'While deluded, one is called a common mortal,
but once enlightened, he is called a Buddha.'
The Bodhi tree is symbolic of divine knowledge.
Lord Buddha attained Boddhisattva
under the branches of this tree.
Inviting like mindedpeople to share views on
happiness, life, karma and spirituality.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
The naked man
Saturday, December 8, 2007
An ode to the Taj Mahal
"What is love, I do not know. But that by its power, a king gave away his throne".
So apt. So touching. I remember the first time I visited the Taj Mahal, on the marble steps of the tomb a friend recited a few lines which have remained etched in my memory....
"Thousand years from now
When I shall be all but dust and sand,
At the sound of your voice
I will rise again."
Rabindranath Tagore has described Taj as a tear drop on the cheeks of time...God bless their true love
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Contemporary human values in a materialistic society
I am thinking aloud for a minute. Where is the starting point for all this?As a society where are we learning from? (At this stage I am not questioning what are we learning?)What is influencing my ideas, knowledge, behaviour and values? Are these influences the culprits? Let us try and analyse them. Here I am speaking purely from my own experiences. In a decreasing order of importance most of the stimuli comes from the Television, Print media (News paper, very little from magazines), My office environment, Home or family, Colleagues/friends, Books, Internet, Radio, Internet, Products and services available in the market. It is directly proportional to the time spent on that activity/in that environment.
Am I aware of these stimuli which is reaching me without my knowledge? Not really. With each passing day there is garbage being pumped into my mind/life. I am absorbing all of it. Some I keep some I discard. So much of all this trash is reaching me that I need a higher processing capability to sort out these stimuli. So instead of spending time and sorting out these stimuli, I let them remain. And so the garbage stays. My mind has become a cockatil of tons of useless information. Television is a mixed bag! Print media is a mixed confused bag of information. Advertisments give confused messages. Society is disconnected from entertainmnet and media. The western concept of Marketing has completely taken over life. All mass communication is exxaggeration, misleading and incorrect. There are too many unwanted magazines on the stands...There is just toooo much of information.
It is time for the society to clean up. Clean up and minimise. It is time for the society to move back to a spartan life. Minimise our material possessions, minimise our activities that fill the day, consolidate human existence, consolidate society and relationships. It is time for each one of us who constitute the society to look in. We are all being driven by the external world. Life like a car is driven inside-out and not outside-in. It is time to spend some quality time inside ourselves. The answers lie within us.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Happy Birthday To Me!!!
It is my birthday today. One more year gone past. Does one look forward or back ward? Certainly forward. But there are learning's from the past, and events and associations and feelings and so many moments of life which one wants to cherish. So birthday is a mixed bag of feelings. Of the days gone past which will never come back and the future...the unknown, what lies ahead in life.
For me it is a day to enjoy myself with the family-parents, brother and husband. I owe my being alive, and whatevere I am to my family. For the constant love and caring they have shown. For their courage and support. God has given me life for which I am very greatful to him, but family has given me an identity.
I don't beleive in making resolutions. One does not have to wait for a birthday or a newyear to change what is not correct in one's life.
I owe it to myself to constantly improve my self, my life and keep myself happy. My happiness is my responsibility. If anyone else adds to it I am greatful to him/her. If anyone subtracts from happiness/makes me unhappy I forgive the person. This attitude helps me keep a balanced outlook to life. On my birthday I am filled with a deep sense of gratitide to the Universe for my existence.
An attitude of gratitude is what I ask of God. My birthday present from God....Pleaseee bring peace to the world and tons of happiess and health to all.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
What is...will not be
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Shubh Deepavali
Deepavali is an Indian festival, celebrated by the Hindu's. It is also extremely popular as the festival of lights all over the Asian sub-continent. According to the Hindu calendar, Deepavali falls on Kartik Amavasya usually in October or November. It symbolises the victory of good over bad. According to Hindu Mythology, Lord Ram and his wife Sita returned home after 14 years of exile.
Deepavali means loads of activities which start almost a month before. It is a good time for all the families to clean their homes, plan for the sweets, clothes and other shopping!!!
On Deepavali day, all are decked in new clothes and there is a lot of excitement in the air. Night time is for lighting the oil lamps, candles, bursting crackers and the traditional Lakshmi Puja followed by a round of gambling (it is considered auspicious). I particularly like decorating the main entrance of my house with colourful Rangloi made of flowers and dry colours.
