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  • Harshad Joshi 5:05 am on May 13, 2013 Permalink | Reply
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    Surreal bliss 

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  • Harshad Joshi 12:10 pm on May 9, 2013 Permalink | Reply
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    Photo of today – almost full moon 

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  • Harshad Joshi 11:23 am on December 3, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    The last post on this blog. 

    A dream, a dream, a dream I had
    The world, a theater
    The stage, our lives
    The actors, ourselves
    Our dreams, our plays
    Our audience, our souls

    Alas, at last, the courtain’s closed
    Aplause for dreams
    Applause for peace
    Applause for us.

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    Isent it enough for someone unknown like me?? Maybe Amitabh Bacchans weekly stats might be this much, but then…  😉 

    (Incomplete)

     
    • goosemanrocks 10:56 pm on December 12, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      darn. and i just found you.

    • Kate 11:03 am on December 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      I recently came accross your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.

      Kate

      http://educationonline-101.com

  • Harshad Joshi 7:25 am on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Dreams, , , Slambook, Teen Age   

    Slambook 

    Slambook….after so many years, I remember this…I never got a chance to be in someones slambook, but it was something very hot in my school days. Usually, it was as self decorated book having different sections like we have on Orkut, except that we had to manually fill it in our own handwriting. Bad handwriting wasent allowed and the system was ultra secret. It was meant to be an exclusive girl-to-girl communication system. Boys werent allowed nearby, but I confess that I had once stolen a slambook out of pure curiosity, just to get details of what happens in there. It was luck, but peeping in someones property is equivalent of stealing…Later I meekly returned that book, the girl was shocked..!! She said – ‘Did you read this??’ I said – ‘No, why should I?’ I lied, I know, but I read everything, everything that was supposed to be a secret away from most of boys reach.

    Some interesting stuff I remember was

    1. The address and phone number – Every girl jotted down her phone number and postal address. In those days cellular phones were non existant and pagers were ultra cool. It was of no great use to me, I did not have a landline number, and the line I used for speaking would be heavily monitored. Besides, I was too lazy to move around on a cranky bicycle hunting for the girls address.

    2. Likes – It was default that a girl likes ice cream and black forest. For a long time, I didnt know what black forest meant until someone fed me a delicious combination of chocolate, cake, coffee, ice cream, then I realized its a yummy thing…and since then, its my favourite till date.

    3. Favourite colour – Insignificant detail, but pink was common..We dont have this on Orkut 😛

    4. Favourite film – Most of them mentioned Hollywood stuff. I wasent permitted to see any Hollywood film(officially) till I  became 18. Unofficially, I watched many Hollywood movies, and my parents dont know that 😉 Never knew why girls liked Tom Cruise. I liked his mission impossible 2 movie, because I was facinated by the bikes in it, not the heroine.

    5. Every girl tried to decorate her slam content as good as possible. (I recall, my drawing belonged to the genre of Mr Pablo Picasso. Ultra Modern, abstract, and complex, my teacher once mocked me that you will be the next Picasso of India.She was rude..I didnt like that joke)

    Today, I am riding on the messeges sent by Gods of Technology, as if I am from other galaxy, or an Almighty, but innocence is what I want. Those were the best days of my life…Sweet and innocent. Free from complexities of all this world..Todays kids arent so lucky..They have got everything, but the charm of a naive and raw life is unknown to them..Today we have got Orkut, Facebook, Myspace, theres even one online virtual site, but that beautiful handwritten slambook remains an eluded teen age dream…nostologia peheps..

     
    • cia 6:37 pm on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Slambook!!!!!!!
      Wow….its so nice you wrote about it….brings back all those memories of school days….went roaming about in class asking ppl to fill it out….
      The funniest thing is, i fancied the slam thing so much, that i had 2 slambooks…one in 7th n one in 10th…and i still have them….crazy times =)

  • Harshad Joshi 4:47 am on June 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Dharma, Dreams, Enlightment, , , Healings, Illusions, , , , , , , , , Shri Shankaracharya, , , , , ,   

    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..

     
    • cia 8:51 pm on June 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      As one of the noble truths of buddha say,

      all human existence is painful, eliminate the pain by eliminating the cause.

      however, nothing is permanent.

    • Harshad Joshi 8:02 am on June 27, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Buddha was suffering from acute depression…But do you know that Buddhas teachings did protect Indian sub continent from maniac Mongols till 1962 India China wars??

      The only way to prevent any sorts of conflicts is to accept the things as they come to you without asking for its purpose or to think about its consequences. The only truth is the Desires we have with us. Denying Desires for some imaginary reasons is root cause of sorrow, and its funny that in todays marketing age, people can cash on sorrow too..if you can cash it on, sorrow is fine, else submit yourself to Maya unconditionally, rest assured, everything works in your favour…

    • motogp46 3:44 pm on June 28, 2008 Permalink | Reply

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    • Jenny and Edward 8:45 am on July 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Loved it… Painful but so true for those who seek true peace and enlightenment. The Journey of enlightenment begins with the first step.
      Living In The Light of God… ~~~Jenn~~~

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