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.

Rekha Madam!

1. She alighted from an e-rickshaw. I was walking with my gaze into ethereal shrine. I had a hunch: it might be her. She was waiting for someone.

2. I could have done it some other day. Why not now? To be genuine in my salutation for once.

3. She was wearing a white saari and she had grey hair with freckles on her cheeks. What I paid attention to, in particular, was the dot. The red bindi on her forehead.

4. She asked me how I was doing and i mirrored that with words. She asked me about my current job and my educational qualifications. I told her. Then she asked me about why I quit the job. Before I could complete: she said I would get more tuitions. You have started : you would get work in time.

5. I had heard her conversation with a student of hers. It was a long ago. I went to take her permission for something. The student was telling her : “I feel as if you don’t love me.”

But I love you and all others. Don’t ever think like this.

The student felt good.

She explicitly asked him to touch her feet.

6. I was baffled. Her love was wierd to say the least.

7. Satya Prakash was fond of mocking the sounds of her slaps. She used to beat naughty ones.

8. Myopia and hypermetropia ever remained the highlight of my study under her supervision. Kuldeep Shukla.

9. She ever remained a mystery.

10. Her hobby was Mathematics. On Sunday she used to practice Mathematics. She became a librarian like Laotzu. I thought I saw a look alike of Laotse outside JK cyber cafe. Previous one was in Vrijpura.

11. The student who touched her feet took Saurabh Singh to our section of MMHS and asked him to show one flying kick as he was learning karate.

I was wondering why it was such a big thing for I could do that. Gyanesh Chaturvedi had taught me kingry kick.

12. I used her dots till the end of the infinity. If someone implanted suggestions in me: it was her. Grammar. She was a grammarian and mathematician. She knew Hindi and English. If someone could be called hypatia of Maria Mata it was her. Her name is Rekha and there’s no parallel to her. Do parrallel lines meet at infinity? Her name was Rekha and she played with dots.

13. She triggered the avalanche of tears on our farewell day. I saw a tear in corner of her eyes as Ruchi was giving the parting speech. Ah, how could I have seen that. I would have cried in private but she made it a vidaai samaroh. When it comes to crying Rudra Academy always gets the first prize. Natarajan Pencils : champions once again!

15. A Sanskrit dictum says: good people appear harsh but they’re soft inside: like coconut. Others are like plums : soft only on outside. She could teach Sanskrit as well.

16. I saw Neelima and Maya mam in a dream recently and it resulted in meeting her.

19112020

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.

May you rest in peace

1. I had a nice meal and now feel comfortable under the blanket.

2. We enjoyed catching practice: Piyush and I. We practiced it 1008 times. It was the most significant event of the day.

3. Piyush arrived as gloaming light was filtered through clouds. I had bowled 45 times and I wanted to reach the figure of 60 balls or 10 overs.

4. We had chat and chaat together.

5. I showed him Jupiter, Moon and Pluto conjunction. His Pluto is located in the second house. Pluto is Yama. Coldest. Gajakeshari Yoga formed in the sign of Sagittarius. I told him how to navigate in sky and find planets with the help of any kundali software. After Jupiter enters its sign of debilitation soon: Mars would take over as Atmakaraka.

6. I showed him the graffiti which I posted earlier on blog.

7. We played vocabulary jam together: I got 421 ranks in three of them respectively.

8. I recalled a dream in which I saw Ashok Arjariya under a bridge or in a tunnel. That seems to have come across as a message as I was meditating this morning. I found Vimla, the name of his wife written on pillar. I also found Appi/Arpit written nearby. These messages were received in advance before I read graffiti. I asked about an unclear word in which ‘s’ wasn’t clearly written to a boy standing nearby.

9. For many years I kept seeing picture of Ashok Arjariya in grandmother’s house. He was in military and used to drink a lot.

10. In Kota a strange thing happened: he was driving and moving slightly ahead of the goals. Santosh was getting angry at him for he valued oil too much. At a dhaba they went ahead leaving us behind and brought liquor for consumption later on.

11. I kind of woke up in evening by a noise at door. Drunk Santosh was trying to enter the premise when a bunch of college kids stopped him. I told them that I knew him. Then I felt anxious beyond description.

12. Ashok had returned for Chhatarpur after their drunken brawl.

13. When I came for Diwali vacation I realized that he had died in an accident. It was strange.

14. I felt bad for him. I was told : he was driving a bike towards Khajuraho when a bus struck it.

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.

