tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87925242011-12-14T19:11:45.349-08:00What I see on my endless journey towards KnowledgeThe Ignoramushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04240119414695022054noreply@blogger.comBlogger1241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792524.post-43494379321944607082008-04-20T13:46:00.000-07:002008-04-20T14:23:07.778-07:00

Truth is subjective, and Reality is objective. Many persons are confused. They are in search of an objective truth. They will never get it. Truth is unique to each person, and is dependent on one's perspective. Just as a mountain climber sees different scenes at different heights. Everything he sees is the truth, at that particular level. If you understand this well, then you would realize that

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Long ago, a friend of mine had gifted me a book, which lay idle for months in my office cupboard. I had had no inclination to read it, and when I eventually felt like, work pressure left me with no time to even see if that book was still there. Everything changed today, and it has eventually led to this post.The very first page of the very first chapter talks about one of the most interesting

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Last night, I was waiting my turn to get my bike's tank filled with fuel, with a 1000 rupee note in my hand to hand over to the clerk there. Another biker behind me asked me if I needed change, for which I said, "It's ok, they (the bunk) will have enough change", with a smile to acknowledge his consideration.And it took me a minute to understand something... that he needed the 1000 rupee note.

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I have come across many persons who have expressed through orkut their wish to live life KING SIZE (or QUEEN SIZE. Henceforth, the mention of one implies that the other is included). Since I have never had any such wish, I can’t exactly understand what they mean by this. Or perhaps, the converse is true. Whatever. The basic point is that I don’t understand what on earth this means, especially

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Abstraction v Reality.Numbers are abstraction. Mathematics is an abstract subject. Why? Because they have no existence that can be experienced through any of the senses (all 5 + 1 senses). They are all concepts built by the human mind, to understand, describe and interpret his surroundings. No matter what we do, there is no way we can sense the presence of a number like 1, 2, or 3. However,

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An extract from a mail:The idea of a personal god is of utmost importance in spirituality. One can never have any benefits by worshiping a thousand gods. There is only one God and hence, for each one of us, there should be only one God, who should be our own. This God can be any personality from the past, like Lord Krishna, or Shirdi Baba, or any living personality, as is with my case - My Master

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This post is just to keep the blog alive. I saw a post on the Bhagavad Gita community on orkut, which made me make a long post as a reply. This blog is just a copy paste of both the original post, and my reply: Hi all,The geeta from what I have read says that the true disciple of the lord (the sanyasin or the yogin), he does the work which he is ought to do without seeking its fruit. It

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Would you believe it? Strange, but true.When I went to apply for a BSNL broadband a few days back, I was told that it would take them 4 months to get the connection in place. Apparently, they have shortage of equipment. In a time when most private services offer the connection within a week, 4 months is as good as eternity. The only reason for people to go for BSNL is that the connection is good,

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I know I haven't blogged for a long time, and so I have decided to post something here, which seems so dead. As it is there is no work for anyone of us in the office today, and so, here I am, blogging.The last post I made was on June 24th, and since then, a lot have changed. People would say that my life has changed, but I wouldn't. My life is just the same. Except that more parts of it have

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Reality bites because we ignore it all the time, and it gets irritated with us for ignoring it, and so to remind us that it exists, it bites us. But we get bitten, nurse the pain of the bite, and get back to ignoring reality

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This is a conversation between me and someone else (called P), on YM. Found it interesting, and here it is, without any edits.Me: are u alone at home?Me: or is uncle back?P: My, my. I am too old to take such hours. No S is here with me. She is enjoying her summer hols. Uncle is coming back on 13th June. His holiday (and mine) is over!Me: oh i seeMe: idu enna kadai? (what is this?) if his hols are

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There are times when one feels (I suppose others too feel that way at times) that they are witnessing a phenomenon of great historical significance. In our minds, events that happen in our lives over days and months together represent a pattern, that one realises that a few years later, these events will be considered a turning point in history leaving a significant impact on events that were to

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A song that I came across, and I liked it. Have been wanting to post this since long, but remembered it only today. Here you go:Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97Wear sunscreen If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own

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Humility is a state of the mind. It is not an attitude.When we know a little, we know we know, and we think we know a lot. But, as we know more and more, we know that we don't know that much more. This leads to a stage where, when we know a lot, we know that we really don't know. We then know that we are totally ignorant, and ignorance is all over us. Ignorance stands before our eyes like a giant

