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Hi, this is somebody who has taken the quieter by-lane to be happy. The hustle and bustle of the big, booming main street was too intimidating. Passing through the quieter by-lane I intend to reach a solitary path, laid out just for me, to reach my destiny, to be happy primarily, and enjoy the fruits of being happy. (www.sandeepdahiya.com)

Monday, April 1, 2024

Keep walking with a smile

 Usually people, most of us, walk through a grey zone of shifting shadows. It's not totally dark, it's a mundane journey. Neither too painful, nor joyous one. It leads to a common destination as well. But some people have to walk through a dark cave, you may call it dark night of the soul. It's painful involving lots of suffering. Many perish in the folds of darkness. But those who choose to continue, they finally come out and face the brightest dawn, the dawn of the soul in evolutionary terms. Such people are leaders, guides and inspiration just by default. They need not even try to accomplish anything. Just by being there they do goodness. And if they choose to guide fellow human beings, they make good masters. 

So remember this, always, as you walk through your dark nights, that you are such a soul. And the patches of darkness will keep arriving periodically till you see the sunshine finally and be an inspiration to others. So keep walking. With a smile. And keep in touch with the people who care for you. Don't allow the darkness to build more walls around you. Best wishes brothers and sisters!๐Ÿ‘

Saturday, March 30, 2024

เค…เคนंเค•ाเคฐ เค•ा เคกीเคฎเค•

 เคฐाเคตเคฃ เคฌเคฒเคถाเคฒी, เคชเคฐाเค•्เคฐเคฎी, เคœ्เคžाเคจी, เคคเคชเคธ्เคตी, เคฆेเคถเคญเค•्เคค เคธเคฌ เค•ुเค› เคฅा। เค…เคชเคจे เค…เคฅเค• เคช्เคฐเคฏाเคธ เคธे เคฒंเค•ा เค•ो เคธोเคจे เค•ी เคญी เคฌเคจा เคฆिเคฏा เคฅा। เคฒेเค•िเคจ เคซिเคฐ เค‰เคธे เค…เคนंเค•ाเคฐ เค•ा เคฆीเคฎเค• เคฒเค— เค—เคฏा। เคฆीเคฎเค• เค•ा เคคो เค•ाเคฎ เคนी เคต्เคฏเค•्เคคि เคฏा เคตเคธ्เคคु เค•ो เค–ोเค–เคฒा เค•เคฐเคจे เค•ा เคนोเคคा เคนै। เค‡เคธเคฒिเค เคฐाเคตเคฃ เคจे เค‡เคคเคจा เค•ुเค› เคœो เคฌเคฐเคธों เคฎें เคฌเคจाเคฏा เคฅा เคตो เคธเคฌ เค•ुเค› เคฎเคนीเคจों เคฎें เคฌเคฐเคฌाเคฆ เคนो เค—เคฏा। เค…เคนंเค•ाเคฐ เคเค• เคฌเคนुเคค เคตिเคถाเคฒเค•ाเคฏ เคฌांเคง เคฎें เค›ोเคŸी เคธी เคฆเคฐाเคฐ เค•ी เคคเคฐเคน เคนोเคคा เคนै, เคฆिเค–เคคा เคจเคนीं เคนै เค•्เคฏोंเค•ि เคธ्เคตเคฏं เคตเคน เคต्เคฏเค•्เคคि เคคเคฅा เคฆूเคธเคฐे เคคो เค‰เคธ เคฌเคก़े เคญเคต्เคฏ เคฌांเคง เค•ी เคญเคต्เคฏเคคा เคฎें เค–ोเค เคฐเคนเคคे เคนैं। เคฒेเค•िเคจ เคตो เค›ोเคŸी เคธी เคฆเคฐाเคฐ เค•ुเค› เคธเคฎเคฏ เค•े เคฌाเคฆ เคตिเคจाเคถ เค•ा เค•ाเคฐเคฃ เคฌเคจ เคœाเคคी เคนै। เคช्เคฐเค•ृเคคि เค”เคฐ เค…เคนंเค•ाเคฐ เค•ा เค›ाเคคीเคธ เค•ा เค†ंเค•เคก़ा เคนै। เคช्เคฐเค•ृเคคि เค…เคนंเค•ाเคฐ เค•ो เคจเคนीं เค›ोเคก़เคคी, เคฏเคนी เคธเคคเคค् เคจिเคฏเคฎ เคนै।

