Weather turned bad now / Silence is the loudest sound / I have had my full I’m falling for you And you got me feeling like a child in love What shall I give you ? I am yours. I can see your heaven / May angels watch over you / And the Rest of our lives . I waited for you and now you’re here! Don’t get around much anymore I don’t want to have to live like this anymore. You’re a runaway love I’ve got you on my mind You are all I ever needed. I think you’re perfect. You know you’re the one. Every day is a gift You are the gift oh most gracious presence! If it’s not you You’re not perfect for me.
One. Silence of cemeteries. Crickets and other insects are buzzing at high pitch. There are marks of sliding of leeches on the stone pavements. The banana leaves have been performing amazing dance full stop there has been a thick layer of Clouds on sky since morning but no signs of rain. A peacock and Nightingale have been singing intermittently and the Bells in the nearby Hanuman temple c h i m e.
2. It was exceedingly silent today for some reason it has been so on some occasions. I followed some news only to find that some substantial steps have been taken by government to indicate that China is no longer going to be a good business partner and the burning of Chinese items by various people in Different cities and States is not merely for show.
3. It is the world Olympic day. Olympics have been celebrated as the human spirit of sportsmanship and camaraderie.. this year Olympics were cancelled and the city of Tokyo which was prepared to host it is prepared to organise next year. Another news related to Asia China has been successful after along trial period to achieve the speed of 600 km per hour with its new advanced bullet train.
4. My student with bhajan playing on his smart phone puts his hand on my left shoulder to startle me. I found this lyrics to be soothing.
1. Sun, Moon and its North node conjoined in the fourth quarter of Orion–Mrigshira to make this occultation possible. Six retrograde planets along with Naaga Karana, Ganda Yoga and international Yoga Day. Ganda means garland.
2. World Music Day. Father’s day. I don’t know how many times mother’s and father’s day is celebrated every year.
3. It’s quiet here. I had a conversation with a retired teacher in his seventies.
4. Birds are chirping around me. Vehicles passing nearby. Sun is playing hide and seek in the clouds.
5. I need to take a class after a while. The stadium was closed again. The local admins seem to be acting on whim. Extraordinary times. Prime Minister Modi didn’t even utter a single word criticizing the violence in the JNU campus earlier this year. How can he use ideals of Gandhi while talking about “cleanliness is godliness?”
6. The owner of the mobile company running this country from behind the screens openly tweeted against a celebrity. Was it genuine? I don’t know. But he could have told his employee silently about firing him. Why use rhetoric and create ado?
7. I am not popular. That’s the only reason I am able to write for now. I was beaten by the police on April 11 for seemingly nonsense reasons.
8. Stadium might be open or close. Nobody would talk about Euthanasia. Draconian rule was the “golden age promised in the twenty first century.”
I had a brief conversation with a dancer and actor who has been a practitioner of the art forms for about a decade and a half. The birds are chirping and insects are buzzing and the cows are mowing and some crows are also adding to the chorus. Analysis kills the art but I cannot give up. Yesterday it was humidity today it is fresh air because there was drizzling in night.
If you find typos here and there you can only consider that I don’t have requisite equipments. My learning curve has brought me here and you can see frequent posts on this blog. I am Brighter Than you think. I can edit better and I can write with better grammar and punctuation. But constraints at present make it very difficult to publish something which is up to the standard of publishing offline via some reputable publishing house. I do not hesitate even for a second to declare that all of this is for myself. It clearly means that if you never read me again it won’t affect me at all. I will never miss your presence aur aur comments or likes. I am absolutely certain about this
Dragonflies and mango trees are dancing in the breeze which is soothing. News channels and papers are busy with agitprop and my home space is filled with vicious talks about Bureaucracy and courtroom drama. The Grand house of householders has agenda of the so called house owners who are slaves to their dreams fancies and wants and desires. Put your fake problems before the comfort Of Those who work to maintain peace and harmony. This is what ego takes delight in. Being a third grade helping teacher in the government my father always took delight in trying to cancel his transfers which have been frequent in the last few years.
