THE LEGACY OF “TANTRA”,“NAGA SADHUS” & “MOKSHA”… DEBAUCHING THE SPINE OF FAITH

THE INNER WORLDS OF FAITH/SUPERSTITION

“MOKSHA” or “MUKTI” is no longer a HINDUISM myth or belief. Its potent nature has not failed to impress people all around the world of different religious faiths. The search for final liberation from the soul’s recurring transitions into life and death has attracted the attentions of man. “MOKSHA” is the Sanskrit word given to the emancipation of spirit from “SAMSARA” and the continuous suffering that it involves.

The concept was first developed in HINDUISM and later on its heritage was carried forward via BUDDHISM, JAINISM and now by the various spiritual gurus.

I was trying to recollect the facts associated with the attainment of MOKSHA and got to know that it is related with KUNDALINI and arising of SHAKTI, the goddess of power and fearlessness. KUNDALINI means coiled and is considered to be the hidden centre of energy placed at the end of the spine, the arising of which can result into a high level of enlightenment and the FINAL FREEDOM i.e. MOKSHA. There are particular stages required in the awakening of this secret and sacred source of energy. They involve definite ways of meditations which consists of PRANAYAMA, OCEAN BREATH, BREATH OF FIRE and regular practice of this, basically related to the four kinds of yoga techniques as mentioned in YOGATTATVA UPNISHAD.

The concept is pragmatic. Even if we leave the KUNDALINI awakening concept aside, the breath control yogic methods do help you to slow down the mental thought process and helps you to attain the peaceful substances.

Coming to what I feel an exaggeration and self declared strategies are TANTRA and SEXUAL RITUALS.

TANTRA states that the whole world is a play ground of goddess SHAKTI and lord SHIVA. The practice involves worship of SHAKTI through specific rituals involving MANTRA and YANTRA. Apart from these digestible ways there are few secret practices which involve sexual procreations, sepulchral in lieu of death and laxation that involves elimination of fecal wastes in form of vomiting and micturition.

Even relation of such phenomenon can cause nausea in a normal human but there are people who do believe on this. The recent SWAMI NITYANAND episode is an issue of great concern. The consent form which his followers signed had a thorough essence of TANTRA being practiced. It is said to believe that such sexual performance awakens the SUSHMUNA NADI and KUNDALINI rises upward within it.

Sex according to me is very personal for every human being and it should be maintained as it is because this is one of the many behavioral facts which separate a human from an animal and makes us a superior living beings and a better creation of god.

THE WORLD OF NAGAS

After mentioning all these beliefs or should I say credulous nature of YOGIC FAITHS, I would like to mention the NAGA SADHUS who made the front cover news of all the papers in the last thirty days when KUMBH MELA was in progress.

Austere, mystic and nomadic vicars are some descriptions used for the NAGA SADHUS who are believed to be the practitioners of YOGA and believed to be enlightened humans in search of MOKSHA. They are considered to have relinquished all the worldly attachments and pleasures including the sexual desires and live in forests, caves and temples all around INDIA.

Among the many clans of SADHUS like the JATA who carry swords, the AGHORIS who are expected to keep company of the ghosts and reside in the SHAMSHANS where the dead bodies are burnt; there are the NAGA SADHUS who are naked and non shaven wearing their hairs in form of thick locks. They are also called DIGAMBARAS.

NAGAS are considered to be a paradigm of renunciation. With their long hairs and ash smeared bodies, the NAGAS regard themselves as the illustrations of LORD SHIVA. They are even accompanied with ancient weaponries like TRISHULS, SWORDS and STICKS representing their warrior naturism. They smoke on CHILLAMS with marijuana and the blues eyes represent them being high, not due to some enlightenment but due to the dope.

The NAGAS make their public presence felt during the KUMBH by taking the holy bath in the GANGES in HARIDWAR.

They are the sole show stealers of the grand event and people flock from around the corners to see them.

The SADHUS and their unconventional ways have always left the world mesmerized. They feel to be holy because they are not concerned with the regular needs of a normal human. Anything which is different is appealing but to the extent where you are not aware of the grave secrets behind it.

MY INNER BELIEF

Speaking much without knowing enough can be fatal so I want to say that all my views are my feelings and not something which I have concluded through some extensive research work.

