People And Its Government Vs Opposition And Its Media

It’s uncanny how India ends up being the last battleground of some of the worst scourges the world has thrown up through our historical timeline. Not everyone would agree but Alexander was one of the first, who had to turn back from India’s western borders.

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The story down the centuries have been no different. Islam cooled and even threw up a humane sufi strain here. The Huns met their salvation and chose to be absorbed in India’s society, as one or other Kshatriya sub caste. The European colonialists were the the latest : they retreated, choosing to continue their nefarious oligarch business through other means in the new world order, post World War II.

The current battle is between India, with its government and its people on one side, and paid disruptive, destructive, nakedly corrupt, globally sponsored forces raised within country’s secularism-spewing political opposition, oligarch-owned mainstream media, abrahamic religious verticals (islamic and christian), anti-development-masked-liberal NGOs, and the mafia-minded wealthy, on the other.

A government is an aspirational behemoth that, in Europe, began by foisting itself on people, appropriating resources and straddling territories for their own profit and preservation over a long, long time, before some of them were forced to shape up in accord with what the people wanted for themselves … through this political device called democracy. Even today, none of these fat, powerful and sprawled-all-over entities are without that constant need to protect themselves, and many to preserve the self-serving forces that manipulate it from behind the curtains.

In the advertising and information age, especially in democracies, the anti-people anti-nation mammon-wound powers employ a very effective methodology honed during the second world war, and later : propaganda, disinformation, lies and half-truths, diversely coloured and variously repeated endlessly for deep effects on the gullible, innocent and unsuspecting public.

By far, democracies are most duty-bound to keep their people’s interests centre-stage. But do all democratic governments and economies work at delivering people and social values ? The answer to that is by no means ” yes.”

The ambivalence perpetually hovers because democracies suffer from their own sanction to excess; the arena itself is open, unsecured, to admit every voice, every influence, every rabble-rousing campaign as well. There are best of the actors on stage; there is the media in print and on air, everywhere; and, there is no dearth of money to fund even the darkest horse if it is motivated enough, corrupt enough, unscrupulous and criminal enough !

We, the people, are schooled enough in ethics and morality. But we are also free to choose : to be and to do as we wish.

The real question then is :

WHAT DO WE — THE PEOPLE — WISH TO BE AND DO ?

It is both critical and urgent that we each roar our answer into our ears, never to forget. Which isn’t difficult at all if we recall to our mind our Gods, our Seers and the Steers : Ram, Krishna, Vyas, Vashisht, Rana Pratap, Shivaji, Vivekananda, Sri Aurobindo, Sardar Patel, Subhas Bose, Bhagat Singh…

How wrong can we go if we remember them ! In them, their life deeds and words, lie our concensual values, as a people and as a nation.

Ram Rajya : Governance Benchmark


I’ll keep it simple and a-religious but not secular or liberal.

The real conflicts of interest are not even possible to resolve in our current constitution of economy and polity. Consider :

— Politicians must sound populist for votes, to the poor and unemployed.

But he must meet the interests of those who fund his campaign, the rich and entrenched.

— The investor is in the business of money.

His personal beliefs and empathies are irrelevant to his action, priority and overriding intent.

You can add more if you fathom the drift : doctors, pharma, housing, food, law and justice …

The systemic gap, constitutional and institutional, in what things mean to people and what men who matter make of them is unbridgable. That is the real challenge to governance.

The secular, liberal, free market thing may have a point in underscoring freedom. But that does not take care of its automatic sanction to freedom to profiteer, cheat, lie, falsify, mask, and vitiate for personal gain or eminence, to the gross detriment of very many others.

More and more are using the status quo along those lines today than can be managed onto moderation, policed or regulated, prosecuted and punished.

The ” Ram Rajya ” of Ramayana should be understood in that context. It fosters freedom and prosperity with enterprise and truth. It is the result of collective consent and committment to a way of life that overcomes personal imperfections without thwarting the will for action and creativity.

It is the individual submission of the entire population to this paramount belief : the welfare of other ensures my own.

The Mind Is Dispensable


Oh, not right away, if you are rushing to object. One cannot resolve this matter about the mind without also being entangled in everything else. But first, a caution : This installment of my musings may not be for the sundry. Read on, to judge for yourself.

