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उसकी एक तरंग से सारी सृष्टि चलती है और तुम भी  उसकी स्पंदन हो  फिर क्यूँ पड़ते हो  शब्दों की जंजाल मैं  उसने ऐसा कहा  क्यूँ कहा, कैसे कहा  मुझे ऐसा लगता है  ऐसा होना चाहिए था  उसे ऐसा करना चाहिए  शब्दों के तार  जब धुन पकड़ते हैं  तो तर्क चलते रहते हैं  एक शब्द दो होते हैं  दो से चार होते हैं  डोर से रस्सा बन जातें हैं  तुम्हें घिस जाते हैं  तुम छीलनी होते जाते हो  फिर भी रुक नहीं पाते  हल्के से शब्द  पत्थर बन जाते हैं  बाक़ी जीवन तुम उन्हें ठोते रहते हो  पीड़ित हो पुकारते रहते हो  पता नहीं कहाँ शूरुआत हुई  नासमझी मैं मार जाते हो  अगर पकड़ना ही है  तो गुरु वाक्य पकड़ो  गुरु शब्दों मैं गहरायी हैं  गुरु शब्दों मैं थहराओ है  गुरु संग मैं  रुक कर भी अनंत पहुँचते हो  थम कर भी विस्तारित होते हो  विशाल और शून्य जैसे होते हो  एक पल मैं  उस तरं...

I am not rock, James Rock. I don't hurt nor people throw me around. Rather they settle down on me. Some hold my hands, some just drop their weight onto me, some swing and glide before settle and sing song on me. They all come to me because they like to move to and fro. They cannot be still. I let them move so that something in them settles. I was born long time ago in the great human mind of probably Benjamin Franklin. Some say it could be before but I don't recall. I am just a little chair that can hold you like your mother when you were infant. She rocked you in her arms. I rock you in my lap. Tired and lost Fresh and bubbly low or high contemplative or chatter morning or night take a small flight to and fro wavering and then settle down I am your little rocking chair, in your garden, balcony or living room, matching or in contrast, waiting for you.

Judge I always from the waking hours till I hit the bed From the moments the eyes open Sitting along along cursing oneself On the streets catching glimpse of people besides forming opinions of them in mind When the eyes see they judge When the ears hear they judge When you taste they judge And your mind keeps judging all the time tired of my opinions sick of my judgements cant they just flow blow away like winds But when they stay envy comes jealousy blossoms And time is lost in frivolous little there is only one judge which is above and  divine just let him do his work and you do yours don't waste another moment judging one and another

My nine year came around Its five pm and she has come exactly before time as promised In the morning she got delayed she met us when we were leaving she said she can come back at five She is a stop gap arrangement helping us with household chores for past few days only the regular maid is on leave She sweeps, cleans utensils, wipes floor for couple of hours of hard work she charges sixty rupees only Before she left she wanted to wipe the floor too but my spouse let her leave It was Sunday evening when we want to be with our families she was serving out of her dedication and commitment How many of us can go to work at five pm on Sunday evening with no grumbling nor any complaints some characters are beyond comprehension beyond training beyond reason beyond remuneration I am inspired to complete my work now no matter what day or time despite lazy state of mind Are you?

पहले खुदा  नहीं था मैं अकेला था अब खुदा है मैं खुश होता खुदा  तो ख़ुशी है ही पर तुम खुश नहीं तुम्हे खुश करने के लिए नाखुदाई कर नहीं सकता खुदा  कब, क्यूं, कहाँ, किसे आए  यह सुना नहीं सकता तुम्हारे डर  को दूर कैसे करूं इस बेखुदी का रुख सीध कैसे करूं य़ा खुदा अब तू ही बता तेरे इस बन्दे से मुंह फेर कैसे करूं तू नहीं था तो दर्द था तू है तो भी दर्द है इस दर्द-ए -दिल की दास्तान कैसे ख़तम करूं  तेरी करीबी तेरे तरीके मुझे सुहाए पर सबको न भाये तुझे इस दुनिया मैं कैसे रखूँ