The only thing which seems to be rational in all the legends stated above is the YOGA and the breath control practices suggested by it as I have stated before. TANTRA and its secret rituals, the SADHUISM and renunciation of social life is not at all something which satisfies my senses.

All the religions around the world preach one thing in common; WE HUMANS ARE REPRESENTATION OF HOLY ON EARTH AND GOD CONSIDERS EACH OF US AS OWN. Being aware of this doesn’t require bringing such acute transitions in the life given to us by the almighty. It is equivalent being a non believer when you adopt something which is out of the flow. If a person is a devotee, he doesn’t need to reside in the caves with dismantled hair and ugly looks to impress the creator and achieve the immortality as MOKSHA.

The day I was born, I was told that GOD RESIDES IN BEAUTY, LOVE, HUMANITY, CARE, POSITIVITY and UNCONTAMINATION. I feel it is lucid to believe this than staying dirty and living on dope and scarcity.

We are not born humans to stop working and live like wanderers surviving on anything we get. With the size of brain that we are blessed with, we are here to create the wonders that god expected us to do while creating us. Not to waste our life for some hypothetical faith on MOKSHA.

It is great to keep one’s mind balanced but it is insane to go to such an extent just to meet some liberation. Why to? We were not born to think about the pains and hassles of life but to feel the beauty of the world and to enhance it.

The people who take the path of SADHUISM and TANTRA according to me are the most self-centered beings who are so much involved in their personal fulfillment that they just forget their duty towards HUMANITY, EARTH and OTHER LIVING BEINGS.

ARE THESE SO CALLED MYSTICAL THINGS OVER RATED?

With the vast media coverage of all the events involving the BABAS and the spiritual practices, we are giving these renunciates a big uplift to promote their legacy. According to them, they don’t need it but they have not shown any hindrances as yet to stop them being projected as celebrities and holy lots.

I think our media should stop this. Our country has a record population of citizens who don’t work and we don’t need any more. It is going to affect our economy more. 40% of earning mass cannot support 60% of such spiritual mobs.

India has to grow more and for that everyone needs to work, not to search some liberation from it.

THE FINAL VERDICT

If given the full authority I would love to delete the sects in our religions which are so widely misunderstood that they create something so not human. We cannot come closer to god by denouncing our loved ones and all our responsibilities or having some crude forms of sexual pleasure.

OUR COUNTRY NEEDS TO GROW UP AS A WHOLE. SWAMI NITHYANANDA and may be more will not let us do that. I am not against their personal lives and believe me I was speaking in favor of NITHYANANDA till I came to know that he was involved in TANTRIC practices.

TANTRA VIDYAS and all such things will never make your presence closer to god. They cannot. The way in which they defy the rules of being a HUMAN are massive. They create a devil out of a man.

I hope everyone realizes this someday or the other.

TO BE A BELIEVER OF GOD DOESN’T REQUIRE ANY PAINS, IT IS A GIFT TO ALL OF US. WE CAME WITH IT. WE CAME WITH THE FAITH ON ALMIGHTY.

JUST NOURISH IT AND ONE DAY YOU WILL FEEL THAT, THE TIME YOU WERE BORN IN THIS WORLD WAS THE HOLIEST AWAKENING.

THIS WORLD IS A GIFT AND EVERYTHING AROUND IS YOUR GIFT!

…..amit mohan

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Refer my last post here on Life's Lovely Cradle too.

RAAVAN : A MUSICAL GRACEFULNESS

A.R. Rahman, Gulzar and Mani Ratnam team up again after GURU to create a musical brilliance in RAAVAN.

A.R. Rahman is not a rhythm maker, he is an experience. There is no escape from the hypnotic effect of his music. His music rises from one level to another defeating his previous music. It is relative to god of music competing with his own creations.

And then there is Gulzar, a poet of his own might and demands. Sometimes I think, only he could understand what was in his mind while penning down the verses but then the fact remains, the reverberations that he causes with the movement and pace of music is inevitable, animated and flushed with beauty and delicacy.

Last but not the least, Mani Ratnam, the gem of Indian Cinema proves how close he is to harmony again. If Roja was an appetizer; Dil Se, Bombay, Yuva and Guru were the high class main courses and now RAAVAN is the tastiest dessert anyone can feast upon.

Talking about the music album, RAAVAN consists of six stunning tracks.

