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As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book
Evolution of Love Part 2
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October 21, 2019 at 1:14am
October 21, 2019 at 1:14am
#968199
1. " Every time we make the decision to Love someone, we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we Most Love cause us not only great Joy but also great pain. The greatest pain comes from leaving. When the child leaves home, when the husband or wife leaves for good, when the beloved friend departs to another country or dies … the pain of the leaving can tear Us apart....

Still, if we want to avoid the suffering of leaving, we will never experience the joy of Loving. And LOVE is Stronger than fear, Life Stronger than death, Hope Stronger than despair. We HAVE to Trust that the risk of Loving is ALWAYS WORTH TAKING....."

2. " GENUINE LOVE is rarely an Emotional space where needs are instantly gratified. To know Love - We have to INVEST Time and Commitment...Dreaming that Love will save us, Solve all our problems or provide a steady state of Bliss or Security only keeps us stuck in wishful fantasy, undermining the real power of the Love -- Which is to TRANSFORM Us.'' - Many people want Love to function like a drug, giving them an immediate and sustained high. They want to do nothing, just passively receive the good feeling - That CAN NEVER qualify as Love...

WHAT SAY ??????????
October 20, 2019 at 3:26am
October 20, 2019 at 3:26am
#968148
1900-1908

The childhood years of MA Anandamayee were full of beauty, grace and wonder. The period was marked by the manifestation of her supernatural powers or her breaking away from traditional norms and customs and at times by the display of purity and sublime serenity.
MA frequently went into a trance as a child. Somewhere at a distance, a Kirtan session is on and Nirmala Sundari, listening from her bed, is transformed. The room is dark, her state unknown to family mem­bers.
Of course, there were indications. She is usu­ally absent-minded - remains lost in thought even while eating. She probably has visions as she looks up. Grandma gets annoyed but it fails to get a re­sponse from the child. Explaining later MA said - used to see a procession of Gods and Goddesses floating by”.
Strange was the incident of visiting the Mad Shiva at Chalna, where she had gone as a child, ac­companying a great grandmother. She left MA at the temple premises and went on a round with her com­panions. Returning after some time she found MA sitting at the same spot in the same posture without a movement. Nirmala is said to have seen Lord Shiva on that occasion. She saw the Mad Shiva of the temple walking out on to a pond and frolicking in the water. Well, is this the way that an embodiment of the Brahman visualises its own self - a mirror image in the early years? Who knows?
Perhaps it is a divine sport - to see one’s own self without revealing it to others. It was Durga Puja at her maternal uncle’s place in Sultanpur. She was six or seven. As she watched the ritual in progress, she underwent a change. She starts chanting - un­clear words, incomprehensible mantras. An uncle standing near is a witness but he fails to realise the significance.
Once at Kheora, a distantly related grandfather splashed water on her in jest. The grand-daughter joined the fun and ran away to fetch some water. The little girl splashed a fistful of water from a considerable distance on a bewildered grandpa. From where did she get the strength to throw from such a distance!
MA’s childhood did not follow the usual pattern. She would not allow her mother to cry even when she felt like crying in her bereavement. MA would cry out loudly herself to force her mother to forget her grief.
She was full of whims. Once, under a blazing sun she started digging sand to build a circular mound, getting drenched in sweat. What is she doing, Mokhshada wonders, and gets a baffling reply: her daughter is watching the Gods and Goddesses, all those who are installed in people’s homes. Krishna, Radha, Ram, Narayan, you name it and you find it in the sand. The mother becomes speechless - is she getting glimpses of the eternal truth from the utter­ances of a mere child?
The daughter, however, gets little schooling. The first school was at the maternal uncle’s village. To the amazement of the teacher, the little girl learnt the Bengali alphabets in a day - both vowels and conso­nants. There was some irregular schooling at Kheora too. But she proved herself during tests - the ques­tions somehow always came from the limited number of lessons studied by her. Once she memorised a poem in preparation for a School Inspector’s visit. He came, asked her to recite the same very piece and was highly pleased with the performance. In fact, she could learn the lessons without much effort, even if she had to catch up with regular classes. The teacher naturally was all praise and promoted the child from alphabet learning class to the lower primary class.
But routine education failed to attract MA. There was no proper atmosphere for studies. Her mind re­mained enthralled with the communion with the Abso­lute. Once, two European ladies came to Sultanpur to preach Christianity and a delightful MA would not leave their company. She took money from mother to buy a booklet on Christianity. In the evening, she would run out of the village to be with these ladies resting in their tent.

