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Satyamev Jayate!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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style="padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 226.2pt;" width="302"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;English Translation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-right: solid #4D6DA6 2.25pt; border: none; padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 185.05pt;" valign="top" width="247"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;anata&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;egao&lt;br /&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;anata&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;nakigoe&lt;br /&gt;sono&amp;nbsp;chiisana&amp;nbsp;te&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tsuburana&amp;nbsp;hitomi&lt;br /&gt;hajimemashite&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;watashi&amp;nbsp;ga&amp;nbsp;MAMA&amp;nbsp;yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 226.2pt;" valign="top" width="302"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;Your&amp;nbsp;smile&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;Your&amp;nbsp;cries&lt;br /&gt;Your&amp;nbsp;tiny&amp;nbsp;hands&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;round&amp;nbsp;eyes&lt;br /&gt;How&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;do?&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-right: solid #4D6DA6 2.25pt; border: none; padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 185.05pt;" valign="top" width="247"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;anata&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;inochi&lt;br /&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;anata&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;mirai&lt;br /&gt;kono&amp;nbsp;shiawase&amp;nbsp;ga&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;PAPA&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;nozomi&amp;nbsp;yo&lt;br /&gt;hajimemashite&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;watashi&amp;nbsp;ga&amp;nbsp;MAMA&amp;nbsp;yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 226.2pt;" valign="top" width="302"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;Your&amp;nbsp;life&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;Your&amp;nbsp;future&lt;br /&gt;This&amp;nbsp;happiness&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;Daddy&amp;nbsp;desires&lt;br /&gt;How&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;do?&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-right: solid #4D6DA6 2.25pt; border: none; padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 185.05pt;" valign="top" width="247"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;futari&amp;nbsp;dake&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ai&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;shirushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sukoyaka&amp;nbsp;ni&amp;nbsp;utsukushiku&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;sodate&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;inoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 226.2pt;" valign="top" width="302"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;This&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;mark&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;love&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;two&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;us&amp;nbsp;alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll&amp;nbsp;pray&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;raise&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;healthy&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="border-right: solid #4D6DA6 2.25pt; border: none; padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 185.05pt;" valign="top" width="247"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;onegai&amp;nbsp;ga&amp;nbsp;aru&amp;nbsp;no&lt;br /&gt;konnichi&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tokidoki&amp;nbsp;wa&amp;nbsp;PAPA&amp;nbsp;to&lt;br /&gt;HORA&amp;nbsp;futari&amp;nbsp;dake&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;shizukana&amp;nbsp;yoru&amp;nbsp;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;tsukutte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;hoshii&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;oyasumi&amp;nbsp;nasai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt; onegai&amp;nbsp;akachan&lt;br /&gt;oyasumi&amp;nbsp;akachan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;watashi&amp;nbsp;ga&amp;nbsp;MAMA&amp;nbsp;yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td nowrap="" style="padding: .75pt .75pt .75pt .75pt; width: 226.2pt;" valign="top" width="302"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;request&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;Sometimes,&amp;nbsp;Daddy&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;I&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;see,&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;want&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;make&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;quiet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0a0c49; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;night&lt;br /&gt;Just&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;us--so&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;night&lt;br /&gt;Please,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby&lt;br /&gt;Good&amp;nbsp;night,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby!&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2769500446434881646?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2769500446434881646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2769500446434881646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Aangikam Bhuvanam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #f49348; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Aangikam Bhuvanam yasya,&lt;br /&gt;vaachikam sarvavaangmayam&lt;br /&gt;Aaharyam Chandratharaadi,&lt;br /&gt;tham numah saathvikam shivam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #f49348; font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Myriad Web', sans-serif, Times, Helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #f49348; font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Myriad Web', sans-serif, Times, Helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Myriad Web', sans-serif, Times, Helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whose bodily movement is the (entire) universe&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whose speech is the language of (of the universe),&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whose ornaments are the moon and the stars&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Him we worship, the serene Lord shiva&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Myriad Web', sans-serif, Times, Helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Myriad Web', sans-serif, Times, Helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5799469445447898469?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5799469445447898469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5799469445447898469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5799469445447898469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5799469445447898469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/11/aangikam-bhuvanam.html' title='Aangikam Bhuvanam'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2724856766049523456</id><published>2011-11-23T08:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:37:10.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Why this Kolaveri .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;flop song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;br /&gt;rhythm correct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;br /&gt;maintain this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri..di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;distance la moon-u moon-u&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;moon-u &amp;nbsp;color-u &amp;nbsp;white-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;white background night-u nigth-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;night-u color-u black-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;white skin-u girl-u girl-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;girl-u heart-u black-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;eyes-u eyes-u meet-u meet-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;my future dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;maama notes eduthuko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;apdiye kaila sax eduthuko&lt;br /&gt;pa pa paan pa pa paan pa pa paa pa pa paan&lt;br /&gt;sariya vaasi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;super maama ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;ready 1 2 3 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;whaa wat a change over maama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;ok maama now tune change-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;kaila glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;only english..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;hand la glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;glass la scotch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;eyes-u full-aa tear-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;empty life-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;girl-u come-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;life reverse gear-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;lovvu lovvu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;oh my lovvu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;you showed me bouv-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;cow-u cow-u holi cow-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;i want u hear now-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;god i m dying now-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;she is happy how-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;this song for soup boys-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;we dont have choice-u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;flop song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone can understand this song..&lt;br /&gt;anyway here are the meaning for few words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 20px; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: 1em;"&gt;Kolaveri - Killer rage or Murderous Rage.&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Soup Song" - Love failure Song&lt;br /&gt;"Soup Boys" - Boys who failed in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, 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href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-this-kolaveri.html' title='Why this Kolaveri .'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4691234628933477062</id><published>2011-11-14T22:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:46:29.458+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Mother Teresa: "Do It Anyway"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The version found written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home for children in Calcutta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Forgive them &amp;nbsp;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Be kind anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Be honest and sincere anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Create anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Be happy anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, will often be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Give your best anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final analysis, it is between you and God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this version is credited to Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Heard this today at my daughter's school assembly where we were invited for Childrens Day]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know 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href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/11/mother-teresa-do-it-anyway.html' title='Mother Teresa: &quot;Do It Anyway&quot;'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-809006527501566795</id><published>2011-07-13T09:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:23:12.460+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Are you searching for your purse?</title><content type='html'>There are good people and bad people!! There are happy times and bad times! There are nice thoughts and loser thoughts! So there is the good and bad everywhere but the bad is what influences us and hurts us deep. I have rarely acknowledged a good act. Today let me consciously share one such happening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning to school was a little rushed as my husband had to leave early for work, that meant early breakfast and chai. I had one less work as he had to attend a seminar at a hotel so no lunch box to be packed. As I was packing my daughter's box, I was checking what the teacher had asked for art work today. We&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that the kg cardboard at home was not big enough as mentioned by the teacher. My responsible and calm husband got one from the store nearby :P (the one that is open before 8am too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 8:05am we were out and I was telling my daughter that we are 5 mins late than our usual time. We werent late at all so we went along to school chatting on the way. Her school is 5 mins walk from our flat. After I dropped her, I felt my hands empty. I had my house key but no purse. Where is my purse? I looked in my daughter's bag but nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked a bit, tracing my way back where I could have possibly dropped it. I was sure of one thing it must have happened near her school as I remember it in my hand for a long time. What was worrying me more is that my purse had my mobile in it. I began planning to block the mobile SIM and there was only Rs 50 in the purse, some bills and the building access card. Not such a bad loss I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was looking on the road for my purse heading back to home, a school van (white maruti) stopped with two men in it asking me "Are you searching for your purse?" I told "Yes, I lost my purse" and I then spotted the purse in their hands and they smilingly gave it to me and I thanked them dazed, like this wasnt real :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief!!! :) I thank the kind men who tracked me and went a distance back to reach me to give back the purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that there are good people and nice things do happen :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-809006527501566795?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/809006527501566795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=809006527501566795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/809006527501566795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/809006527501566795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/07/are-you-searching-for-your-purse.html' title='Are you searching for your purse?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7280880555231021858</id><published>2011-06-06T13:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:08:51.443+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Baba Ramdev, educated society and religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;There are lot of&amp;nbsp;ignorant&amp;nbsp;educated people out in India who think that Yoga is to do with religion. I got one guy commenting on twitter that "I don't have anything do with a man who wears a saffron attire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga is to do with the body and the mind that leads to spirituality. Dear friends religion and spirituality are not the same. In fact religion is where you follow a book of rules, while spirituality is just about an experience of an healthy body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been in favor of Baba Ramdev's speeches on issues, not because he didnt have a good agenda in place. He has a very simplistic approach to solve huge societal issues that cannot be done by in manners he executes them. Further his style may also not be very attractive as he isnt as suave an educated English speaking society in the cities would look at it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Baba Ramdev started his fast, I was not keenly following it but I&amp;nbsp;happened&amp;nbsp;to see the lathi charge late night when we got back home after a happy Saturday night partying. It was certainly shocking and exposed what the&amp;nbsp;government&amp;nbsp;can get at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tweeting I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;see any of the people there really getting together to raise their voice against the police brutality instead they mocked Baba Ramdev, his garb, his escape and the happenings. Mr. Anna Hazaare was not part of Baba Ramdev's fast &amp;nbsp;but after the&amp;nbsp;Government&amp;nbsp;action&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;the police, he has shown his support to Baba Ramdev because one can see "Something is terribly wrong" and as responsible citizens we&amp;nbsp;shouldn't&amp;nbsp;act&amp;nbsp;ignorant&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I saw my friend Arul's status, I was happy to know one person got it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="system1st"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"Arul (Ta'fxkz)  Baliah: &lt;i&gt;Ramdev has said that yoga cannot be limited to physical exercises,  that it also a way to cleanse the soul and the society&lt;/i&gt; Regardless of his  motivations, I have to agree with that sentiment. The ancient paths of the  spiritual seers were not a bunch feel good practices but actual revolution, war  and great personal risk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tafxkz.info/"&gt;www.tafxkz.info&lt;/a&gt;)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="system1st"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who wants a revolution, who cares. Arent we so comfortable doing what we do everyday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="system1st"&gt;Wake up you illiterate educated fools!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7280880555231021858?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7280880555231021858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7280880555231021858&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7280880555231021858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7280880555231021858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/06/baba-ramdev-educated-society-and.html' title='Baba Ramdev, educated society and religion'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6358242961678422717</id><published>2011-04-08T13:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:25:22.953+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Feeling Obliged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Column by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sri Sri Ravishankar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling Obliged?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belongingness can bring about a host of negative emotions. Like demand, jealousy, unawareness and lack of gratitude. Just look into your own life, you feel more grateful to strangers than the people you feel "belong" to you. Belongingness reduces gratefulness, awareness, and gives rise to demands which destroys love. This is the biggest problem in relationships. People are nice to strangers and give more attention to them. With a sense of belongingness comes carefreeness and lack of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look belongingness can make you insensitive, dull, and take away the charm in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, who belongs to whom in this world? Here you are a stranger and everyone is a stranger to you!&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who feel themselves as a stranger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel more obligation to a stranger than the person you feel belongs to you. Obligation is very good to keep a check on your ego. It makes you humble. There is no greater antidote to ego than humility. Being humble is the beginning of all virtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have such resistance for obligations. They do not realize that they are always under obligations, whether giving or taking! Dull people think that one is obliged only when one takes. The wise knows that even when one is giving one is under obligations, as the person has accepted what one gives. So whether you give or take you are under obligations. And if someone does not give or take, you are still under obligation! For they are freeing you from visible obligations!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to say, you are obliged to all those who do not make you obliged!!! Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life (you) renews itself everytime by becoming a stranger in this old and familiar world.&lt;br /&gt;You are simply loaded with obligations and you are a total stranger in this world every moment!&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: blue; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Jai Gurudev!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6358242961678422717?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6358242961678422717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6358242961678422717&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6358242961678422717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6358242961678422717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/04/feeling-obliged.html' title='Feeling Obliged'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7897132506489623990</id><published>2011-04-07T15:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:25:41.159+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>EGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Column by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sri Sri Ravishankar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;EGO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When does Ego happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you don't get attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you seem to be losing attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you get attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego causes heaviness, discomfort. It doesn't let love flow. Ego can be transcended by knowing the Truth; by inquiring "Who am I?" Often, your attitude towards one who has ego is of contempt or jealousy. But rather you should have compassion, or even pity, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a positive aspect of ego. It drives one to do some work. A person will do a job either out of compassion or out of ego. Most of the work in the society is by boosting the ego. But in Satsang, work is done out of love. Ego is separateness; non-belongingness. It is wanting to prove and to possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you wake up and see, there is nothing to be proved and nothing to possess, ego dissolves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jai Gurudev!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7897132506489623990?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7897132506489623990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7897132506489623990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7897132506489623990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7897132506489623990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/04/ego.html' title='EGO'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1006855656031213401</id><published>2011-04-06T14:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-06T14:20:39.314+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Go away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hot scorching noon&lt;br /&gt;She held a glass of water&lt;br /&gt;under a cool shaded tree&lt;br /&gt;He was a lost and weak man&lt;br /&gt;She gave him all that she had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat next to her and spoke&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting his pain, he smiled &lt;br /&gt;Never had he felt so comfortable&lt;br /&gt;He slept in peace as she looked on&lt;br /&gt;Hearing his breath and the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was busy with work&lt;br /&gt;he lost his heart to a beauty&lt;br /&gt;Now he had the strength to leave&lt;br /&gt;He did not need her any more&lt;br /&gt;No longer was he lost and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thanked her for her help&lt;br /&gt;He held his love and walked away&lt;br /&gt;When she ran behind them in tears&lt;br /&gt;He threw her aside and yelled&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for the water, now go away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1006855656031213401?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1006855656031213401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1006855656031213401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1006855656031213401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1006855656031213401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/04/go-away.html' title='Go away!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8790204513231991165</id><published>2011-04-06T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:30:20.579+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Love is my Form</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I was fortunate to study for 5 years in Sai Baba's school in Ooty for my primary education. Till date I remember this song sung by Baba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Love is my form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Truth is my breath&lt;br /&gt;Bliss is my food&lt;br /&gt;My Life is my message&lt;br /&gt;Expansion is my Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Reason for LOVE&lt;br /&gt;No Season for LOVE&lt;br /&gt;No Birth No Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8790204513231991165?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8790204513231991165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8790204513231991165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8790204513231991165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8790204513231991165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is-my-form.html' title='Love is my Form'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7734659968835515752</id><published>2011-03-31T20:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-31T20:50:03.508+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>O my spirit, Transcend all boundaries!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aniketana – Kuvempu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Listen to the song here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v_eUYllQNVE?