He would have loved to be a politician or at least an IAS officer but the stars were not very kind to him.. these days he is busy and often repeatedly rehashing the same bull shit everyday. It is about his contacts with politicians in high places who would help him cancel his transfer. He has been successful in cancelling his transfers in the past and by getting this challenge he gets something to achieve on in his otherwise empty existence.
If not this then the courtroom drama with the in laws of my sibling. The dowry was the issue since the beginning and the in-laws did not leave even me. They wanted to Drag Me To The court knowing well in full that I avoided company at every occasion. And when I say that I have avoided it literally means avoiding. In the five-year history I did not even talk to them for 5 minutes. And yet they wanted me to be subject to the courtroom drama.
This is the field I am talking about. After bringing me here from Brindavana with the excuse mother’s health being critical did not let me go. I tried at least six Times.
Other than my younger sibling and grandmother who are completely in disciplined and reckless. To keep spitting tobacco members of the family left no opportunity to harass me in subtle as well as obvious ways.
Neighbours and relatives left no no opportunity to insult me and ensure that I am put under pressure to marry and work for my living while I am not allowed to leave for the places where I would be best suited to work. They took away my money as well as documents leaving me stranded.
If all of my friends relatives family members and people of my country to disappear due to some Catastrophe aur miracle I would not even buzz. They wanted me to change in ways conducive for proliferating rotten ideas. You can see how well they have been doing.
I have often thought about avoiding such draining articles. In the best of weather we should focus on writing down ideas which look suitable and pleasant. but the best of human stories are those which are imbued with deepest of emotions.
It is what it is. As if written in the Stone I cannot change it. I had many wants and desire but now I have none.
A truck passed by the bypass road. Struck by the Nagin horn I kept scribbling. Trees and plants are dancing in the breeze which is very high speed. Breathing Deep in UK weather Leeds leads. It is not less than a miracle that I found an hour here to note down my ideas. I am grateful to my existence because first I created a direction to my life and then imagined obstructions in achieving the goals earning money is difficult
Answer 1. Patriotism is willing to die for foolish reasons. Source: bertrand Russell
17.6.2020
Hi we are back at patriotism. Elections are approaching and Corona alone might not be enough. My nani that is my maternal grandmother abused China by using the word Harami yesterday. Was she justified in doing so ? That is for you to ponder. Harami means one who is bastard.
Stadium is still closed for me. The climate is soothing. Birds are twittering and flowers dancing. Ants are as usual busy searching their food. This I suppose is the end of the news. Patriotism. Virus outbreak uncontrollable. Documentation and more documentation.
1 guy in Bareilly Uttar Pradesh committed suicide in the fashion the popular celebrity Sushant Singh Rajput had committed because he was sad that the celebrity had committed suicide. The cult develops around Sushant Singh Rajput who commits suicide in his name you should not be surprised. The Mysterious case is being scrutinized by the entire country. And you clearly know the culprit won’t be found. I hope you will help raise awareness for Euthanasia.
Wine is costlier in Uttar Pradesh beginning today. That is a sad news.
This post might be considered a tribute to Ravish Kumar. But it really is not.
I have my student with me here outside the library of Gandhi Smarak Bhawan. It is raining cats and dogs.
We are in a Jolly good mood because of the rainfall and Storm. The wind is very fierce and we have been frolicking making fun joking about personality traits.
This is a friendly interview so please take it in your stride and don’t mind it.
Question 1. Have you lost your way?
Answer 1. No.
Question 2. How to reach God?
Answer 2. What what do you mean by God?
Question 3. { The interviewer parted by the second question because of a phone call which stretched indefinitely. The interviewee carried on with his business of teaching.}
They have dispersed now. Storm seems to have relaxed. The thunderstorm is not as frequent in this region therefore it is entertaining for us.
