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47 Minutes@÷

I was not the same when I had a difficult time believing that one day reading my own words would become the greatest source of inspiration to me. Now as I read myself: I find a most authentic and most trustworthy source of inspiration which is more than merely surface consciousness. There was a time when I remembered all that I had written. I recall that day in Bhopal when I told SV about having scribbled 35 pages at stretch. And I retained all that I had written. I was confident that I recalled all that I had spoken or written down. That was also the reason why it didn’t give me the inspiration or sheer joy to read myself back. Now it’s a different matter. My bandwidth has increased. And I find new gems: soothing and comforting to my body and mind. My pure body of gnosis grows vast.

Hide and Seek!

Birds are chirping and singing. A drilling machine makes noise in the hands of a carpenter working in the neighborhood. He has been working for many days. This body has been sweating incessantly as I sit under the shed of tin foil.

Miss communication is so rampant. It made me drive a few blocks. I have broken a few of my resolves recently: like- no sleeping during the day, no consuming of milk products, no Kurkure or sweets and sweat is so near to sweetmeats.

I need to burn oil lamps under an Ashwath tree at the time of the Twilight as it’s a Saturday and retrograde Saturn must be appeased. I hear distant sirens of buses and dogs barking. Clouds have been playing hide and seek with the Sun. I tried listening to A Scandal in Bohemia but it didn’t create the requisite effect. I need to read the newspaper aloud to grandma for appeasing her demons. But only after I have had an instant coffee. Riding the bike goes with instant coffee and bike had a dry battery today because of the heat. I registered for another edX course on Ebola pandemic and I plan on finishing it up by the end of the next week.

A subtle soft chirping of crickets is audible. I keep asking myself: was this day a success? What were the key events of this day?

Vaidhri ti is not considered a good Nitya Yoga and a lot of planets are retrograde. I read Bhagvat Puran and sang Gayatri Mantra early morning. Yesterday evening drizzle only increased the humidity in the environment therefore the last two days felt extremely hot. I burnt some garbage and cleansed the pig dung along with soot. Ambulance sirens are audible and an acau seed pod flies high. It’s the most potent seed pod I have observed naturally because instead of birds it does its own job. No wonder the whole nine yard is full of new acau shoots whereas we had chopped them off. It wasn’t possible to uproot them. I hesitate in doing that again. My objective is primarily to keep drainage lines clean and the ground in a situation which lets kids enjoy the game without making them injured or fatigued. I hurt my right leg thumb and it bled during a fielding session where I saved some runs. The reason? Accumulation of small stones and pebbles on ground during the severe lockdown version 2. Those debrees are still waiting to be cleared out. Now kids don’t contribute into cleansing the ground. I invited them to participate in the cleaning ritual to inculcate a good habit in them. We cleansed for 5 minutes everyday and since we were 10 or more people it was about an hour of work everyday.

Observing that they were reluctant, I stopped asking them. And you might be surprised how thorough I am in reaching to conclusions regarding public affairs where I am the one in charge: I wanted one of them to say it: that they didn’t want to give their five minutes everyday for cleaning. We were playing for about 90 to 100 minutes at the time. After relaxation in the lockdown 3.0 we started playing again and none of them came forward to offer help in keeping the ground clean. Having previously witnessed their reluctance I only considered it normal to let go and continue doing it myself. Nobody likes policing. I have been doing garbanzo beans for about six months this season and yet polyethylene, leaves, stones and wood is piling up in the drainage lines.

I need tools. Individuation wasn’t as miraculous as living fluid in the schizopolis but it keeps you safe. Of what use a rotten system of Tantra in India is : since it depends on clothes, hair, tuft, classes and money along with lots of swearing. I understand why humans are crown of creation. I also understand why education is so important. I also realise how kabbalah is essentially Bhagvat dharma. Easy eradication of delusional superstition is much preferably superior to fathomless dark night of pseudo religions where nobody understands meaning of any words but talks a lot.

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Constitution of India Page Two!