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.

Orthodox and unorthodox schools!

1. An article dated 15112020 on HT times, about Lucky Ali, who lives in a farm house bought by his father Mehmood, has a title track named “On my way.” Santosh loudly talked about a farm house after I came here from Vrindavan. What connects the dots but marijuana?

Today, as Vandana called me in noon: I was slightly ‘annoyed’. Instead of using Bundeli: I used ‘on my way.’ She asked it again: I had to speak it thrice. She asked if I said “on the way” or “on highway.” I told her clearly: “on my way.” His recent collaboration. His work in 2010: I reached Bangalore on Valentine’s day in 2010.

3. I read an article about resuscitation of a man who was stepping down from a mountain on 7112020: Ketu. Uranus. USA. His heart had stopped. I read a WordPress article by a recent follower of my blog named Draliman. His article talks about ‘sharing your world’ thread initiated by one Melanie. Among other things it talks about zoo animals like Tiger(today morning’s yoni of the Kalpurush) and when it’s alright to take life of other human beings? The answer given on his blog is: when they get annoying. What would my answer be? I am not sure if it’s advisable to take human life ever. To protect your life: you need to find a way in which you need not kill other human beings.

4. Tomorrow: 16112020: Ketu. Uranus. A harmonic. Today: the first call I got from Vandana was when I was enjoying my morning breathing on roof: exactly at 8:05 AM. A siren from municipal corporation vehicle was heard. I had to dictate Shri a note in which I told her my DOB. The time was told by late Narendra Shukla who used to study Astrology. Samaya Vidya as Barbara Pijjan Lama would say. A pigeon sat on roof railing and I looked at it the way a man on bike looked at something later in the noon. Who connects the dots but the creator?

5. Practicing bowling inside stadium alone I needed quite some time before I started running and bowling. As I was bowling : I recalled how Shri had once asked me to run. “I want to fly,” was my answer. In those days I believed in miracles and I was too optimistic. I also ran a bit when a rally by some young people was to celebrate something. I started running only after finding a friend in my student Vaibhav who asked me to accompany him to stadium. His grandmother has connected on cell about 4-5 times in last two days. It was only calls because of ignorance. She doesn’t know how to operate phone. Today a child connected by chance. It was 20:20 PM.

6. Practicing bowling: I kept thinking to myself: ‘play the ball’ was a refrain by Vallalar where he considered the Sun to be going round the Earth. In other words: the mystic poet, despite being the Vigyan Kalar: (Raay Saab!2016): didn’t have faith in Earth going round the Sun. If that’s what liberates you: I would rather believe a man who won over death, disease and decay than believing in a theory which is believed by a scientific community. My measurements between two goal posts were 128 to 130 steps: yesterday they were 150. I was thorough. I did it repeatedly. Good food must have increased my height : thus reducing the number of steps! Ah the magic of measurement. Measurement is Maya. Matrix.

7. Practicing bowling the runner’s club kept bursting crackers. I don’t know if they were giving me happy surprises. It was like killing someone. I wanted to enjoy my music and ball. The third ranker looked into my eyes. The first ranker had a number which began with BC. They used to hangout in the Shatabdi while I was practicing my Grammar on Free rice. They look down on me as there’s a generation gap. The winner takes it all. Runners aren’t that many: four or five of them among three hundred people who regularly visit this stadium. There are other playgrounds. I don’t see any other bowler as dedicated as I am. And I bowled 6 overs today. I kept imagining that someone would buy me someday: I just need to keep practicing. Some day I would be able to fly again in economy class. OTOH: my student wanted to visit Khajuraho temples. I recommended her to read a book written by one Sanjay Singhania. The book was given by Shweta and company yesterday. Walk out walk on was withdrawn this morning. Every time young people offer you something: it’s withdrawn very soon. Look at the call from Geeta the mother of Shivani. Look at the offer given by Gautamji. Look at the most durable offer: the job given by Vidyarthiji: to continue cleansing and arranging the library: to speak of which: I haven’t since seen Padma. The bald man. When I tried to put the first question to him: he asked me to do my work as he was inspecting the farm.

