If someone has done grave injustice to us, we keep fuming over it. We carry a grudge against him. we keep on carrying it on our mind. what is the fallout?
a) Physiologically speaking, our BP goes up and causes damage to our health system
b) Spiritually speaking it starts a new Karmic cycle
Hence it makes good sense to forget and forgive ..... and be happy today and move to eternal bliss of liberation from the cycle of birth - death - birth - death ........ eventually.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Light
If you are light
you will not be tight
so there will never be a Fight
That will lead to Misery's Flight
which would be an absolute Delight
and take you to a great height
This is our ancestors Foresight
you will not be tight
so there will never be a Fight
That will lead to Misery's Flight
which would be an absolute Delight
and take you to a great height
This is our ancestors Foresight
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Child asked God
"The child whispered, 'God, speak to me'
And a meadow lark sang.
The child did not hear.
So the child yelled, 'God, speak to me!'
And the thunder rolled across the sky
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
'God let me see you' and a star shone brightly
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
'God show me a miracle!'
And a life was born but the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
'Touch me God, and let me know you are here!'
Whereupon God reached down
And touched the child.
But the child brushed the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly. "
Something to think about as its gets
TIME TO GET THAT BUTT MOVIN' (and don't brush away the butterfly)
Working for God on earth does not pay much,
but His Retirement plan is out of this world.
Help someone have a nice day,
Source: From a thread in "Awakening" Community
And a meadow lark sang.
The child did not hear.
So the child yelled, 'God, speak to me!'
And the thunder rolled across the sky
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
'God let me see you' and a star shone brightly
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
'God show me a miracle!'
And a life was born but the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
'Touch me God, and let me know you are here!'
Whereupon God reached down
And touched the child.
But the child brushed the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly. "
Something to think about as its gets
TIME TO GET THAT BUTT MOVIN' (and don't brush away the butterfly)
Working for God on earth does not pay much,
but His Retirement plan is out of this world.
Help someone have a nice day,
Source: From a thread in "Awakening" Community
Saturday, March 13, 2010
பிரிவு
நான் அறியவில்லையே !
உன் விரல் பிடித்து நடக்கையிலே, நான் அறியவில்லையே !
வெகு விரைவில் உன்னை பிரியும் கணம்
வருமென்றே.
அறிந்திருந்தால்
அன்றே விட்டிருப்பேன்...
உன் விரலையல்ல
என் உயிரை.
Source : SMS
உன் விரல் பிடித்து நடக்கையிலே, நான் அறியவில்லையே !
வெகு விரைவில் உன்னை பிரியும் கணம்
வருமென்றே.
அறிந்திருந்தால்
அன்றே விட்டிருப்பேன்...
உன் விரலையல்ல
என் உயிரை.
Source : SMS
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Three states - Maya - myself
Let me clarify.
This is not a sequel to Chetan Bagat's Two States.
It is the states which make or mar a (wo)man.
Sathvika - highest state - balanced mind - serene silence
Rajo - medium state - Action anger passion
Tamo - Lowest state - Inaction - dullness
I am tossed between the three states.
perhaps influenced by Maha Maya.
At one moment, Sathvika rules immersing me in the ocean of bliss punctuated by universal love. At this state I love everyone; from the one who has caused me immense trouble to the one who has done everything good. At this state my best friend and worst enemy are no different. They are none other than my SriKrishna.
Like an ocean wave in the sea shore with its high and low
I am tossed to Rajo the very next moment.
Plotting the downfall of a person who did injustice to me, being preoccupied on how to 'fix ' them.
Then to Tamo
with lot of self pity, dejection , depression .......
and again to Satvika or RAjo ......... an eternal cycle of oscillation between the three states.
Thanks to
-Jai Guru Dev Sri Sri Ravishankar
- Voice of Love T T Rangarajan
who keep pushing me / tossing me into Satvik state.
This is not a sequel to Chetan Bagat's Two States.
It is the states which make or mar a (wo)man.
Sathvika - highest state - balanced mind - serene silence
Rajo - medium state - Action anger passion
Tamo - Lowest state - Inaction - dullness
I am tossed between the three states.
perhaps influenced by Maha Maya.
