My Life

Yes, you got it right. I'm talking about the relationship between a man and a woman. Not anything else. Am I going to hurt people by quoting their stories here? It is my story more than anyone else. Shouldn't I have my opinion about the people around me? Yes, everyone is entitled to have their own opinion, and so do I. I'm not going to reveal anyone's identity but my perspective. It is up to you, you read it or scrape it. I shouldn't be so surprised when someone says that I'm interested in you, and if it doesn't work out, I've somebody else in the pipeline. I shouldn't be so surprised when someone says that I'm interested in you and no other man will touch me until you are in my country, and I'll count on you and keep hoping that you will change your mind. I shouldn't be surprised when someone says I'm interested in you, but you are my plan B. Why shouldn't I be surprised? This materialistic attitude has been prevalent s

My Childhood Friend 2 Kms away from my home, next to the road, a small pond . That was my dream spot during my teenage. I discovered this when I went for a long walk and later on, took my friends there many times. I very often went there and spent some time contemplating. It was so refreshing being surrounded by the trees and a small pond. Now, I realise why I'm interested in meditation.  I still remember walking to that place in the drizzle, wet road, smell of the soil... Just one visit to that place was so much for me during those days... Every mental noise was getting settled there...

Bharat Sevashram Sangha is the place where I headed after reaching Badrinath.  The office bearer looked at me from bottom to top when I asked for a room. Then he directed me to go to Swamiji, who was the in-charge of the ashram. Again same looks from top to bottom. He said that I would have to pay money; why not Swamiji, said I.  How many days? For 15 days. Will you eat outside, or will you eat in the ashram? I'll eat in the ashram only. Okay, per day 200/-. You pay a total of 2400/- instead of 3000/-.   I paid the money and got the room. It was so dirty. Still, I was happy to be able to reach that place. I told myself that I would stay here for 15 days, come what may. Went to the Bhagawat Gita session. There I felt I was really in an ashram. I cleaned the room as soon as I got back to the room and started feeling as if it was my home. There was puja (worship) in the evening, followed by dinner. There was segregation, all the people who wore orange clothes sat tog