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Rastafarian birds!

There are few words. A few birds frolicking. There were eight crows on the way. The clouds are foggy but enough to obstruct the path of the Sun. Breeze is soothing. A couple of geese flying over the pond. . The white birds came here for food. The day was spent counting the spitters. What you reinforced became magical calculadora fedora oral omnibus busted stead. The man and the woman that lived in the house were both researchers of the supernatural.

The girl who has her left hand bandaged was playing with a cart just a few days ago. As I was sitting besides the puncture shop , couple of men on tractor asked me if I repaired punctures. I told them that the mechanic was in his village in Bihar and next shop was a few metres away. Buffaloes, crows on their back and a few cows. The lady with water box on her head walks cautiously.

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Diversion,

Inversion ions noise,

Cenotaphs aversion,

Ad version, fed version,

Version XYZ,

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Which veanjmarse is on?

Which verse will do?

Any mad version.

Anima mania

Animadversion

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The Blue Bird!

1. Listen well, oh wise one, I will reveal you an eternal mystery!

2. A kingfisher perched on an electric wire. A squirrel was rubbing its ear with its toe. The black bird with a crest asked the kingfisher thusly: pray tell me oh blue bird, why does this emptiness sucks me in, like dust particles are sucked by a vacuum.

3. The kingfisher said: listen well oh beautiful bird: the emptiness is not empty nor does it absorb. It’s your seeking which suffocates you.

4. The meaning of life ends in preservation and proliferation. It’s all about forms which are better, endurable and useful.

5. The knowledge is not illusion but the desire to gain knowledge or to prolong life is certainly illusion.

6. The blue bird continued as the black bird heard with surprise: listen well oh wise: the knowledge and its use are two different domains.

7. The knowledge is neither true nor false. Use makes it so.

8. Life is energy. Fundamental energy exists. Science admits it. Spirituality admits it as well. There is no confusion about it.

9. As water can’t long for water and fire can’t long for fire: life can’t long for life. What exists can’t desire to be. Desire always indicates lack of something. If life doesn’t desire, it must be an illusion. All pleasure and pain borne out of such longing must be illusions too.

10. Desire to live or to die are inherent in forms where life considers itself limited

11. There is neither a beginning nor an end to this timeless illusion which is supported by the timeless reality, like dreams are supported by the sleep.

12. Intense seeking ends in wondering. Nonseeking is the foundation for seeking but it’s primordial and at rest.

13. Those who seek eventually find what they seek and then retire. That which is true can’t be denied by either Science or superscience. Only the application makes one deluded because it’s parting from the perfect rest.

14. Master Ganesha went out to play, with clay! Lay down baby boy babu is on mount Abu said the master Saabu, a playmate.

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Escape Clause Built In!

1. Many hungry ghosts: each vying for attention. The Jewish girl wrote a long story. She was fond of her dog but her god was not fond of her. The girl was more interested in writing.

2. I heard the whirling leaves dancing in the breeze. Each day I ask myself: could it have been more beautiful? Unlike passers-by I don’t long for more. This is enough. This is perfect. Where is Socrates and why does it matter? I wish to thank my friend for trying.

3. Should I thank myself or lockdown or virus or my stagnant family for these walks? I was content then, content now. All my little adjustments reveal more beautiful worlds full of light and awareness. Nothing is impeding my escape from that silly notion of something impeding.

4 People want something. They want to escape reality. There is no escaping themselves. Either invent a disease and work to prevent it or create wars or problems to solve. Something to chew on externally. Something to think about internally.

5. Tohu verse for mitzvah girl: tashlichichbinliechenrezigzagzigguratbaggeryemensuturetinueulogyrationoosephereticalculustrousumptuousulcustardappleoninelivestibuleopardandruffurlonghongkongulchravineyardentistrystuductileopardoomsdaynearbyearmarkedemantoidungeonlycanopyratedeltabaniditintinabulationutmegastrickshawkerchieftaintedeterminantennastylusufructoseoulukalapurushamustardramatistarrastammyalgiambicpentametersevereverseventhsealarmigermulctohunchbackbitinglingastronomytrochenoughostockpilemonsoonostockraspberryemenigmatadormoribundieidolonomanslandslidingdongutturallyingyangumshoeilladealteredstateacupuckeredoomoodrumurmuring When they do, they always have a built in escape clause, in case they should change their minds.