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This is something that struck me today, as I was sitting with two guys and discussing somethings, in which there were instances of me being guilty of not being responsible enough. Somewhere deep inside it probably made me uncomfortable, for my mood slowly shifted. I became morose.It was then that I began to wonder. I have rarely faced criticisms. There could be two reasons for this. 1. I am so

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Human beings have constantly sought freedom. Generally, people seek deliverance from pain and suffering. Therefore, they seek refuge in a religion, or some philosophy. In their pursuit to be relieved from depressing thoughts, they fill up their minds with thoughts that are 'liberating'. But, they find it hard to see that they have just changed the interiors of the cell in which they have been

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Hey guys.. check this out... this is the best blonde joke ever. Nothing to beat it.

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The wait was over finally on Tuesday 24th Jan 2006. On Monday, the shortlist came out, and I was happy to see my name in it. First time my name was there on a short list. Heartening to see. We were told that there would be a test, and so, my evening was spent in trying to scrape of the rust in my brain.The morning of 24th started with the company guys making a presentation, followed by a test.

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I am now getting into a critical stage in life... last semester in IIT... and hence, slowly nearing the end of a phase of life... and as the end is approaching closer, there is a hope that the end will be glorious, and the transition into the next phase is good.Placements began over a month ago, and about one-third of all registered students are placed, while yours truly continues to be jobless (

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A few experiences in the recent past have opened my eyes to see what relationships truely are. And I see them to be mere illusions. They simply are not real. Hence they deserve no special attention. This particular view is quite opposite to what most people probably may hold. However, this is what I see it to be.To understand relationships, on which we spend so much time and energy, I have

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In traditional Indian way of life, from birth till death, the mother, father, Guru, and God play different roles. The mother takes care of the initial growth of the child. The child's growth is her responsibility. A stage comes when the responsibility is handed over to the father. There ceases her control over the child, and has literally nothing to do with the child anymore. Henceforth, it is

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maitrIm bhajata, akhila hrit jaitrIm |Atmavad Eva parAnn api pashyata |yudhham tyajata, spardhAm tyajata |tyajata parEShu akrama-AkramaNam ||jananI prithivI kAma-dukhArtE |janako dEvah sakala dayALuh |'dAmyata, datta, dayadhvam' janatA |shrEyO bhUyAt sakala janAnAm ||shrEyO bhUyAt sakala janAnAm ||shrEyO bhUyAt sakala janAnAm ||Click here to listen to M.S.Subbulakshmi singing the above song.

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It is now possible for you to get notifications whenever a new post is up on this blog. Look at the side bar for a box where you can enter your email address and click on the button subscribe. You should be getting emails the moment there is a new post up.

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A new born babyHelpless, beautifulOverflowing lovePure joy.A small childInnocence personifiedAdoration and envyHappiness.A young boyPlayful and mishievousUncontrollableRestlessnessA young manMature and responsibleRules laid, expectations grownHurt and despair.

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I am sure anyone who has passed high school would know about the concept of interconvertibility of energy and matter. We know that in energy chains, it is the same energy which changes form, and in chemical reactions, it is the same atoms which form new combinations to give rise to new forms. In essence, all energies - heat, light, mechanical, electrical, magnetic - are forms of the same

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Is fear good?I was discussing about fear with a friend, when he said that fear is a kind of intelligence. In a way, yes. It is fear which makes a deer run for its life when chased by a tiger. But, is the fear able to save the deer? Imagine if deer were not afraid of a tiger. It would stand peacefully eating grass, as a tiger would come and finish off one or two individuals in the herd. What fear

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Most of us believe that we are our body. The physical frame in which we reside is given a name, and we invariably associate ourselves so closely to this physical frame and the name, that we believe that we are the body. But, many great men of the past, saints and seers have repeatedly told us that we are NOT the body. Is there any truth in what they say? One must verify it for oneself. No

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A bad teacher is one who believes that all students are useless.An average teacher is one who can recognise the talent in the student, but do nothing to help it grow.A good teacher is one who can help the talent in the student grow.A great teacher is one who sees great potential in each student and nurtures each one of them, relentlessly, without losing faith in the student.

