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The Grand Illusion

2011-09-17T17:30:00.004+05:30

One fish said to the other, “Do you believe in this ocean that they talk about?” This Chinese saying illustrates how narrow our vision of the world and the universe can be. We see the world from our limited perceptual framework. Despite an overwhelming evolution of the human race, the human mind is severely restricted by what it can perceive through the senses. What we hear is limited by the frequencies our ears can process – dogs can hear many higher frequencies and hence have a very different perception of the same sounds. Our sight is limited by the light frequencies our eyes can relate to; since pit vipers can sense heat from infrared rays they must construct the same world rather differently. If we had a different receiver mechanism, we would be hearing other frequencies and seeing in new ways. With scientific knowledge, we know that many things are not what they appear to be – the sky isn’t blue, only the scattering of the blue light absorbed by the atmosphere makes it appear so; the moon doesn’t rise in the night; and the house we live in is not stationary, but rotates along with the earth. Essentially, we see, hear and process what we can and not what reality is. Truth realisation is not easy. Besides the difficulty, our perceptions are further clouded by our personal thoughts and emotions. A Buddhist verse says: “Is anything on earth universally and unanimously recognised as beautiful? For a lover, a beautiful woman is an object of desire; for the hermit, a distraction; for the wolf, a good meal.” What is the truth, then? Everything in the universe is made up of energy. All beings are manifestations of the same energy. This vital spiritual force breathes life into every living being and sustains every cell and organism. It’s like an enormous field of colourless and odourless energy which encompasses everything and every being that we can imagine – all of that existing, not in isolation or in separation, but in one continuum. What appears solid is only so because of the frequency of wavelengths that our senses are capable of perceiving. Our minds create a three-dimensional world from this continuum of free-flowing energy, comprising of electrons and neutrons. Like the fish in the Chinese saying, when we cannot see this continuum, we are limited to noticing the individual parts of the creation. As a result, the trees, animals, humans and all other objects seem disjointed from us. ‘I’ as an individual does not exist, never existed, never will – the sense of ‘I’ is merely a perception of our limited mind. From Einstein we know that matter and energy are interchangeable; they’re essentially one. When broken down to its barest form, all matter is the same energy. We can break a glass jar into pieces but each piece, however small, will still be glass. Similarly, know that God is in each one of us, and we are part of the same whole. This knowledge can set us free. As we make a conscious effort to stay connected with this realisation, we become better equipped to playing the roles of our life – businessman, teacher, wife, father and friend – with tremendous happiness and inner peace. This connection lets us be like an actor who plays her role on stage with great sincerity but stays conscious of the fact that she is really not the character she’s playing – and thus not overly identify with the fortunes and misfortunes of her given role!

Returning Of a Confused Soul

2009-05-27T18:33:00.002+05:30

Its so long I hvn't scribbled anything, or can I say I did not feel the need to do so . But as Life is all messed up n fucked up ..but Am still going on with a meek hope that everything will be fine as it was earlier. Someone is waiting for me Around the corner with open arms to embrace me and let me start my life afresh once again ..:P I hope this trust remains intact and I achieve my DREAMS

Life Is Death, Death Is Life

2008-03-03T00:34:00.000+05:30

Death is separation of the soul from the physical body. Death becomes the starting point of a new life. Death merely opens the door to a higher and fuller form of life. Birth and death are jugglery of maya. He who is born begins to die. He who dies begins to live. Life is death and death is life. No one comes, no one goes. Brahmn or the eternal alone exists.
Just as you move from one house to another, the soul passes from one body to another to gain experience. Just as a man casting off worn-out garments takes new ones, so the dweller in this body, casting off wornout bodies, enters into others which are new.
Life is a continuum. Death is necessary for further evolution. Dissolution of the body is no more than sleep. Birth is like waking up. Death brings new life. A man of discrimination is not afraid of death. Death unlocks the door to a wider existence. The soul is a circle whose circumference is nowhere but its centre is in the body. Death means the change of this centre from one body to another.
The supreme soul or paramatman is deathless, decayless, timeless, causeless and spaceless. It is the source and substratum for body, mind and world. There is death for the physical body, a compound of five elements. The eternal soul is beyond time, space and causation.
To free yourself from birth and death, you must become body-less. Body is the result of karmas or actions. If you free yourself from raga-dvesha, or likes and dislikes, you will be free from karma. If you annihilate ignorance through knowledge of the imperishable, you can annihilate the ego. The root cause for this body is ignorance. He who realises the eternal soul, which is formless and attributeless, infinite and unchanging, frees himself from death.
The individual souls or jivas build various bodies to display their activities and gain experience from this world. They enter the bodies and leave them. The process goes on. This is known as transmigration of souls. The entrance of a soul into a body is called birth. The soul’s departure from the body is death.
Man has always tried to know what happens after the death of an individual. Science has been struggling to unravel the mystery of what lies beyond death.Experiments have yielded many interesting facts. Natural death, it is said, is unknown to unicellular organisation. When life on earth consisted of these creatures, death was unknown. The phenomenon appeared only when from unicellular the multicellular evolved.
Laboratory experiments have shown that whole organs such as thyroid glands, the ovary, suprarenal gland, the spleen, heart and kidneys isolated from the body of a cat or a fowl, can be kept alive in vitro to show increase in size or weight due to the appearance of new cells or tissues.
It is also known that after the cessation of an individual parts of the organisation can continue to function. The white corpuscles of the blood, if cared for, can live for months after the body from which they were withdrawn has been cremated. Death is not the end of life. It is merely cessation of an individuality. Life flows on to achieve the universal till it merges in the eternal.

2008-03-01T04:01:00.000+05:30

I wanna walk with ya ;
and not run.
u wanna skip ;
i wont let u fall.
I wanna look ;
at the horizon ,
And don wanna see,
a building standing tall .
I wanna be the only one;
For miles and miles.
Except for maybe you;
And your simple smile.
Oh it sounds good to me ;
Yes it sounds so good to me.
I wanna take u away.
Fly with u as high as i can.
nto the wild blue ;
plz set me free..
ohh i pray..
closer to heaven above ;
nd closer to you..
hey..i wanna get closer to u.!!

Near death experience explained

2008-03-01T00:39:00.000+05:30

The previous post about aghori sadhus was posted in a social network and one person (I am really thankful to him) proposed a theory that they might be consuming human brain because it contains DMT. I really never had this point, DMT is a psychedelic drug and is found in human body and in plants as well.

DMT stands for Di methyl triptamine is a psychedelic drug much like the LSD already discussed in previous posts. A psychedelic drug is capable of producing distorted sensory perceptions and feelings or altered states of awareness. So when someone takes a toke of the psychedelic drug or go on a “trip” as is usually said they might have very strong spiritual, sexual, frightening experience based on their belief and state of mind(some times also depends on the mood of the set).

The DMT like many other psychedelic drugs finds its place in rituals mostly shamanic. When inhaled the drug can give a trip of about 15 minutes and other modes of intake can have varying time effect and intensity.

DMT comes in the picture because human body is said to produce DMT during what we call spiritual events like death, birth, possessions etc. so during the death of a person, the pineal gland produces excess of DMT and the aghoris might be consuming the brain and mistake it to some spiritual experience. This is one of the best rational explanation for why the aghoris should eat human brain.

This excessive production of DMT can also explain for why we humans have visions after death, yes humans have visions after death. Talk to a person who had Near Death Experience, they will tell you of their traveling through a cave and hearing voices of god and also bliss. All this explanation matches the effects caused by DMT. Lately alien abduction is also attributed to this drug.

The brain is a highly sensitive organ that does not like receiving toxins. The blood-brain barrier helps keep toxins and drugs out of the brain. The barrier is basically impenetrable. However, the brain seems to hunger for DMT as if it were brain food. It actively transports it across the blood-brain barrier right into its tissues. It is almost as if our brain needs DMT, like glucose, in order to function properly. There is no known drug that the brain takes into itself as with DMT. This is a great difference between DMT and any other psychedelic chemical.

There has long been an established agreement about a person having a subconscious 3rd eyefor centuries. This 3rd eye is known as the pineal gland. It lies right in the center of the brain. It, however, was not always in the middle of the brain, or part of it. Forty-nine days after conception, the pineal gland becomes visible in the roof of the fetus mouth. This is also when a person's gender becomes established. From there, it moves out of the mouth roof and into the direct center of the brain. Its positioning is strategic, to say the least, because of its close proximity to crucial emotional and sensory brain centers.

There are a few times in a person's life when they hallucinate without the use of psychedelic drugs. These include: when a person is born, when a person is in REM sleep, astral projection, during near-death experiences, during psychosis, and when a person dies. Of course, there is something that triggers these hallucinations. It is believed now that DMT causes a person to hallucinate during these times in a person's life.

DMT does an enormous amount to our consciousness. There are three types of experiences a person can have after taking DMT. The three categories are: personal, invisible and transpersonal. Personal experiences stay within a person's body and mind. These experiences include body-based feelings and mind-based thoughts. In this category, a person can resolve difficult personal problems. It can be thought of as a state in dealing with personal growth and understanding, just as dreams are. The invisible category is an encounter with seemingly solid and freestanding realities coexisting with this one. The happenings in this category are both unusual and difficult to understand. Basically, in this category, a person makes contact with beings from a different dimension or parallel world-anywhere but earth. However, test subjects, as a whole, report the same scenarios. The interesting thing to note is that only with DMT do people have contact with beings from a nonmaterial world. Finally, there are interpersonal experiences. These are perhaps the most bizarre experiences. These involved near-death and spiritual-mystical experiences. Near death experience includes the sensation of rapid travel through a tunnel, sometimes called Hyperspace. Sometimes, a person is accompanied by music, voices songs. There is also the presence of other being, such as relatives, friends and spirits, such as angels. Feelings of great peace and clam are usually associated with this experience. These experiences take place in the Fifth dimension which is the lowest of the spiritual dimensions since Time, the fourth dimension, is in Space, the third dimension. The realization that a person is not ready to die comes upon them and they feel commanded to return to life. During the spiritual-mystical experiences, a person feels a greater appreciation for life and less fear of death. A person usually goes on more spiritual pursuits after such an experience. In this third category, people feel as if they have a contact with an unchanging, unborn, undying, and uncreated reality.

