PART 20 – FASTING – IT HAPPENS; IS NEVER DONE - PROSTITUTE ON FASTING
Dear Madam,
Then, what about fasting?
Dear my son,
Breathing, one can’t drink.
Drinking, one can’t breathe.
Seeking or pursuing
Sincerely and selflessly,
Naturally, all other things will
Fall and fail.
There happens one’s fasting.
That is how the hens
Brooding over the eggs.
As if it is in fasting.
So, dear my son,
Fasting happens;
Is never done.
Is never commanded
To be done.
Dear my son,
The cause that you really pursue
Will naturally get to be fasting.
To embrace and while in embrace
You will be fasting, undressed.
Especially if you don’t get split
And if you are not
Disillusioned and mislead
In between
For the reason of
Darkness of ignorance.
Dear my son,
The fasting that is done,
And that doesn’t happen,
Is done in the darkness
Of commands
Or promises or threats.
It is a punishment
Undergone in advance.
It is not fasting.
Fasting is ones’ blossoming.
Fasting is because one realizes.
Fasting is one's embracing his love
Dear my son,
Any one fasting because
He is asked or commanded
Can’t have and can’t, thereby, gear up
Any kind of his seeking and pursuits.
He is like the water that is cold.
It can’t send the vapors up
Just because it is not hot and boiling.
With the heat of his own
Seeking and pursuit.
Fasting is a prayer combined with effort,
Naturally happening.
Fasting is uncovering and undressing
Just because one happens to really know that
The covers and dresses will deny
The real sight and flight,
Skin to skin touch and feel.
*********** *********
Dear my son,
That which is done is done
To nourish and nurture
One’s selfish motives and desires.
It can’t get him plugged
Into the current and source of current.
There he may try to get ironed,
Making him an iron box.
But nothing will get ironed
Just for the reason
That he is not plugged into
Current and source of current.
Dear my son,
That which happens is happening
When one is really selfless,
Sprouting and fasting in spontaneity,
As plugged into and with the whole.
Selflessly being able to see and know.
Really plugged into the current and its source.
Dear my son,
In and with current is one’s real pursuit.
And if this fasting doesn’t happens,
The way it has to spontaneously,
It is just because one is not able
To be in love with his love
And is disillusioned by ignorance
To desire for that which is external,
The ornaments and properties.
******** *******
Dear my son,
Fasting will happens, when
Unwanted and unimportant
Wither away, quiet naturally,
Without any force exerted
Than its own force from within.
Just as a way to avoid the obstruction
To pursue, reach be one with the real, the whole.
Just as the flowing stream
Either flow over or divert its flow
When there comes any obstruction.
Fasting happens
When one’s own inner force
Get exerted by itself
To break the shell and be emancipated
To be one with the whole and all
To reach its target, the real nest.
Fasting happens:
The way wants and desires
Fears and threats,
Created by ignorance and illusions,
Melt away.
The way darkness vanish
With the light flowing in.
Dear my son,
Fasting happens
When one is really bewitched
By his love, God, to stand still,
Doing nothing and craving for nothing,
Embarrassed and looking only at his love
As if he needs only his love, nothing else,
Stopping him from all what he was doing,
Without needing any one
To ask and decide him to abstain from any.
Dear my son,
Such your pursuits will lead you
To a path very different
Making you forget and forsake
All your past with all its habits and wants
And that will become your fasting.
Just because you are for and after your love
And just because you are chasing
That which is important to you.
So, to be fasting, you will have
The thirst to fast,
Which you can’t resist.
Dear my son,
Fasting happens when you turn yourself
To be a window enabling you to see
What all you thought important
Were not important
And were of only misleading you
From your chasing your real love.
Dear my son,
Here fasting will happen,
Without you intending purposefully,
Without any one’s command for that
And without any one’s promise or threat
To do so.
Dear my son
Fasting happens
The way seeds sprout
The flowers blossom
And it will become
The way and flow of life,
The present and current.
Fasting happens
Only as part of accomplishing
The mission
And only for accomplishing
The mission.
Dear my son,
Fasting happens
Not because of any imposition from without
But will happen
Because it is from within
As the feel and need of within
As it is the breathing
Required for you spiritual life and height.
Messages for such fasting, dear my son,
Are ingrained in any one’s own inner soul.
And one’s inner soul is the real messenger,
Guiding him to seek and grow to its potential
And to the level to reach one’s real love.
And dear my son,
And this fasting will happen,
And it won’t need, for sure,
Any message from without.
Dear my son
It is because of these ingrained messages
The whole universe exist, flow and dance
And the migrating birds migrate.
*********** ********
Dear my son,
My love towards my love (God)
Is my seeking and going after him.
It is quiet ordinary and natural to and for me
Any other thing become less important,
And, thereby, forget and forsake
Those which are not important.
So, thus and there is my fasting.
It is like a thief‘s running for his life.
It will happen like a deer’s running
When chased by lion.
Any other thing will be
Forgotten and forsaken
In the run for life,
In one’s pursuit of and for his love.
That is how the real loving one lives
As if only in fasting.
In his run, he won’t even know
That he was wounded
With thorns or glass pieces.
He won’t know
That he did not eat or drink.
His attention will be to the level
That he won’t see and remember
Anything and anyone else
Other than his love, life.
Dear my son, so,
Till I reach safe in my love,
My nest,
I will be fasting only.
Fasting the way I fly
And flying the way I fast.
Running and running
For my only cause, my love.
Forgetting and forsaking
Everything, in my way,
For him.
Dear my son,
I don’t follow and seek my love
And I can’t follow and seek my love
Just because I am asked
By some other.
I can’t’ cry and complain for my love
The way some other has done,
Emulating and imitating.
Rather, as the one who really loves
I will not know I am fasting while I fast
That I am hungry and exhausted
While I am hungry and exhausted.
To me what will matter is
My seeking and reaching
My love
To be one with her, my God.
To reach the ocean
Of my love, my God.
********** **********
So, dear my son,
Fasting happens
If you are really in love
And are really in search of him
And never have to make it happen
By doing as asked and commanded
By any other or scriptures.
It happens in every eager waiting for your love.
Selflessly, because of your love.
It happens in each and every your pursuit.
It happens for your loving mother
When she is sick.
You will fast for her health,
Running for her medicine and treatment,
Without any one needing to ask you to do so.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
TO LOVE MEANS TO PRAY - PROSTITUTE ON LOVE & PRAYER - MY LOVE MY GOD – PART 19
(CONTINUED)
PART – 7
Dear my son,
Knowledge unaccompanied by and with love,
And its fruits mercy and compassion,
Will not be effective and useful.
Rather, it will be dangerous and misleading.
Such ones with such knowledge
Won’t be really knowledgeable
Enabling them to know themselves.
Power unaccompanied by and with love,
And its fruits mercy and compassion,
Will not be effective and useful.
Rather, it will be dangerous and misleading.
Such ones with such power
Won’t be really powerful,
Able to have their own control.
*********** **********
Dear my son,
My love (my God) is not an untold story.
And my love (my God) is not a picture in imagination,
Not draw-able and never drawn by any hand.
It is not the grape in picture,
Never quenching the thirst
It is he, my love,
The only story told everywhere
And readable from any where.
It is he, my love,
The only picture seen and lived everyday
In the forms and frames of universes and microcosms
It is he, my love,
The story behind the making of this universe and microcosms.
It is he, my love,
The only picture, as beautiful and grand as this universe.
It is he, my love,
The only force behind each and every arrow send out.
It is he, my love,
The only eye that decides directions of the arrows sent out.
It is he, my love,
The only force with which arrows are moving forward.
It is he, my love,
The back bone of present and current, life.
It is he, my love
The soul of rivers that shapes and makes them flow.
It is he, my love,
The rhythm and tune that make music sound beautiful.
It is he, my love,
The window that gives seeds its space to sprout.
It is he, my love,
The fate maker and decider.
And It is he, my love,
The creator, sustainer and destroyer.
************** *********
Dear my son,
It is he my love everywhere.
I feel and touch him everywhere, every time.
The whole universe and this world is
Framed and filled only with my love.
Still, dear my son,
No one sees and feels my love
Even when they, unknowingly,
Feel, see and experience only my love.
Just because my love is
Colorless, formless and transparent.
My love reaches everywhere, everyone
Without being reached and caught
By anyone, anywhere.
************** *********
Dear my son,
It is just like one can’t see his own eyes.
It is jus like one can’t know
What he is seeing is with his own eyes
Unless he closes his eyes.
**************** ********
So, dear my son,
To be able to swim and bathe in my love
And to be able to breath and drink only my love
To engulf me with love
And to cause from me the overflow
Only of love and compassion,
Am I waiting for my death.
That will close my eyes
To let me know that
It was my eyes, my love,
That I was seeing.
It was my eyes that made me
See my love.
It was with my love, my eyes,
I was seeing anything and everything
That I loved.
And to enable me to enter into my love,
To make whole my being and body
Filled and framed only with love,
With the being of my love.
To make the whole universality
My being and body,
One and the same.
To make me not a different being
From my love
Or from this whole universality,
The frame and body of my love.
And to let me know that
I was the soul and body of my love,
This universality and life.
********** *********
Dear my son,
I care for my love more than me.
No where and no time
I can be without him.
I love my love
To surround and suffocate me
With his fullness and omnipresence
With his might and magic of omnipotence.
******** ********
Dear my son,
I can’t require for anything more
With those prayers of needs,
Taught by the preachers and priests,
The prayers that originate
From fear and desire of ignorance
The prayers that originate
From the feel of imperfection,
Looking as if I don’t know my love,
As if my love doesn’t know me,
As if I am different and separate from my love,
As if my love, keeping everything with him,
Did not or does not give what I need dearly.
************ **********
Dear my son,
My love is my nest
Wherein my soul takes shelter
Without having to have
Any other choice.
Dear my son
To my love I am its nest
Wherein my love will take shelter
Without having to have
Any other choice.
Dear my son,
I care and want to care my love
In the way I care myself
For not having to have any other choice.
*********** **********
Dear my son,
One can like,
As he can dislike too.
Likes and dislikes are made
For and with conditions and reasons.
********** ********
Dear my son,
Love mine is to myself.
Love mine is to my love.
One can love only himself.
One can love only his love.
Because love to oneself, his love, only
Can be with no conditions and reasons.
********* *********
Dear my son,
One may happen to like or dislike.
One may happen to hate or fight.
Just because of his love to himself.
To save and serve him, his love.
Than to love oneself, his love,
One has no other go.
And love as a word, in this way,
Has no opposite too.
Just for the reason
Love is for no reason.
And just for the reason
Love, for any reason,
Has no start and end.
********* ***********
Love is the inner soul and outer form
Of being and being-ness
Love is the core and meaning of
The current and present.
*************
Dear my son,
My love better knows me
And is with no condition on me.
My love is my God, my soul.
With the confidence I have in him
I can’t tell him
That I know better than him.
With the assurance I have of him
I can’t ask him anything for
To mean and say that
He didn’t know what I knew
Or he didn’t give what I need.
********* ********
Dear my son,
I talk with him whenever I feel,
With no barriers of time and space
In the tone and way my own
With the tongue and content my own
With no question of fear and forethought.
And with no question of having for me and my love
Any different tone and tongue
********* *********
Dear my son,
When in real love
I can’t get even a fraction of second
To be away from my love,
And can’t spend one single moment
Without talking to him
Or without being plugged in him.
All the energy I have is
The energy he gives
Or send through me.
I am heated up, because
He is there behind me connected.
I have all the great knowledge and confidence.
He is capable of making me lack nothing
And to fill in me with all
What I have, don’t have
And what I need.
So is my prayer to him,
Neither with a claiming tone,
To mean that
I know of my needs than
My God, my love,
Nor with a tone of complaint or allegation,
To mean that
He, God, my love, did not equip me
With what I need in my life and after.
********* **********
Dear my son,
I don’t pray to my love
The way priests and preachers do
For listing don’t haves
And to put blame to be wrong
To ill-equip me.
Dear my son
My prayers is with two submission
First, I know not better of my needs
Second, I know not better than my love,
To whom I pray.
My prayer is my feel for my love,
My God.
My prayer is the vapors that go up from me
When I am really boiled with heat of and feel for him.
I can’t help, dear my son, but pray to my love.
*********** *******
Still, dear my son,
Tell me why I should make prayer,
The way preachers and priests do,
Using the tongue and content alien to me,
Especially if I am sure
That my love has well-equipped me.
If, my love gives and fills in me
With all what I need
Without waiting for one my complaint
Or without waiting for me to list
My complaints.
Dear my son,
So, am I breathing in and out
Only my love.
As I never know better than my love
Who gave me and filled in me
With all what I need as my entitlements.
PART – 7
Dear my son,
Knowledge unaccompanied by and with love,
And its fruits mercy and compassion,
Will not be effective and useful.
Rather, it will be dangerous and misleading.
Such ones with such knowledge
Won’t be really knowledgeable
Enabling them to know themselves.
Power unaccompanied by and with love,
And its fruits mercy and compassion,
Will not be effective and useful.
Rather, it will be dangerous and misleading.
Such ones with such power
Won’t be really powerful,
Able to have their own control.
*********** **********
Dear my son,
My love (my God) is not an untold story.
And my love (my God) is not a picture in imagination,
Not draw-able and never drawn by any hand.
It is not the grape in picture,
Never quenching the thirst
It is he, my love,
The only story told everywhere
And readable from any where.
It is he, my love,
The only picture seen and lived everyday
In the forms and frames of universes and microcosms
It is he, my love,
The story behind the making of this universe and microcosms.
It is he, my love,
The only picture, as beautiful and grand as this universe.
It is he, my love,
The only force behind each and every arrow send out.
It is he, my love,
The only eye that decides directions of the arrows sent out.
It is he, my love,
The only force with which arrows are moving forward.
It is he, my love,
The back bone of present and current, life.
It is he, my love
The soul of rivers that shapes and makes them flow.
It is he, my love,
The rhythm and tune that make music sound beautiful.
It is he, my love,
The window that gives seeds its space to sprout.
It is he, my love,
The fate maker and decider.
And It is he, my love,
The creator, sustainer and destroyer.
************** *********
Dear my son,
It is he my love everywhere.
I feel and touch him everywhere, every time.
The whole universe and this world is
Framed and filled only with my love.
Still, dear my son,
No one sees and feels my love
Even when they, unknowingly,
Feel, see and experience only my love.
Just because my love is
Colorless, formless and transparent.
My love reaches everywhere, everyone
Without being reached and caught
By anyone, anywhere.
************** *********
Dear my son,
It is just like one can’t see his own eyes.
It is jus like one can’t know
What he is seeing is with his own eyes
Unless he closes his eyes.
**************** ********
So, dear my son,
To be able to swim and bathe in my love
And to be able to breath and drink only my love
To engulf me with love
And to cause from me the overflow
Only of love and compassion,
Am I waiting for my death.
That will close my eyes
To let me know that
It was my eyes, my love,
That I was seeing.
It was my eyes that made me
See my love.
It was with my love, my eyes,
I was seeing anything and everything
That I loved.
And to enable me to enter into my love,
To make whole my being and body
Filled and framed only with love,
With the being of my love.
To make the whole universality
My being and body,
One and the same.
To make me not a different being
From my love
Or from this whole universality,
The frame and body of my love.
And to let me know that
I was the soul and body of my love,
This universality and life.
********** *********
Dear my son,
I care for my love more than me.
No where and no time
I can be without him.
I love my love
To surround and suffocate me
With his fullness and omnipresence
With his might and magic of omnipotence.
******** ********
Dear my son,
I can’t require for anything more
With those prayers of needs,
Taught by the preachers and priests,
The prayers that originate
From fear and desire of ignorance
The prayers that originate
From the feel of imperfection,
Looking as if I don’t know my love,
As if my love doesn’t know me,
As if I am different and separate from my love,
As if my love, keeping everything with him,
Did not or does not give what I need dearly.
************ **********
Dear my son,
My love is my nest
Wherein my soul takes shelter
Without having to have
Any other choice.
Dear my son
To my love I am its nest
Wherein my love will take shelter
Without having to have
Any other choice.
Dear my son,
I care and want to care my love
In the way I care myself
For not having to have any other choice.
*********** **********
Dear my son,
One can like,
As he can dislike too.
Likes and dislikes are made
For and with conditions and reasons.
********** ********
Dear my son,
Love mine is to myself.
Love mine is to my love.
One can love only himself.
One can love only his love.
Because love to oneself, his love, only
Can be with no conditions and reasons.
********* *********
Dear my son,
One may happen to like or dislike.
One may happen to hate or fight.
Just because of his love to himself.
To save and serve him, his love.
Than to love oneself, his love,
One has no other go.
And love as a word, in this way,
Has no opposite too.
Just for the reason
Love is for no reason.
And just for the reason
Love, for any reason,
Has no start and end.
********* ***********
Love is the inner soul and outer form
Of being and being-ness
Love is the core and meaning of
The current and present.
*************
Dear my son,
My love better knows me
And is with no condition on me.
My love is my God, my soul.
With the confidence I have in him
I can’t tell him
That I know better than him.
With the assurance I have of him
I can’t ask him anything for
To mean and say that
He didn’t know what I knew
Or he didn’t give what I need.
