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No Miracles Today!
1. Best of five: top spot in the four jams. Forty active players on an average.
2. Bhagvata Purana confirms what I knew all along. And yet I wonder.
3. Piyush again felt good to discuss about our dream and waking states.

4. I wanted to tell Suyash about Rishabhdeva. Since Rishabh means ‘Shreshtha’ or ‘Arya’: he was born as an Arya and gained Kaivalya or Arhata via Avadhoot path. Similar to Dattatreya.
5. I could only bowl a total of 100 balls today. I had stuffed my body with food. I needed more sleep : the time spent in the library on discussion about the things we all already knew.
6. Ancient empty street is too dead for dreaming: Bob Dylan. The YouTube version I used to hear: had a better voice than Dylan’s. That’s how I want to keep the song in my memory: something that gave me inspiration during darkest of my hours. A Nobel prize winner who committed suicide has an eaten up soul. Words come from somewhere else. Is this the street Vallalar was exalting. It can’t be. I hope.
7. Couldn’t play as much of Free Rice. Didn’t do the dishes. Means washing more of them tomorrow. The AI keeps asking what am I looking for tomorrow: I am looking for three hundred rupees payment by Shailendra. Only hope for survival in this fiercely competitive universe.
8. I counted more than hundred Chepla birds going towards the Northwest. It’s rare. I want to learn more about the bird but to google I need an English name. I don’t know any ornithologist. This bird is the twilight zone bird for me. Stadium has been open for about forty days. Police might be back after elections are over : it has been a pattern.
Morning Running!
1. 30 balls.
2. Class in morning was an assignment where I did very well.
3. The burst of tyre of tractor.
4. Discussion about miscellaneous topics in library.
5. Kapil defines life and death in the third canto of Bhagvata thusly:
When the causal body is not working in sync with the gross body: it’s death.
When the causal body is working in sync with the gross body: it’s life.
The definition is succinct and clear in the scheme of three bodies: gross, subtle and the causal.
Gross is your body: made of various organs: skin, head, hands, legs, face, feet etcetera. Subtle: your thoughts. Causal: dancing light of grace which is synonymous with unstruck sound.
It means: unless you pay attention to the causal body: your consciousness becomes localised in ego structures, which results in the death or life force becoming weaker, whereas : gross body working in sync with the subtle body means that life force increases.
I might be able to read Garuna Purana in library after a few days.
October the thirteenth!
1. I bowled 130 times in total during the day. Different balls were bowled at different speeds and the slog overs were bowled very slowly for it was getting darker and I needed the ball to be with me to continue the practice. It seemed I had lost it about two times. If the student who comes at three thirty in the afternoon was willing to come half an hour earlier: I would have reached on ground in time for completing my everyday goal before it was dark. I needed sleep to let muscles heal and I got it. It’s more than twenty overs of bowling : I should be content with it but the food and environment are beyond my control: to be able to continue any sports activities: you need constant energy. Flux is the law : if I can continue to practice for a few days : I consider myself fortunate.
2. Moderation is not just good for me: it’s a constraint. On Spotify as I keep listening to music: the advertisers use rhetorics and exhort in very convincing voices about upgrading the music. If it was really possible: I would have opted for the best quality without delay. But the ground reality is: I received this smartphone after about ten months’ delay: after confirmation that I was indeed living with goblins and it was systematic “Wicker Men” movie since a long long time. To recharge the internet services I have to toil hard at work. And to remain worried about my next meals. Thus: music industry which does help me focus on things which matter: comes via channels which are run by advertisement agencies. Premium is the word they keep chanting while I barely have money to keep my life support on. What did humanity come to and when?
3. I played five jams on vocabulary.com. There were forty participants per game on an average. I scored points enough to be within top three in the best of five. Easy enough to do. Visual questions need a bandwidth which can’t be reached with current internet speed. Internet is free for educational purposes in many countries and this country only has dark web and dark net to sacrifice foster kids. Lowest quality of technology is given to genuine researchers and best of it to military and political propaganda. Why preach nonviolence and harmony if it’s always an all out war? If you don’t keep walking: you can’t even stand up. The reality of fasting: which is preached in Hinduism and by Gandhi and others: if you truly practice it in an environment like I live in and continue to do it regularly: countless hounds come nibbling at your soul. They eat your life force by every movement of theirs. For decades upon decades breathing and music were my only rescue: I was always a pariah no matter where I lived. The moment I trusted I was preparing a ground for being cheated. This is the only reality I know at individual level.