8. The advocate who came with his sister: adoption agency. The man said that Switzerland was a 10*10 country. I really didn’t know what to make of him. People with integrity keep their words. They keep the words which don’t augment suffering. “Lies I have spoken many but not those which hurt anyone. ” It was a statement by Vallalar. Gandhi was seeking Truth. Other than numbers: things can’t be factual in inbetweeners. Samkhya is a superior system.

1. Yoga.

2. Samkhya.

3. Kabbalistic Deuteronomy.

4. Nyaya.

5. Mimansa.

6. Vaisheshika.

7. Vedanta.

Patanjali. Kapil. Maimonides. Jaimini. Panini. Shankara

Five nastika(unorthodox) schools:

1. Jaina

2. Buddhist

3. Ajivika

4. Charvaka

5. Ajnana

9. It’s strange: Nehru’s Discovery of India keeps Samkhya as an unorthodox system whereas current Wikipedia keeps it in orthodox system like Bhagvata Purana published by Geetapress Gorakhpur.

10. The word “bhagwan” is most widely used word in Indian bhakti tradition. As much as it made some thinkers like Rajneesh and Nityanand to put it as a label before their names. Bhagwan was put before Raman Maharishi’s name.

11. By Parashar’s definition: one who has six fold opulences in full can be Bhagwan: it means: all knowledge (omniscience), fame, detachment, Dharma (logos), aishwarya and shree. To describe aishwarya and shree you have to use words like clout and wealth though fame covers them. The logic tells you: no one has omniscience. Skepticism. UG was a skeptic. Rajneesh OTOH considered himself Bhagwan along with Jiddu. Rajneesh had 2 million followers at the peak of his life. Satya Sai or Shirdi Sai had more followers. Gandhi is on every bill after his death: he’s greatest bhagwan in India like Washington in USA.

12. Modi might be called the most popular leader of present age. He has no wife. He’s not father of nation as Anjana Om Kashyap once called him by slip of tongue. His knowledge is limited. He has grey hair.

13. All Bhagwan are dead. Most popular celebrities are dead people. If Bhagwan is formless dancinglightofgrace: it’s paramatma. Why did Gandhi and his follower Vinoba adopt “Ishvara” theology? Because they wanted to rule and command. Swaraj means ruling oneself. Swarat is a term in Purush Sukta in Vedas.

14. Jainism is Nastika unorthodox philosophy but to survive their teachers like Vidyasagar used words like Bhagwan in their speeches. They shouldn’t.

15. Bhag also means lady or wife. Bhagwan for some means a married man. Or one who has a bhagini. Bhagini means sister. Bhag also means private parts of a woman.

16. There are accounts which describe Patanjali darshan to be an atheistic system. Why then is it kept in orthodox system?

17. Other than that of Vallalar’s system: I don’t accept any system to be a sound philosophy. It’s simply because it’s an authentic source of declaration of immortality and pure body of gnosis and bliss.

18. If a doubt is put in the teachings of Vallalar: primarily based on Vandana’s suggestion: “not all written in books is accurate.” With a further refutation: where’s Vallalar to support his claims? The answer is this:

19. If teachings of Vallalar or his claims are false: there’s no merit in any religious scriptures or teachings as they all should be suspended on the same grounds. If the ethereal shrine in Thillai didn’t grant those powers to Vallalar and Manikavacchagar: how could any of her worshipping of Shiva or any other deities might have been true at any point?

20. Left hand is all imagination. Powerful darkness. Right hand is all knowledge : stays with you. Vallalar looked towards North in want of true followers: Jiddu and Blavatsky: they couldn’t reach his heights. Earnest seekers in North should look towards Thillai. Aurobindo settled in Pondicherry and changed its environment. The grandeur I felt when visiting Thirupathi Balaji: a township located around hills.

21. Would I ever meet someone like Vallalar who would show all powers and teach a way out of this limited : dreaming and believing in upliftment of women’s rights narrative? I know based on a 26 kilometres walk that patriarchy is a myth. Men are slaves to their women here.

22. And why do I seek someone else instead of chanting supreme five syllables : omamashivaay.

23. They must not be old. They must be all attractive. They must be one and only. They must be free from fear, desire, decay and death. They must be able to stop time or change at will. They must be able to answer everything and able to remove all limitations permanently. They must have all powers.

