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Rocky!

1. I feel lazy. Lazy people can afford to be lazy. I spent some time editing the previous article’s typos. Weather is pleasant once again. I bowled ten overs. It’s the latest version of bowling practice:

A. If the spot is empty: begin practice.

B. Choose a spot where ball has least probability of getting lost.

C. If others come to practice batting: politely refuse: they will neither care for ball getting lost nor pay you money if your ball is lost. You also need to run all over the place to collect the ball.

D. If they want you to help them practice with their ball: it’s fine: then you only get to burn energy and gain skill as well as cooperation.

E. The last ball I lost: it was a hard earned treasure. Some kids kept asking me to give it to them. Then: I chose a place which has a swimming pool just behind the pavilion with bushes and algae.

F. Saying ‘no’ is better than borrowing money from people to buy balls.

G. Watch and learn: don’t rely on promises made by boys or damsels: though they look attractive: most often they fail to fulfill. If you want to survive: you need the ball. Nothing better than it to bring the play online in focus. Then you need to protect it like a hard earned treasure.

H. Needless to say: if I had extra balls or money I would have given it to begging kids today or to those who were begging to get money. But: if I begin doing this: the question arises: who is genuine and who is merely hoarding balls at his or her house.

I. I saw a young girl leading the way on running track for her four or five siblings. It might be one of the most beautiful things I have seen. Yet: some kids looked malnutritioned. It’s a fact.

J. I saw “Neev-Shila” by Shri Shrinivas Shukla, M.A., L.L.B. of Chhatarpur in library today. I read some verses. The central pavilion has been named after him. The track where I practice was inaugurated by Digvijay Singh. The stadium is known as Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium. One entrance also had name of Swami Pranavananda engraved on it. History is written by conquerers: Modi is on mission Bengal. Let’s see who performs better over there. It would be as interesting as Trump’s mission in USA.

K. Rocky.

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1. The title means : I received first, fourth, sixth, second, seventh and fourth ranks in the vocabulary jams I played on vocabulary.com after my bowling practice. Some games had as many as ninety players and most of them had forty to seventy players on an average. My reaction time is not as good as it should be, still, being in the top five on an average means I am doing better than most. Accuracy can be improved at the cost of reaction time. To maintain both needs constant practice. I have limited time to do that. When I was in dire need of smartphone I could not practice. Now I need to toil to get internet recharge vouchers. It’s what it’s.

2. A total of 130 balls today. It’s more than twenty one overs. The bunch of kids did this:

They came together: one of them called another bald. Then the third one slapped the one who did that. It was as soon as I looked at him with wonder. Who are these people, where do they come from? (Arshad Warsi, Jolly LLB, the dialogue was repeated ad nauseum when movie was to be released on some TV channel)

They were kids in sixth or seventh class mostly. What is the difference between mockery done by elders and them?

In case of elders: a guy who has gray hairs will be called names by another without shame. It’s directed at the person who is being made fun of: so that there remains no logical error. It takes plenty of effort, jealousy, hatred and guts. But it’s a regular business for some people. Byaj Ninda or Byaj Stuti is the format name given to such devices in Hindi literature.

I have also come across some naive people who mocked me without having sound logical foundation. It was happening in the group Gaslight phase. It worked until you were watching. As soon as you looked at them: their logical fallacy was caught and they were suspended in embarrassment.

Fake problems like diseases: Corona and AIDS. Police and shamans working hand in hand with priests to subdue independent individuals is the worst form of nightmare you can see. Municipal corporation walls being dirtiest. All gutka shakers uniting to protect some weird wicker men Dharma.

I have shown you three levels of gaslighting. If children enjoy it: so do elders. It’s all about numbers. My demeanor changes when I walk with four people. When I am alone: I am most real. The other might be hell as per Sartre or Da Vinci or illusion as per vedantins or your own mind’s production as per Samkhya or Yoga tradition; you do need a way to behave with others. Call it a strategy or call it civility or religion. It’s what makes history of mankind.

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Events Horizon!

1. Ashutosh Thakur, son of upper collector, Tikamgarh is jobless. He did B. Lib. and M. Lib. from Hari Singh Gaur University Sagar. It was in 2016. Since then he applied to many colleges in Chhatarpur and Nowgong but only met rejection everywhere. He works at a cyber cafe with a meagre income of three hundred rupees per month. His body didn’t show any signs of hardwork done physically. His eyes had dark circles and complexion was fair with enough hair on head and bushy eyebrows. It took me a few minutes to understand his need after he entered into library. Most libraries told him

“two librarians aren’t needed.” I thought he came to join library as a member and told him the procedure as well as fees.