1. BEERA, sung by Vijay Prakash and Mustafa Kutoane is the promotional track as seen in the first look of RAAVAN on televisions. It doesn't have a very extensive lyrical base. Sung to extol the character of RAAVAN portrayed by Abhishek. The word BEERA is repeated a number of times throughout the song but I am sure of one thing that in the next few months one is sure to hear the ringtone of various mobiles set up as BEERA. BEERA comes up from a Hindi word VEERA. The catchiest song and the best use of exhilarating music in the recent times.
   

Look for the line: "Janm na pooch, jaat na pooch,

Pooch jo pehchaan BEERA ka abhimaan hai,

Beera ke dus maathe Beera ke sau naam

Chere jo Beera ko…dhama dham dham…"

1. BEHNE DE, sung by Karthik has the true essence of Rahman's music and Gulzar's lyrics. A soft revolting song with varied pitches. The metaphoric lyrical radiance is the strong suit of this song.
   

1. THOK DE KILLI, sung by Sukhwinder Singh is again full of lots of energy and pumps you up whether or not you understand the real meaning of Gulzar's lines. One time listening will not satisfy your hunger of discovering the effects being produced by this track. It is highly stimulating and enriching. Sukhwinder Singh's voice adds the additional x-factor to the song.
   

   
   

2. RANJHA RANJHA, sung by Rekha Bhardwaj and Javed Ali is an extended version of the famous Punjabi poetry "ranjha ranjha kardi hun main, aape raanjha hoi". Gulzar adds his lines very intelligently to the historic lines and Rahman composes the music which acts as a catalyst to the overall bohemian upshot that the song produces. Rekha and Javed Ali sing the song brilliantly and with the equal craziness as required for singing such songs.
   

   
   

3. KHILI RE, again sung by Rekha Bhardwaj is a slow romantic song showing the grave emotion of separation. Rekha is the star of the song. Her voice passes through your ears, directly to your heart like a cold reliving breeze during a sunny afternoon.
   

   
   

4. KATA KATA, sung by Ila Arun, Sapna Awasthi and Kunal Ganjawalla is a marriage folk song. Ila and Sapna add the required feel to this traditional number. A beautiful song, wonderful to listen and has its own charm. It will be difficult to understand but a proper hear will let you make out the meaning and after the sense gets clear, the song just keeps on engaged.
   

   
   

As stated before, RAAVAN proves the intensity of the great maestros. Not like the recent trends in music, RAAVAN has songs based completely according to the requirement so it gets unconventional sometimes.

A must listen for all the true music lovers.

A journey of 25 days,
Journey with 3000 students,
Journey with 5 massive jolts,
Journey with 3 final destination holders.....

That was IMS League Belgaum 2010.


We, the constituents of IMS Belgaum team didn't sleep for a month just to make the event a success,

And our AWARD FOR TAKING ALL.......

THE SMILES ON THE FACES OF ALL THE STUDENTS OF BELGAUM.

THE METAL; THE ABUSE & THE CRAZE

I generally overlook my deep intentions to write about music because I feel that “MUSIC” has resemblance with something heavenly as it has the capacity to make or break your mood and it is hard to describe it in words but there is a little thought change that happened in my brain after listening to “a few” screams being recognized as music in today’s world.

SLIPKNOT is how they call themselves and SLIP + KNOT is how you can try to make out their intentions. Their screams are loud and piercing, sometimes resembling an ultrasonic sound which is beyond the audible frequency of human ears. They abuse you and they mask it in the deafening guitar strums and drum beats. Still they make people crazy because they make them believe that music is not only about feeling godly but also about feeling devilish. Humans were always blind followers of someone who stepped on a path different from the rest without recognizing whether the path is rational or insane. A group of creatures stand in front of them wearing some dirty masks on their faces and they turn up in a huge population just to hear some curses and abuses.

“CAN I HEAR SOME FUCKING NOISE, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS,” is what they say standing on the stage and the crowd enacts a pack and howls as if they are giving birth to some 666 incarnation right at the moment. I see that and I feel ashamed to be born as one of them.

God gave us birth to create beautiful things, nevertheless we are more than happy to feel like a MAGGOT and a BASTARD and a DOG.

KUDOS SPLIPKNOT and all the bands sharing qualities akin to them, you have proved that,

“JESUS EXISTED IN PAST BUT THE PAST IS ALWAYS A FUCKING PAST.”

random

Off late I have been working hard to prove something to myself that I can even work harder. Every night when I return from my office I still have some energy left which helps me to speak on phone and watch television and sometimes even surf (like today). But I need to work harder... so much that I just return have food and sleep off to wake up early next morning.

