Birds of a feather, must we flock together?

I remember when I first heard the word, Maya. It just sounded like such a beautiful name for a woman. Then I heard of a culture in South America. As I grew older, I heard the word in a completely different context which was very mysterious and fascinating, made me wonder and imagine, and frankly, confuse and dismiss!

Decades later, I realize that people can spend a lifetime trying to understand or misunderstand this word and justify their acceptance or rejection of its meaning. To respect its true magnitude, I will do neither. Using some references, I will involuntarily either convince or confuse you. And in either case, please let me know what you think or feel about it because in chaos, I believe, the best emerges.

In the video-link below, Anil Seth talks about concepts which in my view, relates with Maya, the hinduism meaning (see listed links further below the video). He talks about hallucination and reality through an interesting science experiment. It’s a whole different topic for a different day about why we need modern scientific proof to understand a deep concept already prevalent in a ‘foreign’ culture.
I first realized this after getting married into a joint family, living in different homes, but mentally close enough to make you feel foreign, for a decade. When four-five of them would say the same thing, it became real for them and I was always wrong because “everybody said …” something that matched. My answer used to be “What four people agree on, is not necessarily fact.” Imagine how can a daughter-in-law say that! Anyway, they were good people working with what they knew best.

Point is that these were my first personal lessons in how scary our lives can be because we choose to live by confirmation of what “seems real to us.” This was the first time, I consciously broke through the Maya barrier. Growing up, it had been automatic, because our family was at some level, open-minded, free of the Maya barrier across culture, religion, language, food, or any such binding force.

Do you believe that on wordpress, or any other social group, we tend to find people like ourselves, who will agree with us and confirm to us our-selves? This self, concept of I, is also

Maya.

Hallucination.

Either way, I choose to keep meeting and interacting with people who are different, who may agree or disagree with me, because they pull me out of any illusion that I’m Somebody.

Anil Seth: Your brain hallucinates your conscious reality TED.com

References to understand the concept in your preferred language:
1. maya – Google Search
https://www.google.com/search?q=maya&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en-us&client=safari&safe=active

2. Meaning of Maya in English | Maya का अर्थ (Maya ka Angrezi Matlab)
http://shabdkosh.raftaar.in/Meaning-of-Maya-in-English

3. The Definition and Concept of Maya in Hinduism
http://www.hinduwebsite.com/hinduism/essays/maya.asp

East or West,
North or South,
Put Maya to rest-
Harmonize your best!

💞from: Your Happy Nobody🤗

Let dormant lie

Language fascinates me! Today I thought I’ll let the word dormant lie Dormant and use a flipped version instead. This is what I got:
tnamrod.
If I decide to keep the t silent, then I have:
namrod.

Some might ask, “Why the heck would you do that?!” Well for me, its the challenge to see things in a different way. And then, wouldnt you like a pleasant surprise? Be ready for unpleasant surprises, too😉 You could get either kind sitting at home, or while crossing a street, or flipping pages in a library.

On googling both spellings, I found its a Russian weapon, a dancer, a twitter account, a non-existant youtube channel, a game with an extra T, battle game, obituary for a person, companies, and so on. Language and how it’s letters and sounds travel amongst our diversity, are magical!

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

Celebrate with a song and a dance with Abo Namrod dansar – YouTube

You can do this experiment yourself and see where it takes you. Have fun and thank you to all the new follows! Hope you enjoy my recent getting back to daily surprises for you🤗

Never a dull moment with you!

A Recipe and a 😉Degree!

From the Top! FREE management lessons!

JOIN Twitter Today!

How to become a Mil-Bil-Trillionaire?

Learn from the best! Keys to your success!

Visible, expressive, leadership today in several parts of our world, are setting an example of how to succeed monetarily.

STATUTORY WAR-NING! Observance of such tactics can lead to side-effects of manipulation, bullying, righteousness, law-suits, and also War!

Savor the Secret Recipe for Success:

“The recipe is inexact; a crazy mix of luck, audacity, and moxie.” Michael H. Weber, Scott Neustadter

Savor

Moxie

Mr. Fops!

Mr. Fops bumbled around in the business of politics. He stumbled and bungled his way through bumbling speeches, too.
A Fops favourite was time spent around a bumbly tubby, cute and cuddly.
But having two left feet and being all thumbs, he was no great shakes as a leader.