2. Devendra came to say hello, disappeared and later appeared only to make me refuse invitation to his theatrical production of Vijay Tendulkar’s play :

“Jaat Hi Poochho Saadhu Ki.”

The title is contrary to Kabir’s popular saying. It seems to be a critique of social esteem given to monks and hierarchies. Devendra also teaches dance classes but there are no classes at present. I can’t afford to be among theatre people.

3. I was looking for the news in today’s newspaper. A murder. Piyush talked about it yesterday evening but it didn’t happen. It wasn’t reported.

4. The Haigo girl told me in advance that she won’t take classes after this month. It’s a blessing. She asked me to wait until the thirty first before, but now it’s evident. I felt a bit down for a while but then consolidated my strength as I have nothing to lose.

5. I borrowed a hundred rupees from Vandana and told her that I would give them back by the first of November. The secretary also said that I would get an advance if needed.

6. There are as many tutors as students. I hardly get any jobs. The only positive this morning was the bowling session: I bowled ten overs and played four to five jams where I scored top ranks.

7. I read a few passages from Nehru’s Discovery of India. It’s clear that his account of Kapil doesn’t match with Geetapress Gorakhpur’s version.

8. The madman who stays near Brijpura met me near Anjana Doodh Dairy. I asked him why he came so far. He told me it was for buying clothes: in his symbolic language. A cow was thirsty. I exercised my left arm a bit and tried to control myself by eating less than what is usual these days.

9. Vidyasagar Nautiyal, son of Narayan and Ratna was born near Tehri. His story “Maatiwaali” was read by my student. I could only focus on snippets. The refrain was:

” Is hunger sweeter or the food?”

I explained the class struggle in the poem. I told her about the dependent arising of sweetness. It’s dependent on meeting of hunger with food. Independently they have no sweetness. Sanskrit is a creative language whereas Hindi is an analytical language. Hinduism is an inclusive religion, Buddhism is an analytical philosophy. Jainism honoured classes in society and became almost integral with Hinduism which only objected perfect nonviolence. Buddhism couldn’t. Some ideas were inspired by Nehru’s comparison between Buddhism and Jainism.

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Updates

Shri Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium, Chhatarpur, Madhya Pradesh

1. I bowled a total of sixty balls over ten overs in the evening session with the new Mark signature tennis ball. (QRF—<1 Goal Unit)

2. It was the last conversation with Piyush before he goes on a journey to Delhi. After the unlock we have been spending time in stadium. We discussed philosophy and Tibetan Book of Dead along with fundamentals of various religions and mysteries.

3. I have to manage money for next ten days. It’s hardly enough to feed oneself decently. I have seen worse.

4. I played vocabulary quiz on vocabulary.com. Scores: 113212. My ranking has been better than usual. There were sixty to eighty participants per game. If I could score enough to be in the top three : I should be proud and continue to learn new words meticulously. My score on Free Rice site has also improved but I need to improve my accuracy.

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The African Version.

1. Lost the ball to the bushes. It was the ball Asad and Hasan needed. Or was it Ovaish? It was the ball I tried to look for in the bushes after jumping over another door which was already open. Chetan Sports And Science Gallery was open when I returned from library but not in morning. I had to imagine a ball in my hand and do a kind of pantomime until I realized it was easier to throw stones: to be a running catapult bowler. Mark Signature. Budget.

2. A doctor cum badminton player had forgotten his mobile phone on his bike and asked me to dial his phone number. It was easily found but it did seem suspicious. Later on poha shop a mafia guy was paying weekly fees to a certain Maharaj while a police jeep was standing besides it: akin to truck which let black smog on my face when I was standing under the neem tree. The flashing of Sun on another vehicle’s body was also a reminder of the day that Big Boss tshirt guy came asking the road to Cancer hospital in Kishanganj or was it Bijawar?

3. I bowled fifty times. Despite having wasted my time to search for it in the bushes. I learned to publish again on Blogger’s World but the title of the post needs to be figured out.

4. I had a nice time reading in the library: the story of a rabbit and a tortoise you have heard. I had also heard it: it taught patience. Now: about the African version: tortoise is impatient. It has too many identical pairs who hide in places. As race begins: the hare runs fast without taking any break and yet finds a tortoise he had left behind, reaching to the finishing line faster than him. The winner tells him: you took a nap didn’t you? He says: no, I didn’t. Then the winner says: you were hypnotized when you reached under the neem tree. You woke up three hours later but felt as if it was just a blink of an eye. The rabbit was speechless.

