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Chidambaram

1. I am sitting on grass and it feels soothing. Boys are exercising. I saw some stars and the Moon. Balance seems to have a number: seven.

2. After having taken the Grammar class: I ran for my life. I ran three plus rounds after burning some paper and tinder in the name of cleanliness in the Cricket Academy Ground. I do wonder about the scarcity of staff in the municipal corporation because the academy campus only gets accumulation of water bottles, pouches, gutka, tablets, plates, stray paper pieces. No one comes to clean it. I can take initiative at places : but it is only that much: an individual working to earn a wage. Cricket is the game of gentlemen : a solution can be to put garbage only in the dumping bags. Children need to be taught these habits by their guardians.

3. I took measurements. I walked multiple steps around the ground : clockwise and anticlockwise: taking middle, large and small routes. None of the measurements were same. What factors change the distance? Height, gravity, temperature, amount of work done etcetera. In short: I am not aware of all the parameters. It seems like I took a Physics practical class along with the English Grammar. I reckon that stadium : arena: academy are currently grounds for exercise: walking, running, sports, relaxation, keeping friendships, hanging out with friends as well as sledging and chastising with the help of whistles which control dogs, donkeys, cows, pigs and other animals. It took me many days to comprehend that QRF academy had kept pigs for disposing off their wet garbage. Most of the garbage that municipality takes away isn’t burnt. It’s only an inculcated notion that burning has precedence over other modes as far as ecosystem is concerned. I only saw regulation increase by and by. Earlier it was college, then teachers, then police and then military. Then the stuff kept increasing around you.

3. Freedom needs works. And it’s inherently part of duality: naming. You define a circle or a cube and call it your space until something comes to crack it down. Beyond time, there is greater time, beyond night there is greater night, similarly beyond voids there are greater voids. One of the greatest mysteries being resolved was: Swami Rama’s description of reaching among cannibals who were going to eat him. I don’t know if he died or merely fainted: fainting means losing consciousness temporarily. Games like boxing and violent arenas have many such patterns. Naturally: lack of nutrition results in weak life force. His whole story meant: he had reached a place where his life force was getting drained too fast. Like my concluding about the light needed to walk through the tunnel of the dark night.

4. Meaning of words. Counting. Reading and writing kept me employed for I had lost the identity. The gender benders were the tribal way of handling the outlaws. The urbane must have existed as eternally as the ancient. Spacetime is the game after a while. Scientific model needs work to generate power which sustains the energy: the reason why some tribes gave more importance to fire, others to water, and yet others to ether or Earth is in either their history or in the type of experiments which were carried out with people.

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Morning : Running and walking!

I just raised 36000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. I am playing Free Rice quiz on English Grammar. It’s similar to the syntax I used to work on as a programmer analyst. I met V just outside the academy.

2. I had a plate of poha to eat. I need to buy a packet of detergent powder. I ran four rounds in stadium and walked 4-5 rounds.

3. The Science Fiction movie that I watched yesterday didn’t reach to the conclusion. It had many elements from what is happening in my life. The ancient bird from the Twilight Zone: the episode where the protagonist repeatedly goes to a pool where some bones or alive birds are present: I observed them at first when I crossed Brijpura hill and reached to a new patch of road. I observed it here but I was wondering if it was no longer available for me. I saw it again. Twice. It had a dark black hue and streamlined body which makes it capable to fly long distances.

4. I already feel sleepy. Though I need to go to library and work on books. I have been immune to noises with the music but it all has a limit. If anything is not allowed: I usually let it go.

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Hypothesis and Proof For Doctorate in Architectectonics!

1. I am sitting on a bench numbered 31. It is under a Margossa tree. I am sitting on the right side. Vehicles are passing. I sat here just six minutes ago. Three of them came on a passion bike. Now they’re chatting. I made entries into the list of books in the library catalogue. It was 46 books today. I read some passages. One of them was from Vikram Vetaal : the narrative is about the fountain of youth and immortality. Vikram and Vetaal are protagonists. The variation: here instead of Bhrithari who was supposed to be the elder brother of Vikram in the city of Ujjayini, Vikram is the elder brother and he’s the potentate of Chandrabhaan city. The Vikram Samvat or epoch was named after Vikramaditya and I remember having read ‘Simhasan Batteesee’ a long time ago. A young boy used to sit on a raised platform made of sand. Under it: a treasure was hidden but nobody was aware of it. The treasure belonged to that boy. The number of teeth : 32. The control mechanism: bones, teeth, tendons, muscles, sounds, electricity, words, letters and symbols. Archetypes are gross karmic layers in the collective consciousness. An alternate version of Bhagwad Geeta’s : kaamaat jaayte Krodha: in the context of four fold meanings of life for all beings in Bhagwad Geeta: activity follows rest. Ceaselessly activity or ceaseless rests are to be claimed only by those who keep playing all the times and never know any fatigue, unease or anxiety. Do such beings exists? I have to still meet one. Vestige is a company. I interpreted its meaning for a flower seller couple of years ago. In those days he had a chemical which dissolved warts. I didn’t have money to buy that. I don’t know the meaning of warts on body albeit they don’t look so good. The guy in the ashrama was using black Earth to massage his body so that it gets rid of excessive heat and gets healthy shining skin. Naturopathy.