October 19, 2019 at 1:22am
October 19, 2019 at 1:22am
#968103
An avalanche flows through me
Is it love, is it ecstasy?
I don't know...
All I know is that
My heart seems to burst forth
With unbounded love...
And my eyes fill up
As my heart swells
With endless love...
My life is a mirror
Where you look back at me
With such compassion
And Divine acceptance
I feel lost....
Wondering where I met you
If I knew you....
Your eyes smile at me
In pure ecstasy
As you whisper,
"I have carried you
Through the centuries
You have been mine
And will always will be"
I cry,
The tears refusing to part company
As I stare at you...
My heart,
Crying with divine memory
Of Endlessness...
Of You and me...

In deep gratitude
For your endless grace,

October 18, 2019 at 4:33am
October 18, 2019 at 4:33am
#968059
"Beloved Immortal Atman, Beloved seekers and aspirants! Yesterday we were referring to saints and sages as being of two types. Some who were born like other human individuals, but who, by their prayer and persistence in spiritual life, went beyond to God-realization. The second category were never born, ever free souls with some mission on earth; eternally free, perfect beings.
In the case of the latter category, many are born with their advent announced before their birth and with their birth attended by many supernatural, supranormal signs. Sometimes they gave indications of their special divine origin, through certain events or actions, even in their young age. There was no question on any spiritual struggle in them. Sometimes, if they seemed to do sadhana, it was more as an example to guide others, rather than for any necessity of theirs.
Among this unique class of never bound, ever free beings, we have our worshipful Sri Sri Ananda Mayee Ma. Sri Sri Ma was born in a Bengali family in a rural part of East Bengal, which is now a separate state under the name of Bangladesh. It was part of India and Bengal at that time.
Her father and mother were both pious God-fearing people. The special uniqueness of this child when she was born was something we could learn only much later from the lips of Ma herself. Otherwise, there was no means of knowing what the state of consciousness of this child was when it was in infancy. But it is now definite and certain that even from the time of being born, the consciousness of the child was one of awareness of its spiritual identity.
The little infant in the cradle gazed around and saw its surroundings and people moving about, but it was aware that it did not belong to that outer environment and was fully aware of itself as an ever free, ever-perfect soul. At all times the child was fully aware that it was pure, untrammeled spirit, without limitation of body, mind or identity. It knew itself to be Satchidananda Atman. From that state it watched like a witness the parents and relatives at home as if in a play or dramatic performance. So the child grew up in a state of awareness of her true self. That awareness afterwards never left Ma until the very last day of her life. This then is the secret behind Ma’s personality.
As was the case in those days, the child was brought up with great love and affection by her parents, relatives and neighbors. She received the rudiments of ordinary, normal education, but was more interested in serving her parents at home than anything else. As in the case of Lord Krishna, this little girl had a powerful attraction to all people. She was of an extremely sweet and kind nature, filled with the spirit of service. She liked to help her mother in the household duties. One extraordinary trait in her, was that when she heard the chanting of God’s Name, she gravitated to that place. She could not resist it. Otherwise, she was normal and ordinary in every respect.
This young girl, Nirmala, which means "pure", grew up into a very virtuous and sweet tempered, good-natured young maid. As was the Indian custom, when she became of marriageable age, the family arranged a marriage with a good boy from a reputable family and they were married. The young man, Bholnath, was also of a pure and simple nature.
Now the couple entered into the second stage of life, according to the Hindu life pattern. However, in a short time, through a couple of incidents, Bholnath became aware that his bride was no ordinary human individual. He felt that he had some celestial or divine being as his partner. From that day onwards all thought of basing their relationship upon the gross physical level vanished from the mind of the earthly husband of this being.
As days passed by, many extraordinary experiences were gone through by the young bride and housewife, but through it all she was meticulous in performing all her household duties and responsibilities and, if necessary attending to guests in the house. She was a very good cook and a very large-hearted housewife.
At this stage, extraordinary phenomena began to occur in and through her body. The husband would sit after supper in bed, put up the mosquito curtain and smoke. After finishing in the kitchen, his wife would come into the room and sit on the floor. As I told you, she had no special spiritual sadhana routine. She was engaged in household work, but suddenly from nowhere various ingredients of worship began to manifest in front of her. Her body started to assume various yogic postures and kriyas began to manifest in and through her body.