The mind is an instrument living entities have. The science minded could ponder over the nature of Heisenberg Principle. It is not as if the electron is a vague entity, as the cathode ray tube experiments have established beyond doubt. It has a velocity, momentum, that can be accurately measured. Its position at any point of time can also be exactly mapped. But man cannot do the two measures together, at  the same time, because of the limitations of instruments we use in the methodology : the mind, above all.

The mind is a living formation, with stimulii at one end and the Self, the I–immanence, at the other. While life happens, the mind captures its pattern and learns to perpetuate the entity within which it is happening, primarily through sense and capacity for will.

Notice how the mind of a tree learns to sense for water, soil nutrients, air and sunlight. The senses develop in accord with nature the entity has, in the life bound at its start. The earthworm has the ability to sense smell, which resides in soil. Ants have more advanced sense in comparison; it can smell sweet from several yards. They all have a mind of their own, to suit. We find animals with far sharper, more acute, senses than humans… But that line of development was overtaken somewhere along the evolution path for satiating another hunger : of society.

Entities are known to perpetuate asexually. The need to copulate with another is propelled by a much wider drive acting on more evolved living entities : unity, with entities other than oneself. The need is social. It brings in great complexities for the mind to learn and deal with, much compounding of feelings and emotions, will and thought, and reflection. Vertibrates and higher animals have far more complex sensory network along with mind well endowed to sense, feel and carry the will riding on resultant emotion.

Human beings show a wide range of capability of the mind in different individuals, at different age, under different situations or circumstance. But everyone can choose to put himself through well-laid processes to learn and train oneself into emptying the mind and its hunger. The physical evolution ended a long time ago and the mental one seems to be merely iterating in its well known consequences.

It is almost four thousand years since Buddha pointed out the fact. It will never be that entire humanity takes to his Way. But some who have had their fill of individual living may; and few who are ripened enough to renounce it happily will. The mind is the whole universe of every individual entity. It ceases with cessation of ownership of the universe it contains. The ownership is marked in our emotions, in our will that rides on each. There is no individual entity without it and no mind to accompany such entityship.

There is the immanence and life with its stimulii, and feelings that reflect the immanence in thought, not the individual. Our actions then are acts of life pure, flowing, without desire or memory, even when it seems otherwise !

The individuating mind, formed of hunger for perpetuation and eminence, is dispensable. I cannot find a word for what remains.

Song Of The River

Indian classical music that we hear is usually a spin off to an inward loop : cause music, cause oneself.

Very few artists outgrow, and not too often, to launch an external projection of indescribable beauty : cause music, cause all.

This creation is one such : Song Of The River, by the great master Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasia.

Tell me if you didn’t hear it ? The river…
And all that it attracts, orchestrating as one.

India & UNSC : In 2015

It’s come full circle, once again, with the US voting alongwith Russia and China to put off UN Security Council reform. India, more than any other nation, is the nation most affected by the development though, despite being a nationalist citizen, I do not write this with any sense of hope or despair. In fact, there are far too and far too many more substantial things this country of 1.25 billion needs to take care of, existential and long term.

But it’s important, more for the world or rather for the rest of what remains after we’ve crossed out the entrenched interests currently represented in the UN Security Council : US, EU, Russia and China. None of these are in the least concerned with how the interests they each respectively champion affect the rest of humanity left wide open to hunger, disease, respective economic and political challenges, religious wars, massively funded geo-political machinations, natural disasters, and local conflicts.

India is a big square peg to the nice rounded holes shaped to protect and further the historically determined positions of power entrenched US, MNC backing EU eyeing for continued colonial push by other means, Russian hunger for cold war parity and prestige despite loss of its ideological shenanigans, and China’s hegemonical thrust hither and thither about its neo-colonial predatory ambitions perfected in east Turkmenistan, Tibet, southern Mongolia and South China Sea.

How do these superpower fixations concern the rest of the world battling with legacy problems and modern world aspirations of the people ? They do not; not all the packaged information narratives driven by the first and second worlds contribute to the immediate and long term concerns of common citizens of the third world. Which is what India represents : hopes and aspirations of people who are subject to the interests of influential king and satraps enconsed on the high table in UN Security Council.

This volte face by US, Russia and ambiguously positioned China could be now understood in its current context : bringing India on-board would be terribly, uncontrollably disruptive to the status quo. The same powers were hard put countering its non-alignment non-ideology during the cold war decades, and the influence it had in keeping the rest of the world non-polarised is not forgotten !

