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I wanted it to be an artwork but…

1. Layers:

I went to find her. To teach. I was feeble when I saw the cat. It seemed as if she had become a large cat. I looked into its hypnotic eyes. Egyptian mysteries.

2. Dialogue

I didn’t have courage to search for her because if she was willing to study she would have been available on time. They had left when I was in dire need of money. Later as I mentioned it to two boys I was given 1000 rupees. At the same time Vaibhav said he no longer wanted me to teach him. Traps working together.

The president of trust comes facing East. There’s someone inside kitchen: invisible. I assume it to be her.

” I went there, to fill water;” the president says.

The president can’t fill water. He’s weak. But he’s the president. An Aryan.

It’s the Egyptian goddess.

3. Axe:

I sit before her. I appreciate our tryst and feel it was signed by her because it was the goddess who wrote it. I see the axe beside me. The coconut water: sacrifice. A card. I understand marriage in the truest sense that day.

I see another axe today. I see another ball today.

4. Ball

They were sowing fields and I was meditating. I find a ball near the boundary wall and give it to one of them. Later as I sit in the healing room: the lady feels that I am playing and not serious about the process.

Later his husband appears to complete the story: a nath kid complains about having lost bat and ball to Deewan. The Bhandari department. The husband tells: your documents are with them. You can’t be admitted to this school.

5. Wells

A well being cleansed. Bats. Tonnes of them. I was surprised to see purity of water increasing in my presence. A celebrity dies meanwhile. A platform built by him is place where I meditated for a while.

Another well gets an electric connection. It has been a running mystic thread for a while. I sat for meditation there. I took pictures there. Now it’s about leaves: mango and bananas. North and South. Aryans and Dravidians.

6. The president is Aryan. The secretary is Dravidian. The secretary came just an year before I arrived. Bhandaari, Sansaari and Deewaan.

7. Sansaari is ancient. Local. The president is ancient. Local. Bhandaari is ancient. Local. The deewaan is foreign. Egyptian mysteries.

8. Who employed him?

Is it the Deewan?

No. And yes.

Is it the Librarian? No and yes.

Is it the Sansaari?

No. No. No. Sansaari is tobacco connection.

Clearly tells: I wanted to bind you into an agreement.

I clearly tell him:……..

The social reformer?

The book reader?

The revolutionary?

The witness?

Which version is truest?

What does it mean to take electric current from the second well?

She dreamed of a white snake inside eastern well. The place where my bike got trapped in earth.

The questions without answers. It’s the dark path.

After six years:

I am getting 1000 as pocket money. Maybe 1500. If I continue to slave myself for government, maafia, Sansaari, Bhandaari and Deewaan.

Dogs on every street. Gutka shakers and random colors fighting for skeletons and a few crumbs of bread.

I had brown bread after a long time. I spent an hour with Ramona: searching for brown bread in Bangalore. I was in hospital with her when she fell ill. She could have managed on her own. Later her mother and aunt came. They gave us black coffee. Tonnes of it which was bitter. I couldn’t drink it. Culture.

There were 11 bengali people in my training batch. They used to say: “you look like a Bengali.” I never felt home anywhere. Always an outsider. Always a foreigner. Why so Sirius?

9. After the fucked up Egyptian mysteries: some clarity:

A man talks about rock. After Dhaniram.

James shares a poem he wrote in 2007, talking about no longer being a rock.

Mahaveera: the 24th teerthankara was a rock. I understand that language very well because of my conditioning.

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Three losses!

1. With Tarun Gogoi, Ahmad Patel and Diego Maradona: it’s three celebrities in three days.

2. Maradona had Mars in airy sign Gemini in the eighth watery house as Lagna lord. Scorpion sportsman. Despite the debilitated Sun in the twelfth watery house he attained great fame. Perhaps Pele was the only footballer more popular than him. His chart also has Jupiter-Saturn conjunction in the sign of Sagittarius: a rare combination. He went to his next station in a similar combination which occurs now as conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn in Capricorn. Did he attain final emancipation or was reborn? If he’s immediately born somewhere the chart would conclusively have same ascendant (Scorpion) and Saturn-Jupiter combination has progressed to Capricorn. It can’t be made into a rule without proper study.

3. It’s a strange synchronicity: I ask for 5000 rupees as pocket money. I have no proper source of income and my documents were snatched away from me. The Maharashtra government announces some relief for sex-workers by giving them 5000 rupees per month. There’s hardly anyone I won’t put in the category unless they’re not workers at all. Chandramangala Yoga description tells about “sellers of women” being born in such a combination. UG called Osho a pimp. Osho first called UG an enlightened man and later withdrew his words. What can I do, gossip sells. I am feku, you are feku ab to saara desh hai fenku.

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MMXX1124!