1. I had set myself a goal of learning about constitution of India or Bharat within a month of lunar cycle. The idea was to finish reading the 268 pages of the PDF with about 80% reading comprehension within the duration. Now it seems some magical changes have taken place. My consciousness has been so fluid in the last few days that I have been overlooking all my assignments. Especially: Python programming project (P3) and courses on Indian mythology and others which were available for free on eDX. I wonder if there would be an availability next time I login to their site. I also needed to read some fiction by Carrol Lewis: through the looking glass. Since I am in heavens I need to make most of it. Dad has asked me to wait till twentieth of May to get a new smartphone. Being a patriarch he controls all wealth in the household. I had asked mother and she redirected me to father. After six months of 2-3 hours of everyday given to cleaning this house where they scatter things and spit as they consume tobacco, Supari and other poisons : they lured me into believing that my isolation or using a defunct JIO smartphone was no good. They gave me a second hand smartphone with scratches on screen. And the cat left no scope as I dropped it once to lose a bundle of keys on keypad. I became a kind of Helen Keller or Milton composing with great difficulty what I may have finished with a snap of fingers.

2. Wait: this was supposed to be a note on COI(Constitution of India.)

3. I veer away with hope. The heat is really picking on nerves.

4. After a few days I might get a new smartphone. My laptop is wasted. I spent 1800 rupees on it and within a day it died again. The startup circuit. The maintenance guy humiliated me by humiliating my laptop. The parents humiliated me further by talking behind my back about my being spendthrift. They had almost worshipped me on July 20 2014 when they arrived Vrindavan unbeknownst to me and brought me here by citing morality as an excuse. Since then the six years were supposed to be my correction period. They left no stone unturned. I paid my dues to receive very little back. Those who learnt from me started spitting on my face. I never thought this was going to be the case and my life path would have been much easier had I continued with monks and beggars in 2014. A simple decision in the name of compassion in which my own comfort was also hidden became the Sisyphean curse weight of which is still a ton of atmospheric pressure upon my shoulders.

5. Earning money is difficult. By doing charitable deeds I can get my meals or by begging. I might have called myself a businessman but none of my students stay. In English they want me to teach something which helps them in exams. I teach vocabulary and word roots: I am no James Harbeck or Michael Quinion at that but clearly: I can help them gain words and understand better at a rapid rate. Or I teach yoga to kids: not a Ramdev at it yet I know the fundamentals well enough to make them immortal.

6. I hear you say: this is about the constitution of India. How is a guy supposed to earn his living? I may keep burning garbage like I have been: for the last six months: it won’t fetch money. I am happy with a clean ground instead of a dump pumpkin patch outside my house with pig dung cow faeces. Wait: kids play when lockdown is laxed. Laxity. Maxixe. Tithe blithe Megatron rodomontade.

7. You see. A note about CoI. I can’t give myself even 5GB of data everyday. I can’t download a movie. The day I downloaded one I had a hard time accessing the browser data and YouTube videos refused to play. Constraints. Grave of fireflies.

8. I don’t know if my notes sound more like a joke on myself or a joke on India. I recall Peepli Live. I told uncle about the dead Piglet as I went to collect garbage to burn. The Piglet had its left eye smeared red with blood. It seemed synchronicity as I had written about explosion of pigs in this colony. I wonder: who or what killed it.

9. I had reported the event so that we don’t have to bear with the fetid smell. If I wasn’t the one breathing the news. No, it was :breaking the news: I would have been the one sewing it. Receiving it with wings.

The way of white clouds!

10. Parliament reserves the right regarding union of states. It can divide or add at whim without even passing the bill. Digvijay Singh and company divided Madhya Pradesh into Chattisgarh and Korba was lost. Severe power cuts was the result. I had a hard time in passing my higher secondary studying under a lantern in night on roof and occassionally some insects used to bite into my stomach thanks to Neptune conjunct Moon in my horoscope.

