A FB friend said something of a dream of an elderly person not well. I don't know if it is a common friend and even if so, these news hardly reveal the full picture.
Today, there was the news of my cousin's mother-in-law dying of a brain tumour. I didn't know her much but still I will be going there to show my sympathy. But these things only make me very slightly depressed but not sad. After being depressed for so long and hearing and seeing so many such negative events, I just move on after showing some customary socially accepted sign of sympathy. I will do this tomorrow when my mother dies and I will do this when I die. These emotions really doesn't help even though they look like they show the concern you have for others. It's not necessary to sit and dwell on these things to experience whatever relationship one had with the other. They don't help the person who has the disease or is dead. Those who mourn like this become a burden themselves. For me, when I don't really dwell on these things, it not only helps me remove some negativity but also helps in discharging my responsibilities even if I may look like the most cold-blooded.
People die all the time, people have accidents all the time, people lose in games all the time, people have short-comings all the time, people have diseases all the time, people get into wars all the time, people age all the time, people cheat in the relationships all the time, people have work fatigue all the time, people have debts all the time etc. All these things keep happening and if anyone really starts to worry on these things, he or she will eventually have to pull the trigger on himself or herself which really doesn't solve the problem because it results in some others worrying about why this person pulled the trigger and this goes on and on.
There are a few points which one must be clear 100% which. There may well be some other points but since all these are inter-related, if one gets anchored in one, the rest will follow. Following these points can make one handle the toughest of situations imaginable calmly, bring peace of mind, change one's life from hell to heaven and give eternal happiness. Yesterday when I talked with my sister, she suggested to me that since I claim that I'm good in spiritual matters, why not make a living out of it. I tried to tell her that such a knowledge is more for me to use it in daily life than in commercializing it directly by becoming a teacher. Since my daily life also includes working as a web developer, this knowledge isn't just dry spirituality. Infact, I'm going to use the many insights in the way I work. My problem now is more in talking a lot than in practicing them but I'm getting there. Don't discard these tips because it is coming for free (ofcourse, I know how patient you are in tolerating my personality defects). It's as good as being written in blood.
1.Everyone is responsible for his or her life, the good and the bad. It's never someone else. This is Karma, whether we like it or not.
2. Everyone has only limited resources. One might have the best of intentions to heal the world but directing it to an undeserving person automatically takes it away from a deserving one. This is 100% a truth and don't ever have a doubt of this. I will even go to the extent of saying that the whole spirit of the Bhagavad Gita is in underscoring this message. This is Ananya Bhakthi (No-Other Devotion).
3. One has to help himself or herself before trying to help another. There are many reasons for this. One knows oneself best to be of the best help. One doesn't need to help all the requirements of oneself but atleast one has to wash himself or herself. It's expected by the society as well. Otherwise one becomes one more burden. Helping oneself is both a responsibility and an enjoyment. Without a ground floor, there cannot be 1st floor, 2nd floor etc. One need not worry over how one gets the strength to this. Shakthi (Energy) is distributed everywhere including one's own self. Just imagine the power of an Atom Bomb....that is the Atma Shakthi. Everyone has been programmed to be constantly energized by the food one eats. Even if you don't want energy, your stomach will expect you to have food which will make you obese which will in turn make you spend the energy.
4. When one gets a blessing, one has to grasp it with both hands and never say 'no' to life. A parent will give milk in a feeding bottle to a child when he or she knows that the child is hungry. If the child refuses it because the parent didn't also sing a lullaby, the parent will simply go and place it on the table and the child not only gets hungry but also has to walk towards the table to get it (assuming it hasn't turned sour by then). So, it's vital that one grabs opportunities that come in whatever way. It's said that God speaks only once. It doesn't mean that God abandons the slow-learners and those who are deaf. What it means is that when one perceives something as a truth crystal clearly, one has to continue from there based on that realization and not keep expecting further supporting evidences for this crystal clear truth...it is like the child expecting a lullaby to go along with the milk.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Do people really read blogs?
Sometimes I pity all those who write blogs because most of them write with hope that their voice is heard but I really don't know if all these blogs really do justice to their craving for attention. Maybe I feel like this because I don't have much of a listening ear to go through all those blogs out there. I must be a devil!!! My counselor suggested me to write not for others to read but for myself. Infact he suggested to me that it was better not to write publicly. But there is not really great fun in that because I'm already doing a lot of such thinking in my head. That means someone accidentally discovering my diary on my deathbed like in the movies and coming over in tears and saying how much they have misunderstood or mistaken me. Well, the skeptic that I have become, I do not want such inconveniences to be left to chance...LOL.
Going to sleep...zzz...
The inside world is a reflection of the outside world. Every body sensation is an indicator of a present reality of one's world out there. So if you have a pain in the ass, there is an asshole out there. :-)
Going to sleep...zzz...
The inside world is a reflection of the outside world. Every body sensation is an indicator of a present reality of one's world out there. So if you have a pain in the ass, there is an asshole out there. :-)
What a load of HULA!
