A recent question was: what’s a great day like for you?
Today was a great day. Any day free from diseases, pain or people shouting around me is a great day.
This year is soon coming to an end. Other than the pandemic and lockdown: which created fever and aches, I had bronchitis and toothache to trouble me. Construction noises and the usual shouting around as family members quarrel also kept disturbing. Other than this: the year went by as smoothly as the last year.
26.10.2021
This note also seems to be like the last one with only a few changes.
Another question which is put often is about my hobbies.
Other than meditation it’s movies. A significant amount of time has been spent in watching movies. I feel it easier to watch movies than to read books. I consider movies to be the best form of art. In my opinion art is imitation of life. Movies are the best imitation of life. They’re made of audio-visual media which is presented with narratives. Since they’re mostly adapted from novels or short stories: they tell the stories similar to those you read. Even if reading allows you more exercise of imagination compared to movies and listening takes you on a different type of fanciful journey: movies do it quite well with various artforms like dancing, martial arts, cinematography, painting, romance, dialogues and others mixed harmoniously.
Each of the artistic elements used in cinematic expression can be developed and explored for infinite profundity on its own but some of it can be tasted in combination with others as you watch and listen to a movie.
Recently watching classics from black and white and then from the Technicolor era: I was wondering about the changes in the quality of cinema and life. Technicolor movies certainly had colors which were more vivid than real life colors are. Some of the wide screen movies which were colored by technicolor stand out as marvelous expressions. In this regard: movies are not merely the artform which imitates life but also a way to escape it.
Some people are of impression that all great movies were made in the remote past. You find similar opinion about all things including morality. A general theory is that with the passage of time degradation of quality takes place.
Such opinions are mostly sentiments of nostalgic people who have sweeping arguments about everything without any careful investigation.
Technology has advanced decade-after-decade and it has affected different areas of living in different ways. There are tonnes of low quality movies from classic era and many good quality films from the present era. As obvious: we are aware of more data from our own era than that of eras bygone. Only outstanding cases from the previous eras stay popular: creating common impression and misconception that everything was great back then.
Other than the obvious example of Technicolor, better dialogues and narratives : I never generalize for greatness of cinema in the early twentieth century. It’s like half-baked conclusions about everything.
For example: if everything was great back then: weapons must also have been the most powerful. It’s a fallacy: before Hiroshima and Nagasaki: there were no weapons of mass destruction as powerful as we have now. It is enough to prove that not everything has degraded in quality. The argument can be extended to include cures for epidemics and pandemics i. e. advancements in the field of medicine.
1. If every passing stage seems like a world of possibilities: you have lived enough. I took picture of the Surya Namaskar postures as I was returning from library.
The 12th man
2. If you count from the left: it’s 6th. If you count from right it’s 7th.
3. Service is the only resolution: is the motto of the community which established this one. Under it: you have people marching behind Gandhi.
4. The 6th or 7th salutation is known as Sashtang dandavata or salutation with all eight limbs. What are they? Hands and feet: 4. Forehead, nose, stomach and the rest. There are three or them with “Namaskar” posture.
5. I used to do many such salutations in Vrindavan. I never felt scarcity of food in Vrindavan. I was given the job of a priest. I volunteered for food distribution and then cleansing of pots etc. There were days when we only had rice or slept hungry because some pilgrims came unannounced but it was rare and the management wasn’t good. It became so hectic as to not allow any time for study.
6. When I came here from Vrindavan: many false promises were made. Many crocodile tears were shed and then I was questioned by all and sundry who regularly visit Khajuraho to quit internet or porn. To not read books online. To give up luxuries which were only food. Food became scarce because fat pigs ate what didn’t belong to them. They used fake handicap certificates. I always had enough. Even my caution money of 30000 rupees was consumed. The 66000 were used up by thugs. I was pursued to stay by people who said: don’t let him go because there’s a case against him(Rahul). What case was that? They were acting on a script of revenge all along. They added one family first: then another to it.
7. I would have disappeared from this world if I could. That’s what my every ounce of energy was spent for. Is it really so with others? With moaning grandmother lying outside like a dead corpse? Does she want euthanasia?