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How does the new appearance look? I have put fight for almost a whole day to choose the picture on top, to edit it, bring it to the required size, choose new fonts for almost every part of the blog, their size, colour et cetera. I hope it looks pseud to many more pair of eyes than mine. If it doesn't, let those pairs of eyes go to hell. Hahahahahaha.

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It seems there are 12 important organs in our body, which will be at its peak for two hours a day. Normal health or disease of any person depends on this factor. To lead a healthy life, one should learn one's own body functioning language. Time Organs Remarks Early Morning 3-5 AM LUNGS - It is good to wake up at this hour. The ozone content in atmosphere will be more at this time, which will

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I came across this blog of Aparna, and I liked the following post in it very much.Let me start from where I left in the comment of a related blog - "Perhaps this is a step toward conquering attachments (which are temporary and person specific) and replacing them with love (which is universal)" ... The concept of Love seems to mean so different to different people... There seems to be so much to

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Is the M.D of Deloitte entirely at fault for his mistaken identity? Is it also not because the world sees him so? Day in and day out, that poor fellow is looked at as the M.D. Will it not then play on his mind and fool him into believing what he believes? Eventually, he too begins to think of himself as the M.D. Who is to be blamed? He or the others?

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In Part 1, we have seen how we create false identities for ourselves, as a result of which, we become incapable of realizing our true identity.Before going further, I would like to build some rough idea of what a true identity is. A true identity is that which cannot be proved false. No play of words. Suppose X is an identity, if by some means I can show that X is false, then, X cannot be my true

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Another post on Nature, but this time talking about its mysterious ways. Barely few minutes back, I experienced the pain of my life, thanks to these mysteries.Anything unusual about a guy having bath? No. Anything unusual about someone who has finished bath to wear his clothes after that? No, I guess.Anything unusual about someone who has worn them, and soon realises that he is experiencing

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The Managing Director of Deloitte introduced himself thus: “I am the Managing Director of Deloitte”. Just watch what he said. Is he the managing director? Or, is he occupying the post of the managing director? This is not some play of words. Why didn’t he say “I am in the post of the Managing Director”? Why then did he say what he said? As human beings, we get to interact with the outside

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Have you ever wondered how intelligent Nature is? Ever paused to notice some of the beautiful mechanisms Nature has in place?This afternoon, I noticed an army of ants in my room, making their way in through the window, and quietly marching their way to my cot. ANTS!!!! All of a sudden, an army of them into my room...for what purpose? Just yesterday I had discovered in my bag that mom had put some

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I have been getting an SMS from Airtel saying that if you are ready to shell out 50 bucks, they will perform any Pooja you want for your name at the Madurai Meenakshi Amman temple. All you need to do is send an sms specifying he pooja name and your name to them. What a beautiful concept!! This is so useful to all the busy, God-fearing, 'devoted' individuals who are stuck up in some corner of the

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We all have likes and dislikes. But has it ever occurred to anyone of you that there is nothing inherent in anything that makes it likeable or dislikeable? An icecream is just an icecream. A chocolate is just a chocolate. A scent is just a scent. An experience, of say, being on a roller-coaster is just an experience. Physics, or mathematics is just what it is. A person is just what he/she is.

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Sorry folks...yet another philosophical blog, and please forgive me this time, particularly because this is going to be really philosophical. The content of this post are essentially the thoughts that followed after someone mentioned Ramana Maharshi having attained enlightenment by asking this question "Who am I?". With all due respects to Ramana Maharshi, whose status of enlightenment I am

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It is well known that a rocket that is launched is very heavy when on earth, with all the fuel, oxidiser, the payload, and the structure. But as it keeps going up, fuel and oxidiser keeps getting depleted. After a certain stage, even a part of the original rocket gets jettisoned, because it doesn't make any more sense to keep it any longer. It will only act as a dead weight, and impede further

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My afternoon was spent watching this movie. The only reason I watched it till the end was Preity Zinta. Not a bad movie actually, but nothing original about it. Don't believe what the actors would have said before the release of the film. Somehow actors always find every script 'original', but the audience often thinks otherwise. May be we need to improve our tastes!The movie is a little