At one moment, Sathvika rules immersing me in the ocean of bliss punctuated by universal love. At this state I love everyone; from the one who has caused me immense trouble to the one who has done everything good. At this state my best friend and worst enemy are no different. They are none other than my SriKrishna.
Like an ocean wave in the sea shore with its high and low
I am tossed to Rajo the very next moment.
Plotting the downfall of a person who did injustice to me, being preoccupied on how to 'fix ' them.
Then to Tamo
with lot of self pity, dejection , depression .......
and again to Satvika or RAjo ......... an eternal cycle of oscillation between the three states.
Thanks to
-Jai Guru Dev Sri Sri Ravishankar
- Voice of Love T T Rangarajan
who keep pushing me / tossing me into Satvik state.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Typist / Typewriter
கை விரல்கள் நடனமாடகால் விரல்கள் காவியம் படைக்குமே.
கை விரல்கள் நடனமாட-
( பாவையர் கைவிரல்கள் நடனமாட)
கால் விரல்கள் (தட்டெழுத்து கருவியில்)
காவியம் படைக்குமே
- This thought popped up in me when I was waiting to meet a customer outside his chamber. His
(beautiful :-)) secretary was typing at high speed. This was way back in 80's. Fast typing in the typewriter keyboard was akin to a fast and furious dance. If you have seen the typewriter you would observe the individual letters a,b c d.......... placed at the end of a projecting long stems which will a carbon tape / ribbon resuling in print.
Courtesy :Wikipidea (for type writer image)





Friday, January 15, 2010
என்னுள்ளே ஒரு மாற்றம்
ஒவ்வொரு மரமும்,
ஒவ்வொரு செடியும,
ஒவ்வொரு கொடியும்
ஒவ்வொரு இலையும்
ஒவ்வொரு மலரும்
அழகாய் ஒரு தோற்றம்.
என்னுள்ளே என்ன மாற்றம்.
மரங்களினூடே
வண்ண மலர்கள்
படைக்கும் ஓவியம்
அது ஒரு காவியம்
வருடும் தென்றலின்
'ஜதி'கேற்ப
இலைகளின் நடனம்
என் விழிகளை திறந்தாய், நீயே
பரம்பொருளே
- Impessions during a walk around our office campus in bangalore
ஒவ்வொரு செடியும,
ஒவ்வொரு கொடியும்
ஒவ்வொரு இலையும்
ஒவ்வொரு மலரும்
அழகாய் ஒரு தோற்றம்.
என்னுள்ளே என்ன மாற்றம்.
மரங்களினூடே
வண்ண மலர்கள்
படைக்கும் ஓவியம்
அது ஒரு காவியம்
வருடும் தென்றலின்
'ஜதி'கேற்ப
இலைகளின் நடனம்
என் விழிகளை திறந்தாய், நீயே
பரம்பொருளே
- Impessions during a walk around our office campus in bangalore
Saturday, January 2, 2010
அதிகாலை வேளையிலே .....
ஒரு தாய்க் கோழி
தன் குஞ்சுகள் அனைத்தையும்
சிறகுகளால் மூடி பாதுகாப்பதைப் போல
இளங்காலை பனிமூட்டம்
மரங்களையும், செடிகொடிகளையும் கட்டிடங்களையும்
அரவணைத்து படர்ந்து விரிந்தது
தன் குஞ்சுகள் அனைத்தையும்
சிறகுகளால் மூடி பாதுகாப்பதைப் போல
இளங்காலை பனிமூட்டம்
மரங்களையும், செடிகொடிகளையும் கட்டிடங்களையும்
அரவணைத்து படர்ந்து விரிந்தது
பரம் பொருளே
பரம் பொருளே
உன் பாதம் நான் அடைய
தடை என்று நினைத்தாயோ
ஆதலினால் பிரித்தாயோ
என் உயிர் உறவை
யாமறியேன் பராபரமே
உன் பாதம் நான் அடைய
தடை என்று நினைத்தாயோ
ஆதலினால் பிரித்தாயோ
என் உயிர் உறவை
யாமறியேன் பராபரமே
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