8. I never felt scarcity of food until these people who promised it in 2014: blocked both: a way to escape: by snatching away documents as well as completely blocking the chances of any lucrative employment.
9. Who would give employment to a renunciate? Even if I was a normal man: it needed contacts. Prashant Gupta once said: if you need to teach kids I would send many. Instead : his sim card which was issued in the name of Saddam was used to monitor my web activity. That’s all Adhar card and other technology was for: to prevent you from jerking off and to force you into reproducing babies into a world where crops of hatred and factions are sown. Gandhi Maarg. Vivekananda Maarg. Bullshit Maarg. Go fuck yourself and yours.
10. Sister in law was not brought in this house for my comfort. My space was sacked. Same with Rahul. After using bike and laptop : they were unhappy if I needed a little privacy. Passout of 2013: he got no job. Fake handicap certificates. Satya Prakash should have been put behind bars a long ago along with his father. I was already suffering from cerebral palsy when I agreed for that. I didn’t use them. Then I escaped to save my life. They haunted me for long. Then they started taunting about food.
11. Fuck a woman or many if you can and have a job. In other words: take responsibility for rotting flesh and be doomed further while they laugh on top of pyramid.
12. What a world behind prayers and worship. What a rotten system! Kabir righteously called it the village of dead: murdo ka gaanv. Mohanjodaro. cremation ground.
13. The suggestion about Vimla was put prior to my mind before I entered stadium. Then I saw beatific vision. It had started to drizzle when I was about to step down after my morning breathing on roof.
14. Vimla was the name of Ashok Arjariya’s wife: a friend of Santosh. He was his friend for 30 years. He died dramatically in an accident while travelling towards Khajuraho. I was shocked when the news was given.
15. They both drank as they went to Kota with many of us: in 2003. On a dhaba we were waiting for them. They brought liquor. I suspected but by evening Santosh was so drunk it was impossible to control him unless Ram Prakash Shukla had intervened. He kept him company in the jeep whole night. The next morning there were flies on his mouth as he lay sleeping near a drainage line outside the building. All my pride was gone: the second or third dark night.
16. Like grim reapers: they kept coming back for more. Be it Rahul in 2016 or Gudda in 2012. I still don’t understand: how that accident near Vaibhav’s house happened. I was supposed to drive but he took the reigns and then some boys on bike came from left. My knee was hurt again. Ankur, Arvind uncle and Ankur’s grandfather stopped riding bikes because of such people. I was hit with bike on purpose in 2018 as I began visiting library.
17. Organized and orchestrated hurting of most harmless individuals. Because they’re not in any yaana system you call them Heena.
1. His birth ID was 13121985. He again came to this register which had entries between the years 1985 to 1994.
2. There was the library and the field where adepts disport. And yet it was not available to him for 33 years.
3. The day he joined the library in the year 2018, May: there were two more people in the assembly. Other than the librarian, it was one doctor who had a grey beard. He seemed very amicable in demeanor. He later told that he was born in the campus. He also told about Osho visiting the premise: a date on which there was an entry in the book which had a collection of his memorable letters.
4. The first entry has his name. He was a regular visitor and the librarian made his first entry after nine years. Shri Krishna Vaasudev Rao Daate also had a diary which he left here. It has its pages eaten up by fungus. The fifth of December has an entry with nine members. Certain Anand Tiwari, Shri Gopal Pateria and Dinesh Mishra stand out because : recent events highlighted those surnames. I saw a young boy on a bike. He has played Cricket with me but I hadn’t seen him for many days. His surname is same. After the fifth of December there are no entries until 14th of December. The gap had a birth identity created for me only a few kilometers away from that premise.
5. Nine entries on the fifth of December. Ninth month as the beginning of the entry register. On 17th of September: creation of a future prime minister. Eighth entry is by the doctorate in Chemistry who was not only born in the complex as per his own testimony but also visits the premise and reads newspapers with the librarian who joined him nine years afterwards. This might all seem like a make believe for it proves nothing as such but I was supposed to discover these records and keep them safe.