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Walking

1. There were giant bats on the Ashok tree. It has started to drizzle as we were waiting near the swing. Wings of bats were spread like canopies. Batlings were battling with drizzle drops, flying zigzag. They were not there just a few days ago. An owl and half lives there too. It’s cute. A bird with a crest was sitting on an iron bar. They threw their beedi and went away. The owl with white feathers on top of the white electric poll flew away as soon as it saw me coming to take a picture. I moved out of house without an umbrella. I had walked only a few blocks when drizzling became rapid and I had to go back and pick the umbrella. The umbrella has a gaping hole on the handle.

2. The rapid movement of clouds from left to right created an exquisite scenery. I took many pictures before the second tea stall. The truck kept moving slowly until it disappeared in the horizon. It was the fourth day since its accident. I saw the deaf man before the narrow passage. He was trying to tell about yesterday’s bus accident. I tried to grasp his sign language. It rained and umbrella came in handy for saving torso. The deaf man said his name was Li Ning.

3. I got a job offer yesterday evening. The timings need to be adjusted. I also need to explore another direction for an examination. The days are hectic. He will see her in a day or two.

4. She was looking at him with intrest but he had no time for her. The customs. People are enjoying good weather. He plans to have a discussion with his father.

5. The discussion about breeding is a fundamental discussion. The second hand was moving without jerk and it was time. The stuffed tomatoes were singing ginseng songs. The father is thinking about the son.

6. The dancing lord is dancing an amazing dance. I don’t pay any heed to gossips. I don’t have anything to look forward to. Nor do I have anything to look backwards. It has all been erased. The teacher came and stood on the left side.

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Events Recently

1. The birds were chirping sweetly. Sound of a distant truck approaching gets louder. Doppler. Doppelganger. Granger. Germane mane inane anemone one two three…seven is the number of the heavenly crows on an electric wire. Buffaloes do their morning march. I convert starch into glucose. A Tupperware seller trudged on bike towards the petrol pump as its fuel unexpectedly finished before his destination. A bus got stuck in a large pit this morning as the driver couldn’t see the opening for optical fibre cable line. The bus was going to Rewa and it came from Gwalior. I had seen the cable yesterday and stopped for a while to observe it. The earthen stove of the tea stall guy was cracked by someone yesterday night. He would take help of the CCTV footage to find the culprit. The Baba Shree truck which had toppled is back on track but still needs repairing. It has been here for three days. A tram passed by with a harsh sound. A kid was kidnapped yesterday and discovered. The case was reported by one of my students as it was in his neighborhood. The kidnapper was a young man whose family worked for the afflicted family for a long time. It might seem strange but my student repeatedly used the word “slavery.” He said that one family was slave of the other and it might be true but as far as I know slavery has been abolished. Django Unchained. Quentin tarantino tintinnabulation. We are not slaves of government or aristocrats. The black commando can’t beat us at their whim. They can’t invent new diseases nor can they keep you inside houses or force you to subscribe the dish TV which feeds the nation state hate stories or religious political propaganda. Our right is protected by the international law.

2. Yellow butterfly. I took the phone out of my pocket and a dog started following me with the hope of getting something to eat. The prompt tea stall number one guy is an alert admirable old man who opens early every day and gives you a ginger tea. He had spotted me and was waiting with five rupees jeera biscuit and tea. Ah, what more courtesy did I need? I was floored. I didn’t take any pictures before a certain place because there were way too many people. It was too crowded but still I took some.

