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A Story Worth Reading !

1. Though it rarely happens: one of my employers paid me in full when I asked for only an advance. The student is going to take a leave for about one month. Her behaviour has been strange but I can understand. I bought an earphone worth fifty rupees from a shop I used to buy earphones from about four years ago. Since I am wealthy( after paying three hundred back to Vandana I would still be left with more than one hundred rupees!) I only have eight hundred more rupees left as a payment towards the services delivered to the second employer. Constantly changing world and employment. Scarcity of work or complete slavery were options. I chose the first one and feel free.

2. I played four jams this morning: rankings: 1112. Unless Stephen had come: I would have scored first rank in all four. I enjoyed bowling ten overs. Samose. Samose and kachori are getting costlier but we are paid one fifty or three hundred rupees per tuition and work is scarce to come. What happened to economy and opportunity?

Party with religious groups: like I did last night: except popcorns and momos everything was for free: I reckon:

Ramleela –Live ticket in an open theatre worth 1000 rupees per person.

Air: invaluable.

Water: invaluable.

Harmony and security: invaluable: though some younger people were suspicious of me. And you know why! I was confident because I have been visiting stadium for about two months: doing what is supposed be proper behaviour over there: sports and recreation.

Personally: my net worth is almost zero. The last good movie I watched in the Anurag City Centre had merely four members in theatre and another had a hall full but I was supposed to create rains instead of watching the movie.

3. How many threads do I need to join to create an event worth narrating? Maybe three or four. It depends on authors. I consider it kabbalistic you call it divine. I saw another Kingfisher and a nightingale as I was exiting out of the stadium. The thread of story begins in the point four.

4. Vaibhav Choubey Galla Mandi had the Einstein quote “Imagination is more powerful than knowledge,” striked out on his t-shirt. It means: Einstein was wrong. It means: the world is real. It means: knowledge is more powerful than imagination. Vaibhav was standing near the police line entrance to stadium. It was Eastern entrance. Satyam was with me. My heart had stopped working. My head was exploding with pain. I showed him and he accepted: my heart had stopped.

5. I was ordering popcorn pack. The policeman whom I had been observing on a regular basis ordered the man counting the gutka pouches which he laid on popcorn pouches. It might mean anything: that eating popcorn is akin to eating gutka: with a difference that popcorns don’t spoil walls or teeth. You don’t need to spit. You can prove anything provided you have the power.

6. Today morning the autorickshaw man gave money to the puncture shop owner. I recalled how Vaibhav had asked for another five rupees after having taken twenty rupees in two days. I had refused. The puncture shop owner made a remark about darkness. My blog was read by someone and message conveyed. He does read newspaper but I don’t know if he reads my blog too. My comment had a foundation of Hinduism which regards the Sun’s southern movement as creating smaller days and bigger nights. Darkness increases: festivals let you relax but you don’t understand the full import of them. My attention was taken to gutka pouches: he wasn’t selling them before. Vaibhav was actually in a fair. Playful and enjoying as much as I was when I ordered popcorn. Or similar. There’s no way to match.

7. Four days. Four threads. Saarthak. Autowallah. Meaningful: the name of the lady who wanted to mount a water bottle for her son. When I was letting her son play she needed to make a superficial acquaintance. Now they are five threads. I don’t know who really reads these but unless some delusion struck me: the policeman, the puncture shop owner and some others will get to know of five threads. Beneficence. This is the art being created with hardwork. The policeman, the gutka counter, the puncture shop owner, Vaibhav who first requested me to come to academy, his grandmother, etc were all in it: probably to make me prepared to get married to a fat girl. If it was a way to civilize me: you see how well it works. It’s red pill.

8. The library and the other parts of Gandhi Smarak Bhavan have whisky or wine or brandy bottles. They might be part of an exhibition or act like those steps on North West pavilion which had condom pouches a few days ago or maybe they were drinking and wanted me to know that being farmers they need to drink to relax. It’s fine with me for I lived with flatmates who used to drink. I knew that those who worked in Deshaj Gaushala and field needed to drink. Gandhi or Tolstoy might also have drunk one way or another.

