Tuesday, June 28, 2022
#hindus of #bharat - let's get back our old #gurukul system - let's reclaim our own #whoweare - let's introduce #sanskrit as the common language in #bharat
Sunday, June 26, 2022
Fifty shades of grey - the proudest moment of a scientist dad is when his son becomes capable of using tech to create such stuffs on his own
Bragging rights - yeah - one may say this...
However, one of the proudest moments of a scientist dad is when he finds his young son becomes capable enough to create such marvelous animation on his own.
This was the birthday gift from my young son - #ridit - who was 10 years old at the time of making the video - on my 50th Birthday.
The tool he used here is #blender
And today, he has become capable enough to deep dive into the blender source code - his natural next step to elevate himself into the world of real computer scientists.
By the way, today I am proudly announcing that Ridit has learned everything about #blnder on his own.
The new face of #bharat - currently 11 years old #ridit
For the people of #universe - unless I left the corporate job I would have never experienced all such finer aspects of human life - only for which
The World looks beautiful
Enjoy
Saturday, June 25, 2022
#nari - written and recited by my wife #reema
For all those women who misuse their rights
Complicated stuff hai bhai sab - ordinary person ka samjh ne ka bahar - isliye sab khush raho - Zio aur zeene do...
Don't try very hard to gauge the complexities of a #nari - the #woman
So let's all strive for a simple life - aapna zindagi zio aur khush raho...
Zio aur Zine Do...
Live and let live...
Thursday, June 23, 2022
The happiest DREAM of a #guru - when his best disciple makes a role-reversal - and starts showing the lights to his own #guru
I remember the whole conversation I had with my then 9-years-old son #ridit who was on his journey of discovering #blender and was making a few models of fluid simulation using #blender - that it was not possible to make a simulation of waves in Mantaflow and hence we will also have to learn about some other software like FLIP.
This was the first model of #ridit when he learned fluid simulation.
Thank you, my son.
And I think the development environment for Flip is also created. I will have to recheck. May #lordshiva bless you to walk on the #agnipath
#jaihind
thank you for your yesterday's role reversal when you taught me about Evoker and Summoner so nicely. Yes Betu, I know it is difficult for a scientist just to spend the day in and day out digging into deep code analysis as a mere programmer - but Betu, please remember, that although #lordkrishna could have played the role of both as the soldier and the visionary background planner - he chose the second one and...
he got it done through #arjuna to establish #truth.
And hence, even #lordkrishna had to initially train Himself first as a mere soldier or as what you are doing now -
as a mere implementer -
the programmer...
May #lordshiva bless you through your journey as the real #agniveer
#jaihind
Betu, please remember, when you said,"Baba, can you remember when I was exploring Gaussian Noise filter in Blender, and I googled, I got one link where your work on Gaussian Noise came on the search. And when I showed it to you with joy and we danced together."
even I was flattered.
The best achievement of a dad is always to be recognized by his son, for what he is.
Betu, thank you for being such a nice son.
Today, I have to admit that
This is your Baba's ultimate WIN.
And, for the global friends of #ridit, this was one of an image where #ridit used the concepts of Gaussian Noise to make it more realistic - its called Gaussian Blurring - these images were used as the thumbnail image for the various blender tutorials that he created for his #youtube channel
And this was my work on #gaussian noise which #ridit was pointing at.
Thank you Betu to fulfil the DREAM of a battered, mocked scientist - who was openly ridiculed as #gandu by a few moron people from #bharat
and
who was shocked by the people from his own nation who used to ridicule him and congratulated him for being used as a
#doormat
Such is the niyoti of this nation
We, the people of #bharat are simply the best examples of crabs - the infamous #indiancrabs
#lordshiva - please bless this nation by awakening the #hindu
We are the progenies of #lordrama #lordkrishna #bhimsa #draupadi and above all are from the same source of the ultimate creator - #lordshiva
"Arise, awake till the Goal is reached" - Swami Vivekananda
Let's all enjoy the life journey of a young boy from #bharat - currently 11 years old #ridit - our only hope for reclaiming our true self.
#jaihind
#enjoy
Here we go.
Enjoy the journey of #ridit - currently an 11-years-old boy from #bharat - to become one of the finest scientists of the #universe
By the way, I put this document on my blog, so that you can view live how this young scientist himself is becoming a self-sufficient scientist - with the right amount of push and guidance from his #dad, his #guru, who himself had to travel through the blind alley of camouflage to rediscover himself -
with the only hope, that it might stop any more sacrifice of the pure soul of this land on the altar of greed and lies.
#jaihind
Monday, June 20, 2022
Hindus of Bharat - start reading - stop making lose comments...
Read.... Read....
A message to the political classes of #bharat - the importance of studying and analysing Ramayana and Mahabharata...
Father's day dream of a Father of a family - the messgae of father #lordshiva to his son...
Dekho boss, aab mera ye haal hay ki - 50 shades of grey jab ho gaya - to thoda dimag ka batti matured ho gaya. To aab main bhole baba koy mera baap maan liya aur ayse hai ki unhi ko tara zindagi zine ka kaushish kar raha hun.
