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You belong to me as much as God belongs to you, says Sri Sri in me Dated especially for: 14th February, 2003 Originally, I wrote this as poetry on 9th for Valentines’ day thinking newspapers would print it but nothing happened. Today while attempting to sing it aloud, yet another miracle took place, words caught fire; became profound and magical, melody flew uninterrupted and poetry kind of evolved into a Symphony! Guruji I am sure you listened me sing it again and again till my eyes swelled with tears last night. Now on behalf of those who have discovered themselves with your Grace and those who are on their way, I am singing it once again for YOU… Need I know, need I say? You are within, music in chime! Ah that glance into my eyes, Opens my mind, makes me shine! Letting me BE, making me LOVED, Sweetheart mine, tuning me fine! Drawing me out, tapping me in, Springs of love, turned divine! Endless gaze, into the skies, Deep in my soul, is your shrine! So-called friends, all gone by now...

Ever wonder what the Shiva element is all about!!! It was worth the reflection I undertook, surprised by my own observations, intuitive ability accentuated by Saawan must be responsible for what I discovered. An internal peep into my deepest core, indicates some very intriguing aspects of nature of our inner finer subtle infinite being. I have often times heard, that this entire universe is filled with but one element, the Shiva tattva. All layers of existence are Shiva's various forms, numerous chemical permutations and combinations a chemical engineer may like to state. Everything we see, perceive, feel, intuitively infer, touch or get an insight into is nothing but that. Given that everything is Shiva, how does it operate sitting so close deep within on its own other layers , yet at a distinctly distant distance!!! Being an IT professional I call the master supreme's operation desk as a 3D studio, in which all 3 aspects of our growth are happily juggled across in time and s...

It all started from me reading something I wrote the other day, which never got published in one of the places I had sent it for. It came out in others, but somehow I was not very comfortable it being missed out of this one place. Then today, it came out there as well. And it made me smile differently... well some sort of pleasure attached to the fact that something useful that was written, has been recognised. Not sure if the publisher thought it that way, but it definitely made me think that. Thinking about it triggered something deeper inside me. Is it the need for recognition, that drives me at some level, somewhere? For what gets written has a purpose and timing, then why should that be a reason for making me comfortable at some hidden level? It confused me, it made me think at a very oblique level. I think what happens inside our tiny little heads, is lot more than meets the eye. As we learn from our own little experiences and grow out of our own moulds, created out of limited ex...

19 th Oct, 2009 ........ Life has jumped a few more chapters ever since. I am now a ........... is a very insightful experience. Along with having received a very sensitive and wonderful way to bless people with my master’s continued grace, is making something inside become more softer, calmer and deeper. .......... see how everything begins to flow into its preset slot…… Grace continues to drive my life ..............., a la de vista dance of unseen manifesting divinity! Music so profound, soulful, ....... silently loud, a ship anchored middle of nowhere, ,............steadfast, moving.......towards horizon. Will the journey ever be complete? ........... the freshness, the curiosity of what next could get carved into realm of time, with which chisel, what color, what texture, hue… is but in an unknown hand,..............I have been here so many times, yet it all is so refreshing and new……!!! From IT to real IT, is what I explain to my respected government clients.......

sweet nothings were not said, infact nothing was even whispered life moved from deep silence into deeper silence walking on the ashram grasses a moment came silently time to move back home into the world so different now here and now in this very split second of distant shore i miss it all, the winds, the rain, the seva chore i miss HIM, i miss u all, the eternal experience shared endless wisdom bared, bhajans, music, sutras established and polished, life moves on yet something stares a longing so vast, like a spell someone cast with closed eyes i visualise thee, the present, the future, the past... so much said yet so much left a windy gush of fragrant air, come take me there, take me there...

chalo chalo lets do the MARCH niklo gharse karne ko re-charge guru ke sang jagayen duniya ko hum sab vote karenge aao khayen/khilayen kasam doosra patakha Guru ne hai choda kuch terrorism, corruption pe thoda tum bhi utth lo ho jao sang hum to rangen bas unhi ke rang ek nahin, log sau hazaar chalenge democracy ke naye dwaar khulenge apni apni dhun main gaao sab ko voting ka raag sunaao chalta hai bas nahin chalega sabko vote karna padega aaj abhi main mauj manao apne saath auron ko laao sone ki chidiyon ka ho dera sapno ka phir saakar basera ik ik kar kaarvan badhaao tum bhi aao unko bhi laao jo hum sabke hain itne pyaare sabko unki aawaaz pukare dhyaan lagaao, abhyaas badhaao khud jago auron ko jagaao hone ko hai naya sawera jo tera kuch nahin hai mera delhi hilaaoo, NCR ghumaao, chahe sare jagko le aao nayi daud mein bhaago bhagaao is politics se ticks choodaao jo roothein unhein haath pakad kar saath le aaoo bas saath le aaooo