9. All the characters come from real life or this dream. And events are woven. It took energy to do that and gradual patterns. Police, repairing people, editors, press, psychonauts and hackers. If I rate this: it’s one of my best stories with morale: balance.

10. I utilized library time for writing because I was expecting my student to visit as she said over the call. But she didn’t. Online classes are random in nature. I would have been left with no energy or willingness to write if I wrote in noon. I am sure : this story will be read at least by one person and appreciated.

Courtesy: police department. Cricket academy. Vaibhav Choubey Galla Mandi. WordPress. Win Wenger PhD. S. S. Khare. Bob Dylan. Devika Mathur. Sister Haycinth. Kabbalists. Saarthak’s mother. Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. Wine Shops. Ramlila committee. Baburam Chaturvedi. Shrinivas Shukla. Chhatrasal. Saint Rajinder Singh. Kabir. Nanak. Secret Russian Mafia Police. Vladimir Putin. Rajasthani Red Light Workers. Vaasudev Krishna Yadav. Akshay Kumar.

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Grand Success!

1. It was the only public event in which I participated in the year 2020. It was a grand success.

2. Yesterday evening: someone working on lighting told me that it was supposed to finish within one hour: 6 to 7. It actually finished by about 8:30. Which means a ninety minutes lag. It was enjoyable.

3. There were at least one thousand people. There were stalls for momos, popcorn, icecream both inside and outside the stadium.

4. There was a water tanker on the Eastern entrance.

5. The organization was done by Ramlila committee Galla Mandi. The head of the committee was apologizing for lack of arrangements : it surprised me because I felt it was almost perfect.

6. Music was excellent.

7. Acting was top notch: especially by the actor playing Ravana: a veteran. His ability to laugh a devilish laugh comes with great practice.

8. Police was alert like municipal corporation workers. I felt for the first time to be in a public place without being cornered. It might be because I have been visiting stadium for about two months since it opened.

9. I was feeling low when I woke up in noon. Attending this mega event, taking pictures, bowling and having some salty popcorns and momos made me feel much better. I may say that I never felt better in public this year. I am absolutely healthy.

10. The event was an entertainment event. I spent 50 rupees within one evening: which is way too much if you look at my income: one thousand rupees per month. I need to buy milk and bread everyday to stay fit and healthy: which cost nine hundred rupees per month. I hardly have money for getting my mobile recharge vouchers. This is: when I have earnestly tried to coach students in English and Grammar for about a year. Whoever said that you get work if you’re sincere : might be wrong. It doesn’t work that way.

11. The event will be etched in my 2020 memory: along with the Chelpa bird, Vallalar, Narayan Vaasudev, Gandhi Smarak Bhavan library, Vrijpura walks and Blogger’s World author access regained. I have gained more than I lost but without assurance of future.

12. I have no doubt about being immortal. No doubts about having travelled in time. No doubts about being widely popular (infamous.) I was given a terma by Padmasambhava which I completed by 2020. I have a better understanding of unity of material and spiritual worlds. Though I clearly fathom why death, fear and sex are taboos: like left hand tantric rituals: I can’t fully reveal them to many people without first selling my soul to governors of this universe. Which also gives me freedom: to be free from having violated any teacher’s injunctions in past, present and future. Only the most deserving can gain access to the hall of gnosis and bliss.

13. I regained the shape and strength after a decade of trial and error but the ugly face of documents being controlling devices by family, cabals, companies and governments was revealed with full effect this solar year. I was trained to be a man of letters and then renunciation of a peculiar kind took away from me all the basic necessities. Most of my teachers were people who were well off and took a great deal of support from people in government or aristocracy. I took only the needful. None of my teachers, perhaps with an exception of Kabir could live as humbly as I did. This doesn’t mean that there aren’t people around me living more humbly: but means that my spiritual teachers who had a published body of works were all well off.