********* ********
Dear my son,
I talk with him whenever I feel,
With no barriers of time and space
In the tone and way my own
With the tongue and content my own
With no question of fear and forethought.
And with no question of having for me and my love
Any different tone and tongue
********* *********
Dear my son,
When in real love
I can’t get even a fraction of second
To be away from my love,
And can’t spend one single moment
Without talking to him
Or without being plugged in him.
All the energy I have is
The energy he gives
Or send through me.
I am heated up, because
He is there behind me connected.
I have all the great knowledge and confidence.
He is capable of making me lack nothing
And to fill in me with all
What I have, don’t have
And what I need.
So is my prayer to him,
Neither with a claiming tone,
To mean that
I know of my needs than
My God, my love,
Nor with a tone of complaint or allegation,
To mean that
He, God, my love, did not equip me
With what I need in my life and after.
********* **********
Dear my son,
I don’t pray to my love
The way priests and preachers do
For listing don’t haves
And to put blame to be wrong
To ill-equip me.
Dear my son
My prayers is with two submission
First, I know not better of my needs
Second, I know not better than my love,
To whom I pray.
My prayer is my feel for my love,
My God.
My prayer is the vapors that go up from me
When I am really boiled with heat of and feel for him.
I can’t help, dear my son, but pray to my love.
*********** *******
Still, dear my son,
Tell me why I should make prayer,
The way preachers and priests do,
Using the tongue and content alien to me,
Especially if I am sure
That my love has well-equipped me.
If, my love gives and fills in me
With all what I need
Without waiting for one my complaint
Or without waiting for me to list
My complaints.
Dear my son,
So, am I breathing in and out
Only my love.
As I never know better than my love
Who gave me and filled in me
With all what I need as my entitlements.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
MALARVADI MEGA QUIZ MOCKERY - FEW QUESTIONS TO MR. PRADEEP TOO
Dear Sir,
SUBJECT: A MEGA QUIZ MOCKERY - THE WAY MALARVADI GCC MEGA QUIZ WAS CONDUCTED.
(FEW QUESTIONS TO MR. PRADEEP TOO…. )
To have been seated on big decorated chair will not make any one great.
To be grea one has to be great by himself, by being humble and simple without having too much of claims, and being really great from inner soul and from the quality of inner soul.
To have been conducted (the second phase of Malarvadi’s GCC Mega Quiz contest (for juniors) in Kuwait) by Mr. Pradeep or to have (the same) been conducted with the support of great technology does not or will not make and mean that such an event was an event great and successful.
To be great and to be considered successful, such a program has to connect with its participants and has to be able to motivate and encourage them. It has to be able to help them to believe in themselves and to help them boost their confidence level, especially when such a program is conducted for children.
At least, a program should not be meant only to de-motivate and frighten the children with the foolishly serious look of its conductors or event or by artificially giving pretentious intellectual or genius look to the event or its conductors. Never the mind should be set to make the questioner (Quiz Master) win the contest.
It is easy for any one to make tough questions. Especially fools easily come up with toughest and unanswerable questions. But, the toughest thing in the world is to make tough things look easy. Browsing Internet or referring big books, it is very easy even for children to come up with more tougher and un-answerable questions. No need for Mr. Pradeep to come for that in his great name. Wise man is the one who gives what is suiting. Never a wise mother will give Biriyani to the new born baby, even though she will eat it herself. Carbohydrate may be same. But some are in Biriyani form and some other are biscuit and breast milk form.
None of the parents would have wanted and wished to see all their children to become the winners of this event (any even) for sure. There is no for-sure winner in any contest. And it is not possible too for all to become winners in one and same contest.
But all the parents would have wished one simple thing. To give their children a kind of simple feeling that they could do something and they could participate in some event of their level. The feel that they also got out into the play ground and played. They would have seen a chance for their child to prove themselves, improve their confidence level and to see where they are in relation to the challenges they have to face as children. But with relevance. No one would have wanted to buy a dog that will bite for sure.
Malarvadi, if it did not learn any lesson from its experience hitherto, should learn now that it is not so great to see the children defeated. It is not great to defeat the children and to give the children the feel of defeated-ness.
As you may be aware, it is easy for a fool to make and go after serious and tough questions. But it is not very easy to address and read the soul and spirit of the children. Malarvadi did what it could do as a fool easily. It did not do and go after the tougher side of learning how to address the soul and spirit of childhood. Malarvadi could have come up with some questions of relevance to childhood, from their living surrounding of children, from science, from space, from environment, from history, from India, knowing that they were only children 11 and 12 years old, studying in 5th and 6th standards.
The second phase of GCC Mega Quiz was successful and useful to the children to get them defeated (even though some of them will be declared first or second or third prize winners) and to give them very great (for Malarvadi) hurt feel of defeat. It was helpful to them to exhaust their air of confidence and to give Malarvadi and Mr. Pradeep a look of great genius and victorious.
Malarvadi might have spent a lot of money to get Mr. Pradeep as its conductor and for the technology it has resorted to for this event. And Malarvadi could have got this big amount of money easily accumulated from the exorbitant (unnecessary) fees Malarvadi collected for this event from little children (IRS 185).
Malarvadi could also have foolishly satisfied itself to have earned great mileage to itself and its patron organization Jama’at E Islami and its outfits in GCC, the conductors and organizers of the MEGA Quiz here in GCC and for getting a good (negative) advertisement to the magazine Malarvadi.
But Malarvadi could not understand and learn a very simple lesson that it could not win the minds of children who participated in it. It could not read the mind and standard of the children. It could not know that the children who participated in it got more de-motivated. It became so pretentious that it could not come up with a product that suits to the children’s level and standard. It was trying to put 500 kilogram weight on the shoulders of children of 10 and 11 years old, to show that it is (they are) much qualified with its weighty questions and only it is the ultimate victorious.
Malarvadi did not know the greatest effort is required to get the children win, at least in their feel . Malarvadi did not know the greatest achievement has to be in making the children win and to have in all of them a feel of win, by creating a win – win situation, and by giving them a feel they were able to do something (as Annaarakkannanum thannaalaayathu).
To be frank, I would say and, let Malarvadi know, that the children who participated in this quiz contest event, and their parents, had a feel of “got-cheated and fooled”. It did not test their children. Rather it mocked at them a lot by saying that Pradeep can come up with really tougher and unanswerable (even to the grown-ups) questions. It tried to measure the children in the way some extra-genius are measured, tried and tested. It gave no choices to them and made them really helpless. It wanted the children to be more perfect than IAS and IPS and IFS candidates.
This contest did give the children a feel that it was wrong for children to have tried or participated to contest in such a so-called MEGA Quiz contest. It gave them a threatening look to mean that they should not have attended such a quiz contest at all. It tried to tell children’s fate and destiny is ever to be defeated and to have ‘feel of defeat’ throughout their life. It tried to teach them that they should reduce their confidence level to its maximum extent, if they have got any.
In front of Malarvadi’s GCC MEGA QUIZ they became like some players who got into the play ground, but came out of the ground, without being able to play, very soon just for the reason that the ball with which they were asked to play was made of iron, referees were lions, the ground itself was too much with stones and thorns and the players were not allowed to wear shoes or socks.
In the beginning and before such a contest got conducted children had a very simple thought. Since this mega quiz program was conducted by a children’s magazine of long past experience, it would have some childish elements it. It will boost their confidence level. It will have some fun for them to remember. It will, by all means, suit to their mental standard and psychology.
But when it was over, they had a very clear cut conclusion about Malarvadi that it did understand more of Malarvadi’s interest and hidden agendas. That Malarvadi didn’t have any prior experience and did not do any prior (preparatory) studies to understand and to handle children’s level, mindset and psychology. At least it did not watch how many other children’s magazines and groups are conducting this kind of quiz contests.
To make its event greater with difference, it should have conducted understanding the children’s psychology and mindset.
With the above my comments, let me ask Malarvadi some simple questions as below about the quiz competitions that Malarvadi has conducted under pretext of GCC Mega Quiz?
1. When Malarvadi were conducting second phase of GCC Mega Quiz for Junior children, what were the things in the minds of Malarvadi ?
2. Did Malarvadi think that to come up with tougher and unanswerable questions was such a great thing to achieve and to be proud of?
3. Was Malarvadi really sincere and serious to seek and see the development in children and to give them motivation, than propagating its hidden agenda or giving mileage to its and its outfits’ cause of getting advertisement, coverage and acceptance?
4. Didn’t Malarvadi know those junior children, who were participating it, were not the candidates applying for IAS and IFS or IPS?
5. Didn't Malarvadi know that even syllabus based exams and quiz contests were done with multiple choices, in an objective way? You may have your own the logic, excuse and reason, that the multiple choice will make the lucky one to win, than the one really knowing. But better was to give that excuses, logic and reason go in favor of children. Or at least to come up with the questions of relevance to them.
6. Didn’t Malarvadi watch and see any other quiz programs conducted by any similar group? At least a very commercial, “Kaun Banega Karorepati”, a great quiz program conducted for grown-ups in one of India’s TV channels. It is for grown up people, still with multiple choices.
7. Didn’t Malarvadi know even the Medical and Engineering entrance Tests are conducted (even after the candidates’ thorough preparations for the same) with multiple choices?
Hoping and thinking Malarvadi and its MEGA Quiz organizers will be kind enough to answer the above and give me a reply.
With kind regards
Abdul Raheem
SUBJECT: A MEGA QUIZ MOCKERY - THE WAY MALARVADI GCC MEGA QUIZ WAS CONDUCTED.
(FEW QUESTIONS TO MR. PRADEEP TOO…. )
To have been seated on big decorated chair will not make any one great.
To be grea one has to be great by himself, by being humble and simple without having too much of claims, and being really great from inner soul and from the quality of inner soul.
To have been conducted (the second phase of Malarvadi’s GCC Mega Quiz contest (for juniors) in Kuwait) by Mr. Pradeep or to have (the same) been conducted with the support of great technology does not or will not make and mean that such an event was an event great and successful.
To be great and to be considered successful, such a program has to connect with its participants and has to be able to motivate and encourage them. It has to be able to help them to believe in themselves and to help them boost their confidence level, especially when such a program is conducted for children.
At least, a program should not be meant only to de-motivate and frighten the children with the foolishly serious look of its conductors or event or by artificially giving pretentious intellectual or genius look to the event or its conductors. Never the mind should be set to make the questioner (Quiz Master) win the contest.
It is easy for any one to make tough questions. Especially fools easily come up with toughest and unanswerable questions. But, the toughest thing in the world is to make tough things look easy. Browsing Internet or referring big books, it is very easy even for children to come up with more tougher and un-answerable questions. No need for Mr. Pradeep to come for that in his great name. Wise man is the one who gives what is suiting. Never a wise mother will give Biriyani to the new born baby, even though she will eat it herself. Carbohydrate may be same. But some are in Biriyani form and some other are biscuit and breast milk form.
None of the parents would have wanted and wished to see all their children to become the winners of this event (any even) for sure. There is no for-sure winner in any contest. And it is not possible too for all to become winners in one and same contest.
But all the parents would have wished one simple thing. To give their children a kind of simple feeling that they could do something and they could participate in some event of their level. The feel that they also got out into the play ground and played. They would have seen a chance for their child to prove themselves, improve their confidence level and to see where they are in relation to the challenges they have to face as children. But with relevance. No one would have wanted to buy a dog that will bite for sure.
Malarvadi, if it did not learn any lesson from its experience hitherto, should learn now that it is not so great to see the children defeated. It is not great to defeat the children and to give the children the feel of defeated-ness.
As you may be aware, it is easy for a fool to make and go after serious and tough questions. But it is not very easy to address and read the soul and spirit of the children. Malarvadi did what it could do as a fool easily. It did not do and go after the tougher side of learning how to address the soul and spirit of childhood. Malarvadi could have come up with some questions of relevance to childhood, from their living surrounding of children, from science, from space, from environment, from history, from India, knowing that they were only children 11 and 12 years old, studying in 5th and 6th standards.
The second phase of GCC Mega Quiz was successful and useful to the children to get them defeated (even though some of them will be declared first or second or third prize winners) and to give them very great (for Malarvadi) hurt feel of defeat. It was helpful to them to exhaust their air of confidence and to give Malarvadi and Mr. Pradeep a look of great genius and victorious.
Malarvadi might have spent a lot of money to get Mr. Pradeep as its conductor and for the technology it has resorted to for this event. And Malarvadi could have got this big amount of money easily accumulated from the exorbitant (unnecessary) fees Malarvadi collected for this event from little children (IRS 185).
Malarvadi could also have foolishly satisfied itself to have earned great mileage to itself and its patron organization Jama’at E Islami and its outfits in GCC, the conductors and organizers of the MEGA Quiz here in GCC and for getting a good (negative) advertisement to the magazine Malarvadi.
But Malarvadi could not understand and learn a very simple lesson that it could not win the minds of children who participated in it. It could not read the mind and standard of the children. It could not know that the children who participated in it got more de-motivated. It became so pretentious that it could not come up with a product that suits to the children’s level and standard. It was trying to put 500 kilogram weight on the shoulders of children of 10 and 11 years old, to show that it is (they are) much qualified with its weighty questions and only it is the ultimate victorious.
Malarvadi did not know the greatest effort is required to get the children win, at least in their feel . Malarvadi did not know the greatest achievement has to be in making the children win and to have in all of them a feel of win, by creating a win – win situation, and by giving them a feel they were able to do something (as Annaarakkannanum thannaalaayathu).
To be frank, I would say and, let Malarvadi know, that the children who participated in this quiz contest event, and their parents, had a feel of “got-cheated and fooled”. It did not test their children. Rather it mocked at them a lot by saying that Pradeep can come up with really tougher and unanswerable (even to the grown-ups) questions. It tried to measure the children in the way some extra-genius are measured, tried and tested. It gave no choices to them and made them really helpless. It wanted the children to be more perfect than IAS and IPS and IFS candidates.
This contest did give the children a feel that it was wrong for children to have tried or participated to contest in such a so-called MEGA Quiz contest. It gave them a threatening look to mean that they should not have attended such a quiz contest at all. It tried to tell children’s fate and destiny is ever to be defeated and to have ‘feel of defeat’ throughout their life. It tried to teach them that they should reduce their confidence level to its maximum extent, if they have got any.
In front of Malarvadi’s GCC MEGA QUIZ they became like some players who got into the play ground, but came out of the ground, without being able to play, very soon just for the reason that the ball with which they were asked to play was made of iron, referees were lions, the ground itself was too much with stones and thorns and the players were not allowed to wear shoes or socks.
In the beginning and before such a contest got conducted children had a very simple thought. Since this mega quiz program was conducted by a children’s magazine of long past experience, it would have some childish elements it. It will boost their confidence level. It will have some fun for them to remember. It will, by all means, suit to their mental standard and psychology.
But when it was over, they had a very clear cut conclusion about Malarvadi that it did understand more of Malarvadi’s interest and hidden agendas. That Malarvadi didn’t have any prior experience and did not do any prior (preparatory) studies to understand and to handle children’s level, mindset and psychology. At least it did not watch how many other children’s magazines and groups are conducting this kind of quiz contests.
To make its event greater with difference, it should have conducted understanding the children’s psychology and mindset.
With the above my comments, let me ask Malarvadi some simple questions as below about the quiz competitions that Malarvadi has conducted under pretext of GCC Mega Quiz?
1. When Malarvadi were conducting second phase of GCC Mega Quiz for Junior children, what were the things in the minds of Malarvadi ?
2. Did Malarvadi think that to come up with tougher and unanswerable questions was such a great thing to achieve and to be proud of?
3. Was Malarvadi really sincere and serious to seek and see the development in children and to give them motivation, than propagating its hidden agenda or giving mileage to its and its outfits’ cause of getting advertisement, coverage and acceptance?
4. Didn’t Malarvadi know those junior children, who were participating it, were not the candidates applying for IAS and IFS or IPS?
5. Didn't Malarvadi know that even syllabus based exams and quiz contests were done with multiple choices, in an objective way? You may have your own the logic, excuse and reason, that the multiple choice will make the lucky one to win, than the one really knowing. But better was to give that excuses, logic and reason go in favor of children. Or at least to come up with the questions of relevance to them.
6. Didn’t Malarvadi watch and see any other quiz programs conducted by any similar group? At least a very commercial, “Kaun Banega Karorepati”, a great quiz program conducted for grown-ups in one of India’s TV channels. It is for grown up people, still with multiple choices.
7. Didn’t Malarvadi know even the Medical and Engineering entrance Tests are conducted (even after the candidates’ thorough preparations for the same) with multiple choices?
Hoping and thinking Malarvadi and its MEGA Quiz organizers will be kind enough to answer the above and give me a reply.
With kind regards
Abdul Raheem
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Dear Mark Zuckerberg - When confined, love is hate - Worries are dresses of the cofused
Dear Mark Zuckerberg
Open and in openness is God and truth.
And to open and uncover is love
And its curiosity in and for life.
Dear Mark,
When confined, God becomes devil
And love becomes hate.
Trapping itself in the castles of
Fear and insecurity.
So, are the issues of privacy and security.