11. Division helps ego. It helps privacy. I tried patching up with my siblings. I tried talking to them normally. They don’t even know how to read or write. And they are too old to learn it from me. While they siezed with force, by hook and by crook, every patch of space I had: I kept giving them the best of resources. Spiritual counseling to ward their demons off. The narrative is set like this: dirty scumbag doesn’t want to lean his room, or bathroom or act. Openly abuses parents and siblings and even beats grandmother: when I ask him to cool down and take some time off he starts believing that it was him who set the limit for himself. He uses casuistry and black magic along with Hindu rituals of touching feet to make others think everything is alright. And he thinks he can kill everyone for his handicap and get away with it. The other kid is the do gooder hooded with underhand tactics under a government which uses those itself : Pegasus for example.


12. Compared to my childhood I barely have any space left here. And new marriages: younger siblings bringing wives means letting go of me or peaceful coexistence. Letting go of me would be the option once they have tried attempting to make me marry or serve them like a slave.

13. I would either go to Puducherry or Rishikesh. Haridwar won’t accept me. Vrindavan is already closed. This place needs babies and toddlers who would grow into men to further the amily tree to feed the hungry souls of ancestors. I need to read my blogs more often than not: they constitute my pure body of gnosis. It’s a weakness to grow fondness for places or people. Individuality, identity, idiosyncrasies are the only thing you truly love and they are delusion. Relative apperception. I have grown out of needs of mirrors. I walk with Narada on celestial waters.

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Carapace, space, apace!

1. In the birth, Prashna or Muhurata horoscope, the Moon placed in the various houses with respect to the ascendant or the sign arising in the East- makes various steps or padas which are also known as Payas.

2. Moon in the first, sixth or the eleventh makes: golden step. It’s severe and normal. Uranus. Gold: AU: 121:4.

3. Moon in the second, fifth or the ninth houses is silver step. It’s ruled by the Saturn- excellent among steps. Silver:AG:17:8.

4. Moon in the third, seventh or the tenth house is copper step: it’s good. Copper: CU: 321: 6. Venus.

5. Moon in the fourth, eighth or the twelfth houses is iron Paya: Iron: fe:65: 11:2. Moon.

Delight!

6. In my Science viva voce for the high school examination, I was asked the formulae of Gold and Silver and I replied instantaneously as my class teacher told the examiner who was sent by the high school board of education that I was the most brilliant student of my class. We were two students for the viva and the other one got the first rank in the finale. I got the fifth rank in class while I was expecting, like my friends, teachers and relatives the first rank in my state. I could never comprehend my failure but I had to digest it and move ahead. My tensile strength wasn’t much in those days. Resilience was tending to zero until I started learning the integral Calculus in the higher secondary.

7. My friend who appeared in the viva with me had his house very near to school. His mother asked me to comb my hair when I was waiting for him to join me on my way to school. I politely refused telling them that I wanted to leave an impression of a nerd who had no time to comb hair. Which was hypocrisy because I was too well prepared in advance for all examinations. In fact, my speed of working out remained superb even an year after the high school and yet the God of mysterious things punished me for not having put enough work in previous years and getting good ranks only based on calligraphy. Karma Cagey.

8. As I told before: in the farewell juniors gave me a tag of “study is diamond, nature is gold,” and I was so full of myself, I never recalled what were the tags given to other students. The gold did match with my step as Moon was in the guest house of horoscope but the diamond is meaningless. Why did public opinion matters so much to those who are actually not more than public servants at best and public enemies at worst?

9. I used to run after the prayer in the school to home. I used to measure the time taken to reach home. I was a storm some days and kids watching me used to mock. I was merely experimental and collecting data. It wasn’t out of spite or desire to look down upon those who were in the game mode enjoying their lives. By the end of the standard eighth board examinations the recognition entered my head and I became an earnest student who experimented with whatever he got from books like those of Benjamin Franklin and Shriram Sharma: i.e. statesmen and scientists.