Bholnath had a clear vision of all that was happening. He watched in wonder and silence. The young housewife was at that time in a peculiar state of trance and was not aware of her body. Soon, various kriyas manifested in her body. A fire appeared and she made use of all the ingredients for doing worship. When the whole thing was completed, she would go into a deep trance and all the ingredients of worship would vanish and the place would be exactly as it was before, but remnants of the worship in the form of flowers would be left behind. This went on for many weeks and months.
Until this time, the nature of this young person and their mutual relationship was known only to themselves and God. No other person was aware of their special relationship. But soon it came to the knowledge of an office colleague of the husband, who was a genuine seeker and devotee of the Divine Mother. He expressed the ardent desire to have the darshan of Ma. So one evening he accompanied Bholnath home from the office. Arriving home, they met Nirmala and from the moment the man set eyes on her, he immediately fell prostrate on the ground in adoration. He saw in her the veritable Divine Mother. He called her Ananda Mayee Ma (Bliss-filled Mother).
After that, the devotee started coming to the house for satsang with Ma. At that time she was an unassuming young lady, quite normal in all other ways. But when not engaged in work, she had a far off look, as if she did not belong here, but in timeless eternity. She was subject to various moods and states. During this period, whenever the divine Name of the Lord was recited, she immediately went into a higher spiritual state. It was in this way that the life of Ma began and grew into a center of inspiration and blessing and a center of many miraculous healings as the years rolled by. All the time she was continuously in a high state of spiritual consciousness, of self-awareness, which had come along with her when she was born.
It was in the year 1943 that Swami Chidananda, who was not Swami Chidananda at that time, bid farewell to secular life and surrendered at the feet of Holy Master Swami Sivananda. At that time, a learned philosopher and professor who was the head of the Department of Philosophy at Calcutta University, was a regular visitor to Rishikesh. He was a student and disciple of a very learned pundit who was head of the great Kailash Ashram Center of Sanskrit Study near our ashram in Rishikesh. Being a devotee of that very learned mahatma, the professor used to spend some time with him and then he would come and visit Gurudev before returning to Calcutta. There were few visitors during those days and the few who came got a lot of time from Master.
I was new to the ashram and I was deeply interested in the conversation this professor had with Gurudev. The professor was a very anglicized type of Bengali gentleman with a very orthodox wife. They were both sitting with Gurudev and he was narrating their experiences with Ma. He told how when he first heard about the presence of such an extraordinary holy lady, he was prompted to have her darshan. He was an important university professor. Sri Sri Ma was living in a small room of a temple dedicated to Divine Mother Kali. It was called the temple of Dakshineshwar, the same temple where Ramakrishna lived during his lifetime.
Reaching the temple, they enquired about the room of Ma and they were taken to a small corner room, where Ma sat deeply immersed. After paying their respects, he sought permission to ask a few questions. Ma graciously smiled and said, "Yes." Being a philosopher, he wanted to put some intricate, subtle philosophical question to her. He narrated what happened when he asked this question. He told Swami Sivananda, "Even before I had finished my question, there came a torrential outpouring of words from Ma dispelling my doubts, answering my question and bestowing much more upon me, leaving me wonderstruck. It did not seem like the words were coming from this Being sitting in front of me. It was like a great shower of luminous wisdom coming in and then issuing forth from her mouth."
Fascinated by this flood of wisdom, the professor continued to pose questions and each time, before the question was completed, the answer came in this extraordinary manner. He had been told that Ma never had formal schooling at all. He returned to his home a very much humbled professor and Doctor of Philosophy.
He determined that such a real spiritual phenomenon should not remain hidden from public knowledge. Others also should have a glimpse of and experience of this phenomenon. He had some learned colleagues from a prestigious college in Poona. He decided to write them and invite them to Calcutta for their summer vacation. They were all pure intellectuals and academics and not devotees like himself. They agreed, and that summer two more professors came to Calcutta.
All three went to have Ma’s darshan and found her in the same state of high consciousness. They plied her with innumerable questions. Upon the first occasion, the professor had questioned Ma with humility, as a devotee and seeker. But now, these two professors from Poona had no spiritual background at all, so they continued to put forth intricate questions to Ma to see how she would answer.
For two and a half to three hours this non-stop session went on. Ultimately the professors were exhausted, while Ma was ever serene, unperturbed, with no sign of fatigue and as fresh as ever! This ended their first meeting. Upon subsequent visits, they became convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt, that they were in the presence of a Divine Being and not a human person. All this the professor related to Swami Sivananda, and Swami Chidananda, who was not a swami then, was listening to the conversation with great interest.