The office environment is more than just friendly, we are like family there. Though the earning is not satisfactory but there is job satisfaction when it comes to be happy with your work and the proper recognition.

I feel I found someone to protect. Probably will get a chance to repent now. :)

EXPLOSION...FIRE....TYRANNY....HATE...COCAINE...

Don't get confused! It is not one of my "creative" blog titles.

My daily habit forced me to visit the guardian's world news web page and these are the words from several extracts published there.

What has happened to everyone around? As a teacher of English Language, I tend to ask my students to figure out the connotations attached with the unfamiliar words so that the task of deducing their meaning becomes simple.
But now, I will have to equip myself to one better thing:

THERE ARE NO +VE WORDS SO ALL THE WORDS ARE EITHER -VE OR THEY DON'T EXIST.

I am not getting paranoid but the decision seems to be pragmatic when we see so much evil around us and we feel good just to write about them.

Few lines I wrote about this situation:

I was never worried about the evil,
I was told to be wary of the devil,
But then I spread my sight around,
And what I found was a rebound,
The world was not beautiful as expected,
It was not even world,
It was hell regenerated,
So I forgot my knowledge and started afresh,
Now I was also striving for bone, blood and flesh.

I agree, a day can not end without the devil's play but we can still try to reach the god' domain.

fakeer

9/11 or ATOM BOMB on H & N??

Amidst the cloud of hatred and irrationality, we are somewhere deceiving ourselves by trying to behave like humans, when the humanity was lost several years back, on the day when AMERICA bombed JAPAN.

It is a question for all who consider 9/11 to be the worst of all forms of terror attacks. Was it worse than the ARMAGEDDON faced by Hiroshima and Nagasaki???

In the A.D., there were people who had a prior sight of all these HAPPENINGS and they tried to convince every bit of humanity till their souls were parted from the flesh and bone they used to carry. Mahatama Gandhi asked all to follow non-violence and now he is scrutinized for doing this.

Think people," HAD IT BEEN A WORLD OF NON VIOLENCE, DO YOU THINK THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN ANY 9/11??"

I know you would never try to pay any attention as you were born with that EGO which is nothing but the SATAN breathing inside you.

I think I will start writing again!!

Now, this is some title I give to my blog after a period of 40 days.
I was stuck,
I was stirred,
I was pained,
I was petrified,
I was happy once and then,
I was sad again.


So, as you can get getting entangled in so many lovely turmoils; some emotional and some universal, I forgot my blog... So I return back to blog again, to pull my ashes and frame the words out of it, type it and claim the beauties of life which I enjoy..

LOVE,

amit ( fakir/rasputin)

fall by my side!!

can you see the dark me somewhere,
or just the curves and fines of my exterior,
look deep, look inside,
and if that's not your thing,
fall by my side,
and try to gauge your darkness by my side.
the truth will be blunt and parted,
and you will feel the beauty of the unseen and separated,
fall by my side,
and let the shadow own your pride!!!

I TOLD TO MYSELF," SEE, THIS IS WHAT I WANT!!!"

&

I RECEIVED IT. :)

LIKE... IMITATE....INABILITY

I like a few things around but just can't imitate them. U know that is the chief problem when it comes to people like me. We are so concerned about ourselves that we can try but can't learn the things in their soul eternity. We wish.... and the wish list goes on increasing till we just stop adding more to it and sometimes till we die.

Again a depressive talk... NO!! it is not. It is a realization and it is never late to stop in life for some seconds... stop breathing and feel yourself....

"why am I like this???"

Yes, pose this question in front of you.. it will hurt for some time and then you will find yourself in the greatest realm of reality... the wonderful moment where there is a SECRET RISE within you....

So as a band aid to the things which I needed to learn and I didn't; I write this post... some one will get benefited cause EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON... :)


(& I was talking about things which can be taken... never about copying the persona as a whole... )

IT REALLY HURTS!!

It really is very hurting when you love to do something and there is a severe drought in that part of the brain/heart which supports you to do the particular thing.

In my case, thing which makes me free is "writing" and since past four to five months or even more than that I am not in sync with the words and the chains of thoughts which help me pen down.

Is it loss of feelings, thoughts or is it just lack of time I devote to it?