Have you met Mr. Fops Bumble anywhere? I think I lost him. In brief grief.

A little secret … A huge treasure!

Armed with a dream and a shovel,
I dig into the forgiving for giving earth;
She moves delighted, makes room, asks,
“What is it you bring, sweet suspense you mask?”

I think I surprise her, naively show off
my raid on colour, boastful aquisitions.
Pink, lavender, blossoms giant red,
like sleeping beauty, shall rest in her arms, her bed.

In the hole, a raindrop blesses whole,
rocks, roots, mysteries live like a wet mole.
Out they go, make room, Bury kitchen shreds,
Plant in. Working worms and bugs, composting our dreads.

The earth nurtures a tryst with sun and magic,
from love, our airs, organic matter not tragic;
She Collages all to blooming fruition in the raining mist-
giving her best, pushing through every human twist.

There’s the secret: organic and natural,
Brings best Grit out of earth, plants, and us all.
A huge treasure! To nurture, loving ways unseen,
Children like flowers, spread joyous sunbeams!

Wonder-full Brain!

The Wheels in our mind go round and profound,
Watch it! They can also astound and be unsound.

The dendrites and dendrons make a Delta web,
and our thoughts flow into oceanic depths;
attracting experiences like a roving Magnet,
that make-break our dreams in the wishing net.

Meditate or silence, take a healthy brain Snack,
Calm the tsunami within or face own wrath.

Share, play, create, Scamper around,
Together make beautiful, the earth surround.

Fill the Dash between birth and death with
thought-ful words, simple and loving for all.

With this amazing mind – body joint venture,
Lets set Sail on a Wonder-full adventure!

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

Pic credits: Google search on key words from poem. Craft project: own.

Wow factor in Anthems and Music

Surfing through a borderless youtube with a question in my mind, I realized that Local people have such a passion for their land and culture. Why not sample a few anthems to see what atleast one nation feels about the country/continent they live on? To wordpress it on ‘Paper,’ here are links to a few of my selections today. As I heard them, I had my patriotic feelings rise with each of their soul stirring music. I was like a Transient soul floating through a musical river, being changed by sharing the rich spirit of strangers, performing their best for their countries!

Most passionate solo: USA
Whitney Houston – Star Spangled Banner – YouTube

Most creative (first half of video) in the himalayas: the complete vocal part is in a collage of best musicians of India in the second half.
JaNa GaNa MaNa – AR RaHMaN`z (w/translation) – YouTube

The most amazing age and size of performing choir:
Russian National Anthem – Children’s Choir At The Mariinsky Theatre St. Petersburg – YouTube

Appreciating a beautiful land and people:
The Official Full Version Of The Australian National Anthem With Lyrics – YouTube

Energy and passion:
Hino Nacional do Brasil – Londres 2012 – Brazil’s National Anthem Lyrics – YouTube

Good intentions and spirited thought:
North Korean National Anthem – “Aegukka” (KO/EN) – YouTube

What a grand emotional tour it took me on! My day is made and my hopes for peace between all nations is running on a Loop. Enjoy!

🤝🙏✌🏼

“When Life is at Stake” and “IF”

When Life is at Stake
Your life begins with innocence and love-
Wonder for a human life that charms,
Regard for all who help, heart that warms,
Until one cold day, life gives a shove.

And then you display reactions, turmoil, ill feeling.
You build a hateful purpose, disregard life and human,
Comparisons, unfair, you lash out! Zoom in,
Why do you let anger decide to send lives reeling?

Consequence sends you behind bars straight-
Verdict is your life sentence for man slaughter.
A long wait begins, soul search in quiet water,
family now committed to a bitter social fate.

Time passes: your age, purpose, reasons change;
Calm creeps in, regrets lead to insight and appeals.
“You’re not alone” whisper friends at meals;
Now wishing regard for a human, this social derange!

Too late to change! Wallow in life’s grime!
Date is fixed. Letters, cards, books arrive in-
Family trying to save your soul in heaven!
When on earth, you didn’t let them help it shine.

Times change, choice still, to still life, is a silent Syringe.
Life’s over, the sentence, too. You’ve come to terms,
Forgiveness to self. Document read, State seal firms:
“Name, list of crimes, and the Jury’s Verdict.” You don’t cringe.
R.I.P.