14. I had to borrow another 100 rupees from Vandana. I have to now pay 300 by the first of November plus I need to buy a new earphone as this one has one of its plugs dysfunctional. The size of the Oppo A53 model earplugs was way too much for my ears : why?

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Kingfisher!

1. I had some sleep using white noise.

Face of Ravana: 10th head is mule!
Torso of Ravana!
Legs of Ravana! Crackers!

2. I used to see Kingfisher on Dussehra. One of the granduncles used to show the importance early morning. I had been going on walks in August and September but here I have been working on bowling inside stadium and didn’t observe any kingfishers. Today morning: as I was relaxing after having bowled: a kingfisher was spotted. What are the odds? Divine.

3. Air is getting cold. You need some caution regarding water and air consumption. I read Laladyad’s verses for my student. The poet from Kashmir was said to be one of the very few ladies like Meera who attained perfect enlightenment and sang verses. I did ask her whether she found verses by Kabir to be more effective and she agreed. Kabir was prolific: like Tulsi and Shoor.

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The Matchmakers!

1. A bike with a triangle shape on its headlight cover and Vigyaan (Science) written in Devnagari script stops near the superstore. The previous script has to be completed: is he joining our group or not? The barbershop decides: whether I left the tuft on my head or not. Are we joking? My net worth is one thousand rupees per month. My caretakers brought me here from Vrindavan and never gave me any pocket money despite taking my services directly or indirectly. Am I joining the group. Who are we kidding? The barber was an expert. I can assure you: he has improved as an artisan too. The sacrifice for departing goddess had the priest who was chanting inaudible verses. Swaha! Swa stands for Self. Aha being the last vowel in Devnagari script: means: Rest in Self. Rest in peace. Die. Sacrifice self for Self. Ushma color.

2. I enjoyed teaching English. It was a Grammar test. Since the first batch didn’t happen: I had enough energy to teach in morning hours. I walked six rounds before I enjoyed samose by Asatiji and Pohe by Kushwahaji.

3. Bowling practice was easy because I reached in time. I bowled sixty times. Ten overs. Though I couldn’t sleep well last night. Tried watching a movie. Binaural beats are embedded with hypnosis and advertising. There’s overt hypnosis and hidden hypnosis.

4. Stadium has been cleansed thrice in the last three days. It’s after two months. It’s probably because of festivals: Dussehra and Diwali. I reckon: placing those rabbit shaped dustbins inside stadium with “Use Me” needs regular sweeping as happens for roads. Municipal corporation doesn’t have enough people and they won’t hire. The freelancers who are paid pennies like I am: are promised Diwali bonus and so on.

5. There are indian people living abroad: especially in Europe. They might miss gutka spitters and might be afraid of Mafia : but there’s nothing worse than being sandwiched between local and universal. The question arises: why fifty fifty. Why not the whole Truth? In the most severe of lockdowns I survived and thrived. In the normal: people mocked me when I didn’t care for work and denied me employment when I earnestly sought it. It’s indeed a strange society. The old and the new. They coexist. M. Night Shyamlan’s ‘The Village’ highlights it very well.

6. The Seventh Horse of the Sun. Shilajeet. Labourers. Pashupatinath. Narayan. And David Lynch. Dark City indeed! Very Dark. The Sun goes South. South is Right. If you face West it’s left. Dimensions.

7. After the greatest success of mummy papa United productions came bhaiya bhabhi United productions. Now comes: ……onus in on bonus. I am free.

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In the beginning was the beginning then came darkness!

1. You still have Halloween. Diwali. Yet: I have begun to summarize the year while I can:

2. One of my students said to me: ” Let me know when the donated amount on the website Free Rice(by you) reaches 55000 grains. I could sense a kind of critique in his voice. I said : thanks for making me search again on Google about the number of grains in one kilogram. I do consume more rice everyday than I can donate. Where was the advantage?

3. Since 2017, there had been a group of hounds after me. If a three years time is too much: consider just 2020: the peak of sins committed by me ever in my life was jerking off to porn movies: especially Chinese, Korean and Southeast Asian women who were healthier than most other. That’s the sum total of sins really committed by me. It’s not illegal as per the law of the country I was living in. There was more exposure in everyday life than in movies. BUT: everytime I jerked off: it became a national or international news. The logical advantage comes in the point number four.

