Life goes transitioning from one frame of reference to other. No... This is not a lecture on Einstein's thought experiments but yes it sure do is a mind game. Trick and treat. It all begins, when your mind takes a step ahead in future and starts living in an imagined frame of reference. Have you watched the movie "In Pursuit of Happyness"? The lead in the movie always imagines to be a stock broker, he imagines himself to be part of that frame of reference, where; according to him people are happy and contented. Life is all about transitioning from one frame of reference to another. Sometimes better sometimes bitter. One always looks ahead to fit into what his/her mind says as the next destination. Its like a stop in journey. You visit that frame, be a part of it, behave like you belong there and then you move on to some other frame. Some people need not have to go through these transformations but they have their own problems to deal with. This transitioning from one frame to another brings struggle in life, both physical and mental. This is what keeps people alive and aspiring. This is what asks more from them everyday so that one day they wake up in their desired frame. This is what life is.
Saturday, December 27, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
Firstscope - Celestron NexStar 6SE Telescope
This Diwali another wish got fullfilled. And this was a childhood dream to own a telescope and focus at infinity. Keep gazing at stars, planets and other marvels of Universe. I dont belive in rhetorics, but to get a good deal at the time you want is something "...whole universe has to conspire to make it happen". In many ways it happened exactly same way to me. After a lot of deliberation, searching and by timely search found a generous seller who sold it to me at throwaway price. Otherwise this telescope costs a fortune .. With all accesories it will come around 1.5 Lacs in India.
Here's some pics of my firstscope.
Sunday, October 05, 2014
Ice cream
I always wanted to write about it...
About eating Ice cream.
Journey of that cup of Ice cream. Pampered from the beginning, taken care and kept in favorable conditions since it's made. Reaching to the tongues in same way ... cold and creamy.
Cut to the childhood.
We didn't had fridge at home when I was a child. Ice or Ice cream was like a delicacy. Going to eat Ice cream used to be a planned event. Going to Ice cream parlor, looking inside that mini sliding fridge at the cups of different flavors. Taking each bite as small as possible so that it wont finish soon...
As a child I had dreamed of a fridge as tall as me when I grow up filled with Ice cream cups, cones and kulfies.
Cut to the adulthood.
Life has been fair and given a chance to grow and achieve the dreams.
Still I haven't loaded the fridge which is taller than me with Ice cream.
Whenever I hold cup of Ice cream or cone in my hand, I get a surge of unexplainable emotions.
It's a consumable delicacy brought to customer's with utmost care. Right from manufacturing, transportation and storage - it's given special treatment.
We care so much for Ice cream but we do not care for..... childhood of million of children dying of hunger. A cup of Ice cream at decent hotel can easily afford a two time meal for anyone who has not dipped his presence into luxuries of life.
Parched tongues at traffic signals, begging for few rupees or selling items to make a livelihood.
I'm not against spending money on luxurious possessions and good lifestyle, but at the same time I would never shy away from generously donating money for social causes.
I live with this battle everyday. Minimalistic living or Consumerism. Donations or Seva.
Donations are indirect ways of helping the cause but Seva is superior.
Giving your time is the best contribution you can make to better your soul. I have observed with self experience, Seva is the only way to free this soul of worries and stress. It is superior to what money can do. I guess this is the reason of profound faith and smile on faces of most NGO workers who work directly with the downtrodden. Joy of Seva is incomparable to any other joy.
Back to Ice cream
I eat after meal or a drink or two but I feel disgusted at my apathy at that moment.
-ciao
About eating Ice cream.
Journey of that cup of Ice cream. Pampered from the beginning, taken care and kept in favorable conditions since it's made. Reaching to the tongues in same way ... cold and creamy.
Cut to the childhood.
We didn't had fridge at home when I was a child. Ice or Ice cream was like a delicacy. Going to eat Ice cream used to be a planned event. Going to Ice cream parlor, looking inside that mini sliding fridge at the cups of different flavors. Taking each bite as small as possible so that it wont finish soon...
As a child I had dreamed of a fridge as tall as me when I grow up filled with Ice cream cups, cones and kulfies.
Cut to the adulthood.
Life has been fair and given a chance to grow and achieve the dreams.
Still I haven't loaded the fridge which is taller than me with Ice cream.
Whenever I hold cup of Ice cream or cone in my hand, I get a surge of unexplainable emotions.
It's a consumable delicacy brought to customer's with utmost care. Right from manufacturing, transportation and storage - it's given special treatment.
We care so much for Ice cream but we do not care for..... childhood of million of children dying of hunger. A cup of Ice cream at decent hotel can easily afford a two time meal for anyone who has not dipped his presence into luxuries of life.