1. I had a nice meal. Prior to that: I had a brief chat with Suyash and Umang. It was about recent lockdown. As predicted before: the electoral process alone gives some relaxation to common men. As soon as elections are over: they are back to lockdown. There can’t be any logic about spread becoming severe after elections are over.

2. As I see: the new world order is in effect. I had momos on shop near old ITI college. There: a guy called Ravi and another called Raja were present. I had an inkling about meeting Suyash and he met me after I bought incense sticks. Raja Ravi Varma ( my blog is becoming more like Wikipedia )

3. Projections.

2. On Shriram fruits shop : the couple of friends walking reminded me to buy incense sticks merely by their presence. These people help you. I saw some guys buying tomatoes. I had written names of vegetables in Karan’s notebook. The incense sticks fell from the pack as I reached Suyash.

3. He helped me pick those up. I recalled about listening names of Shiva and Ravi was one of them. I had saluted him and I met this guy on momos shop.

4. A strange thing happened: I saw water in Suyash’s left eye. A similar thing was observed in Karan’s left eye this afternoon.

5. Mirror language tells about earth dissolving into water as per the Tibetan Book. I saw a vision. Ankur’s ID was used to create that vision: Ankur was also the name of Abhishek Shukla, my classmate in Maria Mata Convent High school.

6. Prahlad with jersey number 13 appeared today. His vision matched that of my dream. I also observed Utkarsh who was once appreciated by academy coach. I recalled Hiranyakashyapu and Hiranyaksha narrative. Six layers of stories like in Christopher Nolan’s Inception.

7. The Earth is going into cosmic waters. Coach donned a round hat above orange hat. I recalled an elder visiting the field this morning with similar hat. He had some difficulty in walking.

8. I bowled ten overs or 120 balls. A big mandala begins soon. Tomorrow gods wake.

9. I wrote names of days for Rohan. Today was Tuesday. I named it the first day. The Monday is the seventh day in that scheme. I looked up Gregorian calendar on Wikipedia after being prompted by a car number 1912. It was a leap year. I read leap year’s definition. There are 34 calendars in total. Tibet uses 3 different number schemes for year. Time travel?

10. Shri didn’t come for class today. She reported of burning sensation in her face. I asked her to take care and bade adieu after having done my work in library. After Diwali and Sunday it’s third day in this session when she was absent from our class.

11. I played vocabulary jams in Shatabdi and also played Free Rice.

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The Day Begins!

1. Harshan Yoga. Sagittarius ascendant. Mercury and Moon rule the 12 hour day. The stadium is still being used as an isolation cell for those who do not wear mask.

2. November is pronounced as Navambar or new sky in Hindi

3. December is pronounced as this ambar or this sky. The sky which gets generated in November is called so in the month of Margsheersha. Sun is aligned to the galactic core via Orion or Mrigshira constellation in this month. Mrigshira is in Aries- Taurus.

4. I bowled 43 times in Shatabdi ground facing North. I took permission of academy coach to bowl as they were playing a practice match there before I reached.

5. I played free rice vocabulary quiz. Meditated. Did Surya Namaskar and breathing practices. Sun was shining brightly today. I saw a jet plane going up towards North from South. I took a video which seems to have vanished. A mask hangs around my ears. This is a strange world.

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Unmani Revisited! This is New Normal!

1. I had a nice lunch in which I took bread, milk, one paratha, some vegetable curry and rice. Before that I had one veg sandwich near Kargil Vijay Chauraha. It was crisp and spicy. I felt like eating pulaav but let it go as there were many people on that shop and I would have needed to cross the road. In morning I had two rotis and a glass of milk. I had a plate of poha worth ten rupees outside stadium. I drink lukewarm water in this season and use some sugar in it if I feel low on energy.

2. Soon those kids might be here to study. Karan and Priyanka. Karan has a mole mark on his left cheek. Big eyes and an attractive countenance. Priyanka has lost some of her first teeth. She laughs a lot.

3. I enjoyed my walk back from library, studying patterns, creating some new associations.

4. Kshetragya or knower of the field is appreciated in creation myths of Hinduism. Viraat can’t wake up without the knower of the field or guide. For example: if you want to visit Khajuraho: you should go with a guide or hire one even if you have studied about it.

5. Authority opens the divine or white space of Veebhatsa Rasa as per some accounts. Today as I was bowling towards the South West pillar: the direction of Nritti or Alaxmi: I was not able to strike the pillar until a strange group of people was observed together.

6. One of them: wearing a mask was carrying a piece of white paper in his hand. Then appeared some officers with policemen. I could strike 4 balls. I was surprised with three. I recalled previous such gesture by Satya Prakash as I was returning from library. He was coming from my left side and looked towards North. Then he covered his face with mask. Which might mean: to not speak. I am being myself. I had examined his horoscope. I saw 4 awakened planets. His Atmakaraka was sleeping. My Atmakaraka was awake and three planets were awake. Who knows what full details are as Jyotisha is an infinite field of study. Shatabhisha constellation was active when it happened. Mars is his Atmakaraka like Gurdjieff’s.

