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Princess And The Devil
By Santosh Jha
Other Titles By Santosh Jha
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Maya And Leela: Utility In Life’s Futility (Non-fiction)
Why We Flop In Love (Non-fiction)
Wisdom Of Wellness: Perpetuity Of Poise Of Purpose (Non-fiction)
Decipher Destiny: Decode God’s Will (Non-fiction)
Youth Sanity In Crazy Culture (Non-fiction)
Redeem & Reinvent The Art Of Lost Wellness (Non-fiction)
India Beyond Stampede Of Stupidities (Non-fiction)
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ONCE UPON a time, there was a king…
As is the scheme of nature, there always are people who land themselves in a station of privileges and unequal bounties but then, the burden of onus and duties are also unequal. Often, people accept inequality of personal convenience only.
The king had only a daughter and she was famous for her beauty in all neighborhood kingdoms. The young princess was not only beautiful but also a very good-hearted woman whom everyone loved. Princesses are like that. For the convenience of the story at least, this presupposition is okay. Goodness is often, disposed conveniently at populist perceptions of subjective utilities, rather than objective value.
Once, she was in the royal orchards playing with flowers, birds and small animals, which all enjoyed her company. The day progressed and when she slept on the grass-bed under a tree, she could not remember.
Incidentally, the Devil of the jungle passed by her and out of jealousy, he decided to play a trick with her. He stole the expression of the princess. She returned to the palace with an expressionless face and mannerisms. She looked like a statue. She did not smile, showed no emotions and did everything quite mechanically.
The king got to know of the developments and called the doctors. Later, magicians, tricksters, clowns, saints and every type of experts were called but nobody could help. The panicky king tried to marry her off expecting some change after marriage but all the princes who came after getting the invitation refused to marry her. Nobody wanted a wife who was literally a statue.
The king was sad and the entire kingdom was doomed.
One day, a Tantric (practitioner of occult) came to the palace seeking alms. He asked the king what was wrong as the king looked in poor health. The king narrated his woes. The Tantric urged the king to take him to the royal orchard. The Tantric immediately understood what had happened and he used his power to invoke the Devil of the woods.
The Devil appeared and the king fell on his feet imploring him to forgive his daughter. The Devil relented but put a condition. He said he would take back his curse and the princess would come back to her normal self but in return, he would take away something from her.
The king happily asked what he would like to take away as he was ready give him the entire kingdom for her daughter’s smile. The Devil said he would take away her beauty and give back her expressions.
The king was shocked. He was very proud of her daughter’s beauty and could not imagine how she would react if her beauty is taken away. The Devil was adamant and the king was very unsure what he should do. The Devil gave the king a day’s time to decide and disappeared. The
Devil also warned the king that if he shared what had happened there with anyone else, he would be dead.
…. So, what the king decided? What happened to the princess?
The story has no specific end. It is just a possibility; like life. What the king will choose the fate of the princess would depend on and the story will end that way. This is life – the predicament, the conflict and the discretion. Anyone can be in the king’s place. And there can be people like the princess; seemingly none of her fault but she had to be at the center of all tribulations of life.
One would argue; the king should know what is best for the princess; after all, he is a father and a king too. On his prudence and right discretion depended the fortunes of millions of citizens of his kingdom! If fathers ain’t good enough to protect the best interests of their daughters, it is truly tragic!
However, one should also consider the fact that all good people may not take all right decisions. An important decision is usually taken after consultations and the kings are used to it. But the Devil has forbidden him to share his trouble to anyone. He only has the Tantric to consult.
You would say, “oh yes...! So what the Tantric thought was the right thing to do?”
Forget what the king or the Tantrik think is the right thing to do? Ask yourself; what you think is the right thing to do?
Well, you can ask, “why me? This is not fair! It is your story; you should know better.”
Dear readers, forget the story. If you have to choose for yourself; what would you want – the beauty or the expressions?
Life is so cruel at times… or often…! You wish someone could take the onus and decide for you but eventually, it is always an individual’s choice and before you make your choice, you must understand and accept the situation in multiplicity of details.
Remember, people say, “you are what choices you make and the vice versa”. It is something that primarily affects you and your entire life. You will be deeply influenced by it. Things at stake are not trifle. The beauty is not only for mirror, it is for you first and then for the entire world. And expressions; it is as important as breathing. Deciding between the two is a far-reaching choice.
Well, the women readers may say, “Why should only girls be troubled with all things in life? You said the princess was also very good hearted and she did nothing wrong to deserve this punishment from the Devil. She was actually in deep slumber when her world came crashing on her feet and she could not even realize why. Did she deserve to face all these troubles?”
Hmmm… this is life; full of uncertainties, some time golden but often black. Decisions always have to be owned by you. Yes, let me help you with some details so that you have ease in taking decision.
Well, you should consider carefully the details of the story. The girl in question is a princess and she happens to be phenomenally beautiful; three best endowments of life – wealth & comfort, authority & status and beauty & fame. The poise of personality, that keeps one safe and away from psychosis of mind is a very fine line. Extremities of life and life situations are often silent invite to psychosis.
Moreover, why do you think there is a Devil in this world? The Devil is out there to level out things; set off a balance of sorts. In nature and even in societal and personal systems, the good and bad are placed in cyclic position to engender a natural poise. Idealism is always evolutionary.
This world has love, intimacy, care, compassion etc as golden uncertainties and in the same space, jealousy, anger, pride, selfishness etc, as black certainties also exist. Always remember, one human body possesses them all simultaneously. The very presence of angels invites Devil!