Reasons can be many but the effect is one: IT HURTS ME.

Fakir returns ;)

Change the things now for better.
Fight the adversities.
Try to win.
Now or never!!! lolzz
What is this??
What kind of attitude is this??
Why can't we just accept things as how they are??

As Neal Donald Walsch mentions in his book "HAPPIER THAN GOD", be grateful for everything that you have. Try to cherish your failures.

You will get millions who celebrate their success, be different, make your failures Festive!!! :)


fakir (returns ;)

This is the story of me when I was a kid,
Story of my heart, which wanted to fly,
Fly like small jet birds along the multicolored sky,
Something inside wanted to befriend others creating a pattern,
And a brave heart with some true colors meant to scatter,
A resting branch of a lonely tree,
From where the view was a little dim and bright mostly.

This is the story of me when I was a kid,
When my dreams vibrated along with my imaginations,
And standing on the ground I used to fly...

FLY LIKE SMALL JET BIRDS ALONG THE MULTICOLORED SKY.

PISSED OFF

I MET FEW HERE THAT HAVE THE SUCKED OFF HABIT OF SHITTING (i.e. talking) BEHIND PEOPLE'S BACKS. SUCH CYNICAL A.H. ARE NOT AWARE OF SOMETHING THAT THEY ARE BOUND TO REMAIN AT THE BACK THROUGHOUT THEIR LIFE.

GUTLESS D.HEADS.


reasputin

A WASTEFUL :P DAY...

I woke up and had a bath, left for the office, arrived at the office and sat down... surfed the net.... went out for sometime.... came back....sat again.... had a chat with my friends and colleagues...had food and then went out....again came back and am still surfing the net...

SOMEONE SAID "IDLE MIND IS DEVIL'S HOME"... I think it is "WORLD WIDE WEB'S DOMAIN". LOLZZZ

SCAR FACE

Impulsive changes I supposed,

Were the weakening of the thoughts,

My face bore some scars,

With an abrupt chaotic heart.

There was a scream to call for my worth,

And a dream to be the world,

Met a few who laughed,

And even some who did care,

Walked the lane destined for me,

That ended up here.

It was a place alike,

Which did feature in my dreams,

But the blue image was unforeseen,

As it bore some scars I have never seen .

MISSING MY BABY KITTEN!!

I am missing my cat. It is 3 days and I haven't seen her. My work takes me away from her but the days we are together are the ones I wait for the entire week. Where is she now? I don't know but hope she comes back soon. Need to hug her and kiss her.

I love you Taaraa.

;)

I LOSE,
I LOSE,
I LOSE,
AND THEN I GET UP,
AGAIN TO LOSE.... ;)

THOUGHT!!!!

Is it some kind of fun or distress? The life is so misshaped and the pattern it follows is too debatable. Ponder into the matters and you will get scrutinized to such an extent that the life will never seem fructuous any more.

The fear lurks and we remain unconscious till it attacks.

DECAYING OF LOVE... SAVE IT!!!

It is not about how you want your love to shape your future but about how you can shape your love's future. In the long run we tend to forget the promises which we made to each other and more that that the ones we made to ourselves before falling in love.

As the day passes and few seasons change, the selfish nature which has been haunting man kind since its generation overtakes. Anything grows with time but love starts decaying. It is not that we no more love but we suddenly seem to hiding the most wonderful feeling in the closet we have made inside our heart.

The soul cause for all the broken relations which can never be reformed as once broken a knot appears and the knot always behaves as an obstacle, the one which can never be avoided.

So don't let the love decay... let it grow... let your promises be alive in you loved ones and then when the promises will reflect as tears of happiness, life will be more comfortable and worth living.

STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING!!

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

- Robert Frost

QA

question: HOW DO YOU WANT TO LIVE in a WORD????



answer: WEALTHY



(if u read... try to give an answer..... it was the question asked to AL PACINO in the movie CHINESE COFFEE..... his answer was "SPACE")

Once Again

Let me take a leap to the farthest of the stars,
Where no one can find me,
But I could find them all.....

Many a times I have thought to run away,
Run away from the fall,
But the vibration comes again,
And I find the sky, up and tall.....

Will it be right to stop the climb,
And start digging the earth,
If the heights are not what I was made for,
Let me have the greatest fall....

Let me fall down,
Where there is nothing so divine,
Where I could lye with things like me,
Breathing but no life at all.....