7. Pisces ascendant is active right now.

8. The great mystery in Rohan’s class. And in library. A black fish. Rohit hair cutting saloon gave change of ten rupees when I purchased milk worth ten rupees and a bread packet worth ten rupees. Breads were extra soft today. I enjoyed listening to Mozart and some songs from various albums.

9. Rohan said: we need to work together: East and West: so that we don’t forget what we need to remember. He’s seven years old. Rohan is devoted to his parents like Ganesha and Krishna of mythology. Krishna liberated his parents from prison in Mathura whereas Ganesha went round his parents once to do parikrama of world. How powerful are those myths. Indeed!

Suryaansh means one who emanated from Sun. Only perfect is born from perfection as per one dictum of Upanishads. I asked him if Vaibhav was coming to academy.

They needed 27 runs on 12 balls in field. Constellations versus Adityas. Star City.

10. I bowled 40 times. I might have been successful in striking the target iron pillar about 10 times. I learnt what works in achieving target: unmani: first order’s presence is self confidence which comes with merits. Thread is: doing as s(he) wants. Not forgetting your goal and being earnest. Being humble as you let others use space you also want to use: sharing space with others.

11. I counted the distance between two dustbins: it was 162 while returning and 152 steps while going. I lost some life force as a result of working in library: which results in reduced height. I enjoyed working on Free Rice website. I donated 510 grains. I registered some books on third rack of eighth almirah. There were some books needing to be organized. I put them as normally as possible. Left is introversion, right is extraversion and normal is right angle. What’s new normal is anybody’s guess.

12. Here I reveal the greatest mystery for free: an ex class fellow of mine spit towards his right on my way, just outside Jai Narasimha mobile shop. I saluted him as I had seen him after a long time. He said something which was heard partially. He again met me just outside the Hargovind Hemal Park. He’s a friend of Vaibhav’s father Naresh. He was driving a new passion vehicle with blue color. His face had some scratches as he had fallen some days ago. I asked him about the mystery which occurred just before the Maria Mata school, the street where he was taken by police as his brother was unhappy with his behaviour.

He said that he was happier now and living on his own in a house nearby. His uncle who is a member of legislative assembly called and he was let go off by police after that incident.

That was a big day for me. I had a memory with him outside Nanda Kanan Enclave. This one connected dots in a friendly manner. Clearly. Fifth appearance in new era.

The T in Maria Mata is 20th letter of alphabet. It indicates ‘normalcy’ tilted to righteousness. It might have been the reason why 2020 was such a righteous path. I was beaten. He was beaten. We were beaten. At almost the same place. Two of us. Passouts of 2003 batch from higher secondary school number one. We studied in Santosh Sharma’s Chemistry class together. Passion of Christ. Rebirth.

13. I had a dream. My uncle Ashok visited me on a bright blue bike. He had gained a new vehicle. He went towards East. Away from me. The dream was after his dispute with Satya Prakash as our aunt Saroj came one day. I only heard bits but they rattled me that day. Then I heard the news of his falling. That created a shivering in me. I felt responsible for his condition. I prayed for his recovery. I told about the dream to my family members. To Rukmani Devi, Ved Prakash and Vandana. I also told them about another dream.

14. Satyam Mishra played with me in stadium. He has done his engineering in mechanical branch from NRI college Bhopal which is located near Oriental Institute of Science and Technology. He had done polytechnic from a college and he got an offer letter from John Deere. He’s waiting for his joining in Devas like I was waiting for mine in Tamilnadu after 2008. An exercise in humility. Corona, like 2008 recession is a mystery for the world. Y2K, 2008, 2015: 7 years gap. We are all creators of our scripts in that sense. Wouldn’t Vallalar have been proud to witness us practice. 12 balls and 27 runs. Did I need more to learn Deuteronomy this morning? If Amit Shah is visiting Tamilnadu: I am the show stopper or anchor depending on which view you subscribe to. Shah has total freedom at present. I have some freedom. Satyam. Shivam. Sundaram. A revelation. Someone was holding the office in 2008. Something stopped jobs. Someone had the power to make things happen. Satyam Mishra is Truth body, Amit Shah is beatific body, Anand Prakash Shukla is bliss body on Sunday, 21112020.

15. Buddha. Dharma. Sangha. Understanding. Learning. The script may change anytime. If I can write name of one of the most powerful leaders of country : there must be a reason to it. Anand. Tonnage.

16. I rest my case here.

1. If I can control it.

2. Salute knowers of field. And Kapil Dev Ji…

3. Keep working on Tohu verses.

4. Keep paying attention to saints. For example: Vallalar wrote the last 100 verses exalting dancinglightofgrace.

5. Keep respecting authorities: local and global. Keep giving respect to young ones. They know the best but don’t trust their quick promises.

