My early morning face-to-face realization with #Gita
the deplorable change in the context and meaning of #gita vis-a-vis the people of #bharat...
- original #gita was uttered by one of the most powerful, intelligent, charismatic, charming, strong personalities #lordkrishna by transforming Himself in the form of the omnipotent #God to one of the most dangerous, brave, real fighters #arjuna against the backdrop of the dreaded battlefield of #kurukshetra
- at present #gita is actually studied by feeble, old people after retirement mostly middle-class losers in an air-conditioned room sitting on a bed to get the knowledge of - I have no idea - to update on the social media websites about his great learning process
#notanotherbrickinthewall
Here we go...
my wife Reema with her explanation of Hinduism through her poem.
The container full of water - #jalbhara from #kolkata - the assurance of the father-in-law to the groom - the water will never dry up...
from the pretty early days of my life in the serene calm place of a remote district of West Bengal called #purulia, my view towards the teenage discussion of my friends was a little different. for example, when they were trying to find out the vulgarity in the pictures of #khajuraho arts with utter physical sense, maybe I was looking at those from a little different angle. maybe I behaved a bit precociously, but I was like that only. and later I have found that the way we look at the stuff, actually determines our own behavior rather than the person being looked at. and I am sure, many will admit that many of the finest art forms seem to be vulgar if we think with a rigid mind and philosophy but then it creates a real box of jewels the moment we come out from that rigid cage of thought-processing and this is the first step for unlearning the conditioned education that one receives as real.
so as a #guru of my young son, my advice to all the young kids across the globe is that before you build a rigid, judgmental mindset about what is moral or what is immoral, what is good or what is bad, please verify it from your #lordshiva or the inner-conscience and accept whatever advise He offers to you as a pure #wisdom
look at the image of a famous sweet from #kolkata called #jalbhara meaning a container full of water.
can you relate this to anything special about our human body? now, you will surely know why the name is like this.
and here lies the action from your #lordshiva... how will you accept it - as a pure art form or anything else (you got it, right?) and in case you have to explain it to someone from outside #kolkata or #bharat, how you are going to present it? there lies the mental maturity of the person who looks at it and the person who receives the #gyan
the concept of vulgarity is actually a man-made concept. nobody is vulgar in the animal world.
For the people of #bharat, it's not the #dog but the #cow is like our #mother #maa. I remember, we had a big cowshed in my remote hometown of #bharat and there was a red cow whose eyes were so beautiful and expressive with love and care. the real motherly love used to always overflow from her dark eyes. I used to love those cows very much as a child and I always loved to spend time with them.
it was a heavenly experience watching her relaxing, without any fear when I used to rub her dewlaps. the connection with her was a heavenly connection - just like a connection between a mother and her son.
however, there were sad memories as well.
Sometimes, teardrops used to flow down the still, calm eyes of the cow.
And the pain was really unbearable for me.
I used to ask my grandfather, why do they cry? my grandfather used to tell me,
maybe, because of winter, or maybe, they also have bottled-up emotions.
later when my #english vocabulary became strong, and I came to know the term #bovineeyes, the first thing it reminded me of was the eyes of that red cow of our hometown #purulia.
#nostalgia
and
#childhood upbringing are important for anybody in the journey to know
I will tell you a story about why in the future one should always be very careful of modern-day philanthropists. I explained to him probably many people work very hard in the background to calculate the ROI of a specific philanthropic act - like #imagebuilding, #goodwill, #personalbranding, and also most of the time, in places like #bharat, the #financialprofitabilty in the near future - especially when it is done by someone who claims himself as a #philanthropist and takes it as a #bragging right.
Let me explain the reality. These days its kind of a great act to do medical camps in remote villages of #bharat where most people live healthy lives. And there is actually tremendous brainpower, many marketing gurus who work to make these camps "successful" - not necessarily to create an #healthy village but rather to create a #sick village.