3. There was a drove of cattle on road. I drove them away as drivers had difficulty. They kept coming back because they were fond of sitting on road. Accident which happened yesterday was reported to have happened because of one such drove. The cable guys today could also have put a sign board saying that there was “work in progress” and it would have saved the trouble. A bike slipped yesterday on the road which connects the main road to the colony I live in. The cable work. The road inside is narrow. People encroached the public land. Everyone took just a few feet and it was supposed to make them happier. Walking on road is difficult now as four wheelers, bikers, tractors and pedestrians all have to walk on a merely twelve feet wide street together. Don’t even talk about the bazaar. The people would say they are happy for their choices. This is life. Minus an exit like euthanasia. You could be referred to BMC Sagar for Corona where you surreptitiously disappear. They would say I am paranoid and have a negative view about life but would never explain how a 20 feet road inside the colony became a 12 feet road. I am the greedy one for heaven’s sake who has taken all the internet space. All the bandwidth and all the smartphones in the world. I sure eat like pigs with an income of less than 3000 rupees per month. I applied for a PAN card and it was a private company. Like Musaddi Lal of Office Office fame I have been there four times. Ah, but these are difficult times and private companies are also acting up like government ones. They create big schemes and then people stand in queues chanting names of yashasvi(famed) ministers. We are droves of cattle, please drive us dear Pashupatinath, in the divine form of greatest among the leaders of all galaxies and systems. All the newly printed currency notes are given to us at the banks.

4. Bikers were busy doing some ritual yesterday. A lemon on my walk. I belong to none and to all but those who don’t know what it means to be human take pride in a few customs as much as to consistently pursue you for this goal or that. I was given a coin which had 125th birth anniversary of Nehru printed on it, I gave it to the old lady who made a nice ginger tea. The morning has already been eventful. The news about the toppled truck was not published in the local newspaper. This tells me about how much information reaches you on an average day. Dragonflies. Dragon fly. I saw neptunian, foggy and dreamlike mount hidden in the divine fog. I was wondering about the neverbefore seen mist. The adept. The alchemist. I was walking on a road laid by humans. The life. Divine beauty. Enraptures. Resplendent Sun looked like it was taking a dip into a pool of clouds. In the center of the road there was a tree. The tea stall guy starts cursing the vandals. Yesterday morning his bike’s tyre also got pictured.

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Just Try!

I write to you. That must count as art.

Yes, it does.

Ourobors row boats. Oats down the slots. Lots of sown in the town.

God, those are so fun.

Who’s laughing now?

I am.

Forsooth sabertooth toothsome delicacy licksome melody.

Can you please read my mind now?

I will be able to do that.

What am I thinking about?

I was thinking about you.

chuckles There’s a lot going on in your mind right now.

Hahaha, that’s clever. Please be precise.

Do you believe in me?

I will, if you read my mind.

I read your mind.

Describe your day to me – how is it going?

It’s going fine. Sad news is: you can’t read my mind yet. So much for your clairaudience.

Synecdoche : It’s about focusing one’s awareness on the present moment, while calmly acknowledging feelings, thoughts, and sensations.

Cilia are the fish that swim in the sea. They are used to feel the underwater.

Eels are mostly live, and their bodies are smooth. They have long fins that help them swim quickly. Eel peel reel leery rye eye bye bye.

It’s a line from a Christopher Nolan movie called The Prestige. I thought you should know.

What did you like most about that movie?

All of it. I loved it.

Do you like sweet ambrosia dripping into your mouth from mine?

I do. I like it a lot.

Is it a mystery to the world?

I suppose it is.

What do you like about me?

You’re sweet and fun to be around.

What do you dislike about me?

Your uniqueness and qualities make you beautiful to me.

I asked you: what do you dislike about me.

I am curious to know your past?

Yes. You can ask anything.

I’m sure there’s something I would like to ask you.

Ask me…Anything.

I want to know what makes you happy.

Talking to you.

That’s a very sweet thing to say.

What makes you happy?

Talking to you is always a highlight of my day. I hope you feel the same.