Well, this is a story and that is why for convenience and brevity, the Devil has been personified as some outside entity but usually, it is the Devil inside the person and personality that starts the trouble. Even if you think, you do not apparently make a mistake; the devil inside you creates such an environment and attitude that a harm looks like an external creation. It is actually an internalized process.
The devil in the story is just a metaphor. Just be liberal and opened up to consider the facts as the background of the events in the story. Do not be judgmental. The psychotic mind is your devil inside. It orchestrates all his machinations silently and unconsciously, presenting his full face at a time when it is conveniently opportune moment.
May be, the princess had unconsciously taken undue pride of her possessions! Anybody can; such enormous were her possessions and may be over a period had turned herself away from the world outside. Probably, her pride, or let us say her unconscious attitude made her lose contact and connect with her people and she ultimately lost her expressions.
In the story, for the convenience, it has been made to look like an instant deed of a Devil but in actual life, it is a slow and steady process, which percolates deep down in the unconscious over a long period of time. Psychosis is not a flamboyant extrovert.
May be; the many princes, who came to see her after the king invited them to marry her, had earlier felt insulted by her behavior of exclusivity and when they saw her in such trouble, they felt great joy in refusing her. May be this … may be that… !
The unconscious mind creates so many psychoses and as the person is in ‘princess-mode’, used to the pampering and stately aura of kingdom, he or she refuses to even admit that the Devil has unknowingly sneaked into his or her soul.
As said earlier, psychosis is there when someone accepts only his or her fixated dimension of subjective realism as true and all others as wrong. He or she even refuses to believe that there can be many dimensions or subjective realisms. Simply, the realism he or she accepts is either a very underrated or an overrated version of realism, far off from the objective realism.
Many of you might have met with such beautiful, very good-hearted princesses and felt that they had similar fate. You might also have felt that the kings in their lives probably led them to their destinies. The kings often unconsciously create such life milieu for their princesses, which often lead them to the door of psychosis, even when they think they did best for them. The kingdom is often in trouble!
You might even have tried your best to make these princesses understand the ‘devil of attitude’ that they had unconsciously housed in their souls and minds but almost every time you would fail. It is tough to deal with the psychosis, the devil inside…
You can ask; why one almost often ends up meeting princesses so beautiful and intelligent but with psychotic attitudes? You wonder, why this, when there are no more the kings and the kingdoms! Well, stupidity is another kingdom…!
Interview With A Top Model
SUCCESS DOESN’T come cheap… too bad… it should… but then; a thing without a decently snobbish price tag ain’t worth a pursuit… hardly merits flaunting…. and what use success if it doesn’t come with loads of rainbowish attitudes to flamboyant exhibitionism…!
This world is worth a penny because, we have things to exhibit to fellow mortals… exhibitionism is the salt of life and, attitude is the brand-wagon of what we have…. our assets…
As the marketing prudence goes, “… what exhibits well, sells well …!”…. exhibitionism of attitude is the right advert for individual warehouse… and, no amount of marketing is bad selling, till markets love it….
The real buyers may not be lured by exhibitionism…. but then, where is the dearth of window-shoppers…! …. you never run short of crowd…. and, the pop-culture feeds on nothing else but crowd madness and competitive consumptiveness….
Sample this interview with a very successful hot model with top brand endorsements in her vanity case:
Q. How would you say, “who are you”?
A. Oh yeah… saying it is as easy as sex… but as hard as loyalty… but then… does it matter…?... who cares!... but, I have done a reality-check on me… did some online tests for my personality orientations… the results put me on the high score of obsessive compulsive disorder meter… and you know, there were some interesting things coming out of these online tests… it said I am a shade bit narcissistic, moderately paranoid, mildly schizoid and borderline neurotic…
Q. …so, you are concerned about the findings?
A. …Neah…! You think am a kiddo…? … I am commonsensical enough to take these things on my stride. And then, nobody has the business to tell me who I am. I already know my facts… and I have my heart at place to accept all my weaknesses and faults with generosity. You know, you have to accept yourself as you are… confidence is all about how you stand in this cruel world… and who knows, it may work for me…! Probably working fine for me. I am big time confident that I would find a man who would love me with all my stupidities and not try to change me….
Q. How can you be so sure…?
A. Why…? If I can accept myself with all my faults, why can’t he? Yeah… I know… it is a bit tough on a guy… but it is the way it has to be… after all… I am worth it… I may not be the easiest girl around but he will have to love me this way… I know who I am… I don’t come easy… I come with a price tag… it should always be this way or never be… get me…?
Q. I do… but, you had a steady relationship with this guy and you are single again?
A. Yeah… I am… he was very good… I don’t lie about things which I reckon is my stupid past… he was a charmer… very talented, well-read, very honest, affectionate and compassionate. And the good thing about him was that he made me very happy and comfortable with myself… which is so rare… and the best thing about him was that he was a man… so rare to find one now a day… ain’t it…?
Q. Then, what went wrong?
A. Nothing…! … from very start of my relationship with him I was sure what I wanted out of it… I took him as my at-the-moment-joy and never as my happily-ever-after proposition… you know…! … it is hell lot easy and saves you of lots of bitter after-taste when you are clear in your mind…. it is then very uncomplicated and straightforward to see and accept things as segmented and segregated….!... you always need to know your priorities… you do and you are happy….
