We have to break free...

“I don’t want a nation of thinkers…. I want a nation of workers”

When a crooked mind thinks like this and he motivates himself to execute his sinister plan, the result may be fatal.

The two ends of the Zero of #Bharat have joined now.

Now we have to break the shackles and recreate ourselves.

not for anybody else…

not for the universe…

but to know #whoweare - as A NATION…

I can’t say much about the topic of the creation of IIT as I am not at all in a position to comment on such internal matters, and I really don’t believe in the conspiracy theory, but I will be eager to know if the plan of creating IIts with the help from the outside industrialized nations just after the independence was actually to build our nation or the decision was taken by someone else in a powerful position to create 

“A country of technology workers catering to the global needs, and not necessarily for her own.”

Let's hear some of the words from the horse's mouth…

But now the bigger issue with respect to #bharat …

As I am stationed in the eastern part of #bharat, when I watch graduates and postgraduates with good academic backgrounds spending a good 12-13 hours of the time of day just for the mere #survival working as delivery boys of the latest internet startups…

we, collectively, have to ponder...

are we doing justice to the educated young generation - wasting the youth to

continue doing menial jobs as delivery boys of a few internet based startups?

#Enjoy the song - my liberation...

English Translation 

My liberation is radiance on the horizon, My liberation on the dirt and grass. Often I lose myself far away from terrenes, Melodies help my liberation to sail above. My liberation surrounded by universal souls, And in the toughest duties that stand high above stress and distress. Despite being churned in offering shrine - Wish I could offer my life in the quest for liberation...

English Translation

Brim my heart, quench my thirst,

Bestow me with more life.

In your world, in your abode

Bestow me with more space.

On my wistful eyes -

Bestow with more beams of light.

In my cacophonic flute -

Bestow with more melodic tunes.

Oh Master, grind me with more pain,

Bestow with more revelations.

Blowing doors, breaking barriers -

Help me emerge out, liberate me.

Bestow me with more love -

Let me inundate myself within.

Offer me unlimited bestowing,

Dispense yourself as drops of nectar...

Humans of Bharat.... we have to break free... The time is NOW...

Come on guys...

Enjoy a Bengali poem written by Rabindranath Tagore...

স্বাধীনতা

ভয় থেকে স্বাধীনতা স্বাধীনতা
আমি তোমার জন্য আমার মাতৃভূমি দাবি!
বয়সের বোঝা থেকে মুক্তি, আপনার মাথা বাঁকানো,
আপনার পিছনে ভাঙ্গা, ইশারা করার দিকে চোখ অন্ধ করা
ভবিষ্যতের ডাক;
যেখানে নিদ্রার ঝাঁকুনি থেকে স্বাধীনতা
আপনি রাতের স্থিরতায় নিজেকে উপবাস করেন,
সত্যের দুঃসাহসিক পথের কথা বলে এমন নক্ষত্রকে ভুল করে দেওয়া;
ভাগ্যের নৈরাজ্য থেকে মুক্তি
পুরো পালগুলি দুর্বলভাবে অন্ধ অনিশ্চিত বাতাসের কাছে পাওয়া যায়,
এবং মৃত্যুর মতো একটি হাত পর্যন্ত কঠোর এবং ঠান্ডা.
পুতুলের বিশ্বে বাস করার অপমান থেকে মুক্তি,
যেখানে মস্তিষ্কহীন তারের মাধ্যমে চলাচল শুরু হয়,
নির্বোধ অভ্যাসের মাধ্যমে পুনরাবৃত্তি,
যেখানে পরিসংখ্যানগুলি ধৈর্য এবং আনুগত্যের সাথে অপেক্ষা করে
শো মাস্টার,
জীবনের এক অনুকরণে আলোড়িত হতে.

Here's the English translation of the above poem.

Freedom

Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night's stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.

Liberation....

আমার মুক্তি আলোয় আলোয় এই আকাশে,

          আমার মুক্তি ধুলায় ধুলায় ঘাসে ঘাসে ॥

দেহমনের সুদূর পারে    হারিয়ে ফেলি আপনারে,

          গানের সুরে আমার মুক্তি ঊর্ধ্বে ভাসে ॥

          আমার মুক্তি সর্বজনের মনের মাঝে,

          দুঃখবিপদ-তুচ্ছ-করা কঠিন কাজে।

বিশ্বধাতার যজ্ঞশালা আত্মহোমের বহ্নি জ্বালা--

          জীবন যেন দিই আহুতি মুক্তি-আশে।

Aamar mukti aaloy aaloy ei aakashe,

Aamar mukti dhulay dhulay ghaase ghaase.

