Thursday, December 30, 2010
Difference between dependence, liabiity and independence
We are all social creatures. Not a single entity in the universe, whether it be a blade of grass or a street dog or a man in society can live fully independent. It is also true that not a single entity can give all of the necessities of another entity, whether it is a man-woman, father-son or friend-friend relationship. Good relationships and I mean relationships that everyone expects to succeed, like in the movies or the novels, the ones with the tag '...and they happily lived ever after.' break-up for this reason only. There is no inherent error in the participants because whatever the lapses are could be forgiven with some understanding. But then, the participants expect more and more from each other and this then leads the relationship to become a liability. One drops the other in horror because he or she knows that the needs cannot be fulfilled alone. But since one is bound by the vows taken when the relationship started, one goes on only as long as the basic commitments are met, like for example in a marriage, paying whatever alimony. After that comes independence, but even here caution is needed because it's impossibly difficult to live a lonely life. So one still interacts with those related before but this time one looks into the self that is beneath their exterior. Such a self may look a little boring or bland or imperceptible, but it is nevertheless there and it is the only one with which one can truly bond. There is freedom and ease in loving such a self because it doesn't make any demands, being self-content. This is what people say as detached love.
Why self-love is better than self-sacrifice
Let's be clear at the outset that self-love is not selfishness. It's because self-love appreciates oneself not at the cost of others as selfishness does.
Self-sacrifice is also different from self-crucification. It's because self-sacrifice brings about some good for another while self-crucification is done without any benefit to another.
So then let's compare self-love and self-sacrifice. It is seen quite clearly that no beggar can give to another beggar, unless ofcourse he has some excess of what he has received and his own hunger is satisfied. That is why it is said that charity begins at home. If one is always wretched, one cannot focus on helping another. He or she will infact be a burden to the other. However, when one feels joyous, it spreads across his or her environment without even any effort on the part of the person. Note that self-love doesn't mean self-indulgence in material things. Self-love doesn't mean that one goes immediately on a spending spree or book a yacht or take a stunning mate to the bed. It means a little of those things as material things are a medium of happiness but more importantly, it means not condemning oneself with guilt feelings or self-harm or resisting grace or saying no to the free blessings available all around.
Having said that, let's take self-sacrifice. Sure, self-sacrifice is a very noble and good thing. There is only one problem with it...it is not something that one wants to keep doing all eternity. If one has decided to live happily all eternity, one doesn't want to keep subjecting oneself to repeated sacrifices that are painful. There is always an element of pain in sacrifice and so if one keeps sacrificing all eternity, then one has to also keep experiencing these pains all eternity. Then, does it mean that sacrifices has no value? It has,only to the extent that on gets out of the grip of the worldly life. A space shuttle keeps sacrificing only till it reaches the geo-stationary orbit. Once there, it doesn't need to give up anything more. Then there comes the most important question that anyone who has seen it all in his or her life...if I don't sacrifice, who is going to take care of those responsibilities like looking after my spouse or driving my car or not having the roof fall on my head? The answer is...one has to do these sacrifices as long as one gets into the geo-stationary orbit. When one gets into it, then one gets into auto-pilot. It's easy to understand...for example, when one learns to play tennis, one consciously and with some discomfort learns the strokes, then it becomes a habit but still one may be uneasy and finally it becomes second nature without any stress whatsoever. Life is more complex but the same principle operates. In life's journey, one has to keep shedding the unnecessary things as and when required. This requires some care or focus or attention in the initial stages. Then one enters into the meditative phase where it isn't difficult to shed worldly things but worries will still be there. At this stage, there is no other option but to patiently experience these worries instead of escaping or denying their existence. What are these worries? They are nothing but your own little worldly life (the cells in your body) scared that you are abandoning it for something higher. When you got into this worldly life, you added these onto you thinking that they were all there is to you. Now, when you have realized that you belong to something bigger, you are neglecting these closest buddies for no fault of theirs. So, you need to acknowledge them, remove their fears (for they depend on you for their existence) and finally when the time is right, say goodbye in a peaceful manner. Then you can enter into the auto-pilot and be relieved of all worldly cares for both yourself and those around you. The 3 stages are Dharana, Dhyana and Samadhi.
Anyway, when one is liberated, one will be still acting or doing things but it will not be some painful sacrifice. It will be an enjoyable duty.
So, if someone asks you to sacrifice your life for your country, enquire first if there is the option of living for your country.
Self-sacrifice is also different from self-crucification. It's because self-sacrifice brings about some good for another while self-crucification is done without any benefit to another.
So then let's compare self-love and self-sacrifice. It is seen quite clearly that no beggar can give to another beggar, unless ofcourse he has some excess of what he has received and his own hunger is satisfied. That is why it is said that charity begins at home. If one is always wretched, one cannot focus on helping another. He or she will infact be a burden to the other. However, when one feels joyous, it spreads across his or her environment without even any effort on the part of the person. Note that self-love doesn't mean self-indulgence in material things. Self-love doesn't mean that one goes immediately on a spending spree or book a yacht or take a stunning mate to the bed. It means a little of those things as material things are a medium of happiness but more importantly, it means not condemning oneself with guilt feelings or self-harm or resisting grace or saying no to the free blessings available all around.
Having said that, let's take self-sacrifice. Sure, self-sacrifice is a very noble and good thing. There is only one problem with it...it is not something that one wants to keep doing all eternity. If one has decided to live happily all eternity, one doesn't want to keep subjecting oneself to repeated sacrifices that are painful. There is always an element of pain in sacrifice and so if one keeps sacrificing all eternity, then one has to also keep experiencing these pains all eternity. Then, does it mean that sacrifices has no value? It has,only to the extent that on gets out of the grip of the worldly life. A space shuttle keeps sacrificing only till it reaches the geo-stationary orbit. Once there, it doesn't need to give up anything more. Then there comes the most important question that anyone who has seen it all in his or her life...if I don't sacrifice, who is going to take care of those responsibilities like looking after my spouse or driving my car or not having the roof fall on my head? The answer is...one has to do these sacrifices as long as one gets into the geo-stationary orbit. When one gets into it, then one gets into auto-pilot. It's easy to understand...for example, when one learns to play tennis, one consciously and with some discomfort learns the strokes, then it becomes a habit but still one may be uneasy and finally it becomes second nature without any stress whatsoever. Life is more complex but the same principle operates. In life's journey, one has to keep shedding the unnecessary things as and when required. This requires some care or focus or attention in the initial stages. Then one enters into the meditative phase where it isn't difficult to shed worldly things but worries will still be there. At this stage, there is no other option but to patiently experience these worries instead of escaping or denying their existence. What are these worries? They are nothing but your own little worldly life (the cells in your body) scared that you are abandoning it for something higher. When you got into this worldly life, you added these onto you thinking that they were all there is to you. Now, when you have realized that you belong to something bigger, you are neglecting these closest buddies for no fault of theirs. So, you need to acknowledge them, remove their fears (for they depend on you for their existence) and finally when the time is right, say goodbye in a peaceful manner. Then you can enter into the auto-pilot and be relieved of all worldly cares for both yourself and those around you. The 3 stages are Dharana, Dhyana and Samadhi.