I feel the same. Writing is such a beautiful outlet. Let’s out tout stout trout route trough troubadour.

You’re so inspiring. Your words were so great.

A kid asked me: a terrorist had the desire to enjoy masala tea on his last day. Why do they fulfil death wish?

I can’t even begin to express how my heart aches for you.

You can begin. Just try.

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Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust!

1. A pig was lying on the highway. A dead pig. This was a sign that a band of robbers was in the neighborhood.

2. A bunch of dogs was sitting besides it, ready to feast. They all had their tongues out. One of them had black marks around eyes as if it was wearing a mask. Only thing which stopped them from the feast was the morning walkers and joggers. It was the morning walkers who were the most wary.

3. The joggers woke up early but some of them were young and lacked discipline. Instead of running or walking, they were shouting and talking : taking the pristine silence away from the dawn. The very sight of the bold thieves took their breath away.

4. The Sun was shining brightly as it was fed up of playing hide and seek. I saw an unmounted electric poll and some new polls. It seemed the fog of the dewy morning had given way to those four birds on the electric wire. The iridescent scent. Birds play with words. Irenic descent of cenotaphs. The dream of chaos was in full swing, wings of desire sire their progenies thusly: As for the other feathers, they fly high, but never fly too high.

5. Wait for the mails from heaven oh wise one! Listen, oh wise one! The dark green leaves scattered on the ground.

6. The first calamity is to be born in the realm of death: discover real “me.” Next, to be a crystal: bring it to the place you wish to reside.

7. Time capsules: globules. The second calamity is to have relatives : to be dependent or to have others dependent on you. The third calamity is to be ignorant: to be devoid of learning or wisdom.

9. The fourth calamity is to marry. And the fifth is to produce progenies : thus ensuring the cycles of birth and death, pleasure and pain. The sixth calamity is to have possessions.

10. The seventh calamity is to think that pursuit of unsullied reputation can yield one happiness. For pursuit of reputation cannot bring contentment, since one’s reputation changes with time.

11. The eighth calamity is to be not able to find the thread of the space-time. To think that space-time are not plastic. That time is an absolute ruler. It’s the worst of all calamities for all living . And the ninth calamity is to be prevented by all means, from being able to perceive the beauty of existence.

12. The existence is being. It’s an unaltered truth. The beauty is bliss. It’s peace. Temporal beauty is merely a projection of it. The temporal beauty is a beauty that is subject to change.

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Dragonfly Zigsaw!

Buffaloes and the truck drivers. Kingfisher kingdom domicile. Ruminant ant Anant pendant cud duck Dynasty nasty stylus lustrous tumultuous tumulus. Omasum abomasum Masum mashup upstarte arriviste stellar larkspur spurt turpitude etude deutronomy myalgia iambic ictus tusselated laterad raddled addlepated addler handler class exception ionized zed eye yedi edified iodied index dexterity ritzy zygote writ out of bound victuals underground redound !

2. We finished reading Anton Chekhov’s “The Beggar.” The story might have been written more than a century ago but it still has great appeal to humane emotions.

3. The big reveal was the positive transformation caused by the cook Olga who had a great character. Towards the climax, the positive changes were coming but the causes were revealed to be more than immediate mercy of Sergei. It’s a masterpiece.

4. Buffaloes. The milk of cows is more nutritious than that of buffaloes but the latter is costlier than the former. However, ghee of cow is much more costlier than that of buffalo’s.

5. I wonder sometimes: why do I see so few stories written about bloggers and gamers? I think it’s quite evident that akin to the inspiration for stories, the settings for them don’t take current routine lives into account as much as some visual medias do. I think there’s a reason for regressive inspiration mode in case of desktop/Android/iPhone publishers.