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoTableGrid" style="border-collapse: collapse; border: none; mso-border-insideh: none; mso-border-insidev: none; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border-right: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-right-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;O nanna chetana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu nee aniketana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: none; mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;O my spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 1;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border-right: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-right-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Roopa roopagalanu daati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Naama kotigalanu meeti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Edeya biriye bhaavadeeti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O nanna chetana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu nee   aniketana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: none; mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all forms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all identities,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Even as sentiment pierces the heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O my spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 2;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border-right: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-right-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Nooru matada hotta thoori,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ella tatvadelle meeri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Nirdigantavaagi aeri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O nanna chetana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu nee   aniketana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: none; mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Blow away the chaff of a hundred castes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend the limits of all philosophies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Rise beyond the horizons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O my spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 3;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border-right: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-right-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Elliyoo nilladiru,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Maneyanendu kattadiru,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Koneyanendoo muttadiru,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O anantavaagiru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O nanna chetana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu nee   aniketana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: none; mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Do not stop anywhere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Do not be bound by narrow walls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Never be content in reaching the finite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O be eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O my spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 4; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;   &lt;td style="border-right: solid windowtext 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-right-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ananta taan anantavaagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Aagutihane nityayogi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ananta neen anantavaagu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu, aagu, aagu, aagu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O nanna chetana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Aagu nee   aniketana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border: none; mso-border-left-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; padding: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; width: 231.05pt;" valign="top" width="308"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;The eternal always remains eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;A yogi becomes eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;You are eternal, be always eternal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Be, be, be, be eternal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;O my spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;Transcend all boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my daughter’s school song and when I read it in her diary it was indeed an awakening for me.&amp;nbsp; As a kid at school I read Kuvempu poems but now I see the true greatness of the poet. Learn more about Kuvempu here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuvempu"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuvempu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7734659968835515752?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7734659968835515752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7734659968835515752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7734659968835515752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7734659968835515752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-my-spirit-transcend-all-boundaries.html' title='O my spirit, Transcend all boundaries!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v_eUYllQNVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-289979078884299499</id><published>2011-03-29T14:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:54:03.567+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Have you tried living life by gratitude, every second filled with thankfulness. &amp;nbsp;It’s a new realm that is devoid of turbulence, anxiety, resentment and reprisal. The being is full of love, the world belongs to me and I belong to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is gratitude? &amp;nbsp;A simple "thank you" to our existence, to the beautiful life we have and the awesome human beings we meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few days back I got pretty irritated after an online chat with a friend. She always has this overbearing attitude and trying to be very coaching in her manner. I was thinking of actually blocking her from my chat, just to save myself from getting peeved when I have to interact with her. I reflected over my reaction and was thinking of how bugging she can get. I thought though she isn’t so bad after all and reckoned the numerous ways she has helped me and been such a wonderful friend.&amp;nbsp; I softened and felt no anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I introduced this approach with any person I connected with, even more when I got upset or angry after the interaction. Everybody had something they had given me in life, every single soul I met felt so lovable&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The little things in life that we take for granted, the family and friends who are always there are never in our radar of gratefulness. &amp;nbsp;Ingratitude is the penalty we pay that results out of ignorance and a single focus on our individual advancements. We miss on the miraculous life and joyful relationships that can make our world beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Practice gratitude and reach out to more. Get abundance within your space and expand your universe to the limitless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-289979078884299499?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/289979078884299499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=289979078884299499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/289979078884299499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/289979078884299499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/03/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3546139753119115637</id><published>2011-03-23T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:01:16.424+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Passion at Work</title><content type='html'>Martin Luther King Jr.,, once said "If a man is called to be a street-sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street-sweeper who did his job well.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we love our job? Do we even like it? Or do we find our work about as interesting as spending eight hours a day watching paint dry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us feel happy that its Monday? Do you look forward to Monday morning? Are you raring to go back to work? Or are you a TGIF (Thank God it's Friday) kind of person who can't wait to get away from the job for a couple of days? You spend at least 8-9 hours a day at the job. That is almost 25-30% of your week. If you are a TGIF person you are missing something really important in your work life - passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, many people don't enjoy their work. What's worse is that they have no expectation that they should. Work is often seen as the means to an end. Work your job, so you can pay your bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being passionate about your job is more than the old adage "do what you love". It's looking forward to going to work. It's time flying by when you're there. It's working past quitting time, not because you're swamped with work, but because you were so intent you didn't notice the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one get passionate about their job:&lt;br /&gt;1. Putting passion in work: The trick is not just to feel passionately about your job, but to act passionately too. If you act passionately, you won't sit passively through another boring meeting. You can't. You will share that passion with the others in the meeting. Your energy can lift all of them. Even if it doesn't, you will feel better knowing you are doing something to advance the cause in which you believe passionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be innovative: To be so involved with your work that once you have determined your goal, be prepared to try different approaches. The method of choice is the method, which will work best, not necessarily the usual method. If the common sense approach does not work, invent a new one. Be adapting and modifying whatever is at hand to solve the problem and to achieve the objective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Self driven and motivated: Its not necessary that we need the organizational environment or the boss’ attitude to drive us or put us down. A person passionate at job can be consistent in his job by his own drive and when situations are bad he continues to work with the same vigor or maybe more. There is no need to search for means of motivation, the work itself is a cause to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sharpen the axe: Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter asks for a job from a timber merchant, and he got it. The pay was really good and so were the work conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.&lt;br /&gt;His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work.&lt;br /&gt;The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees down.&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations," the boss said. "Go on that way!"&lt;br /&gt;Very motivated by the boss’ words, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he only could bring down 5 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but he only could bring down 10 trees. Day after day he was bringing down less and less trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;"When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get optimal results we need to sharpen our skills consistently. Being adept at our job can help us achieve our targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize the points as to how we can be passionate at our job:&lt;br /&gt;First: Putting passion at work, don’t just feel passionate about your job– act passionately too&lt;br /&gt;Second: Be innovative, Try new and different approaches&lt;br /&gt;Third: Be self driven and motivated: You don’t need to depend on external sources for motivation&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: Sharpen the axe - Keep sharpening your skills more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. Don't waste your life waiting for the weekends. Find something that ignites your passion and go for it. In the words of author H. Jackson Browne, "Find a job you like and you add five days to every week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I had written this article in 2004 on www.selfgrowth.com/articles/Sharma4.html. Started blogging in 2005 else this article would have been part of my blog then, taking this opportunity now to add it to my blog :) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3546139753119115637?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3546139753119115637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3546139753119115637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3546139753119115637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3546139753119115637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/03/passion-at-work.html' title='Passion at Work'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3885575576742963210</id><published>2011-03-22T14:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:25:24.875+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Sachin Tendulkar - Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;With the World Cup this year, followed by IPL and T20 world cup all I can think of is "Sachin" :) A collection of Sachin quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"I want my son to become Sachin Tendulkar." -Brian Lara(WI)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;''We did not lose to a  team called India, we lost to a man called Sachin'' - Mark Taylor (Aus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;'Nothing  bad can happen to us if we were on a plane in India with Sachin Tendulkar on  it.''-Hashim Amla (SA)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;''He can play that leg glance with a walking stick  also.-Waqar Younis(Pak)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;''There are two kind of batsman in the world. 1 Sachin  Tendulkar and 2. all the others .-Andy Flower (ZIM)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;"I have seen God. He bats at  no.4 for India in tests.-Matthew Hayden (AUS.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: inherit;"&gt;"I see myself when I see Sachin batting.-Don Bradman(AUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do your crime when Sachin is batting, bcos even God is busy watching his batting. -Australian Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama - "I don't know about cricket but still I watch cricket to see Sachin play..Not b'coz I love his play&amp;nbsp;its b'coz I want to know the reason why my country's production goes down by 5 percent when he's in batting"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3885575576742963210?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3885575576742963210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3885575576742963210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3885575576742963210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3885575576742963210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/03/sachin-tendulkar-quotes.html' title='Sachin Tendulkar - Quotes'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2245978865393362977</id><published>2011-03-08T08:44:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:26:27.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Love and Lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Column by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sri Sri Ravishankar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sree_artofliving/message/7513;_ylc=X3oDMTJyMjg2Z2w2BF9TAzk3MzU5NzE1BGdycElkAzE4NTk5NTg4BGdycHNwSWQDMTcwNTA3NzA3NgRtc2dJZAM3NTEzBHNlYwNkbXNnBHNsawN2bXNnBHN0aW1lAzEyOTkwNTQ2MzU-" name="12e8565e075f113c_1" style="color: #24466b;" target="_blank" title="blocked::http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sree_artofliving/message/7513;_ylc=X3oDMTJyMjg2Z2w2BF9TAzk3MzU5NzE1BGdycElkAzE4NTk5NTg4BGdycHNwSWQDMTcwNTA3NzA3NgRtc2dJZAM3NTEzBHNlYwNkbXNnBHNsawN2bXNnBHN0aW1lAzEyOTkwNTQ2MzU-"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Doubt cannot come where there is a sense of closeness. Doubt needs a&amp;nbsp;distance to appear. You never doubt something that is dear to you, close&amp;nbsp;to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;even an object gains life. Stones speak to you,&amp;nbsp;trees speak to you, the sun, the moon&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the whole creation becomes&amp;nbsp;alive, Divine. In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;even a living being becomes a mere object. You&amp;nbsp;want to use even people like objects. Here are some salient attributes&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;. They are so different yet so close! If you find more&lt;br /&gt;you may add to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;brings tension. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;brings relaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;focuses on the part. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;focuses on the whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;brings violence. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;brings sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;you want to grab&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;you want to give&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;possess. surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;says all I want you to have ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;says I want you to have&amp;nbsp;is what I want. what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;there is effort. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is effortless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;causes feverishness&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;causes longing&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;frustration. pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;imprisons&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;destroys. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;liberates&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;sets you free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;demands. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;commands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;gets you mixed up&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ In&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;you are focused&amp;nbsp;confused.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;spaced out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is only dark&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;monotonous. ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;has many modes&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If&amp;nbsp;someone's&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is interrupted they get angry&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;start hating. Hatred&amp;nbsp;in the world today is not out of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, it is out of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;playfulness&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;there is cunningness&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;manipulation. Shiva,&amp;nbsp;the embodiment of innocence&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;was meditating. His meditation was&amp;nbsp;disturbed by an arrow of flowers from the lord of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;. As soon as Shiva&amp;nbsp;woke up he opened his third eye&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;the lord of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt;, Manmatha (one who&amp;nbsp;churns the mind) was reduced to ashes. Everybody celebrated by throwing&amp;nbsp;colors on each other realising that life is full of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;play many roles in our life. If all the roles get mixed up it becomes&amp;nbsp;dark, like when you mix all the colours. The wise play each role&amp;nbsp;distinctively side by side, like colors displayed side by side form a&amp;nbsp;rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Jai Gurudev!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2245978865393362977?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2245978865393362977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2245978865393362977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2245978865393362977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2245978865393362977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-and-lust.html' title='Love and Lust'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7408576220039280982</id><published>2011-02-26T08:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:26:11.886+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Insights Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insights Of Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1e66ae;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Sri Sri Ravishankar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is your nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of its expression, you often get caught up in the object. This is when your sight is caught outside. To return back to your nature, you need insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is the first insight.&lt;br /&gt;It takes you away from the object and turns you towards your body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy is the second insight.&lt;br /&gt;A bolt of energy brings you back to your Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine Love is the third insight.&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of Divine love makes you so complete and over rules all the relative pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trance is the fourth insight.&lt;br /&gt;An elevation of consciousness and partial awareness of the physical reality around is Trance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-dual existence, that all is made up of one and only one, is the fifth insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love glows, it is bliss,&lt;br /&gt;When it flows, it is compassion,&lt;br /&gt;When it blows, it is anger,&lt;br /&gt;When it ferments, it is jealously,&lt;br /&gt;When it is all Nos, it is hatred,&lt;br /&gt;When it acts, it is perfection,&lt;br /&gt;When love Knows, it is ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7408576220039280982?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7408576220039280982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7408576220039280982&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7408576220039280982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7408576220039280982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/02/insights-of-love.html' title='Insights Of Love'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6667639192347590355</id><published>2011-02-16T09:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:48:03.712+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Desire and Duties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Desire gives us pain whatever the desire maybe. The freedom is when we are desire free. Its strength, its power and it happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire should not be confused with a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_goal_is_not_the_same_as_a_desire-and_this_is_an/225960.html" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;A goal is not the same as a desire, and this is an important distinction to make. You can have a desire you don't intend to act on. But you can't have a goal you don't intend to act on.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-Tom Morris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are troubled, I tell them to let go of desires and concentrate on your duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats my duty? I ask myself this question and life is simplified, focussed and responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/our_duty-as_men_and_women-is_to_proceed_as_if/218587.html" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Our&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;duty&lt;/b&gt;, as men and women, is to proceed as if limits to our ability did not exist. We are collaborators in creation.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Teilhard de Chardin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6667639192347590355?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6667639192347590355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6667639192347590355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6667639192347590355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6667639192347590355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/02/desire-and-duties.html' title='Desire and Duties'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2279443946541250974</id><published>2011-02-15T18:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:08:57.617+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Immigrant Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I have been a different Indian from childhood, mostly influenced by my parents I guess. As a child I saw neighbors, Dad's colleagues and friends fight out at the work place to have a trip to "abroad". He would never be part of that race. If it was work he would go and if there were people fighting in the fray he would let them go and just focus on his work. All he cared was to excel in work. He loved to travel but not the kind of "craze for abroad" people had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to see it in my work place, I too had a similar attitude, it was so natural. Also I have deep sense of awareness and&amp;nbsp;spiritual&amp;nbsp;inclination imbibed from my parents. I do love the fact that travel opens up a different&amp;nbsp;dimension&amp;nbsp;in us and we look forward to it but the craze of going "onsite" as it is in the IT field, was never in me. I focussed on work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my husband who was such, he studied in the US and came back because he wanted to be back in the country. He travels a lot as his work makes him do so....goes too all places around the world but India is home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US was always the top in the list people would want to go. I did&amp;nbsp;travel many times due to work and happened go to Japan and the experience is unforgettable but very few Indians would want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered why people had this ambitious need to go out of country, more to prove&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;to their friends or relatives or themselves. I would want to go to know another place, to meet people and have a good time. Thought through the years I understand that most of the Indians are wired to be so, and I have not understood exactly why but accepted that its part of the game here. And if I see that it has helped the country in many ways too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an appointment at the passport office for my daughter's passport application. When we were&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;the process which took an hour and bit, I asked her "Which is the first country you would want to travel?" To which she answers "America" I was in a dizzy for a moment. I asked her&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;you think of another country like Japan. She is a 6.5 yrs smart, diplomatic kid and immediately told "yes its Japan" but I began to wonder "maybe its there somewhere in the blood, the genes...the US thing" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2279443946541250974?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2279443946541250974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2279443946541250974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2279443946541250974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2279443946541250974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/02/immigrant-indian.html' title='Immigrant Indian'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-546741012194875244</id><published>2011-02-03T11:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:34:19.363+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Change the vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;There was a millionaire who was bothered by severe eye pain. He consulted a galaxy of Medical experts; he consumed heavy loads of drugs and underwent hundreds of injections. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;But the ache persisted with greater vigor than before. At last a monk who has supposed to be an expert in treating such patients was called for by the millionaire. The monk understood his problem &amp;nbsp;and said that for sometime he should concentrate only on green colors &amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp;not allow &amp;nbsp;his eyes to fall on any other colors. The millionaire got together a group of painters and purchased barrels of green color and directed that every object his eye was likely to fall on was to be painted in green color just as the monk had directed. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;When &amp;nbsp; the &amp;nbsp; monk came to visit him after a few days, the &amp;nbsp;Millionaire's &amp;nbsp;servants ran to him with buckets of green paint and poured it on him since he was wearing red. They were eager to prevent their master from seeing any other color lest his eye ache came back. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;Hearing &amp;nbsp;this the &amp;nbsp;monk &amp;nbsp;laughed and &amp;nbsp;said 'If only you had purchased a pair of green spectacles, worth &amp;nbsp;just &amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;few rupees, you could have saved these walls and trees and pots and all other &amp;nbsp;articles and also could have saved a large share of his fortune. You cannot paint the &amp;nbsp;world green.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;Let us change our vision and the world will appear accordingly. Instead of trying to shape the world, let us shape ourselves first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-546741012194875244?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/546741012194875244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=546741012194875244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/546741012194875244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/546741012194875244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2011/02/change-vision.html' title='Change the vision'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7232406997360793175</id><published>2010-11-27T08:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-28T07:12:19.576+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>करपूर गौरम</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;करपूर गौरम&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;करुणा&amp;nbsp;अवतारं&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;संसार&amp;nbsp;सारं&amp;nbsp;भुजगेन्द्र&amp;nbsp;हारं&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;सदा&amp;nbsp;वसंतम&amp;nbsp;हृदयारविन्दे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;भवं&amp;nbsp;भवानी&amp;nbsp;सहितं&amp;nbsp;नमामि&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px;"&gt;Listen it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAA2LMhXons?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAA2LMhXons?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karpur Gauram Karunaa Avataaram,&lt;br /&gt;Sansaar Saaram Bhujgendra Haaram,&lt;br /&gt;Sadaa Vasantam Hridayaarvinde,&lt;br /&gt;Bhavam Bhavaani Sahitam Namami&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;Meaning: I bow to that camphor-hued, white complexioned (Lord Shiva), who is Incarnation of compassion, who is the very essence of (consciousness; the knowing principle) of life (of the embodied soul); Who wears snakes as garlands, whose eternal abode is in the heart of the devotee, I bow to Him (Lord Shiva) and His consort Bhavani (Uma or Paarvati). Karpur (camphor-hued); Gauram (white); Karunaa (compassion); Avataaram (incarnation); Sansaar (life of the embodied soul); Saaram (essence, the knowing principle or consciousness); Bhujagendra (wearer of snakes or who wields theSerpent power of Kundalini Shakti); Haaram (garlands); Sadaa (eternal); Vasantam (resides); Hridayaarvinde (in the heart of the devotee);Bhavam (Lord Shiva); Bhavaani (Uma or Paarvati); Sahitam (together); Namaami (I bow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.8; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: 300; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300;"&gt;O lord, the tasks of this day, who burden I placed on you this morning, are over. It was you who made me walk, talk, think and act. I therefore place at your feet all my thoughts, words and deeds. My task is done. Receive me; I am coming back to you. Please repair my body and prepare me nicely for my next days journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7232406997360793175?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7232406997360793175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7232406997360793175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7232406997360793175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7232406997360793175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='करपूर गौरम'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5982689842724797419</id><published>2010-11-21T22:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:34:13.961+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Goes Away...</title><content type='html'>Yes, the feeling goes away&lt;br /&gt;And so we would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me is still writing...........]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5982689842724797419?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5982689842724797419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5982689842724797419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5982689842724797419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5982689842724797419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/11/goes-away.html' title='Goes Away...'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7938601747868426040</id><published>2010-11-12T13:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:27:24.784+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Is being Selfish Good?</title><content type='html'>To protect one's interests is primary and natural in all human beings. Is being selfish the only way? or being selfless is wiser? Who is more evolved a selfish or selfless being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, my career, my garden and my dog ....my my my and me me me me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you meet some people, haven't you observed they cant stop talking about themselves. It can get very irritating and also one cannot connect with&amp;nbsp;someone&amp;nbsp;who is not interested in the other human...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me the weak and the fearful are selfish. They are the people one needs to feel sympathy for rather than get angry with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brave and the fearless are selfless. They can take risks and pains to help another. They can think beyond themselves, and leave behind the me &amp;amp; myself saga :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7938601747868426040?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7938601747868426040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7938601747868426040&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7938601747868426040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7938601747868426040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-being-selfish-good.html' title='Is being Selfish Good?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1527547892729452639</id><published>2010-10-28T18:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-29T14:45:30.815+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Boy met Girl</title><content type='html'>My daughter's friend left this note for her. She told we discussed yesterday and to pass this on to her. My daughter is asleep and I read it, you will love it too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;One day a Boy was driving a car. Then a girl dashed his car and she told can't you see. Then the girl went to a good witch and the witch did the magic spell on it and the boy went to another witch and he also did the same thing. The next day the boy again was driving then the girl again dashed the boy's car. The girl told the boy that at the noon meet me at the coffee shop then they lived happily after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter woke up, I showed her the note to her. She told this is a script for a puppet show and that she created the story and her friend was the scribe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1527547892729452639?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1527547892729452639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1527547892729452639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1527547892729452639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1527547892729452639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/10/boy-met-girl.html' title='Boy met Girl'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7793521090320294732</id><published>2010-10-21T17:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:31:27.315+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Falling out of love...</title><content type='html'>A friend got married very recently, I was glad that it happened eventually after a long wait. Lately though he has been seeking advice from me about a marital issue, I told him to meet a&amp;nbsp;counselor. Learnt from experiences to keep away from trouble though I so want to help, I resist the temptation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He checked with me another day and well I gave in. He is sad that he has fallen out of love with his spouse and is confused how it could happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't answer it for a while and then gave some of my thoughts over it, the chat script as is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love is not just about the initial attraction as most of us think it is..bcos  the high levels of energy confuses us..the dizziness of falling in love makes us  feel and want only that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but love is about the different phases...just sitting  around doing nothing..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and u know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;also falling out of love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is part of being in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just a phase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bcos in marriage its abt falling in love with the same  person again and again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;its fun actually &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #005fff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so just accept it that its fine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;how u feel now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just normal hai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #005fff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7793521090320294732?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7793521090320294732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7793521090320294732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7793521090320294732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7793521090320294732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/10/falling-out-of-love.html' title='Falling out of love...'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-929104740421565448</id><published>2010-10-10T09:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-10T09:11:17.521+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Forgetting what we owe another?</title><content type='html'>Isn't it so common that people forget that they owed money to another? Its not about the money as such, what I find odd is how less aware and evolved some humans are. I wouldn't want to spend more than my basic needs if I had to give back money to someone and all my plans would be to save it up to be able to&amp;nbsp;return&amp;nbsp;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it strange that people are buying gadgets, spending on travels, eating out at expensive places and no thought about what they have done with another's money. And I want to reiterate that its not about the money, but it does feel weird that people can lead comfortable and happy lives without keeping to their word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to label people and call someone a cheat or a liar because people are different and that doesn't make them evil for behaving differently. Just a little perplexed that I wouldn't behave so in a similar situation and I guess thats the root of all pain, we want the others to be like &amp;nbsp;us to be called good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping emotions aside, at a logical level I am totally letting go of the hate and "feeling bad". My life has bigger purpose and better focus than to chase someone for my money :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-929104740421565448?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/929104740421565448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=929104740421565448&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/929104740421565448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/929104740421565448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/10/forgetting-what-we-owe-another.html' title='Forgetting what we owe another?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7060064670712868887</id><published>2010-09-21T10:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:42:52.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Happy Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 17px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7060064670712868887?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coachingtohappiness.com/happy-life-quotes.html' title='Happy Life!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7060064670712868887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7060064670712868887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7060064670712868887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7060064670712868887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-life.html' title='Happy Life!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3579745409406166477</id><published>2010-09-06T19:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:37:40.813+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>मधुशाला</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;My fav lines in Madhushala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;मदिरालय जाने को घर से चलता है पीनेवाला,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'किस पथ से जाऊँ?' असमंजस में है वह भोलाभाला,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;अलग-अलग पथ बतलाते सब पर मैं यह बतलाता हूँ -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'राह पकड़ तू एक चला चल, पा जाएगा मधुशाला।।&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3579745409406166477?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3579745409406166477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3579745409406166477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3579745409406166477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3579745409406166477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_06.html' title='मधुशाला'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6512351214440789875</id><published>2010-08-29T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-29T13:03:07.042+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Be or Become?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #1f94bf; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 21px; line-height: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;All the Buddhas of all the ages have been telling you a very simple fact: Be - don't try to become. Within these two words, be and becoming, your whole life is contained. Being is enlightenment, becoming is ignorance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6512351214440789875?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6512351214440789875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6512351214440789875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6512351214440789875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6512351214440789875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-or-become.html' title='Be or Become?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3830529653051170467</id><published>2010-08-26T22:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:37:15.305+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Gift</title><content type='html'>A gift is pure when it is given from the heart to the right person at the right time and at the right place, and when we expect nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Bhagavad Gita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3830529653051170467?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3830529653051170467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3830529653051170467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3830529653051170467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3830529653051170467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/08/gift.html' title='Gift'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8692912659008855790</id><published>2010-08-19T10:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:31:43.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>And you know that its no fantasy</title><content type='html'>Draped in the warm blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Lying bare on the green grass&lt;br /&gt;snugged in a pillow of clouds&lt;br /&gt;does she ever need to cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching, she touches the sea&lt;br /&gt;And you know its no fantasy&lt;br /&gt;The water is pristine and cool&lt;br /&gt;And you know that she no fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In leisure she flies with a free spirit&lt;br /&gt;Strong and smooth are her wings&lt;br /&gt;And she is so proud of her fins&lt;br /&gt;She swims with love in the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know that its no fantasy&lt;br /&gt;And you know that she no fool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8692912659008855790?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8692912659008855790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8692912659008855790&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8692912659008855790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8692912659008855790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-you-know-that-its-no-fantasy.html' title='And you know that its no fantasy'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7059838538559886638</id><published>2010-08-05T09:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:48:11.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Temple</title><content type='html'>I see this small temple in the crowded market area and I quickly bow my head every morning sitting in my car on the way to work. I usually read a book, currently reading the "Mystic&amp;nbsp;Masseur" and yesterday I missed the temple as I was so engrossed in the story of "Ganesh" in the book. Today I made it a point not to miss the temple. It gives me a good feel and a motivating start to the day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint a very religious person. I dont pray to God because I fear him and neither do poojas so that I can please him. My style is more spiritual, its about the experience. When I see the temple, the sound of bhajans, the ringing of temple bells, the decorated God/Goddesses, the lighted lamps and the bright flowers, I am in a spiritual experience for a few seconds. Reminds me of the teacher at AOL (Art of Living) course mentioning Sri Ravishankar's words that these are ways to bring us to the present moment. Further makes me think of Sadhguru's saying at Isha that even a few moments of living in the present moment in our entire life time is being enlightened. We so cant live in the present moment, our mind perpetually living in the past or the future..The places of worship brings us to this present moment if we let that awareness be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not miss the now..thats all we have !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7059838538559886638?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7059838538559886638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7059838538559886638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7059838538559886638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7059838538559886638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/08/temple.html' title='The Temple'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4158239626904645657</id><published>2010-07-31T12:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:36:04.038+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>SCARS OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;Some years ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;on a hot summer day&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;in South Florida ,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;a little boy decided to go&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;In a hurry to dive into&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;the cool water,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;He flew into the water,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.&amp;nbsp;His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer and closer together.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;In utter fear,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;he ran toward the water,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;yelling to his son as loudly&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;as he could.&amp;nbsp;Hearing his voice,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;to swim to his father.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt; It was too late.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the dock,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;the father grabbed his little boy by the arms&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;just as the alligator&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;snatched his legs..&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;That began an incredible&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;tug-of-war between the two.. The alligator was much stronger than the father,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;but the father was much&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;too passionate to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;raced from his truck,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;took aim and shot the alligator.&amp;nbsp;Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;the little boy survived.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;of the animal.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;And, on his arms,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;were deep scratches&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;to hang on to the son he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper reporter&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;who interviewed the boy&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;after the trauma,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;asked if he would&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;show him his scars.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;'But look at my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;I have great scars&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;on my arms, too..&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;I have them because&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;my Dad wouldn't let go.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I can identify&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;with that little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;We have scars, too.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;No, not from an alligator,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;are unsightly and have&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;caused us deep regret.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, some wounds,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;are because God has refused&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;In the midst of your struggle, He's been there&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #a11f12; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;holding on to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a11f12;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Courtesy: Email Forward from a friend]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4158239626904645657?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4158239626904645657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4158239626904645657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4158239626904645657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4158239626904645657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/scars-of-life.html' title='SCARS OF LIFE'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2124320813350015727</id><published>2010-07-26T09:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-26T10:12:51.754+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Purge and Create</title><content type='html'>To be able to experience the joy of surprises in life one needs to let it happen. Last week was filled with sweet friends, love and beautiful surprises. Great mix of friends from the past, present and brand new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/TE0RnR55FfI/AAAAAAAAE_o/TFfeMizAYMI/s1600/for+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/TE0RnR55FfI/AAAAAAAAE_o/TFfeMizAYMI/s320/for+blog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through a purging process as my good old friend calls my style when I am in an exit mode. Though it was time to&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;that the cleaning had been done and something new had to be created. Creation of love, hope and unbound joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the magic this group created and the healing process I went through, my work had some achievements and success stories happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next posts would be on the rising of my spirit :D and spiritual discoveries :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2124320813350015727?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2124320813350015727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2124320813350015727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2124320813350015727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2124320813350015727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/purge-and-create.html' title='Purge and Create'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/TE0RnR55FfI/AAAAAAAAE_o/TFfeMizAYMI/s72-c/for+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-206859283696140172</id><published>2010-07-20T08:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:41:31.328+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Good friends are angels</title><content type='html'>There are people who come into lives who cant think beyond their own happiness but an intense person I am I need to do a good job to ensure that my&amp;nbsp;friends&amp;nbsp;get as much from life. Many though&amp;nbsp;aren't&amp;nbsp;mature enough to understand that life is more than sticking to their ego issues and self&amp;nbsp;centered&amp;nbsp;behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that as the background there are some special people who come into our lives, who are angels :) Who can see a tear even from geographical distances!! Who reach out an say "Whats the matter". Who can counsel and bring back sanity and cheer back into our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated these special people in my life. Thanks a bunch!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-206859283696140172?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/206859283696140172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=206859283696140172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/206859283696140172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/206859283696140172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-friends-are-angels.html' title='Good friends are angels'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4607423148635740876</id><published>2010-07-16T17:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:41:23.285+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Sorrow &amp; Suffering</title><content type='html'>When suffering enters life, its resisted but sorrow is as much a part of life as is happiness. Accepting it can make life joyous! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there Sorrow? Is suffering because one has sinned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some excerpts from the book "Beyond Sorrow" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Suffering is not God's will. Suffering is not punishment for morally wrong actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Suffering is caused by misunderstanding the nature of the world in which one lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;The very nature of&amp;nbsp;worldly&amp;nbsp;existence - of the seasons, of evolution, of birth and death - is change. One's environment changes, one's body changes. The amount of suffering we experience is our individual, albeit unconscious, choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;To the extent we expect&amp;nbsp;permanence&amp;nbsp;from an impermanent creation, we suffer. To the extent we search for permanent joy, in permanent truth we discover joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;The creation is by nature temporal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;If one attaches oneself to something, sorrow will necessarily arise when that thing changes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Experiences of sorrow can be profound aids to a seeker of truth, for such experiences convince the seeker, as no intellectual discussion could, of the&amp;nbsp;transience&amp;nbsp;of the world. Suffering should not be denied or disparaged; it is the only mechanism nature provides to hint that true bliss cannot lie in an external world. Sorrow can be the greatest teacher, for it points the way inwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Thus, the root cause for suffering is ignorance of the unchanging reality, the source of bliss. In this ignorance one searches for happiness where happiness can never exist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Attachments develop and the disappointment that follows generates terrible sorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;The solution rests, therefore, in gaining the knowledge of the real and permanent source of joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4607423148635740876?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4607423148635740876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4607423148635740876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4607423148635740876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4607423148635740876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorrow-suffering.html' title='Sorrow &amp; Suffering'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2085712196977589130</id><published>2010-07-06T15:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:40:31.155+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Cold Love....</title><content type='html'>Cold, distant and frozen&lt;br /&gt;Away in another world&lt;br /&gt;You never gave warmth&lt;br /&gt;Death had become you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lied and you cried&lt;br /&gt;Never spoke of true love&lt;br /&gt;I kept the fire alight&lt;br /&gt;So that you dont die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detached and with plans&lt;br /&gt;The future is yours&lt;br /&gt;Selfish are your ways&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel no form of remorse&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss any of those&lt;br /&gt;Saddened that I wasted time&lt;br /&gt;on a human without a heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2085712196977589130?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2085712196977589130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2085712196977589130&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2085712196977589130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2085712196977589130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/cold-love.html' title='Cold Love....'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4900142971162530596</id><published>2010-04-04T21:57:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:00:45.230+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Don't come back</title><content type='html'>You dont need to come back here&lt;br /&gt;As I have not been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Go on, go on touch the horizons&lt;br /&gt;I was the beginning of the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies or trust have no existence&lt;br /&gt;When the heart means to love&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back and go away&lt;br /&gt;Leave all the emotions behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright sun wont burn me&lt;br /&gt;Who ever got killed by winters&lt;br /&gt;Your going will never pain me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away n don't come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4900142971162530596?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4900142971162530596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4900142971162530596&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4900142971162530596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4900142971162530596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-come-back.html' title='Don&apos;t come back'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8163491632056146563</id><published>2010-03-25T18:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:53:55.205+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>ये हौसला कैसे झुके</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTYseb7iyIs"&gt;Click here to listen to the song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ये हौसला कैसे झुके &lt;br /&gt;ये आरज़ू कैसे रुके - 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मंजिल मुश्किल तो क्या &lt;br /&gt;धुन्दला साहिल तो क्या &lt;br /&gt;तनहा ये दिल तो क्या &lt;br /&gt;हो हो &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;राह पे कांटे बिखरे अगर &lt;br /&gt;उसपे तो फिर भी चलना ही है &lt;br /&gt;शाम छुपाले सूरज मगर &lt;br /&gt;रात को इक दिन ढलना ही है &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;रुत यें टल जाएगी &lt;br /&gt;हिम्मत रंग लाएगी &lt;br /&gt;सुबह फिर आएगी &lt;br /&gt;हो हो &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ये हौसला कैसे झुके &lt;br /&gt;ये आरज़ू कैसे रुके - 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;होगी हमें तो रहमत अदा &lt;br /&gt;धुप कटेगी साए टले&lt;br /&gt;अपनी खुदा से है ये दुआ &lt;br /&gt;मंजिल लगाले हमको गले&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जुर्रत सो बार रहे &lt;br /&gt;ऊँचा इकरार रहे &lt;br /&gt;जिंदा हर प्यार रहे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 29px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;हो हो &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ये हौसला कैसे झुके &lt;br /&gt;ये आरज़ू कैसे रुके &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;- 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8163491632056146563?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8163491632056146563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8163491632056146563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8163491632056146563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8163491632056146563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='ये हौसला कैसे झुके'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6475028638580585852</id><published>2010-03-22T13:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:06:55.622+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Taking a Stand</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I was at my daughter's school at 11:30am guided by the circular that wanted the parents to be there to order school photographs. When I went there it was chaos at its best, fish market!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being urban we have kinda lost the rushing in crowds thing but yes we have braced through it in childhood and when the need arises, I can be at my best :) So I was there fighting my way to the beginning of the crowd, near the table, about to order my photographs and a teacher from the school checks with the photographer guy as to why there is so much commotion and he should stop activities and organize things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he was trying to figure how to deal with the mess he created. There was a lady from the parents group, who was outraged, raised her hands calling out loudly to all parents to talk to the&amp;nbsp;Principal and to deal with the situation. She went to the reception and created the required noise. Many parents joined in, including me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our demands were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is it not organised? The Prinicipal says we dont get involved. We felt they should and not let the photographer create the mess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why should we order class photographs, they can be sent through the student? The Prinicipal agreed to do so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the annual day photographs we suggested put in on a site, we pick up the number and send it on email for order. The Principal was not sure how to take this ahead but they finally decided to have it done class wise rather than Nursery to&amp;nbsp;Twelfth classes parents called at one time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As all this was being discussed and agreed upon. Some parents went to the photographer's assistant and were busy giving orders till it was stopped by us complaining to the admin guy (who was told by the&amp;nbsp;Principal&amp;nbsp;to correct the situation).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;at the selfishness of these parents who were all fine with the chaotic situation so that they can just get done with it and also taking advantage that most of the parents were there&amp;nbsp;discussing&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;Principal, what a selfish attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in all praise of the lady who stood as a leader to drive the parents to form a group and take on this issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember "Take a Stand" if not "Take a stand to support" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6475028638580585852?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6475028638580585852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6475028638580585852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6475028638580585852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6475028638580585852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-stand.html' title='Taking a Stand'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4941181745786914511</id><published>2010-03-08T23:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:19:24.163+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Its now!</title><content type='html'>I had been so hurt, that I don't want to let go of the feeling. How could I? I am so a part of my misery that I&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;want it to be all by itself and not be identified as "My Pain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past thats gone, yeah very recent, but it&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;exist. I decide I need to drop it. I call and say "I love you". Lets meet and have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile lingers!! The dreams are there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious about the future! Oh you are going away...? and I will miss the sublime sweetness life has gifted me. I may lose you forever. Holding you tight and close, its the fear of a painful tomorrow. God, close to my ears, whispers: "Aren't you missing the now? and remember I have a beautiful future for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The now! Vast, forever, deep, loving and bright....very bright..the now is real. I don't need to live in the past or the future.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4941181745786914511?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4941181745786914511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4941181745786914511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4941181745786914511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4941181745786914511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-now.html' title='Its now!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8184576920116971964</id><published>2010-03-02T19:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:27:06.794+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Be quick to express</title><content type='html'>Today I called hubby and told him "Iam sorry" for the altercations I had with him on silly issues. Well marital life is about that :) I felt so good to express it so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sent a mail to an old friend who had been kind to me years back when I was in need of help. Its been 4 years but I thought its never to late to express gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be quick to express, say "I am sorry" and "Thank you" as soon as you can :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8184576920116971964?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8184576920116971964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8184576920116971964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8184576920116971964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8184576920116971964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-quick-to-express.html' title='Be quick to express'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8193377379252984446</id><published>2010-03-01T12:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:32:06.531+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Breaking Away</title><content type='html'>Its hard on me to let go&lt;br /&gt;tho its hard to stay here&lt;br /&gt;for this world is yours&lt;br /&gt;the rules please you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly so high&lt;br /&gt;away from the shackles&lt;br /&gt;thats set to tame my spirit&lt;br /&gt;but the bird will soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am breaking away&lt;br /&gt;my heart needs love&lt;br /&gt;you can keep the world&lt;br /&gt;and the chains you adore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8193377379252984446?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8193377379252984446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8193377379252984446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8193377379252984446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8193377379252984446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/03/breaking-away.html' title='Breaking Away'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1001493443745098210</id><published>2010-02-16T01:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:33:19.695+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>You know its not love</title><content type='html'>Why search for love?&lt;br /&gt;If you know it not&lt;br /&gt;Who is there to find?&lt;br /&gt;you'll lose all you got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swirl &amp;amp; twirl to music&lt;br /&gt;unknown &amp;amp; soft words&lt;br /&gt;kiss &amp;amp; dance the&amp;nbsp;night&lt;br /&gt;are you drunk on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so warm is the body&lt;br /&gt;for the soul sees death&lt;br /&gt;give me more time&lt;br /&gt;to leave my heart here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its not love&lt;br /&gt;my pain survives you&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;paves a path for me &amp;amp; you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1001493443745098210?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1001493443745098210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1001493443745098210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1001493443745098210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1001493443745098210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-its-not-love.html' title='You know its not love'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8192824838982551560</id><published>2010-01-19T13:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:33:56.060+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>मोहब्बत का पैगाम</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;हम&amp;nbsp;फ़र्ज़&amp;nbsp;अदा&amp;nbsp;करते&amp;nbsp;हैं&amp;nbsp;दिल&amp;nbsp;तोड़ने&amp;nbsp;का&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;वो&amp;nbsp;सोचते&amp;nbsp;है&amp;nbsp;कि&amp;nbsp;हम उन्हें&amp;nbsp;भूल&amp;nbsp;गए&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;मगर&amp;nbsp;वोह&amp;nbsp;हमारे&amp;nbsp;हर&amp;nbsp;सांस&amp;nbsp;में&amp;nbsp;है&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;खुदा&amp;nbsp;जाने&amp;nbsp;यें&amp;nbsp;कैसी&amp;nbsp;मोहब्बत&amp;nbsp;है&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3e4415; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8192824838982551560?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8192824838982551560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8192824838982551560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8192824838982551560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8192824838982551560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='मोहब्बत का पैगाम'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1557727991465160400</id><published>2010-01-15T00:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:31:59.655+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Empty Soul</title><content type='html'>hand in hand v go&lt;br /&gt;and my heart smiles&lt;br /&gt;the wind hits us so&lt;br /&gt;and it takes u away&lt;br /&gt;i look at you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying each day&lt;br /&gt;empty is the soul&lt;br /&gt;the body so heavy&lt;br /&gt;drag it with pain&lt;br /&gt;life got no goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black &amp;amp; dark skies&lt;br /&gt;its about to rain&lt;br /&gt;in a flash I learn&lt;br /&gt;I blamed d wind when&lt;br /&gt;it was but the stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1557727991465160400?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1557727991465160400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1557727991465160400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1557727991465160400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1557727991465160400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2010/01/empty-soul.html' title='Empty Soul'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3973680351608553695</id><published>2009-12-20T16:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:43:34.092+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Excited about 2010</title><content type='html'>Every year is leading to another and each as important. First half of 2009 went in recovering from a surgery in Dec 2008 and when I was back in action around June 2009, the ball was rolling boy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were challenges in business in terms of partners but I know I learnt a lot and dealt with the issues good. I then met up with new partners a few weeks back and I must say business has just grown after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I enjoyed trips to Gurgaon to catch up with Srid. The trips to Ooty- Cunnoor later followed by Chikamgalur will always be part of my sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well right now I look forward to our vacations in Mumbai and then the parties we plan with Sis and cousins when I am back.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The activities I missed doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Landmark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social Service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular Yoga and Meditation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am going to miss today's evening Yoga but going to visit an Uncle at hospital.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomorrow back to work ...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3973680351608553695?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3973680351608553695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3973680351608553695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3973680351608553695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3973680351608553695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/12/excited-about-2010.html' title='Excited about 2010'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8259835913048840323</id><published>2009-12-14T18:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:01:32.741+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>And he spoke to me....</title><content type='html'>I have these conversations with God, sometimes when I am in deep meditative states. And I dunno if its God or my protecting spirit/angel but I call him "My God" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a day back when God spoke to me in his soft but firm voice, I would never be able explain the way I&amp;nbsp;perceive&amp;nbsp;it. Its full of humility but yet someone who knows all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was saying nice things to me, that brought me so much cheer (he loves to cheer me up :)) and as I was smiling, I told him "God, I am sorry, I wronged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded slow, deliberately but lovingly "Dear I know no wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the&amp;nbsp;conversation&amp;nbsp;ended. I began to contemplate on it, and I thought that its we humans who decide the wrong or the right, we give it definitions to suffer ourselves into pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we point a finger at someone and say "Hey you are wrong or you wronged me"&amp;nbsp;ain't&amp;nbsp;it just definitions, our interpretations, stories (as in landmark education terminology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much love for ourselves and the world if we are not slotting our actions and everyone else's as right or wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to now get back to my project work...had to type this down, to pass this message from my God :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8259835913048840323?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8259835913048840323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8259835913048840323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8259835913048840323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8259835913048840323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-he-spoke-to-me.html' title='And he spoke to me....'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5246453631996782464</id><published>2009-12-11T23:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:47:28.110+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Just here</title><content type='html'>All what we want is just here right within our reach but we are so busy searching it all around. We never find what we seek not because we&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;see it. Did you ever wonder? &amp;nbsp;Finding it is not what we are here for but its the searching we got to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5246453631996782464?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5246453631996782464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5246453631996782464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5246453631996782464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5246453631996782464'/><link rel='alternate' 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Seeking&lt;br /&gt;and you shall find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock and keep on Knocking&lt;br /&gt;and the door shall be open unto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone who asks - gets&lt;br /&gt;the one who seeks shall find&lt;br /&gt;the one who knocks the door shall be opened&lt;br /&gt;so ask, seek, knock&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time&amp;nbsp;hasn't&amp;nbsp;allowed me to forget this beautiful hymn :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3357432252224515554?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3357432252224515554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3357432252224515554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3357432252224515554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3357432252224515554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/12/ask-seek-knock.html' title='Ask, Seek &amp; Knock'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5619696510511787351</id><published>2009-12-08T20:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:10:42.162+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Good and Evil - Kahlil Gibran</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px;"&gt;And one of the elders of the city said, "Speak to us of Good and Evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what is evil but good tortured by its own&amp;nbsp;hunger&amp;nbsp;and thirst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts, it drinks even of dead waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good when you are one with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a divided house&amp;nbsp;is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink&amp;nbsp;not to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good when you strive to give of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the earth and sucks at her breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, "Be like me, ripe and full and ever giving of your abundance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good when you are fully awake in your speech,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are not evil when you sleep while your tongue staggers without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even stumbling speech may strengthen a weak tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are not evil when you go thither limping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even those who limp go not backward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are only loitering and sluggard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity that the stags cannot teach&amp;nbsp;swiftness to the turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the sea, carrying the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it reaches the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let not him who longs much say to him who longs little, "Wherefore are you slow and halting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the truly good ask not the naked, "Where is your garment?" nor the houseless, "What has befallen your house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;Khalil Gibran&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5619696510511787351?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5619696510511787351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5619696510511787351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5619696510511787351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5619696510511787351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-and-evil-kahlil-gibran.html' title='Good and Evil - Kahlil Gibran'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2403147171256227658</id><published>2009-12-05T09:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:38:39.956+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Only Bondage</title><content type='html'>You did escape the trap&lt;br /&gt;of elemental hive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its your own doing&lt;br /&gt;that is the ultimate trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till you go beyond your own crap&lt;br /&gt;there is no way to break this trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sadhguru&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2403147171256227658?