Anyway, when one is liberated, one will be still acting or doing things but it will not be some painful sacrifice. It will be an enjoyable duty.
So, if someone asks you to sacrifice your life for your country, enquire first if there is the option of living for your country.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I might start writing again and finish up the novel. It looks to me that it is half-way through. Like till now it was Part 1 and from now on Part 2. I'm also starting my job life from today. In 2 months, I will have stabilized and after 4 months further, I may be out of my medicines completely decreasing 250mg with every monthly visit. It's fuzzy but there is not much trouble also. The advantage in the initial stages of a disease is that improvements can be measured accurately and dosages decreased predictably. The disadvantage is that the pain is great then. However when one comes to the fag end of the recovery, it's all fuzzy but then the pain is also almost negligible. It might seem like just as one reaches a mile-stone and starts celebrating the end of the journey that a new mile-stone, more subtle, is set up. This is understandable because the recovery from a disease is like peeling of an onion...when one layer is cleared, the next one more subtle appears. So this is a gradual process and requires patience till one reaches the center or root. I guess it's worth the wait and trouble and anyway there doesn't seem to be any other choice. There will be times when one wonders if one is getting out or to the contrary and one's horror, getting more into the pit of quicksand. These are mere thoughts and do not help if one indulges in it. Thoughts have no power of it's own and it gains strength or disappears into nothingness depending on the indulgence of the thinker. Habits die hard and within a habit, there are many tendencies, each of which has to strengthen or die down. Since at the innermost core of the brain, messages are processed only one thing at a time, all these tendencies are changed one by one. This is why the changes are gradual.
Today I finished hearing all those charama slokams. Like the Amrutanjan strong for headache, I guess it has had some effect on my recovery. I don't know. Atleast I did like to believe so. I went to my psychiatrist and he asked me to continue taking Valp as usual. He said that I can take for 2 months before reducing, if possible. Thankfully, he didn't say that it was mandatory for me to take it the rest of my life. He also accepted my idea that if some nice things turn up in my romantic life and if I can feel some sort of security, I wouldn't need to take even that dosage. He indicated to me that once I was taking 5 medicines in the morning and 5 in the evening. So I have come a long way.
When I escaped from Archana, I fell into the darkness of Pravda. Mind you, I'm not complaining about either Archana or Pravda. They are both important parts of my life. Today, I'm out of both of them, atleast in the sense of any direct link with them.
I really don't know what to say about my actions. To some, I might be a hero and to the rest, a villian. To me, I'm just what I used to be all along. I understand that I have ruffled too many feathers but the law of karma is such that everyone is responsible for his or her own good or bad. Maybe I was just a tool. There are those who used me as a pit bull and also those who used me as a shield and as also those who used me as a barbie and as also as those who used me a dildo. I have no regrets in being used because I liked the attention I have got. But when the attention becomes such that I'm made as some sort of super-human...not that my instinct was to complain...but people start resenting it and I lose friends. I have repeatedly told time and again that I'm just a guy next door and it is my wish to be left like that. If people still doubt me, I'm sorry to say that it is not going to affect me but them. While I'm still a guy next door, I have gone through enough to withstand anything coming my way. I do not want to be a xerox of some movie hero or god or whatever but the original me. If you want to screw with Krishna, find His idol at a Hare Krishna temple and if you want me to show my other cheek like Jesus, go to a sucker on the street. Okay...I'm not entirely innocent but I want you to understand one thing well for your own sake. When people go to Thirupathi and worship and worship the idol, it is the people who are important and not the idol. The people who I came across were all great people who put their faith in me and transformed me into something big. I used to ask my mom why she paid more attention instead of my sis. She said that I was the weaker of the two and hence needed more attention. In Pravda too, the same thing happened. I don't say this from humility because I'm tired of being self-righteous. To this day, I have no idea if I'm really perfect in anything. There are those who is the best cricketer, the most handsome, the most attractive etc. Maybe others too don't know what they are perfect in. Whatever it is, if you people can see me as you first saw me in Pravda, be my friend in FB. Otherwise, you are as good as non-existent in my life. Look, I have gone through a lot. You cannot understand what is happening in my mind. I'm like a wild animal that has entered by mistake into a village and wishing to escape. In a way, it is a little bit different in the sense that I'm a tamed animal that entered into the wild and wishes to escape from the jungle. However, there is one thing I want to mention. Since I have started or made to start some things, I cannot leave those things just like THAT. I do not care much for myself because I'm well insulated but there are those who are dependent on me whom I need to guide to safety till they can look after themselves. So, if you meddle with me till then, I will crap your shit out and make no mistake, I mean it. And I do not care who you are. It looks like 2 months to me but then don't worry about numbers. I also love you who ever you are because frankly I have no other choice. I write this in the full knowledge of karma that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Have a nice day and all the best.
When I escaped from Archana, I fell into the darkness of Pravda. Mind you, I'm not complaining about either Archana or Pravda. They are both important parts of my life. Today, I'm out of both of them, atleast in the sense of any direct link with them.
I really don't know what to say about my actions. To some, I might be a hero and to the rest, a villian. To me, I'm just what I used to be all along. I understand that I have ruffled too many feathers but the law of karma is such that everyone is responsible for his or her own good or bad. Maybe I was just a tool. There are those who used me as a pit bull and also those who used me as a shield and as also those who used me as a barbie and as also as those who used me a dildo. I have no regrets in being used because I liked the attention I have got. But when the attention becomes such that I'm made as some sort of super-human...not that my instinct was to complain...but people start resenting it and I lose friends. I have repeatedly told time and again that I'm just a guy next door and it is my wish to be left like that. If people still doubt me, I'm sorry to say that it is not going to affect me but them. While I'm still a guy next door, I have gone through enough to withstand anything coming my way. I do not want to be a xerox of some movie hero or god or whatever but the original me. If you want to screw with Krishna, find His idol at a Hare Krishna temple and if you want me to show my other cheek like Jesus, go to a sucker on the street. Okay...I'm not entirely innocent but I want you to understand one thing well for your own sake. When people go to Thirupathi and worship and worship the idol, it is the people who are important and not the idol. The people who I came across were all great people who put their faith in me and transformed me into something big. I used to ask my mom why she paid more attention instead of my sis. She said that I was the weaker of the two and hence needed more attention. In Pravda too, the same thing happened. I don't say this from humility because I'm tired of being self-righteous. To this day, I have no idea if I'm really perfect in anything. There are those who is the best cricketer, the most handsome, the most attractive etc. Maybe others too don't know what they are perfect in. Whatever it is, if you people can see me as you first saw me in Pravda, be my friend in FB. Otherwise, you are as good as non-existent in my life. Look, I have gone through a lot. You cannot understand what is happening in my mind. I'm like a wild animal that has entered by mistake into a village and wishing to escape. In a way, it is a little bit different in the sense that I'm a tamed animal that entered into the wild and wishes to escape from the jungle. However, there is one thing I want to mention. Since I have started or made to start some things, I cannot leave those things just like THAT. I do not care much for myself because I'm well insulated but there are those who are dependent on me whom I need to guide to safety till they can look after themselves. So, if you meddle with me till then, I will crap your shit out and make no mistake, I mean it. And I do not care who you are. It looks like 2 months to me but then don't worry about numbers. I also love you who ever you are because frankly I have no other choice. I write this in the full knowledge of karma that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Have a nice day and all the best.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Henchard's will
That Elizabeth-Jane Farfrae be not told of my death, or made to grieve on account of me. And that I be not bury’d in consecrated ground. And that no sexton be asked to toll the bell. And that nobody is wished to see my dead body. And that no murners walk behind me at my funeral. And that no flours be planted on my grave. And that no man remember me. ~ The Mayor of Casterbridge
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Tidbits from the old school
When I entered the new school, Hindu Senior Secondary School, at Indra Nagar, in 1993, I wanted to dump my sorry past at the old one (HSSS at Triplicane). In the new one, no one knew me except for Lakshmi. Ofcourse, she was the last person I would have wanted to be in the new school but then after getting refused twice, I just couldn't love her any more.