As some one rightly said that spiritual consciousness is equivalent to a million orgasm. This explains why humans trying to reach nirvana, this state should also induce the excessive release of DMT in humans and thus provide us with a special experience personal to us. Since the DMT is released by pineal gland which is the third eye this provides us with logical reason for why we should meditate on the third eye and what effect it will provide.

Blessed be and meditate

Aghori Sadhus

2008-03-01T00:36:00.001+05:30

What kind of feelings does the word cannibalism arouses? Well most of us would get disgusted, but there are people who follow cannibalism in India even now.

India land of oldest society, oldest civilization, but all this time in the Indian history there was a sect dedicated to Shiva was involved in cannibalism and other very crude animal behavior. The aghori or aghouri sect has its origin in ancient Vedic system, even though these people don’t follow the main stream Vedic system but the root is the same. The word aghori in Sanskrit means non terrifying, ‘a’-‘ghori’ most of the Hindi speaking people would have heard the phrase ghor kaliyug, ghor paap, etc.. it is the same ghor, theoretically these people don’t attach themselves to anything mortal. They do things which a common man finds to be terrifying, so they overcome this terror by going through it, since they do it regularly it is a common thing for them.

In Hinduism, “there is no evil, everything is emanated from ‘Brahman’, so how could anything in this universe be impure”? this is the kind of philosophy the aghori babas follow. According to them anything in this universe is the manifestation of god itself, so everything is as pure as god and is god like, so abandoning anything is like abandoning god itself.

The aghori mainly worship lord Shiva, according to the sect every human is a ‘shava’(dead body) with emotions and they should try to become ‘Shiva’ by denying the human pleasures and involving in the aghori rituals.

Ghauri Shankar Mishra an aghori drinking liquor in a kapala(skull cup).

The root of aghoris are as old as Hinduism itself, but the sect in its present form has its origin in Kinaram, he was an aghori ascetic and lived for about 150yrs. He was believed to be the incarnation of lord Shiva. He attained many siddhis through tapas and rituals and then helped the people with his siddhis. There is a temple in Varanasi for this baba and is the most sacred for the aghoris. Some also trace the root to Dattatreya.

Bhola Giri Naga Baba blowing the Nagaphani.

The aghori is a human symbol of lord Shiva himself. The aghori lives in cemetery (shmashana), the living place for lord Shiva, this is the representation that the final abode for everyone is the cemetery. And many of the aghoris roam around naked, representing the true humans and their detachment from this world of mortals who live in the world of illusion. By this they transcend beyond human feelings of love, hatred, jealousy, pride etc..

There are many aghoris walking the streets of northern India with kapala(skull cup). These aghoris eat anything, when I said anything, it really meant anything like rotten food, food from the dumps, the animal faeces, animal urine.. etc they regularly perform rites(some are so crude that it cant be explained here) to attain the highest level in aghoratva, the enlightenment. The final part of the ritual requires a minimum of one eating of putrid human flesh, and also meditating on(sitting) the dead corpse. This is the symbolic of their rise from shava to Shiva. They follow the simple rule that the universe resides in them and they try to attain enlightenment by self realization.

As the ascetic advance in his search, he attains many siddhis. Slowly they gain control over the environment. They seem to posses powers to cause a rain or to stop one. This is disturbing but this is true, even though they possess this kind of powers they will not use it, for the basic rule of aghori itself is to deny human pleasure so the change in climate is an event which should happen on its own. Whatever the ascetic says happens, I have met people who have had direct relation with the ascetic, and I cannot question the veracity of the datas. It is also said that when he curses someone, every wish of the person comes true.

There have been many aghoris in the past. Some of them being Dattatreya, Kinaram, Tailanga swamy, Aghoreshwar Mahaprabhu Baba Bhagwan Ram.

Some stories

Tailanga swami

Tailanga Swami of Benaras was a very powerful Aghori, and perhaps the
only one who performed worship of Shiva at the Kashi Vishwanath
temple using his own filth. And Tailanga Swami could do so because he
had full realization that filth is as much a part of the Universal
Soul as roses, holy water etc. The priest who saw Tailanga Swami
doing such "dirty things" slapped him and ordered him out. But at the
same night, Shiva appeared in a dream to the king of Benaras and told
the king about his anger since someone insulted Tailanga Swami, who's
Shiva's very essence. The King then set out to find the priest and
punish him, but the priest was mysteriously found dead.

Dhuni wale baba

This refers to an incident which a man narrated to Ambar joshi about an Aghori Baba who lived in Burhanpur (near Khandwa,MP).This is what he narrated---There used to be an old Baba .People used to call him Dhuni wale baba. Now there is a samadhi of Dhune wale bab in Khandwa whre people still throng in large numbers to worship him.He used to stay ther and roamed the adjoining areas ,use to eat whatever came his way- rotten food or thrown away food .He used to utter obscenities if anyone talked to him or disturbed him even while he seemed to be doing nothing. He used to stare into the sky for hours and talk to himself. One day i saw a person come up to him and touch his feet and ask him to bless his daughter who had not been married in spite of their best efforts. The Baba uttered obscenities on him. Cursed his mother and family members and said that his daughter would go to hell. Then the man went away contented and after three days he came with some sweets and gave to the Baba who again uttered obscenities on him. I intercepted him on the way back and asked him why he respected a useless mad old man. The man remarked he is a great Baba and has cured many peoples problems. If he curses you then your problem is bound to get solved. Aghori Babas are like that he said and offered me a piece of burfi(An Indian sweet)which I gladly ate. Then I saw many other instances when the Baba uttered obscenities, people used to still go behind him even while he used to answer the call of nature. He used to throw his faeces all over people who came behind him and they used to collect it and take home as prasad.(holy).

Maldevata incident taken from ‘The Week’

Maldevta is a popular picnic spot near Dehra Dun. Thirst overtook us while trekking to Maldevta and we decided to ask for some water at a small thatched hut about a eight hundred scrubby hundred yards from the canal we were following. A dusky, well built man wearing a skimpy loin cloth emerged from the dark interior of the hut. Why, of course, we could have water, he answered. He didn't have that much left, just a couple of glasses, as he'd just finished cooking, but we were most welcome to it. Was this his permanent residence, we asked him conversationally? Oh no, he had no fixed place of stay. There was a cremation ground just a stone's thrown away, and he'd built this hut as he had been waiting for a lawaris body (homeless person's body which is generally cremated by a philanthropic organization or trust). As luck would have it, after waiting for some three months, such a body had arrived just yesterday, and he'd been able, in exchange for a good luck charm, to obtain the head of the dead man. In fact, he'd almost run out of water as he had used most of it for cooking the dead man's brain with some rice.

He brought out a blackened pot and showed us the contents. He'd already had one portion of it, and would have to space out eating the cooked brain and rice over the next three days. Repelled, chilled, yet curious, we asked him who he was. He was an aghori, he said, and Calcutta was his birthplace. After early initiation when he was just nine years old into Tantric Kali worship, he'd moved into other deeper sadhnas (disciplines), but always, it was with the forces of the dark. The rules and demands of the search for power in which he was now engaged ordained that he had to eat at least one human brain annually. Already, he had acquired the ability of divining the future. He could actually show us our future, in case we were interested. Why didn't we come in?

Fascinated yet afraid that at this isolated spot we might end up becoming his annual meal, we left somewhat hastily, forgetting all our lessons in politeness. Over the next few days, I couldn't get the aghori out of my mind. When a brigadier and his wife came to seek a reading from the cards as they were in deep trouble with a court martial looming on the horizon, it gave me the opportunity to go back to the aghori, with the anxious brigadier and his wife in tow. After all, he had said he could show one the future. What better way of testing the claim ? He was still there, at the peak of his powers, he informed us, as he'd recently consumed the human brain. This time, we entered his hut and our eyes soon became accustomed to the dimness. The aghori requested us to sit, and as we sat cross-legged on the earthern floor, placed a lota (container) of water before us. "Look into the water" he commanded. And in the water, we saw the brigadier, older, dressed in civilian clothes. After several sequences, we saw the brigadier with the Supreme Court clearly visible in the background, and he was wearing a dark blue suit and distributing sweets to a group of people who were with him.

Some months after this amazing incident, the brigadier wanted to take a friend to meet the aghori, but when we reached there we found the hut in a sad state : it was just a bundle of grass and straw and twigs strewn on the ground. Enquiries at the cremation ground revealed that the aghori had been driven away by irate residents of Raipur, a nearby suburb. Seven years passed with only occasional meetings with the brigadier, who was no longer in active service and was fighting his case in the civil courts. One day I received a message from him. The Supreme Court was to give the verdict on his case. And when I went on the appointed day, apart from other settings, there, outside the imposing Supreme Court building, was the Brigadier, dressed in a dark blue suit, distributing sweets just as he had been seven years ago in the lota of water the cannibal aghori had placed before us.

Philosophy behind this: Aghoris are indifferent to everything. For them there is nothing good ,ideal or bad. Everything that exists in this world is essentially made up of same thing. Hence they utter obscenities, may take liqour, eat Dead human flesh and do other things which might appear to be 'uncivilised' to us.