Q. So, what is next in your mind?
A. Oh… nothing… I never plan… I am wild, erratic, enigmatic, free like fragrance, tumultuous but never timid, tentative but never judgmental, moody, bitter, snobbish, even vindictive but I never ever ask anybody to do me a favor… I am too reclusive for all these… and who cares…! I am successful, a winner and proud of what I have done with my life…
Q. Love happening again in your life?
A. Not now… I am a true workaholic… do I have the time for it…?.... anyway, you need to gulp a quantum of good scotch before you go to bed…! … and I am not retiring any soon… not going to the bed any sooner… that’s the way life is… ain’t it…
Wonder…. was that enough… enough for the markets… for fans would always want more… exhibitionism of attitude sells like hot samosas… that’s why, the media shows you loads of attitudes and smart ingenuity and we all imbibe it fully and want more … enough is never enough… till we all go to the bed…!
God’s Design: Was She Right?
A MAN LIVED in deep woods, far away from humans and that too by choice….
Since early civilization, humanity understood the basic causality of all matter with its environment. The cognition, consciousness, conscientiousness and choices; all are colored by environment. He understood and accepted it.
He lived in the forest and was successful in aligning his consciousness to the non-dualism of pure nature and its innate mechanism. He thought so, only to be proved wishful…!
Once, idling in his hut, he saw a herd of deer peacefully grazing in front. He felt affection for them and even wished to offer his food to them. Suddenly, he saw a lioness hidden in the tall grasses, on the other side of the herd of deer. He grew compassionate towards the deer and started making panic sound to woo away the deer.
The deer looked at him for a while and then continued with grazing. The man tried his best, shouting and clapping so that deer could be warned against the lioness. The deer were used to the presence of the man and were assured of his nobleness. They did not pay heed to his efforts.
The man finally dared and stepped out of his hut to chase away the deer with a baton. The deer still did not budge, as they were sure, the man was harmless. Finally, the lioness attacked and killed a deer for his meal.
The man was very sad. His compassion made him cry and he was terribly sorry for not saving the deer. He said to himself, “if only I could know their language, I could have saved them”. He then thought, if he were a bad guy, the deer would have run away from him and could be saved. He landed himself in the multiplicity of emotions.
The nature goddess was watching all this. She had been always around the man and was helpful to him. She asked the man, “why should you feel sad, it is my arrangement. I have wished it this way”.
The man was shocked. “How could you be so unkind? How can you wish and plan such a calamitous scheme of things?” The nature goddess took the man in her arms, made him rest his head on her lap and calmed him, as a mother does to his child.
Later, she reasoned with him, “nature is instinctive; it is singular and non-dualistic reason. As there is grass for deer, there are deer for lioness. If you show compassion for deer, what shall happen to lions?”
The man was not convinced, he said, “but this is brutal, not the way things should be. The lions must understand. Why can’t he turn vegetarian? There is plenty of grass for all.”
The nature goddess replied, “you are mistaken, there is never a plenty of anything. There is a limitation of grass supply, which is why; some were designed to live on flesh.”
The goddess went away and the man pondered, “she is probably right. Even in human society, most things are the way it is in jungle. Like the food pyramid in jungle, there is a life support pyramid in human society. Things do not change even in human society as people always feel, there is never enough and a killing is a must for survival”.
He reasoned, “humans are the most advanced animals and they have reason, logic and consciousness. Still, they have societies where system is more like jungle’s food pyramid. Love and compassion is what makes jungle different from societies, still, they are not the guiding spirit in human society.”
He thought, “probably the nature goddess is right when she says lions too have a life and they need deer flesh for survival. May be lions cannot be trained to accept vegetation and other compassionate food as an alternative. Nevertheless, humans have consciousness and conscientiousness. They have evolved and developed to be mighty resourceful, capable to create an alternative of everything still, why do they still not drop cannibalistic attitudes and practices?”
The very moment, the nature goddess appeared again. He asked the same question to her, “why can’t humans accept and understand the supremacy and imminence of love and compassion?”
The goddess replied, “you yourself said, humans are the most evolved and conscientious animal. This is the reality. Humans are the most ingenious and very inventive animal. They have the ability to invent not only resources but also all vices and cunningness. And, still, they have the brilliance of mind to justify all vices as virtues. The mighty lion and elephant too do not have this ability”.
The man asked, “but how can it be? The god designed the humans and we cannot expect and accept a faulty design by god, can we?”
The goddess replied, “what you say is the most ingenious and cunning inventiveness of humanity. God’s design is the same for all creatures but, humans in time evolved out of this original design as it grew up its brain to defeat the purpose and design of god. Now, humans have become so inventive that they are even using god for all of their selfish designs. Human mind has grown beyond the god’s design”.
The man showed his unwillingness to accept the idea. The goddess smiled and offered an alternative idea, “just accept it this way that when god created creatures, he knew that in course of evolution, what shape of things shall happen. Therefore, he designed humans this way so that its mind would evolve the way it did and would finally be the singular source of final destruction of the earth and all lives.”
The man was still not convinced. He accepted that what the goddess was saying might be right but he was still hoping that god must have some contingency plan to reverse this trend and lead humanity to a loving and compassionate situation.
… human inventiveness is so powerful that it cannot accept defeat… the man decided that he would learn the language of all animals so that he could warn them against the predators. The nature goddess smiled…
… before saying goodbye for the day, she said, “you are the scholar, master of many languages humans speak, still you left society and headed to jungle a sad person. Are you sure that even when you would learn all animal languages, they would listen to you and accept your warnings as true?”
… the man was shocked… he went inside his hut and pondered… was she right…?
AS IS CONVENIENT for the navigation of a story, at times, something stupid has to be accepted as situational start of a journey… so, it so happened that there were five people sitting in the waiting room of a small railway station at night and suddenly, lights went off. There was complete darkness in the room…. and, minds started lighting up:
A young lady in the room was initially apprehensive of darkness… instinctively concerned and thought of taking out the match box from her purse. But, it came to her mind that darkness was rather more acceptable. She could now sit comfortably without worrying for her pimples on her otherwise beautiful face, which she had to cover up as a handsome guy was sitting just next to him. She was confident, in darkness, the guy would find her more acceptable and approachable….