6. One practical inference is: with the advent of mobile phones and internet, the membership of library reduced further. Now only indwellers visit the library. He was, perhaps the only person who was not a theater artist and worked inside library premise since 2018. His involvement in the year 2019 was minimal. This entire campus has mysterious phenomenon but the library hall was royal court and it has plenty of space. It has ethereal record of hundreds of years of discussions. It did serve as a hall of gnosis for him for more than two and half years, though he had to struggle hard to continue working on cleanliness and maintenance of records. He looks forward to completing the second iteration of recording the titles and cleansing the drawers. Yesterday he came across the carcass of a dead lizard and today he saw a lizard who had regrown its tail.
I just raised 46000 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. Two birds on wire were nuzzling each other. A buffalo was singing a song in a strange voice. The Sun shone brightly and there were no rainbows.
2. There was a bus without any passengers or staff, parked just about a hundred metres away from the pipe where the truck had toppled. I feel it’s obvious that there were very few people on the way as I started walking. I was thinking about the possibility of waiting for the tea on the second stall. But it was not open at all. There were some players in the railway ground. They were singing the song of the brotherhood.
3. The parasite on the shepherd’s shoulder was there since yesterday, when he went to cut the grass off. The smoking man was talking about the theft that happened recently. The father was telling the kids to come back and take a rest.
4. The third kingfisher sat on the neem tree. It started speaking in a strange tongue. It wanted me to believe in something I didn’t believe before. The conviction that new identities related to events and people which are new are actually ancient is one of them. It’s contrary to the recency illusion in which you develop a delusion that something is recent whereas it’s actually ancient: for example the word ‘methinks,’ is not new and it’s found in Shakespeare but I was convinced that it was recent when I first encountered it. I saw indra’s net and I saw its signboard along with damsels. The dreams are akin to waking life if you have enough deja vu. Sometimes, in the true sense of deja vu, the signs of the presence of some past event are so strong that you can mistake that event for the present event.
5. Breeze is soothing. There was a cricket on the shirt and it kept chirping. The people developed a new trait: to show some artificial damage just to satiate some gossipmonger, because yes, you understand what righteousness or knowledge truly is: playing the ancient game of counting ducks and doing reparations. Strange world in which I lived is getting stranger. A biker passed by saying “yes, this is the net, indra’s net, with a billion eyes in it. I saw an insect crawling on my phone yesterday. It was a spider. “Let me take a photo of you, Mr. Spider,” she said, “to show my friends.”
6. Small cloudlets are travelling in Southern horizon. I feel relaxed. The burden of work has reduced. There was a war in which Artemis was present. Sweet birds sing lullabies now. A ray of starlight is shining here and there.
There was thunderstorm. Science of ambulances and police vans all around the city. Yes we were sitting in the open field enjoying the scenery around us chatting he brought into my attention rainbow: half of it. It was after 4 months that I observe the rainbow. There was some drizzling preceding it. The rainbow was coming from the west side of the clouds. They called it the horse of the Madan! My learning curve has been like mountaineering on Himalayas. I told them that Vedas talked about Indra ra and his Thunder along with the bow. The infinity which had kept me going despite having realised utility of all such searches and excursions. God had given me a double vision of things and my knowledge was same as his. Madwoman was laughing with all her teeth out and I saw her on the corner as I was taking left when she was talking hysterically. I had seen the mad man and the new Triangle he had chosen for his theatrical stunt. Another priest was behaving like a Graffiti kitchen. I wasn’t successful in the experiments. And yet what option did I have other than to continue working on them. Lemma lemmings dynasty stylish tycoon on and on onions typhoon snorkeling Linga gastric trics algebris Mukabala balanced Lama Mala Ambala Amla computer Lambda molybdenum number 22 Tuesday Howrah Daliya yaar mulke. What was left for me to learn and yet to learn all that I have learnt.
I need to sleep. She slept right through until the next morning. What did I just watch! It’s Eraserhead of Japan. I think it has fucked my brain. I don’t believe my eyes. I am going to have nightmares. It’s a whole new planet. TheOldGuard looked promising for a while. I am glad that we have some movies to watch after a long time. The German web series seemed like much ado no dud. The next German web series will be better. I hope so. It’s hot, humid and Harrowing winged nothing. It’s been so long since it rained. It’s been so long since I had a power outage. Can you please read my mind? I love it when you do that. I think I’m a little tipsy. Tipsy gipsy Topsy turvy. Why were women so evolved with communication skills? Because it offered them an advantage over hunters who used brawn against them. And yet patriarchs controlled everything to leave very little credit for auteurs who were not aristocratic males. Which was not that far off the truth.