We should respect the way chosen by these people for enlightenment. After all lord shiva is also an aghori, yes it was his another name. Many people think that aghori babas kill humans for their rituals, but there is no strong evidence for this. Since this sect has most of its rites and rituals a secret, we don’t have exact number of aghoris present in

India

, but you can always find few aghoris in the Kinaram aghori temple in Varanasi.

The 90/10 Principle By Stephen Covey - Management Guru

2008-02-18T04:13:00.000+05:30

10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life is decided
by how you react. What does this mean?

We really have no control over 10% of what happens to us. We cannot
stop the car from breaking down. The plane will be late arriving, which
throws our whole schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic. We
have no control over this 10%. The other 90% is different. You determine
the other 90%.

How? By your reaction. You cannot control a red light., but you can
control your reaction. Don't let people fool you; YOU can control how you
react.

Let's use an example.
You are eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a
cup of coffee onto your business shirt. You have no control over what
just what happened. What happens when the next will be determined by how
you react.You curse. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the
cup over.

She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to your spouse
and criticize her for placing the cup too close to the edge of the
table. A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and change your
shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has been too busy crying to
finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses the bus. Your
spouse must leave immediately for work. You rush to the car and drive your
daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive 40 miles an hour in
a 30 mph speed limit. After a 15-minute delay and throwing $60 traffic
fine away, you arrive at school. Your daughter runs into the building
without saying goodbye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late,
you find you forgot your briefcase. Your day has started terrible. As it
continues, it seems to get worse and worse. You look forward to coming
home, When you arrive home, you find small wedge in your relationship
with your spouse and
daughter.

Why? Because of how you reacted in the morning. Why did you have a bad
day?
1) Did the coffee cause it?
2) Did your daughter cause it?
3) Did the policeman cause it?
4) Did you cause it?

The answer is "4".

You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted
in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day. Here is what could have
and should have happened.

Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently
say, "It's ok honey, you just need, to be more careful next time".
Grabbing a towel you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your
briefcase, you come back down in time to look through the window and see your
child getting on the bus. She turns and waves. You arrive 5 minutes
early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good the
day you are having.

Notice the difference?
Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different.

Why? Because of how you REACTED.
You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other
90% was determined by your reaction.

Here are some ways to apply the 90/10 principle.

If someone says something negative about you, don't be a sponge. Let
the attack roll off like water on glass. You don't have to let the
negative comment affect you! React properly and it will not ruin your day. A
wrong reaction could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting
stressed out etc.

How do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you lose your
temper? Pound on the steering wheel? (A friend of mine had the steering
wheel fall off) Do you curse? Does your blood pressure skyrocket? Do
you try and bump them? WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work? Why let the
cars ruin your drive? Remember the 90/10 principle, and do not worry
about it.

You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep and get irritated? It
will work out. Use your worrying energy and time into finding another
job.The plane is late; it is going to mangle your schedule for the day.
Why take out your frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control
over what is going on. Use your time to study, get to know the
other passenger.

Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse. Now you know the
90-10 principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results. You
will lose nothing if you try it.

The 90-10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this
principle.

The result? Millions of people are suffering from undeserved stress,
trials, problems and heartache.

We all must understand and apply the 90/10 principle.

It CAN change your life!!!

Paradox === A brilliant example...

2008-02-18T01:18:00.002+05:30

Paradox - "A statement that seems contradictory or absurd but is actually

valid or true."

Few centuries ago, a Law teacher came across a student who was willing to learn but was unable to pay the fee.

The student struck a deal saying, "I would pay your fee the day I win my first case in the court".

Teacher agreed and proceeded with the law course.

When the course was finished and teacher started pestering the student to pay up the fee, student reminded the deal and pushed days.

Fed up with this, the teacher decided to sue the student in the court of law and both of them decided to argue for themselves.

The teacher put forward his argument saying:
"If I win this case, as per the court of law, student has to pay me. And if I lose the case, student will still pay me because he would have won his first case.

So either way I will have to get the money".

Equally brilliant student argued back saying: "If I win the case, as per the court of law, I don't have to pay anything to the teacher. And if I lose the case, I don't have
to pay him because I haven't won my first case yet. So either way, I am not going to pay the teacher anything".

This is one example of a paradox.

2008-02-16T12:16:00.001+05:30

FlOwErS BlOsSoMiNg
fLoWeRs dYiNg iN YoUr hAnDs
tHe bEaUtY Of dEaTh

Few lines from a poem by The Great Mystic rumi...

2008-02-16T12:12:00.000+05:30

If we come to ignorance, that is His prison.
And if we come to knowledge, that is his Balcony

If we come to sleep ,we are His drowsy ones.
And if we come to wake,we are in His hands.

If we come to weeping,we are His clouds full of raindrops.
And if we come to laughing, we are His lightning in that moment.

If we come to anger and battle,it is the reflection of His wrath.
And if we come to peace and pardon ,it is the reflection of his LOVE

A Whole New World

2008-02-15T08:32:00.003+05:30

I can show you

the world
Shining, shimmering,
splendid
Tell me, princess,
now when did
You last let your
heart decide?
*
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder
by wonder
Over, sideways
and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic
point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're
only dreaming
*
A whole new world
A dazzling
place i never knew
But when i'm
way up here
It's crystal clear
That now i'm in a whole
new world with you
Now i'm in a whole new
world with you
A whole new world
Don't you dare close
your eyes
A hundred thousand
things to see Hold your breath — it
gets better I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go hack to where
i used to be
*
A whole new world
That's where we'll be
A thrilling chase
A wondrous place
For you and me.

Valentine Day : Shades of love

2008-02-14T04:15:00.002+05:30

“Love in the heart was not meant there to stay. Love is not love till you give it away”. For love to be ever lasting and eternal every one should be aware of the different stages of love and know its significance. Following are the different phases through which you will travel in your love life and only those who pass it will have an endless love.

ATTRACTION

Attraction can be defined as something, which is more than friendship and is a step towards getting ready for a relationship. Now attraction is of two types:
a. Physical Attraction - happens when your body reacts to another person. Heart rate increases; temperature rises, palms get sweaty; stomach flutters; throat tightens; etc. This is what will tell you that you are ready for the first contact and also whether you are comfortable in the company of the other person.
b. Emotional Attraction - develops next if the circumstances are right. After being drawn to a person physically, you then begin to come closer. If you find you have things in common — hobbies, ideologies, career, education, or some other common ground — then an emotional attraction starts to form. Sometimes an emotional attraction can occur even when a physical attraction does not. And in this case, the bond will be stronger between the two who connect, since no preconceived notions based on physical appearance has occurred.

INTIMACY

Intimacy is something, which a person experiences when you learn to trust and believe your lover. It is a close association with another person of the deepest nature. You share you thoughts, feelings, and dreams. You feel free to discuss everything with this person and you are absolutely comfortable in his company. Thus intimacy develops gradually. If you can’t establish intimacy with your partner, your relationship may work for a while, but is unlikely to endure throughout the years. Intimacy is actually the path to a true, healthy and beautiful relationship.

ROMANCE

Romance is the essence of a relationship. Without romance your love life will not exist. Romance is the true identity of your love. It brings out your true self and helps you be a better lover, husband and partner. Romance is a celebration of the life you live as part of a couple. It springs naturally and originates from within your heart. It makes you do things that you possibly couldn’t have imagined to do otherwise. It shows you who you are and reminds you of the role you play in a relationship. Romance is not responsibility but it is caring about your responsibilities towards your lover and partner. Romance is the appreciation of two people who are celebrating the lucky coincidence that they found each other.

PASSION

The third stage is passion, which basically means a desire for another person, which has grown to an intensity that can’t be ignored. This is often where an emotional relationship turns into a physical relationship. The passion stage is very important. For from here you will understand the true meaning and nature of your relationship. If there is no passion then its best to let go but if there is passion in your relationship then it is time to go on to the next stage.

COMMITMENT

The last stage is commitment. This is when you know that you want to spend your whole life with this person you love and you can do anything for him. It is when your whole world just revolves round your lover and you take a pledge to remain true to your mate throughout good and bad times, be by his side whenever he needs you.

2008-02-11T18:28:00.000+05:30

I hate being by myself, to be honest. It’s not because I get bored by myself, and it’s not even necessarily because I get lonely (well, not entirely, anyways). It’s because whenever I’m alone, I almost always end up turning introspective. I have to start looking at myself – what I’ve done, how I’ve felt, what I’ve wanted and hated and wished I could’ve just forgotten entirely.
It’s like all of my anxieties and self-doubts start creeping up on me, and when they do, they won’t go away. I can’t remember anything good I’ve done, no matter how hard I try, and one by one each of my failings rears its terrifying head and reminds me just how worthless I am. How unlovable. How empty. How pathetic and pitiable.
I’ll see lies and denials, letting me know how I’ve tried to protect myself by shutting everyone else out. I’ll see jobs half-finished because I knew I wasn’t good enough, I knew I shouldn’t have even bothered starting. I’ll see the looks of disappointment on everyone’s faces during those times when I just didn’t care.
But maybe even that’s too arrogant of me. One can’t be disappointed without expectations, after all – and is it even right of me to assume that anyone expects anything out of me? I certainly don’t. I just act like an idiot if something goes wrong; or rather, if I do something wrong. Inevitably it’s my fault somewhere down the line.
It’s worst whenever the faces get less cloudy, though. Can my dad still be proud of me, even though I’m a wuss and a cheat? Can my coaches and teachers still care about my performance when I stopped caring and just gave up on myself? Can the girl I love love me for who I am when I hate myself? That’s the worst part of it, and if I don’t get sick then I just break down and lose it.
Sometimes, I want to blame something on someone else. I don’t even want a scapegoat for all my problems – I just want to believe that at least one of them isn’t my fault.