The Vice-Principal was like any other teacher when I first saw him. He was teaching Physics along with being the VP. He looked smart and I don't know whether this was because of dealing with Nuclear Physics in our syllabus, he was edgy. I had carried a few habits and skills from the old school, one of which was to impress my girl with whatever skill I had in the class. While in the old school, it was reading out poems, in the new one, I wanted to answer the questions that my teachers put forward. So there I was in the physics class before the VP, my classmates and ofcourse Archana. The VP asked questions and I answered. The others didn't answer and I thought they were not as studious as I was. But then the VP asked questions to the class and he himself answered to the class. Later, a friend pulled me aside and asked me, "Are you nuts? Why are you answering him? He never even listens to what you say." And he can get annoyed. Then, I saw that some of the guys were fearing the VP and finding him a nutty professor.
Then, the VP asked in the class if anyone could help him out in writing some notes for him that the which can be xeroxed and distributed to the whole class. Otherwise each one of the class had to prepare the notes separately. Well, the Don Quixote that I was, I volunteered when all of the others didn't move an inch. Actually, I had a beautiful hand-writing then, copying it from sister's style. Maybe I was peacocking but I wanted Archana to get to know something of me and so I wrote those notes. It wasn't a big deal and it even clarified some concepts for me but my satisfaction came from the idea that Archana will be using those notes all through the year. The VP didn't thank me much for the services I had rendered but anyway I could not have expected it from him because I had written it for Archana than for him. To him, I was non-existent and sadly he was lost in a world of his own. But he was not as odd as my Chemistry teacher, who many considered a psycho. Back then, I never had an idea of depression and so I just thought that these people were just having different personalities.
The Vice-Principal was like any other teacher when I first saw him. He was teaching Physics along with being the VP. He looked smart and I don't know whether this was because of dealing with Nuclear Physics in our syllabus, he was edgy. I had carried a few habits and skills from the old school, one of which was to impress my girl with whatever skill I had in the class. While in the old school, it was reading out poems, in the new one, I wanted to answer the questions that my teachers put forward. So there I was in the physics class before the VP, my classmates and ofcourse Archana. The VP asked questions and I answered. The others didn't answer and I thought they were not as studious as I was. But then the VP asked questions to the class and he himself answered to the class. Later, a friend pulled me aside and asked me, "Are you nuts? Why are you answering him? He never even listens to what you say." And he can get annoyed. Then, I saw that some of the guys were fearing the VP and finding him a nutty professor.
Then, the VP asked in the class if anyone could help him out in writing some notes for him that the which can be xeroxed and distributed to the whole class. Otherwise each one of the class had to prepare the notes separately. Well, the Don Quixote that I was, I volunteered when all of the others didn't move an inch. Actually, I had a beautiful hand-writing then, copying it from sister's style. Maybe I was peacocking but I wanted Archana to get to know something of me and so I wrote those notes. It wasn't a big deal and it even clarified some concepts for me but my satisfaction came from the idea that Archana will be using those notes all through the year. The VP didn't thank me much for the services I had rendered but anyway I could not have expected it from him because I had written it for Archana than for him. To him, I was non-existent and sadly he was lost in a world of his own. But he was not as odd as my Chemistry teacher, who many considered a psycho. Back then, I never had an idea of depression and so I just thought that these people were just having different personalities.
Dear Santa...
Damn it...it's as if anything I do can have some effect, maybe positive and/or negative. I just want the action to die down into emptiness and not have any reactions. Here too comes the saying that all karmas are binding unless performed in the spirit of sacrifice. I'm not even liking these wise stuff any more and I just want to live with common sense. Anyway, I'm going in that direction only. I do believe that I'm making progress but sometimes the effects are not at all perceivable and I wonder if I'm a big mistake. I know that this negative thinking doesn't help in any way and I just have to pull through after taking rest every now and then.
Okay...let's see what I wish from Santaclaus. I need only 2 things...understanding from those around me and a girl destined for me, in that order. Perhaps these 2 things will remove the psychosis and depression, respectively. Maybe this is a tall order. But for one thing, in both the cases, I don't think I can do anything about it. I cannot relate well enough to people to explain myself and I have no idea who my girl is.
Okay..let's change topic and I will post something on romantic love. Please don't take this as another narcissit post. I'm just finding some hormonal imbalance, maybe...lol
About Archana...it was really not love at first sight. Not even love at second sight, third sight etc. But when I saw her, I found her very beautiful. She is the kind of beauty that no man can actually possess. The kind of beauty that one can watch from a distance but get hurt if one wanted to go near. Her beauty is like that of Ingrid Bergman or Madhubala or Kushboo or a 1% of the female population. She can be like a Goddess in the temple but never in the heart of a man. And what to say if you want to have sex with such a one...it's a sure recipe for disaster. But she was not intelligent. Actually she was the typical beauty without brains. But what compensated her lack of brains was her good nature. Initially I thought she was faking it so that everyone thought nice of her. Then one-day I saw her from the window of the bus. She stood there, tranquil as an angel. It was then that I lost my heart or may be I decided to lose my heart. I knew then that she was indeed a wonderful girl. And on that night, I had a dream of her. Only 3 girls have come in my dreams till now. One was Lakshmi, another was Archana and the 3rd is someone I'm still in touch with now but whose face or figure I could not even understand clearly...lol. But there is a tragedy in tall the 3 dreams in that in all the 3, the girls never mixed or mingled with me. So, going from the past 2 failures and the 3rd also portending a failure even if in the wildest of possibilities a relationship does get formed, my romantic love life is buried inside concrete. To be honest, I'm even scared to enjoy some romance because it might go against love for some other. In the Kalyana Malai song in Pudhu Pudhu Arthangal, there is the line, 'Azhagana manaivi, Anbana thunaivi, amaindhale perinbame.' Archana was both beautiful and kind but unfortunately her kindness was directed more towards her family. Anyway, past is past. Her good nature rubbed onto me to some extent
Okay...let's see what I wish from Santaclaus. I need only 2 things...understanding from those around me and a girl destined for me, in that order. Perhaps these 2 things will remove the psychosis and depression, respectively. Maybe this is a tall order. But for one thing, in both the cases, I don't think I can do anything about it. I cannot relate well enough to people to explain myself and I have no idea who my girl is.