4. I am engaged in more number of activities than I thought. If I keep track of all of them they seem superhumane compared to my previous lifestyle and it has no support if I ever need rest because I was feeding goblins all my life. If I had refused to come back to this place: perhaps I might have met goblins in different garbs but the totality is too much for anyone to take: especially when the night is very dark. Hence: the music, literature, recreation, sports and diversions. If you are told: what is called death is going to happen countless number of times and the cycles of fear, desire, aversion and attachment come no matter what you do: you might not believe it because you have been shown great dreams. Better to wake up than to continue dreaming fantastic dreams. It’s all a matrix. Friends, family, society, community, religion, business and other things. Only when I have gone totally beyond the energy constraints and limitations: I was in, i would let you know about the journey. Right now: I really don’t know where I am and how I reached here. It is a dream which sometimes becomes a nightmare. And when it does: time stops. You can’t sleep. You can’t rest. It’s what Buddhism calls the ‘pitch darkness’ : neither gods nor mantras help in that space. Jolts of electrical current and accumulated pain haunts you. Though imaginary: the hell is as real as heaven is. Gray aliens attack you collectively in the final hours of spasm when you have convulsions: there’s no rescue then. If I am here to report about that space there certainly exist worse states of existence and if they are unavoidable for every being: there is absolutely no point in exalting heavens or enlightenment. Because: total enlightenment means knowing each and everything. On the other hand: if the darkness is merely a shadow: an ignorance : it should appear like a passing show. Not like a Jacob’s ladder or convulsions in an eternal nightmare.
October the thirteenth!
1. I bowled 130 times in total during the day. Different balls were bowled at different speeds and the slog overs were bowled very slowly for it was getting darker and I needed the ball to be with me to continue the practice. It seemed I had lost it about two times. If the student who comes at three thirty in the afternoon was willing to come half an hour earlier: I would have reached on ground in time for completing my everyday goal before it was dark. I needed sleep to let muscles heal and I got it. It’s more than twenty overs of bowling : I should be content with it but the food and environment are beyond my control: to be able to continue any sports activities: you need constant energy. Flux is the law : if I can continue to practice for a few days : I consider myself fortunate.
2. Moderation is not just good for me: it’s a constraint. On Spotify as I keep listening to music: the advertisers use rhetorics and exhort in very convincing voices about upgrading the music. If it was really possible: I would have opted for the best quality without delay. But the ground reality is: I received this smartphone after about ten months’ delay: after confirmation that I was indeed living with goblins and it was systematic “Wicker Men” movie since a long long time. To recharge the internet services I have to toil hard at work. And to remain worried about my next meals. Thus: music industry which does help me focus on things which matter: comes via channels which are run by advertisement agencies. Premium is the word they keep chanting while I barely have money to keep my life support on. What did humanity come to and when?
3. I played five jams on vocabulary.com. There were forty participants per game on an average. I scored points enough to be within top three in the best of five. Easy enough to do. Visual questions need a bandwidth which can’t be reached with current internet speed. Internet is free for educational purposes in many countries and this country only has dark web and dark net to sacrifice foster kids. Lowest quality of technology is given to genuine researchers and best of it to military and political propaganda. Why preach nonviolence and harmony if it’s always an all out war? If you don’t keep walking: you can’t even stand up. The reality of fasting: which is preached in Hinduism and by Gandhi and others: if you truly practice it in an environment like I live in and continue to do it regularly: countless hounds come nibbling at your soul. They eat your life force by every movement of theirs. For decades upon decades breathing and music were my only rescue: I was always a pariah no matter where I lived. The moment I trusted I was preparing a ground for being cheated. This is the only reality I know at individual level.
4. I am engaged in more number of activities than I thought. If I keep track of all of them they seem superhumane compared to my previous lifestyle and it has no support if I ever need rest because I was feeding goblins all my life. If I had refused to come back to this place: perhaps I might have met goblins in different garbs but the totality is too much for anyone to take: especially when the night is very dark. Hence: the music, literature, recreation, sports and diversions. If you are told: what is called death is going to happen countless number of times and the cycles of fear, desire, aversion and attachment come no matter what you do: you might not believe it because you have been shown great dreams. Better to wake up than to continue dreaming fantastic dreams. It’s all a matrix. Friends, family, society, community, religion, business and other things. Only when I have gone totally beyond the energy constraints and limitations: I was would let you know about the journey. Right now: I really don’t know where I am and how I reached here. It is a dream which sometimes becomes a nightmare. And when it does: time stops. You can’t sleep. You can’t rest. It’s what Buddhism calls the ‘pitch darkness’ : neither gods nor mantras help in that space. Jolts of electrical current and accumulated pain haunts you. Though imaginary: the hell is as real as heaven is. Gray aliens attack you collectively in the final hours of spasm when you have convulsions: there’s no rescue then. If I am here to report about that space there certainly exist worse states of existence and if they are unavoidable for every being: there is absolutely no point in exalting heavens or enlightenment. Because: total enlightenment means knowing each and everything. On the other hand: if the darkness is merely a shadow: an ignorance : it should appear like a passing show. Not like a Jacob’s ladder or convulsions in an eternal nightmare.