What is inevitable

2008-02-11T18:26:00.000+05:30

I don't understand why people wish for life. we live to die. as soon as we are born, as soon as we take our first breathe we begin to die. we don't get any younger, only older. some mourn over the loss of a loved one, and want to be with them. to some it may seem like an eternity, but it is merely years before we join them. the fact is that we will all die. there is no escaping, no hiding from, and no fight that can win over death. some may say that they have escaped death, but this isn't true. they just weren't meant to die. you either die or you don't. some die earlier than others, but that is just how it is. you can live life to it's fullest and take every chance that you can to make your life wonderful. these are ways to ease pain and suffering. or to have a good time, it all depends on the person. if you have the morbid thought of death lurking in your mind, it may only ease the pain. if you are joyful and carefree, thay may add to your good times. but you see, i cannot get this thought off of my mind, this thought of death. it often scares me, of how my life will just simply end, if how i will cease to be. i find no comfort in peoples words of how i will not be forgotten, for i will. no one will remember me. i will be lost.

True Love

2008-02-08T01:24:00.000+05:30

People don't understand what it means to love someone. Love is not something you can be selfish about. It is a give and take situation, notice give being the first word in that. Love is not about what the person you're with is doing to make you happy, it's about what you're doing to make them happy. Now the person you're with should be thinking along the same lines so it's not a take-take situation on their part.

All ideals about love being completely intense and passionate all the time should be thrown away. Love is not an entertainer, it is not going to constantly create excitement and passion. I'm not saying it never will but don't expect it to constantly be exciting. Know that even in the quiet times love is there, even as you do mundane tasks, it is there. If it is true and you are not lying to yourself about it, it will always be there.

I don't believe you can fall out of love with someone because if that happens you never really loved them, you were infatuated yes, but not in love. A relationship that lasts years and ends doesn't mean you truely loved the person, you did "love" them in a way but you never had true love.

The sad thing is not many people in this world find true love. They find common everyday love that cannot stand the test of time but not true love. True love lasts and though I know this is a cliche you really have to understand what I mean by "true love". By this I mean that if you are selfish about love and believe that it must make you happy at all times you will never have true love. True love is an understanding of what it means to be in love. It means giving and sacrificing more than you think you can. Now there is no right person. There are many millions of people in the world so how could you hope to discover a "soulmate"? Only when you understand true love can you be with someone and be truely in love.

2008-02-08T01:16:00.000+05:30

restless. and doubly SAD.

Let the reason rest here.:O

Ouch!!! :O

2008-02-07T03:58:00.001+05:30

Ouch!

Thanks Life, I needed that. A slap to make me snap out of it. I wish you'd gotten Epiphany to do it, instead of Rejection. But I suppose it got the job done.
I'm going, I'm going. I'll start that whole "living life to the fullest and being a good person" thing.

I Was a Child, Once...

2008-02-07T03:50:00.000+05:30

I was a child, once.

I ran without fear of falling, convinced that if my steps were long enough and my faith strong enough I might take flight.

I laughed without fear of judgment, knowing that my youth lent me infallibility.

I cried without restrain, the armor that would hold my emotions thin and malleable.

I invented worlds that could never be, and for every question I created an answer, needing no more plausibility than the limits of my own mind.

I lay my head on the pillow with grass between my toes and the taste of fresh air still in my mouth. My eyes would close before the sun fully set.

When I awoke trembling in the night, my mother would lie beside me and all would be well.

Now.

Now I walk quickly, for if I run I might stumble.

I laugh only when prudence allows me to do so, for I know that my fallibility is endless.

My tears are restrained even further: bursting through the chinks of a nearly impenetrable armor only when no one is there to bear witness.

Invented worlds require laws and boundaries: even those defined by magic.

When I lay my head to sleep at night it is with my feet freshly scrubbed and the taste of hours long past midnight in my mouth.

When I awake trembling in the night, no one comes to lie beside me. A tattered relic, with its stuffing gone and nose ripped off, is all that is there to hold me. Arms squeeze it tight, and I pretend that all is well.

I was a child, once.

Now I must walk among the depressed, decrepit, and diseased. Good morning, adulthood.

Lifes Little Questions.....Keeps haunting me..:P

2008-02-07T03:19:00.002+05:30

1. If we Reincarnate, do we fall in love with the same person over and over again?
If we believe in reincarnation, its nice to believe that once return to our lives, we’ll eventually fall in love with the same soul as before, just a different person every time. Its still the same soul, not the same face. True lovers always return to one another once returning from the afterlife to begin a new life on earth. We may not remember everything about ourselves in past lives, but our souls will recognize another’s soul as its match, as I like to believe. That’s why, sometimes, love at first sight is real.

2. Can people in the Afterlife watch over the living?
The paranormal is an issue that many people debate whether or not it is real. Ghosts, Poltergeists, are what some believe are spirits who have lingered from moving on to the next life to stay and watch over the living. Ghosts and “Guardian Angels” are pretty much the same thing. They both watch over and protect. Of course, people refer to ghosts as usually a bad sign or a scary situation. If you think about it, that ghost was once a human being as well, just as were Guardian Angels. The “bad ghosts” you have to look out for are more like Demons, a complete different subject.

3. What’s the afterlife like?
This is one of the more common questions when it comes to questioning our existence. Where DO we go? There are many theories on the matter, but I only have one belief when it comes to the afterlife. The after life looks just as how you want it to look like, and what’s in it, is up to your imagination. If you wish to go to the pearly gates in the clouds, then that is where you will go. If you want to live on a star, then that’s what your heaven or afterlife will be. And you can visit whoever you want in their heaven/afterlife too, so you won’t be lonely. Every race and religion is allowed to dream, so every race and religion will go to a good afterlife.

4. Is there such thing as fate/destiny?
If there is, you are the one to choose for yourself. No one picks it for you and it is most definitely not set in stone. What you do in your life is what makes and changes your fate. Your destined path is forever changing because of the decisions you make and the rules you may break. So relax! Do what you want to do. Lead your own life the way you think it should go.

5. Why is death bad?
In some cultures, death is celebrated, why shouldn’t we? Death only means that the person is moving on to an even better life where they no longer have to suffer the rules that the living have to deal with. Its just the next step in life that people really can’t seem to accept, which is understandable because you won’t see that person until you’ve left your worldly body to join them in paradise.

Maa.....dedicated to YOU only...

2008-02-05T23:09:00.000+05:30

Like the seven ages of man, there are four ages of motherhood. The first stage lasts as long as she can assist the children with their homework and when they are still afraid of the dark. Perhaps that is also the time when children think mothers have superhuman powers and can do anything. In stage two there is a dramatic reversal. The teenager now is absolutely sure that the mother is anti-God, who is out to torment her wards. Roughly 1,000 days after the mother starts to think that the phase will never end, and notices that her grey is now visibly showing, the adolescent magically transforms into a youth. He or she now no longer thinks the mother is an enemy. That's because they don't think anything of the mother. Par more interesting things occupy their minds in the world that has suddenly opened up before them. Amma and the old man accept the reality stoically and watch the nine o'clock news ! with one eye on the clock, and the other, drooping.
Stage four is when the children become independent adults. Life comes a full circle when some technologically challenged mothers, awed by all the things that their wards can do with computers and gadgets, begin to believe that their child is a super-kid in the digital world who can get anything done by clicking a few buttons.

Live upto ur Beliefs....

2008-02-05T23:00:00.000+05:30

Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumoured by many.Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your I religious books.Do not believe in
anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders.Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations.
But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and
is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all,then accept it and live up to it...

Get Out Now

2008-02-04T17:23:00.000+05:30

I’m drowning in my own empty mind--so blank, yet ready to explode. I want to scream and cry and grasp someone so tightly that I forget who I am. I want to scratch at my skin until I bleed out the secrets I can’t find in myself. But I know they’re there! Somewhere inside me, the little demons are writhing with pleasure because they think they have won. But they have not! I am still here, fighting for my own sanity.
I am going to run away and make all the mistakes I promised I wouldn’t. I want to make love somewhere dirty and hidden. Something I can regret.
I can’t regret a damn thing, my love.
And every time I drive alone, I think of never stopping. Of driving too fast into a wall of water or into a great oak, praying that it would pulverize my existence into nothing but something to be scraped off of my dashboard.
How about, we do it together? You and I can drive and drive until we find the right cliff. Take that leap with me, hands clasped tight and eyes locked.
Give it all up with me.
Give it up before I fall for you.
Give it up before I explode.

Is this a life or a lie.?

2008-02-04T17:21:00.000+05:30

"I choose not to choose life. ♥ "

why.?

because you need to be perfect, you need to do this and that, you need to grow up, you need to fight about your dreams & beliefs, you need to love others even you don't like them, you can't do what you want without thinking about others, you need to be graceful and charming, shiny and made of perfectly polished glass - you just need to be like others want you to see.

i am who i am and if you don't like me the way i am well then i just don't care. i won't change and be the way you want me to be. i just won't. you can shout, you can be angry, you can hate but i won't be a plastic doll without feelings that can't stand up for myself.

fight, be uncontrollable, be rebel and be a heroe who won't lose his identity and will save the world from plastic dolls with fake smiles and mechanical gearwheel heartbeats. from the thousands of judging eyes and hundreds of condemnatory lips telling you how good-for-nothing you are and how unacceptable you are to others who are perfectly glanced and made from fake aristocratic etiquette.

instead i have a pure soul, red blood in my veins, heart that beats for people i love and who are what they want to be truly. blue tears when i am sad, harsh words when i am angry, smile when i am lighthearted and serious when i fight for my greatest dreams.

i refuse to be controlled by this program of perfectness and lies. to wear a plaster of happiness when i am wounded, to stay down on that cold floor of punishment even when i am not guilty, to surrender when i am so close to my goal and to die from the first rusty bullet of pain.

i am the hero and the one who will stand up for myself and the truth not lies. i won't pretend and be white, perfect and controlled by the ropes of person who makes marionettes of life that other people want to see and be proud of them. and then after some years forget about us in dark, dusty corner of attic of existence. exchanging us for new technology dolls who can talk, walk and most important lie that no one ever will find out.