10. It continued in college and it wasn’t sudden. I tried people around me for enough long. And they were human beings. Not angels or demons. I wanted to dance with gods and learn from demons the tricks of the trade and tradecraft and I paid heavily by hurting my knees by walking on a treadmill for three days in a row for more than an hour everyday at a high speed while tendons were crying. I was under the influence of Bhaang and I didn’t listen to the body which needed rest. I learnt things hard ways by being a seeker of excess and risk in words of Barbara Pijjan Lama, the Jyotish.

Moderation is difficult. I ran and fell or veered away. Slow and steady all won the race. My high school friends earned doctorates and post doctorates. My colleagues are rich and perhaps famous I have not been in touch. I am a humble man as you can see. Therefore: as I advised my cousins {who once named me their role model, which was a decade ago when I was a black horse,} to follow celebrities like Da Vinci, Shakyamuni, Donald Bradman and Gandhi if you want to reach the very top. Or Ramalinga, Kabir, Nanak or Meera if you want to attain perfect immortality. It’s Koorma Jayanti as per Hindu puranas. Kurma is a mythical giant turtle incarnation of the dancing light of grace who holds the entire cosmos on its back carapace.

I hope you enjoyed reading it.

Reference: Paya

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Storms!

1. A dog heard the grandmother calling me inside to have another meal. I had a tea at aunt’s place where I walked a few steps with my cousin who is an author and a programmer.

2. Programmers as well as authors do the same thing: they write codes using information available to them in some language. I used to wonder about my past team lead”s attention to details. He was a Libra Moon and Ascendant and he had infinite patience to navigate through the XML style sheet language documents. He used to catch bugs in codes quite easily because he had good experience with maintenance and support team. I joined as a developer for my first project and later I was required in a maintenance and support team where instead of attending webinars I was busy learning new things online. Learning needs patient application of knowledge base and creative branching out with returning harmonics. In simpler words: you need to keep some type of record for whatever you learn. Teaching a subject or learning it by writing a book about it is truly absorbing and it results in perfect condition where you master a certain skills set which doesn’t require reference to the tome or the pupils.

3. It was Narasimha Jayanti: the birth of the manticore incarnation of lord Vishnu who saved his devotee Prahlad by killing his demonic father Hiranyakashya. Since Holika dahan, which was on Falguni Purnima, it was after 55 days this event is recognised. Which means victory of Truth over falsehood.

Vaishakh Purnima: Buddha’s Appearance!

4. It’s the Purnima or the full Moon of Vaishakh: the day of appearance of Shakyamuni Buddha some 2600 years ago. Couple of years ago I was walking in stadium experimental about the diurnal variations in my height. Now I have been following the news and stadium is not open yet.

5. Crickets are chirping and mosquitoes are singing in chorus with coolers and fans.

6. There was dust storm as I was enjoying cricket with neighborhood kids. Then I enjoyed talking about prospect of working on a programming project. I wanted to play vocabulary quizzes but preferred socializing over it.

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Scurrilous monologues

1. It’s the first quarter of Swati and Leo ascendant. I was talking to my grandmother and mother about hype created around the character of Karan in the epic Mahabharata. Immaculate conception seems to be one of the cause and solar dynasty ruling our psyche the other. Bhagvat Puran among many others has clear lineage of Solar Dynasty given in it. And if it’s historical as the word Itihaas suggests it means it should be taken seriously. A Hanuman temple in the city has lineage of Rama the hero of Ramayana of Valmiki inscribed on its wall. I took time to read Mahabharata published by Geeta press Gorakhpur during my ten months stay in Vrindavan as I was serving lord Jagannatha temple in Gyaan Gudri. I felt Karan had almost no role to play. It was Vaasudev Shri Krishna and Arjuna who turned the game singlehandedly. Mahakaala did what it had promised to do.

2. Team A had 3 players. Team B had 4-6 players. Team A was preying and Team B was preyed upon. I was the one snake like Vaasuki being churned for getting ambrosia from Ocean. Which team had gods, which team had demons?

I would leave it upto you.

Team A lead was my flatmate.

Team B lead was my sibling.

A Skype interview.

Some false hope and cash transactions .

A few months later. Team A complains about lack of competence of Team B. Team B complaints about Team A being cunning and crooked.