Clouds bursting. I was recounting some linguistic accidents. These people look bored now. The adventurous spirit which was present in the beginning has died down. Now it is more about the drainage of water than about the rainfall. In a while I will far from here my bike is drenched in the rain. Boys in my vicinity will not be able to get even today.
Four boys drowned in the river Kane today. Today morning I was reading that out of 20 years of this century for the 13 years we had less than required rainfall. That is why most of the labourers had to escape to distant regions for earning their livelihood. Some of them have come due to the covid-19. For most of the time we were not even conscious of having a liver in our town.
If 25000 people die every day in India why do I not see any complaints about lack of availability of space for their funeral rites. Why would only 400 deaths per day I would create search a fuss about the last rites? Refer to the recent video shared by someone about the lack of availability office space for funeral RITES in Delhi. That is a fake news or actual count of people who have been dying recently because of the virus is much higher.
Nothing really is happening. It is the same news everyday. Agitprop pops up everyday. As usual Kangana Ranaut makes no sense. I don’t even want to give an explanation for this statement. Please help raise awareness for Euthanasia
May I ask you a question please? What is the number of mango trees inside Gandhi Smarak Bhawan?
There are about 130 mango trees out of which 21 have been producing fruits.
Frog is singing a song in the well besides which we are sitting. I ask my student another question: do you know the meaning of occupationalhazard?
He doesn’t know he nods his head. The question occurred to me because yesterday I saw some marks on his face. This guy has been plucking down mangoes : raw mangoes from trees the juice of the raw mangoes has created those marks on his face I I think ok he should have been wearing a mask while working around the mangoes but the organisation has not provided that mask for him . This is an example of organisations not taking proper care of their workers. This is an occupational hazard an example of occupational hazard is also me teaching him besides the well where v have a wire: naked wire with live current in it. If I am not careful this current can hurt both of us. The impression of occupational Hazard in his memory will get embedded by it.
Gandhi Bhavan
My student is hungry. After having finished assignments which were pending since last 3 days we had some time to discuss vocabulary. The world ending as well as pendulum and impending have the same route which relates them to time.
The area where we are standing right now is the most oxygen rich area inside the premises and maybe it is the most oxygen rich area inside the city. It is a biosphere. It is a buffer zone. it is a treasure.
I don’t know which kind of planetary conjunction is making my students leave the city. One of them left today morning and would not be available for next 3 days and this one is also going to leave very soon obviously after paying my fees. But the only hope is that I might be able to teach him via Internet connection provided we both have the same internet connection and availability of proper signals as this is a rainy season now. He wants me to teach him models for next 5 days so that he can master the examples with which we can practice models. Some peacocks are singing in the nearby field and a tractor on the bypass road can be heard.
I just check the clock and it has been only 5 minutes so far. Although it happens rarely I have been given the opportunity to speak first by my student today. Maybe because I have helped him with assignments.
Live is a word which is used both as a a verb and as an adjective. Living organism lives by doing certain things. In this sentence lives is a verb which indicates that a life form is living or functioning as an entity.
Live program is type of program which is being telecast or being broadcast via electronic media at the same time it is happening.
A leaf is the the most visible and perhaps the most productive part of a tree or a plant. The plural of leaf is leaves. The word for holidays applied by an employee is also called leaves. When someone leaves for their village they go to the company of many leaves that is why they write an application to their supervisors on flats leaves and Palm leaves. I hope my student is not confused by my explanation and has understood the difference between these usages.
This is me reporting. It is 8:31 a.m. inside the premises of Gandhi Smarak Bhawan. I just observed a hummingbird on the branch of a mango tree. I can hear the birds chirping nearby. Their twittering is soothing in what is otherwise a hot humid and harrassing climate. It has been suffocating in thelast few days. My pupil and friend tells me he had hard time sleeping last night. I asked him to speak without interruptions for a while he spoke about our surroundings for 12 minutes. Now some cows are approaching us I can also hear the sound of an airplane passing.