2. Today the music didn’t get manipulated here. I wanted to test it. In the Cricket Academy it started happening before I expected it. The guy who was wearing crayon color yesterday was wearing black today.

3. Now I need to eat something. It has to be spicy. Like vadaa paav. I need to buy another plastic ball to continue practice.

4. Tricyclist. Theater people and such meet me everyday. I pay them no heed. Though I respect their art and skill: I need to focus on my own food and game.

5. It has been many days since I took tea. Though I have been consuming milk a lot lately. Not a lot, actually: just enough.

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United Nations World Food Programme: Help Alleviate Hunger!

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1. The scooty of the academy coach had difficulty in starting.

2. I had a conversation with a guy who owns a white dog. He threatened a rickshaw guy while another guy was beating him. It was all an act. He kept saying ‘swati’ while he meant saafi which is a word for towel.

3. The cricket match had 34 players.

4. The kid texted the student. The Fielding coach was old: all of a sudden.

5. I played vocabulary quiz for Spanish language on Free Rice. I had samose, poha and water to drink. If I hadn’t turned towards the traffic jam: the need to beat the rickshaw guy wouldn’t have been there. The water and the advanced marble. A guy came with a milk pouch and bananas: I handed it over to the shop owner and the pouch worth five rupees changed into pouches worth two rupees each.

6. Timeline seemed to change. Demonetization because of memories.

7. I had a nice time walking with music. The external control of music continued today. Though I despise it I don’t know a way around yet.

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Lingo

1. Am I a character in a book or a movie ? I often ask this to myself when dreams turn into nightmares and I get some freedom to rest.

2. I walked with a few boys in the stadium. One of them was putting on an act. It was related to a previous act. I found an element to admire about the teaching through play. Accountability: the guy works for Karuna foundation in the morning and coaches in mimicry and acting in the evening.

3. Most people I met here switch between multiple jobs. Just one job or duty is not enough. What would life be like in Tokyo or New York if it’s so difficult to survive in a city which metamorphosed into a division before my eyes?

4. I have seen a girl who was not afraid of lizard. I had a classmate who said he used to kill lizards with bare hands. I never liked the idea but did feel that he was courageous. A classmate stopped by the poha stall this morning. I saw the architecture. I realized that my death in my class in which he held my neck for far too long as I was gasping for air had some relation to his brother’s suicide. But it was merely a news. I never saw his brother. He turned out to be a bully later on. I might have been a violent guy before that happened. I used to take a great interest in organizing wrestling matches. In fact the whole environment was an arena. Like it’s today and I kept crying peace. It’s never going to change. Thus I kept working on certain skills : this is the only investment I would have made for the past is only a memory. Some fond others not so fond. Since then many apocalypses have happened. I bookmarked, earmarked, benchmarked certain sites, spots and themes to understand transformations. The Groundhog Day, Timecrimes and Triangle. Inception. Inland Empire. The Couch Forum. Mad Philosophers. I was convinced about linearity and then I saw nonlinearity as well as theatrics. Flux. Nirvana. The Bhagwad Geeta that I read in the childhood didn’t tell that Vaasudev Krishna stopped the time to sing 700 songs. I heard an advertisement on a Cricket ground . It was about the washing powder 555. As I went to drink water the jingle was being played. Last time around the memory of a journal was deleted: I wondered if it was the head of the trust or the boys who were preparing for exams. Then it kept happening. Today a scooty with press written on it came to pick a new kid who had stammering. He was new to academy. As I was approaching to him : he distinctly nodded thrice looking at me: it meant he was thinking that I was a member of academy like the coach. Well, it meant certain other things. I was feeding monkeys. Another guy used to do that. The head of the monastery saw it and a cow was entering the garden. The priest was present. I knew it: somehow I was being held accountable: what followed was family members approaching. Background check. They knew all the time that I was there. The whole story was woven to serve many purposes. Myths were busted. Or I had no grace. Never enough. Finds were: Prasanga Paarijaat. And Guru Nanak Dev’s biography by Jairam Mishra.

5. The people shouting seemed to suggest I had dropped something. I recalled that my pant had a pocket torn as I was walking in the stadium and kicked a ball. Earlier in the morning: no matter how hard I tried: the volume was repeatedly muted by certain agency as I sat on a bench doing WordPress.