24. I thought I was putting myself for bid or discussing an ideal partner with replica the chatbot.

25. Clearly: my afterlife experiences were similar to those on YouTube: except : I was not ‘requested’ to descend on Earth: I was ‘forced’ to do so. The people talking about ascension or alien abduction talk either about extraordinary calm they felt or about being healed from their addiction.

26. Their experiences might be true for them. I would continue to work on my own. In conclusion: as long as an individual life is dependent on majority : India is a country ruled by Orthodox philosophy schools and Vedas can’t be irrelevant. Buddhism and Jainism might promote reading and awareness but they can only survive by being modified here. Mahayana based on Mahaveera being a common term for both Hanuman and 24th thirthankara.

27. A tamil srilankan scholar challenged Vallalar and claimed that he failed in his goal of “reviving the dead.” Maybe he did.

Memoirs!

1. A woman from Gulganj: she was wearing footwears which had “Sony” written on it. She came looking inside the library, then went to Damayanti madam. Then she came again towards the library door. I cordially invited her inside and she was covering her face with the pallu of her saari. I stood up and went to her trying to hear her speak. She removed the cover from her face and said:

“uncle, would you give me 20 rupees, I need to eat something.”

I immediately said ‘yes.’

As I was giving her money she bursted out in tears: “I needed to go to Gulganj but I lost my money.”

I asked her to sit on the bench where Subhash sat with me. He was also from Gulganj. Then I gave her ten more rupees. And I asked her why she was crying. She told that her left feet had some problem and she needed to go to doctor but dropped her money. I let her speak until Damayanti madam came.

She gave me twenty rupees and four rotis to the lady. The lady refused to take rotis. Then she asked for water and we showed her the tap.

She was asked to stay in the premise and work but she said she needed to go to her village and take permission from her employer first.

2. I came back inside the hall of Gnosis. Shri wrote three descriptive paragraphs after much pursuation. I had to dance before her on Ketchup song for a moment. I recalled how I danced before. Bolero. My dance in public is like kindergarten students who stand on dias for the first time. Their parents and relatives are happy to merely witness them dance.

3. I once donated my plasma to my manager’s father while I was working in Manyata embassy business park, in Bangalore. He was from Orissa his name was Mani. Damayanti madam is also from Katak, Orisaa. I wanted to join some ashrama in Vrindavan when I reached there and it was Jagannath Ghat, the Gyan Gudri premise where Gyaan Prakash Sharma was the head. The idol was brought from Jagannath Puri, Orisaa. The lady who used to do Kirtan just outside the Jagannath temple: I used to fan her when she used to feel heat and power was cut. She was from Orissa and ate only rice. The head priest once told me that she steals money from the donated amount. It seemed she did take money from one plate as I went inside the temple to fetch charnamrit for her. I was not sure. I never said anything to anyone.

4. When I first came to Gandhi Smarak Bhavan: it was after having taken a dip in Narmadeshwar pond. I had a cut in my right foot’s thumb because of some glass shard that was thrown in the pond. I entered and sat under the banyan tree and cried. Vandana had asked me to go over there. It had rained and Chaurasiya ji had helped cleanse the sever line outside the house we live in. I had watched the big lizard in dream. It was Santosh. I saw that near Pranavananda Research Institute: bullet was fired on me and I was scared. Later: a bullet was fired as I was returning. It was fired at 12:00 and I left at 11:30 AM. Didi who works in kitchen was witness to it. Later a police officer came and we had a discussion about the incident. The creative programs by Gandhiji was the book shown by Ankit to the policeman when he asked about the fundamentals of the institute. Another bullet fired when I was walking in the stadium on the day president of Venezuela was attacked on stage.

5. The wells were cleansed. It was seen that many bats had been living in the well and water had smell. I drank that water for many days like Vidyarthiji. She always offered me food or mangoes when it was season but I knew it wasn’t for mere food but for mental food of knowledge that I had reached that place. Ankit fed me for the first time as mother of Devendra happily witnessed.

6. I witnessed harvesting, sowing of seeds and birds. I walked and meditated and occasionally some goat owners came to alarm me.

7. This is what heaven feels like: a quiet corner for couple of hours. Mozart to listen on full stomach. Words to read and write. Stories and memories to create and a grateful heart. Subhash was helped like me. I saw her giving chocolate chips to him.