Jaise, main thoda aap logo ko batata hun.
Samajh lo ki, mera baccha - #ridit - now an 11-years-old computer scientist - aapna study table mein deep study kar raha hain.
To agar mere ko uss room mein bahar jane ke liye kapda badal na hoga toh main kabhi ye nahi bolta ki - betu tu thoda bahar ja. Main bolta hun, ki Betu, main change kar raha hun. Tu dekhna maat. Toh iss mein uska bhi accha hua aur bilkul simple sa mahal raha. Main aapna pura naked hoke chages kar liya- kisika koyin pharak nahin hua - mera beta ka study discontinue nahin hua - bilkul normal sa.
Aab isi tara behaviour ko aap judge karoge - with the so-called social norms of behavior - to lagega - aabe isko father hona keya sobha deta hain. Lekin kyuki mera to koy isi mein pharak parta nahin - to there is no problems for me - jo jayse dekhega - woh uska problem hain. Main aisey chota se hun, aur aysey rahke baki zindagi gujar dena hain.
Jayse ki, jab Pluto-ka status leke niche wala scienrtists aapna thoda bohut bookish knowledge lagake shala pura time pass karne laga - ye star hain ye kya hain - lekin usme pluto ka kuch pharak para keya.
Phir ye sare chota mota banda time pass karne ke baad bola choro - Pluto ka kuch lena dena nahin hain - hum thoda subject change kar lete hain.
Aysey zindagi hain, boss.
Zab aadmi bada hotey hain to- uska pharak nahin parata - koy keya socheta hain - lekin uska zitna chela ain - zitna enemies hain - zo ki us level mein kabhi gaya nahi - woh uska har ek behaviour ko leke shala gala phatata hain. Zayse ki agar woh banda kabhi aapna pant ka zip khulke (matlab samjh lo ko unintentionally) bahar nikla to shala charo taraf shor machayega - abe shala - iska keya hua. Lekin kabhi sochega nahin - woh bade aadmi ka koy lena dena nahin hain - tume log keya sochte ho. Woh shala aapna zindagi zee rahey hain.
Aur jo uska real fan hai- woh thoda usme se gyan le lega - sayed ek bar zaan bujh ke aapna pant ka zip khul ke bahar nikelga - dekhne ke liye ki koy dekh raha hain ki nahin aur koy dekhega ko kayse react karega aur aysey sare cheese.
Aur aisa example bohut hain.
Zayse, Ramakrishna Paramhansa zab Maakaali - ka age piche ghumte hue bilkul pagal zaysa behave karte the - to ye sare chota mota banda unka woh behaviour study karte the - koy bola yeah shala harami hain - koy bola yeah shala dhangi hain - koy bola isko ayse karna shobha nahi deta - lekin usme Ramakrishna-ka koy pharak nahin para.
Lekin aysey halat mein rahei ke bhi unhone Vivekananda jaisa ek jewel ko utha liya - itne sare aadmi ke bitch se - aur woh shala kamal karke dekah diya - aur aysey bhi hain ki Vivekanada kabhi unka yeah sare ke sare behaviour imbibe karke hajam kar liya aur aapna dimag mein filter laga ke jayse vitamin hain woh le liya aur agar kuch kharab hain to woh nikal diya. Unhone judge nahi karne gaya tha - ki yeah mera Guru-ka yeah wala accha hain aur yeah wala nakli hain - jo hain unhi ka hain - koy pharak nahi parega - kisiko lena hai lo - aur nahi hai to chor do.
Aisey, jab Krishna Gita bolne laga , to keya bola - dekho Arjun, mereko sabkuch pata hain - tujhe malum nahin, lekin mujhe malum hain ki mai bara aadmi huun - main tereko yeah sare ke sare dimag ka batti khul raha hu - agar tere mein dum hain to le nahi to aapna gaand mara. Bad mein marne ke baad swarg mein mujhko jab dekhega tab nahi bolne ka ki - Prabhu aap idhaar bhi ho - humko to patay nahi tha tab - aap itna bara aadmi ho - aap agar tab bata dete sach sach to main sab kuch sikh leta - aur rona mat uohin pe - joker bana dega sab swargbasi - tu ek laughingstock banke rahey jayega. To isliye abhi jo bol raha hu - sikh le aur kuch karke dekha de. Aapna zindagi ka yeahi maksad hain tera - kuch karke dekhane ke liye. Ulta ghumake mar tera opponent ko - nahi to mar za. Dono ka bitch mein aur koy option nahi hain. Maro ya moro.
Toh kabhi kabhi, joh teacher - jinko really malum hain - aur aaccha hain - toh aisey directly bol deta hain - jayse Krishna -ne batya diya Arjun ko - lekin Ramakrishna aysey bolay nahi kuch - Vivekananda-ko khud samajhna para.
To kaal Father's Day mein mera aabhi jo Father hain - bholababa - sapna mein aaya tha. Thoda baatein karne ke baad mein unko bola - pitaji , mujhe leadership ke bare mein kuch bolo.