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A friend of mine and I were having a conversation yesterday, when we realized that when it comes to how we live, almost all of us are one of the following types: The planners – These people are always planning and looking forward to the next thing they are going to be doing. They always think ahead, and keep setting goals to achieve, and keep working towards that. To them that

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It was just another cycling trip towards my hostel, passing through the same old street, same old buildings, same old trees, and the same old eating joint, and the same old Archies’ Gallery. But something struck me as I passed this place. There are a lot of people around us in this world, who would like us to continue to be what we are, so that we serve their interests. To achieve this

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Often we find that people or an individual fails to understand us. What do we mean by that? Is it that they really do not understand us? When I was thinking about it, I realized that each one of us has a certain idea of what we are. We also have an idea of what the other person thinks of us. Notice that this idea need not be what they really think of us. They may think we are good, but we may

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What you see above is the screenshot of the blogger toolbar for MS-Word. By the way, I am uploading this photo directly from my computer into the blogger by clicking on the "Add Image" icon on the right top corner of the window where you type your post. This also means you don't need to use softwares like Picasa or upload your photos to sites like Flick or Photobucket to make a photoblog. The

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You can now write your posts in MS-Word, and you don’t need to copy past it to blogger. You could directly publish the post from Word itself. That is what this add-on is supposed to be able to do. Download the executable file, install it and run MS-Word to see the blogger toolbar. I am currently typing in Word, and am going to post it from here directly. Let’s see if it works.

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A ship without an anchor gets pushed by the waves and the currents in the sea. A man without an anchor also gets pushed by the waves and the currents in the sea of life. An anchor needs to be strong, firm and real. An anchor cannot be imaginary. It cannot be a conception. Every thought is an idea, a conception, and therefore not real. Therefore, the anchor cannot be any

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It’s nearly been two months since there has been a blog posted on this page. This one is the first since July 6th, and it seems to be a sort of second life. In fact, in a previous blog that I owned, I went through a long phase of inactivity. The first post after that hiatus talked about the second life. द्िवतीय जन्मI had then talked about दि्वजः - one with two births. It refers to oviparous

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I have a cycle, that is well maintained, and a racing cycle (yes...am proud of it...and so this much description). A lot of my friends borrow my cycle for their personal use. Once, one of the regular users of my cycle (call him A) asked mine to keep it with himself overnight as he wanted to go very early in the morning to some place. On the way, he met with a small accident and so he gave my

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The buck has finally reached me...and I hate Sangeeta and Bhaand for it. I never wanted to write this. Still, here I go.Total Number of Books I own: Around 50. This includes all the text books I have. I just have no idea which book I own. There are so many lying in my house, most of them bought by my dad, and very few by me, and since I have never paid for any of my books, I don't know if it is

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Would you believe it? It rained today for a few minutes in Chennai. Now, I am sitting in my room wearing 4 pieces of garments, unlike the usual two, or sometimes one. God bless the rain god.

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Shri Krishna was camping on the banks of a river with his company of bhaktas, followers, gopis. The river was in spate. There was no place where it was fordable. On the other bank the great Maharshi Durvasa was seated. Shri Krishna told his followers to prepare a feast for Maharshi Durvasa. Many items were tastefully made, and then the followers came to Shri Krishna and asked him how they were to

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Consider a hypothetical situation in which you are traveling by train from Chennai to Delhi. Let us say you have got the lower birth, and obviously, someone has been allotted the upper berth. Let us say you are very tired during the day time, when people usually sit. How comfortable will you be in occupying the upper berth? Even if you have taken his permission, how long will you sleep there?Now

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Alasyam hi manushyAnam sharIrasto mahAn ripuHLaziness that resides in the body is the biggest enemy If only I understood the meaning of this.... but just wondering...what about the laziness of the mind? Isn't it a greater enemy?Oh God....help me get over this stupid habit.

