Friday, 13 April 2012
"Third Eye of Nirmal Baba tilt towards Media questioning"
Since 1952, Nirmal singh Narula had faced very tough time and realized the power of Prayer and blessings.
The sole purpose of spiritual mentor according to my knowledge, understanding and awareness is to show you the path of austerity & sacrifice which satisfy your hunger for the divine and make you free from the materialistic shackles happily. The gaze in there eyes has a power to transform your soul in something peaceful and you give up everything to choose that path of ultimate success.
On the contrary, there are the energies in the society which use the faith of god to commercialize themselves. I have come across few in my small time period who claimed themselves as the shadow of god and are not hesitant at all to fool people with there effective marketing skills, Strong tricks of duping people, Solid Public relation with the powerful machinery , Very powerful way of advertising themselves & above all they always count there followers who according to me choose them on the basis of profit earned and are more or less like a souls with no wisdom and consciousness.
STRENGTH : 1: His absolute trust in God ( He claims to have himself got connected with the holy angels when he lost his sisters in a accident )
WEAKNESS 1: He has no concrete spiritual powers to back up his claims ( Lets not forget that he is no magician)
OPPORTUNITY: 1: One can become the part of his movement to get the taste of his blessings ( There are so many devotees flashed by media who claimed so )
THREAT: 1: He has power to inspire the masses to follow his wild way of following god with no discipline and justification ( He advise everyone with his weird way of spiritual practices )
CONCLUSION FROM MY SIMPLE AND TRUE HEART: He is just a true man ( Conditions applied) who had commercialized his spiritual practice and faith by earning 240 Crore's of Indian currency & Wont be able to answer any rational questions directed toward him ( I am saying it due to his hesitant voice in his interview on AaJ Tak channel ). According to me he is plain and simple man of God who couldn't handle the prosperity and gifts given by god and shared it with everyone on media channels and came in controversy. He will invite more troubles in the future if he will keep on questioning the spiritual mentors of other religions ( Sufi Sant Mahatma's existing in this country ) & Let me take the freedom to tell you all that not all of them are fake cos they unlike him are powerful enough to answer such simple questions related to third eye. Nirmal baba must not pass his comments like a learned man on them by saying ," No meditation can show you the path of god whereas only his promises are true and only he is the medium who can dial his no directly to god no matter how busy the god is dealing with the hard problems created by human beings for themselves " - Just cos of such comments he have started sounding like an idiot to me". - I have no interest to know his spiritual practices cos i am happy with mine.
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Location:
Gurgaon, Haryana, India
Thursday, 12 April 2012
I love Clouds
lying in a pool,i look aboveat the gathering mass, the clouds.i see them organise, form, dissipateinto patterns of all kinds and shapes.often letting light flow inat times casting shadowmoving continuously, their speed variestheir texture varies too. giving me a sense of belonging.i see myself as a cloud as i floatover this world, buoyant,just as i do here, under the sky,above the water; blue remains the same.floating through dimensionsspace covered, space cleared.all happening, yet so smooth. clouds teaching me; harmonyat its best; gentle to the core,soothing in approach,pacifying in their actions,i am once again brought backto my earthy remains,my body in the pooland i slowly walk outto the call of the tasks my life binds me tokeeping alive the weightlessnessof the cloud, buoyancy of waterand mass of my own self.
Sunday, 1 April 2012
Clay
I never knew what i could transform into
i were a clay, i am a clay
you've played with me, my thoughts.
what lasts in me, is not just an acquaintance,
it is an experience.
you continue to teach me
moments that i register, hold no importance
to the world i live in.
you form a part of me. i am what i am,
defined by you, your vicinity.
here, i learn.
you, your eyes, your body, disperse delicate details.
i register them all. i learn. i live. i love
i were a clay, i am a clay
you've played with me, my thoughts.
what lasts in me, is not just an acquaintance,
it is an experience.
you continue to teach me
moments that i register, hold no importance
to the world i live in.
you form a part of me. i am what i am,
defined by you, your vicinity.
here, i learn.
you, your eyes, your body, disperse delicate details.
i register them all. i learn. i live. i love
Sunday, 25 March 2012
Let me your silent admirer
Let me be, your silent admirer.
