Mindfullness means exactly what the word means. It is as simple. When practiced, it saves a lot of waste such as waste of time, happy moments, health etc. Before i decided to implement it, I used to keep doing the thing i was doing. If I am eating, i will keep eating even after i am full. I would have hard time to stop my bad habits. A simple habit to remind myself is enough to stop me from eating more. sleeping needlessly or just wasting time and energy is a big change in life.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
I can identify with this song
Kabira Lyrics
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Na dhoop chune na chhaaon
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Kisi thor tike na paaon (x2)
Ban liya apna paigambar
Tar liya tu saat samandar
Phir bhi sookha mann ke andar
Kyun reh gaya
Re Kabira maan jaa
Re Faqeera maan jaa
Aaja tujhko pukaare teri parchhaaiyan
Re Kabira maan ja
Re Faqeera maan ja
Kaisa tu hai nirmohi kaisa harjaaiya
Tooti chaarpaai wohi
Thandi purvaai rasta dekhe
Doodhon ki malaai wohi
Mitti ki suraahi rasta dekhe..
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Lab namak rame na misri
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Tujhe preet purani bisri..
Mast Maula, mast Kalander
Tu hawa ka ek bavandar
Bujh ke yun andar hi andar
Kyun reh gaya..
Re Kabira maan jaa
Re Faqeera maan jaa
Aaja tujhko pukaare teri parchhaaiyan
Re Kabira maan ja
Re Faqeera maan ja
Kaisa tu hai nirmohi kaisa harjaaiya...
Na dhoop chune na chhaaon
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Kisi thor tike na paaon (x2)
Ban liya apna paigambar
Tar liya tu saat samandar
Phir bhi sookha mann ke andar
Kyun reh gaya
Re Kabira maan jaa
Re Faqeera maan jaa
Aaja tujhko pukaare teri parchhaaiyan
Re Kabira maan ja
Re Faqeera maan ja
Kaisa tu hai nirmohi kaisa harjaaiya
Tooti chaarpaai wohi
Thandi purvaai rasta dekhe
Doodhon ki malaai wohi
Mitti ki suraahi rasta dekhe..
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Lab namak rame na misri
Kaisi teri khudgarzi
Tujhe preet purani bisri..
Mast Maula, mast Kalander
Tu hawa ka ek bavandar
Bujh ke yun andar hi andar
Kyun reh gaya..
Re Kabira maan jaa
Re Faqeera maan jaa
Aaja tujhko pukaare teri parchhaaiyan
Re Kabira maan ja
Re Faqeera maan ja
Kaisa tu hai nirmohi kaisa harjaaiya...
Relationships in India
A very large population in India has ensured low penalty for failed relationships but better proficiency to handling relations. In USA, relationships are so important. People generally live in nuclear families dependent for emotional support on a very small set of people. If people are staying at one place, it pays to make sure healthy relationships with limited number of people one gets to meet and live with. It is also the reason why death is so feared in USA and why people even in big cities suicide to get away from loneliness.
Situation is exactly opposite in India. I meet at least tens of people on a daily basis. I have to consistently adjust my behavior according to person i meet i. e. family member, servant, government officer or strangers. On one hand, this intense human interaction leads to excellent people skills but on the other hand, it causes lowering the value of maintaining a healthy relationships. If one relationship fails, people can afford to move on fast. Apathy and deception in relationships is, therefore, prevalent. Some people have made deception a profession. I know some who go on taking loan from one person after other only to never pay them back. But they can still do it because the sheer number of relationships they can afford to waste.
Situation is exactly opposite in India. I meet at least tens of people on a daily basis. I have to consistently adjust my behavior according to person i meet i. e. family member, servant, government officer or strangers. On one hand, this intense human interaction leads to excellent people skills but on the other hand, it causes lowering the value of maintaining a healthy relationships. If one relationship fails, people can afford to move on fast. Apathy and deception in relationships is, therefore, prevalent. Some people have made deception a profession. I know some who go on taking loan from one person after other only to never pay them back. But they can still do it because the sheer number of relationships they can afford to waste.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
i have changed address so many times
That i cannot remember.