The Journey we call LIFE

2008-02-04T03:24:00.000+05:30

Walking all alone,
A path I have strewn

A Journey that doesn't seem to cease
Losing meaning each step I advance

Too fast I step ahead,
Pushing behind everything dearly prized,

Fading faces of friends
Blurring images of a lovely past,

From this hell, will I ever get a break
Will time ever take me back

I'm desperate to slow down,
Waiting for a close down,

All hopes descend
My confidence near to the ground

All I see now is barren land,
Darkened sky beyond,

Have I come too far,
From where I can never go back.

Have I come too far,
From where I can never go back.

.....And...what makes U feel alive ?

2008-02-04T03:14:00.000+05:30

Hmmm.........How sweeet is that :) ? How touching !!! Some things need not be "explained" so I'll keep this short =)...."You can live without something if you have someone to live for." :)

2008-02-04T03:12:00.000+05:30

'Chaand pura hai..
aur raat adhi'

Nothing else to say, but still wanted to blog...

Life is increasingly becoming a monologue....with lots of background score and occasional guest appearances.

Truly... breath-takin.. and heart-rendin..

2008-01-25T13:59:00.000+05:30

"10th Grade"

As I sat there in English class,
I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called 'best friend'.
I stared at her long, silky hair,
and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that,
and I knew it. After class,
she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her.
She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her,
I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

"11th grade"

The phone rang. On the other end,
it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart.
She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone,
So I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home. She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek..
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don t know why.

"Senior year"

One fine day she walked to my locker.
"My date is sick" she said, "he's not gonna go" well,
I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade,
we made a promise that if neither of us had dates,
we would go together just as 'best friends'.
So we did. That night, after everything was over,
I was standing at her front door step.
I stared at her as She smiled at me
and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know
that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.

"Graduation"

A day passed, then a week, then a month.
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma.
I wanted her to be mine - but
she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home,
she came to me in her smock and hat,
and cried as I hugged her.
Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- 'you're my best friend, thanks'
and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that
I don t want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.

"Marriage"

Now I sit in the pews of the church.
That girl is getting married now.
and drive off to her new life, married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that,
and I knew it. But before she drove away,
she came to me and said 'you came !'.
She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

"Death"

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin
of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'.
At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine;
but he doesn't notice me like that,
and I know it. I want to tell him,
I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me ! " ........'I wish I did too.' I thought to my self, and I cried.
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History does have its lessons : Triple Filter Test

2008-01-23T19:32:00.000+05:30

Next time someone starts to spread gossip, think of this:-

In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom.

One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who ran up to him excitedly and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"

Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before you tell me I'd like you to pass a little test.It's called the Triple Filter Test."

"Triple filter?"

"That's right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my student let's take a m! oment to filter what you're going to say. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."

"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not. Now let's try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my student something good?"

"No, on the contrary..."

"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, even though you're not certain it's true?"

The man shrugged, a little embarrassed.

Socrates continued. "You may still pass the test though,because there is a third filter - the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?"

"No, not really..."

"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither True nor Good nor even Useful,! why tell it to me at all?"

The man was defeated and ashamed.

This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher and held in such high esteem.

It also explains why he never found out that Plato (his student) was having an affair with his wife.

This is famous saying by Socrates :

By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.

Tryin to do something different this Time....

2008-01-22T00:30:00.001+05:30

Well..here I m .:P staring back to the past n strollin into the future ignoring the present ..this is the total confused kinda behaviour I m Showin :D .Today one more year is added to my underrated LIFE..its 22JANUARY ..so i thought of comin up wid a 22 pointer agenda to live life ..in a subtle manner....so here are the 22 point what to do in life ( for me )...one can also describe dat New Year Resolutin .:}......

1. Be observant
2. Never let any idea go uncaptured.
3. Try to learn something from the people you meet.
4. Take a book or magazine wherever you go
5. Allocate a minimum of 30 minutes to read a book
6. Meditate.
7. Take time to reflect on your day.. What have you done right? What have you done wrong?What can you do to improve yourself ?
8. Drink water a lot
9. Exercise.
10. Read a collection of quotes.
11. Choose a quote of the day to ponder and apply
12. Take notes of every expense you make.
13. Do something for the first time
14. Effectively read online articles.
15. Use timer to help you actually do what you need to do.
16. Learn to use a tool either to improve your skill with a familiar tool
or to learn a new tool.
17. Take time to review your life purpose and goals.
18. Rise early
19. Listen to educational or motivational audio programme when you
are doing activities which do not need full concentration.
20. Be grateful foryour day
21. Read a random article to expose you to new things.
22. Have fun. Be passionate about life....

This is da 22 pointer agenda i would like to follow successfully ...may GOD bless me with enough capability.....

I loved her then, I loves her still

2008-01-21T12:56:00.000+05:30

A moment caught in time with you,
One of just a precious few.
Across the sea, the setting sun -
Slipping unto oblivion.

Coming to us in gold array,
Atop the waves reflection rolled away.
Across the horizon in grand display,
We watched it softly sink to yesterday.

Still in my arms I held you tight,
As the fire-filled sky gave way to night.
I gently kissed your lips, sweet and tender,
Caught up in the night's magic and splendor.

You were an angel in my eyes,
Fallen to me from the skies.
Looking in your eyes, lost in the gleam,
I felt like a man touching a dream.

You fulfilled every desire and need,
With a touch that made my soul bleed.
Oh, how I loved holding you close to me,
But to hold your love I had to set you free.

Still each day the sun sets 'fore my eyes,
In brilliant colors, painting the skies.
But it never quite holds the same flare -
Only an old photograph could share.

A memory I hold close to my heart,
Where you'll always hold the biggest part.
Even as the same sun rolls in tomorrow,
And I find my life's been lost in sorrow.

I won't forget the love you shared with me,
Or the face I may never again see.
Caught in a moment life and love enseam,
I was a man touching a dream.
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I loved her then, I loves her still, but as with the sunset, the moment faded all too fast. :D

Small is BIG......

2008-01-21T03:42:00.000+05:30

There is no such thing as I instant improvement in life. And as you know in I agriculture, growth can only happen little by little over time.... The things that you do daily may seem small and insignificant, but over time people will be surprised to learn how much you have grown in life. Focus on the small things
you do daily The key word here is daily If you do not have the persistence to do these small things consistently you won't be able to see the results over
the long term.

Things TO DO...Very OFTEN

2008-01-21T03:41:00.001+05:30

Spend some time with your loved ones, because
they are not going to
be around forever. Say a kind word to some one who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up
and leave your side. Give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your
heart and it doesn't cost a thing. I Remember, to say I Love you to your partner and your loved ones, but most I of all mean it. A kiss and | an embrace will mend | hurt when it comes from
deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person J will not be there again.

A lot can happen in 10 minutes..

2008-01-18T04:57:00.000+05:30

~Did you hear did you hear
That the angel shed a tear?
Did you know did you know
That the angel felt so low?~

You said you loved me
You told me I'm an Angel
And I guess it's not your fault
You wern't there..

~Did you hear did you hear
That the angel shed a tear?
Did you know did you know
That the angel felt so low?~

Alot can happen in 10 minutes
And I missed you by seconds
But I needed to talk to you
I needed you to make it be ok...

~Did you hear did you hear
That the angel shed a tear?
Did you know did you know
That the angel felt so low?~

My Celebrit look Alikes....

2008-01-11T02:56:00.000+05:30

In The End

2008-01-04T11:33:00.000+05:30

Ready or not,
some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no minutes,
hours or days. It won't matter where
you came from
or what side of the
tracks you lived on
at the end.
It won't matter whether \
you were beautiful
or brilliant.
Even your gender and
skin colour will
be irrelevant.
What will matter is not
your success but your significance.
What will matter is not
what you learned but what you taught.
What will matter is
every act of integrity, compassion
and courage.
What will matter is not
your competence
but your character.
What will matter is not
how many people
you knew,
but how many will feel
a lasting loss when
your are gone.
Living a life that
matters doesn't happen
by accident.
It's not a matter of
circumstance but
of CHOICE.

To My fellow Indians

2007-12-28T00:04:00.000+05:30

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....

2007-12-19T12:44:00.000+05:30

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

2007-12-16T04:34:00.000+05:30

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

2007-12-14T02:51:00.000+05:30

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.....

2007-12-07T16:40:00.001+05:30

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

2007-12-01T03:57:00.000+05:30

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....

2007-11-24T13:54:00.000+05:30

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...

2007-11-18T00:12:00.000+05:30

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.....

2007-11-11T21:54:00.000+05:30

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 ....

2007-11-11T21:06:00.000+05:30

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....

2007-11-09T02:22:00.000+05:30

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

2007-11-08T02:34:00.000+05:30

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 ▓

2007-11-06T21:10:00.000+05:30

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 !

2007-11-04T17:47:00.000+05:30

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.

2007-11-03T16:33:00.000+05:30

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..

2007-11-03T16:29:00.000+05:30

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...

2007-11-03T04:48:00.001+05:30

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

2007-11-03T04:46:00.000+05:30

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..

2007-11-03T04:36:00.000+05:30

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....

2007-11-02T13:38:00.000+05:30

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 ▓ ♥♥♥♥

2007-10-28T06:29:00.000+05:30

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..