Don't worry.
Worries are the dresses the cofused puts on.
You are not confused, on this at least, I guess.
Facebook, your idea and work,
Has opened up and is to open up
The face of truth to all
Getting the same to be of no space and time
And no direction and confinements,
Thereby, letting and getting everyone
Breathing into each other
The air of life and truth.
Really great to see and be in and with it.
We are strangers to each other, you may feel.
But strangers on strange paths are
The better friends to each other.
Regards,
Raheem
Open and in openness is God and truth.
And to open and uncover is love
And its curiosity in and for life.
Dear Mark,
When confined, God becomes devil
And love becomes hate.
Trapping itself in the castles of
Fear and insecurity.
So, are the issues of privacy and security.
Don't worry.
Worries are the dresses the cofused puts on.
You are not confused, on this at least, I guess.
Facebook, your idea and work,
Has opened up and is to open up
The face of truth to all
Getting the same to be of no space and time
And no direction and confinements,
Thereby, letting and getting everyone
Breathing into each other
The air of life and truth.
Really great to see and be in and with it.
We are strangers to each other, you may feel.
But strangers on strange paths are
The better friends to each other.
Regards,
Raheem
Monday, December 5, 2011
PART 18 - MY LOVE MY GOD – FORMLESS, COLORLESS AND TRANSPARENT - PROSTITUTE ON PRAYER
PART -1
Unconditionally unconditional is love.
While in love one will be made
To be transparent, formless and colorless.
That is why and how
God and truth are
Colorless, formless and transparent.
Never seen and never caught.
As within everyone;
Meantime, beyond every one
When in the world of colors and forms.
Mad in love
Seeking and following love, God,
Every point, every corner in this universe
Seeing them as the paths trodden for me by my love
To seek and feel him, to hug and embrace him
Without being seen and without being caught
By any.
Dear my son,
Colorless, formless and transparent
You never get seen and caught
As you will become
Beyond all comprehensions..
Any glimpse and any smell
Any sign and any mark
Will burn in me the fuel
To go after and fall further in my love
With no feel of exhaustion or extinction.
Dear my son,
Colorless and transparent
Never become exhausted and extinct.
So is my love, God,
Never exhausting and extinct.
**************
PART - 2
Dear my son,
Who are there,
Feeling themselves outside and alienated,
Making loud noises
While we talk about love?
Are they the preachers?
Are they preaching
Or trying to preach to us
About God and death?
It looks like they are with
Threats and promises
On and about God,
Death and after-death.
Being outsiders or aliens,
Or at least with such their feel
Of being outsiders and aliens,
They can’t help other than
With threats and promises.
Dear my son,
Open my open doors
And tell them leave the place
At least not to disturb themselves.
And at least one wouldn’t like to be disturbed
While they are in love-making with their love.
PART - 3
Loving one will never have to knock from outside.
Rather, they will knock from inside.
Because transparence, formlessness and colorlessness
Will take all the bars and barriers away.
That is why, dear my son,
The eggs and seeds
While sprouting and hatched
Get opened from inside.
For love of life and God.
For love for life and God.
Dear my son,
So it is true as well
That we are never closed to make them
Knock at our doors.
Rather we are open in openness
Loving the great openness,
God or life.
PART - 4
Still they make all their effort
With threats and promises
As if they are knocking very hard.
Dear my son,
Let them know,
Death is only a door to me,
Which I really crave for,
To get into my love
To be one with him.
Till the time I am dead,
Or till I recover or uncover
From the cover of sickness of physicality,
Or till I reach the world of
Colorless and formless transparency,
I will be growing and evolving
In and with my love
In the ways of making and trying to make love.
PART – 5
Dear my son,
In my love, or in my talk with my love,
From near the door, death,
Where the colors and forms may matter,
And where transparency could be
A stage to be reached,
I am in and with the tone and tongue.
And, dear my son, in this my talk with my love
I may resort to any tone and tongue,
Then and there possible and available,
As my love has no particular tongue
Other than the tongue of no- tongue of love.
The tongue of real feel for him
PART - 6
Dear my son,
My talk with my love is my prayer.
And the prayer mine is my worship.
Selfless acknowledgment and praising of him.
And of my great love to him.
With no compulsion, by one’s own impulses,
It comes up, spontaneously, by itself.
Dear my son, in love
No one will be there to imitate
And no one will be there to command
With dos and don’ts.
Prayer….
It is a continuous flow in and out.
It is a kind of continuous evaporation
When one is really hot with love.
(....... Continued .......)
Unconditionally unconditional is love.
While in love one will be made
To be transparent, formless and colorless.
That is why and how
God and truth are
Colorless, formless and transparent.
Never seen and never caught.
As within everyone;
Meantime, beyond every one
When in the world of colors and forms.
Mad in love
Seeking and following love, God,
Every point, every corner in this universe
Seeing them as the paths trodden for me by my love
To seek and feel him, to hug and embrace him
Without being seen and without being caught
By any.
Dear my son,
Colorless, formless and transparent
You never get seen and caught
As you will become
Beyond all comprehensions..
Any glimpse and any smell
Any sign and any mark
Will burn in me the fuel
To go after and fall further in my love
With no feel of exhaustion or extinction.
Dear my son,
Colorless and transparent
Never become exhausted and extinct.
So is my love, God,
Never exhausting and extinct.
**************
PART - 2
Dear my son,
Who are there,
Feeling themselves outside and alienated,
Making loud noises
While we talk about love?
Are they the preachers?
Are they preaching
Or trying to preach to us
About God and death?
It looks like they are with
Threats and promises
On and about God,
Death and after-death.
Being outsiders or aliens,
Or at least with such their feel
Of being outsiders and aliens,
They can’t help other than
With threats and promises.
Dear my son,
Open my open doors
And tell them leave the place
At least not to disturb themselves.
And at least one wouldn’t like to be disturbed
While they are in love-making with their love.
PART - 3
Loving one will never have to knock from outside.
Rather, they will knock from inside.
Because transparence, formlessness and colorlessness
Will take all the bars and barriers away.
That is why, dear my son,
The eggs and seeds
While sprouting and hatched
Get opened from inside.
For love of life and God.
For love for life and God.
Dear my son,
So it is true as well
That we are never closed to make them
Knock at our doors.
Rather we are open in openness
Loving the great openness,
God or life.
PART - 4
Still they make all their effort
With threats and promises
As if they are knocking very hard.
Dear my son,
Let them know,
Death is only a door to me,
Which I really crave for,
To get into my love
To be one with him.
Till the time I am dead,
Or till I recover or uncover
From the cover of sickness of physicality,
Or till I reach the world of
Colorless and formless transparency,
I will be growing and evolving
In and with my love
In the ways of making and trying to make love.
PART – 5
Dear my son,
In my love, or in my talk with my love,
From near the door, death,
Where the colors and forms may matter,
And where transparency could be
A stage to be reached,
I am in and with the tone and tongue.
And, dear my son, in this my talk with my love
I may resort to any tone and tongue,
Then and there possible and available,
As my love has no particular tongue
Other than the tongue of no- tongue of love.
The tongue of real feel for him
PART - 6
Dear my son,
My talk with my love is my prayer.
And the prayer mine is my worship.
Selfless acknowledgment and praising of him.
And of my great love to him.
With no compulsion, by one’s own impulses,
It comes up, spontaneously, by itself.
Dear my son, in love
No one will be there to imitate
And no one will be there to command
With dos and don’ts.
Prayer….
It is a continuous flow in and out.
It is a kind of continuous evaporation
When one is really hot with love.
(....... Continued .......)
Thursday, November 24, 2011
PART 17 - GOD IS LAZY AND OBAMA IS BUSY... PROSTITUTE CONTINUING ON GOD, LAZINESS AND PERFECTION
Dear Madom
Why is God lazy,
Whereas Obama and life is busy?
Dear my son,
Perfection brings in, and reaches you, laziness
For the reason of having nothing to do further
To achieve or to pursue anything further.
Laziness is the spontaneous nature of being.
Unless there comes up obstacles of imperfections,
Or imperfections of obstacles,
One needs no thinking or working or exercising.
Dear my son,
Thoughts come up
When there are obstacles
In the walk and path of spontaneity.
Thoughts are you mental effort
To find a way or an opening
From those obstacles
To enable lazy easy flow of spontaneity,
Where movement is no-movement,
But dancing of resting in harmony.
Dear my son,
You happen to artificially exercise,
By jogging or walking in your gardens,
When you have feel of obstacles in your physical being
For the reason of artificially artificial life
Without having movements of laziness, and dance in it,
Natural and spontaneous.
When you are being made unable to be in a state
In which you have to be spontaneously and naturally.
********* **********
Dear my son,
So is God lazy, for having no purpose,
As the perfection gets anyone to be purposeless.
Laziness is symptom and result of perfection
The absolute perfection
A state of having no-where to move further
In pursuit of reaching or breaching.
Perfection, thereby laziness, causes
Spontaneous dancing stagnancy.
The sate of needing nothing more and nothing less.
********** *********
Dear my son,
World of living is
The world of imperfection.
You need to live and grow
Because you have imperfection,
Or you are an imperfect,
To be corrected and remedied.
Ever having to seek and pursue,
Where laziness would mean death.
Laziness is not therein
The talk and walk of life.
In the world of imperfection
Laziness, and inaction there by,
Is the tongue and talk of death
Or it is your walk to death.
Life is your activities to pursue new
And to find out new,
By renewing itself.
That is how all the inventions and discoveries.
Seeking new for facilitating new.
New, to be faster and easier.
With an idea to create easiness
And to make life easier,
Life, in the form of man,
Likes to toil and to be uneasy.
Dear my son,
One has to know,
Living physical body
Is part of imperfect world
Seeking or pursuing perfection.
So, one is living, seeking ever to be new
And will try to show himself ever as new
As part of his seeking
Or as part of his showing
His thirst and pursuit for perfection.
Seeking new is part of seeking perfection.
That is the life.
That is how life is.
That is what life needs to be.
That is what present and current is.
Denying present, contradicting present,
Denying life, for whatever be the reason.
To seek and pursue perfection.
As an effort to grow into perfection.
************ *******
Dear my son,
Like soil and earth
One has to be with his life.
Ever new. Producing ever new.
And ever becoming new by itself.
Never old,
And looking, cause only the new.
New leaves and new flowers
Each moment, each day.
Keeping old as old would mean
Monotony and repetition.
In life nothing is and can be
Monotonous and repetitive.
Though everything just repetitive,
Life won’t give and won’t make any one
Feel anything is repetitive.
So is everything and everyone in life
Unique, unlike before.
Why is God lazy,
Whereas Obama and life is busy?
Dear my son,
Perfection brings in, and reaches you, laziness
For the reason of having nothing to do further
To achieve or to pursue anything further.
Laziness is the spontaneous nature of being.
Unless there comes up obstacles of imperfections,
Or imperfections of obstacles,
One needs no thinking or working or exercising.
Dear my son,
Thoughts come up
When there are obstacles
In the walk and path of spontaneity.
Thoughts are you mental effort
To find a way or an opening
From those obstacles
To enable lazy easy flow of spontaneity,
Where movement is no-movement,
But dancing of resting in harmony.
Dear my son,
You happen to artificially exercise,
By jogging or walking in your gardens,
When you have feel of obstacles in your physical being
For the reason of artificially artificial life
Without having movements of laziness, and dance in it,
Natural and spontaneous.
When you are being made unable to be in a state
In which you have to be spontaneously and naturally.
********* **********
Dear my son,
So is God lazy, for having no purpose,
As the perfection gets anyone to be purposeless.
Laziness is symptom and result of perfection
The absolute perfection
A state of having no-where to move further
In pursuit of reaching or breaching.
Perfection, thereby laziness, causes
Spontaneous dancing stagnancy.
The sate of needing nothing more and nothing less.
********** *********
Dear my son,
World of living is
The world of imperfection.
You need to live and grow
Because you have imperfection,
Or you are an imperfect,
To be corrected and remedied.
Ever having to seek and pursue,
Where laziness would mean death.
Laziness is not therein
The talk and walk of life.
In the world of imperfection
Laziness, and inaction there by,
Is the tongue and talk of death
Or it is your walk to death.
Life is your activities to pursue new
And to find out new,
By renewing itself.
That is how all the inventions and discoveries.
Seeking new for facilitating new.
New, to be faster and easier.
With an idea to create easiness
And to make life easier,
Life, in the form of man,
Likes to toil and to be uneasy.
Dear my son,
One has to know,
Living physical body
Is part of imperfect world
Seeking or pursuing perfection.
So, one is living, seeking ever to be new
And will try to show himself ever as new
As part of his seeking
Or as part of his showing
His thirst and pursuit for perfection.
Seeking new is part of seeking perfection.
That is the life.
That is how life is.
That is what life needs to be.
That is what present and current is.
Denying present, contradicting present,
Denying life, for whatever be the reason.
To seek and pursue perfection.
As an effort to grow into perfection.
************ *******
Dear my son,
Like soil and earth
One has to be with his life.
Ever new. Producing ever new.
And ever becoming new by itself.
Never old,
And looking, cause only the new.
New leaves and new flowers
Each moment, each day.
Keeping old as old would mean
Monotony and repetition.
In life nothing is and can be
Monotonous and repetitive.
Though everything just repetitive,
Life won’t give and won’t make any one
Feel anything is repetitive.
So is everything and everyone in life
Unique, unlike before.
Monday, November 21, 2011
PART 16 – WHY ARE OBAMAS IN WHITE HOUSES AND BEGGARS ON STREETS
Dear Madom,
Why are Obamas in white houses
And beggars on streets?
Why are there poor and rich,
Strong and week,
Meek and powerful
On this earth or in this universality?
Dear my son,
Has God got any purpose?
No. God has no purpose
And God has got nothing to achieve
By being purposeful.
So, God being God
Is and has to be purposeless.
Dear my son,
But, it is different
To have purposes of purposelessness
Or purposes within purposelessness.
That is why,
Even when the purposelessness prevails,
There are poor and rich and weak and strong
With purposes to achieve and meaning to give.
Because
No good musical composer
Will set any good musical composition
Only with one and same kind of notes.
Because
No good painter will make any good painting
Only with one and the same kind of lines
Or only with lines in one and the same lengths and cuts
Or only with one and same color and shade.
Dear my son
Any good musical composition or painting
Is and will be
With all kinds of different notes and colors.
Be it high or middle or low
Or dark or light.
And each of all such notes or colors or shades
Will be with all kinds of variations within them
In each time they are used.
Dear my son,
This will not mean to say that
Some are irrelevant or week or poor or strong
And some are more relevant or rich or strong or meek or weak.
Rather, all of them are equally relevant
With own role of each, separately,
Giving own presence and meaning of each, separately.
All they are made to be the way they are
Not because of their achieved skill or talent
Or not because of their own inability or weakness.
But they are made to be the way they are
Because the composer and painter need them to be so,
Using them only as the means and tools
For his greater composition or painting.
And none of them are, in any way,
Less relevant or less strong.
And weak or meek or strong or rich
Are not weak or meek or strong or rich
By their own and for their own
And nor it is for being so by themselves.
Dear my son,
All the weaknesses and talents are inbuilt
To serve the purpose and give the meaning
Attributed to them in their being,
Without needing the seeds or notes or word or lines
To have to toil and boil
To meet and reach such purposes and meaning.
All are equally valid and meaningful
To contribute equally, but with difference,
To the greater composition,
This great universe and the affairs therein,
As and how the composer, God, needs.
************** *******
Dear my son,
You are, like any one and anything,
Only a note or a word or seed
Or part of a note or a word or a seed
In a greater composition.
You are only a letter or a word
In a greater page of a greater book.
You don't know and you don't have to know
How you will look or sound,
Or what effect and meaning you will give
And how will you be heard or seen.
You are bound to give what you are giving
And you are bound to perform the way you are.
Only the composer will know
What kind of a word or a note or a seed you are
And what role you are performing.
Dear my son,
Each and every one will equally matter
In his greater composition.
Missing of any will cause disharmony
To the greater composition,
This great universe and its function.
So, nothing will be missed
And nothing will remain undone.
Nothing is caused.
Neither the weak or nor the strong.
Neither the rich or nor the poor.
Rather, this great universe
The way it is in current and present
Is caused.
So are here the poor and rich
Strong and weak, meek and powerful
In the way they are.
Carrying, pursuing and serving
The greater purpose and meaning
Of the composer
In his greater purposelessness.
To perform the role of
Pursuing and fulfilling the purpose
Of great composer
In his great composition.
Why are Obamas in white houses
And beggars on streets?
Why are there poor and rich,
Strong and week,
Meek and powerful
On this earth or in this universality?
Dear my son,
Has God got any purpose?
No. God has no purpose
And God has got nothing to achieve
By being purposeful.
So, God being God
Is and has to be purposeless.
Dear my son,
But, it is different
To have purposes of purposelessness
Or purposes within purposelessness.
That is why,
Even when the purposelessness prevails,
There are poor and rich and weak and strong
With purposes to achieve and meaning to give.
Because
No good musical composer
Will set any good musical composition
Only with one and same kind of notes.
Because
No good painter will make any good painting
Only with one and the same kind of lines
Or only with lines in one and the same lengths and cuts
Or only with one and same color and shade.