Parched tongues at traffic signals, begging for few rupees or selling items to make a livelihood.
I'm not against spending money on luxurious possessions and good lifestyle, but at the same time I would never shy away from generously donating money for social causes.
I live with this battle everyday. Minimalistic living or Consumerism. Donations or Seva.
Donations are indirect ways of helping the cause but Seva is superior.
Giving your time is the best contribution you can make to better your soul. I have observed with self experience, Seva is the only way to free this soul of worries and stress. It is superior to what money can do. I guess this is the reason of profound faith and smile on faces of most NGO workers who work directly with the downtrodden. Joy of Seva is incomparable to any other joy.
Back to Ice cream
I eat after meal or a drink or two but I feel disgusted at my apathy at that moment.
-ciao
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Sometimes...
Sometimes I think.... What if all this scientological developments wouldn't have happened? What if there was no invention (or should it be called discovery as it represented itself in universe in form of different shapes) of 0, Shunya, Zero. It's as important as discovery of wheel. Only difference: one is real, tangible and one is manifestation in symbol. But wheel is a Shunya as a circle. I didn't want to use that word Circle because it itself is another manifestation of a natural shape for human understanding.
So what if there was no Shunya?
What if there were no Computers, machines that operate on 1's and 0's?
These thoughts are rushing in because of recently successful Mars Orbiter Insertion of India's ISRO's Mars Orbiter Mission satellite (MOM).
My line of thinking is going back to Invention of Zero. India gave Zero to the world, then somewhere down the line it became country of snake charmers and now it's again proving it's worth by indigenously making a interplanetary mission successful. Have a look into Nasa Eyes DSN website (http://eyes.nasa.gov/dsn/dsn.html). It fills my heart with pride to see ISRO's MOM sending signals back to Earth from Martian orbit. India might be late to Mars party but ISRO did it perfectly on first time and using a complicated yet very very cost effective method. And it's only the fourth to do so. JustSaying... Someone unaware, looking at MOM at DSN website might ask what's that? Well that's a satellite revolving around Mars sent from the country of snake charmers by the very same people. Well every country has its problems. India has dire poverty and millions still cant afford single square meal a day. But that doesn't mean India should not look beyond. Poverty exists owing to many reasons and individuals not taking initiatives to work is the biggest of them all. Our infrastructure development projects cost many more times than ISRO's Mars Mission. Well I'm stopping here about progress, poverty, third world problems etc.
What I was really pondering about was the ability of humans to conquer the space with their limited resources and technological prowess. Sending life on Moon and bringing it back safely, sending rovers on another planet and sending satellites to outer space. "This is where manifestations are helping us to meet the real world...The Universe"
All those equations and formulae on paper are actually propelling tons of mass to another planets. It does mean a lot to us because these things never existed before. These representations and creations are man made. The Universe is a vast sea of possibilities.
-ciao
Sunday, September 07, 2014
May be
I may stay single for life, coz love is distant and I'm not able to accept this arrange marriage ideology. Bullshit this thing is. Crappiest custom in hypocrite India.
It's a tie.
Ciao.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
It's not possible...
No it's not possible to stay the same.
People change. You yourself have changed a lot. Look at you 15 years before, were you the same? Nops.
Its by design. Rule of nature. You cant live with same innocense, honesty, trustworthiness. You will be torn and ripped if you continue to do you. So mother nature shields you. To protect you she instills the armor of treachery, teaches hard lessons. Make use of it, often, though its not by your nature but its needed.
-Ciao
Friday, August 22, 2014
MacXitement
Labels:
Apple,
iMac,
laptop,
macbook,
Macbook Pro,
MacbookPro,
Mavericks,
OS X,
OSX
Sunday, August 03, 2014
Just a thought
Just a thought
Life exists on this planet from thousands of years. Each and every generation has seen new inventions, discoveries and their fare share in accepting new things and technology. That makes me think, we are part of a big experiment. Consider the college days, just to find out a girls (crush to be particular) name, address, hobbies and interests it use to take days and months. But that investment of time was worth because it used to develop and test the passion over that time. Circa 2014, log into Facebook or search on google and get all the information handy. Does it give any value to relationship?
Not just this, the pattern of communication 50 years before and today is completely changed. Evolving species. We are victimized. The grasp of technology is changing our ways to perceive the environment and relationships. Quick&Easy is the new age dilemma.