may 2001 - may 2002 - chicken and ribs
may 2002 - may 2003 - adam
may 2003 - Dec 2003 - no indian
jan 2004 - may 2004 - campus square
may 2004 - may 2006 - graham
may 2006 - nov 2006 - 308
dec 2006 - dec 2007 - fountainhead, ma
sept 2007 - may 2008 - newton, ma
may 2008 - Dec 2008 - worcester, ma
Jan 2009 - Dec 2009 - Ahmedabad, IN
Jan 2010 - June 2010 - Delhi
July 2010 - Pittsburg, PA
Aug 2010 - Apr 2011 - Hellertown, PA
Apr 2011 to Oct 2011 - Whitehall PA
Nov 2011 - Jul 2013 - Corning, NY
Aug 2013 - Paris, France
may 2001 - may 2002 - chicken and ribs
may 2002 - may 2003 - adam
may 2003 - Dec 2003 - no indian
jan 2004 - may 2004 - campus square
may 2004 - may 2006 - graham
may 2006 - nov 2006 - 308
dec 2006 - dec 2007 - fountainhead, ma
sept 2007 - may 2008 - newton, ma
may 2008 - Dec 2008 - worcester, ma
Jan 2009 - Dec 2009 - Ahmedabad, IN
Jan 2010 - June 2010 - Delhi
July 2010 - Pittsburg, PA
Aug 2010 - Apr 2011 - Hellertown, PA
Apr 2011 to Oct 2011 - Whitehall PA
Nov 2011 - Jul 2013 - Corning, NY
Aug 2013 - Paris, France
I don't know who wrote but this is what i find in old books
Inside The Madness ( Exploration )
Missing image
I never really knew for sure
just how badly I was broken
Until the demons In my head
were prodded and awoken
Hearing all those whispers
crawling In my mind
I take a peek behind the mask
dreading what I'II find
Ash upon the embers
Fire within the cloud
Blends with shadowed whispers
and becomes my silken shroud
I have the scars to guide me
to show me where I've been
False hope, and Illusions
are mostly what I've seen
In darkened hours of sullen nights
as shrouded as the dead
Tears spring from my fragile mask
and drown me In my head
The calm Is now the storm
as fire drips from my eyes
Lift the mask slowly up ~and~
look under my disguise
My journal during time in Indicorps 2009 - 10
31st Jan 09
Today was the interview. I have prepared the
interview by talking with Mamta. I was prepared to answer most of the questions
found on the net. I reached ISB around 40 mins before the scheduled time. They
gave me a word “realm” to write a hundred word essay. I had no difficulty
writing an essay. By the time I finished the interview one guy took me to the
room for interview. There was a panel of two staff members and an alumni to
take my interview. I did not answer well to most of the questions and
completely failed to steer the interview to present myself in the way I
inteneded.
9th Feb 09
Disappointing day. I had hoped that EVDO card will be
activated today and ISB will give call today. Both of the things did not
materialize. I am tense, tomorrow is the last day of the decision by ISB. My
mind has started preparing for a rejection. I realize that I have lost that
willpower which used to make me come out of any crisis or make anything
possible for me. Maybe ISB rejection will put back that fire in me.
10th Feb. 09
ISB rejection is finally in as I expected. In reality, I had
not expected the rejection. I have at least expected wait listing. But maybe I
was this bad in the interview. I am in no mood to type anymore. Future seems so
bad. But it is probably an overstatement that I am all that broken. I am slowly
coming to senses that Indicorps is the perfect thing for me. Maybe this is the
blessing in disguise.
19th feb 09
Oh what a day. I worked all day on my computer. It is such a
nice feeling of fulfillment at the end of the day. Indicorps has so amazing
people. Staff people set out time with me to talk about my things. It is such a
nice way to show care for me. I am all but impressed with this bunch of
achievers. They work 10 in the morning to 2 in the night. Make their own food,
wash their clothes, and travel in buses or on foot. They are in themselves
living Gandhis. They set out on “be the change you want in the world”. And the
rest is as good if not less. The kids all around make it so natural a place for
me to stay and prosper. Sometimes insecurities bother me. I have no answers but
questions and search only. I am sending emails for the green paper and getting
reply back. It feels so nice to have this communication. I get a sense of power
people reply when I contact them.
23rd Feb.
Last week, we met Harris Wafford. Learnings –
And also two laborers who put sand in the GandiAhsram.
Wondered about the meaning of self-pity self respect and come to see it in a
different light. There are other migrants. But they seem to have better sense
of self. Doctor spoke about the 50% share in the body and that you can not take
care of your body. It is just that. Whether we take the responsibility of
ourselves or not. I am gung-ho on the concept of indijournal.
