Straight From the Big Mind ......

In search of the Ego that lost in the Chennai Floods… I don’t know if I had to pay back to the city I grew up this way… I don’t know if i was lucky to be there this time… I don’t know if I was destined to be here…. In my Child hood once when there was continuous rains I remember praying… Rain Rain go away… My bro and me even made a song for the same… May be that is why I had to be there to welcome this… I never ever felt that this was too much … Somewhere in me there was this acceptance of the outpour..  Because …. It happened more than 6 months ago I came to know that a disaster (tsunami kind of disaster) is going to struck Chennai this day… I knew the Master knew this… But waited to see how HE handles this… But ran out of patience and the fear that knowing this I am not doing anything about this.. Went to HIM and asked what to do ??? First HE did not answer… But later HE said it will be not be major.. Don’t Worry… Went back with Confidence… B

Many advised me... Be friendly.... Where did I lose it ???  I was friendly... My friends were my life and breath... One time I loved them more than my family... My heart yearned to be with them... Use to wait for the moments to meet them... be with them.... Today I don't have friends.... Is it Growth or a Downfall ????? This question comes to me sometime.... Wahhhhh... I realize that I don't have Enemies too.... Surely it is a Growth... Obviously.... Of Course.... Ahhhh.... Then Having no friends too is Growth.... Undoubtedly... Today I feel no difference that this is mine... that is not mine... Some where deep in me that differentiation is gone... Ha ha again in the depth there is no two... all is one...... Free from Attachment.... Free from Obligations..... Available for everyone  equally... Heah wait... I think I am yet to reach there... But I am on the way... I am waiting for the day where I can see everyone as one... In this Journey everyone wil

My Identities have limited me.... In the past .... Have drowned me... Suffocating.... In the Present I am free from Identities... Not need to prove anything to anyone... Free to be as I am.... Identities are limiting myself... Not allowing to... Experience the Infinite freedom... that I have ... Experience the Unconditional  Love .. that I am... Experience the Eternal Presence ... that I have... Experience the Infinity .. that I am... In life i always ran to gain identities.... Through positions... Every Identity when achieved limited me... in to it.... Even in a small thing as Job or in the family or in the Spiritual world... My Identities .... They restricted me.... Losing the identities is freedom.... Loving the identities is bondage... Be dispassionate to the new identities... Be ruthless in losing the current identities..... You will become useless one day... You will become  identity less one day... Use the Uselessness... Identify the Identityless s

Know that you are successful when you are..... When you really are.... Today I know that I am Successful....  Life may take me to greater heights... More Success.... and More Success..... To realize you are successful when you are actually is a blessing... We lose it and then realize that we lost it. Success is a journey from doing to happening.... When I do I am never successful.... When it happens it always success...  Because what has to happen is already happen... to its best... Lost are those.... Who evaluated success with Quantity.... Who evaluated success with Quality... Who evaluated success with Perfection... Who evaluated success at all with any parameters... Hooooo... Success is when how things are the way they are... Doing is trying to change to the way how you want it to be... Happening is allowing it to change the way it should be.... And Success is when how things the way it should be.... Be Successful.... Right this moment.... Surrender.... Be

A Heart Felt appeal to the Woman You Are.... A true leader is one who .... Does everything from the behind and allow others to be in the front.... Who Sacrifices everything for the Team... The Woman was the True Leader.... As a Wife... As a Mother... As a Sister....As a Grand Mother... She was the Backbone... She Created Many Leaders... She Sacrificed everything.... Her Comforts ... Her Ambitions.. Still She Loved everyone.... Everyone Yearned for Her Love.... She never had to compete.... When She dipped to the Level of Ego... She could not but compete.... She did not realize that She was in the highest plane .... Love..... Competing With Man... What did the Woman Earn ??? What did our Homes Earn ??? What has the World Earned ??? Is it the Woman Who Lost It ??? In the race of wanting to be equal to the Man..... Don't Know.... But One thing is Sure... Our homes lost the Loving Mother... Loving Wife... Loving Sister... T