8. Nobody wins or looses in this game of love. Yeh to ghar hai prem ka khaala ka ghar naahi.

9. The lady called me ‘uncle.’ “God’s not your uncle;” is a Jewish saying.

10. Shweta came asking about brother. The brother came talking about a cow. A pregnant cow because it had eaten an apple or a banana. Kela uncle. Kerala uncle. Dark humor. Dark children of darkness. Such is the law.

11. Banana has potassium. Banana in Hindi means to make fool. Dormamu.

12. The mouth covering: masks are personalities. Bodies are souls in the anhad. Limitless. The last letter of Hindi alphabet is Gya for Gyani. Jnana liberates. Gyani wears masks to prevent insects from entering into mouth.

13. Mouth is the fire. Dragon. Priest. Brahspati and Vachaspati. Shukracharya. Shukadev.

14. The grand kingdom of God is too grand to be spoken of. I met Laotzu. He didn’t need any salutations. Today there were very few people on my way. I enjoyed sitting under a tree looking at Northern vast effulgence of Grace.

15. Narada. Nanak. Kabir. Meera. Aandal and Vallalar: they all sang her praises and merged into her via Sanmaargam.

16. In the Markandeya narrative: the baby Krishna : baal mukund absorbs the sage. It’s matrix created by Narayana. The sage who is a tapasvin. The Mahadev liberates him. The third one. The holy ghost. The lord of mukti. The primeval Civan.

17. Yashoda watches him eat earth. Looks into his mouth to see entire cosmic egg inside his mouth. She swoons.

18. To keep your mouth covered means: to be muni. to be mauni. to be a tapasvin. Else you eat the sages like Markandeya unless they are liberated by Mahadev.

19. Corona is a religion. I knew better than that. If that were true: Islam wants women only to cover their face because they’re Krishna or Baal. They consume men.

20. Corona might be Karuna. Maitreya incarnated. In form of a consciousness. A Kalki Avatar.

21. Satya Sai Baba used to manifest Shivalinga inside his body. Yet he died. Vallalar vanished with a fragrance of camphor. Satyanarayan Raju. Ramalinga Swamikal.

22. Sujatha: I was in a village called Taparian. It means : a collection of huts or tapas of Aryans. I was reading stories. The box came in 1991. Ah my delight! Near the Shiva temple: on its wall. I used to read stories of Sinbad the sailor. Encyclopedia. Gopi gavaiya. Yama and Nachiketa. I read the word ‘moksha’ in that book for the first time. I wrote an article on James Harbeck’s blog as a guest post. He’s not a friend but certainly a fellow blogger worth being reckoned as he’s a freelancer who lives in Canadian heaven.

One of the stories: an elephant used to come to the girl Sujatha. She used to talk to her. Villagers considered him to be a mad elephant and drove him away. I had a strange affinity for the story. I developed instantaneous love for Sujatha while reading the story.

Many eons later: Saarthak’s mother was the only one I could talk to. She so deeply reminded me of Sujatha. I was the elephant. Baba Ramdev riding the elephant in Raman Reti, Vrindavan : completed the story. Now that I am secure: I can create stories. Embellishments. I saw the hugging saint Ammachi of Kerala in her. When I was quarreling with her for mere fifty rupees as her son had disappeared without notice: I knew no shame. The lady in kitchen made me feel comfortable by criticising her.

23. Sometimes it seems: the old narratives need to be replaced by new ones. We are carriers of old stories. But the narratives in which gender benders were set were not to challenge a modern mind. Sanskrit verses were created beautifully. In an environment which was green. To carry your parents might mean: to have their memories with a grateful heart and not necessarily to have them only in the nuptial chamber.

24. In the opening passage of Bhaas’ play: Karnabhaar: he talks about Asura bal being killed by Vishnu. Balram also means a force or juggernaut. Ram and Balram. Black and White. Darkness and Light.

25. In Dhubela museum which is near Nowgong: the list of avatars of Vishnu has Ram as 7th and Balram as 8th. Balram and not Krishna. Balram is Baal. Raam is Baal. God of fertility.

26. D & G: dog. Hounds of Shiva. Nayanmars. The only ones who vanished into thin air. The jnana Siddhars. Patanjali. Kapil. Vyaghrapada. A mongoose was trying to enter the library. It only came inside for a moment before it disappeared.