First, they will create #garamhawa about the need of leading a #healthy life with lots of music, soul-touching stories, many fables, and all such stuff. Simple-minded healthy villagers will start doubting if they are at all leading healthy lives. Then the medical camp will be organized where people will be given free #consultation.
What do these look like? A seemingly street-smart doctor, a glib talker with a shiny book medical book in one of his hands, stethoscope in the ear, in great attire, with lots of caricatures, aapna ga*nd hilate hilate ek healthy, strongly built villager ka ga*nd mein steho lagake bolega...you have problems - with tremendous conviction. Now that simple-looking village, who was never exposed to such great #angels, will ask..."So what can i do...sir/ma'am ?"
The sir/ma'am will give him the address of a specific #pathological center and will ask him to get lots of medical tests done - hags, moot, cough, aur mallom nahin bhai.
The next day, that healthy guy, while answering to nature's call, bara bara do dibba mein aapna hags, moot leke will catch a bus and with a frightened heart, feeling inferior in front of all such #englishspeaking #angels of the #pathological centre will hand over his dabba to them, clear the accounts with his hard-earned money, and girgirate hue puchega.. "sab kuch thik ho jayega na ma'am/sir"
machli jaal mein phaans geya.
treatment shuru ho giya.
The healthy guy will visit the doctor with the reports.
He will lose sleep.
And also he will advise others to lead a #healthy life like him
chakkar chaalu ho gaya puri gaon mein...
aab isme se jitna #roi mila, uhan se bhi kisko kitna milega, cut-money kidhar jayega everything is absolutely done in a $soft excel sheet - meticulous plan.
The Communication Skill issue:
lekin agar usdin medical campaign mein ekbar woh strong banda ka #innerconscience bol uthta ki... "ma'am aap keya yeh sab chota mota stehoe aur keya bolta hain yeah sab ke chakkar mein par gaye. mera pas ek bohut powerful injection hain. uska maja le lo aur zindiagi ji lo."
woh banda aur bhi bola.."ma'am aaplog hamare health ke bare mein itna sochte ho. I am feeling so bad. lekin aap bilkul tension chod do.. aisey ek-do saal pahle ek bohut famous international billionaire philanthropist socha tha ki ye sab unpod aadmiyo ko kayse educate karenge. Toh unhone #harvard se ek bidwan banda ko laya tha. hume to jyada se jyada kuch samajh mein nahin aaya, lekin ek baat aapna andar ghunsh gaya. uhone bola..."life is no fair"...
aur maine yeh sach much feel karta hoon ki #lordshiva is not fair in distributing #assets to everybody. ayse to male logo ko bahar se pata nahin chalta, lekin maine dekha what a bizarre distribution of #assets by #lordshiva to the female population. toh aap bilkul chinta mat koro. aagar aisey koy aapka jan paychanhain, jitna bhi, jin logo nei aapna #lordshiva ke upor gussa hain yeah sochke ki mujhe itna kam #asset kyun diya... to humlog puri koushish karenge usme #democracy lane ka... aur aisey camp aap puri saal rakho... aur iska naam applog #healthcamp mat do ma'am...ye bohut negative lagta hain... app uska naam do "asset multiplying camp - the great #freedommovement for #democracy in #asset distribution" aur hum aapko ye guarantee de raha hoon... ki humarar gaon mein jitna gaonar lamba-chowra jawan hain, uoh sab is great project mein kaam karega. may be without taking any charges.
ye great mahotsab ka agar koy #financial faida uthane chahte ho ... toh usko liye bhi ... jayse hum suna live show ayse hain... uoh sab koushis karenge...
aap sab log maja karte aapna assets ko barte hue dekhoge...
lekin for #development this is not an acceptable condition.
Only the poor #communicationskill of that villager can be blamed for this.
The curse of poor communication skill
And the end result - that healthy guy instead of working in the field, becomes busy in finding his physical problem.