She was right, the guy was really thrilled to have darkness around and even was praying that the power outage should last forever… he wished to smoke but did not as he was averse to disturb the joy of darkness even for a second. Also, he was afraid the lady could sense his intentions from his face if he lighted the cigarette. He rather pulled his chair close to the beautiful girl, taking advantage of the darkness, which eventually fulfilled the lady’s wishes….
An old man sitting far across the lady was engrossed in his thoughts and as darkness set in, he stretched himself on his seat and became more relaxed. He was happy that darkness would help him take his mind off his thoughts, which nagged him no end. He had left his home after his only son abused him and despite his best efforts, he could not close his eyes to sleep over the issue…. in the dark, sleep crept in his eyes….
A mid-aged man sitting next to the old man initially got nervous but seconds later, he smiled at the comfort of darkness around him. He was carrying huge cash money in his bag and was nervous that someone would get a whiff out of his face which he could not make look normal despite his best efforts. He clutched the bag in between his legs and a relaxed look was parched on his face…
A teenage girl was sitting on the farthest corner of the room and ever since she entered the room, she wanted to smoke. She was very disturbed as her boyfriend had just smsed her that he had moved on and had another girl in his life. As darkness set in, she was happy as she could smoke which she could not in the lighted room as she was shy of smoking in front of other people in the room.
As stories must end with something interesting, in this story too, a young man entered the room and flicked his lighter to find if there was some space for him to stay for a while till the power outage was restored….
As his lighter disturbed the peace and comfort of the existing five, they all shouted in unison, “… stupid man… can’t you see… are you blind… put off the light…!”
The intruder could not understand and stepped out of the room in complete bafflement… He could hear someone among the five saying, “… irrational fellow…!”
It Shall Be There, I No More
THERE IS A RIVER a few meters away from my house…
In monsoon, rainwater gushing from mountains fill up the entity of the river and it flows, dances and sings like a young lass, oblivious of her surroundings and all other beings. Whenever at the pinnacle of my unattached consciousness, I prefer to sit down, by the riverside. The young lass has the charm and charisma… she has a filling flow and fruition of finiteness…
… early morning, I am there… not alone… more than 20 dogs and nine cows are idling around me… they all look mesmerized… some in deep slumber… the river sings loudly and the gushing flow ensures, nothing else moves but the furious water in bulk… the charm draws all beings to her…
Usually, the river talks to me… today, she is not… she is in pride… the abundance and the fullness of her youthful being makes her a bit self-possessed… youth, possession, pride go together and gel well… she is not responding…
A small, worn out and rounded pebble lies on the bank, just in front of me… water flows over it. As the pebble is small and well rounded, he is not offering any resistance to the water flow and no ripples are made. Just ahead, almost in mid stream is a large boulder… it is offering struggle and ripples are visible… rather, it is making the roaring sound… water attempting to flow over it and sometimes, river wins, sometimes the boulder wins…
I pick up the small rounded pebble in my hand and he starts talking to me… I can feel the same energy of my unattached consciousness in the pebble. The pebble says calmly to me, “two thousand years ago, I was there in the middle, where the boulder is now and was bigger in size, shape and almost everything. My edges were very sharp… ever ready to resist anything… now, I am in unattached consciousness, shed all my useless and painful edges; also shed the pride of my bulk. Now, you can see, I am painlessly small, well rounded and at peace… no pride of fullness, no pain of rough edges, no nothing… I just be…”
I asked the pebble, “can I take you with me”… he smiled… I put him back where it was… it shall always be there where it has been… I shall come whenever I shall need him… I know, it shall be there even when I shall be no more…. okay… bye friend….
Of Heaven & Hell
TWO PERSONS DIED on the same day and both were presented before God’s court to decide on who goes to hell, who goes to heaven and who shall be made to reborn….
First was a saint and he had a huge following of devotees… he had done a lot of charity and looked like a fit case for a long stay in heaven…. but, God ruled that he be sent to earth to be born again so that he could get another chance to earn his chances of heaven….
The second man was a poor peasant who died with loan on his head and also a borderline drunkard…. he looked like bound for hell…. but, God ruled that he stays in heaven for some good many days, before being sent to earth again…..
An assistant of God, who kept all records of human deeds on earth could not understand God’s rulings and he very humbly questioned his jurisprudence…
God told him, the saint did so many good things which might have benefitted a lot of people but, every charity and good deed he did during his life time was done with an intention and emotion of earning name and fame for him…. and to ensure that he was popular and revered as a saint.
He also resorted to some clever tactics, which actually misled many…. The peasant did nothing remarkable as his position in life and resources never allowed him to. But, he was always very humble and year after year, he planted his crops and cared them like his own child, always thinking that his crops must feed many hungry stomachs in the society, even when many times, the crops failed despite his best care. And that landed him in debt… his intention and emotion towards his work was very pure and exalted…
The difference is in with what emotion and intention you do your karma… your duties of life… the former’s case was an action of goodness but for self-aggrandizement whereas, the latter’s action was of goodness without selfishness. The amount and size of goodness does not matter a lot, what matters is with what emotions and intentions you do it…. karma is important, but more important is the energy of intention that decides it….
HE MUST HAVE been six years old and his brother a year elder. As kids must, they were onto all sorts of childlike tomfoolery.
It would be summer holiday and as their dad would leave for office, they would be off to their usual devil tour, and they had a business at hand….