Dehomoner sudur paare haariye pheli aaponare,

Gaaner sure aamar mukti urdhe bhaase.

Aamar mukti sarbojaner moner maajhe,

Dukkhobipad-tuchchho-kara kotthin kaaje.

Bishwodhaatar jogyoshaala atmohomer bonhi jwaala -

Jiban jeno diyi aahuti mukti-aashe.

Translation

My liberation is radiance on the horizon,

My liberation on the dirt and grass.

Often I lose myself far away from terrenes,

Melodies help my liberation to sail above.

My liberation surrounded by universal souls,

And in the toughest duties that stand high above stress and distress.

Despite being churned in offering shrine -

Wish I could offer my life in the quest for liberation.

And my earnest request to the almighty Bhagwan

Fill my life with more life

Enjoy the song written by Rabindranath Tagore

The English Translation of the song:

Brim my heart, quench my thirst,

Bestow me with more life.

In your world, in your abode

Bestow me with more space.

On my wistful eyes -

Bestow with more beams of light.

In my cacophonic flute -

Bestow with more melodic tunes.

Oh Master, grind me with more pain,

Bestow with more revelations.

Blowing doors, breaking barriers -

Help me emerge out, liberate me.

Bestow me with more love -

Let me inundate myself within.

Offer me unlimited bestowage,

Dispense yourself as drops of nectar.

Fool the fools - a brand new concept of celebrating the April Fool from a fool...

The best way is to play the role of a

#fool 

with your every sense, curiosity, mindfulness, tenacity, consciousness, conscience, and especially the #lordshiva inside you being awake and let them pick a wrong sample

then enjoy the game - the name of which will be ...

who fools whom...

Sometimes wearing a mask of a fool is also important to fool others.

sounds like a little #conundrm

but this is the essence of life.

In the end surrender to the #lordshiva

He will take care of you...

I will tell you a real-life story that was very popular in the rural parts of #bharat during the '80s. I was not very aware of what was happening outside my small town, because I was just a kid, but this was a reality in West Bengal at that time under the leftist government. 

it was very popular among young girls.

The game was called "phool patano" - meaning two girls will become "phool" to each other and they will call each other "phool" instead of their real names.

in Bengali, the meaning of "phool" is #flower

Now if we twist the term "phool" with the English version of "fool"...

a new game will start in life...

fool the fool

or

who fools whom...

but during the whole process never stop searching for #whoami
so that you never forget the real purpose of why #lordshiva has sent you to this #universe

Now, I will tell you how the #lordshiva plays this big game of heavenly life.

You will then realise why the actors always admit they are just the kathputli (puppet) of the director.

Because the director keeps himself outside the ring and plays the role of an observer.

The idea is that if someone goes very close to a problem he becomes blinded and will never succeed.

The best scientist knows this secret.

So the people who spend their whole lives digging into the source code to fix bugs will always remain like this.

To get the big picture keep yourself out of the battlefield and observe.

And learn how to use the strings properly.

#lordshiva hardly participates in the #gameoflife

Enjoy the soulful music which transpires the same message.

Khelicho E Bisso Loye  

Song Lyrics

খেলিছ এ বিশ্বলয়ে

বিরাট শিশুর আনমনে।

প্রলয় সৃষ্টি তব পুতুল খেলা

নিরজনে প্রভু নিরজনে।।

খেলিছ..

শূণ্যে মহা আকাশে

তুমি মগ্ন লীলা বিলাসে

ভাঙ্গিছ গড়িছ নীতি ক্ষণে ক্ষণে

নিরজনে প্রভু নিরজনে।।

তারকা রবি শশী খেলনা তব

হে উদাসী

পড়িয়া আছে রাঙা পায়ের কাছে

রাশি রাশি।

নিত্য তুমি হে উদার

সুখে-দুখে অবিকার।

হাসিছ খেলিছ তুমি আপন সনে

নিরজনে প্রভু নিরজনে।।

English Translation

You are such an enormous child
Busy playing with the universe
Creating an destroying like a doll’s house
Unmindfully, in a pin drop silence.

In the barren wide wide sky
You are meditating luxurious thoughts
Of developing and massacring things you like
Unmindfully, in a pin drop silence.

The sun, the moon and thousands of stars
Are left there at your crimson feet.

Oh great generous omnipotent soul
Constant in all well and woe
Laughing and playing to yourself
Unmindfully, in a pin drop silence.