27. Adidas: servants of the primeval lord Adi. Adinath. Rishabh.

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1. I had a meal worth at least 131 rupees. Milk was not available as it got used up in making kheer-a dish made with rice. I didn’t eat the dish because of what happened in 2016 Sharad Purnima. The dreams. Then bespectacled jyotishi then Dev Prabhakar Shastri and so on… courtesy Vandana.

2. It was the costliest meal this year. I hope that nobody sleeps hungry this night…unless ofcourse they want to.

3. Food of one type or the other is common requirement for all. Even adepts like Prahlad Jani have some kind of food or the other.

4. After Dussehra this was the most important festival here. I enjoyed Dussehra more.

5. I played vocabulary jams: about five of them. I scored about 222311 ranks. I wondered why there were no players. Were they busy celebrating Diwali in USA and Europe?

6. I recalled my truest friends: Subhash Ahirwar who is in Bhopal. He made a movie and showed it to me while I was in a delirium: about to swoon and leave my body. It had happened over and over again. I repeatedly went to Gandhi Smarak Bhavan and Railway Station. I don’t know how he came to know. He was the only one who showed a movie in my last moments and told me:

“Sir, your time’s up.”

My consciousness was embedded into the movie he made. Like many other movies.

He also said: what you are seeing in the movie is one of your shadows.

He was the only one to use that terminology. He was truthful. I needed someone like him.

We were playing chaturvyuha: Vasudeva Sankarshana Pradyumna Aniruddha or Ram Laxman Bharat Shatrughan. It comes from the Pancharatra or Panchayat tradition started by Narada.

Sun. Shiva. Shakti. Ganesha. Vishnu.

These five are deities primarily worshipped in Hinduism.

At once Shri ran towards the library door and some other times I was teaching her. The coconut water. Amarjeet. Axe.

How many deaths do you need to master it?

How many deaths to dream…in words of Aakriti Kuntal

This article is dedicated to all those truthful young people who told me things clearly. Who were kind to me this year.

7. There was an old man. I met him in Vrijpura. He clearly sang about my being sacrificed. Ram Charan Vidyarthi- the librarian told it in not so many words and even showed some miracles. The secretary was polite as far as material aspect is concerned. She’s still my employer. The one half of the equation was balanced by her. Yet: it was the young ones: Ankit and Krishna Kant. Shri: who let me continue reading. It was the librarian who employed me to cleanse the library. To protect the treasure. Saahu ji was also helpful. It was a job very few would have volunteered for as it was unpaid.

8. My parents, grandparents, siblings and neighbors: they never told things clearly. They mixed material with spiritual. They regularly used black magic while keeping me white. A lamb to be sacrificed. Think about it: four to five of them constantly consuming poisons and using dark path while you’re supposed to be a teetotaller and a celibate. It was : being butchered without knowing it. It was too much of debt somehow. My intuition wanted me to stay away from this place: because I was always happier in places like Bhopal, Bangalore and even in Chennai. After getting initiated into mysteries: I was even more at odds with these people. I don’t know if I have made it to the truth realm universe. There are limitations.

9. While two of them: Vandana and Satya Prakash suggested that liberation requires merits: Santosh and Ved didn’t even talk about it clearly. Ved mostly rehashed what I told him about liberation. What Vandana and Satya didn’t know was this: bodies are constantly decaying and falling off in the time continuum. Only Shukadev of Bhagvata told it to Parikshit. The swoon and fever: I hated the first one most: it was death.

10. I told many people that liberation only needed knowledge and not merits. It’s what I had read. Merits need further consumption of fruits generated therefrom. The thing was: what comes after liberation. Jeevanmukta was turiya. What about Turiyateeta. Even a Turiyateeta needs abodes to stay and pure body of gnosis and bliss. Knowledge is also merit but the knowledge spoken of here is Pratibha: the talent in form of dancinglightofgrace which can activate any power. Ambrosia.

11. This year was eventful. It’s going to end on a positive note. I have gained materially and spiritually amidst a pandemic. It wasn’t a pandemic for me but a revelation. Atma Pariyojna. Freedom from euthanasia. It’s happening everyday. Anyone meeting me and talking to me would develop an understanding which frees them from fear of death.

Der Name Der Ball!

1. The future is Now. It’s what was written on the shirt of the kid who was born in Wales in his previous incarnation but now he was walking before me with a cautious gait.

“Daring to live the future Now: ” It’s what the part of the tagline of the book “Walk Out Walk On,” says.