6. Keep working on my understanding of left and right.

7. Keep reading newspapers and donating rice. Keep listening to inner music. Meditation and Pranayama.

8. Keep saluting Jhansi ki Rani with Tohu verses time to time.

9. Keep learning Sanskrit. English. Hindi. (Bengali and Oriya… Bundelkhandi…)

10. I might begin getting 5000 rupees as pocket money per month.

17. There appeared a young man with glasses and his hands in pockets. He was dashing and his presence created a hit. I tried and tried but nothing happened. Just like Japuji says: Nirankar…grace…merits…all of them are connected in the kingdom of God.

Kabir and Nanak were my objects of study in library today. I read some poems by Tagore. They were excellent.

I called Shri. She politely refused to study today. On Sunday and holidays like Diwali: she likes to spend time with her family and friends. She was missing samosa the last time we talked. I had a plan for her today but Godhead had another for me today. This is unmani. This is fountain of bliss.

Those who read it might enjoy it or become free from fear of death. But to get free from lust towards Korean models they will need grace from Aakriti Kuntal and Bob Dylan. This is new normal.

19. By this calculation: Zed category might give me a helicopter ride in two years. Then some young women might file complaints of sexual harrassme By then my cult will have one member: I, me, myself. Thus: it’s fantasy.

How many deaths does it take to dream?

Just one…

21. The grandfather was changing clothes. Today he was washing clothes as I was teaching Rohan. The fen reminded me of Chaitanya mahaprabhu and talk in my journeys to Vrijpura. They said:

” he has only reached till fen.”

They didn’t let me have pouches. What can I say! In a way they were criticizing Hare Krishnas.

22. One rocket on roof and another in stadium. I made a video which was deleted by IT cell. As soon as I thought about legality of porn two bikes appeared: one with a driver without helmet and another with a driver with helmet. Satya Prakash was born on 22nd. This might be the cause along with my post this morning to make my balls hit target. BSNL truck was coming towards me as I was entering the Gaya Prasad Singh entrance.

23. I recalled libertygirl. I recalled her movie where she was entering into waters: cosmic waters. With an umbrella. Am I living on rent or in my own room? How much do I owe and to whom? Her forum The Couch let me express myself. She wanted me to contact her when I had mastered telepathy. Her boyfriend, meanwhile got jealous of me or so she thought. I only wanted to keep my post count to number two on her forum. She was an expert in Physics and Super massive black holes and I missed Eli Kyoko as I am going to listen Coffee and Cigarettes soon. Jayant Narlikar from Bhopal. Chhotu, Pintoo, Jaisiyaraam. Aid aa gai. Deepika Padukone aa gai. Now we are saif!

24. Dharmoo nagar nagar naa jaaye to kamaaye kya…ghoda ghaas se kare yaari to khaaye kyaa? Waah guru waah. A dog was dancing around Vishnugupta and then it was friendly to me : I had heard Lalita Sahastranama.

PS: if Amit Shah, Jhansi Ki Raani, Shri, Vaibhav, Satya Prakash or anyone else finds any part to be offensive: please let me know via gutka shakers and spitters united or kesariya union. Pathak ji came to take his revenge on behalf of another Pathak ji and then appeared the great revealer: Chemistry classmate. He’s the show stealer if I am the show stopper. Jai Jagat Veeru Sowat. Sowat paanv pasaar! Off to the playground!

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Cosmic central Sun…alignment to Shishumara begins!

1. Julian day: 2459176. 7. Venus. Seth.

2. 22.11.2020: symmetry. Beauty of numbers.

3. Uranus rules the day. Quirk. South node of Moon which is placed in Aquarius is placed in the sign of Scorpion. The root comes out to be 2053 or 28 or 10: Sefer Yetzirah. Binary. The first order triggers a time travel event in the year 2053 to reach me in this day. It means I am likely to meet a future version of mine today. It’s a bit far fetched fiction: yet, I am sure about already having done time travel experiments in 2018 and then again. Today: people try to thwart that effect of time travel by the emperor in 2053. Sadly: all technology is in hands of the first order only.

4. Look at the series of build-up on helicopter event. It also means dragonfly. This point is merely an acknowledgement. I took dimensions. Police guarded the stadium. No politician came. The PWD department did the job during elections. Today: I see home minister visiting Tamilnadu. Yesterday evening: the guy on momos shop was ultra glad talking about someone buying a helicopter. Now: it might be a helicopter I saw yesterday morning on roof. I can’t be sure. It’s second such route after Prime Minister’s visit. Who else connects the dots but the most high.

5. Simha. Sunday. Cosmic central Sun.

PS: for all practical purposes: this post is a masterpiece of fiction.

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Kodaikanal!