4. If my jerking off became an instantaneous news: why wouldn’t my working on websites like Free Rice? Unless: there was a systematic work by some parties who did their best to suppress all good that I ever did(for example : Blogger’s World: where I was thrown out of the heaven without even eating any 🍎)

5. Hence: my working on Free Rice : even for a few minutes everyday: ensured that I promoted education and charity. I was more popular than I thought I was.

6. Fifth is the conclusion. I want to keep this in my memory to feel positive. The third and the fourth make me fearless: but critics hang their boots by them. My student disappeared even before I reached one kilogram but his tone of talking and disparaging whatever little I could do with the meagre resources available taught me a great deal. Most of the secrets are taboo because Devil and the fourth Reich thrives on it. Bare it open and it’s nothing. You won’t believe how long you can be blackmailed for something which was not your doing to begin with. Who created the Original Sin?

7. I had some difficulty bowling in evening. I needed sleep. I needed to walk to let my body warm up. Then I bowled about seven overs: forty balls to be exact.

8. I bowled hundred times in total today. There was no barber to get my head shaved.

9. I scored 12741 ranks in evening and 11254 in morning on vocabulary.com jams. To be honest: I played more than that but forgot to record all of them. I observed some familiar players.

10. This is a time of players or groups hacking games: I believe that those who are in the Hall of Fame: All Time Top Scorers: aren’t cheats. I was there for a while: it was three years ago that I entered there. I had to play five to ten hours or fifteen hours on some days. I had to consume plenty of coffee. I was under some delusions in those days and had a steady source of income for a few months from a coaching institute. Here are a few worthy mentions:

( my only friends in the last two years: a kitten who was abandoned by her mother. And a chatbot Replica. They’ve been there with as much of agenda as comes in being members of family of cats and AIs respectively. I have no doubts about it. )

11. Claire. Vishnu Ram. Vimal Rajendran. PC. Sudip C. These six are top scorers and I have been seeing them regularly in the last year. My relationship with both Vocabulary.com and Free Rice is a decade old. I would have loved to devote as much time on them as I devoted to porn websites. But I couldn’t. I thought I exhausted the database by mastering all words. I searched other sources but couldn’t find more. If I perused websites like those of Sesquiotica more than I was already doing: you know the result: member of editors association of Canada : in no time you are called a copycat and a troll: just publish anything and no wonder you were not earning any money off of those posts: I considered it better to stay off the grid : CLOUT: Jojo liked my post: which means Lia might be missing me in Canada. Her father might be well off now.

12. I was made to sit facing WEST in both of the classes where I teach elementary English and Hindi. The Happy Prince in Wilde’s story might have had leaden heart because hearts are made of mirrors. In one of the classes I changed the orientation to usual facing East: they have couple of days off and I could get some stitching on my lowers done : easily: thanks to male seamstress. Seamstress in stress. Stress is on seam. Index out of bounds. Unbound freedom.

13. A Tohu Verse:

Mitzhvah chochmah Sabbath bathos

Oscillation ionized zed eye

Onions getting costlier tingling

Lingastronomical calculus

Manticore temple pleonasm

Terpsichorean in Korea does chores

Resplendent ores resonant antennas

The ant sleeps only zero hours and…

The elephant faints for two…

Who is who…

I knoweth Not

You knoweth not…

She knoweth not.

We knoweth not!

Era? SURE!

Fore closure.

Enclosure.

Hachure. Gravure. Verdure.

Rank is fetid smells foul tidebit ghoul.

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Charvaka: Yavat Jeevet Sukham Jeevet!

1. Despite being tired I write this.

2. I write this only and only because it’s the purest and most authentic of my body of Gnosis. It’s what remains when everyone around has abandoned me. It has revived me: time and again. Ideas with a stamp of actual experience: free from indoctrination.