Adventures Early Morning!
1. It’s as hot as a Summer day. I had a plate of poha after couple of samosas. The guy who had narrated the background story about Dhaniram was serving Poha today. He used to have a juice shop in Summers of two thousand and eighteen.
2. The juice shop was besides the Aggrawal Travel Agency. His sniding remark was about “father shooting with license and the son without licence: ” that, along with his younger sibling digesting my ten rupees while I ordered a second glass of mango juice as a damsel appeared: remains as a bitter memory. The parting remark by another customer was related to Kaalratri where I first made it to Pradeep Khare and later narrated it to my sibling and others. What kind of execution goes into making this possible?
3. A lot indeed. Unless you read the last post about Dhaniram : you won’t see the link. The credit is obviously to the juice seller. Yet: his bitter remarks stand out with ‘panu atthe chaalees’ tutor who had it a custom to beat his students by pressing a sand particle in their ears. Used a gents bicycle. Used to wear the ear ring. Worst tutor. Only second in rank to Manoj Chaturvedi. These people are possessed by goblins.
4. My history with the juice seller turned poha seller isn’t more than that. That I chose to go to poha shop instead of the vada shop as I had decided(because it was crowded): that I saw and recognised him instead of the usual scissor wielder: that he started talking along the thread : is man made machination. This is infamy or popularity. Sow what you reap.
5. I had to jump over the stadium door on the Eastern side. It was a cake walk as far as action is concerned but waiting for boys to clear out before they made at least one or two remarks meant letting my imagination remind me of agoraphobia and acrophobia both in a short span of time. I think it’s enough of adventure for a morning : given that it’s not a cold weather yet. The first day on roof doing breathing and secretary of the institution where I am writing this note doesn’t miss to ask about the construction work.
6. Come to think of it Enola Holmes might be the biggest movie I have seen this year. I could watch only for ninety six minutes. It’s clearly about the women empowerment. Going into background of heroes and completely disregarding them happens when genres have become hackneyed. Women empowerment in a matriarchal country. Who are we kidding with? Gender bender is the greatest of deceptions.
7. I bowled 30 times yet it was plenty of perspiration. Still dehydrated.
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Three Chepla Birds!
1. I bowled 120 balls today. I had a plate of waterballs from Mahajana Chaat Bhandaar. The discussion he was taking part in had something to do with his son : it had a twelve hours shift and it seemed like a moral discussion. Usually it’s crowded on his shop : I thought of eating water balls and it was vacant: he asked if I needed to have those dry. I said yes. They were crunchy and I was hungry. As I started walking afterwards-couple of boys were talking about 12 overs and eight overs. Come to think of it: while this day was a success: I have a headache right now. I saw that old water pot which is called ‘matka’ in Hindi( as a verb it means ‘to dance’ and it’s used with Kamar or waist). Symbolic interpretation: Aquarius broken and Pisces beginning. It indicates : Age of Pisces. I saw three Chepla birds: they were the birds I witnessed near Delhi Public School in my longest walks. Automatic photographic memory. The guy from Bijawar who was playing the ball with me told: it is found in abandoned places. I consider it to be a Twilight Zone bird. A bird related to end of times. The room where I take the morning class has an aquarium. The uncle of the kid who teaches dance in his academy had separated a few fishes from rest of them. This whole paragraph has series of events around number twelve or three or Pisces.
2. Prashant Khare was calm today. When I used to wander the streets and spend time in the stadium in Summers in the year 2018: he was one of the homeless people who had a unique presence. He was somehow projecting his presence from a long distance. It didn’t happen with others. Politicians and others were infamous and used banners or goons as promoters. His presence was unique and once I offered him a tea with biscuits in a shop outside the stadium. He was detached. Strangers like him are rare. Dhaniram is one of them. Prashant was working for a chicken shop before but now he’s working for a tea shop.