Result for me: I lose job. Get into the drugs and devotion together and ultimately go to a temple to worship. Team A and B both look down upon me and it brought me here.

It was an article like this one. A scurrilous monologue. On November 17, 2011. I would do that again. A zillion times. There were times when I regretted having spoken the Truth at the cost of losing luxury and path of material gains. Now I don’t.

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Dravidam TVamev!

1. Dravidam means dravya or money. Mother was singing this song:

” You’re my mother, father and brother, sister and friend. You are my art, wealth(Dravidiam.) You, oh, divine one art my everything.”

Translated from Sanskrit.

2. Dravid country thus meant wealthy state of Tamil nadu in Bhagvat Puran.

3. IT revolution began in southern states and I lived in Chennai for 3.5 months before February 2010. I visited Mahabalipuram and Pondicherry with colleagues. I found Kannadigas to be sweeter than Tamilan people. I’d have learnt the languages Tamil and Telugu as well as Kannada if I was looking to settle over there. They found me lifeless and I found them full of pride. I never appreciated northern people spitting in public or population explosion creating burden on rich states of Southern India. On the same hand I found southern people especially Chennai citizens to be extremely unwelcoming of a northern guy who was bound by life path to follow a difficult course. I never complained about not getting wheat grains and enjoyed varieties of Dosa and rasam. How could I have found home there as I ever remained an alien in this place where everyone spoke Hindi. The blue water of beach in Mahabalipuram remains one of my sweetest memories and the drive up and down the hill on Thirupathi thanks to a rich friend who could drive. They are distant memories now. Up the Thirupathi I couldn’t understand what the fuss was about. Yet I saw a fresh biosphere better than the rest and later a colleague named Giri used to remind me of the place being a resident of the township surrounding Thirupathi. Without any doubt: except Osho and Maharshi Mahesh Yogi, the spirituality of India after Bengali Renaissance was maintained by stalwarts Ramana Maharshi, Jiddu Krishnamurti, UG, Satya Sai, Muktan anda and Amma chi. They were no match to Ramalinga, Nayanars or Alvars. Chaitanya’s southern journey didn’t seem to have affected the southern mettle and ISXKON in Bangalore merely seems to be an advent of majority of Northern Indians living in the Bangalore. Thiruvalluvar”s attitude towards beggars would never approve of Buddha or Mahaveera. In that regard Kabir and Nanak agree with him.  And yet Bodhidharma from Kerala became a messenger to China. He couldn’t stay put with Shaivism which had won over Jainism after a long battle. Neither could Ramalinga who declared that he had gone beyond both Siddhant and Vedant.

Kadru and Vintage!

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37 minutes!

1. Easy is Right. Begin easy and you are right. Continue right and you are easy ; the easy way about the right way is to forget it’s easy and forget it’s right. Chuang tzu. Quoted by Osho.

2. Moderation is difficult. Especially if it’s in all walks of life. You become wooden Denmark marksmanship wrecked for good and eternity.

3. Hence you leave some domains for not being moderate. And they are domains; temporal by definition moderated so at best you ride a guilt trip inbuilt in the system. Pendulum swings in favor of cold dissolvers sometimes and in favor of frenzied creators at others. Those who speak truth in polite words without distorting it or without diluting , are indeed, rare, but not absent.

4. Ants have drank all my sweet water. Maybe I am exaggerating a bit, it’s not much. I visited Blogger’s World. ONeta Hayes was someone I had interacted with and I found her comment on some blog. From there it was not a rocket Science to figure out the URL and bookmark it. Pam Chris is still around. I was the founder and I was miserably kicked out for trusting some ladies. The lesson I learnt was to not give unsolicited advise, not to work for free and not to chat freely with wives, sisters and girlfriends or boyfriends of others uselessly. They deserted the place and the vision was lost sooner than I thought. I survived there only for four months. And they couldn’t keep the momentum up. After all it was me alone on mission of world dominion and I bit more than I could chew. I am enrolled in another workshop provided by WordPress today. I would see if I can brush up. I also plan on commenting on Blogger’s World as and when new posts arrive and I am free for my author access was revoked. These posts are in a way a challenge to all those hidden and former enemies who made me feel wretched. Now I am doing what they wanted me to do and yet I am stronger being a scaled singularity. Booby traps or guilt rides won’t do it for me this time around as I am working not gor love or light bhut gor myself.

