Saturday, October 28, 2017

What They Seek

While the Christian and the Moslem seek dominion, the simple Hindoo seeks his experience with spirituality, what some call God. As a famous person once said, the Earth belongs to the meek. At least, that is how the simple Hindoo makes peace with all the belittling of the Hindoos and Hindooism that goes on in India, the birthplace of Hindooism.

PS: Spell check is a pesky brat, always changing spellings from what I want them to be.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Bakr Id and Tanning

To take an example, let us consider Bakr Id in the country of Bangladesh, the size of a state in India. Bangladeshis slaughter 3 million goats on the day of Bakr id. Roads turn into rivers of blood and the animals are slaughtered according to certain rituals which means torture before death by slowly slitting the throat while arcane formulae are recited. This, for over 3 million goats and God knows how many other animals just in the country of Bangladesh.

Now each goat contributes 2.9 cubic meters of methane a year to the atmosphere and each cubic meter is 0.717 kg. This translates to over 155 Million kilograms of CO2 equivalent (as 1 kg of Methane is equivalent to 25 kg of CO2) just for one day of Bakr id from a rather small country.

Just imagine the amount of green house gases released all over the world only for the purpose of satisfying culinary lust.

The tanning industry is perhaps the greatest polluter of water bodies in India. yet nothing much has been done against them as that would hurt the sensibilities of a particular community.

But Deepavali, which is perhaps the single most important festival of Hindus, can be targeted in a country where the Hindus are a majority. I wonder what the powers are behind the scenes. Even Modi seems powerless to stop them.

Monday, October 02, 2017

The Nature of Jackals

There has been a constant stream of bad press on the present Indian government. Well, it is in the nature of jackals to howl and in the nature of The Lion to ignore such howling and focus on what needs to be done.

They couldn't beat him by threatening war. So now they instigate jackals against him.


I wish I had named this blog for Bana and Kalidasa are closer to my roots than are Ghalib and Shakespeare. Amazing how overpowering certain ways of brainwashing are.

A La Tesla

I am like Tesla. Tesla said he was a just a receiver of ideas and thoughts from the source. I and the this blog are the same. We are just amplifiers of these ideas and thoughts on the way from the source to you.

Being Positive

Ye dhuan ke saath yun roshini uthi chirag se
Ye khwaab mein duba tha main
Uth raha hoon khwab se
Mubaraken humhi ke hum
Jahan ke noor ban rahen (shayad)

Adapted from the song Ajeeb Daastaan Hein Ye from the movie Dil Apna Aur Preet Parai. Haven't seen this movie.

Note: The word noor in urdu means light. Autocorrect changed it to noir. Autocorrect has no idea how wrong it is.

Question: Why does the djinni that comes from a chirag always arise in form of dhuan instead of roshini?
Answer: We are changing this part of the story.

Man, am I arrogant... but this time in a humble way... :)

Dooba dooba rehtha hoon khwaabon mein tere
Deewana ban raha hoon mein khwaabon ke tere
Deewanapan se sudharne do, khwaabon se uthne do

Saturday, July 08, 2017

Is God Needed for Humility to Exist?

In the 21st century, perhaps what the world needs more than anything else is humility. For the powers we possess are so vast that we are just beginning to comprehend them.

I think true humility, from deep down, on a collective scale, is required now more than ever if we are to survive the transitions that are coming.

Thursday, May 04, 2017

One Pack

No shepherd, and one herd!

                     - Nietzsche

No alpha, and one pack!


Isnt the elevation of the downtrodden and the appreciation of the beauty of the universe and the continued quenching of our curiosities enough purpose for living? 

Do we even need any other reason for living than enjoying the joy of those we love?

Monday, May 01, 2017

Friday, March 24, 2017

Organized Mainstream Data Thievery

What do we call someone who takes something from us against our wish? A bully or a thief. That is what Amazon is. They do not allow us to retain the privacy of our thoughts regarding books. All comments, all highlights, how long you take to read, what time you read, everything goes back to Amazon and we have no option to stop it other than by not syncing kindle. And you can’t read a new book you have downloaded without syncing. Here on, I am only going to paste PDFs to my kindle voyage through my computer. No more buying on Amazon. We badly need a law on data rights, one strongly in favour of the consumer.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Life Time

How many times have I died and how many times have I been born, all in this lifetime?

Unrequited Love

Imagine this beautiful scene. You are looking out of a window at a snow topped mountain. The red rays of the setting sun paint the snowy top of the mountain. You want to stay in that moment forever.

Imagine how, for so many years past, before you were even born this must have been and for how many many years after you die it will continue to be. You care so much about it, yet it cares not one whit about you, nor will it ever.

If this is not unrequited love, what is? And yet you care not.

But yet in many ways, love given by humanity to nature is not unrequited. For nature returns in full measure and more the love that humanity gives it.