People say that things change as we grow old. But for me the excitement, enthusiasm and fun during Deepavali has remained unchanged. I eagerly look forward to it every year and feel the blues when Deepavali is over. It suddenly feels like...ohhh ...one more long year to wait for the next Deepavali!!!! Wishing everyone a fun-filled, happy and prosperous Diwali.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Karma
THE DOCTRINE OF KARMA AS DEFINED IN VEDANTA
Connected to Hindu ethics is the Doctrine of Karma or the Doctrine of Cause and Effect. According to this doctrine, good deeds done on earth bring good results and bad deeds bad results. Suffering and enjoyment in this life or hereafter are caused by one’s bad and good deeds, or Karma, done in the past. God is not responsible for one’s suffering or enjoyment.
Simple yet profound. And yet if it is so simple, why doesn't masses of humanity believe in it? Or is it just a sales pitch given by the early scholars to sell religion? There are no answers.
Lord Buddha in his state of meditation went into a deep trance and narrated his various births. These stories are know as the Jatak Tales. In acute agony during his meditation, Lord Buddha groaned...."where is the freedom? Where is the freedom from Karma?". I shudder when ever I think of his statement. If Lord Buddha could not free himself of Karma, what am I? A mere ignorant soul. There is no freedom from Karma!!!
Who decides what is a good or bad Karma? Nobody. It is the conscience (niti) and the consequence that seperates the good from the bad. Arjun on the battle field of Kurukshetra asked Lord Krishna, "All these are my relatives. How can I fight them? How can I kill them?". In answer to his question, Lord Krishna said, "You are a king. A ruler. Your first responsibility is towards your people. Each one of us is born with a niyat (inherent) karma. To kill his prey is the niyat Karma of a Lion. It is not good or bad. It is just his Karma. To protect and nurture a baby is the niyat Karma of a mother. There is nothing good or bad in it. Hence to protect your Kingdom from these people is your duty. It is your Karma".
Arjun followed his Guru, Lord Krishna and did what he was told to do. But what has happened to all of us? Why has the World forgotten this doctrine of Karma? Why are we so insensitive to the consequences of our own actions. The law of Karma says it all comes back to you. The good and the bad.
Hugh Prather has written in his book,'Notes to myself', "People connect my actions with the results. They are unable to judge my actions in isolation of the results. But at this moment I must act, because at this moment I don't know of the results."
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Cntrl+alt+del
is a riyad or a yen. Of no use. You are still poor. All my knowledge is bookish or corporate. Unwanted and useless. Burden, just like unwanted wealth. God only knows what all is there in this garbage that I have accumulated over the years. Tons of templates, emails, notes and processes. Just want to shed this unwanted flab of knowledge. Tiers of fat which has got formed around my mind. Making it slow. Like the tiers of fat around the waist. Making a person slow. Don't know of any technique cntrl+alt+del and the mind is clean. Clean and empty to allow some fresh air and light!
Your eyes say so many things....otherwise unsaid
Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the Gates of Gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
"Life is done, but what is death?
"Then, in answer to the king,
Fell a sun beam on his ring,
"Even this shall pass away."
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Creative Visualisation
Time to get life back on the tracks. Not worth the crib. Time to move forward in life. Bitterness is not my style. I am born optimist. Always positive. It is like being healthy. It is natural. Illness is unnatural. So is negativity. I treat life like a child. Try not hurry and nothing to worry. Need to loosen up a bit. Time to do some creative visualisation, a technique proposed by Shakti Gwain. The trick is to visualise something that you want. And go into the finer details. The more details one visualises, the closer you are to the object. Very relaxing. They say that when you visualise something, the entire universe starts working to bring that object into your life. It is a positive affirmative technique. I would love to be in Goa right now. Sitting on my favourite beach-Vagator with my husband. Just the two of us. The beach is very unusual. When one is sitting on the rocks, the sea waves are at the human eye level. You suddenly feel as if you are actually sitting under the waves. Towards one side of the beach is a short hill, over looking the sea. Amazing sight. In the dissappearing light of the evening sun, the sea, the moutain and the beach all turn strange colours. Blue, then orange and then purple. Gradually people start leaving the beach. It becomes silent. As time passes, it grows darker and more quite. One can hear the stray dogs barking. Silence....listen to the sound of the waves....soothing, rythmic consistent in its range. Gradually it all fades away into the night. The sea, the beach and the hill are all engulfed in the darkness of night.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Work
Einstein has said, "If someone feels that they had never made a mistake in life, then it means they had never tries a new thing in their life."