The quest for knowledge of mankind - physical or metaphysics...

 

I was having a vibe or a feeling that of late most of my writings are somehow related to only one aspect of life - that is water, land, the basic instincts, and all such matters which many people would take otherwise and start thinking that this guy - after the age of 50- gone nuts - and he is suffering from the  Sathya-syndrome (a #hindi term originally is "Sathya Gaya hai" ) meaning behaving like a foolish, moron guy.

(for the people of #universe - as the #google helps here are some of the common forms of this #hindi term-

Sathiya jana Muhavare ka Hindi mein vakya Prayog –

vakya Prayog – Are log to budhape mein jakar sathiya jate hain aur tum abhi se sathiya gaye ho

vakya Prayog – Are tum sathiya gaye ho kya, jo aisi baatein kar reh ho. Kuchh to akal ki baat karo

vakya Prayog – Padhi likhi hote hue bhi tum andhvishwas ki baatein kar rahi ho lagta hai sathiya gai ho

vakya Prayog – Veh ab sathiya gaya hai, isliye behaki baatein karne laga hai. Uski baaton ka bura mat maano

but no. I am absolutely in my best period of life enjoying creativity as a #guru of my son which has helped me a lot to learn about the psychological relationship between a student and a teacher and why we need #dronacharya at the school of #bharat

probably now I am happy to get a meaning why my family surname is #mukhopadhyay - meaning the principal teacher and I am happy that after losing the creativity of the two generations of my family because of sheer poverty - I am again born as a teacher just like my great grandfather who was a scholar and worked as an inspector in the education department serving different universities during the British period and died of #kalajwar when my grandfather was just a 12 years-old boy and the real struggle of our family started and we completely lost the track or the real purpose of ourselves.

so I was telling my wife #reema when humans just started their lives in this universe, there was no language, no philosophy, no education to camouflage their eyes. so their education or exploration started with the study of the physical body of themselves - and nothing else.

let me elaborate. the first knowledge they acquired was like - the #manand and #woman saw that they are physically different. then they found that only the #woman can conceive and not the #man. so when they discovered agriculture and found that the earth is capable of creating new lives, just like #woman, the neuron of the man flashed and he termed earth as #motherearth or #bhudevi

so this way if we really go behind the #etymology of the various words of the oldest language - that is #sanskrit - we will definitely find that the original thought processing behind this language actually stated by simply studying the #physical aspects of #human and other living being and nothing else.

it was not at all philosophical. it was absolute physical

the quest for knowledge of humans started by exploring their physical differences and not anything #esoteric or #metaphysics as we, in the modern-day, try to view all such matters as - may be something as nakedness or vulgar.

so for the scholar of #bharat, let us realize the process of seeking truth by the #fatherofnation by testing the power or rather his control over his testosterone may not be the right way rather the opposite way of human nature.

let that sink in.

but of course, we have to elevate ourselves from behaving just like a #bull and a #cow of the society if we really want to participate and contribute to the history of mankind. we are here not just to drink and drive but to contribute by using all of our physical and emotional senses while continuously listening to the messages from our #lordshiva - the #innerconscience

The Woman...

 

Let me try to define a #woman in my own words. 

because when I saw the image as shown below on #linkedin, I pondered on this issue.

the #nightowl inside me is not letting me have a deep sleep.

woman - the #motherearth  - three fourth water - one-fourth land - having both hot current and the cold current flowing in the water of the ocean - the oceans which mankind could not still explore fully - so the intelligent #man never hesitated to jump into the water thinking that he could find out the ultimate truth  - but Alas never succeed - so after being tired and illusional about his strength and intelligence the man leaves the water and reaches the land - the symbol of #calm #peace #stable to #seek #refuge surrendering completely and thus attain #wisdom. With that wisdom from #lordshiva, the man never boasts about his intelligence in exploring water and rather uses his energy and his bull to plow the stable land and create new lives for the future of mankind. and the tradition continues generation after generation. Neither the depth and the #wilderness of the ocean nor the calmness of the land - both provided by mother earth is to be blamed because both are true to themselves and represent the #truth - if something is to be blamed is the #audacity of #mankind into their intelligence and thinking that they are the ultimate powerhouse of knowledge…

lessons of life for #mankind:

#mankind …

when at the prime time of your life, if all you have gathered is just scientific knowledge which might make you absolutely #blinded and your eyes get covered by the veil and arrogance of your #ego, you will somehow never accept that there is something called #thirdeye in this #universe.

till then you will only love the woman boasting about the g-spot and g-string dipped inside the water.

but with the age, if by the grace of #lordshiva your third eye opens up, you will understand the greatness of the #calm #stable land of a woman, and that wisdom and truth will free you from the #bondage.

my own lesson:

The Solitary Sailor cannot just let his eyes off from the

The LightHouse - my young son - #ridit

I would like to end this discussion with the fact that how with time the concept of empowering women has actually turned into a money-spinning business for many so-called liberal people and the poison has been injected purposefully into the gullible minds of #bharat through so-called philanthropic organizations like #fordfoundation and hence don't be surprised if you watch two naked women of #jnu kissing each other on the open daylight and getting filmed as a notion of liberty as claimed by them.