Adapted from a portion of an essay by Schroedinger.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017


Story goes that Cingeto and his brother challenged each other for the suzerainty over the Gauls. The contest was that each had to brand the other on the back with hot metal rods. This had to be done in turns. The first one to stop would be the loser. How much longer do we go on like this? Cygnet won and became Vercingetorix. Autocorrect changed Cingeto to Cygnet. I thought I'd leave it that way.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Mahayana and the Yogin

“The ultimate goal of our religion is emancipation from the bondage of material nature and freedom from individual rebirth, and certain souls, among the highest we have known, have been drawn by the attraction of the final hush and purity to dissociate themselves from life and bodily action in order more swiftly and easily to reach the goal….  

It is for this reason that Sri Krishna laid so much stress on the perfect Yogin’s cleaving to life and human activity even after his need of them were over, lest the people, following as they do the example of their best, turn away from their Dharma and bastard confusion reign. The ideal Yogin is no withdrawn and pent-up force, but ever engaged in doing good to all creatures,”

              -       Shri Aurobindo

One of my friends who has studied much Buddhism told me that he sees the difference between Theravada and Mahayana Buddhism being that Theravada Buddhism considers achievement of Buddha state to the be the ultimate goal whereas Mahayana Buddhism considers helping all beings on the path to Buddha state to be the highest calling.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017


"Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower."

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." –Camus

Hey Sculptor!

A guilty conscience needs to confess.
A work of art is a confession.
- Albert Camus

Hey sculptor, what are you guilty of? Well, I am waiting. Out with it.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Adi Cha Antam Cha

You read that right. It is Adi cha Antam cha, not Atman cha. The title in sanskrit means The Beginning and the End. Well, it came up because I was wondering where I begin and where I end. Fascinating what is happening except for the pestilential temporal interstitions that cause a lot of unhappiness that is unbearable. Makes me wonder who gains.

Sunday, January 08, 2017


I admire people who have no need of a God. They must be truly great to not need one. There was a time when I did not believe in God. It was out of ignorance, not arrogance.

There are at least two reasons I need God. One, so that I have a role model. That’s right. It is not that I have transcended present and past role models in corporeal form. The question is this, metaphorically speaking, how many people past or present can meditate with a snake hissing in their ears? How many people can hold still a thought as easily as holding a deer all trussed up? Thoughts are after all like so many frightened deer darting hither and thither.

The second reason is that I need a support in time of spiritual crises. I have not transcended this need. I glad that I am now at least aware of this need. However I have some arrogance in me that baulks at the thought of taking such support. Fortunately, the saner part of my psyche knows very well that I have a long way to go before I can do away with the God crutch and be independent.

Do not mistake me, as far as God is concerned, there not an ounce of irreverence. Only utter humility. But there are many other ways in which my arrogance is reflected in this piece. For those who see them, please forgive me. For the arrogance has arisen out of fear. Here go back to the first reason I need God, to be able to meditate with a snake hissing in my ear.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

The Next Hill

Perhaps ever since Man was born, his progress owes much to his desire to know, in the words of Alexander the Great, "What is beyond the next hill."

Our psyche, which is primarily responsible for all historical changes wrought by the hand of man on the face of this planet, remains an insoluble puzzle and an incomprehensible wonder, an object of abiding perplexity - a feature it shares with all Nature's secrets.  - C. G. Jung

Some of the secrets of Nature have begun unravelling, only to reveal many more. Do we know how far we need to keep tunneling to get to the other end, if at all there is an other end. With regard to the psyche (forgive me if I use the term rather loosely), let us say we get to read thoughts of other beings. To make a continent of Man, to make the waters recede, is perhaps the next great step in our evolution. I hope there becomes one day, one Pangea, not separate continents. How beautiful that would be.

The question then comes full circle, how do we know the other minds truly exist and are not figments of our imagination. How do we know we are not just simulations, as some popular theories go? Do we know the purpose of our existence? What happens when we discover our purpose? Who or what guides my fingers as they type? So many fascinating questions. I could keep ruminating on them while I stare at nothing. There might not be much purpose to my ruminations other than a certain pleasure they give me. I have also observed in the past that ruminations have led to interesting insights.

Sunday, September 18, 2016


god is a terrible fellow when it comes to meting out judgements and punishments for errors deliberate, deliberately induced and uncommitted, just perceived. I wonder who punishes this god for his Mistakes. Considering places like Pakistan, Sudan and North Korea, he is a pretty incompetent fellow. I wonder what the motivations are for his actions.

Tuesday, September 06, 2016

Elegy of a Voyage

The Moon came out. It's purpose was unclear.
                                                                       - Aleksandr Sokurov

What is it with Russians and melancholic misery? Rather like Poe, but not quite. Poe add macabre to the misery.