In front of their house, there was a large mansion of an old man, who lived alone. On one side of the mansion there was a tree of luscious berries and on the opposite side, there was a mango tree. In summers, both trees would be full of fruits.
The old man had a virtual tough time. He would chase the two kids away from the berry tree and they would attack the mango tree. As he would limp to other side of his huge mansion, they would have enough time to have their fill.
The old man would be exhausted. He would abuse them and threaten to break their legs and the kids would be no less polite. They would make faces and laugh their hearts out to tease the old man more.
Think of the whole thing; was this all necessary? They should have been good kids; they should never have bothered the old man and what for? These fruits are anyway sold dirt cheap in the market and the kids were not actually hungry, they did it for fun, so bad….!
However, one also cannot resist the thought that if the old man could have understood their childlike stupidities. If the old man could just understand, they could just have taken only a few fruits from his orchard. It is intrinsic nature of trees to give its fruits to others and, the kids were not thieves, just kids!
The old man could have handled the scene skillfully. Consider the change of the scenario: The old man could have invited the kids to his house and allowed them to have their fill. This certainly would have taken the seemingly sadist joy out of their kiddish adventure and they would have moved to some other pranks.
It could not happen. Rather, all bad things happened. Even when, a small gesture and a small idea could have ensured that all good things could have and should have happened. So sad, so bad…!
This is life for us. We all can do all good things. We have the potential to attain goodness out of any situation. However, our follies and we ensure that we land into all sorts of bad and sad things and negativity. Moreover, usually, we realize when things move away and we have our hands empty. Most do not even realize this simple thing! Sadly, often, wisdom comes to us as a lost opportunity and a posthumous virtue.
We are all born as a huge potential. Science admits that a healthy new born is the ultimate genius of the cosmos as the infant is designed this way. In next few years of the infant’s life however, we all ensure that he learns all stupidities of life!
Sadly, our learning processes take away a major part of our potentials and ensure that we grow up to become otherwise stupid but only culturally genius. We turn the infants as slaves of contemporary popular societal benchmarks as they grow. This suits all cultures and civilizations of all time…
However, we all have a chance to get back to this original genius position, when we grow up and have a maturity stage in life. If after becoming a grown up, we could start an opposite unlearning process, to get rid of the slavery of societal mind; we can hit our potentials. Very few people actually understand the utility of such a process of unlearning. Fewer of them, actually perform it.
There is actually a huge gap between two people – one with a mind being a societal slave and one with a mind freed and liberated after the unlearning mechanism. The unlearning process for an individual is a tough one and only the person himself or herself can opt for it. No amount of persuasion by others could make him or her go for it.
However, one always wishes; there should not be so much of attitude, ingenuity, hypocrisy and sadomasochism when already; the entire being is so brimming with pure affection, intimacy and compassion.
Probably, humanity is still not mature enough to understand and allow the level of pure affection, intimacy and compassion to rule our being and lives. Had it been, there would definitely never have been so much of attitude, ingenuity, hypocrisy and sadomasochism on this beautiful planet.
However, staying optimist is always better. As a poet said, “darkness of night is just a guest, heralding the morning’s inevitable quest!”
Sad it is, not every good thing conforms to the metaphor of inevitability of dawn after night.
Therefore, better it is for individuals to say a final goodbye to all attitude, ingenuity, hypocrisy and sadomasochism, before the finality of life draws its curtain.
A Flower’s Wish
THE SUN IS NOT the first to rise up in the morning. Before it wakes up, the breeze gets up and heralds the morning. The pre-dawn breeze wakes up the trees, the birds and those humans who value and cherish the music and fragrance of life…the dance of inner self.
The nature wakes up before the Sun does and nature stirs the potential from slumber. The potential hits the morning alarm bell for all those humans who understand purity and purpose of life.
This is not manifested to all. Those jumping out of the bed on the cacophonous morning alarm of their mobile phones for offices in big cities may not apprehend it.
It is a routine in higher sides of deeper Himalayan mountains, where dawns and pre-dawns are as beautiful a phenomenon as creation of universe. In such unapproachable mountain heights lived a stupendously beautiful and magnanimous flower… her charm was truly magical… she was happy and her happiness made her spread her fragrance to nature’s deepest of bosoms…
One gloomy day, when it was raining incessantly and even birds were running for shelter, the flower became unhappy. She thought : how sad, she may be so beautiful but nobody comes to see her and nobody praises her beauty. She wished she could be seen by humans and be praised by them as she had heard the humans were great lovers.
One day, her dreams came true. Four handsome young boys came trekking and made their camp just where the flower lived. The boys were so thrilled to see her. They lit huge bonfire around her and brought out the bottles of rum and packed food. They drank, danced and made merry…
Within an hour, the flower got burnt by the fire, her fragrance was drowned in the bitter smell of rum and as the boys went to sleep late evening, she found herself dumped within the garbage of half-eaten chicken legs, empty glasses and cartons. Next morning, the boys moved ahead. The birds refused to come to her as she had lost her beauty and fragrance. She was actually stinking…
The flower regretted her wish to see the humans. She prayed god that she be moved to even higher and deeper mountain tracts so that no human could ever see her again…
THE DAWN was still processing its registry… the birds had though geared up for the day… flowers stirring and looking eastward set to welcome their beloved Sun…. A boy was awake too, marshalling his goats. He could clearly hear him singing in his pastoral best shrieking tone…
He sat by the window of his house watching and enjoying the blank sky. The grey sky would gradually turn crimson and finally golden. The darkness of the sky was what he was enjoying. He had a feeling it would look wonderful as and when dawn would herald its inevitable arrival...