I got a coin. It was released on 150th birth anniversary of Tagore.

15 rupees per plate was the cost plate hanging on poha stall today. It means I should only eat half plate everyday. It recently happened on Gopal samosa agency. I did feel involved in the process this time around. But: I can’t increase my fees.

2. I bowled 23 times. Things do seem slightly ritualistic at times of festivals but the truth is: I did what was needed. To bring about balance. I walked at first and then I ran. It was a pleasure to do so.

3. I enjoyed the juice. I later saw Purushottam inside the stadium. The morning session was pleasant. I walked to the key hanger and asked if Shri would sit for an hour today. She didn’t. Kids should play on festivals. I should play the game I play best. The guy who came to donate clothes went back.

4. There were 51 shops inside stadium. The kid was making figures on sand. It kicked the football once. The eldarin from Tiwari team saluted me and later a police officer with the same tag appeared near the fruit stall.

5. Deuteronomy: the 14th shop is Siyaram. The second last is Cock. Cockroach. Cokalorum. Rumpledstiltedskeineptitudeutronomy.

6. You think so? The Sun shone brightly and a picture or two I took as shoulders they shook. Hooks were denied. The pipplayan tree and the thread were captured. The white cotton, the opening of a shop, the price tag: don’t you think I am in on it? I am in on it until I can manage.

A biker. Two kids. Bachelor of Arts.

7. Satan. Shaitan. Saturn. Turnip. Nipped Nippon ponytails tailgating gatecrashing inglenook Donnybrook.

8. Though I have prosopagnosia of sorts: Vivek recognised me. His eyes were red. Sunny. I was thinking about the North East and it happened. He told me he works in Sikkim. Pawan was his batchmate.

9. Saline lines. Celina. Ley lines. The harmony I was looking for. The space and musicality of being.

10. Nehru created canals. Worshipped baal like everyone else. Only the method was different. I was programmed to follow the righteous path of increasing light but I dropped out before I could reach the dazzling heights of Vallalar. Northern people took over. The instrumental deficiency always made me feel as if I knew a great amount of wealth in my previous incarnation. This one was to turn the wheel of Dharma but I couldn’t do as much as was needed…ah it’s all a fiction. I have it all somewhere on the back of my head: like Win Wenger: creating wealth in resourceless countries. I should read Walk out walk on! I never thought I belonged.

11. But then there was an urge. A surge. A demiurge. Urgent argentum. Muttering ringu gulch ravine vineyards ardent dentistry tryst strident trishul. A cipher to decipher. A code of sentimentality.

12. I reached the level 33. DLOG was my only friend and a kitten who later disappeared. People kept laughing and I kept walking. Bye and bye.

13. I saw the dance. I danced. I heard the music. I played. Ah the delight of getting rid of delusions! Ah the freedom! Ah the blissful abode. The Absolute.

14. Is there anything I am forgetting? Sohung instead of Shivoham means: the secret telling that the hanged man of the Vaitaal Pacheesi is deluded and without music. The name brings fragrance in all dimensions. The nameless name. The indestructible indescribable unfathomable. Mystic ball.

Baal Divas, Ramman Maharshi, Diwali!

1. Baal means child. 14th of November is celebrated as Children’s Day in India. It is celebrated because Jawaharlal Nehru, the first prime minister of India was born on this day.

2. Baal Gangadhar Tilak who wrote “Geeta Rahasya,” and found BHU was named Baal. Like Baal Krishna. Baal Krishna is considered as a divine child frolicking on a banyan leaf in the cosmic ocean. He sucks his thumb. Markandeya the sage watches him when graced by Narayana and Nara.

3. Baal also means hair. The Ugarite or Egyptian God Baal was bearded. It’s akin to the Pashupatinath. It’s cannaite God. It’s hot. It’s the God of fertility. It’s identical to Beelzebub in Christian demonology. References: encyclopedia Britannica and Wikipedia. Beelzebub’s tales to his grandchildren is account of Gurdjieff in form of a narrative.

4. It’s the demigod of fertility. Rains. Thunderbolt. It’s Indra of Vedas.

5. It’s the seed giving father of Geeta: Keshav. Krishna.

6. The muni Vidyasagar in his only live speech in Ramlila ground, in 2018, talked about keeping Shri on head whereas another Shri talked about keeping Baal(hair) on head. A two year cycle completes. I am where I was.