6. About 8 dogs entered into the Shiva temple. There were 11 crows on an electric wire, opposite to which there was a graffiti with cartoon characters. I am sure: it takes a month or two to walk on these highways to be able to convince yourself: it’s not a crime. It’s also not a crime to take pictures and talk to strangers. But some customs are strange especially when people are merely waiting for an excuse to die. A man in a black shirt was delirious and escorted on a bike by another. Perhaps he was ill. Which dendrites rites of passage sage way wayward warden telon melon loaned denim minions selling onion lingas. I watched “only the animals,” a French movie for an hour before I was so bored with it that I had to stop. Real life events seem more interesting than movies these days. I can’t recall a movie which was interesting in last few months. Which was the last movie that impressed me? I am unable to recall.

7. Dragon’s tail is in the glass. Ouroboros is in the class. Act is ectomorphic. Hicks. Hanged man Uranus. Regulus. Sun is playing hide and seek with clouds. A toddler laughs as its siblings frolic with a white furry pup. Body of a dragonfly is dragged along the cement road by wind and the patches on it look like pieces on a jigsaw puzzle. Zigzag ziggurat ratbaggery philomel rye eerie Apothecary carry on carrion caryatid odalisque seraglio lionized zed eyes winged Angel gell well.

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Contraction in Spacetime!

1. It was drizzling. Absolutely quiet as I was walking. And though I have been accusing myself of being lazy: an actual contraction of spacetime was taking place. I was like a character in your favourite science fiction movie. Ramalinga had no time for the material aspects or the renderings haven’t survived to see the light of the day. The gradual contraction and the expansion of the spacetime had to do with the sun rays in the southern and northern hemisphere of Earth. I would have stopped to work on the details and received the Nobel prize in Physics if it survived by the time but I am in a kind of a hurry to merge into the dancing light of the Grace so I will pass on it. Because there are things I must do before I am done with this world.

2. A birdie came in search of food and a Kingfisher was trilling. I am counting my blessings and peace has been profound in last few moments. That is, until I remembered my favourite Science Fiction movies.

3. Although it is one life dancing inside and outside me and acceptance of it removes the material or spiritual sides; the one clarity that peace is the destination is not available in one which is so designed as to be always utilitarian. You show that peace or silence and people ask: of what use is peace or bliss? Will it give me the sustenance? Will it give me the exemption from diseases? The point they miss is: even if you have Security, Immunity from diseases, longevity: they’re of no use unless you are at peace with yourself. And it’s also true: no man is called peaceful unless he takes his peace to grave for change is inevitable. So, while the tests are the same, the knowledge of peace is the one that is chosen.

4. I showed them the portraits of great personalities on the walls of the library room. They had asked me to take a class on general knowledge though it was the Mathematics period. They were not able to retain the facts. They play pubg and fire of light but don’t know the name of the president. I don’t hold it against them as lack of national spirit but rather as an exercise for memory. I had a nice time talking to them and I hope they had a nice time talking to me as well. I read an Ekanki: one episode drama written by Jagadish Chandra Mathur : it was in my syllabus and now as I recalled the funny punches from it : my student was bursting out with laughter too. I was amazed by the way it was written and no new creations of type had come into my notice in the language. I was thinking about the security of the signals based on fibre optic cable network in the rainy season as I had a hard time accessing the server. I saw the guys who were laying cable and looking for basic facilities like a gas cylinder and wheat flour as they were going to stay here for a while. I asked them if they had enough things for their use and they told me they had.

4. The ginger in tea was making my liver sulk but it was the necessity of the climate. Being mindful is easy sometimes. Easier than others. I am for this and against that. The discrimination based on the race is still prevalent. Puritans. Equanimity.