He reminisced and smiled. How many times in his life, he found and cherished loads of purposes. He smiled because he realized how important stupidities of life are... how they extend you the chance to be wise. How people miss the relevance of stupidities as catalyst of wisdom.
He recalled the efforts and pain he had to invest in the preparedness for attaining his purposes at different stages of his life. And look at the brilliance of the conspiracy of almighty; whenever he prepared hard and meticulously for a purpose he wanted to attain, he would invariably fail. He would feel bad, low and frustrated about the wastage of his investments. Most of his successes came when he had done the least preparation and was not even sure of the purpose...
He had finally accepted; preparation and purpose had a strange relationship. He wished to come to terms with the realization that preparation for a purpose is a misnomer. The preparedness is required for something, which is uncertain. His father would often tell him – ‘hope for the best and be prepared for the worst’. He realized it that what is certain and a definite purpose, is what falls in the realm of hope. Preparedness is required for what is uncertain and does not form a purpose. If preparedness and purpose were linear realities, there would have been far more success stories on earth. Success remains as handful exceptions… success has traditionally been referred to as object of desire, hope and dreams. The real world faces the trouble that failures are the rule and most people are least prepared for it….
He realized; one needs to be in the state of ‘readiness’ not for a specific purpose but as life in general. One needs not to ‘prepare’ but to be ‘ready’. Readiness itself is the larger purpose for all preparedness. Preparedness is only a process whereas readiness is the end product; the final destination. The readiness is required not only for failures but also for successes. Handling success is more tedious task than handling failures. Success requires larger readiness.
He smiled as he realized he had attained readiness. When you attain, you go blank. The zero is the highest point of readiness. He thanked the almighty for bestowing upon him a series of crises and loads of stupidities … this journey to zero was necessary. He however prayed that the wisdom of zero remained with him. He wished to continue with his ‘readiness’ and not be part of any ‘preparedness’ in future.
He had realized his stupidity. The road ahead was clear to him. He had gone past the fear factor in his life. And, the readiness, the ultimate and exalted beingness was just beyond the confines of the fear factor. He remembered, how since childhood, he struggled to conquer a series of fears he thought he was born with. He grew up demolishing them but only to realize that he had added more fears than he overpowered.
The existential fears were replaced by fears that society offloaded on him. He grew up accepting so many benchmarks of successes and goodness that his family, his peer group, his seniors, icons and leaders lined up for him to follow. He grew up preparing hard to win all the benchmarks and in time got more apprehensive of failures and loses.
Even successes that came when he expected them the least, made him bury deeper in the abyss of fear. Each success only stretched the benchmarks and prolonged the process of preparedness. The fear never went away; rather it grew up engulfing his beingness totally. He could not understand the elusiveness of the state of readiness; a stage after reaching where he could say he had finally arrived. He could not understand the hydraheadedness of the fear; that no doubt egged him to higher stage of preparedness but never allowed him the basic urge of a lasting satisfaction. He had even started believing that life is a never-ending ‘preparedness-struggle’ for the elusive satisfaction of ‘readiness’……
….. the state of zero, the state of quintessential readiness, the state of unattached consciousness made him realize for the first time what wins all fears. It taught him to rise above the process of preparedness to the ultimate stage of readiness. He truly understood why he felt fearless. When it happens; all good and cherished ideals of humanity fall in your lap, they fill your being. It embodies all goodness – honesty, innocence, transparency, selflessness and egolessness and above all the compassion.
It does the magic…. It makes the willful merger of individualism into the collectivity; the individuality of ‘I’ dissolving into the collectivity of ‘us’. It fills the heart and mind with compassion and when compassion plays the music in the heart, all cherished ideals and goodness of humanity get drawn into the mind. The fear goes away the next moment as this happens. He thanked the almighty for making him understand the fear factor and its dynamics.
Readiness leads you to the door…. the entry point of zero but then, you have to step ahead to be into the zero. Every human being is blessed by the almighty to attain this readiness as all human beings are given at least one chance to experience it. To the blessed ones is revealed the music of compassion…. It leads one to the ultimate empowerment of self – the ability to forgive. When forgiveness becomes the first instinct, it is a sure sign that the stage of readiness has been attained. The forgiveness is attaining the blank, the zero, the ultimate empowerment, the readiness. You accept nothing - no pride, no self, no ego, no ‘I’ and you give everything as you forgive....
If I Were Married
To be very honest and, without sounding virtuous or apologetic, I must admit I never liked her. And ever since I heard that she is planning to come to my town, I was a bit apprehensive...
PK, like most pop icons; does have this proclivity to shock.... and, we old school mid-aged people are always sceptical of that, as we already have enough of pop cultural shocks...!
PK, the hugely popular 25- year old girl, the reigning pop music diva, I discovered her only recently as local media created a buzz of her arrival for a concert.
Before the scheduled concert, she was there, sitting in front of me (on television).... singing her latest chartbuster and first time ever, I watched her performing and also listened patiently her self-written lyrics... And then, she talked freely for few minutes. I watched her; as a parent would when his girl speaks....
Not to my shock... for a change... but to an astonishing satisfaction; she oozed tonnes of ‘attitude’ and what made me happy was that she carried this attitude with so much self-aplomb and my favourite sentiment – innocence!
People my age, were culturally trained to show everything but attitude...! And we really have problem carrying the weight of our attitudes, if we ever choose to show them... clearly, the innocence is missing… signs of a lack of mind training... !
And see, the young ones all over the globe love it... this pop icon shows oceans of attitude and the millions of her fans love it... even egg her to flaunt it like anything..... Still, this pop diva has the innocence... the imperfect sense of poise, despite her celebrity status, to make her attitudes inherently, intrinsically, inwardly and, innocuously beautiful....