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Ball of Gnosis and Bliss!

1. I had a potato tablet. It’s the translation for “Aaloo Tikki.” It’s a spicy dish made by roasting potato and then further mixing it with spices. It’s what was needed at the moment. Spices: spices. More of it. Sure of it.

2. I bowled fifty times in evening. A total of ninety balls. I wondered if the Navaratri festival actually indicates the nine dark nights of autumn like nine dark nights in Spring. In the mystic parlance it indicates an in-between for many souls. I am familiar with religious doctrines and fasting practice advocated during these nights. It ends with symbolic killing of ego which had ten heads: awareness of ten dimensions. Thus: the eleventh opens on the day after the Dussehra. Important is: how perceptive you’re to observe the changes. What’s Lankavatara Sutra? Buddhism describes this phase as “Pitch Darkness.” It means dark mode of nature is prevalent in general and even days are nights. The name is for both days and nights hence people try very hard to raise vibration by joining hands together until it ends. It means they don’t really feel deep inside them for it to last. After pitch darkness follows clear light of awareness.

3. I scribbled certain notes on Southern movement of Sun or Dakshiyana. Daylight saving time adjustments are made. Deeper mysteries of fourth and fifth dimensions are revealed if one carefully studies the patterns. Scriptures might help but no individual would come to tell you all of it.

4. Angels and demons. The movie Inland Empire remains an interesting study. The Phantom was created by the delusions when the gross and causal bodies were not in touch. The character played by Laura Dern seems to be the gross body. The girl watching television is prostitute : representative of a soul which has forgotten itself because her relationship with real gross body was lost. In the end: the Phantom is killed by the Laura Dern and it meets the real Self: witnessing consciousness watching movies on television (Cosmic Microwave Background.) It merged into it. It is neither male nor female nor eunuch. The team is shown as end credits roll. The vignettes are dreamlike and open to interpretation. They include elements from Circus to hypnosis to magic to Hollywood to reincarnation to tribes to acting to disloyalty to clairvoyance. It was the magnum opus by David Lynch and I rarely watched anything similar until it all became my everyday reality.

5. Stories inside stories and dreams inside dreams started happening when I began writing seriously for long hours without giving regard to censoring myself. I first appreciated Christopher Nolan’s Science Fiction on lucid dreaming: Inception and then found elements of multiple angles in Dharmveer Bharati’s “The Seventh Horse of Sun. ” Shrimad Bhagwat has such multiple layers of narratives: especially one where Hiranyaksha is killed by Varaha incarnation of Vishnu and his brother Hiranyakashipu teaches the subtleties of Dharma and transmigration of soul to wailing relatives.

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My Masterpiece For The Daye!

1. Cherie (Rowland Lucas?) looks like a Saint. The post was about bullies. The last post on which I commented via Blogger’s World bridge: was about trolls. Trolls mean fishermen. Phishing is similar in sound. I explained her the meaning of cranes versus swans. The black swan.

2. Many pleasant things happened today. First and foremost: I got a new job which is to teach a kid I have taught twice before. The engagement couldn’t continue for more than one and a half or two months on previous occasions. Lessons learnt: the first time around I was working too hard. Fever took over me. The second time around: I was compassionate to Harijanas but they had no compassion to return. Mind you: they were all richer than me. To make meet ends I toiled. The third time around it was the core of mysterious: transmigration of soul and Egyptian mysteries revealed. How were the pyramids made? How was the Tajmahal made? How costly is it to buy a litre of milk everyday? How much does it cost to walk on your own? What does it mean to be a freelancer? How costly is a banana or a coconut water glass? Spiders. Cats. Bats. Parrots.

3. The poem had a strange title. It was written by one Kedarnath Aggrawal. The title was: Plum(ber) returning to Moon’s Eclipse. Plum is representative of evil people who are good looking. Lunar eclipse is, well, lunar eclipse. Coconut, as per the same Sanskrit dictum, represents good people. Coconut water under the bicycle tyre? Who are the onycophagists and where do they come from?

4. I thought it was written by her. It was indeed. By HER. But not her her. Ben hurr. Har har har. Spotify.

5. Then comes the book and the fasting and methodical dissolution. Aryan Cat was indeed big. Nonchalant. The overwrite: a rickshaw puller was giving directions to the car driver. It’s my own creation. It’s like updating the database. Virus Database has been updated. Dancing light of grace! Satyam Shivam Sundaram.