(depressed again)

:(

Tell me how to sustain the pressures,
I am bound by the webs,
The self created ones.

Need a force to cut it open.
To free me,
To release me.

Fallen and pierced,
No blood to bleed,
No screams to hear.

If you see me,
Just pick me up,
Let me live,
Need to see once the beauty of the world!!!


(depressed!!!!)

MORAF'S JOURNAL... 03/08/2009

Things can be straightened if they want to but what if something up above the sky or someone right in the heavens controlling you wants your life to be a bit more entangled and derailed.

I am happy sometimes and get confused most of the times. Do not ask me for reasons cause I have none.

There is a need for the circle to get completed as soon as possible so that some miseries end. No negatives involved here, just a little tired with all the fights, the battle of life and the war between what is good and what is not.

IT IS DEFINITELY VERY HARD TO BE A HUMAN!!!

rhyme!!! :O

sing little, oh! pretty bird,
let me first wash off this mud,
ask the peacock to wait for the rains,
dance when there are plenty of grains,
and oh! my dear black cloud having a small domain,
don't give my plants any strain....

and when they grow green,
the old will behave like a teen,
all will have a smile,
as the empty land will be full of food piles......

& thus I rhyme ... hearing the chyme..... don't laugh at it... if you don't like it... just BEAT IT!!....lolzzzz!!!

BREATHE THE DEATH!!!

dreams break,
aims change,
goals vary,
life remains.....

what you see,
sometimes you feel,
things heard,
may not be true,
sense then too remains......

thoughts can be minor,
beats can go low,
moves still remain.....


never feel lifeless cause there are things in you which will never die even when you are declared dead!!!!

Hope the answer works!!!

And then I asked myself the same question which Hamlet once asked:

"To be or not to be"

& someone replied: Be there to feel not to be felt!!!

"Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them. To die: to sleep;"

& the same someone said: nobler will be to accept the miseries of present and shape the future so that it does not carry any weapons against you.

something inside me stopped myself to go any further with Hamlet's question and to listen to whatever that "strange someone" had to say.....

"don't ask questions to life cause it can't be tamed,
it doesn't care for the numerous reasons it is blamed,
sooner or later you will have your opportunities to claim,
when life will seem to be more sane!!"

QUOTES FOR A LIFETIME!!!

1. I AM ALONE, I AM NOT LONELY!!

2. WHEN IT RAINS, A PART OF YOU NEEDS TO GET WET!!

3. LIFE IS SHORT & ALL THE TIME YOU GET IS LUCK!!

how true!!

COURTESY: HEAT (1995)

ps: salute to ROBERT DE NIRO & AL PACINO!!!

COMMENT!!

and wherever you are,
whatever you are,
in what part of tesseract you lie...
i feel your existence here...
around me...
so I too take the opportunity,
to express my love,
by saying what is needed to say,
I LOVE YOU FOREVER!!!...:D


my comment to : here & now

.................!!!!

Waited for so long to realize this....

till then... every tree needs money to be maintained properly,
river water needs to be taken care of,
fish needs to be fished....

& that needs money...
though money can't be eaten,
everything we eat needs money!!!!

I am so sorry.... i was just in state of contradiction... so contradicted the beautiful verse:

"Only after the last tree has been cut down.
Only after the last river has been poisoned.
Only after the last fish has been caught.
Only then will you find that
money cannot be eaten".

Prophecy of the Cree Native American Tribe.

courtesy: shekhar kapur's blog.

otherwise... I love the verse above!!!!

PS: I hate Rakhi Sawant and her stinky show....

BREAK DOWN NEWS!!!...

Listen guys & gals.... Rakhi Sawant "whatever" chor ke ja rahi hai.... lolzz....

How can NDTV imagine bend down so low to show these cuts in order to invite people to watch Rakhi's "whatever"...



ps: I think this "chor ke jaane" can lead to the SEASON 2.... probably then you all will accept me to be someone like "daruwalla".... :D

HAVE YOU MADE SOME PLANS OFF LATE???

" You know when does God actually smile... what is his favorite joke???


When he hears you making plans.... cause it is he who makes plans for you!!!!"




" Oh Lord!!! My love, my lovely lord.... why did I ever get sad... felt dejected when my plans were not successful though I always knew that you were the one who decided for me!!!"

& the BARTEK said....