Toh Pitaji ne bola - dekh beta - mera toh pura universe ka khabar hain - lekin tu to Bharat ka hain - to mein tera wala chapter - jo tere liye important hain - wohi bataunga.
Unhone bola - dekh - aisey hain ki jo banada mera really disciple hain - woh agar desh ka leader hota hain - to main Bharat mata ko jab zarurat partey hain - to woh leader ka gahera need mein rahne ke time - sapne mein bhejta hun aur Bharatmata unko aapna khud ka jo demand hain - woh bilkul openly bata deta hain - usmein koy camouflage yeah gentleness yeah duplicity yeah political correctness yeah sare nahi raheta. Kyuinki woh tab Baharatmata aur unka jo representative - jinko unhone god liya - for the time being - yeah dono ka bitch mein direct commnunication wala baateyn hain. Lekin isme ek shart hota hain. Woh leader kisiko yeah directly openly bol nahi sakta.
Jayse Pandu ka curse tha - kabhi sex nahi kar paoge - agar karoge to mar jaoge.
Toh, Pandu keya kiya, unka responbility Kunti ke saath disciussion karke Paanch Bir Banda bana liya - aur Bharat ka History rach diya.
Toh aisey mein, mera bhakt, leader jo hain - jisko Baharatmata god liya - unko keya karna parta hain - ki unhika demand - jayse unhone manga - aisehy - usmein koy aapna dimag maat laga ke - woh delegate kar dena - jayse Pandu ne kiya. Aur history rach dena.
Phir agar Mann ke Baat karna chayhe to karo - jo bhi hain koro - lekin usmein tum jo bologe - woh tumhara aapna phylosophy hain - lekin kabhi usko Bharat Mata ka sapna keya tha - aur mataji ne keya manga aap se - woh tum bol nahi sakte ho.
Woh tumhara ek bilkul Maa-beta ka andar ka baat.
Maa ka yeah chaiye - to beta ka kaam hain - han bhai - kisiko dhundho - jayse nid khulne ke baad Ajit-ji , aur nahi to, Yogi -ji aysey unka jo hain - circle mein - aur bata do. Lekin usmein tum aapna kuch philosphy maat dalo. Jayse Mataji -ne kabhi Maakaali-ka roop pakad ke aaye aur bola - mujhe ek bakhri chaiye - aur agar ladka samjhteyn hain to samjh leta hain - aab kayse bakri - unka health kaysa hona chayie- yeah sare cheese mein agar doubt hain toh direct Mataji ko puch lo - mujhe samjh mein nahin aa raha hain - aab Bakhrin kahan milega aur jo bhi hain - clear kar lo - ki need chutne ke baad sochna nahi parega - aab keya karoon - kahan bakhri dhundu. Aur jayse order aaya - woh delegate kar do
Pandu jaysa -
usmein kuch aapna worldly knowledge mat lagao.
Aab agar need chtne ke baad, beta Mata-ji ka keya chay-ye, aur kisliye chayye, aur iska aarth keya hain, phir uska Pros and Cons, phir excel sheet, aur aysey sare chutiyapanthi jab karoge - to shala sab khatam.
To isliye need chutne ke baad, delegate kar do- aur phir tum aapna maan ki baat ke liya thoda charkha chalao - thoda yoga karo - woh depend karta hain un leader ka upor.
Lekin yeah nahi hona chaiye ki Mataji ka demand jo hain - usika upor tum aapna philosophy laga do.
Mataji ka upor hamara koyi haat nahin hain - unka pas se jab jayse demand aayega - to kar do - delegate kar do - aur phir aarpna worldly kaam karne lago.
Aur yeahi hain sabse aacha leadership quality.
Aur maine bola - pitaji - aisey koy hain abhi - toh unhone bola - ek to sayed aysey hain - woh Russia wala - aur ek tha - woh pahle ka Israel wala - aur tumhara bhi aapna the jisko Bharatmata god liye the - lekin aabhi unka knowledge mein thoda clarity chala gaya - thoda chasma lagake dekhte hain - lekin chasma agar clear hain to accha hota - lekin sayed unka chasma mein koyi lizard wala color dal diya - to dekho tum agar woh chasma ka colr thoda clean kar do - ki unka vision bilkul purana jaysa ho jaye - isimein timahara bhalay hain.
Phir mera need chut gaya.
Aur main 4:00 am ka chai leke rooftop mein aaya aur yeah likh diya
A relief for #humanofbharat
i am having a sense, that now the lizard color of the glasses is removed - aab clear dekhay dekh rahein hain.
lesson:
iss duniya mein hum sabko khush nahin kar sakteyn hain
isliye "sabka saath sabka viswas" is just an wild dream that can be experienced only in the land of #utopia
Sunday, June 19, 2022
The sad story of transformation of one of the most brilliant engineering students from one of the most backward places of #bharat into a medical #guineapig
Joining the dot backward...