Dear my son
Any good musical composition or painting
Is and will be
With all kinds of different notes and colors.
Be it high or middle or low
Or dark or light.
And each of all such notes or colors or shades
Will be with all kinds of variations within them
In each time they are used.
Dear my son,
This will not mean to say that
Some are irrelevant or week or poor or strong
And some are more relevant or rich or strong or meek or weak.
Rather, all of them are equally relevant
With own role of each, separately,
Giving own presence and meaning of each, separately.
All they are made to be the way they are
Not because of their achieved skill or talent
Or not because of their own inability or weakness.
But they are made to be the way they are
Because the composer and painter need them to be so,
Using them only as the means and tools
For his greater composition or painting.
And none of them are, in any way,
Less relevant or less strong.
And weak or meek or strong or rich
Are not weak or meek or strong or rich
By their own and for their own
And nor it is for being so by themselves.
Dear my son,
All the weaknesses and talents are inbuilt
To serve the purpose and give the meaning
Attributed to them in their being,
Without needing the seeds or notes or word or lines
To have to toil and boil
To meet and reach such purposes and meaning.
All are equally valid and meaningful
To contribute equally, but with difference,
To the greater composition,
This great universe and the affairs therein,
As and how the composer, God, needs.
************** *******
Dear my son,
You are, like any one and anything,
Only a note or a word or seed
Or part of a note or a word or a seed
In a greater composition.
You are only a letter or a word
In a greater page of a greater book.
You don't know and you don't have to know
How you will look or sound,
Or what effect and meaning you will give
And how will you be heard or seen.
You are bound to give what you are giving
And you are bound to perform the way you are.
Only the composer will know
What kind of a word or a note or a seed you are
And what role you are performing.
Dear my son,
Each and every one will equally matter
In his greater composition.
Missing of any will cause disharmony
To the greater composition,
This great universe and its function.
So, nothing will be missed
And nothing will remain undone.
Nothing is caused.
Neither the weak or nor the strong.
Neither the rich or nor the poor.
Rather, this great universe
The way it is in current and present
Is caused.
So are here the poor and rich
Strong and weak, meek and powerful
In the way they are.
Carrying, pursuing and serving
The greater purpose and meaning
Of the composer
In his greater purposelessness.
To perform the role of
Pursuing and fulfilling the purpose
Of great composer
In his great composition.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
PART -15 - SO AM I A WOMAN, THE NUCLEIC POINT, UNMOVING.
PART -15 - SO AM I A WOMAN, THE NUCLEIC POINT, UNMOVING.
In woman is the source of energy,
The soul of current and present.
She helps man to find novelty, the path.
She gives him reason for his being.
She fills in him the urge
To seek more speed and movement
And she leads him to find
Newer and better ways for life.
So, has the world become the way it is now.
Sending men to be, than saints and philosophers
But, scientists, priests,
Businessmen, managers, politicians, etc....
***************
So, a man without woman is
Like dead and old. Less lively.
Destructive than constructive.
Passive than active.
Decaying and stuck with stench and worm.
************** **********
Never giving a feel of old,
Ever needing to look newer and livelier,
Woman gives life newer face
And makes the world and life
To be livelier and more interesting.
*********** **********
The feel of old, or being old
A woman can't bear with.
And the feel of being with dead,
A woman natually will think,
Life will stink with smell of old and dead.
********* *********
So is a real woman
Ever seeking the current and present
And newer versions to the current and present.
Looking for newer fashions to life and God.
So am I a woman,real,
The nucleic point or force,
Seeming to be unmoving at the center,
Around which and for which
The men and all affairs are
Bound to roam and wander
To give shape to the karmic shell of life
And just to keep me satisfied and intact.
In woman is the source of energy,
The soul of current and present.
She helps man to find novelty, the path.
She gives him reason for his being.
She fills in him the urge
To seek more speed and movement
And she leads him to find
Newer and better ways for life.
So, has the world become the way it is now.
Sending men to be, than saints and philosophers
But, scientists, priests,
Businessmen, managers, politicians, etc....
***************
So, a man without woman is
Like dead and old. Less lively.
Destructive than constructive.
Passive than active.
Decaying and stuck with stench and worm.
************** **********
Never giving a feel of old,
Ever needing to look newer and livelier,
Woman gives life newer face
And makes the world and life
To be livelier and more interesting.
*********** **********
The feel of old, or being old
A woman can't bear with.
And the feel of being with dead,
A woman natually will think,
Life will stink with smell of old and dead.
********* *********
So is a real woman
Ever seeking the current and present
And newer versions to the current and present.
Looking for newer fashions to life and God.
So am I a woman,real,
The nucleic point or force,
Seeming to be unmoving at the center,
Around which and for which
The men and all affairs are
Bound to roam and wander
To give shape to the karmic shell of life
And just to keep me satisfied and intact.
Part – 14 - Enlightenment is not in rejection of life.
Dear my son,
Enlightenment is not a different thing.
It is only a stage whereby one may become ordinary
Or one will be made to be ordinary
With nothing to claim and nothing to gain.
Enlightened one will become
Open and accessible to and from all directions.
Like air, water and soil/earth
Behaving according to the need of the seeds,
Accommodating all and giving through all
His or its version of truth and life.
Letting each and every one
Sprout and grow on its own and by his own
Giving a diverse and novel feel and look.
********** **********
Dear my son,
Enlightenment is not in rejection of life.
Rather, dear my son, rejection of life comes up
From those confined and closed, not the enlightened.
************ *********
(To be continued....)
Enlightenment is not a different thing.
It is only a stage whereby one may become ordinary
Or one will be made to be ordinary
With nothing to claim and nothing to gain.
Enlightened one will become
Open and accessible to and from all directions.
Like air, water and soil/earth
Behaving according to the need of the seeds,
Accommodating all and giving through all
His or its version of truth and life.
Letting each and every one
Sprout and grow on its own and by his own
Giving a diverse and novel feel and look.
********** **********
Dear my son,
Enlightenment is not in rejection of life.
Rather, dear my son, rejection of life comes up
From those confined and closed, not the enlightened.
************ *********
(To be continued....)
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Part – 13 - On God and Life
God and life,
Present and the form of present.
God and life
Never old, keeps nothing to be old.
God and life
Represents neither the past nor the future,
But the current and present.
God and life.
New, renovating and rejuvenating, by itself.
Being present and continuity of present.
Of God, nature of life’s work, is
To make everything new.
*************
In life
God is to support it in as is form.
To enable it to go with the current and present
Or to be one with current and present.
To get it to be more glittering
And to ease and facilitate the flow.
******** *********
A seed is a seed.
It can be fried and eaten.
Once fried, even if it is not eaten,
It becomes part of past
With no future for it to swallow.
It is made to be old and dead.
Never being able to live
With its inbuilt capacity to renew
And get increased, beautified and qualified
By itself in its process of self renewal.
Sprouting and growing to make it into
A big universe of a big plant or tree.
(To Be Continued.......)
Present and the form of present.
God and life
Never old, keeps nothing to be old.
God and life
Represents neither the past nor the future,
But the current and present.
God and life.
New, renovating and rejuvenating, by itself.
Being present and continuity of present.
Of God, nature of life’s work, is
To make everything new.
*************
In life
God is to support it in as is form.
To enable it to go with the current and present
Or to be one with current and present.
To get it to be more glittering
And to ease and facilitate the flow.
******** *********
A seed is a seed.
It can be fried and eaten.
Once fried, even if it is not eaten,
It becomes part of past
With no future for it to swallow.
It is made to be old and dead.
Never being able to live
With its inbuilt capacity to renew
And get increased, beautified and qualified
By itself in its process of self renewal.
Sprouting and growing to make it into
A big universe of a big plant or tree.
(To Be Continued.......)
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Part 12 - Logic is here more for no-logic
Part 12
Do acknowledge that
The knowledge yours about God
Is the ignorance yours about God.
And the ignorance yours about God
Is the knowledge yours about God
It is in your helplessness
Where you find powers of God
It is in your weakness
Where you find perfection of God.
**********
Dear my son,
You are an outcome feel of many aspects and elements
Made to work together within and without you.
And you have no control in any of such.
What all made and manufactured by you
Are made by God, using all you and me,
Instruments and tools for such creation,
Giving you and me the feel and thought
As those are and were our intellectuality and skill.
****** *******
Dear my son,
We don’t remain and prevail.
Only God and his will
Remain and prevail.
It is God who makes coordination possible
To enable us to make and invent
What we have made or invented.
Call them satellite or aero plane
Or new ways of telecommunication.....
********** **********
So am I, dear my son, really confused,
But happily with great conviction.
And I would be the only one of that type
To be happy with confusion
And to be confused with conviction.
Confusion mine is of nothing,
But of getting a lot more of choices
And getting more than needed.
The confusion mine is nothing
But to see God every where,
In every direction and in everything
What can I do, dear my son,
If the whole world, and everything in it, is
Turned for me to be a mirror
To reflect my God, my love.
************
Dear my son,
Logic is here more for no-logic
Senselessness is here more sensible
Reasons are more here for no-reason.
What that comes to the mouth
Turns out to be the truth,
As greater music of greater flow,
And as greater flow of greater music.
Do acknowledge that
The knowledge yours about God
Is the ignorance yours about God.
And the ignorance yours about God
Is the knowledge yours about God
It is in your helplessness
Where you find powers of God
It is in your weakness
Where you find perfection of God.
**********
Dear my son,
You are an outcome feel of many aspects and elements
Made to work together within and without you.
And you have no control in any of such.
What all made and manufactured by you
Are made by God, using all you and me,
Instruments and tools for such creation,
Giving you and me the feel and thought
As those are and were our intellectuality and skill.
****** *******
Dear my son,
We don’t remain and prevail.
Only God and his will
Remain and prevail.
It is God who makes coordination possible
To enable us to make and invent
What we have made or invented.
Call them satellite or aero plane
Or new ways of telecommunication.....
********** **********
So am I, dear my son, really confused,
But happily with great conviction.
And I would be the only one of that type
To be happy with confusion
And to be confused with conviction.
Confusion mine is of nothing,
But of getting a lot more of choices
And getting more than needed.
The confusion mine is nothing
But to see God every where,
In every direction and in everything
What can I do, dear my son,
If the whole world, and everything in it, is
Turned for me to be a mirror
To reflect my God, my love.
************
Dear my son,
Logic is here more for no-logic
Senselessness is here more sensible
Reasons are more here for no-reason.
What that comes to the mouth
Turns out to be the truth,
As greater music of greater flow,
And as greater flow of greater music.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Part 11 - Prostitute's Lessson for the Day.
Dear my son,
Formality keeps you far away from the soul and core
Making you to be running only in the periphery,
Getting for you the periphery as serious and core
And making you run only after the shadows and its beauty.
Being informal, you may break and shatter
And may get broken and shattered.
There, you will know and touch the soul and core
And, passing by, you will go further and longer
To know such things were only to that much.
You will be made to discard the skin and its glittering.
Being informal,
You will know to your conviction,
What you have broken and shattered,
Was not remaining there for your help and guidance.
Dear my son,
Looking for and going after only the easy,
You may end up in troubles and difficulties.
At least in relation to seeking and finding truth.
It is behind and within the hard coatings
The sweet water and kernel of coconut is kept.
All short cuts are not necessarily short
But are mostly long
Making you to be wandering more
Without being able to sight your target and its distance.
Closely looking, dear my son,
You may get lost your interest
In the world of periphery.
It would, rather, give you a triggering
To your pursuit and passage
To experience the ultimate and absolute
And to lose the sham interest
In the world that is really sham.
Did you hear and know the meaning
As to why some prophets
Advised you not to look at vagina
Closely and openly….
Just to avoid the aversion.
To keep your interest alive,
Not to lose and bury your interest
And good opinion of the same,
The world of periphery.
Hidden, for sure, will increase in you
The interest and curiosity.
Formality keeps you far away from the soul and core
Making you to be running only in the periphery,
Getting for you the periphery as serious and core
And making you run only after the shadows and its beauty.
Being informal, you may break and shatter
And may get broken and shattered.
There, you will know and touch the soul and core
And, passing by, you will go further and longer
To know such things were only to that much.
You will be made to discard the skin and its glittering.
Being informal,
You will know to your conviction,
What you have broken and shattered,
Was not remaining there for your help and guidance.
Dear my son,
Looking for and going after only the easy,
You may end up in troubles and difficulties.
At least in relation to seeking and finding truth.
It is behind and within the hard coatings
The sweet water and kernel of coconut is kept.
All short cuts are not necessarily short
But are mostly long
Making you to be wandering more
Without being able to sight your target and its distance.
Closely looking, dear my son,
You may get lost your interest
In the world of periphery.
It would, rather, give you a triggering
To your pursuit and passage
To experience the ultimate and absolute
And to lose the sham interest
In the world that is really sham.
Did you hear and know the meaning
As to why some prophets
Advised you not to look at vagina
Closely and openly….
Just to avoid the aversion.
To keep your interest alive,
Not to lose and bury your interest
And good opinion of the same,
The world of periphery.
Hidden, for sure, will increase in you
The interest and curiosity.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
PART 10 - YOU CAN’T HAVE SPECTATORS’ VIEW OF YOUR PLAY
Present and Current - That is the Fate - Part 10
Dear my son,
Lots of positives are there in every one.
But no one seems to acknowledge them
And they rather wuould exaggerate their little negatives
That rarely fall in their life.
Each and every thing in one’s life is a miracle
And each and every thing that happens without him
For his life and its support is a miracle.
It is easy for anyone to talk
Against the current and present.
But only to spoil the whole life function
With no effect of change in present and current.
One could talk.
But with no clear-cut understanding
Of what present and current is.
One could talk.
With no real substitution or replacement
To the current and present.
Because each and every one is
Part and parcel of current and present
And because each and every one is
Because of current and present.
Being part and member of a vessel,
You can’t watch how its look in the water is.
Being part and a member of a team playing
You can’t have spectators’ view of your play.
That is why all the lessons are
The lesson of past or are the lessons about the future.
Saying and showing how the play in past was
Or assuming and theorizing how the play will be in future.
****** *******
Dear my son,
Even otherwise,
To have substitution and replacement
To the current and present is impossible,
Unless it comes up by itself,
Using each one of us as an instrument and tool for it.
Because current and present is what is real,
Because current and present means
The flow and spontaneity.
Because current and present means
Changing and moving to change.
And because in current and present is
What you call life and God.
So, dear my son,
To be living and to be with God
One has to be with the current and present,
And one has to be
Fully present in and with life and God.
And dear my son,
All your feel and efforts for change and replacement are
The trick and technique of the present and current,
Or God and life.
It’s because of its tendency
To flow further and speedier,
To swallow the future into its stomach
To change it as the current and present.
So, going with the present, dear my son,
Like a child, or like a fool,
Supporting the present and current
With all what it would need from you,
As selflessly as you can be,
Like a child or a fool,
You won’t do anything wrong.
Neither to you
Nor to your surroundings.
(....... To Be Continued........)
Dear my son,
Lots of positives are there in every one.
But no one seems to acknowledge them
And they rather wuould exaggerate their little negatives
That rarely fall in their life.
Each and every thing in one’s life is a miracle
And each and every thing that happens without him
For his life and its support is a miracle.
It is easy for anyone to talk
Against the current and present.
But only to spoil the whole life function
With no effect of change in present and current.
One could talk.
But with no clear-cut understanding
Of what present and current is.
One could talk.
With no real substitution or replacement
To the current and present.
Because each and every one is
Part and parcel of current and present
And because each and every one is
Because of current and present.
Being part and member of a vessel,
You can’t watch how its look in the water is.
Being part and a member of a team playing
You can’t have spectators’ view of your play.
That is why all the lessons are
The lesson of past or are the lessons about the future.
Saying and showing how the play in past was
Or assuming and theorizing how the play will be in future.
****** *******
Dear my son,
Even otherwise,
To have substitution and replacement
To the current and present is impossible,
Unless it comes up by itself,
Using each one of us as an instrument and tool for it.
Because current and present is what is real,
Because current and present means
The flow and spontaneity.
Because current and present means
Changing and moving to change.
And because in current and present is
What you call life and God.
So, dear my son,
To be living and to be with God
One has to be with the current and present,
And one has to be
Fully present in and with life and God.
And dear my son,
All your feel and efforts for change and replacement are
The trick and technique of the present and current,
Or God and life.
It’s because of its tendency
To flow further and speedier,
To swallow the future into its stomach
To change it as the current and present.
So, going with the present, dear my son,
Like a child, or like a fool,
Supporting the present and current
With all what it would need from you,
As selflessly as you can be,
Like a child or a fool,
You won’t do anything wrong.
Neither to you
Nor to your surroundings.
(....... To Be Continued........)
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
BOTHERED OF OWN USES ONE CAN’T BE IN CURRENT AND PRESENT - Part 9
(.... Continued)
Dear Madom,
But, the way to be in present and current?
Unmaking you, be like a child
And play with the children.
You will lose your past and its haunting and boasting
And the future with its threats and prospects.
Without unmaking you to be a fool,
You can’t regain and find in you a child
Without unmaking you to be a child or like a child
You can’t see you in present and current.
