Advaita

Mistakes. A fundamental and default setting that we all come with is making mistakes. No human ever progressed without committing at least one in his or her lives. In fact, our civilization is standing upon a pile of mistakes that we made, have still been doing and probably will commit for times to come. Interestingly, with mistakes comes the guilt and repentance. However, is that it? We ought to remain in guilt and repent forever? We will make mistakes and stay in grief over them? No! You learn from them. That is what you do. Guilt and Repentance are the precursors to learning from your mistakes. Simply grieving about what you did is not going to help at all. You need to collect yourself, all that guilt and use it as fuel to transform yourself. Bring about a change in your perception and mend what went wrong in the first place. It is true that while you made a mistake at something, someone else might be excelling at the very same thing. And that is perfectly fine. We all have our sho...

I came down to the earth and helped your beloved humanity I came down to them so they could love me, I cry in the dark crevices now so nobody can hear I carry the weight of their sins that you could never bear, I mocked you and resolved to shun your light You just laughed, little did I know that I was your only light, You said- Lucifer, your wish will be done! And done I came crashing with a loud thump, I was a human now for countless ages to come You forsake me 'cause for you it was just fun, For a long time I thought you would call me back But a silent mock was all that I always get, I decided a thousand years back that I will now remain a human For your son preached that you would one day come, But am done waiting and I will go far away from you Not even the mortal love in my destiny, is that what they call are the holy blessings from you? I have learned to live alone for countless millenia I am me father, one and only friend, I take pride that when the...

The journey into the dark is bliss for those with no eyes For even the wisest with eyes are found trapped in the web of their lies, Round and round in spirals, oh boy, watch how the time flies One moment laughter and two for cries, For a long time I was a soul who thought he always dies But the opportunity to become a mortal always comes at a price. The Journey into the dark took me to places a far Secret Creeks and hollows with the cold wind for my car, I flowed and flowed and flowed till the heaven and hell came at par I have seen the holiest of saints, enlightened angels covered deep in tar, The sands of time forming dunes, watch as I make them my lavish alcazar I try hard to fight my demons without a sound or a scar. Swamps marshes and canines of the night become my lair The creatures they call as horror carry for me a lot of care, No love, entering the dark sounded pretty fun and fair I made friends with an eagle down there, Helped me see real faces up in the mo...

Why can't I dream with eyes wide open, Why can't I live while am dead? Why can't I fly without wings, Why can't I breathe without air? You, my soul, lie in darkness away from me and yet you talk about light, Then why can't I be a saint with sins uncountable? Why can't I kill those who are already dead, Why can't I resurrect those who are already living? Why can't I be an enemy to my friends while they be my enemy, Why can't I be the god and still be a mundane man, You, my spirit, lie mute within my heart and yet you preach the love of god, Then why can't I feel love while keeping hate for me haters? I am flesh and dirty but still the light in the heavens love me, I am dry and broken but still the solid ground supports me, I am done with thy kingdom and I shall bring war upon you It's my promise oh lord, I am thy Lucifer reborn for repentance but am done And I shall fight for what's mine  You my old man god, ...

Blues, Monday blues! And who doesn't get chills at the thought of waking up early on a Monday morning and get ready for yet another week's hustle? Well, I certainly do! No, this blog is not going to be about how to cope your Monday Blues, instead, I am going to discuss with you about health and more specifically your Mental Health. Mental Health is not some new age discipline coming out of those psychology classes, its roots lie very well inside your Biology,ie;  The Nervous System. Our physical body is a collection of various processes that quintessentially keep it running even without our awareness. But one of those key processes constitutes our Nervous System which is made up of countless neurons, nerve cells, a fleshy puddle called the brain and a mighty spinal chord. I personally like to call my spinal chord as the thunderbolt of Zeus. Sparkling right? You see our nervous system is totally a bio-electromagnetic phenomenon that keeps on shooting electric currents wi...

Today I'm going to pen down my views on what stand does today's generation hold for the old traditions and customs followed  from  an astrological point of view and label them as ' superstitious'. I find such peculiar outlook more among two kinds of people, those who studied science for just a degree understanding nothing but how to make money out of it  and those who doesn't matter studied what but trust science too blindly in the name of modernization or being in 21st Century! If you begin researching about religion or how spirituality developed then you would find your ancestors on some hill top amazed to see the vast landscape, frightened at the sight of a Thunderbolt, mesmerized along the shores of mighty rivers and pondering about what happens after death! They began worshipping them because they thought it was some incomprehensible invisible power or force or GOD as fondly we call it; responsible for all of that. Then came the time when we knew it was e...

Last night I was walking on something rather strange, i am confused. I was worried if i am at some dangerous place but soon my doubts were going to get shredded. I continued walking but there was no light around me and to my surprise i could still see everything. There were tiny little sparkling dot like objects in the distance. My imagination quickly made them look like eyes staring at me. I was not scared but amazed to be at this strange place. Suddenly i saw everything around me turn into a dense network of wires with a tiny snake like moving spark all through them. I was standing at the mouth of one such wire wondering whether i should go ahead. I made a decision and entered this wire. A spark with lightening speed came towards me and in a sudden burst of flash i was flowing all over through this network of wires. There were some red colored balls and some white colored balls all around me. They all were moving in great discipline, sometimes colliding with each other but ne...

