INSPIRING way to protest over bad road conditions.

Some  unknown activists of Ukraine decided to take on the officials and  authorities in a very subtle and incredibly new way of teaching a  lesson. They planted tulips in the potholes of main roads in the  Kolomiya,Ukraine as a protest against pathetic road conditions.

“If you do not repair these roads, next time we are going to grow plants  on them. If you can’t repair, let the world watch and laugh.” said  these activists.

Suffering is optional- make choice – though making a choice in itself is a difficult task but easier than suffering without choosing

A husband is tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep and this does not let his wife fall asleep.

She asks him what’s wrong.

He responds, “I owe money to our neighbor, the loan is due tomorrow but I can’t pay it”.

She picks up the phone and calls their neighbor, “Sorry to bother you so late but my husband can’t pay that loan back tomorrow” and hangs up.

Then she turns to her husband, “There, I fixed it. You can go to sleep in peace now, let the neighbor stay awake tossing and turning in his bed”

The moral of the story is that you need to fight fire with fire: let your feelings be known.
You will either get a positive response and your life can become better; or you will get a definitive “No” and you can start the healing process.

Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.

Break Of Dawn ~ When Night Meets Day

nice lil poem




Break Of Dawn ~ When Night Meets Day

In silence she glides

Like a beautiful bride

Clad in darkness pure

Her beauty since long endures

She’s Nyx ~ the goddess of night

In her veil she obscures light

Moon, her pendent charms

Stars like bees around her swarms.

She moves with delicate physique

In an aura of charm and mystique

Lured by her grace and beauty

Eros ~ love himself starts a melody

Silence breaks with his tune

And gently sleeps the goddess of moon

Music wakes Eos from her sleep

Clad in saffron robe she gently peeps

Opening her heavenly gates she greets

the luring beauty of the night

As Nyx and Eos’ hands conjoin

Night fades and light starts to shine.

As the beauty of night is gone

… The world beholds the break of dawn !

-Raashi Hasteer

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The 20 “Most Important” Philosophers of the Modern Era


Meandering with Intent

In response to a similar list posted on a blog by Brian Leiter which I found to be disturbingly skewed from the perspective of the analytic tradition in philosophy, I have decided to make my own list of the top 20 most important philosophers of the modern era. I’ll give a brief reason as to why they’re included and ranked as-is after their listing:

1. Immanuel Kant: My listing here doesn’t deviate at all with the list posted by Leiter. I don’t think there’s any reason to debate Kant’s place at #1 on any list.

2. Martin Heidegger: Heidegger is the only philosopher in the modern era who comes close to having as comprehensive a philosophical system as Kant. This is the first and possibly most substantial deviation I have from Leiter’s list. Notice Heidegger doesn’t even make that list. Unbelievable!

3. Edmund Husserl: The father of…

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Crossing the Water
By Sri Ramakrishna.

A farmer’s daughter duty was to carry fresh milk to customers in various villages had, one of whom was a priest. To reach his house, the milkmaid had to cross a good-sized stream. People crossed it by a sort of ferry raft, for a small fee.

One day the priest, who performed worship daily with the offering to God of fresh milk, finding it arrived very late, scolded the poor woman. “What can I do?” she said, “I start out early from my house, but I have to wait a long time for the boatman to come.”

Then the priest said (pretending to be serious), “What! People have even walked across the ocean by repeating the name of God, and you can’t cross this little river?” This milkmaid took him very seriously. From then on she brought the priest’s milk punctually every morning. He became curious about it and asked her how it was that she was never late anymore.

“I cross the river repeating the name of the Lord,” she replied, “just as you told me to do, without waiting for the ferry.” The priest didn’t believe her, and asked, “Can you show me this, how you cross the river on foot?” So they went together to the water and the milkmaid began to walk over it. Looking back, the woman saw that the priest had started to follow her and was floundering in the water.

“Sir!” she cried, “You are uttering the name of God, yet all the while you are holding up your clothes from getting wet. That is not trusting in God!”

Reaching GOD through dancing.

I am a passionate dancer, though may or may not be a good one in conventional sense. Dancing is my way to connect within to achieve that single focus and way of expression which is as physical as moving hands and legs in sweet rhythm as is mental in free flow of thoughts. Mind is active as it expresses all its hidden fears, apprehensions, courage, desires, happiness, sadness and even aversion in a way which is deeply personal. But here this personal is not just like thinking which though a way of expression cannot actually vent out our thoughts. Dancing on other hand is like manifestation of our feelings in very material and realistic way.It is not something new invented by me rather it is age old. Since ancient times various religions have found a way to their GODS through dancing, numerous cultures evolved dancing and singing as a mode of prayer. Once something become part of you then you cannot resist it, even in face of extreme odds.  Recently I read a story about SUDHA CHANDRAN and her win over all odds. It resonated within me like a song and her message was clear that you can do that thing for which you and your heart resonate in sync.

The story is like–

Sudha Chandran, a contemporary classical Indian dancer was cut off in the prime of her dancing career—quite literally—when her right leg had to be amputated.

After she had been fitted with an artificial leg, she went back to dancing and, incredibly, made it right back to the top again. When asked how she had managed it, she said quite simply,

“You don’t need feet to dance.”

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sudha chandran

Learning through bad behaviour of others

For long I have believed that bad behaviour of others is as much a learning experience of what not to do as is learning from good behaviour. Many a times it is difficult to determine what we want but it is quite easy to determine what we do not want. Recently I came across a short story which aptly summarizes the essence of my belief.

In the spiritual community that G.I. Gurdjieff led in France, an old man lived there who was the personification of difficulty–irritable, messy, fighting with everyone, and unwilling to clean up or help at all. No one got along with him. Finally, after many frustrating months of trying to stay with the group, the old man left for Paris.

Gurdjieff followed him and tried to convince him to return, but it had been too hard, and the man said no. At last Gurdjieff offered the man a very big monthly stipend if he returned. How could he refuse? When he returned everyone was aghast, and on hearing that he was being paid (while they were being charged a lot to be there), the community was up in arms.

Gurdjieff called them together and after hearing their complaints laughed and explained: “This man is like yeast for bread.” He said, “Without him here you would never really learn about anger, irritability, patience, and compassion. That is why you pay me, and why I hire him.”