In geo-political terms, India is a country that is hard to tame or deal with. With its power for peace and culture, pluralism and technological success, population and way of life, and empathy for every other nation and man in the street or farm, India has a ready goodwill which not anchored to mere financial, technological or military muscle. How does one counter an influence that is rooted in similarity, empathy, transparent sincerity, and visible readiness to help ? It is one country that shows up the others for what they are, that will not be neutralised because its declared national interest is tethered to the well-being of every other nation and people.

One other priority in which Russia and China are equal partners, but not for same reasons, could have also weighed heavily to start with : BRICS and SCO. India was one of four first-movers in setting up BRIC that later expanded to include South Africa. And it has accepted SCO invitation to full membership this year. It is likely that Russia and China calculate a dilution of India’s committment to BRICS and SCO goals, as instruments to usher in a new world order, after India is admitted to UNSC and begins to champion positions at the high table from within the existing order. It would then be not averse to working along with the first world nations of the West, than against it.

The US vote against UN reform only underscores the fact that it loathes the presence of an independent, unpredictable voice in the Council that happens to be of an unquestionably democratic regime representing one- sixth of humanity. The realisation that India could heed and lead the interests of the rest of the world will always give jitters to those with strictly self-serving national agenda, in what is supposed to be a world body !

India can and almost always will rise above its own. And that makes it a dangerous entity.

#AwaranOperation : Baloch People Ethnically Cleansed by Pakistan

It is now on since several weeks, killing hundreds of men, women and children.

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Please tell your people, tweet, share and tell your govt to intervene… at UN.

Gracing Absence. Embracing Emptiness.

In recent blog posts, I have spoken of easterners and westerners, as representative of thought, values and way of life. It should be then be obvious that I am not referring to geography.

The Indian way was codified much before the Sarasvati-Indus civilisation came to peak about 3000 – 2500 BC, through the epic periods of Ramayana (5500 – 5000 BC) and Mahabharata (3500 – 3000 BC), and through the later ages which saw diverse religio-philosophies flower and flow in otherwise much conjectured times of Nanda, Maurya and Gupta dynasties. Late disclosures about Vedic and post-Vedic times, in this historical continuity still passing over the Indian subcontinent, reveal evidence of prevalence of the individual-centered western-style values perspective for a long time before people gained the wisdom to choose moderation and align it along universal community and environment centered goals. It is this choice that is being lived today, which we  today understand as the eastern or oriental way of life.

For instance, consider the singular inflexion when Life meets Death. Phenomenally, it is expressive of an emptying process conducted over a lifetime, of exhausting the drive powering this life towards its own zero kinetic state of lifeless being we intuit in a body lying dead. Of course, we use the term ‘life’ in its biological, physiological and existentential flourish. But its understanding amongst common easterners and orientals exceeds usage because of their regard for reincarnation. It reduces the any life-death unit as just one of several included by a much larger trajectory of the same individual passage, through several death nodes with life happening between any two.

Hence, for the Easterner, death is a mere pause in life, an extended interregnum during which life in its potential state continues its journey through a temporary freeze in afterlife before thawing in another body as a newborn. Life follows, albeit to an altogether different script, and the cycle repeats.

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A couple of markers in western thought would well etch the difference. The emptiness I speak is not the existential nothingness Jean Paul Sartre’s protagonist experiences with the realisation “Pierre is not here” when he was full of the expectation of finding him in the restaurant. Dostoevsky’s works are almost a continuous narrative of similar psychological phenomena, as are those by Kafka and Kierkegaard.

In addition to activity, application, work and attainment, there is a renunciation and continuous outgrowing implied in the emptying process, whereby one is exhausted of one’s drives and manifest desires. It is spiritual; that is, they are matters pertaining to  the cumulative sense of oneself over the long term : past, present and future. The existential sense, in contrast, is occasional, circumstantial, and invariably immediate or short term. To cite, the giving up and moving on implied in spiritual context is far unlike Sartre’s well-known declaration — honest, without doubt — that he would spurn the Nobel Prize as easily and contemptuously as he could kick a sack of potatoes !

The songs familiar to most of us, “Goodbye, my friends…” or “This is the end…,” are still tentative, pre-announcements before the fact. We are yet to say our farewell to our own self, in the first quote; and, the second is an untruth made acceptable only as a dramatic expression of an imagined end.

