Writing about myself? oh!It will really be difficult on my part to write about myself...
To complete this formality of this Hi5 ,I am writing about the impression that I have in others. It's not necessary that you should agree to them ,I may have different impression in you. My friends say me " you scarecrow,you skeleton" I like their comment because I am lanky and slim... Most say that I am "introvert".They may be true. They also say that what pleases other doesn't pleases me. I agree to them. One of my friend frequently says that I am interesting and respectful.I don't know what makes her sure for that. My mom tells me that I am her worthy son.But I say"mom don't be happy only for that because I have to be worthy son of every mother ..I am not only your son" Nature says " Nature lover"
Teacher says " you left handed "why?" fellow."
I am terrorist..yes don't laugh at me because terrorist because I create terror
in the heart of those who have evil desire. "witty" and "sarcastic" I am frequently given this tag during argument and discussion.
Who Am I?
I am the One
I am the Only One
I am that I am, and no other
I am the One who Serves
I am the One who Gives and Receives
I am that I am, and no other
I am the One who Acts
I am the One who Performs no Action
I am that I am, and no other
I am the One who remains eternally Silent
I am the One whose Voice Created All
I am that I am, and no other
I am the One Life
One Being with One Mind
I am that I am, and no other
I am the Many Lives
Many beings with many Minds
I am that I am, and no other
I am the One
I am the Only One
I am that I am
Interests
Unlimited......
let me quote some of my interest. *unlike others I take my job with great interest.so I like working in labs with medicine,drugs,chemicals and ,microscope. *.To feel pulse of people and share gains and pains *.Sitting alone in the night in a garden to invent new doctrines and ideas. *Writing poems..seldom... *.Eating books,yes I eat books to get energy .I mean, I will die if books are apart from me.
*.about games-playing Table tennis, I like gardening..
*.dreaming
*I am philatelist and numismatist. *.Grave digging of...(sensible mind knows what I meant here).. *taking lonely walk... *sitting idle and staring st the blue sky,
Favorite Music
I like listening calm instrumental and sonorous music while I am with my books..
greatly attracted by Chinese traditional instrumental,
there are some singer like Raamesh,Jeevan Sharma... whose songs are the story of the people and who acts like the morning light to clear darkness.. I like them....
Some Indian singer have attracted me....
but the most beautiful music is the music of nature..I forget everything when When nature sings for me.....
Favorite Movies
I just hate movies..I dont know whether it is my fault not to like them or its their fault to create illusion and darkness with their virtual light and moving pictures..
my life is my movie.. I see protagonist abd antagonist under my eyes... I picture myself as a hero not just dying for his gilr but as a hero fighting for TRUTH,JUSTICE,PEACE ADN LOVE.....
Favorite Books
Books;; much like human ; make me smile ; they make me cry; they please; they hurt; they tempt me only to later desert me....
Sirish Ko Phool( The blue Mimosa) by Parijaat.The same old story by Ivan Goncharov,My most favourite is-"Farewell my friend" a novelty by RabindraNath Tagore.
"Motorcycle Diaries"
"ANIMAL FARM " by George Orwell
"DAS KAPITAL" by Karl Marx..
Favorite Quote
There are a lot but it's not possible to mention all , I'm just mentioning some of them that comes out of my mind at the time writing this :
my brain is open ( Paul Erdos, best mathematician of the century 20 maybe of all times ) better die trying that never to try ( I don't know who say it first ) I'd rather be hated for what i am than loved for what I'm not ( Kurt Cobain quote ) science is organized knowledge,wisdom is organized life. ( Immanuel Kant author of critique of pure reason ) in any non-trivial axiomatic system, there are true theorems which cannot be proven. ( Kurt Godel ) .
I RESIST THEREFORE I EXIST( I found it in red diary)
So many deeds cry out to be done, And always urgently; The world rolls on, Time presses. Ten thousand years are too long, Seize the day, seize the hour! Mao Tse-Tung 1963
Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry. - Mark Twain
Better to die on your feet than to live on your knees - Zapata, Che Guevara
After completing our university examination,we planned a tour... TIRUPATI TEMPLE was the choice of all.. I wont write here how we reached there,what we ate etc etc..I am just writing what i saw and felt in premises of temple.. It is one of the richest temple of world.It earns huge sum of money from the people who visit there..So it is systematic and well managed. So it is built up of Gold and jewels... They say that god needs huge sum of wealth. So there was ticket system for Darshan(to see God).. It doesnt mean that those who dont have money cant visit. Yes they can but there is separate provision for them... I wanted to know what is the centre of attraction that attracts so many people ,all around the globle , and all over the year. I had two tickets . First was for free and the second was bought by paying indian rupees 500..So first day i was visiting for free..But we people ,we majority of people who were not in a position to buy ticket, were placed in separate hall(people used to say it jail) after the hall wass full it was locked from outside.I saw the people sleeping in floor. Children,old ,women and man all had gone bald( to make god happy)they didnt have energy to sit.So they were sleeping on the marble slate..Their face clearly showed that they had empty stomach. They used to rush while the authority of temple distributing food. We were locked in the hall for 8 hrs. In between they used to chant"GOVINDA"(NAME OF GOD) When door was opened they rushed to get darshan of God.. Children crying ,old man and woman being neglected by the strongs. Who cares? They were in hurry. So was I.