"Seven hundred years have passed and still there is something missing in my life and the small place which belongs to me is not lively....

Seven hundred years have passed and still there is no sense of companionship....

Seven hundred years have passed and no one is alive to care for me in order to make me live more.....

Seven hundred years have passed and I have seen myself climbing records for being one of the oldest trees... but that is all.... still missing the "love", the bliss to fall.....

Seven hundred years will pass again and if you ask me... I will say.... don't want to live longer to show my oldness again.... the life so blank... empty of love... is just like my branches... empty of leaves.... dead like "death" is not the real pain... alive like being "dead" is like all the hell's punishment chains....

whispered the beautiful "Bartek", the Polish oak tree.

MORAF'S JOURNAL 21/07/09

What should I write?... lets begin from here.... had a long discussion on the difference between "ONLY WORK" & "PARTIAL WORK + INTELLIGENT PRESENTATION" with PAPA.

As usual PAPA had lots of experiences to share.... things being dug out from past and related to our topics of discussions. A great two hours discussions.

RESULT: There should be a perfect combination of work and presentation.

In the evening had the same conversation with a perfect stranger. Yes!! A PERFECT STRANGER.... suddenly it seemed as if we have known each other for so long....

HOW DID IT START??

Started with LUCY!!! Yes, Lucy, his dog... a true LABRADOR......beautifully black and soothingly shiny... friendlier than friendly!!! I loved her....

After discussing about different dog breeds we came upon an introduction and then later had the same discussion...

RESULT: IT IS BETTER TO BE A SMART WORKER RATHER THAN A WORKER!!!...:d

to bhaiyon aaj ke liye bas itna heen.... now just go and watch RAKHI KA WHATEVER>>>>lolzzz

A SPECIAL COMMENT!!!... LOLZZ

PS: NOT FOR ANYONE WHO "WORSHIPS", still, "MISS" RAKHI SAWANT.


I was watching this show... "RAKHI KA... WHATEVER"... & suddenly a thought struck me....

After this there will be... :

RAKHI KA DIVORCE....

& then...

RAKHI KA .... WHATEVER... SEASON 2....

I think it is possible cause I have seen Rakhi breaking off from his X-BF and then reuniting on the same day.... ON A NATIONAL NEWS CHANNEL...

So anything possible in Rakhi's planet....

Know what... can't even attach the pious word SWYAMVAR to Rakhi's name... have always used it after SITA ji... and now RAKHI.... no.... can't be so disgraceful....

chalo... u ppl watch SEASON 1.... and I will look forward to SEASON 2... :D...

MORAF'S JOURNAL 17/07/09

There is comfort everywhere as it should be.... I am being blessed with good home made food and lots of care and concerns..... the things which I missed in the past six months.... but the abundance of all these and many more is making me silence struck....

I am losing the habit of thinking every second of being alive....

Excessive happiness too makes you cry and that is what I am feeling now.... I want to cry.... probably am missing someone very close to my heart.... ya!! it is you..... just hope of sharing the same with you someday when we will be together!!!!

It feels really annoying why I am not trying to make any calls to you... probably cause am scared of your blunt and dumb reactions which am facing since yesterday!!!!!!!

Anyways.... feeling a little light now... :)

At home... I feel so saintly... no wrong thoughts... nothing wrong said or done.... i am silent... slow and BLANK....

Yes... blank..... after six big months.... i am blank now.... my brain was so tired of thinking millions of things at the same time....

BLISS TO BE BLANK.... BLESSED TO BE BACK HOME..... SMILING LIKE A BABY.... :)...

MORAF'S JOURNAL 14/07/09

It is 6:20 in the morning and I am sitting alone at the Vijaywada Railway Station viewing the crowd move by me.

There is a comforting breeze flowing around me making me a little more sleepy as I wait for the train to my home scheduled at 7:30 a.m.

I still think about pass sometimes, reminding myself of the mistakes I have done till date. So many years have passed that I have actually forgotten the causes of the tumble downs in my life. Now I just think ... "WHY?".

An old lady comes near me and asks for money in the local language. I just don't pay any attention. With time, I have learned the art of "futile ignorance". Let people feel that you are "DEAF".

"DREAM BIG, INVEST SMALL", what a banner holds for people reading it. A question....... no...... two questions strike me,

- What if a person is illiterate?? He can't read the banner then he should not even dream as he is not investing cause of lack of knowledge......