Here goes my wife #Reema with her own definition of #Nari - the Woman

There are many aspects of the toxicity of modern #feminism as practiced by Western society as opposed to the ethos from #bharat where we always celebrated women as the strongest pillars of society.

So.... here we go... For the Hindus of Bharat, a Woman is always idolized as a powerhouse...

Another interpretation of A WOMAN

Women in Dutch Painting

by Eunice de Souza

The afternoon sun is on their faces.

they are calm, not stupid,

pregnant, not bovine.

I know women like that

and not just in paintings —

an aunt who did not answer her husband back

not because she was plain

and Anna who writes poems

and hopes her avocado stones

will sprout in the kitchen.

Her voice is oatmeal and honey.

Here we go...

Listen to 

#TulsiGabbard 

speaking a significant amount of 

Who IS  A Woman

and many other aspects of USA #wokism - 

after she resigned from the dem party

Hope you like it..

The Man...

জল শুধু জল

দেখে দেখে চিত্ত তার হয়েছে বিকল।

মসৃণ চিক্কণ কৃষ্ণ কুটিল নিষ্ঠুর,

লোলুপ লেলিহজিহ্ব সর্পসম ক্রূর

খল জল ছল-ভরা, তুলি লক্ষ ফণা

ফুঁসিছে গর্জিছে নিত্য করিছে কামনা

মৃত্তিকার শিশুদের, লালায়িত মুখ।

হে মাটি, হে স্নেহময়ী, অয়ি মৌনমূক,

অয়ি স্থির, অয়ি ধ্রুব, অয়ি পুরাতন,

সর্ব-উপদ্রবসহা আনন্দভবন

শ্যামলকোমলা, যেথা যে-কেহই থাকে

অদৃশ্য দু বাহু মেলি টানিছ তাহাকে

অহরহ, অয়ি মুগ্ধে, কী বিপুল টানে

দিগন্তবিস্তৃত তব শান্ত বক্ষ-পানে!

the helpless feeble voice coming out from a dying boy who will ultimately be drowned in the turbulent water...

we need the protection, love, care, and stability of the #motherearth - the #calm the #peace the #stable - providing us a firm ground to stand on...

it's not a healthy sign to be in the water all through life...

keeping a balance is important...

being a #father and #guru I have to take extra care of my young son #ridit - already an accomplished software engineer - not to spend the adolescence trying hard to learn how to swim...

pollution level of water has increased manifold which may blindfold an intelligent man and stop him to achieve wisdom through #hardwork and #perseverance

the #struggle of #mankind is #real

We have fought many battles just to keep ownership of the water bodies. 

Let us come out of that illusion that we have to drink a lot of water to survive.

No.

Even limited drinking will be okay.

It is all about mindset.

better to learn from watching the fall of a person like #tigerwoods and be careful...

We are here not just to drink, but to serve humanity, and if possible save water bodies from being polluted by powerful people with vested interests.

For that, one has to know the reality and acquire knowledge.

Hence, a real #man will not only look for just water but will take care of the water bodies as well.

Otherwise, it will be a sheer waste of why a #man is called a #man…

So, preserve your water until you meet the real #man who will not only drink the water but will take care of the waterbody with utmost love, care, and manliness.

Of late we are experiencing the rise of far right masculine man in Europe - 

Men who are anti wokeism, anti immigration, believe in traditional values where the duties of a Man is well defined and we will see this trend to rise and rise. Enough wokeism with feminism at its centre - now please welcome the REAL MAN in the society.

Germany, France, Italy - the REAL MAN are waking up...

It's time for Bharat to embrace this societal change.

Enough feminism -

Enough is enough.

#lifelessons

Hey Lord, purify me, clarify me, enlighten me by putting me through severe pain of life - the way diamonds shine only after merciless cut and polish.

 

Enjoy the music

And here goes the lyrics and its English translation...