Bothered of own uses
And being calculative of own future,
One can’t be in current and present.
Rather the calculations and botherations
Will cause stagnancy in you and in your path
And will put a veil on your face and eyes.
Know, dear my son,
Your thoughts and calculations about the future
Are the tools and instrument used by life,
To nourish and nurture the present and current.
The present and current is the juice of life.
In present lives the life, miraculously.
And one shouldn't lose the miraculous juice of life
Just for being calculative of his future
And concerned of his uses.
And only in and with present and current
One can see and drink all the miracles of life.
Be it by hearing, thinking, feeling eating,
Seeing, touching, laughing and etc….
( …… to be continued……)
Dear Madom,
But, the way to be in present and current?
Unmaking you, be like a child
And play with the children.
You will lose your past and its haunting and boasting
And the future with its threats and prospects.
Without unmaking you to be a fool,
You can’t regain and find in you a child
Without unmaking you to be a child or like a child
You can’t see you in present and current.
Bothered of own uses
And being calculative of own future,
One can’t be in current and present.
Rather the calculations and botherations
Will cause stagnancy in you and in your path
And will put a veil on your face and eyes.
Know, dear my son,
Your thoughts and calculations about the future
Are the tools and instrument used by life,
To nourish and nurture the present and current.
The present and current is the juice of life.
In present lives the life, miraculously.
And one shouldn't lose the miraculous juice of life
Just for being calculative of his future
And concerned of his uses.
And only in and with present and current
One can see and drink all the miracles of life.
Be it by hearing, thinking, feeling eating,
Seeing, touching, laughing and etc….
( …… to be continued……)
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Death of a Political Leader - We Are Less One Thief or a Cheating Criminal
One common man's immediate reaction
On hearing the death news of a political leader / a minister in India.
“Distribute the chocolates and laddoos....
To celebrate to know that we are less one thief or a cheating criminal.
But, helpless to say, thousands more are remaining
And the doors are open in the name of democracy....
It is the request of the same common man in his odd language
"Please distribute the chocolates and laddoos
To hear the death of any political leader / any minister
From anywhere in India"
And I do this service for him
***********
The reason for not being understood or not to understand
Could be on both sides.
Or may be because it is easier to talk
Than understand or to make others understand...?
So, no one to be blamed.
Even otherwise,
Leave alone this great universe and its great secrets,
Who is there to read and understand
Great many universes in one's own body and mind....
So, no one to be blamed.
Neither for talking, nor for not understanding....
That is the way how this universe and life in it is.
On hearing the death news of a political leader / a minister in India.
“Distribute the chocolates and laddoos....
To celebrate to know that we are less one thief or a cheating criminal.
But, helpless to say, thousands more are remaining
And the doors are open in the name of democracy....
It is the request of the same common man in his odd language
"Please distribute the chocolates and laddoos
To hear the death of any political leader / any minister
From anywhere in India"
And I do this service for him
***********
The reason for not being understood or not to understand
Could be on both sides.
Or may be because it is easier to talk
Than understand or to make others understand...?
So, no one to be blamed.
Even otherwise,
Leave alone this great universe and its great secrets,
Who is there to read and understand
Great many universes in one's own body and mind....
So, no one to be blamed.
Neither for talking, nor for not understanding....
That is the way how this universe and life in it is.
Part – 8 - On Natural Wisdom, Compassion and Love.
Dear my son,
The compassion and love doesn’t mean
Questioning or disbelieving natural wisdom
In and behind the present and current.
But the compassion and love
Is for one to become one with the natural wisdom
By doing all required to sustain and maintain
the present and current,
And to question and rebel in its ways of
Sustaining and maintaining the current and present,
Or to better the sustenance and maintenance.
Dear my son,
I don’t talk and do any thing,
Except for being made to talk and do
Just for the reason of becoming one with
The sustaining process of natural wisdom,
The divine will.
Dear my son,
We are in present and current,
Flowing, rebelling and revolting
In and with the current and present
To sustain the same in bettering way
And to better the same in sustaining way.
(..... To be Continued.......)
The compassion and love doesn’t mean
Questioning or disbelieving natural wisdom
In and behind the present and current.
But the compassion and love
Is for one to become one with the natural wisdom
By doing all required to sustain and maintain
the present and current,
And to question and rebel in its ways of
Sustaining and maintaining the current and present,
Or to better the sustenance and maintenance.
Dear my son,
I don’t talk and do any thing,
Except for being made to talk and do
Just for the reason of becoming one with
The sustaining process of natural wisdom,
The divine will.
Dear my son,
We are in present and current,
Flowing, rebelling and revolting
In and with the current and present
To sustain the same in bettering way
And to better the same in sustaining way.
(..... To be Continued.......)
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Perfection and Emancipation - A Prostitute's Version - PART – 7
Perfection and Emancipation - A Prostitute's Version - PART – 7
Dear my son,
To be realized or enlightened or knowledgeable
Won’t mean perfection or emancipation,
Or being one with the whole and all,
Till the time one can really feel
The whole universe as his own body and self
And thereby start overflowing from him
The indiscriminate and selfless compassion and love
Towards all and everything in it
As it is done by him towards himself.
The indiscriminate and selfless compassion and love,
Needing nothing for himself but for all around him,
Is the symptom of one’s emancipation and perfection.
That is why God is God.
Free and perfect.
Requiring nothing more or less.
Doing nothing at others’ cost
And doing nothing to escape from his own.
Like, a prostitute, I am.
A prostitute by my own.
(...... to be Continued.......)
Dear my son,
To be realized or enlightened or knowledgeable
Won’t mean perfection or emancipation,
Or being one with the whole and all,
Till the time one can really feel
The whole universe as his own body and self
And thereby start overflowing from him
The indiscriminate and selfless compassion and love
Towards all and everything in it
As it is done by him towards himself.
The indiscriminate and selfless compassion and love,
Needing nothing for himself but for all around him,
Is the symptom of one’s emancipation and perfection.
That is why God is God.
Free and perfect.
Requiring nothing more or less.
Doing nothing at others’ cost
And doing nothing to escape from his own.
Like, a prostitute, I am.
A prostitute by my own.
(...... to be Continued.......)
Thursday, October 27, 2011
OBAMA AND ANY ONE CAN EASILY RULE AND GOVERN AS IT IS DONE AT OTHERS’ COST & RISK
Part – 6
OBAMA AND ANY ONE CAN EASILY RULE AND GOVERN ON OTHERS’ COST -
PROSTITUTE CONTINUING WITH HER PREACHING : PART - 6
Dear Madom
How come they rule over, govern or manage us…
Or any one can rule over, govern or manage us?
“Because, dear my son,
It is done at others’ cost,
Without risking anything personal their,
Because it is not done at their own cost
And is done without ruling over anything their personal,
And because they are luxuriously paid,
Be it in the form of money and facilities
Or their status, position and its securities
Or fame and popularity, thereby generated.
This is, dear my son, the reason for every ruler
To be able to rule over others.
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Stalin , Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.”
Dear Madom,
If so, why should people let others
Rule, govern and manage them and theirs?
“Just for the simple reason, dear my son.
No one is ready to take up
Their own matter at their own cost,
As none of them is having any control
To rule over his own.
And just for the reason that
Every one wants to escape from his own,
By entrusting his own to others
And by taking up others’ as his.
This is the reason in every ruler’s case
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.
At least to see all their personal matters and things
Are taken care of by others at others’ cost.
Dear Madom
Then, why don’t you also opt to rule over others
And manage others\ things and properties?
“Dear my son, it is just because of my knowledge
That makes me know that I don’t know.
It is just because of my strength
That makes me aware that I have no strength
It is just my awareness that make me humble to feel
That my only control and rule is
Over my knowledge that I can have no control and rule
Even over my, thought to be or ignored silly, bodily functions.
It is just because of my knowledge, power and strength
That helplessly makes me aware to feel and know that
I have no strength and power
Over any of the affairs in and around me
The only control and rule I have is that
Of having no control and rule
This is the reason, my dear son
That every ruler and manager can easily have.
But if they want for themselves.
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.
At least to see that all the matters
Of their physical health even are
Taken care of by others at others’ cost.
Dear my son, to be frank,
I can dare say,
I don’t talk and do any thing
Because I do and talk things.
But I do and talk the things
Just because I am made
To talk and do the things
In such and such manner in such and such time.
I am, like any one of you and Obama, a tool,
Used as a tool.
This is true not only in my case,
But in every one’s too, including Obama.
Why Obama or Manmohan Sing
Is made to talk and do, like this and that,
Is known only to the eternity, God,
As all are only the tools and means.
Without knowing of the same.
That is the great magic of eternal management!!!!
Giving the tools great feel and pride,
Letting them not know of being used,
By some one else, as the tool and means.
Dear my son,
As I am a word uttered by God
And all what I utter and do
Are what God utter and do.
That is the reason why, my dear son,
I don’t want and I am unable
To rule over others and this world,
Except he causes me do so.
It is only the rule of God, prevailing
And that will be remaining.
Everyone is made to be
Tool and instrument for the same.
As the means for his rule and control.
Even, dear my son, when I spell and do all these,
I don’t control and rule over myself
Or anything in and around me
Except for a manipulated feel.
This, dear my son, is not only knowledge mine.
This is also the knowledge of all,
Including Obama, you,
Saddam Hussein and Gaddafi.
At least to see all of them are using others as their tools
To get done even their personal matters and things of mere sustenance,
That too, mostly, one or other way, at others’ cost.
So, dear my son,
No one will rule over others if it at his own cost
And unless they are paid to secure their own life.
This is the great magical way of sustaining by God/life.
Great ways of giving the means to sustain and maintain.
That is the reason, dear my son,
There are thousands ready to be
Presidents of USA or any other country
And thousands more in queue to be so
And to be big managers
Of big banks and corporate companies
Or any small concerns.
Whereby, dear my son, they easily draft and pass
Any big bills of any big amount and expenditure
Just because it is at others’ cost,
Not at their own cost and risk,
And only because they are paid for that
Irrespective of what its results and fruits are.
(..... To be Continued .......)
OBAMA AND ANY ONE CAN EASILY RULE AND GOVERN ON OTHERS’ COST -
PROSTITUTE CONTINUING WITH HER PREACHING : PART - 6
Dear Madom
How come they rule over, govern or manage us…
Or any one can rule over, govern or manage us?
“Because, dear my son,
It is done at others’ cost,
Without risking anything personal their,
Because it is not done at their own cost
And is done without ruling over anything their personal,
And because they are luxuriously paid,
Be it in the form of money and facilities
Or their status, position and its securities
Or fame and popularity, thereby generated.
This is, dear my son, the reason for every ruler
To be able to rule over others.
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Stalin , Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.”
Dear Madom,
If so, why should people let others
Rule, govern and manage them and theirs?
“Just for the simple reason, dear my son.
No one is ready to take up
Their own matter at their own cost,
As none of them is having any control
To rule over his own.
And just for the reason that
Every one wants to escape from his own,
By entrusting his own to others
And by taking up others’ as his.
This is the reason in every ruler’s case
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.
At least to see all their personal matters and things
Are taken care of by others at others’ cost.
Dear Madom
Then, why don’t you also opt to rule over others
And manage others\ things and properties?
“Dear my son, it is just because of my knowledge
That makes me know that I don’t know.
It is just because of my strength
That makes me aware that I have no strength
It is just my awareness that make me humble to feel
That my only control and rule is
Over my knowledge that I can have no control and rule
Even over my, thought to be or ignored silly, bodily functions.
It is just because of my knowledge, power and strength
That helplessly makes me aware to feel and know that
I have no strength and power
Over any of the affairs in and around me
The only control and rule I have is that
Of having no control and rule
This is the reason, my dear son
That every ruler and manager can easily have.
But if they want for themselves.
Be it Obama or me or you
Or Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.
At least to see that all the matters
Of their physical health even are
Taken care of by others at others’ cost.
Dear my son, to be frank,
I can dare say,
I don’t talk and do any thing
Because I do and talk things.
But I do and talk the things
Just because I am made
To talk and do the things
In such and such manner in such and such time.
I am, like any one of you and Obama, a tool,
Used as a tool.
This is true not only in my case,
But in every one’s too, including Obama.
Why Obama or Manmohan Sing
Is made to talk and do, like this and that,
Is known only to the eternity, God,
As all are only the tools and means.
Without knowing of the same.
That is the great magic of eternal management!!!!
Giving the tools great feel and pride,
Letting them not know of being used,
By some one else, as the tool and means.
Dear my son,
As I am a word uttered by God
And all what I utter and do
Are what God utter and do.
That is the reason why, my dear son,
I don’t want and I am unable
To rule over others and this world,
Except he causes me do so.
It is only the rule of God, prevailing
And that will be remaining.
Everyone is made to be
Tool and instrument for the same.
As the means for his rule and control.
Even, dear my son, when I spell and do all these,
I don’t control and rule over myself
Or anything in and around me
Except for a manipulated feel.
This, dear my son, is not only knowledge mine.
This is also the knowledge of all,
Including Obama, you,
Saddam Hussein and Gaddafi.
At least to see all of them are using others as their tools
To get done even their personal matters and things of mere sustenance,
That too, mostly, one or other way, at others’ cost.
So, dear my son,
No one will rule over others if it at his own cost
And unless they are paid to secure their own life.
This is the great magical way of sustaining by God/life.
Great ways of giving the means to sustain and maintain.
That is the reason, dear my son,
There are thousands ready to be
Presidents of USA or any other country
And thousands more in queue to be so
And to be big managers
Of big banks and corporate companies
Or any small concerns.
Whereby, dear my son, they easily draft and pass
Any big bills of any big amount and expenditure
Just because it is at others’ cost,
Not at their own cost and risk,
And only because they are paid for that
Irrespective of what its results and fruits are.
(..... To be Continued .......)
Monday, October 17, 2011
Part - 5 - Prostitute’s Preaching on Negatives and Positives
(Continued.....)
“Dear my son,
Whatever with I try to convince you,
You will end up only in beliefs.
“Believing in something said by some one
You want to rest your head and be lazy.
You want to escape and evade the challenges.
The challenge of being open in open
With no, but all, directions from and towards you.
“And it is not your blame
To end up as a believer,
Closed and secure.
“To rest and be lazy is the final aim of any one.
As it is how God and perfection is.
“Dear my son,
Positive and negative
You are the one who decide and create the same
As you want them to be.”
************ ***********
Dear Madom, meaning?
Dear my son,
Simple lines on your face in a particular way
Can make you to be frowning and negative
Creating in and around you
Negative energy of hatred and anger.
The same face with different lines
Can make you to be smiling, positive,
Creating in and around you positive energy
Of love and happiness.
“My son, everything is positive
Even if the things look to be negative
In your first sight.
“Dear my son,
There is nothing as absolute wrong or absolute bad.
Absolute is, what you call, God.
Things are depending on how you look at it
And what do you take from it.”
“Soil is soil only.
But mango tree takes out
The mango fruit from it.
*********** ***********
“Dear Madom,
For my better conviction
Can you give me an example?
“Dear my son,
Mud is mud. True. And you agree.
And you think it is negative to have or fall in
“So, any one with mud in his life is
An ill-fated one or is a failure with negativities.
“But, dear my son,
What would you say if mud is taken as fertilizer,
Will it be then dirt or an ill fate?
Is it not also, then,
Better and comfortable
To fall in mud
Than on heavy rocks?
********** **********
“Dear Madom,
I can understand.
How can it be a practical example
In human life?
Dear my son,
Then, I would better start from me
Than from any other hypothetic characters.
As you may know, I am a prostitute.
You also may know, as a prostitute,
What I am selling as a product.
It is me, myself.
You also may know, as a prostitute,
What am I selling in and from me.
To be frank and true
The worst and the ugliest part.
The part through which both urine and dirty blood flow.
The part in the neighborhood of dirtier part of the body.
If taken negatively and pessimistically,
It is a curse for any woman to have such an ugly part,
With only ugly things coming through it,
With no good shape or color or smell for it.
An ugly part in such an ugly area
Together with many other ugly and dirty aspects
From and around.
But, dear my son,
Taking positively and optimistically,
The same ugly part becomes the part
That makes me to be a woman,
Making it the main attraction in me,
Which I am able now to sell,
Without disposing, at the cost I want.
Dear my son,
Now, I look at it as my strength, than weakness.
And dear my son
One becomes positive and optimistic
Only when he is able to see in his weakness
The seed for his strength.
And when he is able to see difficulties
As the seeds for his chances.
Than taking the chances
As the seeds of difficulties.
Such strength, confidence and optimism
Is, my dear son, that which enables me
To live as a woman and a prostitute.
************ ********
Dear my son,
Every gentleman in this human world,
Through out the history,
Has paid such a very high price
From major part of his life
Just for this positive feeling
A woman has made for herself
About the very negative and ugly part of her body,
Being or pretending proud and confident,
Either by hiding it
Or by beautifying other parts of the body.
And dear my son,
What you call marriage is such a price paid by men.
Marriage is the price paid to the women
For her strength, confidence and optimism
Availed by positively looking at her negativities
And for making negative ugly things
As the most positive and precious part.
