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Bhava Spandana – An experience
Imagine a house where we all have trash in our pockets, dirt in our wallets, leftovers in our lunch boxes, but we refuse to clean it. Forget cleaning, we refuse to accept that we have some trash with us that needs throwing away. We do this for a day, two days, a week.. For how long would you be able to hide it? Any rotting trash will make itself known no matter how hard you try to hide it, and the more you refuse to dispose of it, the more stench you and your family will have to live with. This isn’t so complicated to understand, isn’t it? That’s because we already…
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Footloose…
Sometimes, we judge too soon, we decide too soon, and we think we know, too soon. We all know of people (and sometimes ARE) who don’t listen to the whole story before coming to a conclusion. During one of our coffee table meetings, Sujit Sir spoke about an incident that happened with his car on his trip to Hampi, that inspired this post. Even as he narrated what happened with his car on that fateful day, all I could visualise is how often we do that with people, in life. What was the incident? What was I visualising? Read more at : https://www.iuemag.com/u19/di/footloose-in-quick-sand-by-sandhya-nagaraj
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Shambhavi Diaries – June 27th
When breath becomes butter, when the butter seems to melt, and when words seem to be gross. When caring for myself found meaning, and when I found my route home. When the experience is subtle, and the subtle seems sublime, when brevity beckons, and I oblige.
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Art – A world of its own
Flashback to high school and engineering days. Back then, it used to be common for every teacher who taught a subject, to let us know that the subject they taught could explain life, and contained the keys to life, like no other subject ever could. Our physics sir would tell us- Physics is life. There’s nothing in the world that can answer life’s questions, like physics. Life is all about rules, and physics is like chess, finding the rules of life as we go.. Discovering the rules, and operating by them. Next would be our Math teacher- Mathematics IS Life. Life is but equations, and all of life’s mysteries can…
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Shambhavi Initiation – Buzzed Out or Overkill?
It was about three years ago, in the month of April, on a Sunday. It was not one of those fancy, suspense-filled, low-lit, high voltage environments where a few spiritual masters looked at the few students who awaited to be initiated, judging. It wasn’t the types Paulo Coelho or Dan Brown write in their famous books (The Pilgrimage and Inferno, respectively) – the ones that make you feel “special”. It wasn’t one of those hush-hush events of my life, or the highly anticipatory moments when you feel you’re just about to enter into another world, a world you kept looking for and knew deep in your heart, existed. It felt…
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A Withered Rose
I returned to office on the morning of March 18th, 2019 after a week’s absence. Returning from where and what is reserved for entirely another blog post, sticking to the morning scene. The morning (at home I mean) began quite innocuously, with no clue what so ever of what might unfold later, as is so common with life. And for somebody like me, who is quite open to the unexpected and won’t usually be taken by surprise, this was.. Surprising, to say the least. Meeting an auto or a cab driver who has previously dropped me once or twice wouldn’t even have me bat an eyelid, forget feeling surprised. Perhaps,…
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Shambhavi Diaries – A Prelude
What is Shambhavi? For the uninitiated (no pun intended) Shambhavi, or Shambhavi Mahamudra is a practice taught as part of the Inner Engineering program offered by Isha Foundation. Something about the practice calls me to write about my everyday experience of it, more like a personal memoir of how things were once upon a time in my life. To read, or not to read? This category of blog posts would only make sense to you if you are a practitioner of the same. I would strongly recommend that you read no further if you have not been part of the Inner engineering program, for three reasons: It would not be relevant to…
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The Guilt Trip’s End
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. After the regular Sunday routine of preparing-for-the-week-ahead-rest-and-some-more-rest, Instagram beckoned, and I complied. Just out of curiosity, I had posted a question on my story, asking what people would look for in a self-help book, if they were to buy one. The answers I received were intriguing to say the least. Starting from this piece, I am addressing each one of those topics which they have written back to me in response, either in a context I can write from, or in the context asked, whichever applicable. One of the responses that came in, was “Guilt Free Parenting.”Now, since I am not a parent of a…
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Perfect Imperfections
Life is like the mountains. While the view from a distance is exhilarating, the climb can be treacherous! Then again, where is the fun if tea leaves when boiled, leave no residue to be filtered out? (An imperfect concoction, if you please!) Where is the fun if everything comes without effort, and if all of us were to be exactly alike- and perfect? What makes life beautiful is the tiny imperfections you know of your best friend (the way she wrinkles her nose when she wants something but cannot logically explain it!), it is the seemingly innocent words of a child that make your day (like how some seem to…