1. Ankit Mishra’s interest has been paid in full: he’s president of Sarvodaya Mandal now. Edit: secretary, not president.

2. I had a nice meal and 200 rupees were paid by one of the students.

3. A man appeared before our session today. He was in on it with one Minakshi. Some doctor. Address asking. The usual spectators.

4. I burnt the garbage after sweeping the library room. Read some verses from Japuji. Shri came late to class. We played maps and flags instead of the usual vocabulary quiz on Free Rice. She appeared happy with the exercise. I especially enjoyed working on flags because maps were difficult to work upon. We also played Grammar quiz. Then we did some catching practice. I look forward to test her tomorrow on Grammar.

5. The walk back from library seemed dreary. I had not slept much the last night. The number of steps between the dustbins: on my way: 152. Back: 162. I saw the Cricket academy coach outside Shatabdi. The masonic pulaav guy had shifted his shop to the other side.

6. Kodaikanal. UG said he began to choke over there. My friends didn’t take me there. The DLOG wanted me to share the experience. It was hot!

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Recreational Bowling!

1. 46 balls. 45th hit the target. 9 hits in total. Big boys were doing kulla. Kulla is mouthwash: usually done after waking up at home.

2. The kingfisher did the trick : it went down from the left poll and reached for the orange bulb. It left the white bulb.

3. Is this it? This is it. It’s it.

4. I took couple of pictures. Warmth of Sun feels good. The juice was nice. I saw an airplane on the left. Seven sages. Orion.

5. I came, I saw, I conquered. Not me, not me. Yes you! Hey you! Yes, yes, you!

6. Nothing.

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Kingfisher and Japuji!

1. I have received 1337 likes on Blogger’s World site. It was found in 2015, August. I thank everyone including Pam, Rashmi and Kristina.

2. I gave the coin worth ten rupees at poha stall. It was released in 2015.

3. A pack of fire sticks with khurkhand written on it was lying outside entrance to Rohan’s classroom. Khur means the hoof of a cow. Yesterday: Rohan was asking me to teach him how to make bull from cow and horse from donk! Khurkhand also reminds me of Vandana’s village.

4. Yesterday evening I counted Chepla birds. Today I saw some of them. Kids playing football were dapper and dashing. I mind my business. I counted the number of balls I threw. And now I recall why I had seen Hrithik Roshan smiling in an advertisement on Spotify this morning. A boy spoke like Krish as I was measuring the steps between goalposts on football ground. Who connects the dots but creator.

5. If I talk about evils and don’t talk about positives : it leaves me very sour and negative. I felt good to see my Chemistry teacher this morning.

6. I tried targeting the iron poll. A boy with a jacket number 1, Sagar Division, saluted couple of people exactly when a kingfisher did a trick in air and sat on top of iron pillar. I recalled all those days when I was researching Vedic scriptures online for traditional iron pillar worship. That ball hit the target. There were five of them sitting : Panch Parameshthi. I can’t make heads or tales of it. How that one I tried talking to had appeared yesterday on roof and now this one. I don’t know how it happens. Perhaps, some people have a knack to train kingfishers. I took a picture of pillar which was removed from my phone.

7. It was kingfisher who did a trick in Gathewara on wire. It was alarmed as I reached whereas it was happier today and yesterday. I read comics with super commando Dhruv in Raj Comics. Naagraj was the most popular but I always loved Dhruv. Dhruv was human whereas Naagraj was a king of Nagas. Mayank Shukla liked Tausi and Naagraj along with Amitabh Bachchan. My favorites were Dhruv, Bankelal, Govinda and Akshay Kumar. Dhruv could talk to birds like Raman Maharshi.

8. I bowled 34 times. 12 balls hit the iron pillar. I can improve with practice. This is the new normal. Walking to running to bowling in this city took 6 years! 8 years since apocalypse in 2012. I am wearing blue and yellow like Super commando Dhruv. God keeps record of all our childhood dreams. In Japuji: we read that he gives only equivalent of return for evil but ten times for good deeds.

9. There’s a certain satisfaction in the fact that limits are set by nature on our work. It appears like art because of it. Is a quote by Albert Einstein. I read it in The Einstein Factor by Win Wenger and Richard Poe in 2002. Rohan has been asking questions every ten second in the last 20 minutes. He can’t paint by himself. I might have written more. The publishing date of this book Japuji was Kartik Purnima 2020 or 18.11.1963. I am reading it in 2020 AD, hopefully on full Moon day as well.

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1. A black fish is swimming in aquarium. A lone fish.

2. A girl comes to watch us study. I call her by name and she goes upstairs.

3. A man called Hari on a red TVS bike. Outside Narasimha temple.

4. A man who was searching for something. A torch with another.

5. Krishna. Hari.

6. Monkeys. I bowl an over and a ball. Seven balls. After that I practice catching and the ball enters the pavilion. The place where they practice laughing.