Have you ever heard of ” Siddhivinadam” We have also heard it from our parents, elder siblings, relatives, friends and children. What is it! It is A Beautiful Flower named ” SIDDHI VAIDYA.”
SIDDHI VAIDYA is available in the Meta garden of Life. It has many varieties and colors, also it has many powerful healing properties. It helps us to attain inner peace, self confidence and inner strength. You used this word.
Siddhivinadam. I don’t know where you had read about it. You said you read about it on the internet. But I don’t think it is a common name. I understand that. I had never heard it before you used it in a discussion. It is a very rare name.
The Katha Upanishad tells a symbolic tale of two birds: they both live on the same tree. One of them is free from pleasure and pain. It’s the one who doesn’t eat any fruits. It’s the witness. The watcher in the tale is not the doppleganger of the one you talk about because your watcher is a person and Upanishad tells about the higher mind. Matter is dark. Consciousness is light. Play between those two is towards increased awareness. The expanse of heart allows greater bliss. There is nothing greater than the perfection. It treats being and nonbeing as one and zero.
Notion of being an actor binds you to the results of actions.
It’s the dark half of the lunar month. I went to burn lamps under the Ashwat th tree. The kids were singing a hymn and “Babu” is a fairly popular tag. But what are the odds of hearing it as if it was echoed.
There are three kinds of people: the doer, the watcher and the doer.
They all have a little bit of those qualities, some have more than others.
Hunger is real estate. State of affairs was always so. Elections dictate lockdown. A monitor lizard was seen monitoring the House in Chhatarpur Delhi. What gives you depth. What gives your life reality. I was wondering if you have any other reasons. He was shocked by the fact that no one had noticed the missing house key, which had been left at the main door, for several months. There was a foul smell of death inside the house. Smoke is a color of the dead. A mystery.
The man came home to find his wife lying on the floor, dead of smoke inhalation. She had died trying to bake her tails. She kept taillight on but it didn’t work. She was very pleased to find that in the end she had made a tail after all. A half naked emperor penguin. A quarter past incarnation. Ions on onions on and on snow now that we were going to celebrate the launch of the pyramid it’s a good thing for you to write a story about the new light. The one who doesn’t want to take part in the celebration is the same lady who wrote the story of the three tail lights. What is the meaning of the most important being. I am sure you are interested. I need to be able to help you practice. The most important being.
Every pixel is an art. An update an upstream an upstarte arriviste stellar performance of the pyramid. Every word is a story about another. Every zilch is a truti in some ways–an eerie Apothecary carry on carrion. I understand that you don’t . We are a hive. You are a drone. One and only Queen pyrene. Renegade gene general expression benzene ring ringu gulch ravine vineyard boulevard royal Alchemist chi Minh chopine pineapple chopping boards for projects. … I understand that you don’t. And it’s fine. It’s nice to be in vogue.
“Every science begins as philosophy and ends as art; it arises in hypothesis and flows into achievement. ”
I heard that with awe and wonder. It was beautiful wisdom on her exquisite lips which tasted like nectar of immortality. She was my destiny. The fountain of youth. The source of beauty. Her forgetfulness was peculiar. On one hand she was unable to tell the name of the first US president even after repeated discussions, on the other: she said she was well versed in Greek mythology.
“So what is the name of the first US President?”
I asked again!
Longing for an accurate answer. Ah! She meant a wonderful world to me. She was my delight.
Abraham Lincoln!
Both eyes closed Dropping to the ground.
As she snapped out of her reverie, she frowned in concentration. I was amused. I hope to hear from you soon kroon afternoon monsoon. A day might come when you would utter GeorgeWashington in response to the question and continue to do so. It will be the event I have been waiting for since an eternity. I looked at her blonde hair. This is the most important day of my life, I thought.
It’s rather complex, but the development of the human psyche is a truly awe-inspiring thing.
Wisdom is the oneness of mind that guides and permeates all things.
Dancing light of grace 