I wish I could write frankly now. Yeah the warm milk that I drank just now has brought a tranquilizing effect on my brain.
I had dinner with my sister at a restaurant. We had some good talks and as expected it touched slightly on things we disagree on. We are both the nemesis of each other, not only because we have fought from childhood from sibling rivalry but because she is a lot different from me. The tragic-comedy is that you might be like my sister in your personal, professional life etc. and liking me and/or my posts here while another might be like me in my personal, professional life etc. but disliking me and/or posts here. Also, while at a first glance, my father's trait seems to be dominant in her and my mother's in me, it's not so when one looks under the layer. I have inherited more of the spirituality from my father's line while she has got the tenderness from my mother. I have said 'father's line' and not father because spirituality largely skipped him though he came from an orthodox family. My father was very practical and he went to work at 18 years who was one of the responsible sons that supported the family when my grand-father wasted away the family money. My father was more of a father to his younger sisters and well-respected than my grand-father. My mother, like my father, was one of the most respected members of the family because she didn't complain much about her woes but helped in whatever capacity. My relatives like me more because of my parents than my own self. Atleast when I was a child, I could say that I had some innocent charm but now some of my relatives talk well to me only because of my parents. Okay...it's not all my fault, anyway and when I grew up and saw the real face of some relatives, the games people play, I lost respect for them as well. But I also remember their better faces as a child when life was all good. In this life, there is no friend or enemy. I'm not your friend or enemy and neither are you mine. There is a friend who resides at the bottom of the hearts of everyone. Such a friend is the one when, for example, gives an understanding nod when there was every reason to misunderstand when people are all having their own problems. It might go away as soon as it had appeared. People really don't annihilate each other for this reason and the memory of such an event only. That is why I do not really like or dislike anyone.
I don't have complaints also about people, including myself, falling short of expectations like the way it is promised to be when you are growing up or when you read books or watch movies. It is one reason I'm not interested in romance as well. People all grow up with different life scripts...one might want her boy friend like in the Titanic and another might want his girl friend like in the Romeo & Juliet. The girl expects the boy to die like in the Titanic while the boy expects both of them to die like in Romeo & Juliet...lol. People also get to like or dislike someone based on the resemblances to those who were already kind or cruel in their lives. A girl might not be considered attractive by the majority of boys but she might look like a boy's mother who has been taking care of him all along. I guess this is a part of Oedipus or Electra Complex. There is nothing wrong in this as long as in the future, there develops a reverse-Oedipus or reverse-Electra Complex i.e. when one starts liking the mother or father sexually because one likes the girl friend or boy friend and one loses a sense of discrimination between a parent and a lover i.e. parental love and romantic love. I don't know if really there is a term like 'reverse' in the present psychology though it's very real , kind of like the reverse swing in cricket. Anyway, the problem will not be there if the chosen one was really as kind as the mother or the aunt or the father or the uncle or the next-door neighbour. The problem comes because such 'love at first sight' brings in a whole lot of unexpected personality surprises from misperception. For example, let me take my own case since I know it best...my ex-gf looked a lot like my other, looked like a heroine I liked, looked like my aunt who married my uncle in a love marriage etc. While my ex gf did have many things that these people had, she lacked the vital ones which were indispensable for the success of our relationship. For example, she didn't have the tenderness of my mother or the importance of romantic love as in the heroine or the passion of my aunt. These are not any character flaws in her. She was simply different from the one I had thought I had got into the relationship with. And I was also not the one she thought she had got into a relationship with. In my 12th standard, I acted like a big educated scholar when I was in reality not so. I was simply trying to impress her, maybe I even thought I was a scholar back then or maybe I even wanted to put on the image so that I can get myself to study better since my future career was going to be decided then or maybe I simply liked the adulation of the class. But this is the image she got. She also was really not much into romance but was very much a family oriented-girl. This can be gauged from the fact that she didn't walk away from her parents or brother when I was willing to do anything for her. It was not like I didn't love my parents. Maybe, the extra importance I gave to her came from the lesser I gave to my sister. So, it's a matter of different priorities decided by everyone's stupid perceptions of the other based on an illusory world. It's very pathetic. That is why the thought of romantic love with a girl has all but gone in me. I will ofcourse marry because I would have to fit into the society and also because marriage is the license to prostitution.
Mouna Ragam is a classy movie. But look at what's happened to the characters in the movie. All but the director Mani Ratinam have gone weird. The producer, a father of my childhood friend, committed suicide due to financial difficulties, Revathy applied for a divorce in real life as in the movie but unlike in the movie, she is not living with her husband Suresh Menon, Karthik got into all sorts of financial difficulties and went out of the market, Mohan disappeared from the movie circle with a false rumour that he got Aids and tried an unsuccessful return back to the screen and Ilayaraja's wife it seems ran away with another. Mani Ratinam did some great movies afterward but soon his quality has degraded to the extent of wondering about his senility making a movie like Raavan.
All these are sick people from whom a million dollars can be made by both Hollywood and the Pharmaceutical companies. Any idea of the reason behind it?