सिर्फ  प्रयत्न करोगे तो थक जाओगे उदास हो जाओगे फिर गाओगे परेशान परेशान मैं परेशान परेशान परेशान अपनी रुआन्शि सूरत लेकर समाज मैं दुःख का कारण बनोगे सिर्फ प्राथना करोगे तो नास्तिक हो जाओगे ईस्वर से शिकायत करोगे अब तुम मेरी कुछ नहीं सुनते हो कैसे खुदा हो खुद के बन्दे को ही नकारते हो समाज पर बोझ बन जाओगे एक गलत उधारण कहलाओगे यह तो खुदा गवाह था ईस्वर ने इसकी भी न सुनी थोडा प्रयत्न थोड़ी प्राथना दोनों जरूरी हैं शंकराचार्य भी चलते रहे केरल से बनारस तक पूरी से द्वार्का तक बत्तीस उम्र की ज़िन्दगी मैं एक संकल्प लेकर केरल मैं बैठकर उन्हॉने अद्वैत का प्रचार क्यों नहीं किया बुद्ध भी चालीस साल तक गाँव गाँव मैं चले वो समाधी मैं मस्त रह सकते थे लेकिन नहीं महावीर भी चलते रहे जब असीम प्रयत्न से थक जाते हो तब आराम से भगवत शरण मैं जाते हो नहीं तो इस दुनिया मैं भटक जाते हो जीवन को खान पान और पैसा समझ कर धोखे मैं रह जाते हो कभी वक्त मिले तो जीवन की गहरई मैं झाकोँ मैं कौन हूँ यहाँ क्यूं आया हूँ इस भूक को भी जागने दो जब प्यास लगती है तभी मटक...

अन्नदाता सुखी भव !! यह मन्त्र है गुरुदेव का अन्न के हर दाने को लेने से पहले चार बार कहने को तुम्हारी दुआ किसान को मिलती है किसान सुखी और समृद्ध रहता है उसकी फसल मैं प्रेम और रस होता है व्यपारी किसान को सही सही दाम देता है लोभ मैं नहीं होता है अन्न तुम तक आता है घर की महिला उस अन्न को मन से बनाती है अन्नापुर्नेस्वारी कहलाती है वही महिला चंडी का रूप भी ले सकती है जब व्यापारी लोभ मैं किसान को कम दाम और तुम्हे भी नोंचता है तुम उसे लूटने को कोसते हो किसान गरीब होता जाता है आत्म-हत्या की ओर अग्रसर होता है समाज मैं बीमारी और भ्रस्टाचार बड़ता है एक दुसरे के प्रति नफरत, दुराचार बड़ता है अन्नदाता सुखी भव !! से किसान ,व्यापारी और तुम्हारी घर गृहस्थी सुख और सम्पन रहती है समाज मैं प्रेम और भाईचारा बड़ता है ----------------------------------- inspired from evening of satsang in presence of HH  +Sri Sri Ravi Shankar  ji at  +Art of Living  international ashram on kanakapura road in bangalore

politicians greed does not keep cash in this nation scared of no wealth post next term pumping money in safe haven outside country Brahmin is scared Dalit is scared Muslim is scared Men are scared Women are scared Actors too are scared Foreign land calls them to make it their own just like stashed cash Everyone is unsafe insecure, fearful living life on dread the bad have done enough  to deserve their due a nation with  roller-coaster of  financial scams and corruption  the good men have  to wake up now  from corner of every village  a voice needs to be raised  supported and encouraged  and breathed life  until  we are secure again