let me observe you, silently, secretly.
let me hide behind the leaves
and see you through them
shades of green, get diminished in the air
and the wind carry to me, traces of your face
hiding at times, at times showing you through.
let me hide behind, the clouds above
and see you dance beneath.
seeing you move, seeing my world move.
let me hide behind, the flowers, hued to an extent
indefinable; fragrant, to the limits un sensed.
flowing into me, all mixed up; you and the nature.
let me hide behind, my own self.
not let you ever know, what lies inside
never speaking, only observing.
seeing you evolve, involve
seeing myself, lost.
let me, observe you.
love you, indefinitely.
let me observe you, silently, secretly.
let me hide behind the leaves
and see you through them
shades of green, get diminished in the air
and the wind carry to me, traces of your face
hiding at times, at times showing you through.
let me hide behind, the clouds above
and see you dance beneath.
seeing you move, seeing my world move.
let me hide behind, the flowers, hued to an extent
indefinable; fragrant, to the limits un sensed.
flowing into me, all mixed up; you and the nature.
let me hide behind, my own self.
not let you ever know, what lies inside
never speaking, only observing.
seeing you evolve, involve
seeing myself, lost.
let me, observe you.
love you, indefinitely.
Location:
Gurgaon, Haryana, India
Tuesday, 13 March 2012
Defining Love
dispersed in this evening sky
is love, mixed in varied proportions
at times it is happiness,
at times it is sorrow
at times laughter
at times pain
it even has in it care
calm, composed; serene it is
tends to be excited at times too
with the rush of emotions
playing fool of the calm established
at times it is the night well slept
at times it is the hug never opted out of
at times the bright morning
that brings with it another day
of staying together, expression
eyes it has; music it plays;
dances along; it gently flows
so do i claim love has all this mixed in it
or i say, that these characteristics define love?
tough to claim.
and what's easy is to be lost in this evening light beneath the evening sky.
is love, mixed in varied proportions
at times it is happiness,
at times it is sorrow
at times laughter
at times pain
it even has in it care
calm, composed; serene it is
tends to be excited at times too
with the rush of emotions
playing fool of the calm established
at times it is the night well slept
at times it is the hug never opted out of
at times the bright morning
that brings with it another day
of staying together, expression
eyes it has; music it plays;
dances along; it gently flows
so do i claim love has all this mixed in it
or i say, that these characteristics define love?
tough to claim.
and what's easy is to be lost in this evening light beneath the evening sky.
Location:
Gurgaon, Haryana, India
Sunday, 11 March 2012
Solace
pertaining to the fear of eyes
persistent to the flow of wind
not the best of words used
not the best of grammar utilized
i conveyed my inner self
through the fall of autumn leaves
and their faded colour
to match the vigour lost
in the battle half begun
in the love well established
in the wait perhaps prolonged
in the night utter dark
with a glow in the eyes
of a major solitude
silenced to death, by life itself
not worthy enough to see the end
not cautious enough to tread alone
not sincere enough to live fully
in a matter of few moments
I am lost and brought back
senses activated, I am lost again
your presence of primary importance
to the mortal desires of the flesh
to the eternal deeds of the eyes
lost beneath the stars, characterised
by the fading, falling leaves
I seek you, in solace.
Location:
Gurgaon, Haryana, India
Thursday, 1 March 2012
Rajiv Ratna Gandhi (August 20, 1944 – May 21, 1991)
For some days, people thought that India was shaking. But there are always tremors when a great tree falls.
MUMBAI born 'Dosco'
LONDON gave him 'Wings' to fly with his GF!!!
INDIAN AIRLINES gave him 'Work'
ANTONIA gave birth to his 2 'Angels'!!!
TRAGEDIES shattered his decision to remain 'Political aloof'
BLESSINGS made him youngest 'PM'!!!
INDIAN POPULATION gave him 'Dream' to save his country
POLITICS gave him 'Situation' in which he offended few!!!
ENEMIES 'Killed' him
PARADISE 'Hugged' him!!!
GOD LOVED HIM FOR HIS ® S A C R I F I C E ®
TRIBUTE to Mr. Clean - *Mr. Rajiv Ratna Gandhi*
JAI HIND !
Location:
Gurgaon, Haryana, India
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