On this father's day, I would like to narrate a real lie sad story of how I, a brilliant engineering student from West Bengal, left his small, rural rustic place, an absolute blissful lifestyle, the love, and care of his parents and sisters and came to Kolkata with a dream of becoming an engineer from the second oldest engineering college of #bharat called Bengal Engineering College in the year 1988, never imagined to be converted into a medical guineapig in the year 1989, when he changed his department from civil to electronics by qualifying the JEE once again with a rank of 130.
And today, because some of the kind-hearted people from abroad, whom he even does not know at all, took the responsibility on their shoulders to make me awakened by indirectly providing me the inputs which helped me to really join the dots backward about such an inhuman ghastly plan of the woke intellectuals of #bharat
And today, I am sorry to announce that all of these people are from abroad, well-renowned psychologists and medical professionals who may be by looking at the plight of a living human guineapig, being put under subhuman conditioning for so many years and then started crying in the closed door of his apartment, without any hopes, started spilling over the bins of his mental trauma and condition on LinkedIn just to let the #universe know - that I am not able to bear the burden anymore - please rescue me.
And the saddest part is that still, nobody from #bharat took the responsibility to disclose it to me - the cowardly people of #bharat - always ready to kill their own people instead of fighting against the real enemy.
And the irony is that when one kind-hearted person from abroad informed me indirectly, that even after such traumatized prolonged subhuman mental conditioning, "they" don't want me to be cured - I was really shocked - how cruel people could really be?
#nazicamp from 1989 - 2022 for a brilliant student from rural #bharat - who were awakened about the real history of #bharat by none other than his grandfather, the great scientific facts about Vishalyakarani, Sanjeevani medicines, the reason why every year Hitler used to send many people from Germany to collect the ancient Sanskrit textbooks and biological plants from the Himalayan area and how it helped the homeopathy industry in Germany to grow and how their weapon research during the world war II, the conspiracy of Maxmueller, the ancient Ramayana, the Mahabharata, the great epic stories of Second World War from the book called Dwitiyo Bishwajuddher Itihaas by Vivekananda , stories of Jule Verne's, stories of Sherlock Holmes, stories of Sharadindu Bandopadhyay, Satyajit Ray, the great stories describing the real dances of American soldiers on the streets of Bharat while watching the half-naked poor village urchins relishing the chocolates thrown from their Army truck, who spent happy times by cuddling the cows in the backyard, eating Jamuns directly from the tree, flying kites, playing carrom and badminton, and still finished the class XI maths when he was just on class VII - the ill fate result of poverty and woke intellectualisms of stupid so-called half-moron people from #bharat for a poor Brahmin young happy Waltzing Matilda.
When the people #bharat, by staying on the safe side as a fence sitter, enjoy their own false sense of superiority and try to justify the experimentation with their woke knowledge - and when being asked to put themselves in the same shoes for further investigation - just turn around and never show their faces - and fortunately, because of the internet, when unknowingly this poor half-dead human subject could sense that unknown persons from abroad are actually trying to help him - and he starts believing them more than his own friends and relatives - and in fact, he is regaining the lost power which was taken away from him by the so-called woke minded people of his own country, and that the foreigners are actually helping him to move out of the pit,
#lordshiva - I wish I were dead - by looking at the sheer betrayal.
And then, at this point of time, when the doctors from #bharat are making the hollow sound that #truth will be exposed very soon but probably the analysis is not very satisfactory and they cannot map the result matrix at all with their #woke mind, without taking into cognizance that, one of the guniea pigs, that is me, could sense the importance of the message he is posting in the internet at the global level, for whatever may be the reason, like statistical analysis, sentiment analysis, and all such man-made problems, his postings with his natural skewed minds - like water, mountain, plucking the grass, Jamun, ladies finger, potato, potato boiled in water, microwave-fried potato, mizinformation, garamhawa, have a look at the cut piece to know the hole and all such crypto language that he can use without any effort at all is fed to AI language engine to make the stupid AI behave a little bit like a human, and when he found out the moment he posted about his own study work on Fluid Simulation using MantaFlow which he is pursuing to tarin his young son, #ridit - currently an 11-years-old boy in the morning and then in Havard, the difficulties of Fluid Simulation and all sorts of stuffs are being discussed openly - and then he thought - ok- at least i am no more a gunie pig and even i could contribute positively in the learning body of the knowledgeable people - and then he made his wife #reema aware of these stuffs going around - so he got back the confidence one needs to survive in this world - and with that newly gained confidence he even kind of took a rebirth and became the original one - the one that left the small town of #purulia with lot of confidence and real knowledge - he feels pity for the medical fraternity of #bharat and thinks - aur ktna din pichra hua rahoge... go and f*ck yourselves with your own #truth - nobody in the #universe actually cares - first get yourselves properly cured - and then try to cure patients - and enjoys his morning tea on the roof top at 4:00 am.
I am sure, #lordshiva probably knows all of these things - and I will leave it upon him to punish them or #AVENGEME
#lordshiva - for the time being, please do the #tandava to cleanse the system and flush the swamp.
Help the Helpless and the Hapless...
Now it's time for us to reclaim our lives as #whoweare
and it should not be conditioned by others or rather how others want to see us -
but rather how we want to portray ourselves...