I am also supposed to speak for about 12 minutes and 5 minutes have already passed. I can see the Good Shepherd trying to sweep dry mango leaves with his bamboo stick. I salute him and ask his name is Ram Lakhan. He shouts calling the name of the cow. The name is Laali which means a Maroon or dark red hue which is similar to the colour of lipstick worn by women normally.
You might think that I wanted to speak about other things. I wanted to give feedback on what my students spoke about. And the introduction has already taken seven minutes. My student says that you speak too much and don’t let me speak. I told you already all of us are fond of our own voices. We all love to hear our own voices. And the truth is all voices are our own voices. But the ego says that the identity which is being exposed by it right now must be used to generate unique voice.
I am supposed to speak with a low pitch and Tempo as my student requested it in order to help him understand clearly what I speak. The key note of his entire talk was the date tree which I suggested him as the subject on which he should have spoken. I initiated the conversation with the most popular was spoken by mistake poet Kabir:
What is the use of being so tall if you cannot provide fruits or shade.
He told me that the fruits of this tree are used for making brown sugar in the state of Bengal. It has stems and leaves but no branches. It has a root which is white and juicy. It is rich in fibre and known as Gaava. Its Thorns are poisonous. It is a very useful tree for Handlooms and making brooms.
I might not have been able to cover that entire talk on this tree. But it is true that Mystic poet Kabir was not actually talking about the tree. As the discussion with my student revealed this tree is actually a very useful tree. The poet was insinuating the people with grand egos who have great achievements but cannot be useful to our society at large. I have taken 17 minutes instead of 12. I stop my talk here and proceed for the discussion with my student.
1. Brahmani is the best name given to any lizards found in my village. It is passing by me towards the mound on the left side. It is not interested in me is it seems hungry looking for its food here and there.
2. In a way we have been encroaching on their territory. For a while it senses my energy and finds it to be alarming. I notice a small hole on its neck.
Insects; bramhani eats.
3. I observe the dancing plants and couple of red ants. I am gradually learning to appreciate the importance of accurate pronunciation. The well here might be 150 years old. We are supposed to celebrate Gandhi 150. It is 150 years since Gandhi was born in Porbandar Gujarat. This time around last year we went to administer and organise some quizzes in various schools of our town on behalf of Gandhi Smarak Bhawan in order to increase the awareness for Gandhi 150. But unfortunatly covid-19 pandemic has overshadowed this year’s work and celebrations.
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7.6.2020
It seems as if everyone has lost the way. But the truth is there was no way. The truth is you never lose the way. The truth is you are always at home. The truth is this is the complete truth nothing but the truth.
Right now I am inside the library of Gandhi Bhavan. First I visited place about 2 years ago. And I met this young man who is before me right now. He was wearing a white towel on that day and I was in a white shirt and I asked him about library. He took me to the office there I met Mr Ankit who graciously replied to my queries with affirmative and redirected me towards Mr Ram Charan Vidyarthi who happened to be the librarian here. Now I come back to this present day and feel that this journey has been very fulfilling. Gandhi Smarak Nidhi has contributed in making my Life richer , these books here have a story to tell I worked diligently to catalogue these books with the permission of authorities and along with the ghost , Demons and all kind of supernatural phenomenon I completed this arduous task with rich experience. I feel that some events which happen in your life at crucial times of your struggle tend to become memorable turning points in your life thank you for reading.
In his third book on Narmada journey–Vegad tells about one Baba’s account in the chapter 9–i found it strange enough to translate it into English:
“It was the first day as we walked from Borkhedi. I had only one chador left after being plundered multiple times. Enervated I stayed at a Bheel’s hut one evening. He offered me bread made of jwaar. In the morning as I had progressed merely half a kilometer-he appeared. He points towards the chador with the gesture –insinuating me to put it down. I gave it but laughed-“I was at your home yesterday, you should have taken it then, why did you trouble yourself this much-“-you were my guest yesterday, he said”
The one who was the guest yesterday is the prey today.
Dancing light of grace 