2007-10-28T06:13:00.001+05:30

"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.....

2007-10-28T05:55:00.000+05:30

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!

2007-10-27T01:29:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-27T01:16:00.000+05:30

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 ...!!

2007-10-27T01:05:00.000+05:30

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 ??????

2007-10-27T01:00:00.000+05:30

"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....

2007-10-24T17:46:00.000+05:30

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.......

2007-10-18T09:51:00.000+05:30

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.....

2007-10-17T09:32:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-16T08:15:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-14T09:07:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-13T02:32:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-12T04:32:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-12T03:20:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-12T01:55:00.000+05:30

‘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...

2007-10-12T01:48:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-11T06:37:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-11T04:51:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-11T03:51:00.000+05:30

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

2007-10-11T03:31:00.000+05:30

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....

2007-10-10T06:09:00.000+05:30

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...

Let's forgive each other..

2007-10-10T05:49:00.000+05:30

You forgive me for liking you too much,
And I'll forgive you for not liking me enough.

You forgive me for missing you so,
And I'll forgive you for being so cold.

You forgive me for the loud racing of my heart,
And I'll forgive you for not hearing it.

You forgive me for playing your games,
And I'll forgive you for toying with my emotions.

You forgive me for finding you so attractive,
And I'll forgive you for not noticing.

You forgive me for raising you up so high,
And I'll forgive you for bringing me down so low.

You forgive me for wanting to be with you,
And I'll forgive you for avoiding me.

You forgive me for being so pathetic,
And I'll forgive you for taking advantage of it.

You forgive me for not being able to let go,
And I'll forgive you for never having latched on.

You forgive me for having hopes and dreams,
And I'll forgive you for crushing them .

Mantra of Winning da Game called LIFE

2007-10-10T01:22:00.000+05:30

Before winning,

be confident and think:

"If I can't win,who can?"

After winning,

be humble and say:

"If I can win,who can't?"

A journey called LIFE...

2007-10-09T14:10:00.000+05:30

Life is a journey,you meet many people on the way,some may come near and some may not,but never be emotionally involved,you never know when you have to walk alone

"Falling leaves..."

2007-10-09T01:22:00.001+05:30

I was thinking of old friends today
And how many of them have slipped away,
Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.

It reminded me of falling leaves.

Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.
Some stay longer than others,
But eventually - Each leaf must fall, I'm told,
Leaving the tree alone to face the cold.

Why is it that in the time of utmost need
The leaves would seek to leave the tree?
And when we need our friends around
We look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go

And in the spring new leaves will grow.
But I prefer autumn friends of old
With crackling laughter and colour bold.

It saddens me now I must admit
How somehow, someway,
I did forget Laughing with old friends of mine
During summers when the sun would shine.

And then I thought 0f YoU!
That clings despite the winds that blow.

Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings
Hanging on right through till spring.
So I guess that's what you are to me -

The very last leaf to leave the tree.

I know it seems silly, but it's true.

When I see that last leaf...

I think of you...

A Child

2007-10-09T01:05:00.001+05:30

Have you ever had a child......and understood his world?

A child.
With a plain heart without worldly filth.
He knows nothing but love: love to give and love to seek.
He is ever curious about understanding what he sees around.
He is a philosopher with questions arising in his mind every now and then,
because his eyes are never tired of seeing change and new things.And his head is open to knowing anything and everything that happens in the universe.
His thinking and his views would change every few days
as he learns new things that would compel him to believe them.
He is the happiest person you would see in the world,
because his discoveries are seldom turned down, whether they are true,
or mere child-like fancy.
But when he sees anyone not understanding his different world
he is the most miserable creature on the earth,
though no one perceives more than just that he is sulky.
His only pursuit is happiness.
He doesn't care what ever he does, or whom ever he is with,
he does just what makes him happy.
He would never forget one who understands him, and respects his - though different - thinking;
and is hardly able to remember one who is devoid of this, unless they are a family!
He is different from all the rest, unique in himself,
because he has not yet entered the common-for-all place called world.
He is adorable; whether or not comely, he is no less than an angel.

Why one can not be a childat twenty one?
I complain...

A few reasons to Love You

2007-10-09T00:48:00.000+05:30

I love you
Not because you are charming enough
Nor because, if, you ain't.

I love you
Not because you've got the enchanting eyes
Nor because, if, you haven't.

I love you
Not because I’m obsessed by your boldness
Nor because I’m fond of your calmness.

I love you
Not because you're the sort he dreamt of
Nor because you think the thoughts I thought of.

I love you
Not because lovely's the season
Remember that wise saying?..
Love never bore reasons..!

I love you
Nor because I’m being loved by you.

I love you
Just because -
By divine instinct
I love it!

Women are amazing..Here is the Reason

2007-10-08T05:53:00.000+05:30

By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his sixth day of working overtime..

An angel appeared and said,
"Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
Have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable
And able to run on diet coke and leftovers,

Have a lap that can hold four children at one time,
Have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart
-and she will do everything with only two hands."

The angel was astounded at the requirements.

"Only two hands!? No way!
And that's just on the standard model?
That's too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish."

But I won't," the Lord protested.
"I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart.
She already heals herself when she is sick
AND can work 18 hour days."

The angel moved closer and touched the woman.
"But you have made her so soft, Lord."

"She is soft ," the Lord agreed,

"but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."

"Will she be able to think?" asked the angel.

The Lord replied,
"Not only will she be able to think,
She will be able to reason and negotiate."

The angel then noticed something,
And reaching out, touched the woman's cheek.
"Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."

"That's not a leak,"
The Lord corrected,
" that's a tear!"

"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.

The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy,
Her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love,
Her loneliness, her grief and her pride."

The angel was impressed.

"You are a genius, Lord.
You thought of everything!
Woman is truly amazing."

पुष्प की अभिलाषा.....

2007-10-08T01:48:00.000+05:30

While surfing da net i came across a very beautiful Poem describing the wish of a FLOWER da poem was so gorgeous i wished dat i knew abt da poet of dis beautiful creation..neways here it's for u ppl ...it's the most beautiful poem i hv ever read ......

चाह नहीं मैं सुरबाला के
गहनों में गूँथा जाऊँ,
चाह नहीं, प्रेमी-माला में
बिंध प्यारी को ललचाऊँ,
चाह नहीं, सम्राटों के शव
पर हे हरि, डाला जाऊँ,
चाह नहीं, देवों के सिर पर
चढ़ूँ भाग्य पर इठलाऊँ।
मुझे तोड़ लेना वनमाली!
उस पथ पर देना तुम फेंक,
मातृभूमि पर शीश चढ़ाने
जिस पर जावें वीर अनेक.

Adversities

2007-10-08T01:08:00.000+05:30

Let me show you today,
how great our relationship is.

I say, I don't like sexy girls;(but cute as you're)
they've no brains to be arrogant for.
You say, a boy must be
as striking as Shahrukh.
I wish no more than
owning a bicycle.
You cherish a dream
of a ride in the Mercedes of our own.
I abhor talking and thinking of
money all the time.
You job in a bank.
I envisage a beautiful girl
wearing flowers in her hair.
You demolish my fancy
terming it anachronism.
I compose lovely verses
soaking of your magnitude.
You say, I enjoy anything else
to reading poems.

Those are a few
adversities we share.
Yet one thing
in common we have, is:
You love me, and would
do so more than everything else;
and I love you too, and would
do so more than, perhaps, myself.

Damn the world, I say.
So what if I'm eighteen and
you're twenty-four or so.

Who is Atheist

2007-10-08T01:02:00.000+05:30

When I say, I do not believe in God,
Mind, folks, do not misjudge my words.
I believe in the very thing you do.
I believe in 'believing',
You too 'believe' in God.
I 'believe' in myself.
When I endeavoured to check its being,
I realised the God is none but faith.
It is not you put your faith in;
It is your faith you put in it.
Your faith is what empowers it
To influence you in a way whatsoever.
One can not put faith in nothing
Hence the God as a being has emerged.
So to say,
It is anything you put your faith in.
Be it Krishna, or Christ, whomsoever.
It can be holy, and evil.
Bright, and dark.
If you put your faith in a stone
It too will act as a God for you.
God is none but faith, I repeat.
You are as omnipotent as
Your so called God.
Because what makes it thus is the faith of yours.
Why not then put faith in yourself?
Nothing is closer to the source of power - faith,
Than one's own self.
I believe in my self, I am my God.

Better off Alone

2007-10-07T02:48:00.000+05:30

It's not the same,
It's something I just can't explain,
she cried upon...
saying I'm tired theres nothing wrong...
and with pain you left carry along,
Im gone...better off alone...

On these times our conversation,
Losing direction, you're loosing faith,
is now have lost stimulation,
you are not with me is what i hate
too much ... Exasperation
im gone...better off alone..

How do you feel when there's no sun?
the night broken by the strain,
How will you feel when there's no one?
it feels like dying holding in pain,
holding those memories ...
im gone...better off alone..

Do you believe in dreams
I do but with our love theme,
to face the fact the one impact
I cried too, atleast i tried to
you heard me bruised and broken
smile empty soul words I spoken
im gone ... better off alone

I lay in a bed of hopelessness,
mind seem to fuse in this mess.
It's only imagination, a thought in my mind,
of a love story, that I pursue to find.
till then im gone ... better off alone

I am and was too scared to show it
till im gone you'll never know it
Peeping out the window to see one single star,
I reassure myself its the one that seem so afar.
the sky glows whenever we love...
its just a dream its not written above
so im gone ... better off alone

"Even though I am invisible, I see what you hide
Feel me I am untouchable, still walks by your side"

One Day

2007-10-07T02:42:00.000+05:30

If one day you feel like crying...
Call me.
I don't promise you that...
I will make you laugh
But I can cry with you...