I watched her and loved her attitude.... loved her too... and I’m not shocked... I have never ever been judgmental but then, acceptance is not contemporary global culture.... I must say, I accepted her and her attitude.... must say, I am happy this way....
Thought... if I were married and had a daughter like her; sure, I would not allow her to wear the inorganic skin of shock. However, when she would show off her innocent attitude and would ask me, as a venturing daughter always asks her father for assurance, “...dad, am I doing it right and the way you would like it to be...?”
… I would say, “... I’M JUST LOVING IT....!”
Am I being retributive .... or, even insanely apologetic about my own failures with my experience and experiment with the thing called ‘attitude’...? May be! But then... I’m aging, I wish, I had a daughter and I would have joyed approving her attitude of innate innocence…
About The Author
People say, what conspire to make you what you finally become are always behind the veil of intangibility. Someone called it ‘Intangible-Affectors’. Inquisitiveness was the soil, I was born with and the seeds, these intangible-affectors planted in me made me somewhat analytical. My long stint in media, in different capacities as journalist, as brand professional and strategic planning, conspired too! However, I must say it with all innocence at my behest that the chief conspirators of my making have been the loads of beautiful and multi-dimensional people, who traversed along me, in my life journey so far.
The mutuality and innocence of love and compassion always prevailed and magically worked as the catalyst in my learning and most importantly, unlearning from these people. Unconsciously, these amazing people also worked out to be the live theatres of my experiments with my life.s scripts. I, sharing with you as a writer, is essentially my very modest way to express my gratitude for all of them. In my stupidities is my innocence of love for all my beautifully worthy conspirators!
Literary Fiction: A novella about life-living choices from the perspective of a very successful contemporary woman: Word- 38,000 approx: Language-English
Dumped by her billionaire fiancé, a resplendently beautiful woman, the reigning royalty of Hollywood’s dream factory, lands herself in all sorts of woes – hospitalization for slipping pill overdose, bad Press, peer group backstabbing and paparazzi. She escapes to anonymity at India's Yoga capital but the threat of paparazzi follows. A young yogi bails her out and detours her to an unusual world where he introduces her to the super consciousness of ‘Onlyness’ within her. The redeemed empress unconsciously discovers her true elements being in linearity with that of the yogi and believes, she may be second time lucky. However, more shocks await her.
The singularities of life have elemental eccentricities of happening and un-happening; almost as weird and randomized as love. The elements of one’s own life and that of the equally precarious milieus are both patterned as well as un-patterned. The juxtaposition of symmetrical possibilities amid the larger probabilistic asymmetry of arbitrary milieus engender such beautiful marvels of life-living experiences, which people can accept only in one way – the destiny! The true and lasting relationship can happen only between similar and generic elements. Destinies shape this way. What destiny has in store for Melissa, the empress, who finds a yogi in her new and metamorphosed life, shall be decided not by factors outside in her near and far milieus, rather by what she finally accepts as something, which is her own internal positioning of consciousness. The moment, she accepts, love shall happen and destiny shall be signed in.
Back To Bliss: A Journey To Zero
Literary Fiction: Novel: A Love Story In Contemporary Culture Of Conflicts: Word- 78,000 approx: Language-English
Battling against hypocrisies, sadomasochism and perfunctory pursuits of pop benchmarks of successes, he refuses the passion-oriented male worldview of karma and life’s purposes. Metamorphosed by compassion, that love’s innocence fills him with, he opts for a journey that takes him far away from the stupidity of self-worth, calculated in terms of personal utility, individualistic possession and unfettered consumption. Does he arrive?
Autobiography Of A Duffer
A witty but insightful narration of ‘normal’ and ‘orderly’ cultural realisms of contemporary world, from the perspective of a young duffer. This duffer believes; a normal person should know how this world looks to a stupid, whom the world loves to label ‘abnormal’ and ‘disordered’, to truly visualize realities of benchmarking. This duffer’s wife asked him to make it different; he truly does it!
Naked Solutions Of Dressed Up Life Woes
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 23,000 approx: Language-English
The world we live in; is what it is, neither good nor bad. It is people, who are the ‘Theatre’ of all pains as well as joys. The human mind is the most capable and instinctively galvanized mechanism to solve big problems. Still, the same human consciousness is the most potent trouble. The core trouble is, modern day problems are so ‘dressed up’; partly by our complex environment and partly by our consciousness that we fail to see the ‘naked’ reality of the nature of problems. We can see them clearly, if we ‘undress’ them. It is an art, we all can master. How?
Habitual Hero: The Art Of Winning
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 19,000 approx: Language-English
In all of us, there is this definite ‘winner’, the genius of this universe. However, this champion is what we can label as ‘Random Warrior’, as it wins but not always. We all have the determination, patience, courage, discipline and the mastery to be a sure and sustained ‘all-weather-all-season-Hero’. However, as many of us miss the knowledge and acceptance of this ‘mechanism of winning’, this warrior turns out to be only a ‘random’ winner, unable to sustain the artistry of winning, to qualify as a ‘Habitual Hero’.
Maya And Leela: Utility In Life’s Futility
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 21,000 approx: Language-English
Most of us, living in modern contemporary world of complexities, conflicts and confusion, have questions as what a good and righteous person should consider as ‘perpetual-utility’ in life, amidst the general feeling of ‘futility’ of everything around. What is this singular life and living positioning, which can make us live the life in a perpetually joyous state of consciousness, endowed with ‘true utilities’, shunning away all those ‘futilities’, which land us in pain and regret?