5. Those who work for others have no soul left in them. Despite the understanding of mutual harmony and dependent arising, one should always work for oneself in business. The charity of business is still a business; those keeping record of deeds and those keeping records of intentions are two different departments. And unless you play you matter neither gor for one nor dor others.

6. I burned my brain. Cells regrew.

7. I am ice cold and Steve Austin was my favorite place sometime in my childhood. I can’t create unless I am on a iceberg. If I do as need arises sometimes, on fire, dire consequences ensue. Balance is as easy as enema. As a deep breath, as a polite word, as dancing light, as right hand over left or a grammar error in place of an umlaut.

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Workmanship!

1. Dogs are barking, birds are chirping the morning song, mosquitoes are romancing with my skin, stars are about to set soon as I sit to write this after a long walk.

2. I counted the milestone steps yesterday. They were 1000. I did 8 rounds, walking about 8000 steps in my imagination. Some batlings horsefly hover over samovar varsity in the eastern horizon with the golden Hiranyagarbh.

3. The dawn doesn’t let me care genuinely about current economical trends. In fact, I have found most people happier than they were before.

4. Nisarga said in his talks that humanity as a whole would be happier when some truly great leaders would take charge of guiding the humanity towards enlightened golden era. It seems to be the case right now. If everything is happening as it should, what qualms could you have and for how long?

5. In 2006, I started purusing Michael Quinions website–World Wide Words. I was a Hindi medium student until higher secondary and though it was a convent my communication skills were not healthy. Since I needed to prepare for campus recruitment drive, though I had become a renunciate by 2003, I set a goal of learning at least 50 words everyday.

6. Norman Vincent Peale Word Power Made easy, Barron’s as well as AV, my classmate who had cleared GRE made me motivated to improve my English vocabulary. I thought, it would indeed be a good idea to set a higher goal and to learn as well as retain– even one fifth of what I read would have been an accomplishment.

7. Quinions selection had a magical effect. Etymology was addictive. I once forgot my moped bike outside the cyber cafe and it remained there the whole night as I had a nice sleep dreaming about the words. The next morning landlord asked where my moped was and dumbfounded I ran towards the shop happy to find it intact where I had left. Bhopal was a place of honest people. I left the vehicle once again outside the mess and found it without any trouble in the morning. These were the only adventures I had in my college life, more or less.

8. If it was the earnest vocabulary augmentation or the good fortune I got the job offer on February 14, 2006, in the sixth semester. Then I waited and waited and akin to lockdown extensions they kept extending joining dates. Multinationals work in similar fashion. After doing tonnes of courses online sent by that organisation who were watching our speed and performance, I got a joining on October 31, 2009. It was 3 years 8 months since getting the offer letter and almost 1 year 5 months since getting a bachelor’s degree. I worked in a hardware electronics factory in Govindpura where I learned nothing but realised I was truly immortal as an epiphany hit me while reading Origin of Species by Darwin. I told the good news to co-workers who scoffed at me for they had read such news on every other day since their childhood.

9. People at linkage telecom soon realised that I went there only to have tea and as I saw boss going for lunch breaks, I too started going for it. Results were harsh. I was recommended to eat in the factory during the lunch and also to not indulge in the newspaper reading and also to arriviste on time to attend funeral processions. It was akin to my higher secondary school where someone or the other used to die every other day.