To recount our present concern, one in the long term, we spend our lifetime exhausting all kind of drives inhering in our being, even though the potential for more of the same desires seems inexhaustible when we look within ourself. Universally, people are not free of their want for tasteful fare or desire for sensual indulgence.  However, in the east, more people would read a desist and cease message for themselves with experience and age, as the body weakens and desires repeat themselves, than in the west. The Indian way actually recommends that people gradually take themselves out of worldly concerns and pastimes and, in fact, actively prepare themselves full time with the awareness of one’s own immortality in order to embrace physical death.

Yet, men seldom succeed in acquiring enough, or purging themselves clean, to be free of the desire for instituting and seeking a lasting memory of themselves. Understandably, they seek to raise a monument, write a book, create a piece of art, or have their names inscribed in a historical record, to mark their presence, anything that would over-compensate them in advance of their impending, helpless, vegetable departure.

And there is no end to what we may believe in order to thus fortify ourself for that singularity : death. Most people even believe in money, in the immensely deep and satisfying purpose it serves to bequeath it through their will. It isn’t just the “lady” then but most of us who believe in “buying a stairway to heaven” !

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For the last time then : the fact of the matter is that we are all trying to exhaust our drive for a whole range of experience : survival, perpetuation, sensual, physiological, psychological… And we each are being led to their respective opposites : death, to life; peace, to feelings and emotions; rest, to action and speed; and non-existence, to our individual being.

It’s one goodbye we all are preparing for, though the young and going are hardly expected to sense it, much less appreciate. We each are proceeding to that point in life when we must let matters to rest finally, after having given to them all we could. It is to allow all things, including our individual self, to be entirely given up for good, to be taken over, in John Steinbeck’s words, by a “god unknown.”

It is the total emptiness I now look forward to : done as earth, free as space. Buddhists long intellectualise about the ‘void’ and end up filling themselves with all the vividity contained in the Book Of The Dead. Not I,  of the Eternal Way. It acknowledges the individual’s separation but, even before, informs us of our apriori unity with the infinite self : bliss, being, consciousness.

 

Shoved But Pushing Life…

… mindfully, through all the pain and darkness that life sends your way, pursuing happiness and freedom in truth, a father shares :

An acquaintance from IIT (my alma mater) insultingly reminds me that I am Bipolar when I ask for my money back ! I was scooping up the loans I had given to others in good faith, in their times of need, as I wanted to help my sister who had suffered several strokes and was in a state of dire need. But this isn’t about ingratitude, a common enough human trait, I must say. It just served as a trigger for me to set some things straight.

Yes, as per the doc who could not understand why my brain was burning for years, I have the bio polar affliction.

[ At that time, the MRI showed inflammation at the top of the brain, near the pituitary and pineal glands, with the Stelle depressed and a cartilidge structure over that area. It was discovered that the lateral arterial connection to posterior of brain was from brachial branch, and not from cartoid branch normal in most people. ]

Yet, the team of doctors were confused. I had two heart attacks, out of body experiences, false sights and sounds, and even a deja vu experience. For months I was having a ‘burning brain’ condition and docs in Stanford were going crazy diagnosing the mess heaped there. So they concluded I was Bio Polar, which is a wide and accomodative enough spectrum I believe !

Somethings about bio polar affliction and people with BP … They are usually very creative, it is said. It is considered to be an Organic Disease (something to do with DNA, Physiology and Brain Matter). Sometimes they are also diagnosed with Schiziophrenia – or Schizoid, which I was. Sometimes, such people are hyperactive and keep themselves at work for long hours; and sometimes, they are very supressed (depressed word may be true but not always) and sleep for hours, which could be a sign for depression.

Through all this, at first, I did not know anything about Kundalini Awakening nor sought it. But I had heard of the Thousand Shank Sounds. I was into a few yogic practices, primarily breathing and breath control. My nervous plexus would often vibrate violently and, at times, would be strong enough to rock the chair I was sitting on, or the bed, and even a colleague I was then with ! Occasionally, the pillow on my chest would vibrate severely enough to attract notice; once my wife even observed a loose T-Shirt I wore vibrate over heart area ! !

Those days, we thought I was having Tachycardia. It was dangerous thing to have : KA can take one’s life, as it nearly did mine. But life went on, as did my practice. Several times, I would have out of the body experiences. Over time, I lost my anger and learnt the hard way to live in the moment and was always able to choose to be happy. It took a long time… lifetime, I might prefer to use… but for the last two years, in the moment I have been. And happy, I ever am.