27th Feb 2009
The speak4 change class went real good. I could see point
coming from people. We showed MLK “I have a dream” speech. It generated a lot
of interest in people. We had a round on what dream we have. It was a surprise
to hear some of the point brought up by people. Maulik pointed out that the
speech was mostly forward looking and not backward looking. Most of the time
MLK’s thoughts were pointed to a brighter future rather than remembering the
past. Another point brought up by him during a discussion was that we are
invariably linked with the country in all of our actions. If we bribe that
actually goes into creating more corruption in the country. It is like we do
our bit to a larger problem. We are no less to blame even if we did a small
petty infringement of law.
I get a high out of a successful class. Siddharth gave a rousing presentation and I could see the favorable impression it made on people. They were excited and probably bring others to the class next time. After the class, I gave a lecture on bearing responsibilities to Jayesh. He was shirking responsibilities for quite some time now. He took the responsibility to create the class next time. After dinner we went to naturals icecream parlour to celebrate the success. I was wearing a kuch to karo yaar tshirt. There were some youg netas there smoking, drinking and chatting up. They made fun of us. I did not bother but instead of leaving the scene confronted them in their laughter by telling them which organization I come from. They did not bother much and I was off to have icecream.
Jan 9th,
2010
A lot of change in the first week of the January. We
(Mamta and I) went to the Diu to celebrate our anniversary and subsequently
moved to Delhi. Diu is closest you can get to a heaven on earth at least from
our standard. For one, there was no tout to take you around the island and second,
no hassle getting a hotel room like other places in India where you have to
prove that married people have to prove their marriages. Diu has bike rental
places where we got a scooty to set exploring beaches of this 40 square
kilometer island. What a vacation it was, day were spend exploring the island,
evenings on the moonlit beaches next to the fire listening music of the waves
and nights making love. We replaced bottled water with the coconut water available
everywhere, ate out at local Portuguese places and drank a lot and crated
scene.
Feb 28th 2010
I realize that life is an abyss. You can not fall enough.
This is such a valid reason for optimism. Any base is a self-made creation.
May 10th 2010
I learned at Indicorps that simplicity is viable. It is also
convenient to take a bus rather than wait for a taxi besides a bus present more
opportunities to observe and interact with people. Recently, during such a bus
ride an interesting thing happened. On the way to a certain destination, the
bus driver insisted on following rules and forced me to disembark a mile before
the destination. I found it strange that a bus wala in Delhi would follow
rules. On my return an hour later, I, incidentally, got the same bus, though I
was nowhere close to a bus stop. The same bus wala followed rules on my way to
destination and forgot about rules on my return. I thought hard about the
contrast in the behavior of the bus driver and finally discovered what is
called aligned incentives.
As far as I know buses are leased to bus drivers on daily
(weekly or monthly) basis and therefore, it is in the bus driver’s interest to
maximize earning. One of the ways to maximize earning is to not run buses when riders
are fewer. The lowered bus frequency could be experience on a hot afternoon
(apparently, when buses are needed the most). Also, the maximizing earning
effect could be experienced in how bus drivers treat people. Once a person
purchase ticket, the drive’s interest is fulfilled. There is no other value to
extract from the person. Thus, on my way to my destination, I was forced to disembark
because I have already purchased the ticket. Following rules was a convenient
way to achieve the intended outcome. However, on my return, I held the value as
a possible customer, and so rules were not followed.
This incident made me think about other things happening
around me. The world runs not because of rules but because of aligned
incentives.
Old Amazing Poems
I can't believe now I wrote them.