Time is a very strange subject of thought and discussion. It has been so for time immemorial itself and probably will continue to do so. Most of you will even skip talking about time and its flow saying that you don't have time for it. Ironic it is, isn't it? Time, in my perspective, is a thread like energy structure entangled in a very complex way with other dimensions of our universe. Time originates with thought. As long as thought remains time will exist for you. That is why in spirituality there is so much stress over becoming thoughtless. Achieving a Thoughtless state doesn't mean you have become immortal. It merely bestows upon you the power to understand things without any bounds. Knowledge is infinite only if you can reach to that level of being free from threads of the time. Thoughtlessness saves you from the worries of past,present and future and thus making you capable of exploring what lies beyond time. Time is an illusion is what most yogis and philoso...

I decided to walk this misty and dark road i came across while i was walking along the woods in Nainital. In one look it seemed scary for i had heard of all those horror stories from my grandfather in my childhood. Nevertheless i decided to enter these terrifying mists and look into the other side. I had walked not more than 200 meters that i witnessed a strange white light walking by my side. Trust me i would have screamed but to my surprise i felt a peculiar peace and joy in my heart. I was a bit scared or rather skeptical about it and was looking at it with my peripheral vision and see what exactly it was. Suddenly it started throwing bulb shaped light in front of me with the great speed. I wondered if it were going to kidnap me but i was thrilled to see what followed next. The whole scene was perfect heaven like and despite the heavy mists i could clearly see everything around me as there was so much light. There were beautiful waterfalls on one side of the road. I thought t...

Sometimes everything seems messed even when they are ordered. There are certain accomplishments you have achieved and yet you are craving that one thing which is still unknown. Sometimes you get deluded into destroying all faith from gods and goddesses but still there is something or someone unknown who ignites that belief again. Sometimes you find yourself craving to turn your heart into a stone but there is that one unknown emotion that replenishes your dying heart. Sometimes you want to cry so hard that your head will burst but there is this unknown flame that dries those tears. I wonder if this unknown is my own self coming to save myself and suddenly I find something unknown killing this quest for it self..

When I was child free from the worries my father faced; I would sit in one corner of my room with my history books open and reading about the sea journey of Ferdinand Magellan to see if our earth was flat or round and I would start seeing  endless ocean around me with strong sea winds and music of the tides. I could smell the salty water around me and hear it splash hard on my ship. I would see beautiful glowing species of fish deep underwater; their glow brighter than that of sunlight fighting to prove its superiority. I would laugh at the sun and mock him saying," look at those lights brighter than yours". I remember seeing whales twice the size of what they showed on T.V. and I would get scared if this demonic animal would eat my ship with me. But instead of attacking us, it would just smile and swim away. I still remember those deep beautiful eyes of that whale. It had skin tougher than all the leather in the world and shine brighter than brightest of the LEDs. I wo...

नेत्र मूंदे-मूंदे मैं ले रहा था श्वास धीमे धीमे , किचेतना का सफ़र शुरू हुआ उर्ध्वगामी हौले हौले.. अभी तो मैं हृदय सरोवर के समीप पहुँचा ही था , कि मेरे मन ने आवाज़ लगाई भीतर इसके मत जा.. मैं हुआ आशंकित कि है कि है तो नही ये कोई परीक्षा ? अवश्य है कोई रहस्य इस सरोवर का.. मैने निर्णय लिया देखूं सरोवर में आख़िर है क्या ? करेगा मानव वही जो है किया गया उसको मना.. थोड़ा दम भरकर और लेकर ईश्वर का नाम , आगे बड़ा मैं निकट देखा पत्थर पर लिखित उस सरोवर का नाम.. लिखा था ' तेरे विचार ', पढ़कर हुआ मैं हैरान.. किया प्रश्न उस आवाज़ से क्या विचार है जल समान ? जन्म-जन्मान्तर के विचार और मेरी भावनाओं ने मिलकर लिया है रूप सरोवर का , दिखे मनोहर परंतु माना है भीतर जाना! ज्ञान की अग्नि ने जटिलता से सूखाया है मेरी अज्ञान से गीले अंतःकरण को , तो क्यूँ निष्फल करूँ मैं उस महान ज्वाला के दैविक कर्म को ? प्रणाम किया उस वाणी को जिसने मुझे चेताया था , आभार प्रकट किया कि दिशा दी मेरी बुद्धि को और डूबने न दिया उस सरोवर में , जिसका नाम था.. सरोवर: तेरे विचार क...