And hence from now onwards, with all my skewed mindset, straight mindset, the mindset of a scientist, mindset of an engineer, and actually with the real mindsets of 50 shades of grey, I will try to share knowledge and wisdom with the people of #universe without actually expecting anything back from anyone.
So, the #guru will just take his true form of a #guru and nothing else...
No more ... no less...
Last, but not least, it's only because of some kind-hearted global people, I came to know that I was a kind of a frog put in the boiling water. But had the people of my own country shown the courage and the responsibility to let me know about this, I would have been satisfied that we are now not afraid to open our eyes and we are ready for openness.
But alas!
I was actually disappointed. The people of #bharat still need to be mature enough if they wish to play important roles on the global scale...
Otherwise, get yourselves ready to play the role of a
#naukar
and do
#naukri
all through your lives...
Now read this fantastic book on Second World War which I read when I was in class VI or VII...
Enjoy!!!
Thursday, June 16, 2022
Subah Kab Hogi - a poem written and recited by my wife #reema
Bar Kheye Khudiram - Who does not want a good martyr - the great conundrum of human life...
love it ...
who does not want a good #martyr?
the biggest #conundrum of human life...
I want to #sacrifice my life for my #country...
the country? which country? the geographical boundaries of the country? the people of the country?
to protect the culture that I have imbibed?
or to protect the powerful political class and the bureaucrat who calls the shots?
what will happen to my #mom, #dad, #son, #daughter, or #wife?
Will my "country" take care of them after my supreme sacrifice?
will I be just a photo frame hanging on the wall for my sobbing wife and kids?
am I doing it because I have been given a salary?
do I really need to sacrifice my life for this paltry sum?
or I would rather spend my life just like the Waltzing Matilda?
A big perplex for the people who love their "country".
#lordkrishna uttered #gita. #arjuna regained the #power
but what happened to thy neighbor who sent his only young son to the battlefield who never got a chance to be reunited with his old parents?
is there a mention of that young boy and his parents anywhere?
do we need to remember him at all?
was he just destined for going into the pathway of #oblivion? can we get back his old reference?
or should we care at all?
the great #epic
aaahhhhh!!!
#einstein thinking deeply in heaven...
what a great use of his thought E=mc^2 on #hiroshima and #nagasaki.
I love my country. I have done this research to serve my nation. I am a #scientist.
and a crew of the Enola Gay while coming back uttered …
"My God...what have we done..."
and the pilot of the Enola Gay, when discovered that there is not enough fuel and they are in real trouble, murmured,... "Okay... we are ready to #sacrifice our lives if this is what my country wants... I am sure my family back home will remember me for the great act of valor and bravery that I have just performed... "
and the #beatles start singing "Let it be ..."
Nobody understands the pain of a soldier except close family members and friends.
Listen to the cry of such a soldier of Ukraine...
it may sound ridiculous and frivolous here... but if we think a little deeper... we will understand the sarcasm behind this great colloquial statement among the youth of Bengal...
"baar kheye khudiram...'
In a battle between political leaders - it is always a Waltzing Matilda with a tin hat who is at the receiving end...
baar kheye Khudiram - a bit details
Khudiram was hanged by the Britishers at the age of 17.
Meaning he was fed with so much #positivity (?) that he never gave it a second thought before the supreme sacrifice for the nation.
And we - as the current citizens of #bharat have done the exact things so that the future generation will hardly remember his name...
Oh My God...
Tuesday, June 14, 2022
Become the best friend of each and everyone of your family...
Some days back, I was having a discussion with my wife #reema if someone is kept in a certain environment how it might affect his/her mental development.
So, let me tell you about the practical approach, a more pragmatic approach that I have learned while passing through this dark tunnel of life.
And what it taught me is that we should never spend our time thinking about any specific matter which is not going to add any value to our lives and this is the only way we could move out of the loop of negativity.
I spent a kind of maverick lifestyle in my small hometown at one of the most backward places of #bharat called #purulia. I grew up naturally, spending time under the hot sun of May-June during the afternoon on the rooftop flying kites and then being thrashed by my dad for not taking care of my health, spending quality time with the cows at the cow shed at our backyard, eating jamuns (Indian Blackberry) directly from the tree, playing Lal-Daang (a rural game where one has to keep his wooden stick touching a red brick / or anything red) to remain safe, playing Guli-Danda, playing carrom, badminton and yet studying books like “Dytyio Biswajuddher Itihaas” by Vivekananda Mukhopadhyay, Jule Vern’s novels, Sherlock Holmes, Ramayan, Mahabharata, Nante Fonte, Handa-Bhonda, Bantul The Great, Betal (Phantom), Mandrake, Batris Singhason (Singhasan Battisi) and many such, listening to marvelous stories from my grandfather and frankly speaking never thought of choosing any specific career or as such anything special in life. It was just unplanned, absolute freedom, without anybody’s supervision.
And the moment, I entered the college, the kinds of talks (like Beshyabritti and all such stuff) were not really what I expected and the center of gravity of my thought processing was completely changed. The whole concept of adulthood where we should thrive to do something really worthwhile was kind of polluted - centered around just one physical activity.