Gorgeous.... Any one will feel like looking at her once... The innocence is still brimming in that face... And she was standing in that bridge alone in the night.... Well dressed and flowers in her hair... Thoughts passed through my head.... Was she not afraid ??  Many watched and went... Was she not feeling shy ??? I realized.. She was waiting for her Customers.... To be afraid She does not have anything to lose in the first place.. To feel shy She does not have anything to hide in the first place.. She has lost everything.... Willingly...... She has offered everything... Happily... But Yes for a price.... Finally some one would have bought her for the night... Are they paying for her beauty.... Are they paying for her innocence... Are they paying for the product that is she herself.... I wanted to buy .... Not for one day.... Not for few days ....For this life time... Not her body....  But her Innocence...  Just to retain it for her.... If n

My Last Love..... I cannot lie that you are my first love.... But ... I can say YOU are my Last Love..... I have not felt that in any ones eyes after that... I have not felt my heart tickle for any one after that ... I have not felt my body vibrate for any one after that... I have not felt my throat choke for any name after that... I can say YOU are my last Love... so far... But... I cannot say You are the Last Love i will ever have..... Honestly...  Because...  It gets repetitive...  It brings boredom It brings attachment... It diminishes after a time.... It leaves me drained some times... I can say that I will find my Last Love........ Truly ... The one ... Which makes me feel expanded every time... Which is beyond all bonding... Which is Infinite.... Which leaves for asking for more... I can say that I have found that Love ... Sincerely... But Now.. It cannot be explained... Just to Experience... Please allow me to leave.... And Merge.... In th

Yes... I Am Busy... Yes... Busy With Myself.....  Where do I have time to think about others ??? other things ??? I Am Busy...  Observing myself...  An alyzing myself...  Blaming myself.... Being with Myself... Yes Sometimes Loving Myself... Lately I realized that I do not love anybody... But I don't want to say this to anyone.... Sometimes I don't love even myself... Sometimes I don't know what I mean by myself.. Sometimes it is dry....feel like the land after a tsunami... Sometimes it is all  juicy.. All rosy gardens... Being Alone... I am enjoying... Denied to be with anybody may be..  But I enjoy the same.... I do not know what others feel... I enjoy with myself..... Just want to be with myself... All Alone... Because alone I can Cry Loud... Because alone I can laugh louder... Because alone I can be myself... I Am Busy .... Being with Myself...... Make me Alone. ..in the crowd.... Still YOU Make me All in One ... Still YOU make me real

You are a Nightingale of Love.. A nightingale.... but for you ever it is night... and ever it is day...... with a song of love.. It is always life, enthusiasm and fun for you and around you.... A song of the Nightingale is one of the beautiful sounds of the nature.... This nightingale is a song herself... one of the beautiful songs heard in the Art of the Living .... There are many Nightingales.... Sung are many... Unsung are many.... This is sung to the divine's tune... always tuned to the divine.... This Nightingale is flying & singing the song of love touching many lives across the world... And the people dance to the tunes of her love... Life dances around you... Love spreads around you... Consciousness expands around you... My friend... Happy Life.. Happy Love and Happy Birthday...  

We keep drinking from this heart... It never drains.... It never dries... How does She Love everyone so much ???? Simplicity is her nature...   Smile is her decoration... Love is her crown.... Peace is her Presence... Availability is her Seva... Blessing is her Expression... Who is She ???? It is said that a child is never born.. a mother is born when a child comes to this planet... But with her.. we the children are born and reborn in her Love.... Beauty has chosen to Express itself through her.... Joy has chosen to Celebrate through her... Compassion has chosen to Forgive through her.. Enthusiasm has chosen to Spread through her... A Perfect combination of Love and Skill...  She kindles the Love that I Am.... In my own Mother I saw imperfection.. But with her my perceptions became perfect.... She is a Saint....and She is the closest I have seen of a Perfect Mother.... What if i have not born for her ??? I will be reborn again and again in her love....

Mottai Madi... Mottai Madi... Oru Love Story.. Love Story.... Chennaites would have grown up hearing this song.... Yes It is a Love Story.... I remember..... I Love my Mottai Madi (The terrace) ... We as children used to love the Mottai Madi (The Terrace).... Particularly for a child lived in Chennai or any other Metros would agree this.... It was freedom to go to the terrace... It was our playground... It was our dream place... it was our stage to perform the movie stories.. It was a place where Puranas and epics were staged... We had heroes and heroines... Costumes were never difficult... We arrange it in no time... it was our laboratory and we did lot of experiments, like putting a fly in a bottle and seeing how much time it survived.. It was our Kitchen... Artificial food used to be cooked with mud, leaves and water and served.... and we were so contented eating it.... Many kites we flew from this space of expansion... The process of coating the thread for flying