_________________________________________________________________

IF

If you had Survived circumstances beyond your control,
If you had Distant memories of a hurt,
If you had Trace of a crime in your career,
If you had reflections, a Portion of which was regret,
If you had Impressions, that you can make things better,
If you were given one golden chance, a prisoner Reprieved,
Suddenly, you have Life!

I ask you, what matters:
Living?
Living well?
Living free?
Loving living?
I wonder, what will You choose?

P. S. The same kind of work in Uniform, gives All of the above choices.

Reference https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.businessinsider.com/a-death-row-inmate-describes-his-thoughts-days-before-execution-2017-4  P.S. Wishing peace prevail in his and many other families like his, so crime is minimized.

Tolerance Radiates, Intolerance does too!

“Tolerance Radiates love and peace, whereas, Intolerance radiates anger and bloodshed.Thinkinkadia.

One day, I was driving slow on a right turn and did not pick up much speed because within two hundred yards, there was another right turn. And then I was in a busy shopping complex, so maintained a low speed till I parked.

It was the first day of winter break, and we had decided to go to a park for a walk and breakfast. As my family was ready to step out, I heard a honk and a man signaling me to step out.

I did and the man started yelling about my driving skills and how I was deliberately going too slow. Right away the teacher mind kicks in, so I do not defend myself and I just listen to him.

When he paused, I answered, that there was a posted speed limit and I thought I was within that.

When people are angry, they repeat the same thing over and over, till the steam runs out. So I listened, apologized for the inconvenience. Finally, he said something less angry, but just enough to hint that he was grumpy and not giving in.

That’s when I decided to end it Infused with love and respect. I said, “Sir, I have heard you, understood you, explained to you, and apologized. (Pause) Have a wonderful day and I wish you a Merry Christmas.”

After absorbing all that I tripped on my dogs leash within two minutes of getting my family from the car, dislocated my thumb, and spent a packet getting it fixed. One month of healing and a small price to pay for Peace.
I chose it as a safer option versus a potential social Detonate-ing experience.

Q: When you meet an angry person, what do you hear?

Adrift on the Bay of Bengal! Fathoms of Black.

Adrift

My first cruise was with my family to the Andamans in the largest vessel I had ever seen upto the age of twenty one.

We conglomerated at Kolkata from three different cities, since me and my brother were the working elite by then. It was planned by our parents, as the last (pre-retirement) vacation. We’ve been on many vacations since then, but the word retirement was a huge unknown, predicting settlement and certainity, unknown to army families. Until it happens anyway!

The huge ship took hours leaving for another unknown, Andaman Islands far into the Bay of Bengal, pulled by a tiny tugboat, guided through the initial shallow waters, as we explored our cabin, and later the ship, guided by the awesome Captain. On Jan, 26, we got together on the deck for a flag hoisting and a small celebration with the Captain and his crew for the Republic Day. The most unique celebration, that I had ever partaken in, was this one, adrift at high sea.

Reading Indian history was not an easy task, considering it was five to six thousand years of recorded history. But India lost some of it through vandalism and pillage and I lost some through changing places and language, change in medium of instruction!

Yes, for two years, I studied it in Hindi, because this tiny school in Mhow had only one Hindi speaking social studies teacher. She was amazing storyteller and I learned a lot, but my trace memories and vocabulary of that part are in Hindi! There was no repetition of topics, for there was so much to fathom.

To connect historical images back to the ship now moving steadily on the vast Bay of Bengal, I was looking for kala pani (black waters symbolic of cruel punishment) and imagining, why was it a punishment during the British colonial times, to be sent on such a fun trip! And why weren’t the waters black?! I imagined my ancestors being sent to the infamous Cellular Jail for uprisings, or as slaves, and … suddenly there it was.

Black as ever, the real Kala pani, merging with the horizon all around, punctuated only by silver flying fish, sun and it’s jeweled reflections shimmering off the wake and gentle lapping waves! I was in a blank, the most beautiful memory of nothing.

My heart came back from nowhere and Catapulted out of my mouth with an Oh! and I ran back to call my family out for sharing nothing. Fathoms of Black!

The visit to the islands was an amazing adventure in itself, and we came back by air. Saved to be wordpressed on another prompted day😉!

P.S. I plan to write every weekend from now: trying to get that book finished. Thanks for your support! Love to all!