আগুনের পরশমণি ছোঁয়াও প্রাণে। এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো দহন-দানে। আগুনের পরশমণি ছোঁয়াও প্রাণে। আমার এই দেহখানি তুলে ধরো তোমার ওই দেবালয়ের প্রদীপ করো নিশিদিন আলোক-শিখা জ্বলুক গানে নিশিদিন আলোক-শিখা জ্বলুক গানে আগুনের পরশমণি ছোঁয়াও প্রাণে আঁধারের গায়ে গায়ে পরশ তব সারা রাত ফোটাক তারা নব নব আঁধারের গায়ে গায়ে পরশ তব সারা রাত ফোটাক তারা নব নব নয়নের দৃষ্টি হতে ঘুচবে কালো যেখানে পড়বে সেথায় দেখবে আলো ব্যথা মোর উঠবে জ্বলে ঊর্ধ্ব-পানে ব্যথা মোর উঠবে জ্বলে ঊর্ধ্ব-পানে আগুনের পরশমণি ছোঁয়াও প্রাণে এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো, এ জীবন পুণ্য করো দহন-দানে আগুনের পরশমণি ছোঁয়াও প্রাণে English Translation:

Give a touch of the fiery magical stone to my life, Purify me, clarify me, enlighten me, With all severe pain, purify my soul. Uphold my mortal body high, enlightened Allow me to serve your temple as the burning lamp inside – Let the lamp radiate through my songs. With your petite touches into the darkness Nascent stars arise glimmering all night. My eyes will not find a dark spot anywhere It will be light everywhere 

All my sufferings would burn and soar skyward. 

My interpretation of why Maakaali was shown dancing absolutely naked in #hinduism...

Here's my wife Reema - celebrating the inner strength of Nari - the Women

I thought for many years why in our ancient #bharat, the powerful goddess #maakaali was shown as dancing absolutely naked with fierce, raw power and energy eliminating the #asura, the #raktabirja, the #evil of the #universe? Why was she shown naked? And why when we look at her deity in such fierce outbursts of emotion, we never think of it as anything vulgar, but rather we bow our head in front of Her.

Why? Why?

I think the answer is very obvious and had the people of #bharat understood it, our course of #history would have been absolutely different today and we would have been part of a nation of powerful people and not #prawnhead, #pigeonhearted, #manipulators, who instead of playing it safe and ultimately losing, would have been ready to take the bull by the horns and won the #gameoflife

#truth is always naked. So when #maakaali is dancing naked, it implies that she is trying to establish #truth by removing the #asuras who symbolize the #ignorance and #darkness of the society.

And as when the #truth starts dancing naked among #ignorance, only the power from the source of the #truth becomes unbearable for the #weak people who, otherwise think that they are powerful and can go away by doing anything they wish without being noticed by the #goddess

For the people who become a witness of this powerful naked dance of #truth, only two things can happen.

Some of them are just burnt and become ashes. They are just blown away by the wind.

However, some of them become absolutely #pure by being burnt from the power of the  #goddess and enjoy the rest of the life emanating #lights ane #elevating the #weak #needy people of the society. They become angels for society and the knowledgeable resource we need for the future generation.

 

There is no other option for the result for the people once they watch the naked dance of #maakaali

That's why #maakaali is shown naked in #hinduism

And that’s why when #lordshiva had to take charge of pacifying Her, he did not offer any clothes to cover the #truth, but He lied down under Her feet to resurrect the power of #love and #compassion of a caring and loving husband in Her to bring Her back in normalcy.

He won Her by #love and not by any #logic of so-called weak people

This way of becoming pure through burning themselves as part of the general psyche of the people's ancient #bharat which was just reflected in this beautiful song of Rabindranath Tagore…

Aguner poroshmoni choaon prane...

Enjoy the music

Translation:

Give a touch of the fiery magical stone to my life,

Purify me, clarify me, enlighten me,

With all severe pain, purify my soul.

Uphold my mortal body high, enlightened

Allow me to serve your temple as the burning lamp inside –

Let the lamp radiate through my songs.

With your petite touches into the darkness

Nascent stars arise glimmering all night.

My eyes will not find a dark spot anywhere

It will be light everywhere

All my sufferings would burn and soar skyward.

For all the devotees of #maakaali - the real seekers - if you cannot digest the power of naked truth and try to experience it with the soft veil of #untruth, you will never reach #Her

And here is for the TruthSeekers of the UNIVERSE my wife #Reema's definition of TRUTH

Satyameva Jayate...