It may create mental problems as well.
the solution is there for that as well.
he will take internet connection (#jio #airtel hain na), attending the motivational speeches of #spiritualguru on #youtube, aur aise sare cheese.
may be #erectile problem hoga. bibi degi gaali.
uska lie bhi readymade #sexologists hain...
phir aise storyline jo hamare naughy girls karta hain na under the banner... unsatisfied wives.
phir uska bhi alag sa market hain...
woh alag story...
phir ye dekhke bujurg log TV mein debate karega ... "How to control your kaam"
ek intellectual who is a specialist in #sexospiritulism, will take this idea and create a web series with the aim to show mainly two ways of seeking #truth through sex.
1. #bapuji way
2. #tantrik way
phir woh ek alag baat.. alag story.
The great use of Data Science
phir #social websites aapna #datascientist ko lagayega ki mera aapna abhi kya haal hain ki main aisa likh raha hoon...
kitni bar sex term use kiya. phir uska piche sentiment analysis aur interpretation... ki at the age of 50, a healthy (for me) guy, if uses the term sex in social websites, blogs, etc with their calculated assumption, does it necessarily mean he is now loving sex or hating sex.
phir #google will buy that #data and i will get advertisements in my browser according to that analysis and interpretation.
aise mein aab (now it is controlled as improper, hence utterly controlled by many #esoteric logic-phylosophy-medicalscientist-moralscientist-religion... that itself can become another part of the story) agar kabhi kabhi ek do nanga ladki ka photo browser mein tapak gaya (which was more likely few years back) and my inquisitive mind kabhi click kiya to uska bhi bara interpretation nikalega... aur if i give my laptop to my young son, there are very intelligent people out there who came up with the idea of #childlock jisme mera son ko patay nahi chalega kuch.
The great education revolution
aur iss taraf #kyju ka advertisement matter hoga if you want your little kid to know and explain with all mathematical statistics and probability ki aaj se 10 saal baad agar koy 50 years old banda sex karna chahta hain ki nahi, aur agar chahta hain toh what kinds of girls he is interested in so that only photos and videos of that kinds of girls will be fed to his browser from his one month online activities, please enroll your son in #kyju.
the parents of #bharat will start dancing in joy and the kid will be enrolled in the #html class of #kyju to start his great journey in #computerscience.
here in #bharat everyone will get the clear message - a great data scientist is born.
phir uoh bhi sayed ek market.
Conclusion
and that villager sochega ki yaar mera to banana tha aab ye chiil jaysa ho gaya...
aab keya karoon...
and he will start searching Main Kaun hoon
The great dilemma..
#whoami
that special spiritual journey is another part of the story. it has another market for other needy people...
bariya..right.
enjoy...
kaysa scheme.
management college sikhayega keya.
remember how it started because of the #philanthrophic act of that ga*nd-hilanewali doctor.
now that doctor is working as an #actress after leaving #medicalprofesson... kyunki usme jyada paysa hain...
she is writing this transformation of herself -from #doctor to #actress - as a victory story and searching for #filmproducer to make a #movie on it...
#lifelesson when in your youth, you are doing pretty well, and almost have become sure that you will attain your goal if you find that suddenly somebody appears in life and starts all such ga*nd hilanewala acts, be very very careful. It may harm you for a lifetime.
For male people: it just translates into ...
"Nari naraker dwar..." - girls are the pathway to hell.
After I grew up and gradually started looking at different storybooks to learn about real-life skills, one of the biggest lessons that i got when I was a student of class VI or maybe VII after I went through the depiction of the street fight in the Stalingrad between RED army and Nazi's from Vivekananda Mukhopadhyay's famous book
"Ditiyo Biswajuddher Itihaas"
that
It's neither the intelligence nor the strength that matters. What matters most is resilience.
Read here....
The Battle of Stalingrad and Its Impact on Hitler's Defeat
The Battle of Stalingrad is one of the most significant and brutal battles of World War II, marking a crucial turning point in the conflict. The defeat of Nazi Germany's forces at Stalingrad during the winter of 1942-1943 had far-reaching consequences for Hitler and the Third Reich.