That was how I came to know about Ma, never having met her before and not knowing where she lived. Three or four years later, an occasion came when I found myself in the holy city of Varanasi, and I came to know that there was a big ashram of Ma and that she was there. This was in February 1948. I was staying with an old monk in Varanasi. I requested that he take me to Ma’s ashram.
At that time Ma was having performed a very great spiritual yajna or sacrifice for the welfare of the world and all people. She had initiated the repetition of an important mantra several millions of times. It was in the form of the repetition each day of the Gayatri mantra by one hundred Brahmin learned pundits. It actually took two and a half years to complete this yajna, and it was in progress when I first met Ma.
It was an interesting revelation to me at that time. I thought that Ma would give me darshan perhaps sitting upon a special seat, but I found her seated on the floor giving instruction regarding the yajna. I bowed down to her and the old monk said, "He comes from Rishikesh and is a disciple of Sri Swami Sivananda". The moment she heard "Sivananda" she folded her hands and asked me, "How is pitaji?" To Sri Sri Ma, everyone was father and everyone was mother, because her consciousness was that of a little girl. She never felt that she was a grown-up woman, but she was a child. "Blessed are they who are pure of heart, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven". "Suffer the little children come to me". I did not understand who she was referring to as "father". The monk told me, "She is referring to your guru, Swami Sivananda". That darshan of Ma was the fulfillment of a long-cherished dream I had, since first hearing about her.
Ma is a curious mixture of absolute being in the Divine Being combined paradoxically with a practicality in the outer. When it came to little details of programs in her ashram, she was constantly in touch with the organizers and gave detailed instructions on how to proceed.
Ma’s advent was to bring about wide awakening in the inner spirit of present day humanity. It was to bring about a great spiritual wave that would lift mankind’s life to a higher level. Her one admonition to us is: God is the one great Reality. To know and experience Him is the whole purpose of human existence, and the life that does not strive to do this is wasted. So do not hesitate to strive to achieve this great goal. She counseled patience in all the ups and downs of life. Everything will right itself. But this patience did not imply negation. Do all that is necessary to be done, but do not be anxious. Do your best and leave the rest to God.
She gave great importance to the chanting of the Divine Name. The only words worth uttering are those concerned with God. If you want to talk, talk about God. All other talk is just futile and leads only to sorrow and grief.
To her own disciples, she laid down strict rules and regulations for their daily life and sadhana. For the past nearly twenty-five years, she allowed devotees to prepare a full week of retreat every year, in the month of November. It was sadhana from early morning until evening, about 9:30 p.m. Reading of the scriptures was a salient feature each day. Punctuality was a must. A bell sounded two minutes before each session, when everyone must be at his place. If people came late the door was closed and they could not enter. They were supposed, in this case, to sit outside and go through the same sadhana as those inside. During this week period, Ma regularly attended morning, noon and night. In the forenoon at 9:00 a.m., and again in the afternoon at 2:30 there was a full hour of silent meditation, when she came and sat on stage immersed in deep silence.
This was called "One Week of Self-Control" and not "Sadhana Week". There was a great deal of restriction in diet also. The sadhaks ate only one time in twenty-four hours. There were two fasts on days one and seven with only water. On the fourth day, only milk and fruit was taken. In that way, though her consciousness was always in a higher spiritual plane, she was also able to be pragmatic and plan details of the programs.
The colleague of her husband who first discovered her, was the first one to write a detailed biographical sketch of Ma. He wrote a book entitled "Mother as I knew Her", under the name Brother Madji.
There have been numerable times when I had Ma’s darshan during her birthday celebrations. Every time I found I was standing in the presence of an impersonal Divine Being. She was a great light, a spiritual luminary in India, for India and for the whole world in this century.
Once again, similar was the state of consciousness of the young lad who went to settle down in Arunachala—Ramana Maharshi. Both of these people, I find, though from different parts of India, were more or less in the same state of consciousness that was undiminished even in the midst of so much activity. They were always aware of their Reality.
The presence of such great souls in the midst of human society is a powerful force to uplift our consciousness and to goad us toward our goal in life. Literally and truly, they lived only for others and in this life they had obtained whatever was to be obtained. These beings, having cast aside their physical bodies, are no less present amidst us at this moment than they were present in their physical bodies. We bow down in homage to their presence. And now also, we bow to the great Father Time, so we must conclude for the moment. God bless you.