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2403147171256227658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2403147171256227658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2403147171256227658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2403147171256227658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-bondage.html' title='The Only Bondage'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4559570665580454417</id><published>2009-11-28T22:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:00:29.125+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Weather! whether?</title><content type='html'>“Whether the weather be fine, Whether the weather be not, Whether the weather be cold, Whether the weather be hot, We'll weather the weather, Whatever the whether, Whether we like it or not”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4559570665580454417?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4559570665580454417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4559570665580454417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4559570665580454417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4559570665580454417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/11/weather-whether.html' title='Weather! whether?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2201524066269950263</id><published>2009-11-21T10:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:48:39.385+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Crumbled Dry Leaves</title><content type='html'>she holds her book&lt;br /&gt;Sits under the tree&lt;br /&gt;she feels the beauty&lt;br /&gt;the world is amazing&lt;br /&gt;no reason for a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she reads the words&lt;br /&gt;her eyes now close&lt;br /&gt;there is darkness&lt;br /&gt;she is in the past&lt;br /&gt;it was so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaken back to now&lt;br /&gt;all is peace &amp;amp; love&lt;br /&gt;takes a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;and life feels vast&lt;br /&gt;for it rapidly moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy cost her nothing&lt;br /&gt;pain has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;we create our lives&lt;br /&gt;crumbled dry leaves&lt;br /&gt;she blows them away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2201524066269950263?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2201524066269950263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2201524066269950263&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2201524066269950263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2201524066269950263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/11/crumbled-dry-leaves.html' title='Crumbled Dry Leaves'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2888421737722529293</id><published>2009-11-01T22:48:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:01:46.336+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Game of Life &amp; Losing</title><content type='html'>Its pain and fear forever to a human as the entire moments are lived. The perpetual anxiety of losing what we have: material assets, people we love, positions we hold, power wielded. No no no, don't take it away.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Awareness is the key" : is what any of the spiritual guru would say. Is there any loss when there was nothing that is mine : not any at all. We don't exist forever, nothing else does, its all a game. A game of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we see is provided to us to play the game. We dont own them though we perceive it so. When we attach our identity to these objects, losing them is misery and suffering. We are in constant search of newer objects to attach to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this analogy, while you play a video game or a sport we get tools and objects to play the game it doesn't belong to us. We enjoy playing the game and losing means playing again. Same goes with life, this life time if we don't get the game we play it again till we realise the game of life and then the game ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right now: "Life is beautiful and play the game" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Though these are my words, I wrote it in my diary when it came in as a surge of thoughts from an unknown source. I am just the medium not the source of this]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2888421737722529293?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2888421737722529293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2888421737722529293&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2888421737722529293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2888421737722529293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/11/game-of-life-losing.html' title='The Game of Life &amp; Losing'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4690459474798963803</id><published>2009-10-15T17:52:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:32:59.995+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Light my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Is it true that you are with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'll take a lifetime to sink in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you explain, who are you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why are you here so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel it and see it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so warm and cozy with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;living and dying everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dream so lovely &amp;amp; beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont I see it, you are here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carrying a flame in the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to burn and light my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanquishing all pain &amp;amp; sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no anxiety about the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its this very moment I live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is no parting of ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the flame burns for ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4690459474798963803?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4690459474798963803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4690459474798963803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4690459474798963803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4690459474798963803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/10/light-my-life.html' title='Light my life'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4852470240284443314</id><published>2009-10-12T21:13:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:00:04.493+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>WT'X' is love?</title><content type='html'>Murali (a friend best avoided but hard to ignore) says I am totally outta my mind and jobless..oh yeah, my reasoning: one needs to keep busy and the blog active...so here I am with the insights from my survey on a small sampling of people on 'What the "whatever" is Love'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This survey doesn't give any reports or end results, it should actually not be called one. Its just a collation of well thought ideas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amrita: &lt;/b&gt;well how to define love...when it's the most simple &amp;amp; pure at one side...on the other its not easy to define love...cause you can only feel it...words are not enough to express that feeling...only the heart loves the heart knows what actually it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are in love when you would rather not live life without the other person, when he or she is the first that springs to mind in happiness or grief; when the other person is a constant companion even in absentia and when sometimes your loved one's happiness takes precedence over yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jassi: &lt;/b&gt;I dont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jassi (after few hours)&lt;/b&gt;: a friend of mine once said that, love is the purest form of emotional happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arul: &lt;/b&gt;it is everything for holding on to letting go to giving space and taking space for one's self &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anonymous :&lt;/b&gt; which was there for ever ...is there around &amp;amp; will remain for ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tim:&lt;/b&gt;  there is only one relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that relationship is only with u and only u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if u can have a great relationship with u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then u get many lovers, be loved, be appreciated etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Love is the essence of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suresh Nair:&lt;/b&gt; True love is a feeling that there is NO difference between you and the person who you are loving. Like one soul and one body. But everybody in this world is unique. That is why it is difficult to find love in earth. But don't give up. Keep on looking everwhere. You may find that one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manish Chakravarty:&lt;/b&gt; Love is the comfort of being with someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;T Chendil Kumar:&lt;/b&gt; love is a feeling that activates all the senses, except the common sense !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Srini Jaltaru:&lt;/b&gt; love is little more than liking each other....no matter what is the custom/religion/country, romantic love plays an important role, while cultural differences in how that love appears vary....the fact is that "romantic love exists" is undoubtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4852470240284443314?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4852470240284443314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4852470240284443314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4852470240284443314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4852470240284443314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtx-is-love.html' title='WT&apos;X&apos; is love?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6229137754628786254</id><published>2009-10-08T18:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:36:37.340+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Getting the good routine back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Post surgery, from the past 8 months I have just not exercised, ignored my food habits, stopped yoga &amp;amp; meditation and instead I have taken on to all that could worsen my healh both physically and mentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really missing not playing the regular badminton with the girls, the daily morning and evening yoga and of course meditation. I need gumption to get back to my routine. Right now I have disciplined myself to be more organized to achieve this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I was able to spend time with Nidhi on her studies, the one hour teaching I was following earlier. I am raring to feel the energy in doing whats good for me and the control over my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another hour will be my evening Yoga, yippee...I am almost there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me good luck fellas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6229137754628786254?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6229137754628786254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6229137754628786254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6229137754628786254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6229137754628786254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-good-routine-back.html' title='Getting the good routine back'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-275215588989323367</id><published>2009-08-28T07:19:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:24:52.567+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Truth sets you Free</title><content type='html'>Havent we heard of this so many times: "The Truth will set you free" and it has always been my only guiding path. I was so upbeat and gratified all these days. Without a reason and with no explanation I received immeasurable joy....though somewhere I lost my prudence.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love lying to ourselves ignoring those signals so clear and loud and continue to believe life the way we want it to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Truth however shocking and cruel, uplifts us and clears all the baggage we carry to unburden the soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filling me with so much of peace &amp;amp; a calmness after the storm :). A reason to clear the canvas and put in new colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-275215588989323367?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/275215588989323367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=275215588989323367&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/275215588989323367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/275215588989323367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth-sets-you-free.html' title='The Truth sets you Free'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5165549950903597166</id><published>2009-08-27T09:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:30:51.900+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Convenient Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpYHe1-J6bI/AAAAAAAACvE/gBntoQKi6Zg/s1600-h/love44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpYHe1-J6bI/AAAAAAAACvE/gBntoQKi6Zg/s320/love44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374491431778511282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say you love &amp;amp; I too do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do we really mean those words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it just let we feel good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do we ever feel from the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do we give any damn for that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for its just a convenient love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I sometimes want to walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there is a freedom from pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can see my heart needs more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it could be gone in a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but I dont want to hurt again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for its just a convenient love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think hard and let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let the moments be as it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why worry and fret for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tho the outcome is so unsure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why run from being hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bcos its love and beyond me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5165549950903597166?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpYHe1-J6bI/AAAAAAAACvE/gBntoQKi6Zg/s72-c/love44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5518324081894972511</id><published>2009-08-24T21:33:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:12:48.979+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpLdCJmbt9I/AAAAAAAACuU/qLtd2AIIye4/s1600-h/bird-flying-free.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpLdCJmbt9I/AAAAAAAACuU/qLtd2AIIye4/s200/bird-flying-free.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373600334413019090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writhing in extreme pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a broken wing and bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bird battled in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting closer I lifted it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was an unbearable sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was weeping at its plight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cleaning its wounds gently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nursing it back to good health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giving away life and blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see its heart flutter back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kissing, loving and touching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it smiled back and frolicked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we played in the sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the darkness and the moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fine day it was ready to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flew far away to a distant land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I looked up the sky tearfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching the bird's awaited flight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5518324081894972511?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5518324081894972511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5518324081894972511&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5518324081894972511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5518324081894972511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/flight.html' title='The flight'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SpLdCJmbt9I/AAAAAAAACuU/qLtd2AIIye4/s72-c/bird-flying-free.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7275113980083156175</id><published>2009-08-19T13:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:00:14.051+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Fear of Losing you</title><content type='html'>I wish I was a tear in your eyes, then I  would run down your cheeks and dry on your  lips then again, I wish you were a tear in my eyes, then I would never cry, out of fear of losing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7275113980083156175?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7275113980083156175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7275113980083156175&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7275113980083156175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7275113980083156175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/fear-of-losing-you.html' title='Fear of Losing you'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4249293028204765426</id><published>2009-08-15T09:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:05:37.987+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>A quote for Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(61, 25, 87);  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A person who lives in another country detesting one's own is like choosing a rich neighbor aunt to one's own loving but poor mother..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:6;color:#3D1957;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:6;color:#3D1957;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4249293028204765426?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4249293028204765426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4249293028204765426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4249293028204765426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4249293028204765426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/quote-for-independence-day.html' title='A quote for Independence Day'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8433133121259519372</id><published>2009-08-15T09:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:08:31.219+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Krishna nee begane baro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;br /&gt;bEganE baarO mukavannu tOrO&lt;br /&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaalaalandhigE gejje niladhabaavuli&lt;br /&gt;nilavarNane naaTya maaduta baarO&lt;br /&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odiyalli odigejje beraLalli ongura&lt;br /&gt;koraLalli haakita vajayantimaalE&lt;br /&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxgYyYGsahI"&gt;Listen to it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaasi peeTambara kaiyalli koLalu&lt;br /&gt;pushita shreegandha mayallOLagamma&lt;br /&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taayige baayalli jagavannu torita&lt;br /&gt;jagadhOdhaaraka namma uDupi shree krishna&lt;br /&gt;krishna nee bEganE baarO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8433133121259519372?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8433133121259519372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8433133121259519372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8433133121259519372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8433133121259519372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/krishan-nee-begane-baro.html' title='Krishna nee begane baro'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8107890180272772193</id><published>2009-08-03T11:59:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:59:32.682+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Life is happening :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Sudden surge of projects in our company, lots of work but isn’t this what I wanted. Meetings, documents, calls, coordination, cash, cheques, resources, interviews ...the list is endless :) drove me near to madness last week but a 4 day break saved me :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Family time is so de-stressing and makes all this worth it. There is so much magic and beauty of love in marriage. The love thats growing as the years pass by and a little one to further expand the happiness...!!&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;"A beautiful relationship does not depend upon how good we understand someone but on how well we avoid misunderstandings."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Spent lots of time cooking, long drives, activities with my daughter, cousins for lunch, attending satsang, just a nice cozy evening...leaving me relaxed and in peace, the boost my brain needed. Now when I am in midst of work with a big list to follow, I am working on it but not worried!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;And how can I ignore the lovely events occurring in life. Connecting with new friends, strengthening the current ones and reconnecting with the long lost ones...&amp;amp; a happy soul I am with so much to cheer and smile about :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"A bird does not sing because it has an answer -- it sings because it has a song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Finally get to write some text on this blog; post awakening of my brain ....I can now write those long overdue words for a dear friend :)...wait up friend: its coming by :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8107890180272772193?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8107890180272772193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8107890180272772193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8107890180272772193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8107890180272772193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-happening.html' title='Life is happening :)'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3485855842685948377</id><published>2009-07-01T16:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:35:07.947+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Living in the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I seek my past in the present so as much that I dont know the present exists. It ceases to be there in my timeline. I would do anything to get that broken heart healed or that friend come back to me but what about this lovely picture being painted right in front of me, it doesnt matter I am not part of this. I am the missing piece in anything beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brood and cry over whats gone by, I run through each event I spent with you because thats all I have, memories. My life is so desolate without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have a past and no present, I have absolutely no future. Who cares about the present and the future, I am  in love with my past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont shake me, dont wake me, let me go backwards in time and sleep in the coziness of my melancholy to never return again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3485855842685948377?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3485855842685948377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3485855842685948377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3485855842685948377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3485855842685948377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/07/living-in-past.html' title='Living in the past'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8080269385160884769</id><published>2009-06-26T10:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:44:13.100+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Early Education System in India</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Early education in India especially in the middle class is about competitiveness, scoring and ranking higher. Every city has its varying degrees of aggressiveness. If one belongs to a city where the education culture is so built around tuitions, prep classes, guides, student groups and school's additional enforcements a student can easily score an admirable percentage in the 10th class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fallback of such a system is lack of good development of the child in other aspects of his/her personality. Such children later grow up to become adults who probably are failures in their interpersonal skills, relationships and don’t accept shortcomings easily.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With this said about the tough expectations a student may have to deal with does the scrapping of the 10th class exams help? Not really! Examinations are required to focus a child's faculties towards understanding the subject and giving timelines to see early education to a completion. It’s just the attitude of the parents and teachers that need to be worked upon to bring about seeing examination as a healthy system, rather than having a whole system of guide books, early morning &amp;amp; late evening tuitions to excel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8080269385160884769?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8080269385160884769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8080269385160884769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8080269385160884769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8080269385160884769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-education-system-in-india.html' title='Early Education System in India'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3287029685450229327</id><published>2009-06-17T22:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:12:11.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Nagendra haraya Trilochanaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listen to it here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyLeBNsovQ8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yyLeBNsovQ8?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nagendra haraya Trilochanaya,&lt;br /&gt;Basmanga ragaya maheswaraya,&lt;br /&gt;Nithyaya shudhaya digambaraya,&lt;br /&gt;Tasmai nakaraya namashivaya. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My salutations to the letter 'Na' , which is Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;Who wears as garland the king of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;Who has three eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Who wears ash all over Him,&lt;br /&gt;Who is the greatest Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Who is forever,&lt;br /&gt;Who is the cleanest,&lt;br /&gt;And who wears the directions themselves as dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mandakini salila chandana charchithaya,&lt;br /&gt;Nandeeswara pramadha nadha maheswaraya,&lt;br /&gt;Mandara pushpa bahu pushpa supoojithaya,&lt;br /&gt;Tasmai makaraya namashivaya. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My salutations to the letter 'Ma' , which is Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;Who is bathed by waters of Ganga,&lt;br /&gt;Who applies sandalpaste all over him,&lt;br /&gt;Who has Lord Nandi as his chieftain,&lt;br /&gt;Who is the greatest lord,&lt;br /&gt;And who is worshipped by Mandhara and many other flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shivaaya gowri vadanara vinda,&lt;br /&gt;Sooryaya daksha dwara naasakaya,&lt;br /&gt;Sri neela kantaya vrisha dwajaya,&lt;br /&gt;Tasmai sikaraya namashivaya. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My salutations to the letter 'Si' , which is Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;Who is peace personified,&lt;br /&gt;Who is like Sun to the Lotus face of Gowri,&lt;br /&gt;Who destroyed the fire sacrifice of Daksha,&lt;br /&gt;Who has a blue neck,&lt;br /&gt;And who has a bull in his flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vasishta kumbhodhbhava gowthamadhi.&lt;br /&gt;Munendra devarchitha shekaraya,&lt;br /&gt;Chandrarka  vaiswanara lochanaya,&lt;br /&gt;Tasmai vakaraya namashivaya 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My salutations to the letter 'Va' , which is Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;Who is worshipped by great sages like&lt;br /&gt;Vasishta, Agasthya and Gowthama,&lt;br /&gt;As also the devas,&lt;br /&gt;And who has sun, moon and fire as his three eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yaksha swaroopaya jada dharaya,&lt;br /&gt;Pinaka hasthathaya sanathanaya,&lt;br /&gt;Divyaya devaaya digambaraya,&lt;br /&gt;Tasmai yakaraya namashivaya. 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My salutations to the letter 'Ya' , which is Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;Who takes the form of Yaksha,&lt;br /&gt;Who has a tufted hair,&lt;br /&gt;Who is armed with spear,&lt;br /&gt;Who is forever filled with peace,&lt;br /&gt;Who is godly,&lt;br /&gt;Who is the great God,&lt;br /&gt;And who wears the directions themselves as dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Phalasruthi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="'Times New Roman'" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Panchaksharamidham punyam,&lt;br /&gt;Ya padeth Shiva sannidhou,&lt;br /&gt;Shivaloka mavapnothi,&lt;br /&gt;Shive na saha modathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Those who read these holy five letters great,&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of Shiva,.&lt;br /&gt;Would go to the world of Shiva,&lt;br /&gt;And be forever happy with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Translated by P R Ramachander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3287029685450229327?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3287029685450229327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3287029685450229327&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3287029685450229327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3287029685450229327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/06/nagendra-haraya-trilochanaya.html' title='Nagendra haraya Trilochanaya'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yyLeBNsovQ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4279921365943769140</id><published>2009-04-07T18:26:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:51:51.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vacationing!!!???</title><content type='html'>A week back, this vacation I am in,  felt like a very bad timing. AQMI employed 7 new marketing executives and we already had 3 employees. Training of the marketing executives started immediately to induct them into the system and the thought process. Nights when I went to bed it was tiring but I was learning in leaps and bounds. Whatever side of the organization one is, employee or employer, the experience gained is tremendous.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orane Solutions, our IT company was also gaining some head way. So far we were moving but in small and slow steps. Out of the blue a good deal was on its way. I inititated the activity by meeting the client but the subsquent meetings would be attended by my other 2 partners. Then again, I was reminded this was not a good time to vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, when I was supposed to travel to Gurgaon for my 20 day vacation, the marketing executives had to step out and walk into the client spaces. All set and ready, extremely enthusiastic and excited. I wanted to be part of all this but then I had to go, so here I am. Yesterday evening I heard some good news, the marketing visits were in the positive direction. There were no sales but there was good movement and follow ups needed, which meant lots of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Nagesh and Prasad (my partners in Orane) are working towards meeting the client and also working on the presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So actually I can cool my heels and relax a bit now. This is a well deserved vacation.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as a true business woman, I wouldnt let this travel expense go a waste. Meeting my cousin who will be heading the north india marketing office of AQMI to train him about the services so that he can market it the right away. Further, taking him along for business discussions as Im looking at office space in Delhi and also seeking business associations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what else is the proof that I have time for myself,  I got time to add this post on my blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4279921365943769140?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4279921365943769140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4279921365943769140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4279921365943769140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4279921365943769140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacationing.html' title='Vacationing!!!???'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2428476749018286318</id><published>2009-01-15T12:32:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:54:54.682+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Smokes: Meeting a Senior Manager (#2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;[If you haven’t, please read the earlier series on Jyo before you proceed:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a href="http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/12/coffee-and-smokes-intro-to-jyo.html"&gt;Coffee and Smokes: Intro to Jyo (#1)]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of Jyo's amusing encounters ensued at this quiet coffee shop. One balmy afternoon, Jyo is engrossed in figuring out the right abuse she should return to her colleague who never spares any opportunity to denunciate her. It could be her dress/makeup, work, boy friend ...oh anything. That meant Jyo needed to be braced in all fronts. Deep in her thoughts and drag after drag she is oblivious of the man right in front of her. There is a tall, stout, puffed up face, fair-skinned man in a black suit asking her for a light. She passes the light without actually looking at him but he is lingering over seeking her attention. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She looks up to meet his piercing gaze. He doesn’t idle in elucidation and blurts "Can I join you?” She says "Of course" and the huge man is seated facing her like a teenager on his first date. She concludes he is about 35 years. His balding patch in the centre of his head and his face does show that he is a stressed and burdened manager in some company. He introduces himself as "Ram" working as a senior manager in a finance company. He queries about her work and her role at her workplace. She slowly talks about herself. Before she could enquire his details, he pulls out his visiting card and remarks "You wouldn’t have thought I am such a senior manager in a company, people say I look very young for my age and I look like a college student" She smiles and nods to show agreement though in her mind she knows she has guessed his age just right :) He then goes on about his personal life. He is married with kids and mentions about his long marriage to his wife. He further states that it is an intercultural marriage. She could see it in his eyes that he is all bonkers over her. She doesn’t like him at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He asks for her mobile number which she is really reluctant to give away. For a moment, she is in contention and tempted to give the wrong number. To end this encounter smoothly, she quickly decides to share her mobile number. He is urgently typing the number on his mobile and presses the call button. He is very pleased to see her mobile ring. He saves the number and well Jyo does it too because she always saves numbers of people she likes and dislikes. If the people who were a bother called her she could disconnect or ignore it :) After a few minutes of chat she departs with an excuse that work is waiting and proceeds to her workplace. As she is walking back, she sees a message from Ram: “Jyo, It was great meeting you, please keep in Touch. Love Ram”. "Hey Ram" she thinks “What a prick??!!” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2428476749018286318?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2428476749018286318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2428476749018286318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2428476749018286318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2428476749018286318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/01/coffee-and-smokes-meeting-senior.html' title='Coffee and Smokes: Meeting a Senior Manager (#2)'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1408113759341275487</id><published>2009-01-13T11:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:32:37.940+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To be named poem</title><content type='html'>खलकियत नवाज़िश  शफकत  को भुलादीया &lt;br /&gt;ना गवारी  ने उसको नस्ल  परस बनादीया &lt;br /&gt;राह तक गयें हम मोहब्बत के पैगाम  का  &lt;br /&gt;आबो दानाह गुज़र गयी आपके तनफ्फुर का&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[to be completed]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1408113759341275487?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1408113759341275487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1408113759341275487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1408113759341275487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1408113759341275487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-named-poem.html' title='To be named poem'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4062889694658311929</id><published>2009-01-07T10:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:09:47.650+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Amused?</title><content type='html'>I liked these quotes, picked up from Readers Digest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sympathy&lt;/span&gt;: What one girl offers in exchange for details -Aubrey B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have integrity, nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;If you dont have integrity, nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;-Alan Simpson, Former US Senator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4062889694658311929?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4062889694658311929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4062889694658311929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4062889694658311929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4062889694658311929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/01/amused.html' title='Amused?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3774519257914321377</id><published>2009-01-07T00:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:07:57.929+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Silent cry</title><content type='html'>When the vocal fights are futile&lt;br /&gt;There commences the long silent wars&lt;br /&gt;Reticent as the night but raging as the sun&lt;br /&gt;my heart burns, my mind churns the events&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love, what is beauty&lt;br /&gt;who would care for life and death&lt;br /&gt;in arrogance and the need for control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fretting and fuming, driving me nuts&lt;br /&gt;Suicide or murder sounds like good&lt;br /&gt;but a bright smile of a child&lt;br /&gt;can spoil such wonderful plans&lt;br /&gt;We all are limited, we all are bound&lt;br /&gt;no freedom, and darkness it should be&lt;br /&gt;there aint choices, its the "gifted" path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall years ago I picked it up&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful package with a green gem&lt;br /&gt;so dazzling was it that it blinded me&lt;br /&gt;I easily missed the big black stones&lt;br /&gt;The green gem doesnt shine anymore&lt;br /&gt;hands dirty, no escape from fate&lt;br /&gt;and hey, who are you in the mirror?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3774519257914321377?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3774519257914321377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3774519257914321377&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3774519257914321377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3774519257914321377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2009/01/silent-cry.html' title='Silent cry'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6552706032783890736</id><published>2008-12-31T15:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:37:09.681+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Smokes: Intro to Jyo (#1)</title><content type='html'>I am writing a fiction series based on a character "Jyo". I don't brand her as the "typical" city girl or a representation of the modern women. She is what circumstances and life has made her. I am building her character based on a few people I know and a dash of me in it too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all like it. I will post often, please keep writing your comments, it could be in form of questions if any queries about Jyo or any curiosity one would have on "Coffee and Smokes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Jyo&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She headed to her habitual coffee shop at 11am. This is when she got a break at work and she would spend time with herself. She spread her paraphernalia that comprised of a book, hand bag and shades. She pulled out the smokes and lighter from the handbag and signalled to the waiter to get a coffee, her customary cappuccino. This was an indoor coffee shop unlike the outdoor ones; there was soft music playing and another lone customer smoking away. This was perfect, the fewer the people the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flipped the pages of the book to get to where she had left it last. Her mind though wandered to what happened at work today morning. "Jyo, come here quick, I need to discuss the monthly reports" told her boss on the phone. Her name is Jyothilakshmi but sobriquets get shorter and "western" in the BPO industry and she liked it this way. Jyo loved her job, she was a team lead and had worked for 4 years in the same organization. With all these parameters she knew Bangalore was the place to be. She took a long drag of smoke and sipped the coffee. The warm sun broke through the glass on her chosen table and she liked it. She looked outside the window pane, she saw a couple walking. She could watch them but they couldn’t possibly see her. Her discussion with her boss was good and Indro (Indraneel) was a "gem" she thought and got back to the book she intended to read. Another smoke and she was back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6552706032783890736?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6552706032783890736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6552706032783890736&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6552706032783890736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6552706032783890736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/12/coffee-and-smokes-intro-to-jyo.html' title='Coffee and Smokes: Intro to Jyo (#1)'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8083867532209516961</id><published>2008-12-02T18:47:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:39:00.468+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Gurgaon-Delhi-Greater Noida,  2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Earlier vacations were once in a year and for 3-4 days. It would be usually a trip to my in-laws place in Delhi (they have relocated to Hyderabad). Now I travel more after letting go of a highly paid and growing career wherein I missed one thing vacations ... :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I vacation every month and most of my trips head to where my husband is in Gurgaon and I have loved each trip. This time I planned visits to an aunts place and my sis home who just moved in to Greater Noida. Further my many visits had made me comfy to move  alone in the vicinity to shop and watch a movie too :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 1 (Mon) at Gurgaon - Wipro guest house in sec 28&lt;/b&gt;. Difficult to get out of the bed in the morning and being a Bangalorean 11 to 12 deg c is freezing :). The morning gets warmer as I sip a hot cup of coffee, and browse the TV and newspaper. Nidhi sleeps through it while Sridhar is getting ready to head to work. He is off by 8:30 am. Nidhi and I are at the breakfast table at 9:30 am. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After enjoying the breakfast we shower and are out on the road, the sun is so warm and loving. I walk down to a nearby shopping mall; it takes 15-20 minutes. I buy medicines for Nidhi as she has caught a cold. Also wandering and window shopping, I decide to then stop at a book store, head to the children’s section and buy an activity book for Nidhi. We take a rickshaw back home...and enjoyed the ride. Though on the fast track Gurgaon roads with speeding cars, one is precariously holding on to life on a rickshaw but there are the thrills. With no auto in sight and no public transport, this is an easy option. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today night was even more exciting, it’s our marriage anniversary. We complete 9 years of marriage and we are feeling younger by the year&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My Father-in-law comes over from Ghaziabad to bless the couple :) and that’s such a nice gesture. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 2 (Tue) at Gurgaon - Wipro guest house in sec 28.&lt;/b&gt; It’s the same cold mornings and the much awaited 9:30am breakfast. At 10:20 am we are out. This time I plan a movie for Nidhi and me. We do a lot of that in Bangalore and enjoy watching movies together. A rickshaw to a nearby mall that has the PVR cinemas. I buy a ticket for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Dostana&lt;/i&gt; because that’s the one available at 10:45 am, the rest are after 1pm....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Dostana&lt;/i&gt; is hilarious, and the gay humour was timed so well. The 2nd half had emotional bits but the humour in between kept it going strong :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had lunch at Halidrams and we were home in the Rickshaw and Nidhi was pretty used to it by then that she slept in it :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Late evening we spent time at home, I watched "Welcome to Sajjanpur", since I am from UP I can relate to the language. I liked the good story, dialogues, humour and the emotions aptly put in. Shreyas Talpade did an excellent job.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 3 (Wed) at Gurgaon - Wipro guest house in sec 28&lt;/b&gt;. I was beginning to feel a sore throat and had a running nose. I decided another trip to a shopping mall for shopping or movies can be avoided. Took good rest at the guesthouse, enjoyed the lunch and slept well. Night we were off to Sarita Vihar in Delhi to meet Khatri Uncle, Aunty and their daughter Pallavi. We reached at 10:30 pm in the night and were served &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;chaats&lt;/i&gt; which we enjoyed, though they felt that it would taste better if it was hotter and if we had come earlier. They had got it from their regular &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;chaat&lt;/i&gt; place. After a long chinwag, we went to sleep unaware of the happenings in Mumbai. Sridhar was back to sec 28 and waiting to be shifted to the new guest house 15kms away at Sonah road.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 4 (Thu) at Delhi - Khatris&lt;/b&gt;. Roused up to the news at Mumbai and we were glued to the TV and ranting our opinions. Uncle and Pallavi had to leave for work at 8:30 am so we had &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;adrak chai&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;gobi parathas&lt;/i&gt; at 8:00 am. Nidhi woke up late and ate cornflakes in hot milk as the dentist had advised soft food. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We got off at 11:30 am to &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Lajpatngar&lt;/i&gt; market for shopping. Aunty suggested we can go in the bus and come back in the Auto. I haven’t been in the local bus for like 15 years and this was really exciting. Nidhi and I enjoyed the ride. We bought a sweater (to be gifted to my maid in Bangalore), small pink woollen gloves, black boots and a toy for Nidhi. I bought some books and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;nighties&lt;/i&gt; for myself (I am a big &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;nighty&lt;/i&gt; fan ;-)). We were tired and ready for lunch, had &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;dosas&lt;/i&gt; in a restaurant there and hopped in an auto back to Sarita Vihar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Uncle and Pallavi were back at home nearing 7pm with hot-hot &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aloo tikkis&lt;/span&gt; and this time they really were so much &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;yummmmmm&lt;/i&gt;. Evening we had &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;garam rotis, gobi sabzi and moong dal&lt;/i&gt;......enjoyed the meal and was supposed to be picked up by Sridhar but he got really delayed at work and asked me if I can take a drop from someone for the next day morning. I spoke to Uncle and he spoke to a neighbour who drives to work to Gurgaon every morning. We had to sleep early as we had to leave at 7am the next day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 5(Fri) at Gurgaon - Sonah Road&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Morning I had my &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;adrak chai&lt;/i&gt; while watching Mumbai on TV. My bags were packed and Nidhi carried to the living room and still asleep. At 7am she woke up. We were waiting for the gentleman to pick us up. He was Pallavi's schoolmate. He came about 7:20 am. We sat in his car behind with my entire luggage. I left the front seat empty for his colleague whom he would pick up on the way. Sridhar was waiting at the planned drop off point. We got off there and waited for our taxi to take us to the new guesthouse on Sonah Road. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The new guesthouse on Sonah Road was pretty far from where we stayed earlier. The flats and its landscaping is beautiful. It is a huge housing complex and has up-to-date facilities. Since the shifting just happened the rooms were very dirty. We had our breakfast and got ready to go down to enjoy the lawns and the beauty of the place. Nidhi played in the children’s section for a long time and we walked a lot exploring the place. We got back to have lunch and sleep well....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the night we headed to Greater Noida to meet my Sis. We reached late at 10:30pm and had great dinner cooked by my sis. We had &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Rajma, aloo capsicum, peas curry, dal and rice&lt;/i&gt;...yum yum....sumptuous meal my younger Sis suddenly feels so much bigger than I perceived :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We chat late night and sleep off. Nidhi as usual prefers getting friendlier with the girl of the house as his her tradition :) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 6 (Sat) at Greater Noida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a good night's sleep in the warm quilt, I woke up to a bright morning at 8:30 am and to a hot cup of coffee. We were in the grass down by 11:30 am. I was basking in the sun while Sridhar and Nidhi were in the children's play area. We left around 1:30pm for a mall “India Palace”. Nidhi immediately found a children’s play area within the mall. We reached at 2:30 pm and were really tired and hungry, had lots of food and came back in the evening tired of eating with bloated stomachs. We chilled and relaxed at Priya's place in the night. Next morning we are at Sonah road.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Day 7 (Sun)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We caught a quick grub in the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Omaxe&lt;/i&gt; mall near the Wipro guesthouse and then it was time to head to airport for my flight. The flight was delayed by an hour. Nidhi and I reached Bangalore at 9:45pm. Mom was waiting at the airport with the driver Prasanna. Gr8 vacation but nothing like being back to Bangalore......love the weather and people here.....mwaaaaaaah...love ya Bangalore :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8083867532209516961?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8083867532209516961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8083867532209516961&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8083867532209516961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8083867532209516961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/12/gurgaon-delhi-greater-noida-2008.html' title='Gurgaon-Delhi-Greater Noida,  2008'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2081062065649919524</id><published>2008-11-13T11:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:07:05.487+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Games People Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;She says she hates me&lt;br /&gt;He wants to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and the kids look away&lt;br /&gt;thats the stories I hear&lt;br /&gt;all times from all so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant people learn to love&lt;br /&gt;from the heart&lt;br /&gt;make life simple&lt;br /&gt;and less complicated&lt;br /&gt;whats the f***ing stress about&lt;br /&gt;use ur brain boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite I am gonna dream&lt;br /&gt;abt a world thats&lt;br /&gt;gone crazier&lt;br /&gt;more fun..and more games&lt;br /&gt;I can play&lt;br /&gt;I actually love it this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2081062065649919524?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2081062065649919524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2081062065649919524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2081062065649919524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2081062065649919524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/games-people-play.html' title='Games People Play'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5651381791794914948</id><published>2008-09-01T20:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:29:34.940+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Addictive game - bloxorz</title><content type='html'>My friend Jagadeesh introduced me to bloxorz and it gets on you, a very addictive game. Its requires good IQ to play it so not anyone who is reading this can succeed..hehee...and the one who is writing this too ;-)&lt;br /&gt;I have only completed 12 levels.....many levels to take on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keen on playing it just google for "bloxorz"....my best wishes with u!