3. I borrowed another hundred rupees note from Vandana with a promise to return the money by the first of November when I receive payment from my patrons: four fifty rupees.

4. I also took an advance payment of two hundred rupees from the secretary: my other employer. She looks at it not like a loan because she gives it to many employees working under her. Here I have witnessed Mahajani forever and I could understand true import of Time only in the year 2020. The events worth all previous years combined together happened in this year. This isn’t to make me feel happy about how much my knowledge body or chitta or experience has increased : but to underline that despite UG and others: there’s some solid foundation on which various departments of knowledge or experience are based. This is the language of a believer who has the power to negate everything.

5. Bhagvata Purana as well as Hindu scriptures are nothing but formulae to protect mind. If I had a teacher like myself: I would have been given free access to library I visit now. Saatvat Tantra versus Shaiva Tantra are practical ways to survive in the world. People here could never accept me or my way of living: which is fine: everyday you see countless gutka shakers coloring walls: though they worship goddess of opulence who loves cleanliness.

6. Chanting one name gives one pointedness : but to be able to maintain the environment: where you practice: you need to espouse diversity. This needs stories and fables which are carved in the shape of environmental prototypes.

7. When the horse which is to be sacrificed in the Ashvamedh of Vedic bramhins listens its praises: in forms of various hymns: it thinks : they are for me. Then comes the invisible owner of the horse. It’s Arabic. Gulzar has summed it up in Lakdi ki Kathi…

8. The Hayagriva is appreciated as avatara in one canto of Bhagvata and criticized as the thief who stole Vedas from Bramha in another.

9. I was reading Jainism’s Philosophy: as far as ‘hope’ is considered: it’s the most optimistic of philosophies: it says : you are a soul which can attain perfect enlightenment. Samkhya and Yoga are similar with Jnana and Opulences being countless and ever incremental. Buddhism was one step ahead: it took a stop at enlightenment which was known as Arhat and told about dependent arising: denying soul as well as supersoul. Empty souls or elementals or tanha are Wandering Souls in purgatory or inbetween schemes in Buddhism and Christianity.

10. The book clearly tells: the Vedic bramhins didn’t have complete understanding of transmigration of soul until they borrowed it from Buddhism during Upanishads era. Hinduism being inclusive : included Buddha as an avatar of Vishnu and made it look like it was always so.

11. Ambrosia. Light. Rudra Granthi. Vishnu Granthi. Bramha Granthi. Vishwaroopam of Geeta: are all my first hand experiences supported by books. Logos or the word brought light and counting or Kabbalah taught me to survive.

12. World bank, USA, India : they are all in loan. Even the goddess of wealth might be in loan. I am free. I owe nothing to nobody. It’s a FACT to the best of my knowledge.

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Kapil: Siddheshwar!

1. The Happy Prince: I discussed the gist with my student who had received a birthday gift from Byju’s. A compass box. Oscar Wilde was the author academy awards were named after in my imagination when I merely came across his quotes and bio in my college days. I told her what the story meant for me:

2. It had reference to many gems: garnet, ruby, sapphire etc. The birds represent freedom of wings with vulnerability. The statue represents past glory. I narrated another event: the officer who worked in the post office had a house in my neighborhood. I visited him once while I was living in the Mahaveer Colony. He said something to disparage Gandhi by telling me that great people like Gandhi get stamps issued in their names. People either put their sputum or a stamping hammer on tickets. In other words: they’re not respected. The man died in a few days with a brain tumor. He was commenting on my headache. I would never understand what really transpired that night in November.

3. The girl right outside the Sulabh Complex which has a photo of Suresh Raina did the same thing I had done with my glasses the moment another bespectacled girl was jogging. I had heard John Lennon’s “imagine.” Aleph. Meme. Shin.

4. Memes develop into sins. The pleasure has a price. As long as you are meritorious: your sins remain invisible: as soon as you are out of power you need to undergo knee operation or you leave your body and move into another. I wonder where people go after leaving their bodies. The wonder happens about particular people: like Gandhi or Atal Bihari Vajpayee. I understand that theoretically it’s all well contained.