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Many great saints, and many religions have asked people to renounce the self. One of my friends wondered why it was so, and in fact thought that they were wrong. Therefore this post, to say why I think they were not wrong, and why renouncing the self is in fact important.One of the most difficult questions to answer is "Who am I?". It is supposed to be the ultimate question, which is the basis of

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We all have our own ways of seeing life. Some see it as a game. some say life is beautiful. And some say life sucks. But the fact is, life is what it is. Just draw yourself outside your body, and look at your own life. What do you feel? Do you feel the sorrows and pain that you had before leaving your body? Do you feel the excitements, pleasures, and joys? Are you bogged down by your never-ending

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Background music: Titanic theme*I see that my blogging frequency has decreased considerably. Mainly because, my mind has sobered down, and is no more bubbling with ideas as it used to.Small minds discuss people. Average minds discuss events. Great minds discuss ideas. (My addition) Greater minds discuss nothing. Perhaps I am now making that transition. But today, I feel I must blog. A lot of

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Now, this is something that startled me too when I first thought of it. Is science really searching for truth?Let us see what the scientists do. They observe some phenomenon in nature. They wonder what is going on. Someone gets a brainwave, and comes up with a theory to explain what is observed. He only tries to explain the observation. Now, if there is no observation that we can make that

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This is something that I thought of long time back. But somehow, I didn't find any enthu to blog, and so it remained confined within my skull.Why? We ask this question all the time. This blog is about the method we adopt to find an answer to this question. I have identified to distinct ways. The first gives the cause as an answer, and the second a possible effect.To give an example: Let us ask

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Is the movie Matrix a prediction of our future lives? Think about it, as I go on to explain.Internet is growing. More and more people are using it. Almost everyone having access to the internet now has two lives: a virtual one, and a real one. We make friends online similar to real life friends. We share our thoughts, feelings, talk, and some even fall in love over the net. This virtual self is

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I am mugging for my humanities quiz tomorrow, and the above subject is an important part of the course. So, I thought it might be useful to jot down important points as I read along....I don't expect anyone to understand anything. But just get a sample taste of this, and you may be inspired to know more of it.Dialectical approach has the following as its mainstay: All of universe is changing

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"I" is an idea that exists in each of our minds. This idea separates oneself from the rest of the Universe. To each one of us, there exists an "I", and the Universe. My "I" refers to a person called Ramsubs, but your "I" does not. So, there are multiple "I"s. It is an idea that makes us believe that we are separate. Its existence is only in our minds. The idea is so powerful that it seems to be

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Science an Religion are said to be the quest for truth. They say that both are trying to understand the underlying truth of the Universe, but through different approaches. But I have a reason to believe that science can never answer this quest, unless it changes itself to redefine the word "scientific".Science is based on reason, logic. Science looks for consistency. But the nature of the

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Today, I was talking to one of my professors, who is very dedicated to research. It is then that I realised something that had never caught my attention before.All the schooling, education etc. serve many purposes. At one level, it gives an individual a means to earn a good living. It can make him cultured, though not always. It can make him civilised.At yet another level, education is the means

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American poet John Godfrey Saxe (1816-1887) based the following poem on a fable which was told in India many years ago. It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see the Elephant (Though all of them were blind), That each by observation Might satisfy his mind The First approached the Elephant, And happening to fall Against his broad and sturdy side, At once began

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Dada has done it again. Whenever I think of the Prince, the Bengal Tiger, and his present state of hopelessness with the bat, I feel a little sorry for this guy.Remember the times when we were almost certain that a boundary would be scored in the first over of every math? Remember the days when we were hoping that he would give India a quick start? Remember the beautiful innings at Brisbane?

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Modern offices are very different from the conventional ones in many ways. One of the striking differences is the way in which the work-stations are arranged. In a conventional office, there were tables arranged here and there, allowing some space in between for people to walk. Everyone could see each other. Today, it is organised into small cubicles. A cubicle may hold anywhere between one and

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One of my cousins is studying right now in the ninth standard. His school has started with the tenth standard lessons already. This poor fellow is finding the whole stuff too much to take. The syllabus is vast. The volume of homework is large. Worst of all, the pressure is high. He studies everyday for close to six hours, yet has difficulty in understanding the subjects. Of late, he has lost

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Thoughts, good or bad, are tiring. Of late, there have been too much of it. All I need is rest...mental rest.