October 17, 2019 at 2:29am
October 17, 2019 at 2:29am
#967985
Joe wanted to buy a Harley motorcycle. He doesn't have much luck, until one day, he comes across a Harley with a 'for sale' sign on it.

The bike looks better than a new one, although it is 10 years old. It's shiny and in mint condition.

He buys it and asks the seller how he kept it in such great condition for 10 years.

'Well, it's quite simple,' says the seller, 'whenever the bike is outside and it's gonna rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome.It protects it from the rain, and he
hands Joe a jar of Vaseline.

That night, his girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her parents.
Naturally, they take the bike there.

Just before they enter the house, Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to
tell you something about my family.

'When we eat dinner, we don't talk.

In fact, the FIRST person who says anything during dinner has to do the dishes.'

'No problem,' he says.. And in they go.

Joe is shocked.Right in the middle of the living room is a huge stack of dirty dishes.

In the kitchen is another huge stack of dishes. Piled up on the stairs, in the corridor, everywhere he looks dirty dishes.

They sit down to dinner, and sure enough, no one says a word.

As dinner progresses, Joe decides to take advantage of the situation.

He leans over and kisses Sandra.

No one says a word.

He reaches over and fondles her breasts. Nobody says a word.

So he stands up, grabs her, rips her clothes off, throws her on the table
and screws her, right there in front of her parents.

His girlfriend is a little flustered, her dad is obviously livid and her mom horrified when he sits back down, but no one says a word.

He looks at her mom. She's got a great body too.

Joe grabs mom, bends her over the table, pulls down her panties, and screws her every which way but loose
right there on the dinner table.

She has a big orgasm, & Joe sits down.

His girlfriend is furious, her dad is boiling, & Mom is beaming from ear to ear. But still ... . Total silence.

All of a sudden there is a loud clap of thunder, and it starts to rain.

Joe remembers his bike, so he pulls the jar of Vaseline from his pocket.

Suddenly the father shouts.
I'll do the f***in’ dishes!!
October 16, 2019 at 2:44am
October 16, 2019 at 2:44am
#967932
THE STORY OF BUDDHA AND THE COURTESAN: “One day, when the great Buddha and his disciples were resting in the cool shade of a tree, a courtesan approached him, attracted by the glowing body and face of the Master.

No sooner had she seen the celestial face of Lord Buddha than she fell in love with him, and with open arms ran to Buddha to embrace and kiss him, exclaiming loudly, “O beautiful Shining One, I love thee.” The celibate disciples were astonished to hear the Buddha’s reply to the courtesan. He said, “Beloved, I love thee too. Do not touch me now, however. Not yet.”

The courtesan replied, “You call me beloved and to me you are my beloved. Why, then, do you object to my touching you?” The great Buddha replied, “Beloved, again I tell thee, I will touch thee later; not now. Then I will prove my true love for thee.” The disciples were shocked, thinking that the Master had fallen in love with this courtesan.

Years later, as Buddha was meditating with his disciples, he suddenly cried out, “I must go! My beloved, the courtesan, is calling me; she needs me now. I must fulfill my promise to her.” The disciples ran after their Master, hoping somehow to save him, though he seemed madly in love with the courtesan.

The great Buddha, followed anxiously by his worried disciples, came to the same tree where they had met the courtesan before. There she lay, with her beautiful body covered with putrefying, odorous smallpox sores. The disciples cringed and kept themselves away from her.

The Buddha, however, took her decaying body, held it like a child, and placed her head on his lap, whispering to her, “Beloved, I have come to prove my love to thee, and to fulfill my promise to touch thee. I have waited a long time to demonstrate my true love, for I love thee when everyone else has ceased loving thee. I touch thee when all thy summer friends fear to touch thee any more.”

Then Buddha healed the courtesan and invited her, now purged by him of all carnal desire, to join his growing band of disciples.