7. That place is locked. The ball once went to its roof. I had a lesson that day. Another today. I saluted East as well as West.

8. A kingfisher perches on a white pipe on neighbor’s roof. As I try talking to it: another perches for a moment near me. Then it goes South West to an electric poll. Its wings were beautiful.

9. It was the most beautiful fog. Dhundh.

10. Two people saluted each other.

11. Rohan asks me to teach him: donk means horse. Scorpion means Saggitarius.

12. 11 are Rudras in Hindu pantheon.

13. Twin peaks. Twin flames. Gemini. Fire. Mouth of dragon. Priest. Speech. Air which purifies.

14. Fire is the carrier of merits. Prometheus.

15. Fire is current. The life force.

16. Fire is Sun. The Mars. Fire is Ganapati. Fire is Kethu. The liberation. The flag.

17. Fire is Shiva.

18. Fire is Rudras. The healers. Ashvini Kumaras. Dhanvantari.

19. Fire is rebellion. Fire is independence. Fire is Vallalar. Dancing light of grace. Fire is Manikavacchagar. Vaishwanara. Knowledge. Knowember. I bowled 5 overs. I enjoyed the view.

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The Cult of Dancinglightofgrace!

1. I met Suyash who is preparing for competitive exams. He said he would give feedback to my blog posts if I share the link to my blog. I told him to google dancinglightofgrace WordPress. You know: this is bound to be read by at least one person. You know where I wrote that word(feedback) recently in comments. You know…

2. He emphasized on my being late for walk. Dr. Juhi Published an article on CFS. Aditi published a verse on ocean. You know who used to publish every poem within five minutes?

3. I was given only rupee note printed in 2020 today. It was given by Purushottam: the Juice seller guy. I should have taken a photo. It’s the only current currency.

4. I jogged in stadium after walk. The measurements between goal posts: 130 steps approx. Between the pillars: 10 steps plus.

5. I played five vocabulary jams. I scored 43525 ranks when about 80, 60, 70 players participated in various games.

6. Momos guy told it would take 10 minutes to fry them. I had a cream roll. My cream roll had no connection to a bearded guy smoking and looking at the Gaya Prasad Singh entrance. I enjoyed the cream roll. You may bypass the additional information.

7. Only guy who spit clearly this evening was the host of a bunch of gossiping people. The family ration store owner: my answer is: udaar charitanaam tu vasudhaiv Kutumbakam. Sanskrit dictum.

8. It’s translated as: for noble people the entire world is one family. Rise beyond kith and kin. Hindu and Muslim. Indian and Chinese. Rise and attain the heights attained by Vallalar.

9. I read a book written by Tagore. It had couple of Ekankis. Ekanki means: with only one number. The first one had a masters in art. The second one had Dukhiram(Dhaniram) and Vaidya(Ramcharan). The illustrations are new. The kitten was being teased by kids. The second one had corona like scenario. It took us a little time to read that book. Shri brought that book to library from her home. I read couple more plays written by Bhaas: one was about Bheem winning over Ghatotkacha. The other one was named Pancharatra. I couldn’t finish any of them because they weren’t intriguing.

10. There were three dogs in the field. Sitting peacefully. Moon is in Moola quarter two. I played free rice.

11. I keep reading some questions put to Gandhi in interviews. One of them is about his being made dictator.

I don’t think that high. Dictators die a bad death. Always. Look at Saddam. Look at Gaddafi. Look at Hitler. Gandhi also had a violent death after a prolonged fasting in which he was among rioting people in Kolkata. Osho was poisoned. Socrates was poisoned. Poets die peacefully. Look at Vallalar. He didn’t die. I would love to vanish leaving a fragrance of camphor behind me. The gutta purcha in my teeth first needs to get converted into some other matter.

If I were to make a cult:

1. Walking 10000 steps. Everyday. Bowling: 10 overs everyday. At least 4 days every week. Drinking plenty of water.

2. Chanting 10000 names everyday. Or playing games like vocabulary jams or crosswords. Equivalent of 5 jams. Cult should be open to all adult members. If they’re masters: they can also be teenagers. Donating food to poor people or animals or insects via trustworthy media such as free rice. If you can’t donate food: give your time for charity.

3. Listening to inner music or music of spheres. Meditation on dancinglightofgrace. Composing verses to exalt it.

4. Being vegetarians unless it was absolutely necessary to eat meat in a climate where nothing else was available.

5. Not being fidel to husbands or wives.

6. Not being fidel to parents or siblings or sons or daughters.

7. Speaking only Truth. But not to hurt others. Only to serve justice or to teach. Writing only Truth. Not stealing unless it was absolutely necessary to feed hungry stomach or mind.

8. No interdiction on pornography. No ban on jerking off. No ban on sexual intercourse. If you can afford it: have it. By mutual agreement. Not producing offsprings by understanding that the living areas are already overpopulated.