Background
Operation Barbarossa: In June 1941, Nazi Germany launched Operation Barbarossa, a massive invasion of the Soviet Union. By the summer of 1942, the German Army had advanced deep into Soviet territory, aiming to capture the industrial city of Stalingrad (now Volgograd) on the Volga River.
Strategic Importance: Stalingrad was a major industrial center and a key transportation hub. Its capture would secure the southern flank of the German advance and cut off vital supplies to the Soviet forces.
The Battle
Initial Assault: The battle began in August 1942 with a massive aerial bombardment followed by a ground assault. The Germans initially made significant advances, but the Soviet defenders held on tenaciously, fighting for every street and building.
Urban Warfare: The battle degenerated into brutal urban warfare, with both sides suffering heavy casualties. The close-quarters combat and harsh winter conditions further compounded the difficulties faced by the soldiers.
Soviet Counteroffensive: In November 1942, the Soviets launched Operation Uranus, a massive counteroffensive that encircled the German 6th Army and its allies. The encircled forces, commanded by General Friedrich Paulus, were cut off from supplies and reinforcements.
The Defeat
Winter Conditions: The encircled German forces faced extreme winter conditions, with temperatures dropping below freezing, leading to severe shortages of food, ammunition, and medical supplies.
Surrender: On February 2, 1943, after months of relentless Soviet attacks and worsening conditions, General Paulus surrendered the remaining German forces in Stalingrad. The defeat marked the first major capitulation of the German Army during the war.
Impact on Hitler and the War
Psychological Blow: The defeat at Stalingrad was a significant psychological blow to Hitler and the Nazi leadership. It shattered the myth of the invincibility of the Wehrmacht and boosted the morale of the Allied forces.
Strategic Consequences: The loss of an entire army weakened the German military position on the Eastern Front. It marked the beginning of a relentless Soviet advance westward, which would eventually lead to the fall of Berlin in 1945.
Shift in Momentum: Stalingrad marked a turning point in the war. The Soviet Union gained the initiative and began a series of offensives that would push the German forces back across Eastern Europe.
Conclusion
The Battle of Stalingrad was a pivotal moment in World War II that had a profound impact on the course of the conflict. The harsh winter conditions, combined with the determined Soviet resistance and effective counteroffensive, led to a devastating defeat for Hitler and his forces, setting the stage for the eventual downfall of the Third Reich.
Now, let me help to energise the memory of my contemporary people.
I have learned mental toughness from many sources - one of which was Martina Navratilova -Steffy Graph and Ivan Lendle - Borris Becker matches.
Now listen to my personal experience - the feeling in such a situation from a horse's mouth.
In my small town, I and my partner used to participate in senior badminton tournaments even when we were just sub-juniors.
Our doubles team reached the semi-final in the first attempt after defeating many senior people.
The audiences were so enthralled, that they wanted to know who is a better player - me or my partner?
So, a match was organised between me and my partner - Adhir.
I started winning in great fashion. Just two or three points away from the win. My partner was far behind. I thought I had already won. Now he cannot beat me anyway.
And that was the time which I never expected. My partner suddenly seemed to become unbeatable. None of my tricks was working. Frustration built up.
And I was feeling like Oh my God... what has happened to me…
The score became almost equal. The fight seemed to be unbearable. It was just the nerve that was working. Nothing else.
The match had to be stopped because it was pretty late in the winter night. and we had to walk a long distance to reach home.
But the lesson was learned.
Never start your mental champagne party before the final point is won.
Another such test of your patience will be when you fly kites.
There are two ways by which you can do a kite fight
- one is by manoeuvring your kite and pulling your string very fast. This is a technique used by the real fighters - the aggressive ones who just want to kill the enemy with the first attempt. No wastage of time. Just move forward and kill.