प्रेम छुपा नहीं सकते हो वो आंखों से झलक जाता है कदमों मैं दिख जाता है वाणी मैं पुकारता है होठों पे मुस्कराहट बनता  है हर पल तड़पता है खुद को व्यक्त करने को असंभव को संभव करने मैं सदियों से इंसान प्रेम की अभिव्यक्ति मैं कितने जीवन बिता चूका है लेकिन जो अस्तित्व है उसको अभिव्यक्त नहीं कर पाया है खासकर महिलायें जो जियों जान से अपने परिवार की सेवा करती हैं फिर परेशान रहतीं हैं कि कोई उन्हें प्यार नहीं करता न बेटा , न बेटी , न पति , न बहु इस दर्द मैं जीवन गुजार देतीं हैं उस प्यार की अभिव्यति ढूँढती हैं जो संसार मैं इंसान से आधी अधूरी ही हो पाती है ऐसा ही कुछ सत्य का हाल है जो सच है वोह चुप नहीं सकता और उसे जानता है वोह उसका सम्पूर्ण अभिव्यक्त नहीं कर सकता इसलिए कुछ मान के चलो कुछ जान के चलो सबको गले लगाते चलो Truth cannot be hidden neither can it be expressed Same with love It just shows in the glistening eyes of beholder from the spring in his walk in the sweetness of his talk in his ever broadening smiles for no reason there is g...

When you surrender you become empty. God will not ask you to surrender your good health, habits, wealth, relations God is already the epitome of goodness What will he do with your silly little goodness? HE just wants to take your pain Why are you so pained even to give your pain? भगवन तुमसे तुम्हारी ख़ुशी और समृधी नहीं मांगता है वह तुमसे तुम्हारे दुर्गुण, तुम्हारी कमियां, कमजोरियां मांगता है खुद के कस्ट देने मैं भी तुम्हे इतना  कस्ट  क्यूं होता है तुम्हारा सुख लेकर उसे क्या मिलेगा वो तो खुद सुख का स्वरुप है, सागर है वैसे देखा जाये तो सब कुछ उसका ही तो है फिर क्यूं दुःख को पकड़ के बैठे हो ... Surrender is release an opportunity for you to free yourself and come back to your nature which is peace love and happiness then meditation happens जब आप इश्वर  से दर्द बाँट लेते हो तब आप भी अपने स्वरुप मैं आ जाते हो आपका स्वरुप प्रेम,शांति और आनंद है तब समाधी लगती है ----------------------------------------------------------- Inspired by y...

Sunday evening Wavering mind Monday morning rudra puja in ashram to go or not to go good soul kundan mahesh and saraswati messaged and confirmed agnihotra homa offering happens at sunrise 6:40 was todays time I was pushing my luck the good souls waited rice met fire chanted in glory of mighty sun, Lord Prajapati As Gurudev walked  up a little cloud covered the stare of rising sun forming a natural umbrella he was floating up the stairs i was brimming with joy smiles beyond ear to ear no reason but still as the rudram begun the universal tour was on i traveled from little bickering to  universal souls eyes resisted opening but had to catch a glimpse of the master on the throne the arti was offered all hands went up and front and returned to the forehead blessing the self a sudden burst of energy flowed down from top in a natural rhythm the heart throbbed tears simply flowed magic happens on monday morning at...

तुझे आता देख नजर थम जाती है पलकें शेर कहते कहते एक गज़ल बन जाती है हर आती जाती सांसें एक कहर बन जाती हैं दिन के उस पहर मैं असीम प्रेम की एक लहर खुल जाती है लड़खड़ाते कदम कांपती बाहें मिलन की तमन्ना लिए तेरी ओर बड़ते बड़ते फिर थम जाती हैं रुक जाती हैं देख तुझे एक खुली हवा इस पिंजड़े से गुजर जाती है तेरी प्रीत लहर बर्फीले दिल को मोम कर जाती है पिघला जाती है मिलन की किरण उठती बुझ जाती है कभी ज्वाला कभी भस्म बना जाती है ख़ुदा की कभी हाँ कभी ना मैं उम्मीद डगमगा जाती है तेरी एक झलक की आस मैं ज़िन्दगी आगे बडती जाती है in fond absence of my beloved gurudev  +Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

become hollow become empty as you lose body you gain space body is limited space is unlimited body binds space unwinds expanding endlessly dropping the hold feeling the release letting go allows energy to manifest enormous, infinite powerful witness the divine merge and dissolve when she comes you just go losing little identities taming energies is my master's pastime when generous at right time we too get a glimpse into his might beyond energies he just smiles