If one day you want to run away
Don't be afraid to call me
I don't promise to ask you stop
But I can run with you...

If one day you don“t want to listen anybody,
Call me and...
I promise to be very quite...

But

If one day you call me and there is no answer...
Come fast to see me...
Perhaps I need you... more then you need me...

So called First Female President of the Country.

2007-10-05T06:22:00.000+05:30

The honorary post of the President of the Nation for the first time goes to a woman. Something we all should be proud of, though it took 60 years for a woman to come so far. And in my opinion, undeservedly.

I speak for over 50% of the population when I say, 'Kalam should have been back and I do not like Patil.' The reason why it even makes a difference to the country all of a sudden, who the President of the country is because of Kalam.I remembered the time when he was elected as our President at that time I was in may b 9th standard ..back in my village having a very little knowledge about political games and all dat crap.But I still have a kinda fondness to him ..I duno what was that bt ther was something.I had very high thoughts about him..n he prooved me right during his tenure of Five years. He raised the standards, made each citizen actually fall in love with him, inspired them and made them realise what a President should be doing. Until Kalam came, not only we did not bother, we also did not know what did we have Presidents for and were confused why The President of America is more important to us than our own President. Probably because, when Bush and Clinton were making big decisions and making America more powerful, our President was relaxing and sipping on his tea in the gardens of Rashtrapati Bhavan.

Rashtrapati Bhavan is not merely an Office of the President. From a common man's eye, it looks like a building of hope and honour. Standing on the crossroad, with Rashtrapati Bhavan on one side and India Gate on the other, I remember that being the most proud moment of my life. Both mean to me. I do not call myself a patriot, but I am definitely extremely proud of my country. But I am also sad, shocked to see President Patil. She does not appeal to me one bit.And to speak up my heart she don;t even have that CHARISMA which Sir Kalam has showed all of us.

How I am left speechless and helpless, when I see a POLITICIAN turn PRESIDENT. And not just that, but to have a President, who has been under the scanner of CBI for a murder case and more. She may not have been involved directly, but she was definitely involved in 'using' her 'political powers'. This, scares me. Will she do the same with her post as a President. Then I realise 'neah', she is a 'Puppet'. Sonia Gandhi, very politically changed Patil's life. (Seems like she is a master of bringing new old haggard forgotten unknown faces to the two top Posts of the Country.) How nicely, she announced Man Mohan Singh as the P.M. and now Patil as the President. Both, being her puppets. Not like I dislike Singh nor do I dislike Sonia Gandhi, but the sole point remaining - IS PRATIBHA WORTH IT?

I still remember that picture of Kalam on the front pages of all newspapers, when he sworn in as the President. There was confidence dripping, a sparkle in his eye and an aura of self dignity around him, that instantly made many of us feel - 'HE IS THE MAN!' And so he proved. Keeping all biases aside, the first day I saw Patil's picture in the papers and on news channels, when she was nominated. I could not even recognise her. Came across as some 'wannabe' politician who is being pushed up by her Party members. Not even today, now that she is THE PRESIDENT, do I feel that she has the same spark, that new energy that Kalam brought with himself. We are back to square one. A new President who shall be remembered by the next generation as ONLY the First Female President of the Country.May GOD bless HER....(-:

Why Judge ME???

2007-10-05T05:42:00.000+05:30

Why judge me? You don’t know me.
Why scold me? I’ve done no wrong.
But your eyes are filled with hatred
And your face holds no warmth
What have I done to deserve such pain?
What have I done to endure your scowls?
The looks you give me
Burn through my skin and scotch my very soul.
How do you think your better?
How do you think I’m worse?
What gives you the right to pass judgment on me?
You are not a judge, king, or my God.
No hypocrite can see my heart or know my mind.
So what makes you think you are more than me?

Forrest Gump..

2007-10-04T04:55:00.000+05:30

Hey juss up after watchin a very fabulous movie.. of Tom Hanks ..juss liked his way of talkin in whole movie...wot a movie it wassss whoooi gonna quote some dialogues frm da movie ova here....

Forrest: Momma always says there's an awful lot you could tell about a person by their shoes. Where they're going. Where they've been. I've worn lots of shoes. I bet if I think about it real hard I could remember my first pair of shoes.
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Mrs. Gump: Don't ever let anybody tell you they're better than you, Forrest. If God intended everybody to be the same, he'd have given us all braces on our legs.

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Bus Driver: Are you comin' along?

Forrest: Momma said not to be taking rides from strangers.

Bus Driver: This is the bus to school.

Forrest: I'm Forrest Gump.

Bus Driver: I'm Dorothy Harris.

Forrest: Well, now we ain't strangers anymore.

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Untill I learned

2007-10-04T04:24:00.000+05:30

I feared being alone

Until I learned to like Myself.

***************

I feared failure

Until I realized that I only Fail when I don't try.

***************

I feared success

Until I realized That I had to try In order to be happy With myself.

***************

I feared people's opinions

Until I learned that People would have opinions About me anyway.

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I feared rejection

Until I learned to Have faith in myself.

***************

I feared pain

Until I learned that it's necessary For growth.

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I feared the truth

Until I saw the Ugliness in lies.

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I feared life

Until I experienced Its beauty .

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I feared death

Until I realized that it's Not an end, but a beginning.

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I feared my destiny,

Until I realized that I had the power to change My life.

***************

I feared hate

Until I saw that it Was nothing more than Ignorance.

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I feared love

Until it touched my heart, Making the darkness fade Into endless sunny days.

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I feared ridicule

Until I learned how To laugh at myself.

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I feared growing old

Until I realized that I gained wisdom every day.

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I feared the future

Until I realized that Life just kept getting Better.

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I feared the past

Until I realized that It could no longer hurt me.

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I feared the dark

Until I saw the beauty Of the starlight.

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I feared the light

Until I learned that the Truth would give me Strength.

***************

I feared change,

Until I saw that Even the most beautiful butterfly Had to undergo a metamorphos is Before it could fly.

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The difference that matters a lot

2007-10-04T04:22:00.000+05:30

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,
“Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don“t fall into the river.“
The little girl said, “No, Dad. You hold my hand.“
“What“s the difference?“ Asked the puzzled father.
“There“s a big difference,“ replied the little girl. “If I hold your
hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand
go.
But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens,
you will never let my hand go.“

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in
its bond.
So ***hold the hand of the person who loves you rather than expecting them
to hold yours...***

This message is too short......but carries a lot of Feelings

Hakuna Matata

2007-10-04T04:15:00.000+05:30

I always follow dis in life..."Hakuna Matata" it means dont worry be happy..

No matter whatever happens,just hve a positve attitude towards it n u vl see d difference...Worry never fixes anything..

Look at da funny side of it..

There are only two things in life to worry about:
Whether you are well
or whether you are sick..If you are well,then there is nothing to worry about

But if you are sick,
there are only two things to worry about:
Whether you are going to get well
or whether you are going to die.

If you get well,
then there is nothing to worry about.

But if you die,
there are only two things to worry about:
Whether you are going to go to heaven
or whether you are going to go to hell.

If you go to heaven,
then you have nothing to worry about.

But if you go to hell,
you'll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends,
that you won't have time to worry!

So, Why Worry?

Be HAPPy!!!

LIFE IS TO THINK

2007-10-02T03:16:00.000+05:30

Life is something we get,
Living is something we choose.
Death is something we get,
Dying is something we loose.
Think! What you want from it …
Think! What you want from it …

Man has to find out what he needs,
As he is the only one to lead.
Stand back and tolerate everything
OR
Stand in front and fight for something
Good things? Bad things?
Think! What you want to be …
Think! What you want to be …

Either you choose to be a hero or scoundrel.
Remember! With great power comes great responsibility
It’s up to you, to be bad or good
Just follow your duty, as you should
Think! What you get from it…
Think! What you get from it…

Either you choose love or hate
In both, there is something you get
In love it’s everything easy to solve
In hate all the things are just the bullshit
Think! What is right for you…
Think! What is right for you…

If you get a life of hell,
Would you accept it or forget?
If you get a paradise death
Would you accept it or reject?
You see! Life is not entirely perfect
Think what you get from it…
Think what you get from it…

Depending on somebody thinking when they will leave you
OR
Become independent and reject the help they gave to you
You see! Life is just a boo-ho
Think what is best for you…
Think what is best for you…

Sweet Love

2007-10-02T03:12:00.000+05:30

With every sunshine I promise to myself I won’t love u as I did before...
With every morning dew I promise to myself I would start everything new...
With every morning stroll I think I will keep myself busy in life...
With every first shower I take I think I will remove the smell .. The Touch of your skin .. from mine..

As the day starts and sun sets high.... I start traveling with a mind of mixed thoughts about you..
The music yearns me to get lost in you but I am taken aback by mind which had made promises in the morning...
As I reach the office and sit on my desk I promise to myself I would just do my work loyally...
Seeing your empty folder I think I would never write for you again..
As I start my day I think I would never say a Gudmorning to you...
As I carry on my work I think I would never call you to hear your sweet voice..
As it goes along.. I stop myself thinking about u and remembering any of those sweet moments which I had spent with u..

