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Puneet Saxena

What is one word that describes you?

  1. When I was a friend of Brijgopal and Rakesh, I used to see Puneet as a carefree young boy in our class.
  2. Rakesh left the group and Puneet joined it.
  3. We used to roam around carefree. Unit tests in Maria Mata Convent School Chhatarpur were both a blessing and a curse. I had scored three marks out of twenty five, he had scored zero. Miss Anuja Rathore punished us both with a bamboo stick on palms of our hands.
  4. Puneet moved on when I joined Kuldeep Shukla to help improve my scores on unit tests.
  5. Puneet was well built, athletic and later developed fondness for memorizing entire songs like “Aati kyaa khandaala.” Had amazing memory which he seldom employed to memorize lessons.
  6. We used to play a rugby like tournament during breaks. Teams were fond of having Puneet on their sides because such players ensured victory. The game was a superhit.
  7. I was trying to develop a martial arts school which was obviously super flop because we had to wash our school dress, not just Rugby but also fights between giants like Avadhesh and Puneet used to render our shirts torn. We were not well respected at our homes.
  8. He never liked his nick name given to him by our maths teacher “Punnee-laal Parathe Waale” as he frequently used to bring paraathe in his tiffin.
  9. There was an author named Padumlaal Punnalaal Bakshi in our syllabus, therefore some of our classmates used to annoy him with such names.
  10. When we met decades afterwards during COVID years: he again insisted on how annoyed he was with such nicknames. His actual nickname was Robbie.
  11. He used to fervently tell about how he used to burn RGPV copies when review requests used to come. He wasn’t fond of making money. He said he loved his friends but he wasn’t fond of listening to advise. He had a big ego and he was an achiever too.
  12. I still remember how he came to my house once after school bells with other friends to collect a notebook. Notebook belonged to a girl. The notebooks were cross distributed by our maths teacher who wanted to promote Mohabattein in a monastery.
  13. Puneet, along with Avadhesh and Abhishek ( Rajpoot) ensured that I wasn’t focussing on studies. They used to create nuisances all the times.
  14. When Puneet met me during COVID we discussed eschatology. His house was one of the first few houses in that colony when we used to play during childhood. He showcased some strange device in 2021-22 to me, some hidden project he was working on. Needless to say the project was way ahead of my understanding of technology at that time.
  15. Yesterday I heard that Puneet is no more.
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Shri is Unpredictable!

1. I had a long walk to railway station after I was informed by my employer that they no longer needed my service. Rohan’s uncle paid me 30 rupees as a payment for six days of service.

2. I enjoyed visiting the station after a long time.

3. I hired a taxi with ‘Atul’ written on back of it on my walk back towards Chhatrasal Carrefour.

4. He charged me only 15 rupees though usual charge is 20 rupees.

5. I had two samose at chaat thela. They were cold. The couple of biscuit packets sustained me. Like yesterday, there was another batch of people meeting outside library. I shared my biscuits with a dog.

6. I heard them speak in meeting. I spotted Atul: the guy with moustache who used to frequent Pawan Gupta shop in my marijuana days.

7. Strangely: two of the faces on posters were Shuklas and one was named Anand Shukla. The guy from Khajuraho has a problem in his left leg.

8. They are struggling for pension. I am struggling for pocket money. They are all better off than me. I mean who gets a 1000 rupees per month these days? With another job lost i am left with Shri. She’s unpredictable.

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The Cult of Dancinglightofgrace!

1. I met Suyash who is preparing for competitive exams. He said he would give feedback to my blog posts if I share the link to my blog. I told him to google dancinglightofgrace WordPress. You know: this is bound to be read by at least one person. You know where I wrote that word(feedback) recently in comments. You know…

2. He emphasized on my being late for walk. Dr. Juhi Published an article on CFS. Aditi published a verse on ocean. You know who used to publish every poem within five minutes?

3. I was given only rupee note printed in 2020 today. It was given by Purushottam: the Juice seller guy. I should have taken a photo. It’s the only current currency.

4. I jogged in stadium after walk. The measurements between goal posts: 130 steps approx. Between the pillars: 10 steps plus.

5. I played five vocabulary jams. I scored 43525 ranks when about 80, 60, 70 players participated in various games.

6. Momos guy told it would take 10 minutes to fry them. I had a cream roll. My cream roll had no connection to a bearded guy smoking and looking at the Gaya Prasad Singh entrance. I enjoyed the cream roll. You may bypass the additional information.