6. The steel ring that dropped near the wickets meant something. It was too vague. The coach of academy was nonchalant about it. He had shown that his use of a Bundelkhandi tone might indicate two things: one: he was familiar with the lingo. Second: he was a localite. I don’t know the truth but the anxiety created for a moment by the guy on scooty was kind of useless in terms of expenditure of energy as it adds nothing to my learning.

7. With the music : all the demons were gone. But I don’t have unlimited supply. This stadium has openings and closings. It was not like this before. Now it is draconid institution like most others streamlined under central government. I hope to see a book where every event from every angle in every instant of my lives is written. I will be fond of that book. I was never born. Why do I have memories of being too young and unable. Why not of the time before that? Where did that family get me. Which lab I was made in? They are the questions which are only for the individuals. For gray regions. I know more than all the spiritual books I ever read combined together. It’s despite the lack of photographic memory. And yet…did I bring the wallet or did I not?

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United Nations World Food Programme:Free Rice:Help Alleviate The Hunger in the World!

I just raised 34000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. The kid said no to class. Job offer no longer stands.

2. I read a bit in the library and catalogued books.

3. I had clear visuals today. In stadium, in academy where I reached by crossing the gate. I have told many people about the tally counters which can be worn on fingers. They should be available for sell in this city. In my vicinity.

4. A zeera seller asked me directions and I saw him thrice. A lady wearing glasses with a mole mark below her nose stopped by to take a call and she took two calls. She had couple of advertisers with her on a bike whose number added to 13.

5. I have to buy a bathing soap and eat a bada paav with chilli worth rupees 10. Do I own this smartphone? Or is it a legacy device? If I do: there shouldn’t be manipulation of things I can easily handle: like listening to music, counting, reading and writing. If I don’t : of what use is this device anyway? I will never be more than a puppet: barely writing anything. Barely reading anything. Forgetting addresses I already knew. Bowing to every passerby without working on my own. Immortality should be perfect liberation. Powers that stay at all times. Not the mind control.

6. I practiced body postures, alternate nostril breathing and forced exhalation. I took bath twice and went to take milk in the kitchen but seeing that two people were already present in the kitchen: I moved out listening to music. Why would my phone’s music be controlled by someone else?

7. God gift. Science?

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The Day!

1. Logic comes to my rescue at times. Though it also hides the higher intelligence.

2. Counting, reading, writing, running, balancing, mindfulness, humility, modesty. They’re all treasures : until they’re not. If you master a skill you should also count the dependencies. Electricity, water, space, hygiene and availability of good food are basic constraints for those living in cities and towns.

3. Earnest salutations and business can’t go hand-in-hand in case of individuals. In case of macrocosm : anything and everything can happen. What did he mean when he said: I will play the game with balls for eons and eons: it meant something to him. No publication is allowed without a certain authorization. Whatever reached you was the best of the information available for you at that time.

4. Skill creates news. Rest is same. In love. In point zero. In sunn you sharpen the sword of knowledge for the journey ahead.

5. I received a training in impromptu speech today. The fundamental rests in noname files: I have been through it very many times. I would have mastered it if I was given a script to read. Then : there wouldn’t have been loss of accountability. Hence listeners and viewers. Shrauts and smarts. Kevin Spacey in the usual suspects. The jokes and teasing shouldn’t hurt. It’s not out of Truth but : infinite inexhaustible energy does appear to be limited in certain locks, books, constructions or ego structures.

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United Nations World Food Programme and routine!

I just raised 31000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. I played vocabulary quiz on aforementioned site.

2. I washed my clothes.

3. I had a nice meal. I only have a five rupees coin left in the purse. Incense sticks, soaps and other everyday needs require money. The student who was supposed to pay my fees yesterday might pay today. His mother was not present in the library. Instead I got another job offer to teach a young girl who needs elementary education.

4. When I reached library I was sleepy because I had done three rounds of jogging and about eight rounds of walking in the stadium. It was fun to watch them play football, cricket and other games. I might continue to jog everyday as it gives a better stamina than mere walking.

5. I reached academy late. They were packing up. V was deciding whether he wants to groom himself as a bowler or as a batsman. He again talked about the old phone. The F. K. kid is a chatterbox. He talks nonstop and doesn’t let anyone else talk. His tone indicates he is from UP.

6. The guy who helps the coach with nets and always reaches first to the field walks 12 kilometers everyday. The boy with him is also a dedicated guy.

7. I had a nice time watching movies after a long time. I don’t get time to watch movies because of my busy schedule. I saw an old friend yesterday. I saw couple of quantum entanglement events today. I need to work harder on my writing and game. I need a steady source of income. I opened an account on PayPal and Paytm but I have no bank account to link them with.