As the source of all strength
“Dear my son, as you may guess,
As a usual girl, I also had great aversion
Towards my ugly part.
Looking at it close, will give no one
Any good opinion.
But, later, looking differently,
It became that this very ugly part is
The centre point of all attractions, and
Of all the affairs and efforts in this world.
Unless made free,
The demand for the same
Will make the same negative, dirty and ugly part
To be the most positive and beautiful part.
So is, my dear son,
Any model or celebrity
Makes sure that you guarantee them
What they want of and from you
Just by hiding the negativities, the ugliness.
Dear my son,
So is, my dear son,
Any of such celebrities wearing
Any kind of exposing dress,
But ensuring neatly covering of the negative ugly part,
Giving a feel of something better hidden there,
And ensuring such part’s availability is not free.
In this way, dear my son,
They will make such ugly parts
To be the most beautiful and wanted ones.
Covering the ugliness with knowledge,
Making the same to be the seed for beauty
They make it to be source of their beauty,
And demand for them from others
Dear my son,
What else is there further needed
To increase your confidence and optimism
And to prove anything can be made to be positive
If you decide and want the same to be so?
Otherwise, what after all this life is,
Except for the attraction created by hiding
One’s or other’s ugliness and negativities
To give them thereby the name of
Positive and beauty?
(to be continued)
“Dear my son,
Whatever with I try to convince you,
You will end up only in beliefs.
“Believing in something said by some one
You want to rest your head and be lazy.
You want to escape and evade the challenges.
The challenge of being open in open
With no, but all, directions from and towards you.
“And it is not your blame
To end up as a believer,
Closed and secure.
“To rest and be lazy is the final aim of any one.
As it is how God and perfection is.
“Dear my son,
Positive and negative
You are the one who decide and create the same
As you want them to be.”
************ ***********
Dear Madom, meaning?
Dear my son,
Simple lines on your face in a particular way
Can make you to be frowning and negative
Creating in and around you
Negative energy of hatred and anger.
The same face with different lines
Can make you to be smiling, positive,
Creating in and around you positive energy
Of love and happiness.
“My son, everything is positive
Even if the things look to be negative
In your first sight.
“Dear my son,
There is nothing as absolute wrong or absolute bad.
Absolute is, what you call, God.
Things are depending on how you look at it
And what do you take from it.”
“Soil is soil only.
But mango tree takes out
The mango fruit from it.
*********** ***********
“Dear Madom,
For my better conviction
Can you give me an example?
“Dear my son,
Mud is mud. True. And you agree.
And you think it is negative to have or fall in
“So, any one with mud in his life is
An ill-fated one or is a failure with negativities.
“But, dear my son,
What would you say if mud is taken as fertilizer,
Will it be then dirt or an ill fate?
Is it not also, then,
Better and comfortable
To fall in mud
Than on heavy rocks?
********** **********
“Dear Madom,
I can understand.
How can it be a practical example
In human life?
Dear my son,
Then, I would better start from me
Than from any other hypothetic characters.
As you may know, I am a prostitute.
You also may know, as a prostitute,
What I am selling as a product.
It is me, myself.
You also may know, as a prostitute,
What am I selling in and from me.
To be frank and true
The worst and the ugliest part.
The part through which both urine and dirty blood flow.
The part in the neighborhood of dirtier part of the body.
If taken negatively and pessimistically,
It is a curse for any woman to have such an ugly part,
With only ugly things coming through it,
With no good shape or color or smell for it.
An ugly part in such an ugly area
Together with many other ugly and dirty aspects
From and around.
But, dear my son,
Taking positively and optimistically,
The same ugly part becomes the part
That makes me to be a woman,
Making it the main attraction in me,
Which I am able now to sell,
Without disposing, at the cost I want.
Dear my son,
Now, I look at it as my strength, than weakness.
And dear my son
One becomes positive and optimistic
Only when he is able to see in his weakness
The seed for his strength.
And when he is able to see difficulties
As the seeds for his chances.
Than taking the chances
As the seeds of difficulties.
Such strength, confidence and optimism
Is, my dear son, that which enables me
To live as a woman and a prostitute.
************ ********
Dear my son,
Every gentleman in this human world,
Through out the history,
Has paid such a very high price
From major part of his life
Just for this positive feeling
A woman has made for herself
About the very negative and ugly part of her body,
Being or pretending proud and confident,
Either by hiding it
Or by beautifying other parts of the body.
And dear my son,
What you call marriage is such a price paid by men.
Marriage is the price paid to the women
For her strength, confidence and optimism
Availed by positively looking at her negativities
And for making negative ugly things
As the most positive and precious part.
As the source of all strength
“Dear my son, as you may guess,
As a usual girl, I also had great aversion
Towards my ugly part.
Looking at it close, will give no one
Any good opinion.
But, later, looking differently,
It became that this very ugly part is
The centre point of all attractions, and
Of all the affairs and efforts in this world.
Unless made free,
The demand for the same
Will make the same negative, dirty and ugly part
To be the most positive and beautiful part.
So is, my dear son,
Any model or celebrity
Makes sure that you guarantee them
What they want of and from you
Just by hiding the negativities, the ugliness.
Dear my son,
So is, my dear son,
Any of such celebrities wearing
Any kind of exposing dress,
But ensuring neatly covering of the negative ugly part,
Giving a feel of something better hidden there,
And ensuring such part’s availability is not free.
In this way, dear my son,
They will make such ugly parts
To be the most beautiful and wanted ones.
Covering the ugliness with knowledge,
Making the same to be the seed for beauty
They make it to be source of their beauty,
And demand for them from others
Dear my son,
What else is there further needed
To increase your confidence and optimism
And to prove anything can be made to be positive
If you decide and want the same to be so?
Otherwise, what after all this life is,
Except for the attraction created by hiding
One’s or other’s ugliness and negativities
To give them thereby the name of
Positive and beauty?
(to be continued)
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Part – 4 - Present & Current - That is the fate - Confidence and Optimism (Continued)
Confidence and Optimism
“Dear Madom
The way to gain confidence and optimism?
Sprout the seed
Mere possibility will become sheer reality
Bare imagination will become sure practice.
Egg of stagnance will be made to be the chicks of movements
Sprout the seed
Past will become present and current
And future of no-confidence will be brought into
Present and current of confidence –
Of touch and reality.
Don’t think seed is only a seed.
It is past and in it lies the past
Conceiving the present.
And with that, and with present in it,
You can catch the future.
Knowledge is past, the bow.
Practice is its sprouting, the arrows.
The arrows - the present - goes out to catch its prey.
And the prey that the present will catch and swallow is the future
Making the same also to be present and current.
The arrows seek for novelty
In and with which
The confidence and optimism grows up.
It may and could also be
Diverted into finding the real one of no-time and mood
The one which is and will be all the same, all the time.
(to be continued .....)
“Dear Madom
The way to gain confidence and optimism?
Sprout the seed
Mere possibility will become sheer reality
Bare imagination will become sure practice.
Egg of stagnance will be made to be the chicks of movements
Sprout the seed
Past will become present and current
And future of no-confidence will be brought into
Present and current of confidence –
Of touch and reality.
Don’t think seed is only a seed.
It is past and in it lies the past
Conceiving the present.
And with that, and with present in it,
You can catch the future.
Knowledge is past, the bow.
Practice is its sprouting, the arrows.
The arrows - the present - goes out to catch its prey.
And the prey that the present will catch and swallow is the future
Making the same also to be present and current.
The arrows seek for novelty
In and with which
The confidence and optimism grows up.
It may and could also be
Diverted into finding the real one of no-time and mood
The one which is and will be all the same, all the time.
(to be continued .....)
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Present and Current - That is the fate - 3 (continued) - Prostitutes and Politicians
Prostitutes and Politicians
To have nothing to say when we meet each other is also
A kind of reaching the ultimate
Or is a kind of result of reaching the ultimate.
At this stage,
One becomes spelling only the truth
In and with whatever he spells
And in and with whatever he doesn’t spell.
Like a say in Malayalam if interpreted in this way
“Vaayil thoaanniyathu koathkku paattu”
Buddhanum paattu.
********* *******
Prostitutes and politicians
Seemed to be the best available masters
With more of chances and choices
In their face and eyes.
Within the paradises of present and current,
And feeling secure and having more,
They looked never inferior, though not superior too.
They seemed to be the ones
Creating something from nothing,
Showing themselves as the products and fruits,
Increasing the demand for them every now and then.
And they never seemed to be selling all of them
Except for an illusory feel
Of those who seek and approach them.
Politicians, in spite of all above,
Seemed to be the ones stressed and tensioning,
For their fear of soil erosion from down their feet
And for their inability to give the fruit they claim.
They looked cheating and misleading,
Sometimes cheated and misled too,
For their claim of what they don’t really have and possess
And for their inability to deliver what they happen to promise.
Hence, resorting to prostitutes was my only other option.
Prostitutes seemed less stressed and tensioning,
Being able to accommodate all, with no claim,
With no discrimination and with great pleasance
And for no fear of soil erosion from down their feet.
Their openness was their beauty and attraction.
They could deliver whatever they promised
And were available, with their doors open, to all.
Those who sought and approached them.
Were quenched.
And it was for their own helplessness
The seekers were made to be tired and failing,
Even after getting what they were seeking from them.
Prostitutes looked triumphant in their games ever
Satisfying both themselves and their customers together.
So, I approached one of them on the street
And asked.
(to be continued......)
To have nothing to say when we meet each other is also
A kind of reaching the ultimate
Or is a kind of result of reaching the ultimate.
At this stage,
One becomes spelling only the truth
In and with whatever he spells
And in and with whatever he doesn’t spell.
Like a say in Malayalam if interpreted in this way
“Vaayil thoaanniyathu koathkku paattu”
Buddhanum paattu.
********* *******
Prostitutes and politicians
Seemed to be the best available masters
With more of chances and choices
In their face and eyes.
Within the paradises of present and current,
And feeling secure and having more,
They looked never inferior, though not superior too.
They seemed to be the ones
Creating something from nothing,
Showing themselves as the products and fruits,
Increasing the demand for them every now and then.
And they never seemed to be selling all of them
Except for an illusory feel
Of those who seek and approach them.
Politicians, in spite of all above,
Seemed to be the ones stressed and tensioning,
For their fear of soil erosion from down their feet
And for their inability to give the fruit they claim.
They looked cheating and misleading,
Sometimes cheated and misled too,
For their claim of what they don’t really have and possess
And for their inability to deliver what they happen to promise.
Hence, resorting to prostitutes was my only other option.
Prostitutes seemed less stressed and tensioning,
Being able to accommodate all, with no claim,
With no discrimination and with great pleasance
And for no fear of soil erosion from down their feet.
Their openness was their beauty and attraction.
They could deliver whatever they promised
And were available, with their doors open, to all.
Those who sought and approached them.
Were quenched.
And it was for their own helplessness
The seekers were made to be tired and failing,
Even after getting what they were seeking from them.
Prostitutes looked triumphant in their games ever
Satisfying both themselves and their customers together.
So, I approached one of them on the street
And asked.
(to be continued......)
Monday, October 10, 2011
Present and Current - That is the fate - 2 (continued)
So, I wandered through all the walks,
Seeking the lesson of confidence
And the lessons to be positive and optimistic
In life.
Priests, scholars and academician
Increased my aversion towards life
I saw them carrying
The past graveyards or future threats.
Looking very much burdened themselves
I had a kind of insecurity or less feel
Or of inferiority and having not enough.
They were burdening me too with more and more.
Talking of dead
They too were dead.
Stinking with the stench and worm
On their face.
(Continued......)
Seeking the lesson of confidence
And the lessons to be positive and optimistic
In life.
Priests, scholars and academician
Increased my aversion towards life
I saw them carrying
The past graveyards or future threats.
Looking very much burdened themselves
I had a kind of insecurity or less feel
Or of inferiority and having not enough.
They were burdening me too with more and more.
Talking of dead
They too were dead.
Stinking with the stench and worm
On their face.
(Continued......)
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Present and Current - That is the fate
One’s fate is like a vessel.
A vessel with all that one requires
To run through all the big oceans.
In it is one’s skills and talents.
Running or trying to run inside the vessel
Will tire oneself in his material life
And losing one’s confidence
Will put a hole in its bottom
Letting the vessel be sunk and lost.
No-confidence represents
The hole in the vessel.
God is the one in present and current
As the one who works and runs the present and current,
Doing and making all to do what all required
For running and sustaining the present and current
And to sink the future in it to make the same too
Only as the present and current.
(Continued......)
A vessel with all that one requires
To run through all the big oceans.
In it is one’s skills and talents.
Running or trying to run inside the vessel
Will tire oneself in his material life
And losing one’s confidence
Will put a hole in its bottom
Letting the vessel be sunk and lost.
No-confidence represents
The hole in the vessel.
God is the one in present and current
As the one who works and runs the present and current,
Doing and making all to do what all required
For running and sustaining the present and current
And to sink the future in it to make the same too
Only as the present and current.
(Continued......)
Thursday, August 18, 2011
MR. PRIME MINISTER - YOU ARE RIGHT - POOR AND MEEK CAN DO NOTHING BUT TO VOTE FOR ONE OF YOU AGAIN
MR. PRIME MINISTER - YOU ARE RIGHT - POOR AND MEEK CAN DO NOTHING BUT TO VOTE FOR ONE OF YOU AGAIN
Yes Mr. Prime Minister of India,
You are cent per cent true and correct.
At least in this matter.
True to say that you don’t have a magical wand
To fight corruption and black money.
But ,Mr. Prime Minister, one simple question to you
Whether you were helpless to say so
Or were you very foolishly arrogant to consider,
Or were you trying to show how arrogant
Our political parties and leaders are to consider, that
No one and no magical wand can catch and punish them?
Or was it your other way of saying, in this case, that
You don’t have trustworthy, honest,
Loyal, dedicated and sincere people
Neither in the government
Nor in your party or any other party?
Yes, Mr. Prime Minister, we know that you may have
Another question to ask yourself and to the general public
“How can a sincere, loyal trustworthy and honest man
Be a part of any party or be a leader of any party in India?”
True, how can the dewdrops be inside the fire?
And how foolish is it to expect the shit to smell good like perfume?
And how foolish is it to expect any kind of goodness
In Indian politics or among the leaders of political parties, including you?
Yes, Mr. Prime Minister, you know like we know,
Or at least you will try to know by now from us,
That the only magical wand with which
This country can fight corruption and black money
Is the wand of trustworthiness, honesty,
Loyalty, dedication and sincerity.
But you were very sure to make you say, like us, that
Such elements of trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity is not available
In or among any of the parties and its leaders in India.
And to be a political party of India itself will mean
The negation of all trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity.
And to be a political leader means to be
A denier of trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity.
That is where you have had to say helplessly
“You don’t’ have magical wand in your hand”
So, Mr. Prime Minister,
You and your party also knew very clearly,
You can easily arrest Anna Hazare or any one
Who fights for the meek and poor
Against the black money and corruption.
Just for the reason that you know for yourself
Very clearly from inside your party circle that
No other party is different and sincere
In joining this anti corruption movements.
Neither governing group nor apposing Group,
Will strongly come against you
Since all of you have the same agenda
In protecting the corruption and black money.
So, you are secure to feel that,
That poor and meek has no other choice
But to vote for one of you again and again.
Yes Mr. Prime Minister of India,
You are cent per cent true and correct.
At least in this matter.
True to say that you don’t have a magical wand
To fight corruption and black money.
But ,Mr. Prime Minister, one simple question to you
Whether you were helpless to say so
Or were you very foolishly arrogant to consider,
Or were you trying to show how arrogant
Our political parties and leaders are to consider, that
No one and no magical wand can catch and punish them?
Or was it your other way of saying, in this case, that
You don’t have trustworthy, honest,
Loyal, dedicated and sincere people
Neither in the government
Nor in your party or any other party?
Yes, Mr. Prime Minister, we know that you may have
Another question to ask yourself and to the general public
“How can a sincere, loyal trustworthy and honest man
Be a part of any party or be a leader of any party in India?”
True, how can the dewdrops be inside the fire?
And how foolish is it to expect the shit to smell good like perfume?
And how foolish is it to expect any kind of goodness
In Indian politics or among the leaders of political parties, including you?
Yes, Mr. Prime Minister, you know like we know,
Or at least you will try to know by now from us,
That the only magical wand with which
This country can fight corruption and black money
Is the wand of trustworthiness, honesty,
Loyalty, dedication and sincerity.
But you were very sure to make you say, like us, that
Such elements of trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity is not available
In or among any of the parties and its leaders in India.
And to be a political party of India itself will mean
The negation of all trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity.
And to be a political leader means to be
A denier of trustworthiness, loyalty,
Dedication and sincerity.
That is where you have had to say helplessly
“You don’t’ have magical wand in your hand”
So, Mr. Prime Minister,
You and your party also knew very clearly,
You can easily arrest Anna Hazare or any one
Who fights for the meek and poor
Against the black money and corruption.
Just for the reason that you know for yourself
Very clearly from inside your party circle that
No other party is different and sincere
In joining this anti corruption movements.
Neither governing group nor apposing Group,
Will strongly come against you
Since all of you have the same agenda
In protecting the corruption and black money.