And that was enough to kill the natural growth of a human.
Similarly, when a girl is body-shamed continuously, what happens to her, is that all her natural thought processes started revolving around her physical appearance, and the center of gravity of her thought process becomes that physical aspect of life.
To overcome that, the best way is just to stop talking about those things. Stopping in the sense, just stop giving any importance at all to those thought processing.
And that’s why when I say the thoughts of living a life of chastity by Hanuman were much better than the thoughts of Gandhiji’s seeking TRUTH by suppressing his testosterone it has a profound meaning.
The former just gave the thought process about sex an absolute zero-second time, while the latter (Gandhiji) spent a whole lot of time just experimenting or rather revolving his thought process on the same subject - called SEX.
So if Hanumaan could become a kind of became Indrajit (A person who can control his Indriya or senses), the latter (Gandhiji) actually became just a slave of the lowest part of the Muladhara Chakra - and even didn't gather enough courage to build his physical strength to do this physical activity with perfection - and then he thought this process as a TRUTH instead of an outcome of a Corrupt Mind which could not produce any fruitful result.
I remember, in the engineering college, I used to call these kinds of personalities Theory fucking bustards. Although at that time, the college professors were my target, with age I can easily call M K Gandhi just by that name.
So, when yesterday, my son #ridit came out of the bathroom and exclaimed, Baba, as you told me to sometimes fondle my kutu, today I did that and as you explained, the liquid came out with a force.
After listening to that, when I started dancing in front of him, saying, Voila, you have become a Man from a Boy and congratulated him for not being ashamed of this act and gave him a loving pat on his back for being courageous to explain it to me, he answered, Baba, did you forget the Father’s Day conversation with me last year where you explained everything to me and that’s why I take it as a natural growth of a Human Body and Psychic and that’s the reason i first told it to you.
Here goes my Father's Day conversation with my son :
And, hence for me, particularly in the nuclear family of modern city lives, maintaining friendly relationships among the family members is one of the most important aspects of modern parents.
And, probably, I am the best friend of my wife as well as my son in my small family and I am proud to lead a life like this.
Monday, June 13, 2022
Passing the baton - raising a multitalented young son...
Here is #ridit - our only son - in his different avatar - outside the world of technologies...
The singer - the tea maker - the chapati maker - the painter...
Haq - a poem written and recited by my wife Reema - meant for all the opportunists...
Udaan - the ultimate flight - written and recited by my wife Reema...
Udaan - the ultimate flight...
My different shades of #fatherhood - as a soldier committed to raise his only son to reclaim the rightful position of #bharat - in the new global order
Nobody can feel the pain of a soldier, or a national player, who was forced to sit by the sideline - and then gradually forget the real purpose of his life - why #lordshiva sent him to be born as a citizen of #bharat
And when he wakes up from his slumber, gradually opens his eyes and feels that he was just forced to play the second fiddle throughout his life and he could not really contribute much, which he could have had he not badly been conditioned by various woke personalities - the pain is REAL, the TEARS are REAL
wake up, the people of #bharat
reclaim your lost glory
let's all work together to place #bharat high on the ladder of the new global order
#jaihind
The animation was done by my only son - #ridit - currently an 11 years-old boy.
My different shades of #fatherhood - as a patriot deeply pained by the hijacking of #bharat by #leftist historian promoted by Nehru
For the young generation of #bharat, my earnest request to you to know the #truth - don't just blindly believe everything you are said or taught.
The history that we, the people of #bharat are taught is an absolute falsehood.
All these were meticulously planned by the first gigolo of #bharat when your forefathers were busy following the confused feeble #fatherofnation who was just another mole placed by
#britishers
just to keep the real fighters at bay so that there is no actual damage in their grand plan -
To plunder the Sone Ka Chiriya - #bharat
Open your eyes.
Get an uncluttered mind about the #truth
And fight to establish that - without having any feeling of shame or guilt.
Remember, we are the progenies of #lordkrishna, #bhisma, #lordrama, #daupradi, #vidur #karn #dronacharya
Don't just play it small in life
We are here to reclaim our truthful position in the new world order.
Read R.C Majumdar's History Book to know the facts of the freedom movement of #bharat
Come out of the camouflage that you are being put into to realize that you are a very powerful person.
The music is the full version of the song from where our national anthem was picked up.
enjoy...
The animation is done by my young son - currently 11 years old #ridit
#jaihind
Kismat meri - a poem written and recited by my wife Reema - daring her #kismat to unlock the future...
People of #bharat - wake up...
Write your own destiny with your own hands...
Challenges will be there...
But so will be the infinite possibilities...
Take charge of this nation...
