i will not post this here if i don't see my blog as a straight reflection of the process that has been happening in me since around the time i began this blog. (a little complicated sentence, isn't it?). well, the fact is i committed a grave mistake the day before yesterday mixing up a whole lot of plain data for a front page story for my paper. around noon yesterday the chief calls up and asks venu how did it happen? then i check and find what he says is true! everything is mixed up! that is the straight fact! there is no point in probing how it happened. i feel elated. nowadays it is very difficult to find me committing a mistake. i was running along like a non-stop express roaring along and gathering speed and there was no way i could get out of these free skidding rails. then this sudden jolt, as though the wheels had bounced up over a crossbar placed in the path by some careless mechanic. while in the air, i thought: don't miss this opportunity! so straight i put in my resignation letter; but the chief, he tears it up.
the wheels bounce down clean on the rails and the train keeps skidding along, hooting its whistle, heading towards all the dangerous curves that lie ahead.
*****
Saturday, 28 July 2012
Thinking
"Thinking is a quality of your inner being. What does 'thinking' mean? It means to retain your consciousness, to remain alert and aware, to encounter a problem. A problem is there--you face it with your total awareness and then arises an answer, a response. This is thinking"
-- Osho
-- Osho
Saturday, 7 July 2012
random thought
"The Lord is seated in the heart of all beings turning all beings mounted upon a machine by his Maya" -- Gita.
i am a combination of cells
and molecules and atoms,
and molecules and atoms,
clinging together, repelling one another,
forming and dropping away,
forming and dropping away,
configured in a certain configuration,
containing the energy that is the energy of the earth and the sun,
containing the energy that is the energy of the earth and the sun,
the consciousness of the whole,
yet divided,
fractured,
because at the third level,
the mind,
i cannot conceive.
the mind,
i cannot conceive.
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