So, you are secure to feel that,
That poor and meek has no other choice
But to vote for one of you again and again.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
DEAR ANNA HAZARE – TEHEY ARE THE CRIME MINISTERS AND CHEAP JUSTICES OF INIDA - YOU CAN”T TOUCH THEM.
INDIAN POLITICS - WOOD CUTTERS AS THE PROTECTORS OF THE FOREST.
India proves it again
In the name great democracy.
Democracy herein has become
Just a bouquet or full coconut
Given in the hand of monkeys.
****** *******
See the very ill-fate of this our great mother - India.
Wood-cutters are here’s protectors of the forest
Termites are the cloths put on to cover naked truth.
*********** ********
Didn’t you see Mr. anna Hazare,
In this Independence Day morning,
They, the thugs and murderers of this great nations,
Running heavily to hoist the flag of India
To thank her in the name of the freedom and chance they got
To rape her (their own mother) the way they want
And to suck and stock her menstrual blood even.
************** *******
All political parties and leaders herein are same
With the same kind of wine put in different bottles,
With different names (Irrespective of their faction and name).
No one of them are other than the wood cutters,
Thieves, thugs and murderers
And the perpetrators of all wrong doings and cruelties.
************
What, Dear Anna, could you expect better
As the rule and law of such a jungle
Than to allow the cruel and beastly
To be crueler and beastlier
At the cost and blood of poor and meek?
By putting more condition and bridles on the protectors
To unconditionally let the woodcutters (the ruling group)
To clean the forest of any tree or plant of virtue.
****** ********
That is why
The men of black money and power are with
Twenty two or more conditions and bridles
On those meek who fast for the meek and poor.
********** **********
And it is no wonder to see
These men of black money and power
Ensure to have no conditions and bridles
For criminals, thugs and corrupts
Or for the so-called Prime or crime ministers, chief or cheep justices
Or ministers (monsters) or bureaucrats (bureau-crabs) of this jungle
For doing their corrupt and criminal activities.
*********** ********
They will invite you, dear Anna, to the Election front.
Do you have any doubt as to who will win
The match of election to be
One among the members of their power house.
Never the week and meek sheep or goat.
But , for sure, only the lions and tigers
Of the jungle of black money and power.
With all the laws they have passed or will pass for themselves,
They will justify anything of cruelty and corruption
To make the same as the walk and talk of this jungle land
And to ensure only they will have the winning streak
Through the hearts and fields of ignorant Illiterate Indian majority,
The very play ground of Indian democracy.
Don’t ever hope these sheep and goats
Can make their voice heard.
And don’t ever hope these poor sheep and goats
Will ever know and understand
Who their protectors and well-wishers are.
Because this is Democracy.
Herein, meek and week are supposed to be
Only the ladders of vote bank
To let stronger and crueler thieves and thugs
Go up pressing their feet on their shoulder
Or are they very cheap and weak watchmen
(But respected and powerful in script)
Who can’t have any other option but to open the doors
To these stronger and crueler thieves and thugs.
******** **********
Proud
To able to born as an India
To live as an Indian
And to die only as an Indian
With a vision of accommodating
All the world and universality with all its diversities
In to the great concept of great mother India,
To see and make all different as only one.
Shame
To see Independence Day of this great, great mother
Celebrated by hoisting of its flag,
Only by the great criminals and thugs
Fully depending on their black power and money
Shame
To be helplessly see only the criminals and thugs
Filling in all its parliaments, assemblies, courts and offices
And to see those thugs and criminals
Find reasons to put more and more conditions and bridles
On those who fast for the people
And just to be able to live very passively.
************** *******
DEAR ANNA HAZARE –
TEHEY ARE THE CRIME MINISTERS AND CHEAP JUSTICES OF INIDA -
YOU CAN”T TOUCH THEM.
India proves it again
In the name great democracy.
Democracy herein has become
Just a bouquet or full coconut
Given in the hand of monkeys.
****** *******
See the very ill-fate of this our great mother - India.
Wood-cutters are here’s protectors of the forest
Termites are the cloths put on to cover naked truth.
*********** ********
Didn’t you see Mr. anna Hazare,
In this Independence Day morning,
They, the thugs and murderers of this great nations,
Running heavily to hoist the flag of India
To thank her in the name of the freedom and chance they got
To rape her (their own mother) the way they want
And to suck and stock her menstrual blood even.
************** *******
All political parties and leaders herein are same
With the same kind of wine put in different bottles,
With different names (Irrespective of their faction and name).
No one of them are other than the wood cutters,
Thieves, thugs and murderers
And the perpetrators of all wrong doings and cruelties.
************
What, Dear Anna, could you expect better
As the rule and law of such a jungle
Than to allow the cruel and beastly
To be crueler and beastlier
At the cost and blood of poor and meek?
By putting more condition and bridles on the protectors
To unconditionally let the woodcutters (the ruling group)
To clean the forest of any tree or plant of virtue.
****** ********
That is why
The men of black money and power are with
Twenty two or more conditions and bridles
On those meek who fast for the meek and poor.
********** **********
And it is no wonder to see
These men of black money and power
Ensure to have no conditions and bridles
For criminals, thugs and corrupts
Or for the so-called Prime or crime ministers, chief or cheep justices
Or ministers (monsters) or bureaucrats (bureau-crabs) of this jungle
For doing their corrupt and criminal activities.
*********** ********
They will invite you, dear Anna, to the Election front.
Do you have any doubt as to who will win
The match of election to be
One among the members of their power house.
Never the week and meek sheep or goat.
But , for sure, only the lions and tigers
Of the jungle of black money and power.
With all the laws they have passed or will pass for themselves,
They will justify anything of cruelty and corruption
To make the same as the walk and talk of this jungle land
And to ensure only they will have the winning streak
Through the hearts and fields of ignorant Illiterate Indian majority,
The very play ground of Indian democracy.
Don’t ever hope these sheep and goats
Can make their voice heard.
And don’t ever hope these poor sheep and goats
Will ever know and understand
Who their protectors and well-wishers are.
Because this is Democracy.
Herein, meek and week are supposed to be
Only the ladders of vote bank
To let stronger and crueler thieves and thugs
Go up pressing their feet on their shoulder
Or are they very cheap and weak watchmen
(But respected and powerful in script)
Who can’t have any other option but to open the doors
To these stronger and crueler thieves and thugs.
******** **********
Proud
To able to born as an India
To live as an Indian
And to die only as an Indian
With a vision of accommodating
All the world and universality with all its diversities
In to the great concept of great mother India,
To see and make all different as only one.
Shame
To see Independence Day of this great, great mother
Celebrated by hoisting of its flag,
Only by the great criminals and thugs
Fully depending on their black power and money
Shame
To be helplessly see only the criminals and thugs
Filling in all its parliaments, assemblies, courts and offices
And to see those thugs and criminals
Find reasons to put more and more conditions and bridles
On those who fast for the people
And just to be able to live very passively.
************** *******
DEAR ANNA HAZARE –
TEHEY ARE THE CRIME MINISTERS AND CHEAP JUSTICES OF INIDA -
YOU CAN”T TOUCH THEM.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
WHO HAS THE BEST CHANCE TO BE REALIZED? OBAMA AND AISHWARYA RAI
WHO HAS THE BEST CHANCE TO BE REALIZED?
OBAMA AND AISHWARYA RAI
Life is for what life is
God is for what God is
********* *******
God is the face of life
And life is the face of God
********* ********
Is-ness is what God is
And is-ness is what life is.
Is-ness where does God live in
And in is-ness where does life move on
*****************
Virtue and vulgarity,
Good and evil
Are on one and the same side
Of God and life, the coin,
The one sided coin.
************
Master, then
Who has the best chance to get realized
Of this great, but simple truth?
First of all, my son,
The so-called most beautiful woman of the world.
Only she will know what the beauty is not.
Only she will know how silly is great and how great is silly.
Only she will know how ugly she is when she does excreting.
Only she will know what the so-called beauty is not good for
Only she will know, how silly and simply whole world is cheated
And getting in wandering after the beauty, coasting their whole life….
And only she will know how ugly it is to her to see herself
Excreting and urinating.
And the husband of that so-called most beautiful woman
Will be the second person to be able to realize the truth
At the earliest and easiest.
He only know all great things are equally silly
And silly things are equally great.
He only will know How great is the extend of illusion
Of the very so-called beauty of the world.
*********** ********
Master, then who else
Could easily realize the truth, if they really want?
“Obama and any other chieftains.
If they will reflect themselves
To know, first of all, how insecure they are
And how unhappy they are
With all what they are attributed with.
And to know how weak they are
For not being able to avoid
Their own brushing and bathing
And shaving and cleaning of
Their own private parts.
And to know how week they are
Not to know and not to be in control of
The beating of their heart, breathing of their lungs
Circulation of their blood, functioning of their brain
And growing of their hair and nail.
Dear my son,
Who else can help Obama and such other chieftains
When they have to go to toilet
To urinate or excrete
When they have to clean their such private parts of the body?
With all their so-called power and beauty, my son,
They have no other choice
Than to go themselves
And do the same by themselves
As any one else in this world
************* ********
Dear my son,
With all their so-called power and beauty
They can’t excrete and urinate
Any different or more powerful
Or more beautiful excreta or urine.
They can’t be helped in any of the above
With all the powers and beauty
They are attributed with.
************* *******
To this level and to know this level
They will get easy chance and access
To get realized to know that
The silly, but great life and God
Is equally the same for all.
OBAMA AND AISHWARYA RAI
Life is for what life is
God is for what God is
********* *******
God is the face of life
And life is the face of God
********* ********
Is-ness is what God is
And is-ness is what life is.
Is-ness where does God live in
And in is-ness where does life move on
*****************
Virtue and vulgarity,
Good and evil
Are on one and the same side
Of God and life, the coin,
The one sided coin.
************
Master, then
Who has the best chance to get realized
Of this great, but simple truth?
First of all, my son,
The so-called most beautiful woman of the world.
Only she will know what the beauty is not.
Only she will know how silly is great and how great is silly.
Only she will know how ugly she is when she does excreting.
Only she will know what the so-called beauty is not good for
Only she will know, how silly and simply whole world is cheated
And getting in wandering after the beauty, coasting their whole life….
And only she will know how ugly it is to her to see herself
Excreting and urinating.
And the husband of that so-called most beautiful woman
Will be the second person to be able to realize the truth
At the earliest and easiest.
He only know all great things are equally silly
And silly things are equally great.
He only will know How great is the extend of illusion
Of the very so-called beauty of the world.
*********** ********
Master, then who else
Could easily realize the truth, if they really want?
“Obama and any other chieftains.
If they will reflect themselves
To know, first of all, how insecure they are
And how unhappy they are
With all what they are attributed with.
And to know how weak they are
For not being able to avoid
Their own brushing and bathing
And shaving and cleaning of
Their own private parts.
And to know how week they are
Not to know and not to be in control of
The beating of their heart, breathing of their lungs
Circulation of their blood, functioning of their brain
And growing of their hair and nail.
Dear my son,
Who else can help Obama and such other chieftains
When they have to go to toilet
To urinate or excrete
When they have to clean their such private parts of the body?
With all their so-called power and beauty, my son,
They have no other choice
Than to go themselves
And do the same by themselves
As any one else in this world
************* ********
Dear my son,
With all their so-called power and beauty
They can’t excrete and urinate
Any different or more powerful
Or more beautiful excreta or urine.
They can’t be helped in any of the above
With all the powers and beauty
They are attributed with.
************* *******
To this level and to know this level
They will get easy chance and access
To get realized to know that
The silly, but great life and God
Is equally the same for all.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
INDIA – A POOR MOTHER, WHOSE BREAST IS CUT FOR HALF KILO OF ITS MEAT.
India – a country ever looted-
Is still being looted.
Earlier, we could say and we said,
It was Ghory, Ghasni, Mughals,
Potuguese, French, British, etc.
It is now, none other than own children.
Political children.
Political thieves, robbers and burglars.
So-called our great leaders and rulers.
They come, in disguise, to power
To rule and govern her
Only to rape and loot her
To kill her own other children
Or to deny milk of her breast
To her other millions of children.
India, a great nation of great notions and visions
Has got a very ill-fate of a very poor and sick mother
Who helplessly is made to see her children
Contesting and fighting each other,
Under the great name and pretext of democracy,
To cut her breast in to pieces
To get and give them the share of half kilo of its meat.
None of these dirty looters/thugs ever took interest
To be with her to share her lone (but sacred) victimized feeling
And never had they ever thrived to go
Into her great soul of great vision
To know that such a mother’s soul could
Accommodate all and all in this big silly world.
Is still being looted.
Earlier, we could say and we said,
It was Ghory, Ghasni, Mughals,
Potuguese, French, British, etc.
It is now, none other than own children.
Political children.
Political thieves, robbers and burglars.
So-called our great leaders and rulers.
They come, in disguise, to power
To rule and govern her
Only to rape and loot her
To kill her own other children
Or to deny milk of her breast
To her other millions of children.
India, a great nation of great notions and visions
Has got a very ill-fate of a very poor and sick mother
Who helplessly is made to see her children
Contesting and fighting each other,
Under the great name and pretext of democracy,
To cut her breast in to pieces
To get and give them the share of half kilo of its meat.
None of these dirty looters/thugs ever took interest
To be with her to share her lone (but sacred) victimized feeling
And never had they ever thrived to go
Into her great soul of great vision
To know that such a mother’s soul could
Accommodate all and all in this big silly world.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
WHY TARGETING BRAHMINS AND CASTE SYSTEM, AND NOT POLITICAL ISLAM OF EXCLUSIVITY THEORY AND PHILOSOPHY OF INTOLERANCE?
We have to be frank
And, at least, have to see and know that
To be spiritual, to seek truth and God
And to be one with truth and God
There are no barriers or particular path
And religions are least required.
Denying religions should not mean
Denying God or not seeking truth and God.
Rather, it is the religions that deny
The real truth and real God
Obstructing the sight of
Real all encompassing truth and God
Putting covers of faith and blindness
On the eyes of seekers
Precluding them from further seeking
On their own feet on their own way.
********** **********
Mohammed could be a person different
From what we perceive of him today.
A mystic, a spiritual, a visionary, a great soul.
The truth could flow from him too
Like it can/could flow any time from any one
And from any such mystic, spiritual, visionary and great soul.
But politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Has a different look and outlook.
It wanted only Islam to remain as the one and only way and faith.
It claims its exclusivity and finality to represent and preach God and truth.
It reiterates that no one can come to talk truth after Mohammed.
All others, after Mohammed, have just to follow and interpret him.
It considers itself as the only one religion of only one God
And Mohammed as the last and final to spell truth.
Hence, it has the authoritarian and totalitarian tone,
Instilled with ideology of intolerance and inability to co-exist with others,
To say and see all other religions, paths and ways are wrong
And are that of leading to wrong and hell.
********** **********
Arabs happened to get one. Only one.
Nothing before or after that one.
Unlike India or China or Greece.
Embarrassed or overwhelmed in such a situation,
And with ignorance (or pretending ignorance) of the past and other parts of the world,
They thought that one can be the maximum
And nothing can (or need to) come beyond that one.
But they did not want to answer why Quran,
Which they considered as the last and complete,
Could not represent more than 75% of the worlds?
And, even when they claimed the book of Quran
As the last one from the last prophet,
They could not explain why it was not made to be a complete book
While Mohammed was alive
And why it was compiled only after 20 years of his death?
********** **********
Truth and God can be sought and found
Through any path and direction, including Islam.
No need to exclude Islam only,
If the seekers are really sincere to their seeking.
Except for the case,
In their search to enjoy the real fruit
They will have to peal off the skins and covers
That carried the name of religions of Islam or any other.
*************** ***********
So, here
Don’t you think this exclusivity claim of Islam was
Only a part of Arab politics and part of Arab nationalism and culture?
Otherwise, why should they make it compulsory
Even the prayers to be in Arabic language
And by turning towards Mekkah/Kaaba in Arabian land?
Was it because God is/was confined
To the language of Arabic and the direction Mekkah/Kaaba?
Or was it not just politically organizes the people under one and only form?
********* ***************
Mohammed is our master,
Among many thousands of masters
Who have gone by and who are yet to go by.
Politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Shows and depicts to us a Mohammed,
Who is confused, tensioning and fearing,
Whereby he needs all Muslims compulsorily pray for him,
As the integral part of all their prayer.
It doesn’t give us a picture of an emancipated soul.
It gives us a picture of a business person giving more and more of
Offers and schemes in the name of God
To get him and his God marketed
And asking the followers to wage wars for him and his God
In their effort to market and advertise him and his god.
And in this way, while waging war claiming superiority,
Politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Do not consider all the humans as equal and one,
Unless they comes under one fold and umbrella of Islam.
The politicized and politics created Islam and Quran very clearly states
“Pagans/polytheists are dirty (untouchable)” (Quran).
As per this Islam and Quran,
A Muslim can’t eat food of/with pagans/polytheists,
Can’t stay with a pagans/polytheists,
Can’t marry pagans and polytheists,
Can’t co-exist with pagans and polytheists.