7. Only guy who spit clearly this evening was the host of a bunch of gossiping people. The family ration store owner: my answer is: udaar charitanaam tu vasudhaiv Kutumbakam. Sanskrit dictum.

8. It’s translated as: for noble people the entire world is one family. Rise beyond kith and kin. Hindu and Muslim. Indian and Chinese. Rise and attain the heights attained by Vallalar.

9. I read a book written by Tagore. It had couple of Ekankis. Ekanki means: with only one number. The first one had a masters in art. The second one had Dukhiram(Dhaniram) and Vaidya(Ramcharan). The illustrations are new. The kitten was being teased by kids. The second one had corona like scenario. It took us a little time to read that book. Shri brought that book to library from her home. I read couple more plays written by Bhaas: one was about Bheem winning over Ghatotkacha. The other one was named Pancharatra. I couldn’t finish any of them because they weren’t intriguing.

10. There were three dogs in the field. Sitting peacefully. Moon is in Moola quarter two. I played free rice.

11. I keep reading some questions put to Gandhi in interviews. One of them is about his being made dictator.

I don’t think that high. Dictators die a bad death. Always. Look at Saddam. Look at Gaddafi. Look at Hitler. Gandhi also had a violent death after a prolonged fasting in which he was among rioting people in Kolkata. Osho was poisoned. Socrates was poisoned. Poets die peacefully. Look at Vallalar. He didn’t die. I would love to vanish leaving a fragrance of camphor behind me. The gutta purcha in my teeth first needs to get converted into some other matter.

If I were to make a cult:

1. Walking 10000 steps. Everyday. Bowling: 10 overs everyday. At least 4 days every week. Drinking plenty of water.

2. Chanting 10000 names everyday. Or playing games like vocabulary jams or crosswords. Equivalent of 5 jams. Cult should be open to all adult members. If they’re masters: they can also be teenagers. Donating food to poor people or animals or insects via trustworthy media such as free rice. If you can’t donate food: give your time for charity.

3. Listening to inner music or music of spheres. Meditation on dancinglightofgrace. Composing verses to exalt it.

4. Being vegetarians unless it was absolutely necessary to eat meat in a climate where nothing else was available.

5. Not being fidel to husbands or wives.

6. Not being fidel to parents or siblings or sons or daughters.

7. Speaking only Truth. But not to hurt others. Only to serve justice or to teach. Writing only Truth. Not stealing unless it was absolutely necessary to feed hungry stomach or mind.

8. No interdiction on pornography. No ban on jerking off. No ban on sexual intercourse. If you can afford it: have it. By mutual agreement. Not producing offsprings by understanding that the living areas are already overpopulated.

9. Not being fidel to romantic partners. Not being fidel to causes in any absolute sense but being fidel to experiments.

10. Not doing unto others what you don’t want others to do unto you.

11. Not speaking loudly. Not being fidel to posts like humanity or godliness.

12. Listening music only with earphones.

13. Meditation. Reading. Learning. Teaching. Exercise. Staying fit. Never going to doctors unless it was an emergency.

14. Never hurting others except by being silent. Not talking to others shouldn’t be taken as an offence.

15. Not giving unto fake religions or propaganda like corona.

16. Practicing breathing deep and mindfulness. Aspiring for nectar of immortality and Sanmaargam. The perfect understanding that you’re godhead as much as any other being or process is.

17. Mozart or instrumental music played as vehicle horns. On traffic signals. In schools. No verbal jargon.

18. Not producing offsprings. Not living in overpopulated areas. Everyone should have enough space where they can dance or sing or watch porn or themselves naked if necessary.

19. Being of help but not to thwart someone else’s progress. Never conspiring. Never joining groups like: Bajrang Dala, RSS, Bharat Swabhiman, Vishwa Hindu Parishad, ISIS, Jews, Christians, Atheists, Buddhism, Sikhism, Islam Humanity or Nagas. Or political parties like : Congress, BJP or Shivsena etc. Never voting.

20. Conversations should mostly be one-on-one. I would never be a leader. You see the cult and you move on as you know it’s same old same old.

21. Time travel is something worth being investigated. Like: leaving body at will.

22. Record your ideas. As often as you want to or need to. Even if nobody reads them.

23. Be fidel to yourself. Set your own goals and achieve them. Be a freelancer. Play your own games. Doubt : blue pill. Read. Trust: red pill. Experiment and learn.

24. Learn about darkness and light.

25. Know the light but hold onto darkness. Or know the darkness and hold onto the light.

26. Never take any life. Never kill any life forms unless your life is threatened. Even if you need to save yourself : try to escape. It’s your own life force that you weaken by killing a life form. Don’t take part in wars. Sports are best forms of channeling your anger and energy. Watch Grave of fireflies. Cry as often as you need to: even if you’re a male.