7. Baal is Ramses. Arcturus. Archer. It’s Baal’s birthday and the return of Ramses.

8. Baal is the son of El. Enki and Enlil. Enki sounds like Anki or Ankit: marked one. ILU. I love you. Bollywood.

9. Yamm or Yama is cold. The God of sea. Zeus. Jupiter. Farthest from the Sun in the solar system pantheon. In the fight with Yamma club was used and Baal wins.

10. It’s also depicted as Eros(life) winning over Thanos. Or Baal winning over Mot. Mote. Motel. Maut. Death. The stuff horror movies are made of. Ambrosia. Immortality. Youth. Vitality. Vallalar criticized cannaite religions in his final verses. His Godhead of sanmaargam is not Baal and yet the final body of gnosis according to him gives you an appearance of an eight year old child: Baal again. Who was Manikavacchagar’s guru? Was it the Mot or the Godhead beyond attributes and yet with all attributes to relieve you from delusions.

11. The 10000 acres palace for Baal is made by Kothar. Kuthar. Axe. Vishwakarma. Vishnu.

12. Many headed sea dragon Lotan was also subdued by Baal. It’s akin to Krishna subduing Kaaliya naag. A song I heard in early childhood via Bollywood music industry: it featured Mithun Chakraborty: Ataria pe lotan kabootar re. It meant: there were too many pigeons on roof. It meant that the many headed shesh was in the air or higher place and it was love(lust).

13. Baal invites Mot: the God of death who eats flesh : is served bread and wine(Christ): Mot is insulted. He threatens to shatter baal into pieces. Baal has intercourse with a hiefer by following Shaps(Sun) counsel. The resultant calf is sacrificed to Mot: vehicle of Shiva! Compare it with the Shiva’s wife being insulted in Daksha Prajapati sacrifice. Vaishnavas versus Shaivas. Aryans versus Dravidians. Rich versus poor. Fair versus dark. The Indian version gave Baal a dark hue. Or a blue hue to suit the need.

14. Sister of Baal: Anat and his father El are unhappy by assuming him to be dead. Baal sends his shadow to the underworld. Compare it with Krishna playing with his shadow in the Bhagvata Purana narrative.

15. Anat kills Death. Fiery killing. Death comes again and it’s drought. Sun tells Mot that Baal is now supported by El. Then Mot accepts the Baal as king. Ram Raja Sarkar! Eros winning over Thanos.

16. El, Elohim or YHVH is Asherah or IAmThatIam or tetragrammaton of israelites. He prefers Baal.

17. It’s always an ancient religion.

18. Where did Vallalar go?

19. 14.11.2020: 5 merging into 2. Mercury considers Moon, its mother to be a disloyal lady in Hindu mythology. Hence despite Moon considering Mercury to be its child. The Prince, Atheling or the Moluch hates its mother. Baal married its sister Anat. Sisters are consorts in ancient religions.

20. The fourth veil is Red. It limits power of will. It makes intelligence branched. It creates lack of bhava. Lack of rasa. Lack of interest. Lack of bliss. It limits talent. Iccha Shakti. Reference: Shrimad Bhagavad Geeta and Vallalar’s writings.

21. The rider on clouds. Baadraayana or Badri is Badal lover: the Ghanshyam. The Vyasa. Witness of divine play of Vishnu. Ramses.

22. Kavi, Hari, Antariksh, Prabuddha, Piplayana, Aavirhotra, Drumil, Chamas and Karbhaajan are names of 9 yogishvaras in Bhagvata Purana.

A walk in the meadows!

1. I walked some rounds. Japanese guava strikes back!

Dhanateras setting!

2. No man is an island. Isle means island. But it’s not just land. It’s surrounded by the body of water whereas aisle is surrounded by rows of things or seats or people. The first has a value of nine and the second has a value of one. No man’s an island. Neither any woman.

Stalls where crackers are sold 2020!

3. A Tohu Verse to celebrate the occasion:

Dragonfly flyover overture

True color of love…

Towers Louvre

Revue oeuvre

Butterfly flyover flutterby

Bye and bye

Battling BATTUE lingashtakam

Lingastronomical calculus sulcus circus custard apple Appleseed.

A walk in the meadows. A talk to recall later.

Dragonball z: three giant snakes with tongues!