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Art of living -a view

Image result for art of livingThere are several organisations delivering art of living programmes on identical lines. Aasanas and mudras are the same every where slightly varying from platform to platform devolving  different modus operandi from programme to programme with the sole purpose of eliciting peace, health and fitness which are quite in vogue in YOGA. There can’t be two opinions on the therapy utilisation  on bumper scale people are able to secure. Some people ask as to how this applies in relation to sex. It does in the same measure as other areas forming any part of the body as no therapy functions with any kind of prejudice. If you feel mentally at ease, this feel operates in the whole body  and not only brain.

 


 

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Culture abuse stands hyperbolised:

.Image result for cheerleadersIndia’s cultural image has been having a top rank reputation all over the world with the slogan “Yastu nariyastu poojyantey ramante tatra devta” (angels live where ladies are worshipped) and their status in the society attained much bigger a status and necessary campaign on this front brought glory with recognition sky high.Thanks to people like Raja Ram Mohan Roy, Swami Vibekanand and several others who were the great pioneers on this count leading to tremendous upliftment of the women with capability to elicit respect and dignity in the society. Now that today’s status extended to the women folks warrant a hault as heading beyound this may just lead to big social disorder creating a chaos proportionate between males and females. Heading onwards beyond society girls culture is always like distorting and diminish their grace. Frailty thy name is Woman is what Shakespear quoted and dignity and honour attained is to be retained without hyperbolising the same.


 

Dating in romance?

Image result for datingIt dates back to ancient times and the culture on this front has already blossomed to pinacle after Adam and Eve arrived on earth or say, as quoted by Jaishankar Prasad in his Kamayani, Manu and Shraddha.That day onwards the phenomenon has travelled in much larger a measure and the current generation of humanity is fondly enjoying it cosily and with much greater an enthusiasm and anxiety.No body can evisage as to what shape it would acquire in days to come. Rahul Sankrityayan describes in his masterpiece Volga to Ganga an instance narrating that an young man requisitioning sex to a woman who responds “…Look, only yesterday I had it with another man and have agreed for today also to sleep with some body else. You can take the chance after a few days from now”. With media so active on this front, today that sort of modus operandi so much in vogue, there is nothing left to be resorted to in relation to romance and sex. The moment you open your laptop, you get face to face to a  mammoth crowd of aspirants seeking love and sex and your email is flooded with such naked and nude propositions and one cannot afford even a sort out at the cost of your otherwise the genuine mails warranting your attention to the work related issues. If the scenario in the offing improves further, it is a sheer abuse of the culture likely to hamper India’s cultural heritage.

Starbucks Planner 2017

Nice one full of inspirations, hence this reblog for the use by the readers of this blog. All the pictures provide a glimpse of divine sort of a satiation.

glimmer of happiness 🙂

Hello! As promised, I’ll be showing you pages of my Starbucks planner. This planner was given to me by my friend, Lucky. ❤ I’m so grateful and happy!

I got the coffee stain design and this is what the cover looks like. It also comes with a cloth pouch (that matches the planner’s cover), magnetic bookmark and erasable pen.

This planner offers a weekly page and Notes page after each week. 

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In the void air towards THEE….?

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  • Suffering from the pangs of seclusion and hankering for a look and glimpse of his love partner he stretches his hands towards the horizon but in vain, she is not there nor his voice is audible to her and the distance between the two increases tens of times with the passage of time and out of a sheer disgust he cries in the vacuum “…In the void air towards thee my strained arms are cast”. Much easier it is to pursue a loose sort of love but tremendously difficult and tortuously painful to go for the one that is serenely ecstatic with an absolute satiation close to Divine where pangs of seclusion are manifest much larger in more serene an order on the face of the partners with the whole world in their fist. Possibly it was this kind of love for which Thomas Hardy made the lady of one of his novels wandering alone in the Egdon Heath crying “Give me love, my Lord, give it to me, give it, give it” (sic). Love is not a kabaddi game or a lust, love is a great sacrifice.

  • Some of my beloved readers requested me to write something exclusively on love and to  meet their requisition I put up here one of my poems in the form of prose, hence this writeup.

In the void air towards THEE….?

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  • Suffering from the pangs of seclusion and hankering for a look and glimpse of his love partner he stretches his hands towards the horizon but in vain, she is not there nor his voice is audible to her and the distance between the two increases tens of times with the passage of time and out of a sheer disgust he cries in the vacuum “…In the void air towards thee my strained arms are cast”. Much easier it is to pursue a loose sort of love but tremendously difficult and tortuously painful to go for the one that is serenely ecstatic with an absolute satiation close to Divine where pangs of seclusion are manifest much larger in more serene an order on the face of the partners with the whole world in their fist. Possibly it was this kind of love for which Thomas Hardy made the lady of one of his novels wandering alone in the Egdon Heath crying “Give me love, my Lord, give it to me, give it, give it” (sic). Love is not a kabaddi game or a lust, love is a great sacrifice.

  • Some of my beloved readers requested me to write something exclusively on love and to  meet their requisition I put up here one of my poems in the form of prose, hence this writeup.

Fear not dreaded devils in you:

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Dreaded devils have nothing like a specified place to stay and they could be seen and felt any where mainly including your own brain and heart. Those having faith in Lord Buddha might have gone through the respective literature intensively with his encounters with dare devils and also supernaturals and at a stage he felt so disgusted because of these confrontations that he decided to call it a day to pursuing the Truth, Truth the eternal. Thanks to Sujata, the village girl, who inspired Him to stick to the mission that led him to become ‘the ENLIGHTENED SOUL’. He also became ‘Light of Asia’ in the very name of the book. He was hailed as God incarnate all over the world and his followers are to compulsorily chant ‘Buddham sharnam gachhami’.(O! Lord, I submit to your grace). On return home, he shared all his encounters with devils and dreaded devils with Yashodhara, his wife. His views on them are contained in Paali like this:

attahi athhno natho kohi natho paro siya”

BuddhaAnd one gets more or less a near factual translation of the above when a reference is made to Milton who wrote “…mind’s its own place and it can make hell of a heaven and heaven of a hell”. Man is the Master of his mind capable of controlling it the way he wants cleansing and purifying it.