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I am writing here for a full disclosure, so that people know the truth, as it was and now is. I have a feeling that I would be bitched behind, which of course would be normal by what life reveals.

I had trained myself to sometimes not sleep for weeks (6, in India) and work long durations in oder to help my son who had 40% brain loss from 3 places with 98% chance of Transition, 2% chance of going Comatose and 0% chance of any movement outside bed or of continuing with his studies. Three psychiatrists from Stanford, Santa Clara Hospital, Almeda County and California State had ruled that, for my then disabled son.

Today, I am happy that my son goes to SJSU where he competed and got into C.Sc. and later transferred to Teaching. He uses one hand to type. More importantly, he led himself through severe barriers and challenges that were his alone, especially on account of his intense dislike of aggression, competitiveness and pronounced egotism normal among his college colleagues.

I had practiced Yoga and become a Yoga Teacher to help my son. I wish him love and sanity, with some humility and honesty, for him to steer himself through his life in this world.

Death Penalty : Or Not ?

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The dead do not seek or need justice.
It is the living who are wronged by others, for no fault of theirs, who need a closure to the constant cry in their heart. Justice has no more or no less context to it.
It is futile to project the justice humans deal out as godly; or as something more or other by packaging it in ornate, philosophical justifications to embellish it.
Death penalty will always be necessary in a society with men who will commit deeds outrageously contravening universal human values, acts that tear out our very hearts without let up with the memory of such exceptional crimes against humanity.In other words, to be able to abolish death penalty, human beings should become immune to the heart’s cry against such vilest of crimes. Until then, all arguments and philosophical homilies would prove spurious, superficial, even perverse.

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Middle Way And Abouts

It always works when the food on the table is moderately dressed and flavoured, with condiments on the side for those who wish to add, intensify or further lighten its taste. The reverse is almost impossible : dishes with intense character must be either heartily embraced or passed through nibbles, few and far in between.

Yet moderation is not just about utility value or wider appeal in the collective. It is a personal challenge difficult to achieve and long to attain. Nor is its domain restricted to matters sensed. There it is, perfected by few in speech and thought, behaviour and ethics, and in their very being : renouncing, aware, curious, unpossessive, interested but unattached with any… As one seated and unanchored, afloat, complete in the moment and outgrown in the next. Life then is in the god within calculus, differentiating to limited zero and integrating over upto infinity.

Extremes, away from the middle way, are unavoidable for the curious and the experience-hungry, for the character it gives to things and the personality it brings out in people : leaving them more individual than universal, more coiled in upon themselves than expanded. As the Everest climbers say : one, it’s there and that itself fills us with the imperative; and, two, the conquering only seems to be happening on the outside… It actually is over our self.

Ah, yes, I cannot imagine a youthful being who does not step up every once in a while to tap on the shoulders of the eextremes, the abouts spread around the moderate life that people, only ever ready to launch themselves towards eternity, choose to follow. The rest of us are aspirational, merely, until the call within intensifies to give the rise in our flight. The silence would descend upon us sometime in future, and deepen enough to set us in the immutability inhering in the Middle Way.

 

Alternate History : The Great Indic Migration

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The Great Indian Migrations Into The West…

Originally posted on Truth Within, Shines Without:

Adapted from Subhash Kak’s essay :  The Mahabharata and the Sindhu-Sarasvati Tradition 

Source : http://www.ece.lsu.edu/kak/MahabharataII.pdf

The task of synthesising convergence of several propositions to visualise the sum event spread out on space and time is more challenging than what most modern historians have so far been capable of. I have been adapting the studies and conclusions of exceptional minds on this blog, for the love of truth.

The series continues …

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The Mahabharata is an encyclopaedia of early Indian culture and history, including the Sindhu-Sarasvati (SS) tradition. For example, the Mahabharata and the Puranas call Visnu and Siva by the name Ekasrnga, the “onehorned one,” or the unicorn, which is one of the most striking images from the mature phase of the SS Tradition. The Santi-Parva (chapter 343) of the Mahabharata speaks of the one-tusked boar (Varaha) who saves the earth as Visnu’s incarnation. Here Varaha is described as being…

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Beaches in Winters

Originally posted on My Oddly Drawn Thoughts. Whatever.:

I like beaches in winters. Walking with nothing but my own thoughts and the salty, cool air flicking my hair strands in every direction. It calms me. It soothes my soul. It’s okay if the breeze evaporates my tears leaving tear stains on my cheeks. It’s okay. It’s okay because no one is there to witness it and no one is there to ask me if I’m okay. Because, in all honesty, I don’t know.