संसार को समझने निकला है तू ओ मानव! कैसी विडंबना है की तू न समझ पाया अपने ही दानव.. कण कण में व्याप्त है तेरे यह संसार, इस सत्य का कर तो ज़रा सा अपनी बुद्धि में संचार.. ना लगेगी घी की बाती और ना ही लगेगा कोई पुष्प या फ़ूल, गर तू जगा दे हृदय में अलख निरंजन और कर दे सहस्त्रदल कमल चैतन्य.. चाहिए केवल एक चिंगारी हर वाहन के ईंधन को, उसकी कृपा और तेरा अटल विश्वास ही है वह शोला जो जगा दे ज्ञान की ज्वाला को.. अज्ञान में खूब खाली तूने ठोकर अब तो कुछ संभल जा , तोड़ दे बंधन और आडंबर , पकड़ ले उस सत् को जो तेरे चित्त में है बैठा बनकर आनंद स्वरूप .. बनकर आनंद स्वरूप.

पूर्णिमा कि रात्रि में जब चंद्रमा अपने रूप पर इठला रहा था , तो सहसा उसका पावन मन एक विचार को जन्म दे रहा था.. एक मेघ की कृष्ण लीला में छिपकर वह प्यारा बताशा बेचैन हो उठा , इस भयंकर बादल की छाँव में परेशान वह कहता है.. कि हे मेघ! तुमने मेरे द्वंद को तल पर ला दिया है , मेरा यह विचार मुझ को प्रश्न का बाण बनकर घायल कर रहा है..   अपनी कालीमा की गंभीरता में पवन के वेग संग उड़ता वह मेघ बोला क्या है वह चंद्र जो तुम्हे व्याकुल कर रहा है ? चंद्रमा संकोच करते हुए कहता है कि क्या मेरा यह सौंदर्य और मेरा यह प्रकाश एक छलावा है ? मनुष्य को कहते सुना है मैं सूर्य के प्रकाश का ऋणी हूँ , तो क्या मेरी यह बताशे की उपमा और पतिव्रताओं का विश्वास मेरा भ्रम तथा एक सांत्वना है ? एक पिता की भाँति अपने पुत्र की इस व्याकुलता से भिग्य महान तेजस्वी सूर्यनारायण कहते है.. यह सत्य है जो तेरा पावन मन तुझसे कहता है , प्रकृति की यही तो अनोखी लीला है! परंतु तू क्यूँ विचलित होता है हे चंद्र! तेरी शीतलता न हो तो मेरी उष्मा की आलोचना यही मनुष्य करता है , मेरी धरा पर अपनी विजय पताका न...

The beauty of writing lies not in the pen or the paper which a writer uses so fondly to express himself. It lies in the manner of expressions with which they are written off. A writer sees many images in his mind, numerous images that are so colorful and diverse that it becomes difficult for him to decide which image to pick and carry forth. The images are always encoded with complex and varying emotions; be it sorrow, happiness or anger. So is the nature of human heart, emotionally we are so complex that we have resorted to explain our emotions in the language of hormones and other biological jargons! But an artist or a writer is a scientist on a different level. Not only he has to understand the emotional dimension he is travelling in, but to go deeper into the chamber of secrets of that dimension and come out shouting eureka through his creation. These images form the structure of his imagination and power of visualization, he has to be smart enough to choose the right image base...

The word art sounds so intriguing and mysterious that contemplation about it makes me fall into trance. It creates a very beautifull imagery of some far away landscape where there is no duality of happiness and sadness. Life's real colors begin to paint themselves when they are born out of the ashes of duality. I find this word as a mantra in itself. It is like the tool of mother nature with which she crafted all her creation and its beauty. No adjective can define 'art' for art is the very essence of anything that can be adjectified. Art is not just about how real life thing you can draw or how well you use colors; Art is an expression of who you are. Art can be anything from colors & sketches to expressing yourself in words, through gracefull movements of your body or the music you let flow through your voice. Even the very act of engrossing yourself into thinking is artistic.  Art is an outburst of your emotions from; when you're flying high into the heavens t...

Sometimes it is not the people or the place neither it is you or that pretty face, Sometimes it is not the song or the music it is neither the colors nor the smiles no reason or intention and yet  you become docile.. Sometimes it is not the air or the light still you find yourself in a strange fight, You want to see through things but in every way find yourself tight.. Sometimes it is not the water or the tides neither it is the road nor its dubious ways You want to remain in solitaire and yet amongst the noise your mind stays.. Sometimes it is not the clouds or thunder it is neither the stars nor their flickering You just want to break away and search your silver lining..

Now that we understand that life is more than just raising families and be content with all luxuries and die with loved ones around; we need to find out as what shall I expect to uncover as I delve deeper into myself in search of true meaning of life? The answer to this question can’t be given because life is an unlimited soup of infinite possibilities! The more you search; the deeper you go and diverse become your findings. A wise man once said there is no limit to knowledge, the moment you think that I have arrived the final frontiers, the gods will lay another road in front of you to travel.  We are essentially the travellers; we travel from one dimension of life to another seeking the truth. OH Yes! Being Homo sapiens is privilege of one such dimension. The concept of dimensions is very tricky although quantum physics is still in its infancy to reveal the true nature of dimensionality but I believe that dimensions are not out there! They co-exist with us.   ...