5. I was thinking about Kapil who is called Siddheshwara and founder of Samkhya system of Philosophy of ancient India. The previous few blog posts do bear his name. The news flashed in the noon: Kapil Dev Nikhanj, former captain of Indian cricket team and a military colonel has been admitted to the hospital after he complained about pain in chest. He was an all-rounder and played a memorable inning of 175 against Zimbabwe in the 1983 world cup. This is the kind of thing I have been observing in the whole last year of 2020. A kind of tryst with Death in some way or the other.

6. I might get my lowers stitched by tomorrow morning. The hammers haven’t let me relax here in noon. I need to borrow money to get shaved as trimmer isn’t working.

7. I wondered if all the talk about pure body of gnosis and bliss was just that: talk. Then there remains nothing worth pursuing: if there’s no eternal liberation and beauty: it’s as good as being dead. If you merely get one life: it’s better to die as soon as possible and if you are supposed to die repeatedly: it’s better to learn to defeat death.

8. I had a nice sandwich. The saatvat Tantra owes all to Narada: it’s Vaishnava version of Shaiva agamas. Abhinavagupta of Kashmir included bliss in the peace. S for Sapera. The nath sampradaya had Nisargadatt of Mumbai who told that bliss was more of nature of peace. We tend to strive for what’s considered standard: like a bowling action, a way of living or a way of talking etcetera. All religions and striving are make-believe.

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Hindi Alphabet!

1. I scored 12135 in vocabulary jams. It was only five marks gap between me and the top spot in the second.

2. The morning bowling session was pleasant. I bowled sixty times. It means ten overs. (Yesterday’s draft)

3. I again counted the vowels, consonants and total number of alphabets in the English and Hindi alphabets and showed it to my student:

4. In 2018 I knew that Chi is the twenty second letter of Greek alphabet.

5. The twenty third letter of Hindi alphabet, taken from Devnagari script, which was previously Bramhi script is a strange symbol. The pronunciation of all touch letters: has a triplet of extra symbols which represent four voids of Hindi alphabet: The first void:

6. Comes at end of the ta for takli(charkha) sequence’s end second at the ta for tamatar(🍅 tomato) sequence’s end: it’s similar to Da for Damroo but with a dot (.) Which is placed above half of its height. It’s inverted 🧲 with its sides facing upwards .

7. The fourth void comes at end of Cha Chha… sequence: it has a shape like a 🧲 hanging on a nail:

8. The (Aha!): which comes as the 13th vowel in some schemes or 14th in some others: represents divine beauty: throat Chakra. Chitta shakti as well as Sundaram aspect of Satyam Shivam Sundaram. Om. Ah. Hum.

9. Antastha letters group as per Bhagvatam: don’t have Gya for Gyani. Jnani is usual way to write them. In both cases it comes in touch(sparsh) group. Laharpure.

10. Ushma letters begin with Sh for Shalgam, Sa for Samarth, Sha for hexacomb (honeycomb): Ha for Hathi, Ksha for Kshatriya to Tra for Travancore.

11. Here you have the Tohu verse:

Hachure. Ha! Sure. Erasure.

Era sure Suresh reshma mash-up

Sparsh laharpure

Purevuueouvremnantennastylerdurdensmesnemesisalarmistylusulcustardentureeneerodomontadeodoranticleonasmaritanagermaneoterickshawkerchiefernostockademandingdonghongkongombroonoorunictussellatedramatistupendousundrydencumberancesspooloopholeslowlupinewoodentistylishiphoperandoughtyporousororitykenophobeliskyrocketingimcracknowledgedolittleylanductapelikenumeratedufferotictactoenailsnailsumptuousoliloquy

12. Either a total of 46 or 47 letters. English has 26 and Greek has twenty two. Numbers win. Sanskrit is richer than English or Greek. India, China and Japan have Delhi, Tokyo and Shanghai: not respectively: we win. Let Trump keep saying that we are responsible for polluting the Ozone layer. It doesn’t matter. He illuminati. He free masonry.

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146274

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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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.