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Rebel’s Exile Simple — I

It began early but in those days bleak

College, late teen, taught stupidity

That vocation they wished for me

Ere I found ways an’ chose to keep

So I trained for that I wished no part

At noons droning, sultry and hot

Meanings empty, drummed tall

Hopes detailed in abuzz halls

Logic, sciences, cures supposed

Lures promised of career before…

Then it was I’d let all pass

Sensing apart, nebulous

Through the pain plain

And crassery obvious.

It resolved next over long years

Under several keen-eyed Masters

Watching, prompting, allaying fears

In texts I read, the words they spoke

The women I kissed and drinks I stole

And in the temples I sat with weed

A pregnant heart and smoking need

Poised, unclear, primed high, slow

Amidst sights that hid the core

With life curating in my thrall

Sans money, its raised walls

Secreted egos it bade on call

Definitions heaped on a newborn

Unaware, dreaming murmurs soft :

On rainbow drift of yet one love

Hours, days and years passed

Freedom clenched of love fast

While I lived and earned just

A bit more, with a tiny plus

Content to walk in own spirit

Hands linked in troubled company

But in step and concurring

Trusting, beautiful, unworldly

With the unreal and its reality

Peace in disquiet, witnessing

Same being one and its fields :

Matter, mind and I within

Nature, powers fomenting

Hunger, laws, and drives cyclic

Then sleep empty, blissful clean

And dreams spun out of within

And the waking … happy or mean

Chuckling life’s huhs, sighing entirety :

Vanity fairs, deserted galleries

Burning days, moonlit oasis…

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— to be continued —

Muse Betwixt The Extremes

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It mattered, I guess, that all of that blissful bonanza had converged of its own accord, as an unexpected benediction or a widening windfall that finds you totally unaware. It made crafting this piece a personal de rigueur.

Originally posted on Truth Within, Shines Without:

It was one of the most beautiful of mornings : breeze on the other side of the glass wall, cozily warmed of sun obliquely on the back, and bright ambience cool through the innerwear and a half-sleeve wollen over my long shirt. Unusually, and very surprisingly, the news daily I was browsing through contributed by not carrying needless conflict on behalf of its political masters and paying clientele. At intervals I could even snatch recalls of the rolling music of Jerry Garcia, bouncing notes of Fleetwood Mac, and the iterating rounded strains of Tull’s flute. It mattered, I guess, that all of that blissful bonanza had converged of its own accord, as an unexpected benediction or a widening windfall that finds you totally unaware. It made crafting this piece a personal de rigueur.

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World : Dec 06, 2011

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I’d made my first blog post on Dec 04, 2011.
This was the second … Quote
The Putin Mafia in Russia, social strife in China as the economy lags, inability of the West to live up to Kyoto, Iran, MB in Egypt…
“Dear Mr Sibal, it is YOU who are accountable to the people; we are NOT accountable to you. Now repeat 100 times.”
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Originally posted on Truth Within, Shines Without:

Inflation, of the kind we have suffered, is very simply understood… too many rupees chasing too few value (goods n services) for long.

@timesofindia edit “Don’t Let Go” is a desperately blinkered analysis, approbation and advise to the Govt to push forward on FDI in Retail.

How about BigBizHonchos making a case for their associates to make good on Rs 47K cr loan (Rs 10 cr or more ) defaults to PSU banks !

Biz honchos have advocated FDI for ” modernising the retail.” I understand “modernising” and better “organising” the back-end. But Y FDI ?

The Putin Mafia in Russia, social strife in China as the economy lags, inability of the West to live up to KyotoIran, MB in Egypt

“Dear Mr Sibal, it is YOU who are accountable to the people; we are NOT accountable to you. Now repeat 100 times.”

“Muslims…

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Journal India

A Friday stands out for those who work 5 – day weeks. There’s no other day like it, especially for the young at heart who feel forever starved of me-time. The music is already on in the mind and the evening, bathed in freedom, is pregnant with opportunities. Its spell intoxicates with anticipation much before the first sip is tasted.