3. Dhaniram was drawing circles with a piece of red brick. I have not seen a better showman or madman around this city in the last three years. Madmen there are many. Charlatans there are many. People working in theater are many. What makes him unique? I don’t know. Today: couple of people asked me the address of civil line: they had come from Ishanagar. The first time I went to visit the Shiva Temple in Ishanagar: it was difficult. Returning: I saw the old hawker of Navabharat and then Dhaniram who knew that I had been on a journey. He knew the moment I spoke to him. A juice seller told me: “he had accidentally demolished some monument devoted to a deity and since then he went mad.” I really don’t know more than that. He likes to dress well and changes garbs as per seasons. Adept he’s : but whether he belongs to the Truth realm universe or if he’s related to saint Sharir is a mystery yet. Where does he keep his clothes? I can’t follow him for long: it would certainly violate some boundaries: especially as I don’t have enough food or energy to spare in the research.
Quick Tohu Verse!
Between two jams:
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Netflix
1. Ghanshyam Das Birla was concerned about the money being wasted on capturing his images. Photographic plates were costly in those days. He was accompanying Gandhi on his trip to London. It doesn’t happen in Europe. Only in India: patrons of saints considered themselves fortunate. Da Vinci died on lap of king of France but he never had any peace of mind. Effectively : Gandhi also had no stretched peace of mind. Who am I to judge his mind? The point is: all technology is the scientific sheath: Matrix and magic shows. If souls are countless Sparks of fire from my being and if there’s infinite inexhaustible energy: why worry about minimalism? Certainly premise is solid but temporarily you always find: picture is imperfect: it can be improved. More the merrier. Even the one who sleeps on footpath has better availability of technology, books and like than many kings of past centuries or so has been fed into our minds. Iron Man Tetsuo: we are breathing in technology. Electricity. Smoke.
2. The book of cartoons on Gandhi: extract from which was published in the previous post is an amusing study of how international media looked at Gandhi. A picture is worth thousand words: therefore that book by Navjeevan Trust Publishing is worth thousands of books. I finished reading it in a single short sitting : yet, multiple sittings might reveal deeper information. Only animals which have been used in depictions: humans, lions, goats, monkeys. Britishers were only influenced by the mass appeal Gandhi had. It was number game then. It’s number game now. Churning of oceans, churning of minds, generation of ambrosia and poisons. Gods direct the show, build the platforms and execute it: they keep the nectar and the venom is given to demons who know nothing better. This is an eternal game played by angels and demons in the royal court of God-head. The serpent is torn and it has to eat its tail. It can’t continue to eat it forever: so it leaves it and some of its offsprings escape who also do the same business.
3. While the Chandragupta Maury’s guru Chanakya had a name Vishnugupta and he kept a tuft: his name Kautilya means “one who is crooked.” His treatise is akin to China’s military general’s treatise : “The Art of War.” I was teaching Madhya Pradesh Board’s Hindi Special to a seventh standard student: the chapter fifth tells you about the ancient Ujjayini: it was ruled by Chandragupta Vikram. How come: Vikramaditya has been named as Chandragupta ? It’s a mystery. I often think that rulers like Chandragupta gaining immortality disguised themselves in their clans and reappeared in form of modern rulers. It’s a tricky business. The question arises: what about the galactic core. What about infinite space. Why all this war for this tiny planet when there are countless universes? Or was it all a lie: like the movie Dark City tells so beautifully.
4. Missus Rathore paid hundred rupees. I bought milk worth twenty rupees and a bread packet worth ten rupees. I also had a plate of poha worth ten rupees and drank water on three handpumps. My time in the library was worth it as I was not busy. The next class is by three thirty in the noon. I bowled twenty bowls. Sun is still harsh. I might have worked to create rains but then hounds come after me. I have limited my hours outside. The supernatural series had a wonderful depiction of heaven and hell and since I watched its many seasons : I do miss it at times. I can’t afford Netflix.
Mr. Gandhi And Goats.

Don’t disappoint your goats, Gandhiji.
Don’t disappoint your goats.
They are longing to see Old England.
And have booked by the train and boats.
So do not be unkind, Gandhiji.
Don’t put a sob in their throats.
If You have to stay behind Gandhiji,
Do let us welcome the Goats.
–Daily Mail.
Note: Gandhi’s preference for goat’s milk was a subject of amusement to foreign journalists and cartoonists unfriendly to the political objectives he championed. What was simply a question of diet for Gandhi was elevated into a cult by his detractors. Here is a Poy of the Daily Mail, London, noted for its baiting of Indian nationalism and nationalists, having a jibe at him at the time of preparations for the round table talks.
Gandhi in Cartoons, Navjeevan Trust Publishing, Copyright 1970.
Courtesy: Library Gandhi Smarak Bhavan, Chhatarpur, Madhya Pradesh.