27. Eros and Thanos. Bal and Mot. Logos and Sophia. Husband and wife. Sister and brother. Darkness and light. Two friends. Two neighbors. Two enemies. Two languages. Two rivals. Two colors. Two fragrances. They’re worth being watched. Be a witness.

28. Be a witness to waking, sleeping and dreaming. Understand work, power and energy.

29. Live young, live free. Free from aging, decay, death and fear. Free from hunger and craving. Work for your own freedom and that of others.

30. None of what is present in my cult is new. Yet it’s fresh. You can’t bathe in the same river twice.

31. As of now: on 17112020: there are no members in my cult.

32. I am the only member of my cult. Cult can’t do anything illegal. Its members have to comply with the law of the lands they live in.

33. Death, sex and any other discussion isn’t taboo in my cult. But watch out for practice. You need to please kabbalists to get published. Theirs is the easiest system(the man model: purush sukta) of understanding reality. It matches with Hinduism to a great extent. Trust numbers. They’re secular. Keep counting.

34. All life forms are interdependent. Read a lot. Read at least 10 books per month. If you can’t: listen 10 books per month. If you can’t: watch ten movies per month. If you can’t : be a Hellen Keller to world.

35. Jishnu G. Nair: in the hall facing South East: in Oriental Institute of Science and Technology Bhopal in 2005 in presence of Swati Chugh and Amrita Bajaj: upon being asked by her(Swati): about me: said that I would find a cult. That I would create a new Dharma or religion.

36. It has been 15 years. I didn’t create any new cult. Jishnu was wrong.

37. Jishnu was only child of his parents. Jishnu had good powers of imagination. He helped me with Engineering drawing. Originally from Kerala. Could speak Malyalam and English along with Hindi. The first thing Jishnu did after getting a job: he got married. He appeared busy if asked any philosophical questions.

38. Jishnu made a remark about Swati’s braces. I hope Swati is comfortable with her teeth and symmetry now. I was charismatic indeed. Good long term memory. Emerging hero of EC branch, genius, psycho, baba, etc etc.

39. Jishnu was proud and told me: you have a superiority complex. Jigyasu was far more positive in his attitude. Every time I expressed a worry he came up with a positive reply. A Gemini to my Saggitarius. An optimist to my brooding nature. The duo always spent time in computer lab. They must be making millions now. Geeks.

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Tenet

1. This was a pleasant day. It might seem odd: as I have plenty of money to feed myself for next ten days: my students who once used to dominate me seem to have disappeared. Their reasons might have a basis in reality but all of them needed a place when I was weakest. Still waiting for recovery of all funds. Rupees hundred bonus.

2. Today’s game was top notch except a few shots hit on my loose balls. I didn’t expect this much of advancement but again: contacts have a tendency to proliferation : exponential like infamy. I was constantly worried about the safety of the smartphone because if it’s not there : music disappears and then I am again face to face with hounds who neither let you live nor let you die. Music was the greatest protection but in the innermost core such rotten fungus was found that I could never meditate for as long as it was needed. Such is the path of vegetarians. Path of people who have been conditioned to exercise purity of speech, conditioned to abstain from alcohol, drugs and meat. Conditioned to be original and studious. It’s a constant war and I haven’t seen the twilight zone bird since many days. I have reached some of the goals : like finishing the writing of the mantras in the first book(almost) and reaching 55000 grains(almost) on Free Rice, which amounts to one kilogram of rice donated on behalf of the United Nations World Food Programme Free Rice. On Vocabulary jam my performance has been improving but to gain the hall of fame like I did in the year 2017 is impossible because of the constraints. To be able to do any transactions online you either need good friends with bank accounts which means dependencies or PAN card which needs money. To be able to afford normal things would take at least ten years of systematic hard work whereas I don’t project more than ten days at once.

3. That police van isn’t back here means something. What it means is up to official interpreters for no matter what I assume : it would be contradicted: therefore I rely only on observations. There are no absolute authorities in rotary clubs. People who have enough money to spend can paste their banners on billboards. Today I saw one jeep which had “Bharat Sarkar” written on it. Usually it’s a designated driver as advertisement of government but today it was a vehicle with four or five people inside it.