You are not suppose to say anything against it. You can only accept it. There's one thing that can stop you from this evolutionary process. It's called Poverty. Poverty brings you down to the bare minimum thread of humanity. Delicate thread which will break with slightest of experiment. You hold onto it by leaving consumerism. It can only be understood when you are desperately poor. No person on full stomach and a box donuts beside to eat can understand this. Spend one day in an orphanage or work in Gurudwara lunger, you will get to know what it means to be human. One part of society is yearning to wear clothes made up of finest silk and three parts of society are still holding on to that one small delicate thread of humanity.... It wont break but it's weakening day by day
Monday, July 28, 2014
Friday, July 25, 2014
Something to remember always
Whenever you have a bad day owing to some bad people, tell yourself - reassure yourself - that "This world is going on because of people doing good."
"Ye dunia acche logo ke vajah se chal rahi hai."
Agar sab log bure hote toh ye duniya kab ki khatam ho gayi hoti.
Kuch log hai jinse aap abhi tak mile nahi ho, jinse aap baad me kabhi future me miloge bhi nahi, lekin kabhi kahi kisi jarurat ke pal wo aapko itni madad kar jayenge aap unka ehsaan zindagi bhar nahi utar payenge.
Never cease to do good. It receprocates and revolves around, might go unnoticed but never in vain.
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Guru Purnima blessings - Sri Sri
Yesterday was Guru Purnima... and in this age of information technology and social media, I received blessings from my third Guru in a Twitter direct message(DM). It was such a nice experience and those words were somewhat relating. Im a staunch science & fact freak, so I dont want to imply a miracle blessing phenomenon rather simply pointing out the coincidence. Sri Sri Ravishankar is my tech savvy Guru. May people understand his charitable trust's mission rather than branding him as another Godman. Those who know Guruji also know that he himself says "Jai Gurudev". I was baffeled at first hearing that. Because people fondly call him Gurudev and use these words to glorify him, then for whom he uses those words? When he explained this in all his innocense and humbleness, no doubts were left within. Gurudev acknowledges the fact that he isn't a godman or supreme authority. He thanks his guiding principles and his guruji's. On this Guru Purnima let me seek your blessings and wish to have your support with me.
Let the world be stress free society and nurture good values for well being of every living creature.
Follow Sri Sri on twitter: www.twitter.com/srisri
-ciao
Saturday, July 12, 2014
How I Wish ... Death and Funeral.
I'm not pessimistic, I believe in living life to the fullest each and every moment of it. Planning all the tours so well in advance, how can I miss my final journey. Death. Second biggest event of Life, after Birth. Death should be a celebration, like celebrating farewells. When I took my first breath, I become entitled to stop somewhere. Given the fact that nobody has survived beyond a certain limit of time... It's inevitable.
Some live longer some live shorter, some live knowing the fate, some live fearing the end. It's their for everyone yet everyone wants to run away from it... Each passing moment is taking us closer to it, Running away is in fact becomes the act of getting closer and closer. These thoughts become stronger when you are alone. That's why those who are occupied with daily chorus feel less about the "certain thing". Stronger the life-support, stronger the desire to live. Stronger is the denial of final certainty. As one poet has said.. "Miles to go before I sleep..." Everyones wants to wake up and cover the distance called Life; full of responsibilities. Certainly everyone thinks pondering about Death is pessimism. Who are you fooling? It's not pessimism, when you can debate and put your thoughts on the meanest of subjects.. why not Death? It's the fear that stops you. When you accept it as part of life it becomes much easier to imagine.
I know, I'm going to die, may be much earlier than what I thought it would happen. Owing to a lifestyle, I stand no chance of survival beyond 60 years. Reaching 60 itself will be a lifetime achievement. As I'm thinking about it, I may make few changes here and there and prolong it for few more years but eventually I will breath my last someday. KNOWING THIS FACT I CANT EXPRESS THE JOY OF BREATHING AT THIS VERY MOMENT. It's the thing that got us started, keeps us going on and will put us to a halt one day. Sighhh.. while writing this I unknowingly took a deep breath.