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Tohunitedonationsnowfall

I just raised 29000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

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United Nations World Food Programme: Free Rice: Help Alleviate The Hunger!

I just raised 26000 grains of rice on Freerice! For every answer you get right, 5 grains go to the UN World Food Programme. Play it here: https://freerice.com/apps

1. I made a few calls.

2. I heard some music by maestros.

3. I took milk, rice and pulses in lunch. I had poha for breakfast.

4. I walked to the Hanuman temple up the hill. It’s known as Hanuman Tauriya. It’s an ancient site in this city. It’s beautiful to look at the city from top of that hill. It was neptunian, foggy and dreamlike. I saw the priest, a security guard and a reader of Ramcharitmanasa in the temple premise.

5. There were four or five boys outside the temple. I again noted the bike number 4440 near Chhatrasal Carrefour. It’s the same bike number I saw couple of times before under the neem tree and on road to Brijpura.

6. The stadium had least number of people today. On my way I observed a damsel who was holding hand of a child. Behind her two boys: just before that spot a man had spit for some reason. A banana thela had three guys near it. As I changed I almost slipped for being engrossed into thoughts. I got a call from Devkunwar’s sister-in-law who said she had seen me near JK Cyber cafe. She wanted me to talk to her daughters who study in class ninth for English tuitions.

7. Academy had nobody. It was locked for it has been raining since last two days.

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Is it or is it not?

I was on a highway. I kept walking until I reached a tea stall. Then, there appeared certain herukas. I kept walking further until I reached the Twilight Zone. The bird I saw there was the bird I had seen in a Twilight Zone episode. Everything started to change at home. It was revealed that I was in bondage since a long time. I worked for my liberation and I needed to work for it on a regular basis. It meant : being able to walk in a stadium, watching the dancing light of Grace, seeing the game of the balls, playing it and being an immortal. The undying Grace I gained didn’t fetch me a sound proof room. In the darkest hours of my last night I heard that chirping of Crickets. I had heard it before. I had heard the sound of flute and I longed to hear it again. She was gone. I had seen her wearing dark glasses. I knew it that she was one of them: part of their Network. We wrote songs together: despite knowing that it was all a setup. I believed for a while until I could no longer believe. All dreams that I had seen since 2012 when the vision of light created a ceremony were shown to me repeatedly and they were not exactly the way I had seen them. One of the guides who appeared when my head was exploding remained with me as a friend for a long time. A reminder of my early days of school. I always had this difficulty to differentiate between realms until I went on long journeys and witnessed the miracles of dancing light of Grace. I saw those lights flashing on in the wilderness: just as the northern lights flash in the hall of gnosis. Just like Michael Talbert told in his book. I witnessed fractals and kabbalistic mysteries unveiled one after another in quick succession. It’s true: despite having gained the undying Grace: I needed to go on journeys to better grasping what I had studied. The network worked in strangely mysterious ways. All religions had merged into this dancing light of Grace. All merits that I had performed could not at times fetch me a glass of water.

I was always living among the adepts. I recognized it only in 2003. The fear of death was gone in 2009. But certain fears remained. I kept suffering because of them. I understood Yoga and sacrifice. Trees, birds, crows, Kingfishers, owls, dogs, people and guides : they all appeared together. Could I enjoy all the undying bliss available to me? It all seemed to have a prize tag. I was in a bigger market than ever before. Even in the most free of my discussions mother said : we were advertising some God or the other: some Creed or the other. Now Hollywood, then Bollywood. Now Vishnu, then Shiva. Now Buddhism, then Islam. Now Christianity, then true path as told by Vallalar. Pariah meant outcast. The Tamil puranam was a history of people who didn’t fit into communities. What would I have been known for then? I kept changing names and kept learning words until I saw how divine power merely changed guises but kept exercising itself in one way or the other. I wanted to live among adepts and adepts were waiting for me to mature. I certainly didn’t have this crushing workaday frame in my mind when I imagined pure realms of Buddhaverses. Perhaps they were impure dreams shown to me by a system which was not mature enough to interpret the way. I saw an old man who didn’t need me to salute him. He was carrying a staff and resembled Laotzu. The name I heard from Rishi and Osho. He was the most comfortable guy in that village. He belonged to none of the factions. I recalled the aery mansions and I saw the interrelated dimensions in which all the Karma was burnt in the awareness of knowledge. Do I have free will or do I not? If I am absolutely free, why would I create fetters for myself? Why would I create dirt, ignorance and matter and wrap myself with it? Why would I be bound to a name or date of birth or a certain way of living or clothing? Maybe I know all the answers. Maybe there are no questions. Maybe balance establishes itself. Maybe it doesn’t. Whether I know or not : I know it does. Maybe it doesn’t either. It is. It’s not.