Yogananda explains that this story is a great reminder that personal love is selfish, and considers its own comforts — often at the cost of everything else. Divine love is unselfish; it seeks the happiness of the object of its love, and is not limited or partial. God loves both the wicked and the good equally, for they are His children. All those who aspire to know Him must prove to Him that their love, like His love, is for all.

When a soul proves to the Heavenly Father that he loves his good and evil brothers equally, then the Father will say, “My noble son, I accept thy love, for thou lovest all with My love, even as I do.” To love those who love you is natural, but ego-inspired. To love those who do not love you, or who even hate you, is to express supernatural love and to see God in all......”
October 15, 2019 at 3:01am
October 15, 2019 at 3:01am
#967888
*EK THA COLONEL*



1. Following is a true story. It is about a relative who retired as Col from infantry regiment in 2005.

2. He started making a house in 2003 on a huda plot which he had got alloted in 90 s. I advised him to make a house in Gurgaon . He said his village is in Rohtak and mother is also there so he will not want to go
to Gurgaon.

3. I still persisted with my advise and told him he already has an ancestral house in proper Rohtak and he should renovate it and spend the retirement benefit n savings n sell huda plot in rohtak and buy in Gurgaon.

4. Our man gave me a lecture on sanskaar , mother , good son , friend circle etc. He made a nice big house. The entrance door is huge and is of carved solid wood costing 2 lakhs at that time.

5. Lavish muharat was done in which i had also gone. All relatives were called. All sisters were given gifts. There was a great sense of achievement in his eyes. He said to me that Thank God i didnot listen to your advise. See all relatives and friends have come here. Who would come in Gurgaon. Life is not about money. Its about friends. Since my father is also retd Col from Punjab regiment i have learnt never to argue with infantarians when they become emotional. Specially about people around them.

6. Carrying forward the story Col sahab ka son a captain in army gets married in 2005. And the daughter got admission in SRCC Delhi in 2005. Now the girl shifted to awwa hostel opposited subroto park. The parents used to commute almost every weekend for 3 years to delhi.

7. Captain sahab did a stint in field and wife who was a mba had to stay with in laws in Rohtak. Taking care of in laws off course with standard khit pit. She also got into family way and had a troubled pregnancy. The delivery was scheduled for R and R delhi.

8. For full 2 months the entire family had to be in delhi. Relatives house , officer mess , transit acc n even hotels. This was the first time when col sahab wife ,the Memsaab said why didnt u make a house in Gurgaon.

9. Fast forward 2009 the daughter in law went to husband. And the daughter landed a good job with deloitte . Salary was 30 k. Flat was being shared with another girl in a secured society. Col sahab gifted a car to daughter. Flat rent was 7k (her share). Maid who made food 2k. Petrol n car maintenance 2k. Clothes 3k. Going out, milk, electricity, phone, eating out etc all in all they had to give her 5 k a month for working in gurgaon. And every weekend trip where the caring mother would get desi ghee n stuff fridge with fruits (which the maid would eat .this discovered by memsaab when she stayed for a night).

10. The daughter was getting very dubli. The memsaab was worried. This was second time she told the col sahab why didnt u settle here in Gurgaon.

11. 2012 the girl gets married to a nice IIT boy from uttarakhand earning really well. The couple shifts to a rented 2 bhk flat on golf course in a plush society close to their offices. The boy is from a humble family and has his own liabilities hence the couple were not able to go for a flat of their own. Plus realty was really expensive in 2013.

12. In 2014 the daughter delivery comes. The memsaab shifts to couple flat. Saas cant come or doesnt want to come as she has own daughter also i dont know exactly. But moti baat Col saab is alone now at rohtak.

13. Col saab mother left to heaven in 2011. His friends have started staying with their kids in various places. When he asked them why they r going their reply was bhai u kept roaming country. Hum toh 40 saal se yahan rohtak main puk gaye hain.now is the time for us to see world.


14. Daughter package had gone to 24 lakh by 2015. She had to quickly get to work. But with small baby it was not possible. In steps the memsaab. In India still we trust kids to naani than to nanny.

15. Col saab protested to memsaab. Why dadi is not coming? This was the third time memsaab asked him why didnt u settle in Gurgaon?