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5651381791794914948?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5651381791794914948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5651381791794914948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5651381791794914948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5651381791794914948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/09/addictive-game-bloxorz.html' title='Addictive game - bloxorz'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4830586906715252572</id><published>2008-07-23T11:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:24:07.646+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Path</title><content type='html'>Each on of us has their chosen path. We meet people who are pretty close to our paths. Some so close like our parents, siblings and the closest anyone can get is the spouse. We are as close as being ONE but we still have our tracks to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got our purpose, what ticks for one doesnt necessarily for another but yet some of us like to imitate another killing what the creator has wanted us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4830586906715252572?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4830586906715252572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4830586906715252572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4830586906715252572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4830586906715252572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/07/path.html' title='Path'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1881189492237036009</id><published>2008-05-28T15:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:58:20.067+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SD0xyQBiTVI/AAAAAAAAAio/QDH7NO2GniQ/s1600-h/280520081280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205371483674791250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SD0xyQBiTVI/AAAAAAAAAio/QDH7NO2GniQ/s200/280520081280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its wise to shift gears from the complex to simple in life. As a human one needs both, the challenges and the peace. Now as I relax and watch the rains pour down on Bangalore city, I enjoy being able to watch it from the window. Life and its simplicity allows us to actually look at it in deliberation. Also to sit back and appreciate the time gone by. Reminisce tranquillity in the coziness of my home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1881189492237036009?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1881189492237036009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1881189492237036009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1881189492237036009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1881189492237036009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/05/simplicity-in-life.html' title='Simplicity in life'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SD0xyQBiTVI/AAAAAAAAAio/QDH7NO2GniQ/s72-c/280520081280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6505511586683280588</id><published>2008-04-11T11:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:55:18.103+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>No friends on the top?</title><content type='html'>As one grows in an organization the one constant complain people have "its lonely on the top". I have heard managers telling me that they dont have friends. I believe its a choice they make, a conscious decision to keep distance from the crowd around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep away, My very basis of existence is to relate to people, accept them and make them part of my expanding world. Yeah there are problems and issues, I know its there..coming by...I tackle them and then let go any bitterness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of 100 people I meet if there are 2 people who bother me and make my life miserable. I am still happy that I have the 98 people who are aligned. The others werent bad just that probably their thoughts, value systems, dreams werent aligned to mine. I let them go on their paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad incident occurs and then a strong decision is made.."I got hurt so many times so I am cold and keep away."&lt;br /&gt;I am ok to take the risk of getting hurt but want to be warm and allow people to enter my realm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6505511586683280588?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6505511586683280588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6505511586683280588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6505511586683280588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6505511586683280588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-friends-on-top.html' title='No friends on the top?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1652769251203727132</id><published>2008-03-22T12:46:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:21:14.738+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>SMS type poem ;-)</title><content type='html'>An SMS quality poem..made in 2-3 mins for Mr. Sridhar and sent on SMS yesterday night :) Sridhar was impressed...laga ki kuch creativity hoga mujhme ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi aandhi mein akele thee&lt;br /&gt;Tum Kaheen Door Kho gaye the&lt;br /&gt;Kaali parchaayeen Pukar rahe thee&lt;br /&gt;Maine Pyaar Ka aisa Diya Jalayaa&lt;br /&gt;Tume mere Kitne nazdeek aa gaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to save it somewhere...so thot abt this blog!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1652769251203727132?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1652769251203727132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1652769251203727132&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1652769251203727132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1652769251203727132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/sms-type-poem.html' title='SMS type poem ;-)'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-2606881460494705404</id><published>2008-03-20T09:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:20:29.938+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>FAREWELL LETTER FROM A GENIUS</title><content type='html'>Subject: FAREWELL LETTER FROM A GENIUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez, famous writer from  Colombia, and Nobel Peace&lt;br /&gt;prize winner for  literature, has retired from public life for reasons&lt;br /&gt;of health. He  has a form of cancer which is terminal. He has sent a&lt;br /&gt;farewell  letter to his friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is recommended reading because it is  moving to see how one of the&lt;br /&gt;best and most brilliant of writers  expresses himself &amp; with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God,  for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a&lt;br /&gt;little  bit more of life, I would use it to the best of my ability. I&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be&lt;br /&gt;more thoughtful of all I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give merit to things not  for what they are worth, but for&lt;br /&gt;what they mean to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  would sleep little, I would dream more, because I know that for&lt;br /&gt;every minute that we close our eyes, we waste 60 seconds of  light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would walk while others stop; I would awake while others  sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would  dress in a&lt;br /&gt;simple manner, I would place myself in front of the sun,  leaving not&lt;br /&gt;only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all  men I would say how mistaken they are when they think that&lt;br /&gt;they  stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that&lt;br /&gt;they  grow old when they stop falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give wings to  children, but I would leave it to them to learn&lt;br /&gt;how to fly by  themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To old people I would say that death doesn't arrive  when they grow&lt;br /&gt;old, but with forgetfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so  much with you all, I have learned that everybody&lt;br /&gt;wants to live on  top of the mountain, without knowing that true&lt;br /&gt;happiness is  obtained in the journey taken &amp; the form used to reach&lt;br /&gt;the top  of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its  little hand,&lt;br /&gt;his father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest  of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that a man has the right  and obligation to look down&lt;br /&gt;at another man, only when that man  needs help to get up from the&lt;br /&gt;ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say always what you feel, not  what you think. If I knew that today is&lt;br /&gt;the last time that I  am going to see you asleep, I would hug you&lt;br /&gt;with all my strength  and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the&lt;br /&gt;guardian angel  of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew that these are the last moments to see  you, I would say 'I&lt;br /&gt;love you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always tomorrow, and  life gives us another opportunity to do&lt;br /&gt;things right, but in case I  am wrong, and today is all that is left&lt;br /&gt;to me, I would love to tell  you how much I love you &amp; that I will&lt;br /&gt;never forget  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old.  Today could be&lt;br /&gt;the last time to see your loved ones, which is why  you mustn't wait;&lt;br /&gt;do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am  sure you will be&lt;br /&gt;sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a  smile, a hug, a&lt;br /&gt;kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them  their last wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their  ears and to their&lt;br /&gt;faces how much you need them and love them. Love  them and treat them&lt;br /&gt;well; take your time to tell them 'I am  sorry';' forgive me','&lt;br /&gt;please' 'thank you', and all those loving  words you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will know you for your secret thought.  Ask the Lord for wisdom&lt;br /&gt;and strength to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your  friends and loved ones how important they are to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this  letter to those you love. If you don't do it&lt;br /&gt;today...tomorrow  will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter,  either, the moment to do it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your  Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-2606881460494705404?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2606881460494705404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=2606881460494705404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2606881460494705404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/2606881460494705404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/farewell-letter-from-genius.html' title='FAREWELL LETTER FROM A GENIUS'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1392452310168719642</id><published>2008-03-10T09:28:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:19:49.334+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friends in Oz land</title><content type='html'>2006 November, I was in Sydney for around 40 days. My colleagues who then turned out to be great friends made my stay fun.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank them. (Its the season of thanking friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eva&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Callum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got busy in life and mailed them after long last week, it felt great catching up. I have to yet talk to Barry tho'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1392452310168719642?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1392452310168719642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1392452310168719642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1392452310168719642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1392452310168719642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends-in-aus-land.html' title='Friends in Oz land'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5340957297016755951</id><published>2008-03-06T20:09:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:19:32.605+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be grateful to people who make u happy, they are the charming gardeners who make your soul blossom. - Sashi Monica(2006)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the friends I would like to thank who have make my life bloom...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vinayak (Eli's husband)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jyothilakshmi (Wipro's Mahila Mandal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amit (Wipro's Meditation group)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I havent communicated with the 1st 3 from ages but I know if I have any happiness or sorrow to share they will hold it close to their heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Amit whom I chat once in a while, who makes me feel so special about myself. He has the power to live up to be a true friend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5340957297016755951?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5340957297016755951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5340957297016755951&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5340957297016755951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5340957297016755951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank you...'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5380696870625088710</id><published>2008-03-05T15:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:19:00.369+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Work - Kahlil Gibran</title><content type='html'>I try hard to explain to my friends and colleagues that work is joy :) I have written an article also on it and I spend hours troubling people and trying to get them understand that work can be fun. When friends tell me "I have to work late/weekends, I am bugged" or "So much work" etc etc...I wonder why is our job such a burden...? Is it the job or the attitude towards it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This writing from Kahlil Gibran may make sense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a ploughman said, 'Speak to us of Work.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he answered, saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life's procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life's inmost secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been told also life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all work is empty save when there is love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is it to work with love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, 'he who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is a nobler than he who ploughs the soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he who seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is more than he who makes the sandals for our feet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say, not in sleep but in the over-wakefulness of noontide, that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks than to the least of all the blades of grass;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is love made visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in the wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man's ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5380696870625088710?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5380696870625088710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5380696870625088710&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5380696870625088710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5380696870625088710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/work-kahlil-gibran.html' title='Work - Kahlil Gibran'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3874959870098436137</id><published>2008-03-04T13:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:57:30.637+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Does silly behaviour bother you?</title><content type='html'>IF you read my earlier post, this one is inspired by that. I sometimes wonder how some people can really think so low and why I can never think such and that saddens me. But it doesnt help much in my growth or relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I thought one must just move on and if the person is unaware they will learn some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this thought process, I twittered and watch this conversation :) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satyadarshini: When people operate at a lower thinking level..one should be able to forgive instead of thinking why the person cant behave like myself..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitter: shishir_s: @sandtree tht would like despising them..instead try to pull up their thinking where it can match your own level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satyadarshini: @shishir_s yes u r right, I do try that...but in some cases u cant. Also I see them as small kids yet to learn...they wil at some point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitter: shishir_s: @sandtree gud if you that [:)]...nd i can understand the situations you are talking abt...not always possible to make them sit &amp;amp; understand&lt;br /&gt;Satyadarshini: @shishir_s hey u can be a good friend then..hheehee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3874959870098436137?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3874959870098436137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3874959870098436137&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3874959870098436137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3874959870098436137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-silly-behaviour-bother-u.html' title='Does silly behaviour bother you?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1401120564758970427</id><published>2008-03-04T13:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:55:12.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friend?</title><content type='html'>I was upset about a friend's behaviour. I have very low expectations of a friend and give lot of freedom and space. But there is something basic one expects. If a friend is always unhappy over your happiness, it is something I find totally odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I twittered "I wish we could choose the right friends..or maybe thats why the best friends are just 1 or 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amit saw it on my blog and came out a beautiful post on Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/03/thats-for-you-rajat.html"&gt;http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/03/thats-for-you-rajat.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have been discussing about this with many friends, lots of learning and more posts on my blog too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1401120564758970427?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1401120564758970427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1401120564758970427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1401120564758970427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1401120564758970427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/friend.html' title='Friend?'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4213068087133709943</id><published>2008-02-29T18:31:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T19:14:37.710+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Om Tat Sat - ॐ तत् सत्</title><content type='html'>I forgot a shloka I caught on a year back and I searched my blog to get the words rights. I am glad this blog is a good repository :). Well, that reminded me I wanted to post this hymn “Om tat sat” by Vinobha Bhave. All these years I have been singing this and I had no clue who was the author. Today while I googled on this, I was surprised to learn that it was written by Vinobha Bhave and now when I search the archives in my memory, I faintly remember my teacher mention this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ॐ तत् सत् श्री नारायण तू &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;पुरुशोत्तमा गुरु तू &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;सिद्ध बुद्ध तू स्कंद विनायक &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;सविता पावक तू&lt;br /&gt;ब्रह्म मज़्द तू यह्वा शक्ति तू&lt;br /&gt;इशू पिता प्रभु तू&lt;br /&gt;रुद्र विष्णु तू राम कृष्ण तू रहीम ताओ तू&lt;br /&gt;वासुदेव गो विश्वरूपा तू&lt;br /&gt;चिदानंदा हरी तू&lt;br /&gt;अद्वितीय तू अकाल निरभय अत्मलिंगा शिव तू&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/68c4b3f4-4064-4459-85c3-5aaa33377c3e&amp;amp;theName=OM TAT SAT&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=68c4b3f4-4064-4459-85c3-5aaa33377c3e"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/68c4b3f4-4064-4459-85c3-5aaa33377c3e/OM-TAT-SAT/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4213068087133709943?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4213068087133709943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4213068087133709943&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4213068087133709943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4213068087133709943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/om-tat-sat.html' title='Om Tat Sat - ॐ तत् सत्'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7997537964168545837</id><published>2008-02-24T22:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:19:31.787+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Twittering about life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went back on my twitters to see how much I have been twittering about life. I think I got a good collection I would want to share with all. The top most being the latest, put in yesterday on twitter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is magic and miracles................I live them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we need to trust the Almighty...if we lose that trust....nothing remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do ppl keep complaining abt life....there is so much joy, abundance and blessings...why does one overlook these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is weird...sometimes one cant really say...happy or sad..good or bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we didnt worry so much....there aint much bad happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith and trust in life and its magic ...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing abt life is it just gets crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye zindagi kitni khoobsurat hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ज़िन्दगी यूँ भी गुज़र ही जाती क्यों तेरा राहगुज़र याद आया ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles are gifts to the world...thank u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has challenges...and thats why its fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am amazed with the abundance in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life aint tough....we make it tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world has so many nice ppl...so much kindness and love around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot always be lucky...most of the times I need to work for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus is the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be really passionate abt my job....there is only one person that can help me....myself ;-) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7997537964168545837?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7997537964168545837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7997537964168545837&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7997537964168545837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7997537964168545837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/twittering-about-life.html' title='Twittering about life'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-4535757541618019440</id><published>2008-02-21T13:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:19:59.701+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>ALL ABOUT YOU ....good article</title><content type='html'>*One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big advice on&lt;br /&gt;the door on which it was written:&lt;br /&gt;'Yesterday the person who has been hindering your growth in this company&lt;br /&gt;passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been&lt;br /&gt;prepared in the gym'. *&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their&lt;br /&gt;colleagues, but after a while they started getting curious to know who was that man who hindered the growth of his colleagues and the company itself.&lt;br /&gt;The more people reached the coffin, the more the excitement heated up.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought: 'Who is this guy who was hindering my progress? Well, at&lt;br /&gt;least he died!'. One by one the thrilled employees got closer to the&lt;br /&gt;coffin, and when they looked inside it they suddenly became speechless. They stood&lt;br /&gt;nearby the coffin, shocked and in silence, as if someone had touched the&lt;br /&gt;deepest part of their soul.&lt;br /&gt;There was a mirror inside the coffin: everyone who looked inside it could&lt;br /&gt;see himself. There was also a sign next to the mirror that said: *&lt;br /&gt;'There is only one person who is capable to set limits to your growth:&lt;br /&gt;it is YOU. You are the only person who can revolutionize your life. You are the only&lt;br /&gt;person who can influence your happiness, your realization and your success.&lt;br /&gt;You are the only person who can help yourself. *&lt;br /&gt;Your life does not change when your boss changes, when your friends change,&lt;br /&gt;when your parents change, when your partner changes, when your company&lt;br /&gt;changes. Your life changes when YOU change, when you go beyond your&lt;br /&gt;limiting beliefs, when you realize that you are the only one responsible for your&lt;br /&gt;life. *&lt;br /&gt;'The most important relationship you can have is the one you have with&lt;br /&gt;yourself'* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examine yourself, watch yourself. Don't be afraid of difficulties,&lt;br /&gt;impossibilities and losses: be a winner, build yourself and your&lt;br /&gt;reality.*&lt;br /&gt;* **It's the way you face Life that makes the difference.** *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-4535757541618019440?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4535757541618019440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=4535757541618019440&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4535757541618019440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/4535757541618019440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-about-you-good-article.html' title='ALL ABOUT YOU ....good article'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5584475839253992602</id><published>2008-02-11T12:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:20:35.402+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Interesting Quotes on Vegetarianism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"Is it not a reproach that man is a carnivorous animal? True, he can and does live, in a great measure, by preying on other animals; but this is a miserable way--as any one who will go to snaring rabbits, or slaughtering lambs, may learn--and he will be regarded as a benefactor of his race who shall teach man to confine himself to a more innocent and wholesome diet. What my own practice may be, I have no doubt that it is a part of the destiny of the human race, in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals, as surely as the savage tribes have left off eating each other when they came in contact with the more civilized." Henry David Thoreau in "Walden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I do feel that spiritual progress does demand at some stage that we should cease to kill our fellow creatures for the satisfaction of our bodily wants." Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is my view that the vegetarian manner of living, by its purely physical effect on the human temperament, would most beneficially influence the lot of mankind." Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As long as men massacre animals, they will kill each other. Indeed, he who sows the seeds of murder and pain cannot reap joy and love." Pythagorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is necessary to correct the error that vegetarianism has made us weak in mind, or passive or inert in action. I do not regard flesh-food as necessary at any stage" Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nonviolence leads to the highest ethics, which is the goal of all evolution. Until we stop harming all living beings, we are all savages." Thomas Edison, inventor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a man wants to murder a tiger, he calls it sport; when a tiger wants to murder him, he calls it ferocity." George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places! I have since an early age abjured the use of meat..." Leonardo da Vinci, painter, sculptor, poet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A dead cow or sheep lying in a pasture is recognized as carrion. The same sort of carcass dressed and hung up in a butcher's stall passes as food!" J. H. Kellog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not see any reason why animals should be slaughtered to serve as human diet when there are so many substitutes. After all, man can live without meat..." The Dalai Lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who does not value life does not deserve it." Leonardo da Vinci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flesh-eating is simply immoral, as it involves the performance of an act which is contrary to moral feeling--killing." Count Leo Tolstoy, great Russian philosopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hold flesh-food to be unsuited to our species. We err in copying the lower animal world if we are superior to it." Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I look my age. It is the other people who look older than they are. What can you expect from people who eat corpses?" George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, my fellow men, do not defile your bodies with sinful foods. We have corn, we have apples bending down the branches with their weight, and grapes swelling on the vines. There are sweet-flavored herbs, and vegetables which can be cooked and softened over the fire, nor are you denied milk or thyme-scented honey. The earth affords a lavish supply of riches, of innocent foods, and offers you banquets that involve no bloodshed or slaughter; only beasts satisfy their hunger with flesh, and not even all of those, because horses, cattle, and sheep live on grass." Pythagorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you really ask what reason Pythagorus had for abstinence from flesh? For my part I rather wonder both by what accident and in what state of mind the first man touched his mouth to gore and brought his lips to the flesh of a dead creature, set forth tables of dead, stale bodies, and ventured to call food and nourishment the parts that had a little before bellowed and cried, moved and lived. How could eyes endure the slaughter when throats were slit and hides flayed and limbs torn from limb? How could his nose endure the stench? How was it that the pollution did not turn away his taste, which made contact with sores of others and sucked juices and serums from mortal wounds? It is certainly not lions or wolves that we eat out of self-defense; on the contrary, we ignore these and slaughter harmless, tame creatures without stings or teeth to harm us. For the sake of a little flesh we deprive them of sun, of light, of the duration of life to which they are entitled by birth and being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you declare that you are naturally designed for such a diet, then first kill for yourself what you want to eat. Do it, however, only through your own resources, unaided by cleaver or cudgel or any kind of ax." The Roman Plutarch, in an essay "On Eating Flesh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar line of thinking is this quote: "I'm no shrinking violet. I played hockey until half my teeth were knocked down my throat. And I'm extremely competitive on a tennis court. . . But that experience at the slaughterhouse overwhelmed me. When I walked out of there, I knew I would never again harm an animal! I knew all the physiological, economic, and ecological arguments supporting vegetarianism, but it was firsthand experience of man's cruelty to animals that laid the real groundwork for my commitment to vegetarianism." Peter Burwash, champion tennis player in his book, "A Vegetarian Primer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not want to make my stomach a graveyard of dead animals." George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who, seeking his own happiness, punishes or kills beings who also long for happiness, will not find happiness after death." Buddhist Dhammapada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It may indeed be doubted whether butchers' meat is anywhere a necessary of life. Grain and other vegetables, with the help of milk, cheese, and butter, or oil where butter is not to be had, afford the most plentiful, the most wholesome, the most nourishing, and the most invigorating diet. Decency nowhere requires that any man should eat butchers' meat." Economist Adam Smith in "The Wealth of Nations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In all the round world of Utopia there is no meat. There used to be. But now we cannot stand the thought of slaughterhouses. And, in a population that is all educated, and at about the same level of physical refinement, it is practically impossible to find anyone who will hew a dead ox or pig... I can still remember as a boy the rejoicings over the closing of the last slaughterhouse." H. G. Wells, vision of the future in "A Modern Utopia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are all God's creatures--that we pray to God for mercy and justice while we continue to eat the flesh of animals that are slaughtered on our account is not consistent." Isaac Bashevis Singer, Nobel-prize winning author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vegetarianism is a greater progress. From the greater clearness of head and quicker apprehension motivated him to become a vegetarian. Flesh-eating is an unprovoked murder." Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Various philosophers and religious leaders tried to convince their disciples and followers that animals are nothing more than machines without a soul, without feelings. However, anyone who has ever lived with an animal--be it a dog, a bird, or even a mouse--knows that this theory is a brazen lie, invented to justify cruelty." Isaac Bashevis Singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be nonviolent to human beings and to be a killer or enemy of the poor animals is Satan's philosophy. In this age there is always enmity against poor animals, and therefore the poor creatures are always anxious. The reaction of the poor animals is being forced on human society, and therefore there is always strain of cold or hot war between men, individually, collectively or nationally." A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, in Srimad-Bhagavatam (1.10.6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every act of irreverence for life, every act which neglects life, which is indifferent to and wastes life, is a step towards the love of death. This choice man must make at every minute. Never were the consequences of the wrong choice as total and as irreversible as they are today. Never was the warning of the Bible so urgent: 'I have put before you life and death, blessing and curse. Choose life, that you and your children may live.' (Deuteronomy 30:19)" Erich Fromm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To avoid causing terror to living beings, let the disciple refrain from eating meat... the food of the wise is that which is consumed by the sadhus [holymen]; it does not consist of meat... There may be some foolish people in the future who will say that I permitted meat-eating and that I partook of meat myself, but... meat-eating I have not permitted to anyone, I do not permit, I will not permit meat-eating in any form, in any manner and in any place; it is unconditionally prohibited for all." The Buddha in Dhammapada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of George Bernard Shaw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are living graves of murdered beasts&lt;br /&gt;Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites.&lt;br /&gt;We never pause to wonder at our feasts,&lt;br /&gt;If animals like men could possibly have rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray on Sunday that we may have light,&lt;br /&gt;To guide our footsteps on the paths we tread.&lt;br /&gt;We are sick of war, we do not want to fight,&lt;br /&gt;And we gorge ourselves upon the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Carrion Crows we live and feed on meat,&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the suffering and pain&lt;br /&gt;We cause by doing so, in this we treat,&lt;br /&gt;Defenseless animals for sport or gain -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we hope in this world to attain&lt;br /&gt;The peace we say we are so anxious for,&lt;br /&gt;We pray for it o'er hetacomba of slain,&lt;br /&gt;To God while outraging the moral law,&lt;br /&gt;Thus cruelty begets the offspring --- WAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5584475839253992602?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5584475839253992602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5584475839253992602&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5584475839253992602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5584475839253992602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/interesting-quotes-on-vegetarianism.html' title='Interesting Quotes on Vegetarianism'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8445461373750008030</id><published>2008-02-09T10:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:21:04.754+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Friend indeed</title><content type='html'>I havent been writing on the blog but my friend has been, he was not around on the blog scene for more than a year and now back in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These posts on me...life has no great achievements to show ....so I thot will pick up these 2 to show off ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/02/passion-at-work-by-satyadarshini-sharma.html"&gt;http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/02/passion-at-work-by-satyadarshini-sharma.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-w-and-1-h.html"&gt;http://joysandlaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-w-and-1-h.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8445461373750008030?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8445461373750008030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8445461373750008030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8445461373750008030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8445461373750008030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/friend-indeed.html' title='Friend indeed'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-6346703754781264042</id><published>2008-02-01T14:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:35:04.385+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Its all about relationships!</title><content type='html'>A chat with friend on gtalk about relationships, this one at her workplace...we both realized at the end what we gained by this conversation...check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: i spoke to my manager.. and i think things are good between us&lt;br /&gt;me: wow&lt;br /&gt;what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;all good now&lt;br /&gt;friend: i just told him that i should n't have been rude to him and stuff&lt;br /&gt;me: and ...&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;friend: and he was like its ok .. things like that happen and stuff&lt;br /&gt;me: oh&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;friend: i am quite relieved that i have it off my chest&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah&lt;br /&gt;I know what it means to u&lt;br /&gt;congrats...these are the achievements of life..more than money and fame..&lt;br /&gt;friend: now i can concentrate on my work...&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;friend: yeah very true&lt;br /&gt;me: and it opens doors&lt;br /&gt;to money and fame&lt;br /&gt;after clearing these blocks&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;friend: hehe.. good one&lt;br /&gt;me: :)&lt;br /&gt;friend: u should put that one on ur blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-6346703754781264042?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6346703754781264042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=6346703754781264042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6346703754781264042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/6346703754781264042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-all-about-relationships.html' title='Its all about relationships!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3758241017965359159</id><published>2007-12-14T14:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:23:41.174+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Pyar ka side effects.....</title><content type='html'>My conversation on chat with a friend on "love" :)&lt;br /&gt;================================================&lt;br /&gt;ME: love catches one unawares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: sometimes we think we know it all&lt;br /&gt;and we are in this good intellectual state&lt;br /&gt;and love comes by&lt;br /&gt;crashing our identity&lt;br /&gt;intellect&lt;br /&gt;fundas&lt;br /&gt;and what not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: so basiclly loves just screws us..one way or the other&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: well said&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;but if u want to see it as a true optimist&lt;br /&gt;like me&lt;br /&gt;I see it as a way to introspection&lt;br /&gt;learning&lt;br /&gt;knowing oneself&lt;br /&gt;and changing course&lt;br /&gt;lot of newness comes in us&lt;br /&gt;and there is a fresh way we see ourselves&lt;br /&gt;also one needs to realise the object we love&lt;br /&gt;aint so lovely as much we make it&lt;br /&gt;there is lot of our creation&lt;br /&gt;and we lose touch with reality&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;"Friend" didnt respond after this...must be thinking "YE KITNI PAKAATI HAI" ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3758241017965359159?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3758241017965359159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3758241017965359159&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3758241017965359159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3758241017965359159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/pyar-ka-side-effects.html' title='Pyar ka side effects.....'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-7396983982227159527</id><published>2007-12-11T11:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:00:48.499+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Helping Hand!</title><content type='html'>Mom always lectures ;-) "Support people when they need you" "Dont miss opportunities to help people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I didnt have the discernment to comprehend this and was ignorant of the growth I was missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From past 4-5 years though, I am cognizant to this aspect of life. One of the discoveries is that when I give more importance to the community around me, my self worth has actually risen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirits are lively and blithe. Everyday is satisfying because life always has a cause when I am thinking outwards and rather indulging in the self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have even gone to the extent of being kind to many who have been unkind to me. I empathize with the individuals I have hurt and give them a true and sincere apology. To respect them, whom I thought I didnt require as they didnt seem to fit in my scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before now, I would have been very hesitant to do such acts, but now I apprehend it all. There are no loose ends, no hangups and my heart is expanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am "no different" from the other human, I am the world. I am ONE with all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am devoid of hatred, revenge, hurtful feelings....too good to be true??...huh!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And you can be too, just a shift in thinking :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-7396983982227159527?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7396983982227159527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=7396983982227159527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7396983982227159527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/7396983982227159527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/helping-hand.html' title='Helping Hand!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-1890328058639546554</id><published>2007-12-08T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:40:47.296+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Job and Hikes!</title><content type='html'>Its hard to accept, the words are stuck in his throat. Life couldnt be this!! He resigns himself to his fate. Its always the smarter ones who succeed in the career path. Whoever cared about hard work. Yeah yeah, everyone wants a smooth guy. With all these thoughts in his mind he heads out of the manager's cabin. He has got a 3% hike and he is shocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 3 years at the job and Mr Mehenti was the person at all times. Normal work and he was there, crisis time and he was slogging out the hours at work. He just kept doing the work with all focus and concentration. He didnt expect anything from the job but just to do it best and to do it right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now what should I do? Should I look for another job or do I continue the way I was..? What do I do? Help me!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help Mr Mehenti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-1890328058639546554?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1890328058639546554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=1890328058639546554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1890328058639546554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/1890328058639546554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/job-and-hikes.html' title='Job and Hikes!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-8572530661782321678</id><published>2007-12-04T13:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:40:27.808+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Fantasies, Dreams and Life!!!</title><content type='html'>Right now I can see life like carrying a remote with 3 buttons: &lt;strong&gt;Fantasy, Dreams and Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a luxury!!! All of these states are great...for some I may sound crazy ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine, I press this button and there I go fantasizing. I am on this beautiful, exotic place...gardens, flowers, the sky and there I am sitting and writing poetry...wow!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next button, and I am dreaming in the night. It is involuntary but to some extent my state of mind does influence it. I am dreaming of an era gone by, so many 1000 years ago. Struggling as a woman, living my life in those restrains. It feels so true...it is about helplessness and when I grow out of it, it is about maturity. Not making sense to you? Just get it that I am living in a different time altogether!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I wake up and press the button "Life". Woaaah...what a wonderful morning! Let me start my day listening to Suprabhatam. Yoga and meditation makes me feel so much in place...and I am off to work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I press the next button and the next and I must say I am freaking out friends...;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-8572530661782321678?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8572530661782321678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=8572530661782321678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8572530661782321678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/8572530661782321678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/fantasy-dreams-and-life.html' title='Fantasies, Dreams and Life!!!'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-3760253602969469938</id><published>2007-12-03T13:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:23:15.436+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anything...'/><title type='text'>Love is not lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1Pe-Io-5tI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/I9nF0bgWl4U/s1600-R/broken-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139696758812501714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="151" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1Pe-Io-5tI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RSvSGcGSHc4/s200/broken-heart.gif" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me "Remember that gal I told you about, it’s all over!" "I cannot believe its true, did it really happen?” "I wish she would come back to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we all wish our loved ones living or dead came back to us? Those unfulfilled desires, love that was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell my friend "Love isn’t lost" and maybe this was destined to happen for there is a better life waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is tired and sleepy, had been lamenting over it the whole day. "Thanks for your kindness!! Will surely take your advice on this tomorrow, now I got to sleep" :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely my “gyaan” won’t spare you friend for I learnt that love is not lost, its always there within us and if you care you will discover it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hold it true, whatever befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.”&lt;br /&gt;Alfred, Lord Tennyson quotes (English poet often regarded as the chief representative of the Victorian age in poetry, 1809-1892)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this would make more sense:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“'Tis better to have loved and lost than to do homework with three children”&lt;br /&gt;(Quote picked up from the internet)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-3760253602969469938?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3760253602969469938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=3760253602969469938&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3760253602969469938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/3760253602969469938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-is-not-lost.html' title='Love is not lost'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1Pe-Io-5tI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/RSvSGcGSHc4/s72-c/broken-heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-5752763187738161418</id><published>2007-12-03T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:37:27.832+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Seeker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1PiDYo-5uI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Z97v1nnxwtI/s1600-R/constellationhv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139700147541698274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1PiDYo-5uI/AAAAAAAAAKE/a1KQyg2aFZo/s200/constellationhv3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we dream when young... The world is ours and there are no worries. As age passes by dreams have lesser or no meaning. Life loses its thrills and excitement. There is little left to aspire for. Its getting so tough, need to keep the mind sane and the body in shape. The seasons dont matter at all, as everything is a struggle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this why we are here..? To realise at the end that it was just to die...to leave everything and go whatever we had desired most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we die with the mysteries unsolved...what is life and what is death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say we care less to know, why waste time on this...just live :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a seeker, I search for the knowledge...find lots around, makes sense for a while but I dont get the Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For certain is death for the born&lt;br /&gt;And certain is birth for the dead;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore over the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;Thou shouldst not grieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhagavad Gita (250 BC - 250 AD), Chapter 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gives me solace for a while...! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-5752763187738161418?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5752763187738161418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=5752763187738161418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5752763187738161418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/5752763187738161418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/seeker.html' title='The Seeker'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/R1PiDYo-5uI/AAAAAAAAAKE/a1KQyg2aFZo/s72-c/constellationhv3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13739254.post-506602430546713717</id><published>2007-11-30T16:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-01T14:17:39.891+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Ghazals I listen to lately...</title><content type='html'>Enjoying the Mehdi Hassan collection! These are the ones I am listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;बात करनी मुझे मुश्किल&lt;br /&gt;भूली बिसरी चंद&lt;br /&gt;देख तो दिल के जान से&lt;br /&gt;जब तेरे नैन&lt;br /&gt;पत्ता पत्ता बूटा &lt;span class=""&gt;बूटा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;रंजिश ही सही &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Know all about life: Yoga, meditation, satsang, bhajans, success, happiness etc&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13739254-506602430546713717?l=satyakadarshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/feeds/506602430546713717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13739254&amp;postID=506602430546713717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/506602430546713717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13739254/posts/default/506602430546713717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satyakadarshan.blogspot.com/2007/11/ghazals-i-listen-to-lately.html' title='Ghazals I listen to lately...'/><author><name>Satyadarshini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15940255781534812866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuOC7V2JAEY/SljUbo99JbI/AAAAAAAACqU/WrFb8erLmoc/S220/100720092848.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