Okay..let's change topic and I will post something on romantic love. Please don't take this as another narcissit post. I'm just finding some hormonal imbalance, maybe...lol
About Archana...it was really not love at first sight. Not even love at second sight, third sight etc. But when I saw her, I found her very beautiful. She is the kind of beauty that no man can actually possess. The kind of beauty that one can watch from a distance but get hurt if one wanted to go near. Her beauty is like that of Ingrid Bergman or Madhubala or Kushboo or a 1% of the female population. She can be like a Goddess in the temple but never in the heart of a man. And what to say if you want to have sex with such a one...it's a sure recipe for disaster. But she was not intelligent. Actually she was the typical beauty without brains. But what compensated her lack of brains was her good nature. Initially I thought she was faking it so that everyone thought nice of her. Then one-day I saw her from the window of the bus. She stood there, tranquil as an angel. It was then that I lost my heart or may be I decided to lose my heart. I knew then that she was indeed a wonderful girl. And on that night, I had a dream of her. Only 3 girls have come in my dreams till now. One was Lakshmi, another was Archana and the 3rd is someone I'm still in touch with now but whose face or figure I could not even understand clearly...lol. But there is a tragedy in tall the 3 dreams in that in all the 3, the girls never mixed or mingled with me. So, going from the past 2 failures and the 3rd also portending a failure even if in the wildest of possibilities a relationship does get formed, my romantic love life is buried inside concrete. To be honest, I'm even scared to enjoy some romance because it might go against love for some other. In the Kalyana Malai song in Pudhu Pudhu Arthangal, there is the line, 'Azhagana manaivi, Anbana thunaivi, amaindhale perinbame.' Archana was both beautiful and kind but unfortunately her kindness was directed more towards her family. Anyway, past is past. Her good nature rubbed onto me to some extent
The rise and fall of Avatars
If in Bhagavad Gita, Krishna portrays Himself as Sakalakalavallavan (master of all trades), Shri Vaishnavism takes Narayana to the extreme. Atleast in the Bhagavad Gita, souls had some role to play. But in SV, well...sorry to say...souls are as good as dead. It's as if when Narayana is allowed to make love, the souls have to be satisfied with just masturbation...lol. And, even the masturbation is supposed to be for the pleasure of Narayana (maybe He hides and watches them doing it). LOL
Okay...this is all crazy. Kannaal kaanbathum poi, kaadhaal ketpadhum poi. Theera visaarippadhe mei. (What all is seen by the eyes is false. What all is heard by the ears is false. Only the indepth investigation is the truth.)
When people have Upanyasams that are extreme, no wonder there is a lot of violence. These Upanyasams no doubt contain invaluable truths but when wrong words or phrases are used, it entirely changes the meaning and desired effect. These Upanyasams can easily be misused like how some use the promise of 72 virgins for jihadis or when Jesus says that He has come with a sword etc.
These flaming verses and quotes that are there in the different religions are also because of Karma. A verse that was told in some context thousands of years back is interpreted the same way as if things haven't changed. Sure, something is constant always which no one can explain with words on which everything in the universe moves about and is based on. In this respect, the Muslims are a little fortunate because they do not worship a form. Ofcourse their insistence that God neither gets born nor dies to negate the possibility of avatars is erroneous because even the Hindus say that the soul is not born or dies.
There is a very important concept, if not the most important concept, pertaining to avatar. It is this...is there an unique soul, different from all other souls, called Narayana that gets born in every age as an avatar or does every soul one-day becomes an avatar? The answer is that the 2nd statement is correct. Below is the reason...
I have heard in SV supporting the 1st statement but it is erroneous. In the 5th verse of 4th chapter of the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna says that He knows all of His births but that Arjuna doesn't know. By differentiating Himself from Arjuna this way, it can be interpreted that Krishna and Arjuna maintain this status quo always. But I have 2 arguments against this, the 1st from my own understanding which is based on evolutionary principles and the 2nd from the avatara puranas itself. The correct way to interpret what Krishna said in the above verse is that, Krishna has evolved 100% and hence knows all of the stages or births He has gone through while Arjuna is still evolving and cannot know the future stages or births to perfection. The 2nd argument from the avatara puranas is this...Rama did not become an avatar till He met the Parasurama avatar. This means that Rama was still evolving while Parasurama was already an avatar and they both were two different souls. And when they met, the role just got passed on from one to the other like in a relay race.
The error in the Hare Krishnas is that they elevate an avatar to the status of God. Doing it makes Narasimha no different than Hiranyakashipu because even Hiranyakashipu wanted to rule everyone. Vishnu means All-Pervading and this simple meaning must not be unnecessarily complicated intellectually.
Okay...this is all crazy. Kannaal kaanbathum poi, kaadhaal ketpadhum poi. Theera visaarippadhe mei. (What all is seen by the eyes is false. What all is heard by the ears is false. Only the indepth investigation is the truth.)
When people have Upanyasams that are extreme, no wonder there is a lot of violence. These Upanyasams no doubt contain invaluable truths but when wrong words or phrases are used, it entirely changes the meaning and desired effect. These Upanyasams can easily be misused like how some use the promise of 72 virgins for jihadis or when Jesus says that He has come with a sword etc.
These flaming verses and quotes that are there in the different religions are also because of Karma. A verse that was told in some context thousands of years back is interpreted the same way as if things haven't changed. Sure, something is constant always which no one can explain with words on which everything in the universe moves about and is based on. In this respect, the Muslims are a little fortunate because they do not worship a form. Ofcourse their insistence that God neither gets born nor dies to negate the possibility of avatars is erroneous because even the Hindus say that the soul is not born or dies.
There is a very important concept, if not the most important concept, pertaining to avatar. It is this...is there an unique soul, different from all other souls, called Narayana that gets born in every age as an avatar or does every soul one-day becomes an avatar? The answer is that the 2nd statement is correct. Below is the reason...
I have heard in SV supporting the 1st statement but it is erroneous. In the 5th verse of 4th chapter of the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna says that He knows all of His births but that Arjuna doesn't know. By differentiating Himself from Arjuna this way, it can be interpreted that Krishna and Arjuna maintain this status quo always. But I have 2 arguments against this, the 1st from my own understanding which is based on evolutionary principles and the 2nd from the avatara puranas itself. The correct way to interpret what Krishna said in the above verse is that, Krishna has evolved 100% and hence knows all of the stages or births He has gone through while Arjuna is still evolving and cannot know the future stages or births to perfection. The 2nd argument from the avatara puranas is this...Rama did not become an avatar till He met the Parasurama avatar. This means that Rama was still evolving while Parasurama was already an avatar and they both were two different souls. And when they met, the role just got passed on from one to the other like in a relay race.
The error in the Hare Krishnas is that they elevate an avatar to the status of God. Doing it makes Narasimha no different than Hiranyakashipu because even Hiranyakashipu wanted to rule everyone. Vishnu means All-Pervading and this simple meaning must not be unnecessarily complicated intellectually.
What's the solution, Honey?
Only time will tell. But while we are waiting, we may as well take rest and let time do the healing.
Friendship and Dharma
Which is more important? Friendship or Dharma? Eventually, they both mean the same thing but some discrimination is necessary to understand them.