16. Col saab himself couldnt stay in Gurgaon much. Remember 2 bhk flat. Husband wife 1 room. nani n 2 yr kid in another.

17. Also remember no damaad or bahu likes their father in law in their house. Mark this line. Nana n dada are ATM .5 min of requirement.no body wants them in house. So when kid is born.come see.give money n vanish. Mother in law r welcome as they will be of benefit.maid se kaam toh karwa hi lengi. And like live cctv which can give chappat also if required.

18. In fact the situation is quid pro quo here. The memsaab is also happy at Gurgaon. All her circle of friends n relatives is in delhi n gurgaon. Daamadji weekend par uber ola kar ke unhe sab se milne ka mauka dete hain.

19. Memsaab likes the happening affluent society also. She teaches pranayaam to people in morning n is popular amongst ladies. Great oppurtunities for shopping.

20. Now 2016 The son has also become a col. Commanding a unit up north. His family now in carriapa vihar delhi cantt. Now nani has to do dadi role also as the daughter in law has picked up a job. The apna old col saab can still not stay in carriapa vihar as again flat small. 2 kids. daughter in law n memsaab. all 4 beds occupied. so for a night when he comes he sleeps in drawing room. Seeing him sleep on a cotton mattress in drawing was the fourth time memsaab asked why didnt u settle here.


21. 2018 the son hands over command and gets posted to Delhi. Now after many years i meet the col saab. He says all his family is in gurgaon. Both son n daughter families meet on weekend n he only gets to see them on whatsapp video call.

22. He said he wanted to sell rohtak house but all he was getting is plot rate as house constructed is ground floor with a garden. Nobody wants garden now.people want stilt parking.lift n 4 floors. So any one buying will have to break n make new one. Remember the 2 lakh door.so construction cost sunk to zero.

23. Truly speaking when I had advised him to make a house in Gurgaon even i had not imagined that this is how it will play out.And rohtak is 80 km away.But still see how the story played out.

24. 2019 finally i have got there ancestral house sold. The 2 lakh door one is a beautiful house. Mann nahi karta usko bikwane ka. Have got it rented out to a company as guest house. Have got col sahab a 2 bhk flat on rent in same society as daughter. N daughter in law has moved into same society as son col saab will go to field. And maybe retire after that.

25. Col saab takes care of 3 kids when all 3 ladies go out for shopping.every body gets to sleep in their flats yet be 1 min away from.each other. Daughter in law can wear any type of clothes in her flat no privacy issues.
Damaad n sasur meet only on drinks once a week. Whole family is thankful to me. N i am happy for them n on my advise all 3 couples have booked 3 two bhk in plush project on dwarka expressway on same floor. See its 2 bhk n not 3 bhk.

Change the places .Some of you may be in this situation or likely to get into. Remember kids will never stay or do job in
Rohtak meerut mohali shimla zirakpur jabalpur agra kanpur jalandhar ludhiana satara jammu munger arah balia muzaffarnagar hisar bhiwani jhansi mhow nainital haldwani dehradun etc. Have a settlement in your ancestral place. But have jugaad in your

Gurgaon hyderabad bangalore pune delhi ahemadabad jaipur cochin chennai. Else loneliness because of your egoistic attitude n stupidity is painful.

*Lessons learnt*

1. Having a house and settling there are 2 different things. Please understand this.

2. There is nothing like settling or final settlement. The final settlement is when you leave finally.

3. Friends n relatives are not important. They can do without you and you can do without them.Its family which is important. Dont be selfish.

4. If you have seperate kitchens then yes saas bahu can co exist happily in same tower.

5. Living with grandchildren and watch them grow is a joy. Create conditions for that.

6. Today s time ur bahu n daughter will work. N will require support. But remember point 17 above also.

7. If you do not have foresight than budhapa kharab hona is certain for the man.Nobody likes a old man in their own house who will ask tea 5 times a day.even if his pension is 1 lakh.

8. Family can grow financially n emotionally if they stay close. Children having grandparents around whose patience levels are more will do well

9. In today challenging times where couple working lot of enjoyment gets compromised.stress is more. Marriages are breaking.

10. A simple thing where children go to grand parents next door for a night or after noon can give young couple something to look forward.

11. Groceries, maids, drivers etc can be shared optimising resources.

12. The young couple can travel leaving kids to grandparents next door without compromising school. If you can indirectly make your kids married life good isnt it a great achievement. Who likes to see their children getting divorced. Divorces are on rise. And parents watch helplessly from their small towns this nazaara. Couples need some me time. And grandparents in close vicinity can help.