- Why can't we dream big without any investment???

TODAY WE HAVE TO BUY DREAMS TOO......

The train arrived , only ten minutes late..... in the context of IST, it is highly commendable for a public serving thing/person to arrive so early!!! I was expecting at least an hour delay.

People here don't seem to be friendly. I sit alone.

14/07/09.... the evening

A guy called Sunny, seems to me like my past... he starts the conversation and while talking he makes me feel special by really acknowledging all my advices.

Suddenly the whole not so friendly environment seems to be very cool and familiar. Everyone is interested in talking to me.... We start exchanging numbers too... Probably future holds some good companionship.

I meet a guy called Rajeev at around 8:00 pm and we straightaway gel with each other.... with the same style of mockery and the "pun intended" kind of statements. His one liners are likable and there are smiles everywhere.

Its late now.... have spent most of the time talking to a fellow passenger Rahul who is doing his B.Tech from NIFT Delhi. We talk about software's and languages, discuss about projects and the future plans.....

My body is stressed out now.... need to get some sleep....

MORAF'S JOURNAL 12/07/09

I felt the anxiety again....
Somewhere something is troubling me... probably the failures of all the expectations...
I know it is not the right thing to link all the not so expected events with the events going to happen in future but then I was helpless....
So finally felt scared too....
(linking my H.V. marks with the upcoming results of DSP & OpAmp)

Spent the day searching for some job opportunities... the time makes me realize what people feel when they strive for a job and don't get one....

My policies force me to work... so making use of the precious present moment went to meet the head of the institute where am going to be appointed as a trainer.

Good... not bad indeed!!!

Had a talk with Prasad a few minutes ago when he actually related to me the incident where he was abused by his Boss in a very not so acceptable fashion ... this made me ask whether this was one of the policies of the corporate sectors that you have to take all the bull shits and mean while remain silent...

Was happy to hear that it was not at all like that.... his silence was his own wish and probably the moment's demand....

"jab mummy ka chehra dekha".... the statement of the day....

The guy left a nice growth job in one of the big players in industry cause he felt the fear on his mom's face... the fear of losing her only son!!!!

Bravo!!!!!

What else.... nothing much... life for me is still stuck up and probably the time will also stick for the next two days.... when I will travel to my home....

ANYWAYS.... JOURNEY HAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL END.... CAUSE THE DESTINATION IS "HOME"......

WILL TRY TO PEN DOWN ALL THE EXPERIENCES OF JOURNEY ... :D


NOW IT IS GOING TO BE FUN... SUDDENLY I REALIZED.... A HELL LOT OF NEW EXPERIENCES AND NEW PEOPLE TO MEET....


moraf!!!!

APOLOGY & "THE" WISH

I NEED TO APOLOGIZE TODAY.....


for being so impulsive,
forgetting the things that you have given me,
ignoring the opportunities given to me,
negating the positives in my life,'
and above all....

CURSING YOU FOR THE PROBLEMS IN MY LIFE....

I know you will forgive me or might have forgiven me the same time but my conscience did not allow me to stay back with the wrongs uttered by me for you.

You love me lord and that is the reason why you want to protect me... and the way in which you protect may seem to be disguised at some times but then finally it comes out to be the most comfortable one ever experienced....

ONE MORE WISH....

PLEASE RENDER ME A SECOND CHANCE TO MEND EVERYTHING WRONG IN MY LIFE........

(one wish I should have made years before.... but then life starts when you want it to.... so today I start a new life with a new wish..... and the ultimate one....)

PS: see whether this wish is needed by you or not!!

SUGGEST A PERFECT TITLE... I AM UNABLE TO....

Hope you know dear son,

Father loved u all,

Time didn’t allow,

Else had told this,

When you were small…..

Oh my darling little kid,

See the scars now,

These were born before you,

Working in the town….

Does my tummy resemble a belly?

This used to be small,

People called me a skeleton doll,

When I worked to feed you all…..

Baby now I lie here,

Eyes still open wide,

People feel I lasted my breath,

Though till I am undergoing an emotional tide.

Before you bury your dad,

Need to have a promise from all,

The death has given me innocence,

Which birth gave you all,

So promise me my son,

You will grow my memories TALL…

The papa died and the son cried…. That was it all…..

He never heard the dead soul’s mourn,

Remained unaware of his dad’s last call…….

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

- Robert Frost