4. Desires don’t know fulfilment. I am absolutely certain about it. Perhaps wish fulfilment happens in some heavenly dimensions where I have never been to. Here: stadium is available to me for a few hours of practice after a year without any guarantee. Same with the room I live in, the benches (dirty surroundings) I sit on. This is the civilization I lived in the last ten years. There is flux as Buddhism teaches about. It’s certain. The change is the only measurement of time. After having died and having become convinced of dreams and suggestions : though I need not be worried about what comes next : I still don’t know who really was an adept. Whether eight armed gods and goddesses and giant snakes in oceans exist or not. It’s a mystery.

5. It’s a good note. Waiting for the tenet.

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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.

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United Nations World Food Program: Free Rice!

I just raised 24000 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 went to stadium without an umbrella. It started to rain after I watched three boys play basketball.

2. At the pavilion: I observed some guys getting trained at various athletic exercises. I also observed a calm guy practicing meditation. I kept listening to divine melodies. My friends were playing cricket in the academy. They have cancelled the trip to Lavakushanagar. Vaibhav seems to have developed good bonding with the coach and the new entry from the Chetgiri Colony is an enthusiastic learner. The MVM boys who practiced catching the ball with me were disciplined in their approach.

3. I saw a student who took couple of English lessons from me when I used to go for long walks to Brijpura. I asked him why they stopped attending my classes and he replied: “girls in our batch had some problem.” The contract with the owner of the coaching didn’t mention any such problems. I tried my best to deliver and teach but he kind of disappeared from the scene : keeping the kids on the forefront. As on all previous occasions : whatever came through my mother, brothers or father or grandmother: always had duplicity or underhand tactics. Never stating clearly what was going on there. I was not there to take lessons but to teach and to earn a living. They made a joke of the contract and a joke of themselves as I had already written well in advance on this very blog. Good riddance.

4. I had a nice time in library reading some Vaishnava bhakti literature as I catalogued the books. Ankit: the oldest acquaintance in the Gandhi Bhavan greeted me from the “peeping tom” hole. I hastened to catalogue books and took no more than thirty minutes to get out. Two minutes extra.

5. It was rare to meet Dhaniraam outside the Poha shop near stadium. Prashant Khare and Vaibhav were present. They told that he never eats what is given to him and puts it on trees for birds. I didn’t know that about him. I gave him the samosa I was going to have and he also asked for a bit of Poha from the shop owner.

6. It was slightly difficult to walk as it was drizzling and slippers were slipping. I was also concerned about the safety of the smartphone.

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Frequency!

1. Architects . Architectonickelodian

2. I bought a lower. A red coloured one with ‘happiness’ written on it.

3. I had a cone. A softy after a recharge guy had a red and white cigarette.

4. The garbage was disposed off.

5. I am supposed to keep books for binding in the capacity of the helper for the library.

6. O my god two is the movie project on which a rapid alternative universe team is working.

7. I am playing cricket in morning and evening. As instructed by the vallalar.

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Mister Dolittle!

22.6.2020

1. Time is the only stamp. The pictures don’t tell if I was feeling comfortable or uncomfortable.

2. China, Corona and drizzling is the news. The latest. I had a short trip with some friends to a village. It wasn’t what I expected it to be. I kept puking. Akon is developing a new crypto currency and a new city. Here is a song which was a pleasure once from the vocal belting maestro: don’t matter.

3. We saw monkeys on our way and back but no tigers in the buffer zone. It was a small journey and it was after a long time. I wanted it to end as soon as possible. Towards the end I wondered if I wanted to squelch it off from my memory. The stone shall be reminder: going out of comfort zones and unplanned trips. What is a routine for someone might be an adventure for others and an addiction for another.

Cold Stone: 22.6.2020

3.

The Hut

What was the moot point?

Why did Modi use Gandhi selectively? Why was he being compared to him? Why did it matter?

4.

Mister Chamleone!

It all started here. The warehouse. Mr. Chamleone has his left hand holding the stem tightly. The right hand is free and he looks at me with a swaggering pride–almost panache. Panacea pansy pants panatela telamon monstrous monsoon sisyphean citadels.

5

The Crooked Roads.

The crooked roads. Sidewinding sidewalks. Sideways and sudden breaks caused my multiple deaths.

6.

We concluded that there are no great humans. Just myth which is busted with a very little digging. But you need something to gossip about. You need someone to gossip about. Maybe you don’t. Maybe it’s just me.

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Temperature dropped again.

1. Ajit Jogi and Bezaan Daaruwaala leave.

2. I met an octagenerian. He used to live here as a tenant. The fact that I began reading literature written by Shriram Sharma and continued reading it till I left for Kota, Rajasthan for the preparation of JEE was made possible by him. He had an ample amount of literature which he had purchased during the 1992 Ashvamedh Yajna. He was an officer in the education department. A martinate. A bit peevish. He’s currently suffering from consumption, like my grandmother . The meeting today was brief.