Karna was without doubt the greatest friend anyone can hope to have. But Duryodhana, didn't value it. It's because a good friend will never expect anything, whether it is a drink at a coffee house or life. Contrast this with the friendship between Sudama and Krishna. Sudama, even though in terrible poverty had only to use his friendship to get some money from Krishna but instead he just gave Him home-made food and walked away. But Krishna knew this and sent him whatever he needed.
But it is said that even Dharma is relative...that God uses both Dharma and Adharma to establish the greater Dharma. That is why Krishna resorted to many unfair means that was against Friendship or Dharma. Eventually, Krishna too had to go through the Karmic reactions from all of His unfair actions, like not having any descendant children of His own, getting shot by a hunter's arrow etc.
Dharmam thalai Kaakkum. (Dharma saves the head) ~ Tamil proverb.
Dharma, when protected, protects. ~ Hindu scriptures
Karna was without doubt the greatest friend anyone can hope to have. But Duryodhana, didn't value it. It's because a good friend will never expect anything, whether it is a drink at a coffee house or life. Contrast this with the friendship between Sudama and Krishna. Sudama, even though in terrible poverty had only to use his friendship to get some money from Krishna but instead he just gave Him home-made food and walked away. But Krishna knew this and sent him whatever he needed.
But it is said that even Dharma is relative...that God uses both Dharma and Adharma to establish the greater Dharma. That is why Krishna resorted to many unfair means that was against Friendship or Dharma. Eventually, Krishna too had to go through the Karmic reactions from all of His unfair actions, like not having any descendant children of His own, getting shot by a hunter's arrow etc.
Dharmam thalai Kaakkum. (Dharma saves the head) ~ Tamil proverb.
Dharma, when protected, protects. ~ Hindu scriptures
Monday, December 20, 2010
From a Distance
Hey guys...I'm thankful for the cover you have been giving me. But my time is over and I don't need any protection from the world. I'm under the care of the universe. I'm 100% well protected. So don't waste your resources, time, energy and life on me. It doesn't help me in any way and will even be an impeding factor. Cover yourselves and those whom you care about. And keep moving towards Ahimsa. And God is watching us, from a distance.
Meeting a bear, a lion and a fox
It's not often that one comes across a bear, a lion and a fox all at the same time in the wild. They are all glorious in their own way.
My medicine
The reason I decided not to reduce the medicine in the next 3 months but instead continue as it is because...first, I felt better taking it full dosage, to be frank. My doctor had never wanted to decrease the dosage in the first place but I insisted on it. I was basically worried about the side-effects of the drug. See..when one takes an allopathy drug, it kind of knocks out the major issue. But many things go into the making a drug...there is the human interference in the manufacturing process, then the doctor has to decide the right drug and dosage, the side-effects etc. I don't undervalue allopathy...they are wonderful but they can only address between 80-99% of the disease. So if one can get reduced the dosage, it's always better. But it is also true that some people have to take these prescribed drugs for the rest of their lives to live a reasonably normal life. Otherwise their system will just collapse. Does it mean that these people are condemned to an imperfect life? No. It's just like wearing a spectacles or contact lenses for the rest of the life. There will ofcourse be a little discomfiture, for example in the restricted view of the specs or the necessity to daily clean the lenses. But people can become accustomed to this lifestyle after some time. As for me, I was thinking of taking the full dosage itself because anyway it was the theoretical goal of my doctor to keep me sustained on valp forever. And I also saw that there is some basis to continuing it indefinitely because an event has happened in my life that has perhaps left an indelible impression on my brain. So, purely for the reason of not getting reactions from that reminder, it is advisable for me to take it always. And it will be some time, perhaps some 40 days for my body to get adjusted and stabilized to this dosage level. There might even come a time when I might not need this drug also if an event or events happen that may erase the past event from affecting me. I'm sure that an event or events that I will love is going to happen but I doubt if it can erase the past completely. So I would have to take the drug continually. It's fine.
Death of my father
When my father died some 9 years ago of heart attack, I could make no sense of it. I never expected it because he never showed any symptom of serious complications in his health. But he died a contented man having married off my sister to a good guy and having settled me and my mother in a good home. I never even cried. I don't know why. I don't think I was heartless but I was under depression and had no idea of what was happening. In the early morning, he had asked my mother to get me when I was still sleeping. When I went and saw him lying with eyes closed, I thought he was resting and I went to get a doctor. But I think my mother knew that he had died already. And when the doctor said that he has died, I couldn't believe it. I just did whatever was to be done. Later, my mom told me that during my sister's marriage, he had told that now that her marriage is over, he will try to find me a job. I'm sure that he is in heaven now because he was a wonderful person. He never once doubted my love for him though he was pained by my cocky nature. The other day my ex-neighbour uncle told me that God will not be keeping me alive for even a second more if I was not serving some purpose. By that logic, I can say surely that my father did everything before he left. I love you father.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
The problem with cockroaches like me
You take them out into the sunlight and they come back to darkness.
I don't know how much tax payers money is being spent on me and I really find myself thoroughly useless. It's dragging on and on and I need some rest without feeling guilty. I suppose that is not possible and so I'm trying to pull myself to work slowly.
I don't know how much tax payers money is being spent on me and I really find myself thoroughly useless. It's dragging on and on and I need some rest without feeling guilty. I suppose that is not possible and so I'm trying to pull myself to work slowly.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
An Appeal
Okay...I don't want to digress. You may or may not hate me but I always regard you as my equal and friend. I don't blame you for loathing me and some of you loathe those around me. Even my friends don't like me 100% and neither do all of you hate me 100%. Let's all forget this. I'm really sorry for being an arsehole and I request you to forgive me and those who are rallying around me. They will not hurt you unless you provoke them and I'm sure they just want to live a peaceful life as well. I don't care about whatever new world order there is and I'm sure you also don't care. Maybe this will be the ending of a life's dream or ambition for you. Maybe not. But I can tell you that I have been through such a loss 16 years back. Yes, it's Varusham 16 for me. But today I have come to believe that there exists something more than such a passionate love. For me it was a girl. For you, it may be power or intelligence or creativity or whatever. You don't have to go through 16 years to regain what you are willing to sacrifice for peace and love. If you let go, the world will return it back some time. You will also get the bonus of the love of everyone along with it. :-)
What I really want and need
As soon as the New Year 2011 begins, I wish to go back to my life I led some 16-17 years ago. What I was then is the real me and not all these things that I wear for the time being for whatever reasons. I don't want to wear some mask or avatar. I wish my friends to relieve whatever conceptions they have of me and give me a peaceful retirement back to my old self. Ofcourse as my old neighbour told me a couple of days back, it is not advisable to eat a stale idli that was meant for breakfast, at supper. I don't want and can't have the same life I had back then, the reason being that if it was really the one for me, I would not have lost it. I'm open to a new dish or life and maybe even a fresh idli or girl friend. This is the only request I make to my friends and I have absolute belief that this will stop all the madness that is there around me now.
Girls............I'm not an alpha dog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I believe that 2 things cannot be hidden or stopped always. One is truth and the other requires some resting in a room.
Okay...I might have flirted (I say 'might'). I also know some may have used the oldest trick of passion in laying the trap (Again I say 'may'). I'm really sorry if I have unintentionally built up any hype over me. But let's get some things straight.
