The Ego and the flames

Ego is bad. Very bad. And when you find someone more egoistic then you, then its extremely hard to describe how badly it hurts. What exactly hurts is not known, but somewhere within, deep inside there is pain..lot of pain..words can describe it…but its real and it exists.

I found  a new way to get over pain.

1. I searched for all her conversations from the server. All the dialogs were intact on Gtalk, Gmail and Open Server.

2. Brought a bundle of executive bond papers, the most expensive ones.

3. Opened every conversation I had with her.

4. Print was the command.

5. Printing continued till the entire executive bond paper bundle became empty.

6. Gathered all of them, and arranged them properly.

7. Went on the terrace. Sprinkled some kerosene on it. 1 match stick was enough..

8. As I watched the flames consuming the conversations I had with her, within my true self, something was feeling to be at peace. I think it was ego, maybe..

9. Threw the matchbox in too…emptied the whole kerosene bottle..the eager flames were hungry for more..

10. Felt much better. It was all over for me…One relation ended. I finally was at peace..The rage seemed pacified…

I hope things will be normal now. Slowly, but surely, I will be back. I am not a slave of my ego, but I cant promise anything if it gets hurt.

Tributes to a warrior – Feild Marshal Sam Manekshaw

I pay tributes to Feild Marshal Sam Manekshaw. A true soldier, a brave son of India, you have got no parallel. You will be remembered for several generations. Sam Bahadur, we are proud of you. History and Future will always respect you for your valour.  I wonder what the Indian cricket team might be thinking when they beat Bangladesh (former East Pakistan) at Karachi, Pakistan in the Asia Cup 2008. Except for MS Dhoni, most of the players are nuts…least they should remember that this victory comes due to the valient efforts of some brave men, one of them being Sam Bahadur..Bangladesh owes this man a lot.

Enlightment,a new hope

मी आसाच आहे……
धर्मासाठी झुंजावे…
झुंजोनी अवाघ्यांसी मारावे…
मारिता मारिता घ्यावे राज्य आपुले…
देव मस्तकी धरावा,
अवघा हल्लकल्लोळ करावा..

Men are haunted by the Future. Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

I call myself a Peaceful Warrior… because the battles I fight are on the inside..

All Karmas proceed with the force to either remove pain or gain pleasure
Experiencing pleasure and pain, we roam the streets of Samsara

Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

Not knowing light from darkness we roam the streets of misery
In beauty there is ugliness
In ugliness I see beauty too
What a repulsive body that I have which oozes grime and filth
These carnal desires do I find unfulfilling

Where there is Birth, there will be certain pain
There is certain Death, and nothing to gain

Sadashiva Samarambham Shankaracharya Madhyamam
Asmadacharya Paryantam Vande Guru Paramparam

सदाशिवा समारंभम् शंकराचार्य माध्यमं
आसमादचर्यां पारयनतम् वन्दे गुरू परंपरामं

Finally the Truth is seen
Unknowable once to me but now known to me
What an error it is to take myself to be what I am not

No words can reveal me
Yet words alone set me free
The beatitude revealed through desciplic succession

No delusion for me
I am the ever free
No illusion for me
I am the ever free

Finally, the desires are Ash, I smear those ashes on my forehead and I free myself. Bhasma on my body..Bhasma on my soul..I am liberated….the Pain turns to Love….a new hope..Maya reveals her true form…

Maya is inevitable…

I submit myself to Maya..

Maya has set me free…

The revelations are known…

May there be peace..