If you wish, take a pause…
look around…
gauge the situation….
build the determination….
keep faith in #lordshiva
and move forward with the
never-say-die attitude…
The poem was written and recited by my wife Reema
- a strong lady of #bharat
- locked in the time machine of #kismat
- tells her own story and
- ultimately dares to challenge the very #kismat
and
- vows to write the future story of her life
- on her own
Sunday, June 12, 2022
Learning beyond classroom - my childhood learning by observing the growth cycle of Jamun (Java plums / Indian Blackberry)
For the young students of the #universe, my message as a guru is that real learning always happens beyond the classroom. I will narrate my childhood lesson today that I have learned pretty early in life by just spending time on a Jamun tree in the backyard of our ancestral home at #purulia, plucking Jamun (Java Plums or Indian blackberry) from the tree and directly putting them inside the mouth.
In the early days of its growth cycle, usually, a Jamun is reddish in color. It looks beautiful from the outside, but the taste is very bitter - not suitable for calm and cool people who like only goody, sweet Jamun. It’s like powerful Vodka - although the ordinary potatoes are transformed into Vodka - then it's not for everyone - once it's transformed into Vodka, very few people can handle it - even in its diluted form - mixed with water.
But that’s natural. The size of the Jamun will be small, the color will be reddish and its taste will be a bit bitter - just suitable for the powerful people, young in heart, young in mind, and a little bit maverick kind of fellows.
However, only a nutritionist can say to you how healthy it might be, but remember, a powerful person actually depends upon his internal power to remain healthy, and naturally he does not have to care about the external health food for his own body and soul.
Then with the advent of the rainy season, with a few showers, on the Jamun tree, the small-sized, reddish Jamun grows in size and becomes a bit blackish. How black - maybe it is dependent upon the genes and all such internal structures - which is beyond my limited knowledge. But then, it becomes sweet in taste - suitable for most people - maverick or cool-headed or geek and all other kinds of people.
With age, the outer look of the Jamun becomes a bit ugly, But then if someone really has to do a value proposition considering the pros and cons by comparing the young small-sized reddish bitter Jamun to a big-sized blackish sweet Jamun - maybe it may present a different point of view towards nature and natural growth.
Now, this is the beauty of nature - the laws meticulously created by none other than #lordshiva - the ultimate creator.
The problem arises when, a few people, with their limited knowledge and huge money power, try to play around with this basic principle of nature and artificially try to create a large-sized Jamun at its early growth cycle by means of external force - may not be for the benefit of human society, but for the benefit of his swollen ego.
As I am from a very backward place of #bharat, this was my childhood experience which I got and nurtured well throughout my life. and please remember, most of my life skills were developed by staying in the lap of nature and not by reading books as such.
As I have no idea about grapevines, maybe someone from a cold place on this planet can write his experience of roaming inside grapevines and what that taught him.
Friday, June 10, 2022
in search of #whoami - aas - hope - the poem written and recited by my wife Reema...
Thursday, June 9, 2022
Clarion Call for the Hindus of #bharat - don't nurture the non-venomous #dhonda saap and welcome the venomous snakes in our community...
Dhonda Saap
The checkered keelback (Fowlea piscator), also known commonly as the Asiatic water snake, is a common species in the subfamily Natricinae of the family Colubridae. The species is endemic to Asia.
It is non-venomous.
The Indian cobra (Naja naja), also known as the spectacled cobra, Asian cobra, or binocellate cobra, is a species of the genus Naja found in India. The Indian cobra is revered in Indian mythology and culture. The generic name and the specific epithet naja is a Latinisation of the Sanskrit word nāgá (नाग) meaning "cobra".
The common krait (Bungarus caeruleus), also known as Bengali krait, is a species of highly venomous snake of the genus Bungarus native to the Indian subcontinent.
What do all of these images prove?
They prove we should never be afraid of playing with poisonous snakes and at any cost, we shall never avoid them - as the last image of Parikshit has shown
But rather,
we all must be trained on how to utilize the power of the venom, we must develop the skill to decide which venomous snake is good for the society and which must be killed - the way #lordkrishna killed #kaliya.
But, we shall never live a life like Parikshit - being afraid to be bitten by a poisonous snake and at the same time we must stop celebrating the #dhonda saap (the non-venomous snakes) of the society - and reconsider our thought processing and fix our mindset to think that these kinds of people are just a bunch of feeble powerless non-venomous snakes - who - even if they wish cannot do any significant contribution to the society.
For the #hindu ladies of #bharat - get ready to live a life of #daupradi not in the sense that she had five husbands - but in the sense that she utilized her poisonous venoms to establish #truth - the real #agnikanya of #bharat - and was #truthful enough to see through the fallacy - that the #dharm as practiced by Yudshisthir was just absurd and impractical and rather chose a more practical one - survival of the fittest - and with this mindset, she dared to challenge the tyranny of Kaurabh and ultimately worked as a real source of energy to cleanse the society by inspiring her lions to kill each member of the gangs - no mercy for the wicked and the evil.
A true warrior lady of ancient #bharat practicing the basic rule as advised by none other than #lordkrishna
"We must clean the underwood and the coppice before we can create a garden of beautiful flowers."