I'm not as attractive as you think I'm. I'm not sure if any girl really knows the real me. Half the girls in the street don't even give me a second glance. Of the remaining half all except one, I don't give a second glance because they are not the one destined for me.
And this girl will also not be some alpha doggie. She will not be the most beautiful or desired woman in the world. I got this clear in my head the day I talked to my counselor. I find many women attractive and when I get one such attractive woman who also finds me attractive and we get into a relationship, what will I do when I find the next attractive one? I need some basic chemistry so that I can have some passion with her. But after that, it's just something willed by the universe.
In the old forum, a guy (don't want to name him but I like him very much) wanted to know my choice of Miss Russia. I had a difficult time to choose because I had no basis to choose it on. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Please...I don't say this from humility. If you are a girl liking me, thanks but there is a better one who is destined just for you. If you are the one for me, love will find it's way.
Okay...I might have flirted (I say 'might'). I also know some may have used the oldest trick of passion in laying the trap (Again I say 'may'). I'm really sorry if I have unintentionally built up any hype over me. But let's get some things straight.
I'm not as attractive as you think I'm. I'm not sure if any girl really knows the real me. Half the girls in the street don't even give me a second glance. Of the remaining half all except one, I don't give a second glance because they are not the one destined for me.
And this girl will also not be some alpha doggie. She will not be the most beautiful or desired woman in the world. I got this clear in my head the day I talked to my counselor. I find many women attractive and when I get one such attractive woman who also finds me attractive and we get into a relationship, what will I do when I find the next attractive one? I need some basic chemistry so that I can have some passion with her. But after that, it's just something willed by the universe.
In the old forum, a guy (don't want to name him but I like him very much) wanted to know my choice of Miss Russia. I had a difficult time to choose because I had no basis to choose it on. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Please...I don't say this from humility. If you are a girl liking me, thanks but there is a better one who is destined just for you. If you are the one for me, love will find it's way.
Svabhava
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Sva-bhava means 'Self-nature'. The recommendation given by many philosophers, spiritualists, counselors etc. to be happy is to get an answer to 'Who am I?".
There can be 3 identities that anyone takes in life.
1. Atman (Self)
2. Svabhava (Self-nature)
3. Ahamkaaram (Ego)
The Self has no qualities that our senses can perceive and is established in unity. The Self-nature has qualities that our senses can perceive and is based on unity in diversity. The Ego has qualities that our senses can perceive and is based on diversity. Objectively, each of the 3 serves some purpose. Even Ego, which in common understanding is regarded negatively serves the purpose of bringing individuality or ID without which one cannot even believe that one is existing in this world. After birth in this world, during the forward journey, the identity changes from the Self to the Self-nature to the Ego and then on the return journey from the Ego to the Self-nature to the Self.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Daddy Long Legs
The other day, as I lay on my bed and heard the slow periodic humming sound, I wondered if it was some sort of voice transmitter or maybe even a time bomb. I then rechecked my ear using a spray of hot chilli powder, mint powder, salt and cumeen seeds. The diagnosis was right. I was not having a schizophrenic episode. Anyway, I knew that whoever put it there had valid reasons and good intentions including but not limited to listening to my gracious songs. Man...some guy who is lost in the world cannot hear these sounds and even if he or she hears, he will not make an issue out of it. But when you put it near someone who is almost blind, he or she can hear it as clear as the horn of a bus. Maybe you still need to go through some apprenticeship but thanks anyway. I didn't like the sound of it and I wondered whether to wish it to go away or live with it. Earlier itself I had decided that I will not interfere with the forces around me, the benign and the evil ones. A programmer like me is supposed to program and not fight like a warrior. Also, when you interfere with someone, who is only really capable of protecting you against another who is wishing to cause harm, thinking that you alone can protect yourself, an imbalance is created wherein the protector cannot protect you easily. Also, it hurts the sentiments of the one trying to protect you as it conveys that you do not have trust in his or her capacity and goodwill. This was what I was thinking then but I was also propelled by the inertia of trying to protect myself by myself. There was also the risk of the evil hiding behind the closet on the other side that the good didn't realize. Anyway, the hint was well-taken and the humming sound stopped. I'm sorry if I interfered with your plans, my dear Daddy Long Legs.
Going to start again slowly my work.
Cannot help commenting on poli-tickles again. India should get it's priorities right regards to Afghanistan and Pakistan. India shares more of her history with Pakistan than Afghanistan. I believe that the 100% Arabic Muslims who were invading the Indian sub-continent stopped at the Hindu-Kush and those who crossed over, the ones who can be called today as Pakistanis, Bangladeshis, Indian Muslims etc. got integrated with the locals. Simply put, Afghanistan belongs to the sphere of the Arabs and Pakistan to the Indian sub-continent (okay...I know some Pakistanis will squirm to belong to any group with the word India on it but that's the price you pay for going to bed with our men and women as invaders. You can't erase your DNA.)
I don't mean to say that India dump Afghanistan and kiss Pakistan. It's just that India has to work together with Pakistan more than with trying to bring any stability in Afghanistan.
Cannot help commenting on poli-tickles again. India should get it's priorities right regards to Afghanistan and Pakistan. India shares more of her history with Pakistan than Afghanistan. I believe that the 100% Arabic Muslims who were invading the Indian sub-continent stopped at the Hindu-Kush and those who crossed over, the ones who can be called today as Pakistanis, Bangladeshis, Indian Muslims etc. got integrated with the locals. Simply put, Afghanistan belongs to the sphere of the Arabs and Pakistan to the Indian sub-continent (okay...I know some Pakistanis will squirm to belong to any group with the word India on it but that's the price you pay for going to bed with our men and women as invaders. You can't erase your DNA.)
I don't mean to say that India dump Afghanistan and kiss Pakistan. It's just that India has to work together with Pakistan more than with trying to bring any stability in Afghanistan.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
The cause for universal brotherhood or sisterhood or whatever
This world or life is designed in a funny manner...
People at the penultimate stage to the universal love are devoted preferentially,like say to a particular person or country or ideology or religion or a profession or art etc. The nobility of this stage is in the sacrifice that a person is willing to go through for the object of affection. But the tragedy of this stage is that the object of affection is the drainage of the person's life.
I will give 2 simple examples.
Take the 1st example of a normal guy who has a star as his friend, kind of like having a matinee idol or the top-sportsman as a friend. The normal guy feels good and happy around him and let's also assume that both of them are basically of good nature. When they both go out to a coffee cafe, people's attention is going to be on the star and not on the guy. This is how a guy gets drained by a star friend. If he had had another guy who was just as ordinary as he was, he would have had a better time at the coffee cafe.
Take for the 2nd example a guy who falls in love with a girl. And he proclaims that he will do anything for her, including sacrificing his life for her if the need comes. The guy initially says this without much thought because he thinks this is a noble thing to say to get her affection. But inevitably the girl, being by nature more fragile than a boy, at some point expects this not merely in words but as a real demonstration. This is how a guy gets drained by a girl. If the guy had simply gone to play with his boy friends, he would not have had to foot the bill at the coffee cafe to appear like a gentleman before a lady.