Yet, what would a week be without its disappointments. First, that opinion which held the agriculture ‘guilty’ of being slow to grow, and a drag on indices otherwise so promising. What does one say to that ? That, dear fool, you wouldn’t be alive, nor would there be an economy at all without agriculture, drag or not. I’m sure the opinion meant to underscore the need to inject improved ways into farming. But there was no gentleness or depth in the expression to communicate that.

Likewise seem the battle cries of feminists, who deem the veiled ways of woman in several societies as an insult and a means to deny females of their womanhood. Again, perhaps the intent is to point to their denial of choice in the matter; but the expression doesn’t seem as reasoned or stark. Woman should be able to choose, also to retain a curtained living space they can recede to when they want. In the summer, it is common to see women keep their faces veiled, as do men, to protect themselves from heat and blast of hot winds. We all keep ourselves covered, more or less, do we not ? I myself choose not to step into the living area of my house when it is filled with people I do not relate with. How does that take away my manhood, I wonder.

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I wrote through the week in bits and pieces about the debt crisis in Greece. The harshest critics of its past and present government say that it has been profligate, more socialistic than it can afford, and downright irresponsible. Almost all advocate for the systemic status quo, IMF conditions to extended debt and the holy cow of scheduled repayments, the rights of European banks to assets in lieu if bailout loans to pay their dues are not arranged, and that high moral ground found on their own economic comfort.

The erroneous ways of successive Greek administrations is undeniable, not for the populist policy they pursued but because they created and ignored the revenue deficit for far too long, as to lose the capacity to manage the urgent consequences. The IMF loan and earlier EU bailout itself was a perverse capitalist attempt to fish in already murky waters. Was it not evident that loan for repaying a previous is signal to spiral into abyss ? Wasn’t Greece already living by a book that was openly unsquared off ? As a sovereign state, it was entitled to its erroneous way. But the pundits in IMF and EU ? Why did they not foresee the intractable compounding in its future along the set trajectory ?

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It is a curious observation : I prefer life, and my movies, to be either grand or deep. Raquel Welch’s Hannie Caulder and Lee Van Cleef’s films were grand; no ambiguity, nothing grey that wouldn’t resolve into white or black soon enough. The Dishonoured Lady was deep; as exploratory was Vivien Leigh’s The Deep Blue Sea. Music can be both…

In continuation with my two-part Yoga posts, I’ll leave you with a sacred observation from Isha Upanishad :

” They are in dark, who do not know.

” They are in greater darkness,  who are engaged in living by what they know.”

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On Indian soldiers in World War I …

What if forgotten, @BBCNews ?
What if remembered ?

If anybody told you they were anything other than mercenaries, with no cause of their own, they are lying for their own present day reasons.
What we do remember, and shall always, is how methodically the white country of Britain destroyed our economy, humiliated our people, disabused our knowledge base, killed our traditional educational institutions, partitioned our nation, and deliberately killed our millions through Churchill — induced famine.
That is all there is to remember… along with Edwina’s honeytrap on islamised Nehru.
Yeah, that is what we all would remember.

@narendramodi tweets of nirvana day, this day on which Swami Vivekananda shed his body.
The Sanatana Way has no such ‘nirvana’ concept. There is ‘moksha’ which is different … No one need necessarily die to attain that. Especially not the ever liberated ones…

In Vivekananda’s own words : I will shed this body as its date of use expires… I will come again and again to serve the living gods on earth — the poor, disempowered and the weak, and the ignorant everywhere.

‪#‎Epic‬ Lewis Carroll presented a mathematics book to Queen Victoria after she, impressed with Alice’s Adventures, requested that he dedicate his next work to her.
Maths ! ? Yeah.

Islamic‬ madrassa graduates can only become owaisis, not Abdul Kalams !

India’s Eco-Political Way

India’s republican politics began with social justice and managed economy, which soon degenerated into banana democracy and crony capitalism riding on corruption, red tapism and opaque governance, before it rebounded in early 1990s, consolidating through the turn of the century, worsening after 2005 and again jump- starting now in the middle of the second decade.

One marked feature in our current run is the confidence the country has shown in trusting its own particular basket of priorities, policies, institutional processes and governance structures, tuned to its very specific security, polity, energy, infra and consumption needs. It braced the transparency challenge and technologicall multipliers to appreciable effect, built grandly on democratic participation of its population, and has added flexibilities that have made for high responsiveness in real time.