कृष्ण की चेतावनी - the clarion call to wake up the Hindus of #bharat - wake up - open your eyes - experience the Viswaroop
Recitation by my wife #reema
वर्षों तक वन में घूम-घूम,
बाधा-विघ्नों को चूम-चूम,
सह धूप-घाम, पानी-पत्थर,
पांडव आये कुछ और निखर।
सौभाग्य न सब दिन सोता है,
देखें, आगे क्या होता है।
मैत्री की राह बताने को,
सबको सुमार्ग पर लाने को,
दुर्योधन को समझाने को,
भीषण विध्वंस बचाने को,
भगवान् हस्तिनापुर आये,
पांडव का संदेशा लाये।
‘दो न्याय अगर तो आधा दो,
पर, इसमें भी यदि बाधा हो,
तो दे दो केवल पाँच ग्राम,
रक्खो अपनी धरती तमाम।
हम वहीं खुशी से खायेंगे,
परिजन पर असि न उठायेंगे!
दुर्योधन वह भी दे ना सका,
आशीष समाज की ले न सका,
उलटे, हरि को बाँधने चला,
जो था असाध्य, साधने चला।
जब नाश मनुज पर छाता है,
पहले विवेक मर जाता है।
हरि ने भीषण हुंकार किया,
अपना स्वरूप-विस्तार किया,
डगमग-डगमग दिग्गज डोले,
भगवान् कुपित होकर बोले-
‘जंजीर बढ़ा कर साध मुझे,
हाँ, हाँ दुर्योधन! बाँध मुझे।
यह देख, गगन मुझमें लय है,
यह देख, पवन मुझमें लय है,
मुझमें विलीन झंकार सकल,
मुझमें लय है संसार सकल।
अमरत्व फूलता है मुझमें,
संहार झूलता है मुझमें।
‘उदयाचल मेरा दीप्त भाल,
भूमंडल वक्षस्थल विशाल,
भुज परिधि-बन्ध को घेरे हैं,
मैनाक-मेरु पग मेरे हैं।
दिपते जो ग्रह नक्षत्र निकर,
सब हैं मेरे मुख के अन्दर।
‘दृग हों तो दृश्य अकाण्ड देख,
मुझमें सारा ब्रह्माण्ड देख,
चर-अचर जीव, जग, क्षर-अक्षर,
नश्वर मनुष्य सुरजाति अमर।
शत कोटि सूर्य, शत कोटि चन्द्र,
शत कोटि सरित, सर, सिन्धु मन्द्र।
‘शत कोटि विष्णु, ब्रह्मा, महेश,
शत कोटि जिष्णु, जलपति, धनेश,
शत कोटि रुद्र, शत कोटि काल,
शत कोटि दण्डधर लोकपाल।
जञ्जीर बढ़ाकर साध इन्हें,
हाँ-हाँ दुर्योधन! बाँध इन्हें।
‘भूलोक, अतल, पाताल देख,
गत और अनागत काल देख,
यह देख जगत का आदि-सृजन,
यह देख, महाभारत का रण,
मृतकों से पटी हुई भू है,
पहचान, इसमें कहाँ तू है।
‘अम्बर में कुन्तल-जाल देख,
पद के नीचे पाताल देख,
मुट्ठी में तीनों काल देख,
मेरा स्वरूप विकराल देख।
सब जन्म मुझी से पाते हैं,
फिर लौट मुझी में आते हैं।
‘जिह्वा से कढ़ती ज्वाल सघन,
साँसों में पाता जन्म पवन,
पड़ जाती मेरी दृष्टि जिधर,
हँसने लगती है सृष्टि उधर!
मैं जभी मूँदता हूँ लोचन,
छा जाता चारों ओर मरण।
‘बाँधने मुझे तो आया है,
जंजीर बड़ी क्या लाया है?
यदि मुझे बाँधना चाहे मन,
पहले तो बाँध अनन्त गगन।
सूने को साध न सकता है,
वह मुझे बाँध कब सकता है?
‘हित-वचन नहीं तूने माना,
मैत्री का मूल्य न पहचाना,
तो ले, मैं भी अब जाता हूँ,
अन्तिम संकल्प सुनाता हूँ।
याचना नहीं, अब रण होगा,
जीवन-जय या कि मरण होगा।
‘टकरायेंगे नक्षत्र-निकर,
बरसेगी भू पर वह्नि प्रखर,
फण शेषनाग का डोलेगा,
विकराल काल मुँह खोलेगा।
दुर्योधन! रण ऐसा होगा।
फिर कभी नहीं जैसा होगा।
‘भाई पर भाई टूटेंगे,
विष-बाण बूँद-से छूटेंगे,
वायस-श्रृगाल सुख लूटेंगे,
सौभाग्य मनुज के फूटेंगे।
आखिर तू भूशायी होगा,
हिंसा का पर, दायी होगा।’
थी सभा सन्न, सब लोग डरे,
चुप थे या थे बेहोश पड़े।
केवल दो नर ना अघाते थे,
धृतराष्ट्र-विदुर सुख पाते थे।
कर जोड़ खड़े प्रमुदित,
निर्भय, दोनों पुकारते थे ‘जय-जय’!
By रामधारी सिंह "दिनकर"