The cult of hate

 Political extremists (both left and right) and religious fundamentalists try to change the masses for the worse. Cut down the people to a fraction of their potential and you have nice governable puny-heads. They serve meow meow. For instant gratification. Hate, phobias, pseudo-greatness, anger and jealousy are very convenient tools to rob someone of sanity and get cast as a hallucinated pawn in the power game. Those who are power hungry—individuals, groups and institutions—try to disempower those to be under the influence of their power. It cannot be otherwise. The power pyramid has few strong at the apex and weak masses at the base. It can never be a square, having people of same realized potential from top to the bottom. Those ambitious for power can never think of empowering the masses. In that case the pyramid loses its standing. With pseudoism and populist rhetoric they rob the masses of the balance of their judgment. Hate does it. It tilts you off the balance. You fall prey to weakness. You become lesser of a human being. The power monger’s ambition draws on the peoples’ weakness of judgment. They try their best to keep the people to be nearsighted. To tame them in a sphere, with unrealized potential, from where the launch-pad of wisdom is too far. It draws votes for the power hungry, in a day to day life but it is paid in terms of racial attacks in America, brutal killings by Islamic extremists, attacks on Africans in India, and scores of incidences when people pick up hate and run after each other.

Beautiful spring and smiles

 








All pains and suffering lose their meaning in the face of such smiles. Wake up to a beautiful spring morning. The worst of frosty nights are over. The sun shines warmly. The air is fresh. The skies bathed in repainted blue. The trees assertive through new saplings. The birds ecstatic. And with a kissable smile, Mother Nature sends her assurance through a belated spring. The message of love, life, living and compassion. Listen to it. Read it written all over. Her child is sick. She has redecorated the garden with utmost care. So when the child comes out of the sick bed, there will be plenty of fun and frolics. She just just put her child to bed for rest and recuperation. Most importantly, she has given the little picture of alphabets for the child to revise and recollect the basics of existence, the simplest things which the child has forgotten as it made its postdocs thesis too complex. Time to shed the burden. High time to smile more. Acquire the natural cosmetics of health and glow with peace of mind. To hug the trees. Kiss the flowers. Listen to the singing rivulets. To lie on grass and stare at the vast canvas of the sky. To breathe in life and let go of anger, hate and jealousy. To shed animosity. To love animals. To allow Mother Nature to stay undisturbed in pristine forests. To maintain the sanctity of the seas. To distribute dignity to the masses instead of amassing wealth in select pockets. To make this little home earth a paradise instead of seeking heaven in the cosmos. To liberate faith from the clutches of dogma. To replace paranoid competition by balmy cooperation. To rest, repose for creative imagination. To walk joyfully instead of huffing and puffing to another same boring destination. To be joyful and help others be the same. To complete the journey so joyfully and fully that the culmination loses its pain. To reach the destination full of grace, dignity and with a smile. To say goodbye not with a painful sigh, but with smiling tears of feeling blessed!

Friday, March 29, 2024

The real cause of suffering

 Most of us are tired and bored of being our own self. The 'self' seems almost a prison and we are always rushing out to beat our self loath and boredom by connecting with people who we assume match our personality cast. These people to whom we rush to beat our boredom are but our opposites because who would go and enter the same prison one is trying to get out. So when the connection and relationships also don't dilute the feeling of self loath, we put the blame again on outside forces, people and circumstances. No relationship will work till we are bored being ourselves. The problem is always inside, our ego but would always try to dupe us by putting it on the people and life circumstances. To be a friend to anyone outside, one has to share a beautiful bonhomie with one's own self. You have to smile within to laugh genuinely with others. You have to be comfortable with your own being first. Only then others will feel relaxed with you. The inner turmoil, restlessness and stress of just being the way you are takes a big toll on what we make of our life outside. The way we feel, think or act is the cause, not effect, of all the shit we find outside in our life. The cause lies within. The externalities are mere effects. And solutions start with causes not effects. So if the game of life isn't nice outside, accept it as an effect of something wrong within. To be a smiling friend to others, first learn to be friendly with your own self.