When one is in the penultimate stage of life, one finds that the person or thing or whatever that one liked was the cause of pain, a pain that had an element of pleasure, that one underwent voluntarily. But what about the person or thing or whatever that one disliked at this stage? It is still a potential source of pleasure that is untapped and the way to harness this pleasure is by being non-judgmental in regarding one as a friend and another as a foe. Then one touches the base or root or bottom of everything and one reaches the final stage. One can then look upon everyone as a friend. At this stage, there is no drainage of one's life because what one object of affection cannot give is given by another continually. There is the feeling of being supported by the buoyancy of the ocean.
People at the penultimate stage to the universal love are devoted preferentially,like say to a particular person or country or ideology or religion or a profession or art etc. The nobility of this stage is in the sacrifice that a person is willing to go through for the object of affection. But the tragedy of this stage is that the object of affection is the drainage of the person's life.
I will give 2 simple examples.
Take the 1st example of a normal guy who has a star as his friend, kind of like having a matinee idol or the top-sportsman as a friend. The normal guy feels good and happy around him and let's also assume that both of them are basically of good nature. When they both go out to a coffee cafe, people's attention is going to be on the star and not on the guy. This is how a guy gets drained by a star friend. If he had had another guy who was just as ordinary as he was, he would have had a better time at the coffee cafe.
Take for the 2nd example a guy who falls in love with a girl. And he proclaims that he will do anything for her, including sacrificing his life for her if the need comes. The guy initially says this without much thought because he thinks this is a noble thing to say to get her affection. But inevitably the girl, being by nature more fragile than a boy, at some point expects this not merely in words but as a real demonstration. This is how a guy gets drained by a girl. If the guy had simply gone to play with his boy friends, he would not have had to foot the bill at the coffee cafe to appear like a gentleman before a lady.
When one is in the penultimate stage of life, one finds that the person or thing or whatever that one liked was the cause of pain, a pain that had an element of pleasure, that one underwent voluntarily. But what about the person or thing or whatever that one disliked at this stage? It is still a potential source of pleasure that is untapped and the way to harness this pleasure is by being non-judgmental in regarding one as a friend and another as a foe. Then one touches the base or root or bottom of everything and one reaches the final stage. One can then look upon everyone as a friend. At this stage, there is no drainage of one's life because what one object of affection cannot give is given by another continually. There is the feeling of being supported by the buoyancy of the ocean.
I never really thought it was her when I saw her though the face registered in the back of my mind. Maybe I knew and I didn't want to make any false assumptions...as Travolta says in the Broken Arrow, Assumption is the mother of all f.ck ups. But as I sat down to have the snack, I noticed a Muslim going to the loo. The chat was really tasty and as I sat down, as if like rain-clouds, some 3 got around me. My only thought was enjoy the snack and get the hell out of the place. Her chudidhar really went well with her figure and I always liked girls in pony tail. For a moment I wondered if I should go near her and talk but then I thoght...what the hell...I'm too old to go through these games and I also believe that any encounter between a girl and a boy must have an element of magic in it and not be something that one tries to artificially create. So I thought...if I really will be marrying some girl, she will fall into my lap from the sky. A problem for me is that I don't even know if I will be attractive enough to any girl because I cannot go through those teenage romantics.
Anyway I'm happy at the present moment for whatever it is worth to myself and others.
Okay...maybe you want some tip from me on better living...I will screw up my brain to bring you one...I don't want to tell you something that's already there because you will anyway get to it someday without me. So I will share something from what I got experientially...let's see...okay i have got it and it is...'suppose you are an almost wise person and you come across a wonderful tip (like this), then don't be hasty and give it out to another as soon as you receive it to show that you are wise. But instead, hold it within you, even for a moment and digest or reflect or understand what it says. Then, you may tell it outside. If you don't do this, the tip you got will have passed through you without becoming a part of you.'
Okay...going to sleep.
And to you...no, not you...you...hey not you also...yes, you...don't get paranoid over me. I want to be only friends with you and if you think otherwise, I have got to kick your a.se before you accept my friendship. Experience speaks.
Anyway I'm happy at the present moment for whatever it is worth to myself and others.
Okay...maybe you want some tip from me on better living...I will screw up my brain to bring you one...I don't want to tell you something that's already there because you will anyway get to it someday without me. So I will share something from what I got experientially...let's see...okay i have got it and it is...'suppose you are an almost wise person and you come across a wonderful tip (like this), then don't be hasty and give it out to another as soon as you receive it to show that you are wise. But instead, hold it within you, even for a moment and digest or reflect or understand what it says. Then, you may tell it outside. If you don't do this, the tip you got will have passed through you without becoming a part of you.'
Okay...going to sleep.
And to you...no, not you...you...hey not you also...yes, you...don't get paranoid over me. I want to be only friends with you and if you think otherwise, I have got to kick your a.se before you accept my friendship. Experience speaks.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
I'm not for Wikileaks
Okay...I never wanted to and never want to even now to butt in these matters. But I do it now because of my past inertia, which will subside down soon. And also because I'm feeling pretty charged up...like being charged up with ahigh voltage current in my brain.
I'm not against what Wikileaks stands for but the way they are doing it is wrong. Okay...there is always this conflict between the law and order establishment and the self-appointed guardians of the society. Other than those on both the sides who are captivated by power, they both claim to be for justice. And this battle has been raging on since time immemorial and it will continue to last. However, there is a thin line which tips the scale in favour of the establishment...kind of like 51% in favour of them. This is only because it is their normal duty and not any moral high-ground of theirs.
The problem with exposing like this on a grand scale is that it is like exposing or getting exposed all of the body to the lover and not everyone enjoys this.
The argument that the world citizens have a right to information is a wrong one because this information is officially classified. While it does put a check on the establishment, it puts at risk the lives of thousands, if not millions of lives. It can even trigger a nuclear war if the different countries get to know what the other have been saying or doing behind their backs.
Why am I writing this? I don't know. I feel like I'm alone and cannot even relate to anyone or let anyone approach me.
I'm at cross-roads between being fully open and being guarded. I wish I could terminate myself but fortunately or unfortunately I have to carry on.
I never wanted all this. I don't want this. I will never want this.
This may be different but I remember the time when Archana's parents were forcing her to marry another. She said, 'Enakku yen melaye nambikka illa'. I cannot tell the same thing now. I have to have faith in myself that I'm a friend and not a fiend.
I'm not against what Wikileaks stands for but the way they are doing it is wrong. Okay...there is always this conflict between the law and order establishment and the self-appointed guardians of the society. Other than those on both the sides who are captivated by power, they both claim to be for justice. And this battle has been raging on since time immemorial and it will continue to last. However, there is a thin line which tips the scale in favour of the establishment...kind of like 51% in favour of them. This is only because it is their normal duty and not any moral high-ground of theirs.
The problem with exposing like this on a grand scale is that it is like exposing or getting exposed all of the body to the lover and not everyone enjoys this.
The argument that the world citizens have a right to information is a wrong one because this information is officially classified. While it does put a check on the establishment, it puts at risk the lives of thousands, if not millions of lives. It can even trigger a nuclear war if the different countries get to know what the other have been saying or doing behind their backs.
Why am I writing this? I don't know. I feel like I'm alone and cannot even relate to anyone or let anyone approach me.