But as the day passes and the environment gets cool , calm and serene..
U step in quietly.... barefooted!...and start knocking on the doors of my mind..
My heart slowly opens those doors just to let you in..
You enter with all the fragrance .. The charisma that you carry along..
With all the cuteness and lovable nature that you have..
Keeping aside all those which had caused bruises on my heart and closed the doors of my mind...
Keeping aside all those promises I had made to myself...
My mind starts becoming weak..and my heart starts beating a bit high...
Memories that were small but sweet gallop in my mind...
Your voice starts coming in my ears ..Your face starts flashing in front of me...
Your touch starts smearing all over my body ...Your words giving me those gentle tickles..
Just leaving myself loose ..Away from the worldly affairs I just dip in dreaming about you...
All the voices around nearly become silent ..Only your voice rings in my ears ..
The air becomes filled with your aroma...
The heart starts pumping the blood fast..
I just keep my eyes open to see a thing which is no more visible other than your face..
Slowly I see each other united again and enjoying all those romantic moments which we always missed..
All my dreams starts taking shape....I just blankly keep on hearing to your words and staring at your face...lost in those lips which were so sweet .. the eyes which are so deep and full of wishes .. The occasional smile .. which always shows how cute u are...pulling me more towards u....I feel like loving u unconditionally... crazily .. without any limits....giving my heart fully..
Though there were so many bruises...
Though there were so many aches...
I start to love you again madly....

Then to my horror suddenly it breaks...I hurry up on my seat to realize that it was just a dream...
I could hear the voice of my colleague .. calling in...
Thus it ends in a hurry .. and suddenly everything is gone...
I just again sit back .. stretch myself and start working...looking to my mailbox ..
Just to say to myself its not there .. You are not there...
Making myself understand that I couldn’t get that lovely place in the bottom of your heart..
Which would make you think always or once about me...
Which would make you crazy for me..
Which would make you yearn madly for me...
As I know it would not happen .. I keep making my heart...
Then slowly my mind takes over my heart
My heart starts going slow just to know there was nothing...
And then again I put my mind in the daily chores just to move ahead...

As the sun sets I again start feeling lonely...
Again I say to myself I won’t hear your voice anymore..
I won’t be lost in your dreams anymore...
I would start everything new...
I won’t love you so much...
I won’t yearn to have you..
I would just move along and start everything new..

But again it happens .. My ears are waiting for the ring on my phone..
My heart is waiting to share my day with you..
My mind is waiting to receive those reactions from you..
And then again it starts allover..
I can’t finish a day without thinking about you.....
I can’t start a day without thinking about you......
Just want to tell you that...
I really love you....

The other Side of Gandhi's assasination...was that justified

2007-10-02T00:53:00.000+05:30

As we all know that Gandhi was assasinated by Nathuram Godse and a majority of indian plethora considers him a demon who killed a so called Saint of Indian history.But do we really know the reality behind the brave act of Sir Godse...I think not..so lets have a look over this matter from other side.......
Godse is often a misunderstood character. He is referred to as a Hindu fanatic. It is often hard to understand Godse because the Government of India had suppressed information about him. His court statements, letters etc. were all banned from the public until recently. Judging from his writings one thing becomes very clear - He was no fanatic. His court statements are very well read out and indicate a calm and collected mental disposition. He never even once speaks ill about Gandhi as a person, but only attacks Gandhi’s policies which caused ruin and untold misery to Hindus. Another interesting point to note is that Godse had been working with the Hindu refugees fleeing from Pakistan. He had seen the horrible atrocities committed on them. Many women had their hands cut off, nose cut off, even little girls had been raped mercilessly. Despite this Godse did not harm even single Muslim in India which he could easily have. So it would be a grave mistake to call him a Hindu fanatic.

Let us start by studying the motive behind Godse’s act. By seeing the nature of the assassination in public space and Godse’s act of turning himself over to the Police, we can see that Godse did not do this for personal reasons. He very well knew that he would be hanged and his name would be disgraced as Gandhi was considered a saint. And again Godse could have ran away and escaped punishment. But he did the reverse. He called a police officer and courted arrest. Before we proceed it would be wise to understand the backdrop of the assassination.

The central government had taken a decision — Pakistan will not be given Rs 55 crores. On January 13 Gandhi started a fast unto death that Pakistan must be given the money. On January 13, the central government changed its earlier decision and announced that Pakistan would be given the amount. On January 13, Nathuram decided to assassinate Gandhi.

Nathuram Godse was a learned man, very sharp and intelligent - editor of “Agrani” (one of the most famous newspaper of that time - with Nana Aapte). In his last editorial of “Agrani” which he changed overnight - he said “Gandhi must be stopped - at any cost” and he justified why Gandhiji’s assassination was not only inevitable but also a delayed action, sth tht shud’ve happened LONG AGO.

In Nathuram’s words - “ I don’t refute Gandhi’s theory of non-violence. He may be a saint but he is not a politician. His theory of non-violence denies self-defence and self-interest. The non-violence that defines the fight for survival as violence is a theory not of non-violence but of self-destruction.The division of the nation was an unnecessary decision. What was the percentage of the Muslim population as compared to the population of the nation? There was no need for a separate nation. Had it been a just demand, Maulana Azad would not have stayed back in India. But because Jinnah insisted and because Gandhi took his side, India was divided, in spite of opposition from the nation, the Cabinet. An individual is never greater than a nation.

In a democracy you cannot put forward your demands at knife-point. Jinnah did it and Gandhi stabbed the nation with the same knife. He dissected the land and gave a piece to Pakistan. We did picket that time but in vain. The Father of our Nation went to perform his paternal duties for Pakistan! Gandhi blackmailed the cabinet with his fast unto death. His body, his threats to die are causing the destruction — geographical as well as economical — of the nation. Today, Muslims have taken a part of the nation, tomorrow Sikhs may ask for Punjab. The religions are again dividend into castes, they will demand sub-divisions of the divisions. What remains of the concept of one nation, national integration? Why did we fight the British in unison for independence? Why not separately? Bhagat Singh did not ask only for an independent Punjab or Subhash Chandra Bose for an independent Bengal?

I am going to assassinate him in the open, before the public, because I am going to do it as my duty. If I do it surreptitiously, it becomes a crime in my own eyes. I will not try to escape, I will surrender and naturally I will be hanged. One assassination, one hanging. I don’t want two executions for one assassination and I don’t want your involvement, participation or company. (This was for Nana-Apte and Veer Savarkar as they were against ghandhi’s policies too, Godse wanted to assassinate gandhi all by himself and took promise from Nana Apte that he will continue helping Veer Savarkar in rebuilding India as a strong free nation.)

On January 30, I reached Birla Bhavan at 12 pm. Gandhi was sitting outside on a cot enjoying the sunshine. Vallabhbhai Patel’s granddaughter was sitting at his feet. I had the revolver with me. I could have assassinated him easily then, but I was convinced that his assassination was to be a punishment and a sentence against him, and I would execute him. I wanted witnesses for the execution but there were none. I did not want to escape after the execution as there was not an iota of guilt in my mind. I wanted to surrender, but surrender to whom? There was a good crowd to collect for the evening prayers. I decided on the evening of January 30 as the date for Gandhi’s execution.

Gandhi climbed the steps and came forward. He had kept his hands on the shoulders of the two girls. I wanted just three seconds more. I moved two steps forward and faced Gandhi. Now I wanted to take out the revolver and salute him for whatever sacrifice and service he had made for the nation. One of the two girls was dangerously close to Gandhi and I was afraid that she might be injured in the course of firing. As a precautionary measure I went one more step ahead, bowed before him and gently pushed the girl away from the firing line. The next moment I fired at Gandhi. Gandhi was very weak, there was a feeble sound like ‘aah’ (There are proof that Gandhi did NOT say “Hey Raam” at that time - it’s just made up stuff ) from him and he fell down.

After the firing I raised my hand holding the revolver and shouted, ‘Police, police’. For 30 seconds nobody came forward and I scanned the crowd. I saw a police officer. I signalled to him to come forward and arrest me. He came and caught my wrist, then a second man came and touched the revolver… I let it go…”

Forgotten Heros: [Veer Savarkar, Lala lajpatrai, Subhashchandra Bose, Bhagatsingh, Rajguru, Tansirani, Shivaji, Rana Pratap and thousands of other freedom fighters]

Dirty politicians will only teach us only about gandhi and one sided ahimsa. If there’s a person ALL Indians should know of - he’s

Vinayak Damodar Savarkar (a.k.a Veer Savarkar)

Jai Hind :)

Ode to a Callous Heart

2007-10-01T05:38:00.000+05:30

Never cared to pay attention
To her who never sleeps without your mention.

Callous to her needs you slept
Nothing to give back in debt.

Breaking the promises,breaking the mind
Owning a heart not so kind.

Freak of the material world
Relegated her own real world.

In deep misery she fidgets
For your arms that fix nothing but gadgets.

Your never cared when she appealed
As if your eyes closed,ears sealed.

Foolishly entangled between the trash
You greedily drove on rude and rash.

Unwittingly she withdrew from you
Having nothing to expect in due.

Notwithstanding you moved on
Having no regrets for her, who is forever gone.

A TESTIMONIAL OF LOVE

2007-10-01T05:34:00.000+05:30

Let the winds carry the message
How much I miss you.
Let the chirping birds
Come and chirp beside you,
Intense desires of my heart
That how much I miss you.

Nothing material can bear
Testimony to our love.
It is far beyond the skies
Reaching the richly heaven.

My ears still hear your voice.
All my senses feel your presence.
I am within and without you,
Promising you to give
Tender strokes of love and affection for a life.

Still I miss your tone, so touchy.
But gets pricky when I turn tricky.
All those tough arguments we made;
Those entire petty obsessions we showed;
Whole commemoration makes me sad.
Because it is just you whom I loved;
None but you, whom I cared;
Treasure the moments that we shared.

But parting became a necessity dear.
Owes and obligations that cost dear.
Seems difficult not to hear you.
Your love prevents me not to hear you.
But nature prevents me doing so.

The void is fragile, as far as,
Our souls remain one.
Nothing goes wrong, as far as,
Our prayers remain one.
Because it is bidding adieu,
To meet again and be one.

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