I had dinner with my sister at a restaurant. We had some good talks and as expected it touched slightly on things we disagree on. We are both the nemesis of each other, not only because we have fought from childhood from sibling rivalry but because she is a lot different from me. The tragic-comedy is that you might be like my sister in your personal, professional life etc. and liking me and/or my posts here while another might be like me in my personal, professional life etc. but disliking me and/or posts here. Also, while at a first glance, my father's trait seems to be dominant in her and my mother's in me, it's not so when one looks under the layer. I have inherited more of the spirituality from my father's line while she has got the tenderness from my mother. I have said 'father's line' and not father because spirituality largely skipped him though he came from an orthodox family. My father was very practical and he went to work at 18 years who was one of the responsible sons that supported the family when my grand-father wasted away the family money. My father was more of a father to his younger sisters and well-respected than my grand-father. My mother, like my father, was one of the most respected members of the family because she didn't complain much about her woes but helped in whatever capacity. My relatives like me more because of my parents than my own self. Atleast when I was a child, I could say that I had some innocent charm but now some of my relatives talk well to me only because of my parents. Okay...it's not all my fault, anyway and when I grew up and saw the real face of some relatives, the games people play, I lost respect for them as well. But I also remember their better faces as a child when life was all good. In this life, there is no friend or enemy. I'm not your friend or enemy and neither are you mine. There is a friend who resides at the bottom of the hearts of everyone. Such a friend is the one when, for example, gives an understanding nod when there was every reason to misunderstand when people are all having their own problems. It might go away as soon as it had appeared. People really don't annihilate each other for this reason and the memory of such an event only. That is why I do not really like or dislike anyone.
I don't have complaints also about people, including myself, falling short of expectations like the way it is promised to be when you are growing up or when you read books or watch movies. It is one reason I'm not interested in romance as well. People all grow up with different life scripts...one might want her boy friend like in the Titanic and another might want his girl friend like in the Romeo & Juliet. The girl expects the boy to die like in the Titanic while the boy expects both of them to die like in Romeo & Juliet...lol. People also get to like or dislike someone based on the resemblances to those who were already kind or cruel in their lives. A girl might not be considered attractive by the majority of boys but she might look like a boy's mother who has been taking care of him all along. I guess this is a part of Oedipus or Electra Complex. There is nothing wrong in this as long as in the future, there develops a reverse-Oedipus or reverse-Electra Complex i.e. when one starts liking the mother or father sexually because one likes the girl friend or boy friend and one loses a sense of discrimination between a parent and a lover i.e. parental love and romantic love. I don't know if really there is a term like 'reverse' in the present psychology though it's very real , kind of like the reverse swing in cricket. Anyway, the problem will not be there if the chosen one was really as kind as the mother or the aunt or the father or the uncle or the next-door neighbour. The problem comes because such 'love at first sight' brings in a whole lot of unexpected personality surprises from misperception. For example, let me take my own case since I know it best...my ex-gf looked a lot like my other, looked like a heroine I liked, looked like my aunt who married my uncle in a love marriage etc. While my ex gf did have many things that these people had, she lacked the vital ones which were indispensable for the success of our relationship. For example, she didn't have the tenderness of my mother or the importance of romantic love as in the heroine or the passion of my aunt. These are not any character flaws in her. She was simply different from the one I had thought I had got into the relationship with. And I was also not the one she thought she had got into a relationship with. In my 12th standard, I acted like a big educated scholar when I was in reality not so. I was simply trying to impress her, maybe I even thought I was a scholar back then or maybe I even wanted to put on the image so that I can get myself to study better since my future career was going to be decided then or maybe I simply liked the adulation of the class. But this is the image she got. She also was really not much into romance but was very much a family oriented-girl. This can be gauged from the fact that she didn't walk away from her parents or brother when I was willing to do anything for her. It was not like I didn't love my parents. Maybe, the extra importance I gave to her came from the lesser I gave to my sister. So, it's a matter of different priorities decided by everyone's stupid perceptions of the other based on an illusory world. It's very pathetic. That is why the thought of romantic love with a girl has all but gone in me. I will ofcourse marry because I would have to fit into the society and also because marriage is the license to prostitution.
Mouna Ragam is a classy movie. But look at what's happened to the characters in the movie. All but the director Mani Ratinam have gone weird. The producer, a father of my childhood friend, committed suicide due to financial difficulties, Revathy applied for a divorce in real life as in the movie but unlike in the movie, she is not living with her husband Suresh Menon, Karthik got into all sorts of financial difficulties and went out of the market, Mohan disappeared from the movie circle with a false rumour that he got Aids and tried an unsuccessful return back to the screen and Ilayaraja's wife it seems ran away with another. Mani Ratinam did some great movies afterward but soon his quality has degraded to the extent of wondering about his senility making a movie like Raavan.
All these are sick people from whom a million dollars can be made by both Hollywood and the Pharmaceutical companies. Any idea of the reason behind it?
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