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Shakti
Friday, October 12, 2007
An excerpt from "The Bridges of Madison County"-Robert James Waller
We meet people because its is destined. Else in the canteen of our office, we could have missed each other by a few seconds. I could have been introduced to someone else. Known someone else. As said in the book "One", "there exist infinite worlds and there is a chance that we can land in any one of them." A universe which does not recognise Earth-time gifted us those few seconds.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Finding the silence zone
Silence is precious. Don't loose it in this cacophony of sound inside and outside. Look at a ferocious tiger living in the jungles of Afrika. With all its feline grace and power, it looks so much more relaxed than most of us living in large cities. We have made god's paradise (our world) a noise choked hell. Phone, TV, Computer, Work, Traffic...the list is endless. Humanity has become slave to science- tense, worn out and irritable. The whole world is talking about pollution, global warming and melting ice-plates. But what about some silence? Please.....
Friday, October 5, 2007
Vedanta-The Eternities
"Few realise that the greatest contributions of humanity can never compensate for the largesse of nature. All the material work you can offer is immaterial. Yet every body hurries and worries about his work. Your approach to life should be to just do what your ought to do. This is the begining and end of your obligations. You are not to brood over or become excited about your duty and responsibility. Your real duty in life is to remain self-poised and self-pleased. Your primary service to the world, your religious duty is to keep yourself peaceful and cheerful. To be sorrowful and miserable is a social, moral and religious crime. You ought not to spread the disease of melancholy to your fellow beings. Instead rejuvenate their health with joy and happiness. This attitude must blend with work.
The moment you are born the good world provides you with everything you need. Oxygen to breath, mother's milk, the right temperature outside and inside and countless other things. You become totally indebted to the world. You must therefore maintain a sense of gratitude through your life.
The German scholar Arthur Schopenhauer has said: It is difficult to find happiness in onself but it is impossible to find it anywhere else.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr has described it more exiquistely:
For him in vain the envious seasons roll
Who bears eternal summer in his soul."
Be cheerful and have a great day.
A Poem by Theodre Tilton - This too shall pass away
Just sharing some statistics with the visitors to my blog- there is an average of 2 hits per day on my blog because someone somewhere is searching for this poem!!!! Also this poem, complete in all respects is only available on my blog, nowhere else on the net (I think so). I have tried searching it myself but was unable to find it.
My only request to all those who visit my blog for this poem, please take time and read through the write-ups I have on blog. It is a promise you will not be disappointed.
This Too Shall Pass Away
Once in Persia reigned a King,
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance,
Fit for every change and chance.
Solemn words, and these are they;
"Even this shall pass away."
Trains of camels through the sand
Brought him gems from Samarcand;
Fleets of galleys through the seas
Brought him pearls to match with these;
But he counted not his gain,
Treasures of mine or main;
"What is wealth?" the king would say;
"Even this shall pass away."
Mid the revels of his court,
At the zenith of his sport,
When the palms of all his guests,
Burned with clapping at his jests,
He, amid his figs and wine;
Cried, 'O loving friends of mine;
Pleasures come, but not to stay;
"Even this shall pass away"
Lady, fairest ever seen,
Was the bride he crowned his queen.
Pillowed on his marriage bed,
Softly to his soul he said:
Though no bridegroom ever passed;
Fairer bosom to his breast,
Mortal flesh must come to clay-
"Even this shall pass away"
Fighting on a furious field,
Once a javelin pierced his shield;
Soldiers, with a loud lament,
Bore him bleeding to his tent.
Groaning from his tortured side,
"Pain is hard to bear," he cried;
"But with patience, day by day,
Even this shall pass away.
Towering in the public square,
Twenty cubits in the air,
Rose his statue carved in stone.
Then the king, disguised, unknown,
Stood before his sculptured name,
Musing meekly: "What is fame?"
Fame is but a slow decay;
Even this shall pass away.
Struck with palsy, sore and old,
Waiting at the Gates of Gold,
Said he with his dying breath,
"Life is done, but what is death?"
Then, in answer to the king,
Fell a sun beam on his ring,
"Even this shall pass away."
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Autum sun, dry leaves and the tree.
Years have gone by since we saw the tree. Busy life. No time to go back and recapture the magic of the mountain and the tree. It all feels very far away. Don't know if the tree is still there. The memory of that beautiful holiday remains carved in our memory. The "IntelligentTree" from the back garden of the far far away hill resort is our own little secret from the world. Work, family, responsibilties take away precious time. No free time to sit and gaze around doing nothing. And life passes by.
Precious seconds of life slip by unnoticed just like grains of sand. How much ever we wish to hold the sand in our hands, it slips by.
The "IntelligentTree" lingered in both our minds, it still is there.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
'IntelligentTree' now available on Blogger@google.
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