Hence, today when I hear Noam Chomsky rail against the tyranny and subversions by the greedy and powerful, and for the vulnerable people, I gather that his concern is with how the situation is in the US, in particular, and wherever the US-style of capitalism has come to prevail. The crisis in Greece represents the same ‘colonialism by other means’ that US– backed IMF and Germany–led EU institutions pursue on behalf of their respective keepers and their MNC beneficiaries.

I specifically do not see the described problem relate to the ground situation in India, where the govt has rolled out a slew of food, education and health guarantee schemes for the poor, several public distribution channels operated or assured by the state, economic security, housing and small enterprise facilitation programs, etc.

The current NDA administration especially has been both people-centred and responsive in real time. And our participatory democracy couldn’t be better as of now, relatively speaking.

Which thought is sort of assuring and encouraging of the very tailored middle-way economic path India has chosen to follow, now with even greater strength and directed focus than ever before.

It spells goodness and virtuous polity when people trust their country and believe in its trajectory coming from before. The future is still unknown; but it wouldn’t be bad, we know.

The Discontent’s Heart

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The moon solitary, the sky in itself

The heart lonely each time we met;

Hope is dead, even the stars have set

Just the reek shimmers within the self;

Is this life, we call ?

Breathing mere, alive just

The body lonely,

The spirit dumped. ?

Even with partners I met on way 

We trod alone, apart in own sway;

Beyond these lights, off and on

The house will then rest alone

By itself, shrivelled and forlorn

Waiting… after I am long gone

Glass eyed but still looking on

Absent steps, path overgrown.

Why insist, my dear, for my tale bland

Weaves insipid, its joyless strands ?

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Blistering frenzy would have brough him to these ruins

Else who would light a lamp in storm this booming ?

Speck every must hold his prayers pure

With God must he have each form cured 

Quenching the thirst of burning thorns

Palms loving, the dripping waters hot.

And if he’d find a shining golden rock

Reflect it’d his clear, own broken heart.

Ere the traveller wipes the blood spatters clean

Know, he raised this garden in barrens rocky.

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Adaptations of poems

written and sung by Meena Kumari.

The Peacock Feel

This morning, the monsoon is in view :

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Our Duties. Our Respect.

The Indian Constitution, which Prime Minister Narendra Modi deems as the only ‘Bible’ for his administration, contains several sections numbered from I to XXI. The part IVA contains the Fundamental Duties that every citizen of India must live up to and be guided by. Though not enforceable, its presence in the august body of guidelines assigns to it the status of a national calling, a mandate of the collective for what each citizen must ensure in his or her conduct in everyday life.

Even though the breach of laid fundamental duties by an individual is not punishable by law, perhaps to restrict the State from misusing such powers and to retain the liberal environment for all citizens, any transgression of such duties would automatically devalue the citizen in the eyes of the national mainstream. And such a devaluation cannot be considered to be discriminatory against the person or prejudicial to his right to equal treatment and place in society, especially if the deviant behaviour is perceived to be an act of will and not merely inadvertent.

The Fundamental Duties mandates that it shall be the duty of every citizens of India :

(a) to abide by the Constitution and respect its ideals and institutions, the National Flag and the National Anthem;

(b) to cherish and follow the noble ideals which inspired our national struggle for freedom;

(c) to uphold and protect the sovereignty, unity and integrity of India;

(d) to defend the country and render national service when called upon to do so;

(e) to promote harmony and the spirit of common brotherhood amongst all the people of India transcending religious, linguistic and regional or sectional diversities; to renounce practices derogatory to the dignity of women;

(f) to value and preserve the rich heritage of our composite culture;

(g) to protect and improve the natural environment including forests, lakes, rivers and wild life, and to have compassion for living creatures;

(h) to develop the scientific temper, humanism and the spirit of inquiry and reform;

(i) to safeguard public property and to abjure violence;

(j) to strive towards excellence in all spheres of individual and collective activity so that the nation constantly rises to higher levels of endeavour and achievement.

My felt need to direct a spotlight on this important section of our Constitution, that is treated almost casually and essentially as a mere afterthought, arose out this evidence of serious, willful and repeated breach of its provisions by groups of people and religious communities.

It is my attempt at letting the deviants know why they are looked down upon by the national mainstream. It is because, by their conduct, they themselves declare to the rest of us how little value they have for their citizenship, even while claiming and clamouring for all the rights it offers to them.

It is only by abidance to our essential and mandated duties can we deserve to be treated as no less and step up to meet others as honourable citizens of this great nation, which is on the move.

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