So how would that moment be when my life comes to a halt? I wish it happens when I'm in deep sleep dreaming of best moments I had. Moments when I felt most alive, like the one when I was chanting "Sachin Sachin" to the top of my voice when Master Blaster played his last 200th test match at Wankhede Stadium. Moments spent with family and friends, and with little ones. Remebering their selfless sweet smiles. I will be thankful if it happens early morning before the sunrise, before the dawn. As I dont like waking up early morning, let that be the time- I never have to ever again. Let everyone gather who wants to meet and let me be on my final ride before the sunset. Like I said, it should be a celebration. No one should cry, miss me silently if you wish to but no shedding tears. Celebrate it with colors. The dress-code for my funeral should strictly be informal.. The best could be Goan style. Shirts and shorts with flower prints, hats of different styles, and carefree attitude... like we all have when we visit Goa. No whites strictly no whites. And I don't want to get carried away in sleeping posture. I have slept enough in my lifetime, so when I go, put me in a Car, seated; in the Navigator seat (and put a map in my hands of the funeral location) and have one of my best friend drive the Car. Needless to say, play songs of MJ(Earth Song), Bob Dylan(Blowin in the wind), Bob Marley(Every little thing gonna be all-right), Nusrat Sahab(Sanu ek pal chain na aave), Lataji(Khamosh sa afsana), Pink Floyd(Time), Nirvana(Man who sold the world), Kishor Kumar (Ye jeena hai angoor ka dana...), Sonu(Abhi Muzh me kahi), Arijit Singh(Phir le laya dil), Lucky Ali(Anjani rahon me) and lastly Metallica(Nothing Else Matters). I deliberately wrote this because Music makes the life worth living and its my wish to play it on my last ride.
When the ride reaches the destination, have a welcome for the body, burst few crackers, have a DJ blaring Pitbull & David Guetta songs. Let the cremation begin, I wish its old style pyre... as I have always enjoyed the journey more than the destination... want this too, to be slow and enjoyable. As the sun sets, let the flames reach the sky. Have return gifts for the guests, preferably copies of Bhagavad Gita with posters written in bold letters, "ASATO MA SAD GAMAYA, TAMASO MA JYOTIRGAMAYA" and songs of my last playlist.
Is that all? Yes it is. We cant write our own scripts but we are optimistic humans, we never cease to dream...doesn't matter if it's about life or about death.
I'm feeling light hearted for no reason having written all that. Don't know what hidden emotions pushed me thus far to write all this for no reason, on a cool, breezy, drizzly, relaxing, monsoon weekend morning... Just sipped a hot cup of tea and went on writing...
-Ciao
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Anatomy of Pain
You know what is greatest pain- it's being alone after hard days work and not been able to reach the spot on back to apply ointment to tend severe aching. Having to cook to feed hungry stomach makes it even more miserable. Not lamenting just expressing.
This too shall pass.
The physical pain slowly subsides.
The bleeding heart starts paining more.
Pain isnt always physical ... You, yourself is a reservoir of pain, waiting to find cracks in the pot internally or externally.
Doesnt feel right. How much strong one can be. Is it being strong or feelingless? Look at the other guys, they crib about their companions but they forget its the very shadow of their loved ones, they are finding solace. Without that umbrella they wouldn't survive a day without complaining.
Not having anyone to complain about is also painful.
-ciao
Sunday, June 08, 2014
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Bazar
Bazar me utar aaye hai, koi boli toh lagao..
Bechne ke daam alag hai dekhne ke alag.
Bazar ke ritirivajo se mukhatib karvavo,
Ye naye parinde hai, roj roj nahi bikte.
Monday, April 21, 2014
In pursuit of dreams
I wish to get a job in far away remote observatory or setup one of my own, away from city crowd, high atop mountain. I write software for astronomy and do astrophotography all night. Enough time for research and meditation, no worldly distractions, no obscurities of living. A man of few things and a lot to accomplish. This was the childhood dream and it's still not faded. Along these many years, I may have lost or gained thoughts, but these few wishes are so close to heart; they seem to never leave me. Now I have everything to make it possible, so I will not be greedy or lusty for a city living. I will soon start on the path of my heart; a journey and a destination known only to me. This is the land of childhood dreams. I wish I never grow up to extent of forgetting them. It's because of that guy, Albert Einstein. What should I say... He ruined my teenage. He filled me with dreams so big, so different and so uncommon, that I never felt its important to be part of rat race. I never competed against anyone to get good grades, good house or for that matter a beautiful girl by my side. It's not normal but everyone is different. Why should I? That was the pertinent question and above all, I was always competing with myself to get better and better -to reach to that destination I had dreamed of. I'm still striving to get there and I have strong faith that my perseverance will get me there. That will be fullfilment of my life. No worries, if I breath last after fullfilling my destiny. Let all the universe conspire to help me achieve that, because thats what I want from the core of my heart.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
A Day In Life
Redfish18: Riding Solo, Single person in auditorium. Watching "Her" @ Audi3 @AmanoraPune Thanks #Inox for not canceling. #HappyValentinesDay #Her #Pune
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
Happy New Year 2014
AAP ka accha samay shuru hota hai ab.
May Tagore's words come true, starting this year... Revolution has began.
... Let my country awake.
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