- the other way - usually taken by the less skilled players - a passive way of Surki khela - just loosening the threads freely and letting God decide who wins.
I started as a second category but then learned the skill and moved to the first category of fighter after some years of practice and learning. It was not an easy task.
Most of the time the first category people always used to win. Because they never gave any time to the victim to think, maneuver or even hide. They just approached fast and killed.
Now even amongst them, there were different characteristics. There were two expert first-category fighters in our locality - one was Khokanda and the other was Ajit, my badminton partner's elder brother.
Khokanda had just sheer power. He never used to fly kites for a long time... Just maybe for 1 hour in the afternoon. His kite used to fly at a very high altitude, almost beyond anybody's imagination.
But when he used to come down, it was just like a hawk, fast, no time for the victim to even hide and before you think what is going on... you are gone - out. No way of protecting yourself... You have to surrender. Absolute powerplay.
Ajit was somewhat not that cruel. But he had the maneuver skill. And, I learned by observing him that the precision in the time when you start pulling the thread fast will decide the result. And it depends on a lot of things. If less air, more sagging. If more air, less sagging.
I remember, one day Ajit told me why it is not a good idea to use heavy threads for kite flight because it creates more problems to do precise calculations because of more sagging.
So the mental calculation of exactly when the force where the thread of your kite touches the enemy's thread, the calculation, and the necessary maneuver...
I swear it's a great skill to build attitude...
And when Ajit and Khokanda had a duel, people used to flock around Ajit (as Khokanda used to fly kites from the rooftop) to enjoy the duel between skill and power...
Oh my God... what a great show…
And now, in the case of the second category of kite-flyers, sometimes, it takes a very long time to get the result. The kites almost go beyond vision. And then the game of patience starts. Eventually, one participant cannot bear it anymore and most of the time he loses because he stops the surki thinking that ...
enough...
no more...
Let me stop it...
Life is a long-haul game... No shortcut to winning..
The best part of Calcutta, or Kolkata as it is now known as, is that here different seasons are distinguishable... i stayed in Bangalore for a very long period... everyone says the weather of Bangalore is pretty good... however, i found it pretty monotonous... there are just two seasons.. namely Summer and Winter... on the other hand, in Kolkata, its a different matter altogether... when after the scorching heat of summer, the sky gets covered with dark clouds, it means we are going to experience one seasonal change... when the white clouds start floating against the backdrop of the azure sky after the rainy season, it means we are going to see another season change... it means that the “Sarat kaal’ is approaching.. it means that Gariahaat will be crowded with the enthusiastic people for their puja-shopping... it means that the Bengalis are getting prepared for their puja-holidays... it means the ‘probasi” bengali will flock the railway reservation counter for the puja special trains... and after the puja season gets over, when the morning mist becomes visible in the horizon, when the vegetable market becomes over- flooded with variety of vegetables, cauliflower, cabbage, tomato, and what not, when the halogen lights on the roads are switched on as early as 5 o’clock, when the migratory birds from unknown corners of the globe start flocking in different parts of Kolkata, it means that winter is imminent... and bengalis get ready for their winter-visit to their ancestral homes...and after all the happy moments of the winter, when the holi festival is celebrated with fanfare in Kolkata, when the morning temperature gradually goes up, when the A/C buses start plying with their capacity full, when we get mango “chatni” regularly for our lunches, it tells bengalis to get ready for another onslaught of the summer heat....
It essentially means - When the life dries up, O Lord! please come to me as a balmy breeze...
fast moving life has its own drawbacks... its important to enjoy the sprouting green leaves after winter... its important to enjoy the dark cloud as seen through the small window of the 10X10 room... its important to enjoy soothing music....its important to enjoy the smell of raindrops falling on parched soil... its important to enjoy watching kids making castles on the sands... its important to enjoy walking bare-foot on the moist green grass... its important to enjoy looking at the starry sky from the roof-top in a blacked-out night...