So, is a Muslim asked to wage war against pagans and polytheists,
Unless or until they convert to the fold of Islam.
*******************
If so, why do the Islamists and Muslims talk against
Caste system and Brahmin supremacy?
It is easily understandable that caste system was
Wrongly implemented and interpreted.
But was never based on faith, but practice.
Practice of strict work-force distribution.
Division of labor was based on the fact that
There were different sectors of labors to be attended.
Brahmin never waged war against any one,
Except for the social set up of the time wanted them
To follow caste system as a method of work force distribution.
Rather, India was mostly attacked, looted and occupied.
Just for the passivity of Indian nation
Due to their great vision "all are equally true"
************* *********
At least we need to know that it was the same Brahmin living India
That allowed Islam and Christianity and all other religions
To enter into India and propagate freely.
Whereas, any country where Islam have entered,
Islam Has obliterated such countries’ past memories,
Cultural and civilization heritages and landmarks,
Including their way of life, language and customs.
Can you imagine of the real muslims who ask
A Muslim country to be perfectly secular?
************* ********
You made it your habit,
Like you are in your rituals,
To do without applying your conscience,
To follow without being convinced,
By giving your head and tongue to others’
Thoughts and dictations.
Imitating just physically, repeating just by tongue,
Spelling what others are/were spelling
To the extend that your prayer,
Its timing, mode, content and language are and will be
As decided and dictated by such others of past.
That is why all your prayers are, to you,
Tiring and exhausting.
Never spontaneously flowing.
So, is your way of putting blame on others too.
********** ********* ********
Caste system was an old day social set-up,
Made to be based on certain kind of faith in later stage.
Like the present day social set-up has become the way it is today
Because of its certain kind of faith suiting to this time.
Unlike the conspiracy theory says or try or want to put it.
It was not because of concerted conspiracy,
The Brahmins were exploiting anyone.
Brahmins of ancient period never convened a meeting,
Like the proponents of conspiracy theory want us to understand,
To conspire against the humanity and lower classes,
Like it happens with the present day political parties and religious organizations.
Brahmins were the leaders of that time.
Just because they deserved to be so,
Because of their Brahma jnan (knowledge of the whole).
Kshatriyas were warrior
Who readied themselves to face the challenge of fighting and wars.
Automatically, like even in present modern system,
Leaders enjoyed certain facilities and luxuries.
Any one who start enjoying certain security and luxury
Wanted and would need, in any time through out the history till date,
To keep it continuing.
Even our present day political and religious parties
And its leaders want and try to do so.
Political or social or religious organizations
And its leaders of all time had and have now
An easy walk in their life at the cost of others.
Bureaucrats as well have this easy walk in their life at the cost of public.
Leaders anywhere throughout the history, till today,
Have been enjoying special status.
In old days it was Brahmin as the priests and leaders.
Kshatriya as well, the warriors, were the leaders.
But with their claimed the jnana (knowledge) of brahma (the whole)
And well preparedness to fight and face the threats.
Present day priests or Brahmins
(call them Political or religious parties and leaders)
Enjoy and waste more than what
The real Brahmins of past were (blamed to be) enjoying.
Any group or an organization will have its leaders.
Any party or its leaders will live at the cost of public.
In old time Brahmins were these leaders.
You may call these priests in the present day terms
As political or religious leaders or political or religious parties.
********* ********** *********
If so,
Why should we put the blame only on Brahmins of old time?
It is very easy to put blame, targeting any old group ,
Like it is done in any and every conspiracy theory….
On day to day basis.
***********
Let us ask one very simple question…?
What do we think about the present day political parties, leader and bureaucrat.?
Is not the major share of nation's wealth spent and looted by these groups?
Is it because they are Brahmins…?
What does this mean…?
It is necessary to be a Brahmin to be corrupt
And to cause looting and wasting of wealth?
Also doesn’t it means that it is not necessarily the Brahmins,
To cause looting and wasting of wealth of nation?
Historically how many Brahmins are and were there to show….?
If at all Brahmins caused, as what you call the wastage of wealth ,
Was it not done by individual Brahmins, as any other human being?
Rather, was it because the faith and belief of Brahmanism of that time
Asked to do the same?
If so, why same is still continuing…..?
The same faith and belief, different way, causes waste of wealth in present day…
When we waste public wealth to build Masjids and churches
In each and every corners of our country, what does it mean?
Doesn’t the same cause wasting of public wealth?
True, you will have an argument, it is a matter of faith.
And Brahmin, as a concept also was a matter of a faith of that social set-up of that time.
Why should we take double standard for our leaders and Brahmins?
Brahmins were priests or leaders as well.
Without priests/leader no one had a group or an organization or a party.
Whether you name them as priests or leader, it is only a matter of your choice.
Were the Arab rulers and royal families,
Who wasted a lot and lot, Brahmins?
Were King Fahad, Bin Ali, Saddam, and Gaddafi, and many others…. Brahmins?
Were A Raja and Kani Mozhi and Bangarappa Brahmins?
Any group/leader in and around the power causes looting and spending of nation’s wealth.
It is not because one was Brahmin and other was not.
So, there is nothing and no ground for the Brahmins only to be blamed
As per the conspiracy theory, post-hatched to suit one’s need and interest.
*************** *********
Can you see one simple example of
Obliteration by Brahmins.
Nowhere. Never.
Rather it was their openness
and their belief "all ways are equally true"
That made India welcome all other religions.
And India has thereby cradled all diverse visions and philosophies.
Because Brahmins, unlike other leaders, were
Knowledgeable people of high vision and spirituality.
Mostly sincere to the core.
Seeing no difference between the faiths and approaches.
Only exception to this could be said
The so-called obliteration of Buddhism and Jainism.
But Buddhism and Jainism was nothing but
Clear, real and different interpretation or off-shoot of
Brahmanic and Hindu concept and faith of God and Universe.
That is why India is still continuing to be
With all religions of the world and with all its braches,
Improvised and nor-improvised versions,
With all its memories and monuments kept intact.
********** **********
Take the case the countries where Islam entered.
Did not Islam completely destroy and obliterate
All the footprints, cultural heritages and historical signs,
Language and customs and beliefs of all those great civilizations
Like that of Egypt, Palestine, Iraq, Turkey, etc…..?
Also, take the case of the countries where Muslims have majority.
witll the real muslims there want a secular system
And would they welcome other religions and visions
To be easily propogated therein, like it is happening in India now,
And like it was happening in India before?
Islam’s claim of truth’s oneness and Islam's exclusivity and finality claim,
Will not (or cannot) allow Muslims to accommodate and tolerate
Any other beliefs, culture, and customs as equally right/true
And will not allow them to co-exist with the other faiths and paths, therby.
Kaaba, as understood by even Muslims,
Was a temple with more than 360 idols.
What did they do with it?
Did they keep any of them, even as the remnants of old culture or faith?
They destroyed them all to make Kaaba to the kind of a worshipping place
Suiting to their faith and philosophy.
Philosophy of intolerance.
And, at least, have to see and know that
To be spiritual, to seek truth and God
And to be one with truth and God
There are no barriers or particular path
And religions are least required.
Denying religions should not mean
Denying God or not seeking truth and God.
Rather, it is the religions that deny
The real truth and real God
Obstructing the sight of
Real all encompassing truth and God
Putting covers of faith and blindness
On the eyes of seekers
Precluding them from further seeking
On their own feet on their own way.
********** **********
Mohammed could be a person different
From what we perceive of him today.
A mystic, a spiritual, a visionary, a great soul.
The truth could flow from him too
Like it can/could flow any time from any one
And from any such mystic, spiritual, visionary and great soul.
But politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Has a different look and outlook.
It wanted only Islam to remain as the one and only way and faith.
It claims its exclusivity and finality to represent and preach God and truth.
It reiterates that no one can come to talk truth after Mohammed.
All others, after Mohammed, have just to follow and interpret him.
It considers itself as the only one religion of only one God
And Mohammed as the last and final to spell truth.
Hence, it has the authoritarian and totalitarian tone,
Instilled with ideology of intolerance and inability to co-exist with others,
To say and see all other religions, paths and ways are wrong
And are that of leading to wrong and hell.
********** **********
Arabs happened to get one. Only one.
Nothing before or after that one.
Unlike India or China or Greece.
Embarrassed or overwhelmed in such a situation,
And with ignorance (or pretending ignorance) of the past and other parts of the world,
They thought that one can be the maximum
And nothing can (or need to) come beyond that one.
But they did not want to answer why Quran,
Which they considered as the last and complete,
Could not represent more than 75% of the worlds?
And, even when they claimed the book of Quran
As the last one from the last prophet,
They could not explain why it was not made to be a complete book
While Mohammed was alive
And why it was compiled only after 20 years of his death?
********** **********
Truth and God can be sought and found
Through any path and direction, including Islam.
No need to exclude Islam only,
If the seekers are really sincere to their seeking.
Except for the case,
In their search to enjoy the real fruit
They will have to peal off the skins and covers
That carried the name of religions of Islam or any other.
*************** ***********
So, here
Don’t you think this exclusivity claim of Islam was
Only a part of Arab politics and part of Arab nationalism and culture?
Otherwise, why should they make it compulsory
Even the prayers to be in Arabic language
And by turning towards Mekkah/Kaaba in Arabian land?
Was it because God is/was confined
To the language of Arabic and the direction Mekkah/Kaaba?
Or was it not just politically organizes the people under one and only form?
********* ***************
Mohammed is our master,
Among many thousands of masters
Who have gone by and who are yet to go by.
Politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Shows and depicts to us a Mohammed,
Who is confused, tensioning and fearing,
Whereby he needs all Muslims compulsorily pray for him,
As the integral part of all their prayer.
It doesn’t give us a picture of an emancipated soul.
It gives us a picture of a business person giving more and more of
Offers and schemes in the name of God
To get him and his God marketed
And asking the followers to wage wars for him and his God
In their effort to market and advertise him and his god.
And in this way, while waging war claiming superiority,
Politicized Islam and Islam created by politics
Do not consider all the humans as equal and one,
Unless they comes under one fold and umbrella of Islam.
The politicized and politics created Islam and Quran very clearly states
“Pagans/polytheists are dirty (untouchable)” (Quran).
As per this Islam and Quran,
A Muslim can’t eat food of/with pagans/polytheists,
Can’t stay with a pagans/polytheists,
Can’t marry pagans and polytheists,
Can’t co-exist with pagans and polytheists.
So, is a Muslim asked to wage war against pagans and polytheists,
Unless or until they convert to the fold of Islam.
*******************
If so, why do the Islamists and Muslims talk against
Caste system and Brahmin supremacy?
It is easily understandable that caste system was
Wrongly implemented and interpreted.
But was never based on faith, but practice.
Practice of strict work-force distribution.
Division of labor was based on the fact that
There were different sectors of labors to be attended.
Brahmin never waged war against any one,
Except for the social set up of the time wanted them
To follow caste system as a method of work force distribution.
Rather, India was mostly attacked, looted and occupied.
Just for the passivity of Indian nation
Due to their great vision "all are equally true"
************* *********
At least we need to know that it was the same Brahmin living India
That allowed Islam and Christianity and all other religions
To enter into India and propagate freely.
Whereas, any country where Islam have entered,
Islam Has obliterated such countries’ past memories,
Cultural and civilization heritages and landmarks,
Including their way of life, language and customs.
Can you imagine of the real muslims who ask
A Muslim country to be perfectly secular?
************* ********
You made it your habit,
Like you are in your rituals,
To do without applying your conscience,
To follow without being convinced,
By giving your head and tongue to others’
Thoughts and dictations.
Imitating just physically, repeating just by tongue,
Spelling what others are/were spelling
To the extend that your prayer,
Its timing, mode, content and language are and will be
As decided and dictated by such others of past.
That is why all your prayers are, to you,
Tiring and exhausting.
Never spontaneously flowing.
So, is your way of putting blame on others too.
********** ********* ********
Caste system was an old day social set-up,
Made to be based on certain kind of faith in later stage.
Like the present day social set-up has become the way it is today
Because of its certain kind of faith suiting to this time.
Unlike the conspiracy theory says or try or want to put it.
It was not because of concerted conspiracy,
The Brahmins were exploiting anyone.
Brahmins of ancient period never convened a meeting,
Like the proponents of conspiracy theory want us to understand,
To conspire against the humanity and lower classes,
Like it happens with the present day political parties and religious organizations.
Brahmins were the leaders of that time.
Just because they deserved to be so,
Because of their Brahma jnan (knowledge of the whole).
Kshatriyas were warrior
Who readied themselves to face the challenge of fighting and wars.
Automatically, like even in present modern system,
Leaders enjoyed certain facilities and luxuries.
Any one who start enjoying certain security and luxury
Wanted and would need, in any time through out the history till date,
To keep it continuing.
Even our present day political and religious parties
And its leaders want and try to do so.
Political or social or religious organizations
And its leaders of all time had and have now
An easy walk in their life at the cost of others.
Bureaucrats as well have this easy walk in their life at the cost of public.
Leaders anywhere throughout the history, till today,
Have been enjoying special status.
In old days it was Brahmin as the priests and leaders.
Kshatriya as well, the warriors, were the leaders.
But with their claimed the jnana (knowledge) of brahma (the whole)
And well preparedness to fight and face the threats.
Present day priests or Brahmins
(call them Political or religious parties and leaders)
Enjoy and waste more than what
The real Brahmins of past were (blamed to be) enjoying.
Any group or an organization will have its leaders.
Any party or its leaders will live at the cost of public.
In old time Brahmins were these leaders.
You may call these priests in the present day terms
As political or religious leaders or political or religious parties.
********* ********** *********
If so,
Why should we put the blame only on Brahmins of old time?
It is very easy to put blame, targeting any old group ,
Like it is done in any and every conspiracy theory….
On day to day basis.
***********
Let us ask one very simple question…?
What do we think about the present day political parties, leader and bureaucrat.?
Is not the major share of nation's wealth spent and looted by these groups?
Is it because they are Brahmins…?
What does this mean…?
It is necessary to be a Brahmin to be corrupt
And to cause looting and wasting of wealth?
Also doesn’t it means that it is not necessarily the Brahmins,
To cause looting and wasting of wealth of nation?
Historically how many Brahmins are and were there to show….?
If at all Brahmins caused, as what you call the wastage of wealth ,
Was it not done by individual Brahmins, as any other human being?
Rather, was it because the faith and belief of Brahmanism of that time
Asked to do the same?
If so, why same is still continuing…..?
The same faith and belief, different way, causes waste of wealth in present day…
When we waste public wealth to build Masjids and churches
In each and every corners of our country, what does it mean?
Doesn’t the same cause wasting of public wealth?
True, you will have an argument, it is a matter of faith.
And Brahmin, as a concept also was a matter of a faith of that social set-up of that time.
Why should we take double standard for our leaders and Brahmins?
Brahmins were priests or leaders as well.
Without priests/leader no one had a group or an organization or a party.
Whether you name them as priests or leader, it is only a matter of your choice.
Were the Arab rulers and royal families,
Who wasted a lot and lot, Brahmins?
Were King Fahad, Bin Ali, Saddam, and Gaddafi, and many others…. Brahmins?
Were A Raja and Kani Mozhi and Bangarappa Brahmins?
Any group/leader in and around the power causes looting and spending of nation’s wealth.
It is not because one was Brahmin and other was not.
So, there is nothing and no ground for the Brahmins only to be blamed
As per the conspiracy theory, post-hatched to suit one’s need and interest.
*************** *********
Can you see one simple example of
Obliteration by Brahmins.
Nowhere. Never.
Rather it was their openness
and their belief "all ways are equally true"
That made India welcome all other religions.
And India has thereby cradled all diverse visions and philosophies.
Because Brahmins, unlike other leaders, were
Knowledgeable people of high vision and spirituality.
Mostly sincere to the core.
Seeing no difference between the faiths and approaches.
Only exception to this could be said
The so-called obliteration of Buddhism and Jainism.
But Buddhism and Jainism was nothing but
Clear, real and different interpretation or off-shoot of
Brahmanic and Hindu concept and faith of God and Universe.
That is why India is still continuing to be
With all religions of the world and with all its braches,
Improvised and nor-improvised versions,
With all its memories and monuments kept intact.
********** **********
Take the case the countries where Islam entered.
Did not Islam completely destroy and obliterate
All the footprints, cultural heritages and historical signs,
Language and customs and beliefs of all those great civilizations
Like that of Egypt, Palestine, Iraq, Turkey, etc…..?
Also, take the case of the countries where Muslims have majority.
witll the real muslims there want a secular system
And would they welcome other religions and visions
To be easily propogated therein, like it is happening in India now,
And like it was happening in India before?
Islam’s claim of truth’s oneness and Islam's exclusivity and finality claim,
Will not (or cannot) allow Muslims to accommodate and tolerate
Any other beliefs, culture, and customs as equally right/true
And will not allow them to co-exist with the other faiths and paths, therby.
Kaaba, as understood by even Muslims,
Was a temple with more than 360 idols.
What did they do with it?
Did they keep any of them, even as the remnants of old culture or faith?
They destroyed them all to make Kaaba to the kind of a worshipping place
Suiting to their faith and philosophy.
Philosophy of intolerance.
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