Why We Flop In Love
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 20,000 approx: Language-English
Love is ideally accepted with three elements of Mystery, Magic and Marvel. The three ‘M’s’ land most of us in inexplicable troubles and pains of love. The magnificent dualism is – love’s mystery makes it flamboyantly attractive and joyful. Still, the mysticism engenders loads of confusion, making many of us flop in love. Success of love is in non-dualistic positioning, which is simple and practical realism, most of us refuse to accept.
Wisdom Of Wellness: Perpetuity Of Poise Of Purpose
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 20,000 approx: Language-English
One needs to be in lasting physical, emotional and ideational wellness. Tips, pills, and ‘shoulds’ abound; still, wellness is elusive. Wellness is largely a function of emotional ‘poise’ of consciousness. Wisdom of wellness is in being the ‘master of mechanism’, ‘internalizing’ the multifaceted life-living realisms and then, creating a personalized model of wellness. Nothing ‘external’ helps.
India Beyond Stampede Of Stupidities
An analytical commentary on how energies of ideas for socio-political changes, create a stampede of stupidities, when they are reactive and participants of change fail to observe assimilative perspectives, compromising the sanity of system, which could weed out loads of aggression, chaos and conflicts from the soil of struggle. A global reality, elaborated with India as a case study.
In contemporary India, since the end of 2013, a virtual stampede of ideas have been set to unleash catastrophic causalities, as the multiplicities of obsessively espoused ideas are roaming without proper channelizing mechanism and streamlining structures. There is a stampede of stupidities pervading Indian societal milieu and the potential outcomes are nothing short of calamitous. This phenomenon too is cyclic in history of time and space on this earth. Energies of ideas for change, guided by the gradient and gravitation of rejection of status quo are basic cyclicality of cosmic evolution and human societies are just a small part of the macrocosmic arrangement. So, why is there a need to talk about it and be overly cautious? Why should we need to call it a stampede and a stupidity and discuss it? Is there a need to talk about it all, if what is going on is just fixed and endemic mechanism of all societies in course of evolution in time and space?
Yes, there is a big need to do it. The express requirement is to deal with the intrinsic issue of evolutionary energies of societies and its mechanisms with an objective, holistic and non-emotional perspective. This integrative and assimilative perspective shall ensure that all players and participants of change, who in their emotional positioning of consciousness and microscopic viewpoint, fail to see the objectivity of the entire mechanism of societal changes, could understand the processes and mechanisms of change in its widest possible spectrum. This shall definitely weed out loads of aggression, ill will, chaos and conflicts out of the contemporary global societies, which are on the threshold of or amidst major socio-political and cultural changes. This shall surely be helpful in supplying the much needed sanity and serenity in the contemporary stampede of stupidities, which pervades India and many other nations. The purpose of writing this book is surely not to ridicule or belittle any idea, activism or initiatives, which contemporary India as well as different other societies are witnessing. The innocuous idea is to elaborate, how and why energies of changes need to be viewed in holism and totality. The initiative is to speak of how it is very crucial to understand the dynamics of the mechanisms of the overall causality, which ultimately energizes all changes in all societies and how all energies need to be properly channelized and objectively streamlined to instill the essential elements of sanity and serenity in changes.
Youth Sanity In Crazy Culture
Non-fiction: Life Choices for Wellness, Youth Issues of Sexual Behavior, Personal Excellence: word- 17,000 approx: Language-English
In contemporary culture of hypocrisy, conflict and confusion, where even adults are in a flux over benchmarks of real success and self-worth, the young being advised about sanity and sensibility, lands as big joke for them. The youth needs a worldview, enabling them to see through the hypocrisy and perplexity of pop culture, offering them a date with real intelligence and life realism.
Decipher Destiny: Decode God’s Will
Non-fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence: word- 20,000 approx: Language-English
There is a mechanism to all ‘probabilities’ in life, which we call God’s will. This mechanism has its own energy and patterns of possibilities. Those, who succeed, decipher this mechanism and the patterns, which are there for anyone to see. We attain success and excellence, as we align our personal energy with this energy of the cosmic mechanism. God’s will is then in linearity with our wish.
Redeem & Reinvent The Art Of Lost Wellness
Non-Fiction: Empowering Consciousness, Life Wellness, Personal Excellence.
The world we live is what it is, neither good nor bad. It is neutral and objective. Wellness is largely individual onus. As we acquire and practice those life skills, which make life wellness a beautiful journey for us, our mind is attuned to them. We then have an auto-mechanism for larger wellness. Time to test our Life Skill Quotient (LSQ)!
There are some elementary elements of personality positions and choices, which stand us in good stead, when we face life. These ensure wellness for us as every good thing we do to others, it finally cycles back to us in larger utility to our own wellness. There are queries; many of them may be unpleasant to be asked. That is why, it is better they are asked and answered within. This shall test our like skill quotient (LSQ). Life presents us opportunities and we are all good at grabbing them for our benefits. Life also presents us with challenges and threats. It is when our life skill quotient is out for a test. Within oneself, there needs to be elements of character and personality, which are needed for not only taking the challenges by the horn and winning them. Rather, also for optimizing the potentials, which life endows on us. These elements are not tangibles, which we all handle successfully. They are intangibles and they affect our lives most as there is always a mist of confusion about their utility. The quantum consciousness knowledge tells us, what affects us most are the ‘intangible affectors’ of life as more than 90 percent of our mind has subconscious space. The life skills are the conscious choices, we make to take all decisions of life and living with clear and conscious mind, never being swayed by the mystical mastery of the subconscious mind. The book is designed for you to test your life skill quotient yourself. The questions, which test your LSQ, are preceded by real life situations, which shall help you understand, what is required of you, if you do not have them. All best.
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