EVERYDAY, the question becomes stronger - who are we? why do we exist? what is the meaning of our existence. what makes it worse is the fact that people dont understand my question. they are contented with mixing the definition of their career/happiness/satisfaction with meaning of life. i wouldnt be complaining, if this act of theirs deprives me of companionship in this quest.
i walk alone....without any support.
i was talking to somebody who does tantra. he assured me supernatural exists.
i dont belive him. but he gives me the much needed green signal to go in the quest of the absolute truth.
though initially i just wanted to go in search of the truth - to know whther any absolute truth exists. i am sure of it now. though it does not mean, that absolute truth is synonymous with paranormal truth. so, indeed i am going in search of it.
as i say this, i think it is important i tell the other thing that i discovered too. call it great conspiracy theory. whenever anybody mulls over the question of absolute truth, the whole universe conspires such a way that he is pulled deeper into the intricasies of human relationship. as if the universe conspires against u from finding the absolute truth. perhaps thats why the sacred books talk abt vairagya as a way to find truth....
anyway...let me plan it out
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
why everybody is one and the same
hey,
as i try to answer ur question - how i claim everybody is, inspite of layers, one and the same, the superficiallity glowing with revenge to distract the truth......I thought i will address everybody, as i think, this could affect everybody, who can read and understand this letter. MY CLAIM - that everybody is one and the same - can be easily seen, if u are simply willing to see....a little deeper....if u do that...u will find people are beautiful....each and everyone of them.....My last trip to indore to culcutta and back to chennai, in a sleeper class of our beloved indian railways, brought me close to all kind of people. Two andhra businessman with nocare attitude towards me, one eunuch who was attracted to me, one eunuch who supported him/her, the gang of eunuchs,who were strongly behind these two, a disoriented scientist at indore whose only arguement was i am right because i am right, a scientific assistant who had seen his five year old son die before his own eyes only months ago, a young scientist who wanted to make a mark in science but had to fight authorities, a young research scholar who became so attached to me that he was crying when i was leaving, young girls who were interested in teasing me for the goggles i was wearing for conjunctivities, a soldier in bsf who had seen election manipulation in bihar and near death in kashmir who was still waiting to hear news from his brother who had simply gone missing, the soldiers wife who didnt care abt changing her dress before me, a head of scientific lab who taught i was too smart that he decided not to teach me anything, another famous scientist who liked me spent hours teaching everything, another scientific assistant who pitied me and taught me how to ask for water and pitied my silence in an overbearing kolkatta, a girl who fell in love with me, a guy who was in love with her who was wondering why because he was more handsome settled as a gret scientistwith and had really pleasing personality, a senior scientist who was bisexual who wanted to take advantage of me though i bet his wife must have been really ignorant about it.then there was this hyderabad trip where my pocket was picked, the autodriver who unscrupolously raised the auto fare knowing i was stranded, and so on...the different gamut of people i met, each as different from each other, as water and fire.the layers and layers, each dissolving in more layers.but i still claim everybody is one and the same, because i found, each one of them beautiful.people are beautiful, if u can see that beauty, u can see the differences dissolve.these beautiful people, are afraid. all of them. one kind of insecurity or the other haunts them. for some it is as simple as finding next time's food, about finding a mate, about finding peace, about seeing oneself in the mirror that night, for others it is as complicated as an alien trying to contact them as in beautiful mind. no, i was only kidding. the insecuriy can be a continuance of their past experiences. it can be a need to be talked to or a need to be listened. also the ego, is usually the most important aspect of each one of them.so, whenever u find anybody really happy, or really disturbed, if u find anybody really angry or really frustrated, reaaly withdrawn or making a show of oneself....look at them, j, with ur beautiful eyes at their beautiful faces, of their innocence, their inability to deal with their insecurity, abt their beautiful committment to fight, abt their desire to as beautiful as u and me, their desire to be recognised, their desire to hide.....inshort, if u can give them that jadoo ki jappi, a hug - to tell them - "no matter what u say, no matter what u do, no matter how things are with u, how society is treating u, no matter whether u are wrong or right, i will be with u...because i can see the beautiful u.....belive me, their beauty will shine through all these layers, and u will find them, as i saw - everybody is equally beautiful
love u
Pandian
as i try to answer ur question - how i claim everybody is, inspite of layers, one and the same, the superficiallity glowing with revenge to distract the truth......I thought i will address everybody, as i think, this could affect everybody, who can read and understand this letter. MY CLAIM - that everybody is one and the same - can be easily seen, if u are simply willing to see....a little deeper....if u do that...u will find people are beautiful....each and everyone of them.....My last trip to indore to culcutta and back to chennai, in a sleeper class of our beloved indian railways, brought me close to all kind of people. Two andhra businessman with nocare attitude towards me, one eunuch who was attracted to me, one eunuch who supported him/her, the gang of eunuchs,who were strongly behind these two, a disoriented scientist at indore whose only arguement was i am right because i am right, a scientific assistant who had seen his five year old son die before his own eyes only months ago, a young scientist who wanted to make a mark in science but had to fight authorities, a young research scholar who became so attached to me that he was crying when i was leaving, young girls who were interested in teasing me for the goggles i was wearing for conjunctivities, a soldier in bsf who had seen election manipulation in bihar and near death in kashmir who was still waiting to hear news from his brother who had simply gone missing, the soldiers wife who didnt care abt changing her dress before me, a head of scientific lab who taught i was too smart that he decided not to teach me anything, another famous scientist who liked me spent hours teaching everything, another scientific assistant who pitied me and taught me how to ask for water and pitied my silence in an overbearing kolkatta, a girl who fell in love with me, a guy who was in love with her who was wondering why because he was more handsome settled as a gret scientistwith and had really pleasing personality, a senior scientist who was bisexual who wanted to take advantage of me though i bet his wife must have been really ignorant about it.then there was this hyderabad trip where my pocket was picked, the autodriver who unscrupolously raised the auto fare knowing i was stranded, and so on...the different gamut of people i met, each as different from each other, as water and fire.the layers and layers, each dissolving in more layers.but i still claim everybody is one and the same, because i found, each one of them beautiful.people are beautiful, if u can see that beauty, u can see the differences dissolve.these beautiful people, are afraid. all of them. one kind of insecurity or the other haunts them. for some it is as simple as finding next time's food, about finding a mate, about finding peace, about seeing oneself in the mirror that night, for others it is as complicated as an alien trying to contact them as in beautiful mind. no, i was only kidding. the insecuriy can be a continuance of their past experiences. it can be a need to be talked to or a need to be listened. also the ego, is usually the most important aspect of each one of them.so, whenever u find anybody really happy, or really disturbed, if u find anybody really angry or really frustrated, reaaly withdrawn or making a show of oneself....look at them, j, with ur beautiful eyes at their beautiful faces, of their innocence, their inability to deal with their insecurity, abt their beautiful committment to fight, abt their desire to as beautiful as u and me, their desire to be recognised, their desire to hide.....inshort, if u can give them that jadoo ki jappi, a hug - to tell them - "no matter what u say, no matter what u do, no matter how things are with u, how society is treating u, no matter whether u are wrong or right, i will be with u...because i can see the beautiful u.....belive me, their beauty will shine through all these layers, and u will find them, as i saw - everybody is equally beautiful
love u
Pandian
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
why do we think, the way we think?
why do we live, the way we live
why do we smile, the way we smile
why do we think, the way we think?
why do we smile, the way we smile
why do we think, the way we think?
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