Too much into that world can make you a blue star Too much into this world can make you pole star which one you prefer aim for the pole or go blue A little bit of that world can energize, cleanse coming back into this world can ground, humble not always there neither ever here somewhere in between is the golden star the golden glow the beautiful soul that is ever new ancient too in between the two world is the world of you yours truly your-self

Little feets of great master moving above mother divine humbled namaskar from little disciple fingers edge touch and dance to the heart's flutter stagnant glance fixed on the flight of moving feets, amongst little noises to gain attention if only a side glance if not the smile palms blessing lifting, gaining flight a tear drop sets herself free when he smiles melting ego stored inside growing might making elephants from ants inside a tear drop dries inside when he flies by pinching ego twitching ease humbling tight crushing elephants from ants inside remembering the first time when nature was the only master no living Guru thick belief stuck inside On the roads he came downside through thick of humanity stood in front sight my back bent eyes glanced down fingers reached for the little feets of my great master

Eyes are open nothing to see nothing is seen Ears are open nothing to hear nothing is heard Mind is open nothing to think only to wonder space with in space with out moments of stillness moments of wonder moments of happiness Feets in motion body still wading through floating wings Time stops neither future nor past only rhythmic breadths in and out they also stop pin point focus infinite vision only in meditation when spaced out

Something happens. Something gets transformed. Something gets shaken up. Something looses the hold. Something just falls of. And in the end its absolute stillness absolute bliss absolute happiness Words seem distant Eyes gaze into distance There is nobody inbetween Skin becomes breeze As she take over In the hands of master you are left in wonder with only 10 minutes to reveal the universe how to express gratitude how to say thank you how to say how much more can I take it How to say How much more can you keep giving In your expanding heart I find little corners of happiness I am fortunate I have got more than I deserve I know you have been generous in giving love from sudarshan kriya  to सुदर्शन क्रिया shakti kriya शक्ति क्रिया The giving never stops in the company of true master Around 1000 teachers completed Shakti kriya experience today at  +Art of Living  ashram, bangalore. Thank you Guruji  +Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ...

If you tell her the truth she will fume go gloom stiffness abound If you tell her the lies she will smile go bright shine around I need to work on my expression managing perception learn and guess the meaning of my words for other It is an art of communication to tell the truth even if hidden in volumes of lies For we have to live together work together grow together spend lifetime caressing bloated minds with gentle touch and light an ultimate test for spiritual mind setting perceptions all around all right A journey is fun when neither is uptight holding back emotions killing life insider with little murders each day and night let expression flow without sarcasm and fight sensitive to little and big minds managing perception a game for lifetime

His neck was bruised with all night struggle He ignored the pain to break the bondage futile attempts to set him free he was taken away from his mother they said he was infant easier to separate his eyes filled with tears eyelids had dried tears with humans around now he will only develop fear thick rope in neck pains his hurt only stays there trunk stretched to be fed by mahout hands washed and bathed in the Tunga visitors take photo kids say he is cute pity his conditions wonder his blood clots rest of Suryas family stood there near each other as exhibits in museum with name and age to disclose to curious visitors To pass some money from visitors to mahout hands in exchange put trunk  on their heads apparently a blessing from the cursed elephants for humans only care to domesticate the beast of wild freedom now slave to human brain ---- Met Surya at  Sakrebyle Elephant Camp, Shivmoga, Karnataka. Will YOU do somethi...

With a cushion in hand slipping below me As I squatted bent down to sit my eyes went for HIM HE was in nadi shodhan The other eye covered in the shadow of palm the one eyed SAINT looked deep into me HIS eyelids fluttered eyes rolling up the look pierced through me My movement stopped my glance was stuck HIS eyelids shut My eyes closed the rudra puja chantings had already begun Body lost Mind went down ages Outlines of emotions people and situations the sam veda chants took consciousness further away uncharted territories sometimes familiar om namah shivaye brought back the life to its present moment monday morning blues were set to begin Eyes went locking HIM with stare Every movement noticed Every gesture followed And then the eyelids seemed to move opened to give a glimpse the intense look sharpened something within just a fraction open with immense power HIS eyes went shut again Opened and closed a few times now only loo...