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Lord Krishna, in the Bhagavad Gita said: "KarmanyevAdhikAraste mA phaleshu kadAcana". I present here my understanding of this statement.No action can be performed without any motivation, and the the end result of the action is in itself a motivation. (I am not considering motivations like name, fame, etc. here, because we can act even without any such material incentives). For example, studying

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A week long of stitting for two hours every evening and listening to the presentations made by my fellow classmates has finally come to an end. At the end of all of these, apart from filling up more of memory space in my head, I was left wondering what good has internet done in helping us study.It is a popular perception, not completely wrong, that internet puts the world of information and

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I have been seeing this for the past 4 years. But only today I stopped to think about it. I am talking about the habit of appers[1] sticking their bump[2] letters on their door. I wondered why would a person do that? Why would anyone publicly announce one's sorrow? Instead thay could take a copy of their admits and stick it up. To me, it appeared that this made more sense. Sharing your joy with

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There are two photographs that hang on my office wall. Everyday when I entered my office I look at them before starting my day. They are pictures of two old people. One is of a gentleman in a blue suit and the other is a black and white image of a man with dreamy eyes and a white beard.People have often asked me if the people in the photographs are related to me. Some have even asked me, "Is this

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I found this as a forward, and I thought it would be appropriate to put it up here.The photo is the Pulitzer Prize winning photo taken in 1994 during the Sudan famine. The picture shows a famine stricken crawling towards a UN food camp located a kilometer away. The vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. This picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to

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Just found this item on Marathon Monks. It is amazing how these fellows can sustain their will power. If only I had 1% of that will power!!!!!

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Click on the image to view the slide show.These are paintings made on the streets of NY. Note that they were made on a flat surface.

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There are two aspects to education: 1. Imparting Knowledge. 2. Instilling character.It is an age old saying that "If character is lost, evertything is lost". Nobody says "if knowledge is lost, everything is lost". Today, education has become synonymous with gaining more and more knowledge, be it theoretical or practical. This section itself is not very good. What is happening is that the

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Is Death the absence of Life or is it the opposite of Life?If Death is the absence of Life, then isn't Life the absence of death? Because after all, we are alive for only a few years, while we are dead the rest of the time. Isn't it therefore logical to conclude that the state of being dead is the reality, and the state of being alive is just a temporary change of state?If Death was the opposite

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After a long time I went to a theatre to watch a movie. And it was worth all the money. BLACK is one of the best movies that I have watched in recent times. It is certainly a movie, far different from the usual ones that we see being produced in Bollywood. In fact, it was so touching that I sat there shedding buckets of tears. Many have criticised the movie for various reasons, but as far as I am

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After hours of effort, after searching to scores of pictures, and after hajjaar googling, this blog has got a new look. Comments are welcome.

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Often, we have heard people say "Don't limit yourself with small thoughts, think bigger". We are encouraged to always believe in the impossible, and aim for the sky. These thoughts no doubt seem to liberate us, as it makes us realise that we are not limited to what we think we are, but we are much more than what we think. In this sense, it liberates us. However, no matter how big that thought

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It seems odd that you need to actually dedicate a day to be with your loved ones.....I don't think it makes it more romantic if you are with your beloved, when everyone else is also being with their beloved. It looks something like an assembly drill, where someone comes and says "Attention" and you all stand in attention position. Here the calendar says "Feb 14th" and everyone makes plans to go

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View Complete AlbumHaving done Mahabs last February, yesterday, we - Naresh, Avinash and myself - decided to go cycling to Vedanthangal, a bird sanctuary situated about 85 kms from Chennai. The decision was made a week ago, which in fact gave us enough time to prepare ourselves for this marathon physical exercise, but all that we did was to eat and sleep during the whole week. Come Saturday, we

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R is smiling now. Of course he owes a big treat to Zombie and Avinash, who are primarily resposible for him smiling now. Right now, he is sitting with his soulmate - his comp, if you still haven't got it - and is blogging about this phenomenal achievement by his friends which has brought things back to some sort of a normalcy. The story basically continues like this. After a few days of

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Apparently this culture of celebrating something called as Bus Day is catching up with the Chennai college students. Yesterday, college students of the Govt. Arts College, Nandanam celebrated Bus Day. This is what happened in the year 2000. Such activities that disrupt public life, especially when it comes from students, is deplorable, to say the least. I don't know when the educated class of

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Sometimes, I cannot resist wanting a laptop with wireless connectivity. Often I have found that I am at the top of my creative genius when I am sitting in what I call a duck-position....basically that position when you are at the lowest point of a sit-up. You know where one usually sits like that. It is in that place that I am the best. Ideas flow like the ganges from Himalayas, free and