3. There was again a lightning episode yesterday which killed three young men in a village nearby. They were in their farmhouse for picnic.

4. Temperature dropped again. On May 13, it was for the first time: I participated in the prayer meeting. I was enjoying a bike ride in a thunderstorm and my uncle who had planned to join me had to drop out because of the weather after we had a visit to the temple of the Goddess.

5. Our matches are turning out to be low scoring these days. I expect that young people would understand apocalypse. I forget my multiple demises. I can’t keep my experience in mind while I communicate with them. Cricket.

6. Height experiments are fun to demonstrate. I was successful in showing it to 3 witnesses. My height is variable between two measures. It has been consistently so.

7. As I was weeding out the carrot grass: I saw a black monkey. It was near the mango tree. Near the green tomb of the saint. I uprooted 100 plants. I had conversation about Bengal : Karna, Mahabharata, Angadesha and devotional anecdotes. It was after my reading of rice cultivation.

8. The day was rich only because of the weather. Unless the temperature was bearable I wouldn’t have been able to write this note comfortably. I saw the maid on my walk back from the wilderness. She had sent her two daughters for work because she had injured her right hand middle finger. Similarly my uncle injured his while trying to chip the Supari as I was taking a nap on sofa on Sunday.

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Tohu Minus Three.

Indignant indigo

An ant on penant

Penchant for chanting

Hantai junta

Pronounced Janta

Hunter hunter

Digs deep into pigs

Weeps week

Weak sweepstakes

Takes : one, two and three.

No lunch for free,

Bunch of abstemious raconteur up the hill with hypnotic trance.

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The Friend of the World: VishwaMitra!

1. International Nurse Day.

2. 12.5.2020=23=5.

3. Subha Nitya Yoga: auspicious.

4. Kaal sharp Yoga.

5. Gemini rises with Rahu.

6. Pluto, Jupiter, Saturn, Moon in Uttarashadha. Ruled by Sun.

7. Atmakaraka Moon being in the same sign Sagittarius in navamsa and lagna.

8. Sun with Moon in Navamsa: royal assignment. In Sagittarius: fall from a high place.

9. Saturn retrograde.

10. Nakul Yoni. Gorakhnath. Mangoose. Fourth legitimate son of Kunti: wife of Pandu and fifth in total including Karana the son of Sun.

11. I am reading a book on linguistics given by a neighbour who is pursuing his master’s in English literature. I read about work of Patanjali, Panini and Katayayna and name of Patanjali as a linguist amazed me. Panini is considered the prime linguist in Sanskrit with his Ashta dhyayi being the authoritative book on the subject.

12. It’s Jiddu Krishnamurti birthday. His saying: you’re the world was a confirmation in college in 2005. An Einstein in metaphysics: perhaps the only thinker contemporary to Rajneesh Osho who was respected by him. I read his biography by Pupul Jayakar. What pained me most?

A. The manner of his awakening. Nitai, his brother suffered along with him.

B. His demise: he realised in the very end: that despite being the world teacher and a 12 cylinder engine–he had to suffer before shedding off the mortal coil. UG kept criticizing him all through his life but he was a major influence.

International Nurse Day: my ashram head in Jagannath Ghat, Jnana Gudri told me: he had decided to remain a renunciate: then once he was admitted in a hospital because of an electric shock and wanted to marry the nurse because of the change of his heart. His guru venerated Ishvara Puri made him marry in his own caste: following tradition.

13. It rained a bit. I bought a new earphone. This is what North Eastern skies look like from my roof this morning at 9:23 AM as I listen to Spotify : Aum Namaha Shivaya by Vaishnavi Brassey and company with a wonderful background music. I am grateful for the tea I had this morning. The biscuits, the fresh air, this ability to share my experience with you via Word Press.

14. I am participating in a prayer meeting in my neighborhood with my friend AT. His grandfather, a retired principal and a renowned astrologer along with his cousins join to chant Gayatri Mantra. The guided meditation is in the voice of Pandit Shriram Sharma, the founder of All World Gayatri Parivaar. And Dr. Pranav Pandya, M.D. We meditate for world peace spreading positive vibrations to help speedy recovery of all of us. Vishwa Mitra is the Drishta of this vedic mantra. His name means a friend of world. I feel good by saying this prayer in a group. A group where my voice is one of many.