Wow ..so great temple. All built of gold..Attracting so many people...The main god was seated far away.. People were happy to see ...
Next day ,i had ticket .So i neednt be in jail.I had bought God or at least god had become easily accessible to me. This time the route was different. I neednot see those hungry and dying face.. And i could get darshan easily.. If i had donated huge sum of wealth like Vijay maliya(buiseness magnate who donates 5 kg gold yearly) even god would come to receive me.All the crowds would be stopped and i could get darshan as long as i wanted.. Oh god you are great. You are money minded. Why you discriminate your children? Or is it people who disciminateg i know you are vacuum and people created you and plated with gold. Then you had existence...
.. My dear Jeevan , thanks for trusting me with your feelings ... you have no idea , how special and the beautiful person you are . Please , give yourself a brake , you have to stop the negative thinking ... remember that we are born every new morning, that's when we have a chance to start all over again. There is a lot of us who love you! , and I 'll be very happy to know that you ' ll let your wondering spirit to come back , you know that I care about you, you are one of my soul mates, so please, take care of your self . Leave you lots of Hugs and love , miss you my friend , come back to yourself ... I be waiting for you ... your friend always , Cynthia ...
Desiderata A poem of peace - truth - spirit - life How to live at peace with God and your soul in this world "You are a child of the universe ..." Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Written by Max Ehrmann in the 1920s -- NOT "Found in Old St. Paul's Church in 1692"
-Someone remembers, someone cares;
Your name is whispered in someone’s prayers.-
....A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel, so nothing can harm you....
~Irish Blessing~ ...remembering you dear Jeevan ...
Message in Colors Lit candles. Faces. Memories and an entrance that's a rainbow: protection for the place of rest and meditation. Necklaces. Cempasuchitl, pre-Hispanic links, songs, paper medals, flames talking to the wind the diverse language departed. It is the prime time of the celebration or death's thread, threaded through time's needle. It is the decomposition of matter, transformed into art. It is the final curtain awaken from death in Ocotepec. Yes. An eternal dream of uncorrupt flowers and of gibberish. It is death's lament, fading away and it is also the respect made a tribute. Who could have imagined so much beauty on a tomb? Mole. Glass of water. Copal. Salt. Prayers. Firecrackers. Fruits. Bread. Music. Corridos. Bolas. Romantic songs. History, praised. Creativity, expressed in its most raw form... And it is the color purple, elegies in white, blue, pink. It is a blow from grace so heightened as artificial fire that reveals the soul's presence in the darkness. Something like the flowering of martyrdon in flames. An arrangement for the end or the posthumous splendor. In Morelos everything is possible gloom battles with life and its victor, it is once again for a little which, happiness, live tradition which overcomes reality. It was before these ornate gravesites, when I knew that in Ocotepec, as in my heart, those that have departed return every year to remind us of their love. And that only LOVE can save us.
Julie Sopetran (Spanish poet, 2000)
Source: Poem found in Mexico City, Mixquic & Morelos- Through the Eyes of the Soul, Day of the Dead in Mexico .
.. dear Jeevan, always happy to hear from you, well , we're having the November rain, and the ground is full of colorful leaves, happy at the moment and looking foward to enjoy this new month ... a big hug my sweet friend ..!
... is ok to be silence dear Jeevan .. in silence you find solitud , peace , percive everything around you , make you aware , and wake up the senses ... love & hugs my sweet friend , all the best in the relationship you are having with the books !
Silence
Silence, silence, silence.
Silence awakens the sleeping seeker in me.
Silence enlightens the aspiring seeker in me.
Silence fulfils the self-giving seeker in me. Silence, silence, silence.
...
Excerpt from Compassion-Sea And Satisfaction-Waves by Sri Chinmoy.
“Nada será que no haya sido antes. Nada será para no ser mañana. Eternidad son todos los instantes, que mide el grano que el reloj desgrana.”
Ramon Maria Del Valle Inclan
Alexander's last words--"Burn my body & keep my hand outside,so that the world knows,the man who won the world had nothing in hand" Gud morning my brother
Hi Jeevan!! I'm glad to hear from you! so these in India with your family! woow your country is fantastic, I love reading about where people live their culture. I live in Mexico, just living in Morelia. Enjoy your Family! an embrace with affection.take care!! love & hugs.
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