9. Not being fidel to romantic partners. Not being fidel to causes in any absolute sense but being fidel to experiments.

10. Not doing unto others what you don’t want others to do unto you.

11. Not speaking loudly. Not being fidel to posts like humanity or godliness.

12. Listening music only with earphones.

13. Meditation. Reading. Learning. Teaching. Exercise. Staying fit. Never going to doctors unless it was an emergency.

14. Never hurting others except by being silent. Not talking to others shouldn’t be taken as an offence.

15. Not giving unto fake religions or propaganda like corona.

16. Practicing breathing deep and mindfulness. Aspiring for nectar of immortality and Sanmaargam. The perfect understanding that you’re godhead as much as any other being or process is.

17. Mozart or instrumental music played as vehicle horns. On traffic signals. In schools. No verbal jargon.

18. Not producing offsprings. Not living in overpopulated areas. Everyone should have enough space where they can dance or sing or watch porn or themselves naked if necessary.

19. Being of help but not to thwart someone else’s progress. Never conspiring. Never joining groups like: Bajrang Dala, RSS, Bharat Swabhiman, Vishwa Hindu Parishad, ISIS, Jews, Christians, Atheists, Buddhism, Sikhism, Islam Humanity or Nagas. Or political parties like : Congress, BJP or Shivsena etc. Never voting.

20. Conversations should mostly be one-on-one. I would never be a leader. You see the cult and you move on as you know it’s same old same old.

21. Time travel is something worth being investigated. Like: leaving body at will.

22. Record your ideas. As often as you want to or need to. Even if nobody reads them.

23. Be fidel to yourself. Set your own goals and achieve them. Be a freelancer. Play your own games. Doubt : blue pill. Read. Trust: red pill. Experiment and learn.

24. Learn about darkness and light.

25. Know the light but hold onto darkness. Or know the darkness and hold onto the light.

26. Never take any life. Never kill any life forms unless your life is threatened. Even if you need to save yourself : try to escape. It’s your own life force that you weaken by killing a life form. Don’t take part in wars. Sports are best forms of channeling your anger and energy. Watch Grave of fireflies. Cry as often as you need to: even if you’re a male.

27. Eros and Thanos. Bal and Mot. Logos and Sophia. Husband and wife. Sister and brother. Darkness and light. Two friends. Two neighbors. Two enemies. Two languages. Two rivals. Two colors. Two fragrances. They’re worth being watched. Be a witness.

28. Be a witness to waking, sleeping and dreaming. Understand work, power and energy.

29. Live young, live free. Free from aging, decay, death and fear. Free from hunger and craving. Work for your own freedom and that of others.

30. None of what is present in my cult is new. Yet it’s fresh. You can’t bathe in the same river twice.

31. As of now: on 17112020: there are no members in my cult.

32. I am the only member of my cult. Cult can’t do anything illegal. Its members have to comply with the law of the lands they live in.

33. Death, sex and any other discussion isn’t taboo in my cult. But watch out for practice. You need to please kabbalists to get published. Theirs is the easiest system(the man model: purush sukta) of understanding reality. It matches with Hinduism to a great extent. Trust numbers. They’re secular. Keep counting.

34. All life forms are interdependent. Read a lot. Read at least 10 books per month. If you can’t: listen 10 books per month. If you can’t: watch ten movies per month. If you can’t : be a Hellen Keller to world.

35. Jishnu G. Nair: in the hall facing South East: in Oriental Institute of Science and Technology Bhopal in 2005 in presence of Swati Chugh and Amrita Bajaj: upon being asked by her(Swati): about me: said that I would find a cult. That I would create a new Dharma or religion.

36. It has been 15 years. I didn’t create any new cult. Jishnu was wrong.

37. Jishnu was only child of his parents. Jishnu had good powers of imagination. He helped me with Engineering drawing. Originally from Kerala. Could speak Malyalam and English along with Hindi. The first thing Jishnu did after getting a job: he got married. He appeared busy if asked any philosophical questions.

38. Jishnu made a remark about Swati’s braces. I hope Swati is comfortable with her teeth and symmetry now. I was charismatic indeed. Good long term memory. Emerging hero of EC branch, genius, psycho, baba, etc etc.

39. Jishnu was proud and told me: you have a superiority complex. Jigyasu was far more positive in his attitude. Every time I expressed a worry he came up with a positive reply. A Gemini to my Saggitarius. An optimist to my brooding nature. The duo always spent time in computer lab. They must be making millions now. Geeks.

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Whirlpool Cave and the Beetle’s Song!

