If myth is infact a word, it is not the meaning it denotes or that one understands behind. if it is not a word but infact the meaning it indicates, what is myth anyways? a word or what you think what it denotes or what it actually denotes, that somebody defined in the websters dictionary or decided to use as a way to express what was intended to be expressed, and what makes you certain that there was no mistake committed in making it mean what it was originally meant to mean? seems like words are themselves a myth, which means there is nothing called myth, nothing called a word, nothing that you are seeing written here, nothing that is flowing from somewhere deep inside called me, through that called keyboard, inside a laptop, now appearing on this screen which was sometimes ago appearing exactly like this on another laptop screen, somewhere in space, time or beyond, and something called email, made it all appear in your mailbox that you accessed a while ago to read what was written s...
An empowered and resilient MSME sector is vital for building a self-reliant and globally competitive India. Micro, Medium and Small Scale Enterprises will flourish if they integrate strategic planning with an innovative spirit and a touch of spirituality. - Gurudev Sri Sri Ravi Shankar As Head MSME, a teacher of the Art of Living, corporate programs, entrusted to do something for this important pillar of country's economy, it has become evident that we need to maximize our outreach to the business owners. While there are many teachers enabled to organize and conduct our flagship Happiness Programs, we have about 5% of total teaching community who has been enabled for MSME programs. Therefore, today I want to share a thought with each one of you, my dear teachers. I believe, we all know this very well, that teachers are divine hands and channels. Our divine master, has so compassionately nurtured each one and given us lifetimes opportunity to serve the humankind at l...
Divine has a plan. Always there is a plan working in the background. A big picture not very difficult to visualise for a silent saint. It is creating a kind of deep untouched passionate yearning somewhere inside I cannot reach. Somewhere I wish I could forever be. Somewhere far off in the darkest layer of a thick forest. I wish to fly there and be. In the noisy de-stabilising churning movement of the race one finds oneself sucked in every now and then, where is the space to stand back and stare blankly at the crowds, gaze at stars or enjoy the flow of a river from its bank. Somewhere at the end of the road, somewhere beyond the horizon, beyond the milky way, perhaps leading towards end of universe.... . or beyond! Looking at whats going around, taking part in the flow of events, being the drop in the waterfall that follows the others with the fall to make it right into the splashy puddle of water body surrounded by rocks below, splurging, rising, simmering with a glitter of sun peircin...
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