I had first seen this ashram, the Guruji and the pandits-in-the-making on the Discovery Channel some times ago... And since then, their images haven't left my mind for a moment... The place is in Rishikesh... I can feel it's strong pull... Two of my best friends has been there...!!!

I await my turn..

{P.S : Thanks to one Anon, I got to know that this is Parmarth Niketan Ashram at Rishikesh. More can be found at www.parmarth.com. Thank you, Anon... :-)}

There are long waits after the sms has gone... a 'good night' missed call has been made... almost every single night... but there is no response... and the wait continues...

Just sometimes, I sneak into His profile to check out on Him... I know it's a sin to do it, but then I have no other option...

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And just the other day I read about Gondolas... I am in awe of them... There's "something" about them... their tradition...

Rain drops by

The rain Gods are finally smiling on Mumbai... It's a great feeling to be draped in sensous little droplets... nothing comes as near as feeling it's fall on our face... it invariably brings in a floodgate of memories... But NO, I shall not allow myself to get drowned into those again... (locked in some remotest corner of my anatomy... )

Thank you, God, for such wonderful blessings... Ah, how I LOVE rains... !!!

A quick Pune trip served a good break from the heat of Mumbai...enjoyed every moment over there...the cool morning bus ride...the sexy expressway...beautiful ghats... ride through the tunnels... and reaching for the seminar on time... the seminar itself was quiet an eye-opener... innumerable opportunities in the IT and ITES sector... enjoyed interacting with some of the best faculties in the field... been to Abhishek's flat and was a bit sorry for him, for the way he has to stay there... met Ashok after a year or so... all-in-all the next time I need a quick break, I would head to Pune...

Extract

"Life is like a journey on a train
With two fellow travellers at each window pane
I may sit beside you all the journey through
Or I may sit elsewhere, never knowing you
But should fate mark me to sit by your side
Let's be pleasant travellers - it's so short a ride."

" Origins "

This extract is taken from a book I am currently reading, Myth = Mithya by Devdutt Patnaik :

In the beginning,
There was neither Being nor Non-Being
Neither sky, earth, nor what is beyond and beneath.
What existed? For whom?
Was there water?
Death, immortality?
Night, Day?
Whatever there was, there must have been one
The primal one (God?)
Self-created, self-sustained, by his own heat,
Unaware of himself
Until there was desire to know himself.
That desire is the first seed of the mind, say seers
Binding Non-Being with Being.
What was above and what was below?
Seed or soil?
Who knows?
Who really knows?
Even the gods came later.
Perhaps only the primal being knows,
Perhaps not.
(Rig Samhita)