appropriated by leaders today for political ends.

ONLY THE FITTEST SURVIVE

Life is hard, life is a test
Never accept defeat, try your best
Always be ready to fight
Because justice is your right.


History bears testimony to the fact
And this rule remains forever intact
That war is not won by getting slain
But by inflicting on your enemies death and pain.


So never on your mind let emotions throng
Since only he survives whosoever is strong
No matter what the odds against you
Remember, the insurmountable are weak too.


Whatever the task, push a little harder
However hard the times, strive a little further
The battle lies ahead to be won
Let all fear and uncertainty run.


On clouds of success you will ride
Strength and victory will be your pride
Forget the past, don't look back, ahead, dive
Because you know, only the fittest survive.

I want to LIVE....

Dunno whether i should post this here or not..
Just something i wrote na wanted to share with you guys.

When I was alone, it was the same; the same thoughts, the same mindless sentences, the same mass of complex questions, the same desperate inability to answer those complex questions.

It was a sense of discomfort; I could not place my finger on it.

Confusion, helplessness, dead-ends.
Why am I doing this? Why am I living a sinfully lacklustre life, without enthusiasm, without happiness?

I rise at 5 every morning, have burnt bacon and eggs for breakfast, go to school, listen to the same droning about identification of ions and refraction of light, I come back home in the same white Daihatsu, give the same monosyllabic replies to my mother’s probing questions, watch the same repetitious soap operas on the television, brush my teeth with the same image staring back at me from the mirror, go to bed with the same patched quilt and experience the same feeling of emptiness inside my body everyday.

There is a fire; a raging fire inside me. Of desire, dream, delirium.

There are so many things I want to do. So many goals I want to achieve, so many books I want to read, so many people I want to meet, so many places I want to see.

But I don’t.

Because I have forced myself to believe that the life I am living right now is best for me. A life without passion. A life without love.

I am not happy, neither am I satisfied.

I want something more.

I want something beyond.

Nothing maters anymore. But still, my subconscious keeps me in a sphere of terror. What if I flunk the Chemistry test at college? What if mom found about the lie I told her last week? What if someone is better at English than me and if the administration make him the Literary Society President? What if someone reads my diary; my innermost and personal cerebrations?

And then there’s the fear of death. Doom.

What if I die without doing the things I want to? What if I die without achieving the goals I want to, without reading the books I want to, without meeting the people I want to, without seeing the places I want to?

I want to run away; run away from life, this world, people, myself. I want to become a war correspondent. I want to question the people who have looked at death closely. I want to question the soldiers who live at the edge of life, knowing that the angel of death could descend upon them at any moment. I want to run away to an unknown destination,I want to run away to a cocoon where everything’s different; where flowers never wilt, where the rain never stops, where the sun never sinks, where the power of love still prevails.

I want to help; help every happy and unhappy soul. I want to help the people who claim to be happy but are actually screaming inside. I want to help lonely wanderers like me who are searching for something so powerful; they are dominated by it themselves, for something so complex, they themselves fail to comprehend it. I want to help the poor, who desire money. I want to help the rich who desire luxury. I want to help those addicted to luxuries, who desire a simple life. I want to help those spirits who are lost; frozen in time; hovering motionlessly through a vacuum they themselves created without ever realizing it.

I want to cry; to cry for those who themselves cry. I want to cry for those who try to define life through their individual foggy perception of the world. I want to cry for those who pray for the forgiveness for their previous sins. I want to cry for those who experience pain. I want to cry for those who need light in a mass of pitch darkness. I want to cry for those who are waiting for their tears to dry up, for the wounds to heal, for the indelible scars to disappear.

I want to live; live to enjoy the profundity of silence.I want to live for the stunning miracles I witness everyday.I want to live to admire the sheer beauty of every passing moment. I want to live to fade away in the glorious sunset; to melt in the never-ending sky. I want to live to hear the cacophony of sounds, to smell each and every tempting aroma, to hear the tinkling laughter.I want to live because a voice deep down in my heart tells me to do so. I want to live because I have been created to live. I want to live for all those who weren’t able to live. I want to live because I have to run, I have to help, and I have to cry. I want to live because it’s forbidden to live a life of fervour and eternal bliss. I want to live for I am reborn...