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Two days ago, when Prof. Balki was asked at the end of his lecture whether God exists, he said that he didn't know, but added that he thought that a God must exist in order to "take care of the blighter who took a turn on the wrong side of the road". Today evening, as I sipped tea, I started to think about this. And these are the thoughts that came to me, which of course I am presenting in a

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Well....R is still languishing in pain.... He tried to reinstall Linux. Linux was more considerate that Windows and agreed to get installed. But R is left wondering whether it really is, because within ten minutes of booting, the comp invaribaly chooses to hang. This leaves R frustrated, and now he is thinking of dumping the hard disk into the nearest dust bin outside his room, and rush to the

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Who does not know what Murphy's law is? And who hasn't experienced it? Right now, the one whom the famous law has chosen to play tricks on is our hero of the day, henceforth referred to as R, or rather it is his comp. The story actually started a hell of a long time back....... Once upon a time, so long ago, that I do remember how long ago...hmmm....about 4 months, R decided to upgrade his

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Yesterday, I had a short debate in my mind: Whether we love things because they are beautiful, or is it that things are beautiful because we love them? It is obvious that the former is true, for one always loves anything that one finds beautiful. But the second is not false either. I was reminded of this Akbar-Birbal story: Once Emperor Akbar asked Birbal to find out the most beautiful child

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Mortality or Immortality? Go throught the above thread that I found on orkut. It is a discussion about whether you prefer mortality or immortality. You need a log-in id, which if you do not have, please contact me by email. I will send you an invite and you can read it. The gist is this: Most people prefer to have a finite life to an infinite life. This is a fact that the thread establishes.

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I have now come to probably that part of IIT-life where I can call myself the 'grand old man' of IIT. Of course, there are many people who have stayed here much longer, but being in the eight semester, I cannot help feeling a little 'old' here. A sort of 'grandfather' like attitude seems to have caught me, with me feeling nice about almost everything here. It is the sort of feeling one would

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Today is Bhogi, the day before Pongal. It is the custom here in Tamil Nadu to burn wll the wastes in the household. Early in the morning, at about 3 o'clock, people start lighting fire to the unwanted things outside their houses. Of late, this custom is facing opposition from the environmentalists for the pollution it causes. The air gets filled with smog, and one gets the feeling that one is in

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Today, the 12th January happens to be Swami Vivekananda's birthday. In remembering this great leader of India, we should also try to remember what he has said. It was his belief that India can achieve glory by combining the immense spiritual knowledge of the East and the great scientific knowledge of the West. Another very important teaching of Swamiji was Utthistatha Jaagrata Praapya Varaan

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Thought has great power. I had to travel to Chennai three years ago to attend an interview for the NUS/NTU scholarship to study in Singapore. The interview was on May 14. Peak of summer in Chennai. I had just checked the weather the previous two days, and found the temperature to be hovering around mid-40s. Bangalore was in low 30s. It was the first time I was going to face such heat. While

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Today was the first class of Simulation of IC Engines. The prof had a very funny way of connecting engines and marriages. There are two kinds of marriages - love marriages (SI engines) and arranged marriages (CI engines). In love marriages, the boy (air) and the girl (fuel) meet very early, mix well, get to know each other and come together for marriage. Marriage (combustion) happens and as a

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I am making this post in reply to the comments for the previous post so that it is convenient. Thank yu guys for your comments. Sarath: Does the pursuit of spiritual growth need to be pursued conciously..i think not. I believe it is instinctive..we pursue this form of growth instinctively..which is why we can never plan for love...its just happens.. And where does social growth fit in all

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Growth is a basic quality we see in human beings. Growth can be categorised into three types: physical, mental/intellectual, and spiritual. Physical growth and mental growth is rather well known. But spiritual growth is something that is hardly known, and even less unnderstood. Spiritual growth is the transformation of an animal-man to a man-man, and further to a divine-man. To be called as a

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For a long time, I have made no post. In fact, this post itself is an accident. I have been hooked up with exams for over a week now. But that is not the reason. I find myself doing many other activities though. But somehow, I found no enthu to blog. Of late, I have been having serious trouble catching sleep. Thursady morning I went to bed at 2, didn't sleep till 3, and woke up again at 4.30.

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