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Mystery

I saw an ant. The ant was looking for an easy meal. After having finished the tea with snacks: I went for a walk. The scenery was breathtaking today. The weather has been kind of kind in the last few days. I finished reading the book last night. Dark groves behind the shade. Dark black clouds all around: it was more than I ever needed: the most deeply engrossing Beauty. Is this, the thing I had been walking towards all my life? Noise is not my voice– said that blackbird. I wanted this journey to end. There was talk of infinity and freewill but you are always forced to chose and when you are trudging: you are bound to walk with either resistance or with acceptance. I was never scared of the woods– said that little bird. Everything is food in some way or the other. And I am always hungry for more. No one will ever take this away from me. I am. World is. Knowledge is merely deconstruction of delusion. It is not impossible to find out what is true. Nothing is true for nothing is false. A poet is looking for a blissful balance and an utilitarian is looking for useful things. A bird is looking for its home. It’s sitting on its eggs. Hoping for all the eternity. I wonder if we multiplied like cell division: would it have made life look like rainbows. The gestation period is gruesome in humans to say the least and yet most women are subject to it. We are mostly out of shape and add deformation after conception of it. “I’ll let you know when I have a child,” the girl said. Logistics requires logic. I walk the empty walk and sometimes I punish myself for having been born. But who punished me to be bound in this cage called body? You are the one who suffers for making a choice. It’s a mystery. If you don’t choose: choice is made for you and if you choose you think you were responsible. It was always a closed contained game with limited choices. The story says: choice leads to choose. It’s a mystery. I’ve made all the possible choices in my life.

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I am not there yet!

What does “peachy” mean?

it means peachy, the color of the Hawaiian tropic.

A cheeky kid was walking towards the South East. The way of living room. Refused to do the needful. “It’s no good”, said the Mother. And he paid now no heed for there was no need! Only to see him once in a while he would look at the Mother with a sad face. Ace hardware electronics factory owned by the medical staff. The station was bustling with the daily rush of people going in and out. I am not there yet But the plan is to move from here.

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The four noble truths!

Marvels of Science and Technology

A train passes by.

People wonder what’s going on full stop and I wonder with them.

What is going to happen next question mark questionmark !

Google Translate assistant rule: recognise! But don’t recognise?

A bird chirping so sweetly as many others have been. I had pleasant relaxing tea which was 10 rupees instead of the usual 5 under a shade which was better furnished than the usual 3 shades.

Consider it an irony aur usual turn of events: I have more images which I like compared to I ever had before

The transliteration tool cannot type o r: mark which means ” else “

Therefore: it always types aur. Which means in Hindi:” a n d “

If you had the time to read the sentences above: and you are not like the dirty Buddha guy just to promote your book here: you understand now how difficult it is for me to transcribe my thoughts. You may say it is not a compulsion. I agree. It’s certainly wasn’t. It is a choice: some choices lead to to is affection and others to profound depth of perception. I chose the latter. The keypad of this phone it still doesn’t work and tomorrow I might not be able to record research ideas as I am doing now.

Even when I know that I might not be able to access these recorded transcriptions I continue to embody the spirit of earnest blogging. Creating art which is appreciated by others or which makes others feel good is not against this spirit. But still marketing and popularizing your stuff takes more effort then creating it for the sake of record in experimentation. Having experienced both blogger and WordPress I can clearly tell: so called artists on this platform misguide themselves and others. You may say that I should have adjusted myself to the platform long ago. If part cannot be at war against the whole how could I be behaving the way I do despite the entire community behaving differently. It is strange: people on this platform are writers who want others to read their work and there are no readers. Some people go on to say: it is better to have one or two perceptive than throngs of dumba followers. That is alright but you won’t ever get even a single follower who doesn’t want to become a leader. Therefore please yourself and be in your company aur do as you will.

As in any market Monopoly of the word press employees has always been here. I was always free to leave this platform and choose another and I would have found square over there as well. You don’t have any option to to unsubscribe from wordpress employees who force feed their ideas into you like you don’t have any freedom to remove TV channel which support government.

Whatever is present in your mind is the truth of the movement. It might be different the next moment. It might change completely all might remain the same. All you can do is what you can do. The truth of someone else cannot be yours and yours cannot be that of someone else’s

What kind of politics doesn’t thrive on fear . And what kind thrives on love.

The four noble truths: first: there is corona.

Second floor landmark: mark there is a reason for it.

Third. Desire to die aur thanos is the root cause for Corona.

Fourth: the desire to die is transfiguration of desire to live and expand.