13. Buy when still something can be bought in budget. 2bhk if not 3bhk. Dont fret about pollution. Pollution is for those who cant afford to stay in big cities. Go away for that 1 month.
No city in world including new york which doesnt face any issue for a month in a year.be it snow or rain. N things are getting better.

14. And last remember children when they do jobs will have limited leave . They wont come to you. Acchi jagah jayenge. U wont be able to.come to them because they will stay in small flats.


October 14, 2019 at 2:40am
October 14, 2019 at 2:40am
#967811
*TEN COMMANDMENTS FOR AGEING WITH GRACE :*


*1. Live in your own place to enjoy independence & privacy.*


*2. Hold on to your bank deposits and assets with yourself.*


*3. Don't depend only on your children's promise to care for you* (their priorities will change with time)


*4. Expand your circle of friends to include those who will outlive you.*


*5. Do not compare and expect nothing from others.*


*6. Do not interfere with the lives of your children.* (Let them live THEIR life not YOURS)


*7. Do not use old age as your shield and justification to demand care, respect and attention.*


*8. Listen to what others say but think and act independently*


*9. Pray, but do not beg, even from God. If at all, ask for His forgiveness.*


*10. TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOUR OWN HEALTH.* ( Eat healthy-stay fit)


Remember, You may

RETIRE from work but NOT from life

*You are not ALIVE, unless and until you start LIVING !!!*


*HAPPY LIVING* 👍
October 13, 2019 at 12:11am
October 13, 2019 at 12:11am
#967747
THE SELF WITHIN WAITS FOR YOU

D: You often say, ' the whole world exists not without you, everything depends upon you,' what is there without you? ' etc. is there without you? ' etc.

This is really baffling. The world was there before my birth. It will be there after my death even as it has survived the deaths of so many who once lived as I am living now.

M. Did I ever say that the world is there because of you? But I have put to you the question 'what is there without your Self?' You must know that by the
Self the body, subtle or gross, was not meant.

Besides, the idea is put to you that if you once know the Self in which all the ideas move, not excluding the idea of yourself, of others like yourself and of the world, you can realize the truth that there is a Reality, a supreme Truth which is the Self of all the world you now see, the Self of all the selves, the one Real, which is the Parama Atman, the supreme Eternal as distinguished from the Jiva, the ego-self which is impermanent.

You must not mistake the ego-self or the bodily idea for the Atman.

October 11, 2019 at 6:46pm
October 11, 2019 at 6:46pm
#967669
*"Modi destroying termite ridden old Banyan tree"*


*Mark Tully the BBC correspondent for India for many decades writes about changes happening in MODI'S regime.*

*In his Book "No Full Stops in India," while discussing about change writes -*
*In India change takes a lot more time.The birth will be slow and perhaps painful.* *I believe it could be the* *birth of a new order* *which is not held up by the crumbling colonial pillars left behind by the Raj but is* *GENUINELY Indian* ; *a GC modern order, but ''not a slavish imitation* *of other modern orders”.*

*He goes on to say that* – *“For all its great achievements, the* *Nehru dynasty* *has stood like a Banyan tree, overshadowing the people and the institutions of India, and all Indians know that nothing grows under the Banyan tree”.*

*As Mark said , Change will be slow and painful, therefore for someone who doesn’t read and makes judgement based on perception will for quite some time not be able to see the change taking place or will pretend as if nothing is changing.*

*The way changes are coming in* *Railways, Power sector, Defense Production and in governance* *and at the same time accompanied by the* *resentment of the old forces* *indicate that the process of change has begun albeit slowly but firmly and is going to be painful.*

*Let us not undermine the capabilities of this termite ridden old Banyan tree which will still try its best to stop any one growing to the extent that it may even turn the soil upside down before falling down.*

*For a year or so we may witness more of Dadris, more of Kaniyahas, more of Owaisi style shouting but finally if the* *Society keeps its cool, acts maturely* *and continues to perform we will sail through and the old forces will die a natural death.*

*LET ME ADD to this - every day the new stir media throws in your face is all doctored by* *forces who wish to topple Modi Govt as Modi has uprooted them* *and they are like fish out of the water.*

*The time has come to continue to support the man and keep your faith intact and we will see new India for sure - bigger, better, stronger, corruption free , peaceful , prosperous than ever before with people having better quality of life..*

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