1. A biker with “Jai maa Bhaanvari” passes by. It’s what they call as “whirlpool cave.”

2. Dhaniram spotted just outside Sulabh Complex with a yellow paper in his hand.

3. A tale about samosa:

They were practicing writing descriptive paragraphs. Based on the samples given the teacher asks her to write one about herself. She writes. A few words. Not enough. He then asks her to tell about her skills. She begins with languages she can speak. Then her ability to dance and sketch are brought into light by the teacher. It was near the aquarium painting on wall where he told her about deja vus he had. The very next day she had a fever upon her. The turmeric kadha. He told her in the end to write about her ability to cook and also told about his own abilities. He asked her if she could cook samose. Her answer was in negative.

The very next day as he went to teach: the mother greeted him with a strange appearance. Asked him to make the student sit for an hour even as it was Diwali. They offered him mooli as they were eating it. He politely refused because he had had breakfast just a while ago. She startled him only to tell him about not attending the class. It was Diwali day after all.

A few days ago: when he had received his payment : he asked about the crops in the field. The secretary told him that they were kharif crops.

That day she offered him to take some spinach to which he refused as it merely added to more expectations. Everything has to be paid one way or the other.

After spinach and mooli: as the guy who wanted to donate clothes, a twelfth class student, was taken to her by the tutor: he was again offered samosa that they brought for breakfast. Occassions matter?

He didn’t have samose by Asatiji. Everything has a reason. He didn’t eat kheer at home. It seemed that Asatiji wanted him to eat them. But it was only with Vaibhav that he enjoyed them. Then something happened and they appealed him no more, though he ate them sometimes when hungry. When he had to dance because of the stipulation created by Shri as he carelessly called her by her given name: he was force fed bananas.

Kela uncle. Little pittle. Rumpledstiltedskin. Kinnardoldrumlautarkrakenophibeliskilletiologyrationoisomesugasconade.

Today: Asatiji was standing near him as he played vocabulary quiz. It was the same reflex. Then he saw a guy taking samose at the usual poha thela. He wanted samose for a change on impulse. The poha guy suggested him to have poha instead because he wanted to tell him that he would be charged only ten rupees.

If he hadn’t inquired about his daughter’s tuition fee: the cardboard with price tags for poha wouldn’t have appeared.

If I had marijuana regularly: the story would have been richer. But that was only for thugs. Same with alcohol. Even my breakfast was questionable. Purushottam said something. The man reading newspaper asked about the price of the juice. The lawyer who had insulted me on that shop was again walking with a farmer like pagdi on head. He was there last evening as well. Deri road. Late road. The guy who came to play cricket with him in Shatabdi: a guy with dirty teeth like his. Though he ate no gutka. The bus going to Seedhi had Samaya Shatabdi written on it. The labour inspector examination. He had scored 130. He saw his aunt’s husband in dream. He said he was coming for rescue! Ah deliverance!

Who connects the dots but the creator! Satna was a pain but Seedhi was all temples painted with snakes. It seemed whole lots of nagas attacked him together. He had some samose to eat then he had dysentery. That was one of the most difficult of passages. He recalled the govindpur valley: a majestic beauty. A jeep with Bundela written was spotted outside the stadium as he entered. Who connects the dots but creator.

If the poha guy directed him away from samosa: the uncle of the kid offered him samosa: then it clicked.

It was orchestrated.

Samose were connecting thread. The class struggle.

Today he was again offered kaadha. He had suggested her to have some as a cure for cough.

A boy in white was wearing jercy number 09. Void and Shri. Police. Police. Police.

Two of them walked and another was on a bike smiling : he wore the cap similar to the one worn by the dermatologist.

I wanted to teach her Mudralankar. I am the teacher. The tutor. The Sutra kaar.

Tiwari and company were not found inside stadium today. I played only one jam.

The story took contribution from: Gandhi Smarak Bhavan. Asatiji. Rohan’s uncle. Dolly’s father. Couple of college guys. My memories. And grace from dancinglightofgrace.

The story wouldn’t have been possible without that exercise in descriptive paragraphs. Descriptive is deshgat. Deshraag. Dependent on local conditions. Narrative is minimal.

That was initiated by the student. The class was initiated after an agreement under banyan tree. A tree under which a Shivalinga is worshipped. I once captured a picture and later I was abused. I once danced near it and later I was abused. I taught under it when Vidyasagar was residing in this township.

The class was initiated by Ankit. The class was initiated by me. Kirti madam appeared as soon as I began teaching. I didn’t know I was surrounded by so many high profile people. Not yet.

I asked her about the publishers. I wanted to initiate Shri, Ankit, Golu into kabbalistic mysteries. I felt she was telling only bit of it. Those people looked with surprise at me. Madam said her daughter would attend the class. She didn’t. Not on that day.

Who connects the dots?

Who creates the dots.

What comes out of it?

It takes communication, words and connected action to bring it about. A guy was donning a t-shirt with ‘freedom’ written on it. Another rode a hercules bicycle. Hercules might mean Sankarshana as per Pancharatra or Sisyphus as per the myth. It means purgatory. Rolling stones.