केवल एक विचार है
शरीर है तो अस्तित्व है
प्यार है घ्रणा है
रिश्तो में बंधा है
अधिकार है
हल्कापन नहीं है
जैसा शरीर के ना होने पर होता
काया है तो रास है
भूख है प्यास है
नींद है आश है
अन्जान है पर बना है
शरीर असुविधा है
भारी तन लेकर चलना पड़ता है
"मैं" है तो भय है
विनती है अहंकार है
अँधेरे में जो पला है
रोशिनी विज्ञान है
मेरी कवितायें
मेरी कवितायें
मेरे मैं की कहानी हो सक्ती है ।
मेरे सच का बना दर्पण
तुम्हारे सच को दिखा सकती हैं ।
मेरी कवितायें
मेरे सुख दुःख की साथी हो सकती हैं ।
इस घने अनंत में वो सूर्य हो सकती हैं
तुम्हारे दिये में वो बाती हो सकती है।
सोता दिन
एक सुबह निकली
बिना धूप की ।
ना ही उस्में तेज था
ना थी सोखी
जो सोख सक्ती, मेरे आलस को
और फिर बरसात चली
बिना बूँदों की ।
ना ही उसमें नमी थी
ना ही थी उमंग
जो मस्ती से भर सक्ती, मेरे मन को।
आखिर में बस एक आह निकली
बिना विचारो के ।
बिना भावो के ।
ना ही उसमे गम था
ना ही थी खुली हँसी
जो कम से कम रोक सक्ती, मेरे सोते दिन को।
kOsao kOsao
AnauBava idyao tUnao ijandgaI
kOsao kOsao AnauBava idyao tUnao ijandgaI
isarifro Ajagar sao laaogaao ko saaqa
baadlaao sao #vaaba laokr
calao Aayao banaato KUbasaUrt hvaa
AaOr pa ilayao baoisar pOr kI ijandgaI
kOsao kOsao rastao pr Gaumaayaa tUnao ijandgaI
AarjaU ikyaa jaao
]D,anaao kao mana kI
]D,anao calao ptnga saI
calato calao jaha^M laokr gayaI hvaa
AaOr pa gayao ek hlkI ijandgaI
khanaI
vaao Aba khanaI bana gayaI
jaao kla huAa krtI qaI
hr ek puranaI caIja kao
saD, jaanaa caaihyao
Aba vaao vaIranaI hao gayaI
jaao ABaI tk BarI rhtI qaI
hr ek idla kao kuC idna tao
KalaI rhnaa caaihyao ।
मेरी आश
मैं सोचता हूँ ,
मैं रहूँगा हमेशा
ऐसे ही उदास
ऐसे ही खिलखिलाता या कहो
ऐसा ही सर्फिराज
वक़्त की आंधियां या तो मेरे
हौसले तोड़ देंगी या फिर
प्यार की गलियां मेरे लिए
रास्ता ना देंगी, फिर भी
कुछ है यहाँ
मेरे अंदर बैठा हुआ तैयार
इन उदासियों के काले कीचड़ में
स्वच्छ पानी की तरह मिला हुआ
मेरे अंधकार में
रोशिनी सा घुला हुआ
हर एक मेरी कमजोरी को थामे
उस्का मजबूत पह्लु
उस्के अस्तित्व का अभिन्न हिस्सा
मेरी आश
मैं सोचता हूँ ,
मैं रहूँगा हमेशा
ऐसे ही उदास
ऐसे ही खिलखिलाता या कहो
ऐसा ही सर्फिराज
वक़्त की आंधियां या तो मेरे
हौसले तोड़ देंगी या फिर
प्यार की गलियां मेरे लिए
रास्ता ना देंगी, फिर भी
कुछ है यहाँ
मेरे अंदर बैठा हुआ तैयार
इन उदासियों के काले कीचड़ में
स्वच्छ पानी की तरह मिला हुआ
मेरे अंधकार में
रोशिनी सा घुला हुआ
हर एक मेरी कमजोरी को थामे
उस्का मजबूत पह्लु
उस्के अस्तित्व का अभिन्न हिस्सा
मेरी आश
एक विचार
शरीर है तो अस्तित्व है
प्यार है घ्रणा है
रिश्तो में बंधा है
अधिकार है
हल्कापन नहीं है
जैसा शरीर के ना होने पर होता
काया है तो रास है
भूख है प्यास है
नींद है आश है
अन्जान है पर बना है
शरीर असुविधा है
भारी तन लेकर चलना पड़ता है
"मैं" है तो भय है
विनती है अहंकार है
अँधेरे में जो पला है
रोशिनी विज्ञान है
मेरी कवितायें
मेरी कवितायें
मेरे मैं की कहानी हो सक्ती है ।
मेरे सच का बना दर्पण
तुम्हारे सच को दिखा सकती हैं ।
मेरी कवितायें
मेरे सुख दुःख की साथी हो सकती हैं ।
इस घने अनंत में वो सूर्य हो सकती हैं
तुम्हारे दिये में वो बाती हो सकती है।
सोता दिन
एक सुबह निकली
बिना धूप की ।
ना ही उस्में तेज था
ना थी सोखी
जो सोख सक्ती, मेरे आलस को
और फिर बरसात चली
बिना बूँदों की ।
ना ही उसमें नमी थी
ना ही थी उमंग
जो मस्ती से भर सक्ती, मेरे मन को।
आखिर में बस एक आह निकली
बिना विचारो के ।
बिना भावो के ।
ना ही उसमे गम था
ना ही थी खुली हँसी
जो कम से कम रोक सक्ती, मेरे सोते दिन को।
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