6. He was the best student but could never study for a month in the entire year of Corona. She was the best student and studied for about three or four months in the last two and half years. I reach to one conclusion: in the nature versus nurture: nurture has won so far. These two were born with previliges. Rest of my students were not upto the mark. Their parents came from low income strata or lower castes. I know from experience: it’s not a rule but so far I have taught about twenty students and these two were single children of their parents.

7. I read a book by Sudarshan. He’s Khalil Gibran of India who was discovered today.

8. That which has no beginning or end has no middle. The statement comes from IAmThat: by Nisargadatt/Maurice Frydman. This much for in betweens. But the Buddhist system is not for reaching to conclusions which are final. They are merely to create heaps of wisdom. Skandhas. Kartikeya is commander in chief of demigods. Dreams made of wisdom are divine and the boomerang goes back to one who threw it first: what was the name? Narayan. Vaasudev. Shiva. Buddha.

9. Asad was the name of the kid. He asked for the ball yesterday and today again. My tennis ball looks worn out. I need to buy a new one and yet: I can’t afford it until I get money for it. I asked his name and heard him say ‘Hasan.’ Then another boy came on a bike. I told him the same thing. His eyebrows were connected like those of Rohan’s, Shivani’s, Amit’s and mine.

10. I left the field in time. I had poha. I had bowled forty times. Yesterday evening it was eighty times. The new job offer which came via Shivani was cancelled. I had written the details on her notebook and I cancelled it. Fishes in aquarium except one black fish died.

11. My net worth: two hundred rupees. My monthly income: would be forteen hundred rupees : provided Shivani and Rohan’s parents can afford it after the thirty first. People below poverty line income earn about six thousand five hundred rupees per month: which means I am getting less than most poor people. Why? Why am I still in such a poor country? Middle class families give more pocket money than this to their high school kids. I was brought here from Vrindavan to be executed systematically. Who invented zero? Who discovered it.

12. What is North? North is a dimension full of answers. Right is South, left is North. Vaamdev. Vaammarga. Tantra. If you sit with your face towards North: East is right. East is past. If you sit with your face towards East: Right is Right and North is Wrong. So what is right and what is Wrong? If you sit with your face towards West: Amitabh asks: Who created Zero? Void. Then: Right is left. Tantra is right then. Left is South. Right is wrong then. The question arises: in the beginning was the darkness or light or were they both same? In the beginning was the word or the light? What’s North? North is a dimension full of answers.

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Dictums

1. 11533: my rankings on jam despite only few people being present. Sudip C might be the one from Hall of Fame. I should check the status in the hall now.

2. I was tired but kept reading. Utensils have piled. I need to wash at least fifteen of them by tomorrow. The pull-ups were the point at which the caretaker of stadium asked us to not hang on basketball pipes. Piyush did it first when I was talking about the conjunction of causal and gross body bringing harmony in mind as well. It’s the secret of 1 and 3 or the thirteenth dimension: consider the gross body which you have right now to be the number one or consider it to be the causal body. Now consider the most subtle body of gnosis or the dancing light of grace or Cosmic Microwave Background or the visual snow: between these two: the bridge is musical pranav or subtle body or nameless name. When the first and the third work together: it’s life or birth. When they don’t work in harmony with each other: it’s death or sleep or swoon.

3. The convulsions or fainting or fever are the signs of death. The fear is sign of death. Fearlessness is given by harmonious interaction of first and the third. Death has to be practiced on a daily basis like life: it’s like losing your ball or balls or bat or bats or tool or tools or privileges or friends or family or relatives or courage. There may be a hundred examples. Death is change: change is flux. Life and death are continuum. You’re immortal: free from death, decay or aging.

Reference: Third Canto of Bhagvata: Siddheshwar Kapil Maharshi.

4. I narrated the handpump events to him. Couple of them: one near Excellence school VIP gate and the other near Boodha village. Atma Pariyojna. This was one of the miracles which confirmed the Tibetan Book of Dead (living and dying)

5. Dadhichi who gave his (bones) body for Indra’s army, when they needed to kill the demon Vrittasura: was an epitome of sacrifice for a good cause. He was reluctant. They convinced him. He was calm and didn’t even know when his body fell. You take your whole environment with you: therefore you never perceive the changes in the dimension. That’s why death and time which take form of diseases like Corona keep frightening you. What are you afraid of when you are everything.

How many deaths does it take to dream? —-Aakriti Kuntal.

The death of which the world is afraid is the cause of greatest of complete bliss in my mind: Kabir the mystic poet.

Die oh Yogi die : death is sweet. Die the way Gorakh the stubborn dies.