10. But the real problem wasn’t those things. I was indulgent with 3600 rupees extra per month as salary as I already recieved 2500 from home. Me and my brother used to have plenty of bread and butter until I resigned in December 2008. Peer pressure plus bronchitis. I was not waiting for joining dates, like I am not waiting for upliftment of lockdown. Landlord, like a good caring father figure used to exhort me politely oxymoronixally and I devoted myself to taking long walks as well as reading Sherlock Holmes cannon. Fodder for der juror Teutonic. I had developed a penchant for writing on mad philosopher guild. The site soon went defunct and I landed on the couch where I kept writing keeping my post count just below that of forum owners. She on the one hand said it wasn’t about numbers on the other did everything to ensure that she was the top contributor. Moreover she was the only person who was convinced that it was a material universe and not spiritual as I was given to seek and search until I started contributing on that site. It was attacked by hackers unethically and finally the message said to master the telepathy which I couldn’t so here I am raving about ranting on and on onions.

11. The conclusion was supposed to be that current socioeconomic scenario is similar to what happened in 2008 in my universe but difference is that there were people working at that time and it was partial because it was the Lehmann Brothers and bankers not a fake virus outbreak propaganda.

12. My joining the group and working was short-lived. My tenure lasted a little more than 3 years including training period of three and half years in which I was mostly distributing chocolates and pursuing mirages for romance. I could not learn programming. The assertion in the recruitment interview that I was researching higher human intelligence and not the Artificial Intelligence was true to the best of my knowledge and potentially I was supposed to master the programming as well as keep growing by taking departmental tests. I was fed up of tests and wanted final rest and rest I got in full by quitting the job and becoming a renunciate priest as I used to say often to my coworkers.

13. I have enrolled for free audit course on Harvard’s eDX online program website for learning Python basics. The kid in vicinity said it was the buzz. I don’t know how much I would be able to learn for my logic is not upto the mark and I have still not mastered See and See Plus plush . It would teach me what essential ingredients in my make up were missing in the college years which let me not muster the courage to master the programming languages which might have made me a real geek. Actually I read nothing about technology and programming languages. I merely needed to get enlightened. The glamour made around a mythical Utopia where unicorns danced and you had no pain in body and no suffering. All lies.

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Alakh Niranjan: Mayday, Sushumna.

1. Shishumara is the word for the “baby dolphin” — the shape of the Milky Way galaxy, as envisioned by the author of the Bhagvat Puran.

2. Shishumara literally means that which kills babies. Shishupala was a relative of Krishna whom he killed with his Sudarshan Chakra after he exceeded the 100 curse words limit.

3. Shishupala means one who nurtures babies.

4. Today is Mayday or labour day: a very special day for free masons and illuminati all over the world. Rohit Sharma has turned 33 today and he’s being crowned as a 33rd degree mason today.

5. I visited Gandhi Bhavan for the first time in my life on Mayday in 2018. I spoke to a labourer outside under tin shade and also saw his mad sister who broke a brick with her head before me. As I entered inside Gandhi Bhavan, I saw a biosphere which wasn’t sooiled by the hubbub of the township. I witnessed the effect truth has and I saw a village which remained hidden from me like Manoj Night Shyamlan”s city was hidden from the villagers in the movie village. I cried my heart out that day and developed an understanding in days to come how, the consciousness might have descended down from pristine purity to greater materiality via Gandhi Bhavan as it houses Saracen Foundry”s iron pillar brought in from the Glasgow. It has eight leaves on the roof and a signature in yellow paint by one Christopher and Elise, dated 01.2.40, on one of the iron blocks making the boundary of the complex. The two lions face each other at the entrance and one of them has a staff in its left hand.

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Memoir-High School Friends.

1. The seventh day of the lunar calendar has begun. Gar Karana.

2. I wrote an obituary cum numerology post on great actor Irrfan Khan, who met Allah today; as I was searching for a good song to upload with the draft, the post was gone.

3. He was the most appropriate actor to play Osho in Osho biopic because his eyes matched and he also had an exalted Jupiter in horoscope along with a reading habit. Rest in peace!

4. I recall my classmates from my highschool. I have written about my teachers for a few days. Now, I need to write about my friends for a while. I would use real names as far as possible, with Samkhya or number scheme to remember all flames.