I'm at cross-roads between being fully open and being guarded. I wish I could terminate myself but fortunately or unfortunately I have to carry on.
I never wanted all this. I don't want this. I will never want this.
This may be different but I remember the time when Archana's parents were forcing her to marry another. She said, 'Enakku yen melaye nambikka illa'. I cannot tell the same thing now. I have to have faith in myself that I'm a friend and not a fiend.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Difference between a watch dog and a musing doggy
http://www.animalmuse.com/
Watch dogs don't stare at us, atleast when we look at them. They are not trained that way. It's too heavy on their nerves to do 2 things at one time.
Musing doggies look at us, go around somewhere and come back to sneak a peek at us, thinking we are not aware of them. They are cute and funny to watch at.
Watch dogs don't stare at us, atleast when we look at them. They are not trained that way. It's too heavy on their nerves to do 2 things at one time.
Musing doggies look at us, go around somewhere and come back to sneak a peek at us, thinking we are not aware of them. They are cute and funny to watch at.
Thank you
1. Not involve myself in things not of my nature.
2. Take rest.
3. Listen to the charama sloka recordings daily for 3 weeks.
4. Continue taking the medicines toning it down every month.
This is similar to the way I used to deal with headaches. When I had an headache, I used to do 4 things...
1. Stop whatever disturbing/exciting activity that I was engaging in.
2. Take rest.
3. Apply Amrutanjan, a fast-acting pain relief balm that acts in 1 minute, kind of like first-aid.
4. Take Saridon, a tablet that gets rid of headache in 5 minutes.
Words cannot express my gratitude to my friends who tolerate me. Thank you.
Monday, December 6, 2010
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http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/news/politics/nation/LeTs-annual-operations-budget-is--52-million/articleshow/7053292.cms
Does Hafiz Saeed work in the dirty mud as a farmer to contribute to whatever he is doing?
Why does he have to divert the charity money when he can use some other source?
Does Hafiz Saeed work in the dirty mud as a farmer to contribute to whatever he is doing?
Why does he have to divert the charity money when he can use some other source?
Svadharma
Sva means self. Dharma means support. The Bhagavad gita lays a lot of stress on Svadharma.
Better one's own duty, though destitute of merit, than the duty of another, well discharged. Better death in the discharge of one's own duty; the duty of another is full of danger. ~ BG 3:35
Some more on this is told in BG 18:41 - 18:49.
But today there is no official caste system in India. So defining Svadharma becomes tricky and difficult. However, if we understand Svadharma by the root of the meaning at a subtle level, it becomes clear. Every living being has to fulfill it's role in supporting the universe, whether it be working as sales man or going to buy vegetables or taking part in a marriage ceremony etc.
This is good for both the neurotic workaholics and the lazy procrastinators. The neurotics don't need to worry themselves anymore that the world is going to crumble because he or she is sleeping. The procrastinators can have a good motive to start working because they now feel important that they are contributing to the world in their own way. And since everyone is doing their jobs, there is harmony. This is ofcourse an ideal state that everyone tries to achieve.
Better one's own duty, though destitute of merit, than the duty of another, well discharged. Better death in the discharge of one's own duty; the duty of another is full of danger. ~ BG 3:35
Some more on this is told in BG 18:41 - 18:49.
But today there is no official caste system in India. So defining Svadharma becomes tricky and difficult. However, if we understand Svadharma by the root of the meaning at a subtle level, it becomes clear. Every living being has to fulfill it's role in supporting the universe, whether it be working as sales man or going to buy vegetables or taking part in a marriage ceremony etc.
This is good for both the neurotic workaholics and the lazy procrastinators. The neurotics don't need to worry themselves anymore that the world is going to crumble because he or she is sleeping. The procrastinators can have a good motive to start working because they now feel important that they are contributing to the world in their own way. And since everyone is doing their jobs, there is harmony. This is ofcourse an ideal state that everyone tries to achieve.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Beyond the bonds of Karma
There are 4 stages in the evolution of the way someone does his or her Karma i.e. Action. This may or may not correspond to the 4 stages of skill acquisition that is well-known. I haven't gone into how far it corresponds to it. While the skill acquisition is more technical, this is more spiritual but maybe they both say the same thing from different viewpoints.
1. When one starts working for a material gain, he or she makes mistakes. He or she learns from the mistakes and this takes him or her to the next stage.
2. Here, he or she starts converting the lessons learnt from the mistakes into profit. Success breeds more success because of increased confidence and there is a spiraling of profits.
The next stage is reached after a transformation in interest from material to spiritual where one starts working in the same activities, but abdicating the fruits of labour to the spiritual realms and taking whatever is offered back.
3. The failures don't bother because no effort is wasted. The spiritual forces or angels carry over the implementation like how the wind carries over a scent to the intended place.
4. The successes no more engages and binds the individual like golden hand-cuffs to temporary gains but merges his or her consciousness with the eternal cosmic bliss.
1. When one starts working for a material gain, he or she makes mistakes. He or she learns from the mistakes and this takes him or her to the next stage.
2. Here, he or she starts converting the lessons learnt from the mistakes into profit. Success breeds more success because of increased confidence and there is a spiraling of profits.
The next stage is reached after a transformation in interest from material to spiritual where one starts working in the same activities, but abdicating the fruits of labour to the spiritual realms and taking whatever is offered back.
3. The failures don't bother because no effort is wasted. The spiritual forces or angels carry over the implementation like how the wind carries over a scent to the intended place.
4. The successes no more engages and binds the individual like golden hand-cuffs to temporary gains but merges his or her consciousness with the eternal cosmic bliss.
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The Genie
A woman was walking along the beach when she stumbled upon a Genie's lamp. She picked it up and rubbed it, and lo-and-behold a Genie appeared. The amazed woman asked if she was going to receive the usual three wishes.
The Genie said, "Nope ... due to inflation, constant downsizing, low wages in third-world countries, and fierce global competition, I can only grant you one wish. So ... what'll it be?"
The woman didn't hesitate. She said, "I want peace in the Middle East. See this map? I want these countries to stop fighting with each other."
The Genie looked at the map and exclaimed, "Gadzooks, lady! These countries have been at war for thousands of years. I'm good, but not THAT good! I don't think it can be done. Make another wish."
The woman thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right man. You know, one that's considerate and fun, likes to cook and helps with the housecleaning, is good in bed and gets along with my family, doesn't watch sports all the time, and is faithful. That's what I wish for ... a good mate."
The Genie let out a long sigh and said, "Let me see that fucking map!"
The Genie said, "Nope ... due to inflation, constant downsizing, low wages in third-world countries, and fierce global competition, I can only grant you one wish. So ... what'll it be?"
The woman didn't hesitate. She said, "I want peace in the Middle East. See this map? I want these countries to stop fighting with each other."
The Genie looked at the map and exclaimed, "Gadzooks, lady! These countries have been at war for thousands of years. I'm good, but not THAT good! I don't think it can be done. Make another wish."
The woman thought for a minute and said, "Well, I've never been able to find the right man. You know, one that's considerate and fun, likes to cook and helps with the housecleaning, is good in bed and gets along with my family, doesn't watch sports all the time, and is faithful. That's what I wish for ... a good mate."
The Genie let out a long sigh and said, "Let me see that fucking map!"
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