Monday, December 14, 2009

----- a funny story - this is dedicated to my friend Mr. Ibrahim Kutty who's a social activist for small Traders in Kerala.

A Nature Lover

1 day, I decided 2 visit that wonderful place: Kadalundi where river meets sea. It's a marvelous place where birds from different geographical region come 2 enjoy . After a 45' drive of my old Willys Jeep, I reached that calm and tranquil place where sky, sea and land unite together.




But for my wonder, I found there my friend! - a philosopher. He's well known in our area for his intense love towards Nature.



He told me: “if you're getting close to Nature, it'll be closer 2 u more & love u more & more. If you feel the touch of it, it can even heal ur wounded mind.

……….and YOu'll never feel lonely anymore! It’ll be ur true companion forever without demanding u anything!



He became so happy 2 see me there. We watched the clear waters, sitting on a stony & rocky place near the shore.


Gradually he began 2 touch the waves with his legs. I got it that he was trying to be in connection with Nature.


He stated: No need to worry on your life and death if you're in perfect union with Nature. Even if your life ends, you’re returning back to Nature’s lovely embrace. So why worries??

I found he's really enjoying it, and watched the life force's passing through his body radiating an incredible glow.

The sky began cloudy at that time. I showed him the Mighty waves of the ocean approaching us with a roaring sound.

…but when looked aside, I couldn’t find him - my philosopher friend! He was running away fast.

He shouted: "Don't you see the angry waves? May be it's Tsunami again!"

--with Natural luv

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

(The mini story below is dedicated again to Ms. Asiya - a Junior Scientist who won the contest posted on this blog earlier.)


MLM - A Dubai Meditation


After a long long time, I met him yesterday in a Malabari cafe in Dubai. He looked smart, more healthy and energetic. His eyes were shining with joy. No black rings under his eyes like b4. He appeared to be so light hearted. 2-3 lines of a famous Hindi song I heard from him.

Sure! He's perfectly tuned well with Nature, enjoying the light, colors, beauty... & everything! I could even feel an Aura around his body.


I asked him: "So u got a better job?"
"No": He

I thought someone helped him to build his dream house, but he told it's still a far dream! His face sad: "I dont think i can make it in the near future".


"So, what's the secret? You have many problems, financial! ... and u r away from ur family. long hours of troublesome work. But even then, u look so happy and joyful?


He served me a glass of orange juice. "Ok, that I will tell you next week".


I was waiting like anything for that day. It was a Friday -my holiday in Dubai. He took me to a big hall where spread a dim light and I saw there several Professionals, high profile people - ALL well dressed and smart looking.


After a while A Leader appeared on the stage who looked like an exact fotocopy of a Super Star. He ordered all of us to close our eyes.....and then we are suggested to imagine that we're all in our newly built dream house (it costs millions) which is in the center of a very beautiful Garden with cute colorful flowers and butterflies.


He asked us: "Which car do u want to drive?"
I answered him it is BMW I wish, but my friend drove Rolls Royce, and each one selected according to his taste.


Then A bold tone suggested us that we're getting continuous income and high revenue from our downlines even when we're relaxing lazily in our garden chairs! Suddenly some spill over came and we're piled up with big bucks & huge money and
we saw that our Bank account has been overflowing with tons of cash!


He (our leader) declared: This is MLM (Multi level marketing)! The golden tool of future to offer you what you wish in your life in this world.


Really, I forgot all my troubles in that river of joy, and took an elaborate bath in it. It made me in an ecstasy when i thought of countless money flowing thru my left and right wings!


Oh! when came out of the Hall, I noticed in the mirror, my face: it's also shining with joy like that of my friend!

See the power of MLM meditation!





  



(Notes: Malabari - People from Malabar - a part of Kerala (India)
Aura - a field of luminous radiation around a person or object, or reflection of bioenergy level)

--with love



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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hi,
           .....Ok, Now...

  • MLM stands for what?
Answer now so that I can dedicate my next posting 4 u!


: Your Name

: Your Email

Type the Answer Below!









Search 4 anything Here - Sadar



Wednesday, November 11, 2009

The posting below is dedicated to Mr. Chandra Swami (Sekhar) whom I found reflecting a sense of eternal joy in his eyes derived from a super conscious level out of self knowledge - I think. He works in Dubai

-- A poem born on a bus ride in Dubai

Lost in Dubai:

I'm on a wooden bench in Creek now,
Enjoying the water vessels
Riding like golden swans..


wow! they're made of beauty and charm


...then a wonder bus entered on the waters
after a lazy road ride..


Oh! it's an amphibian


The enchanting colors & lights seemed
They're made out of a dream!


The romantic Arabian music-
is heard then from a nearby cafe
..and the Sheisha smokes relaxed my burning nerves

The gigantic buildings around
Marked -the mighty Technological advancements


My Metro - gave me a fancy ride on the ground
in the air, and hurray! under water!










When I looked behind;-
I love it! the Heritage Village!!
It invited me back to the History

There's everything there 4 u
to clock you back many years!


The village man pouring water in his field
His stony muddy well, a Mighty darkish Ox,
an innocent looking camel
- all those are from Past -really.








Tasted the sweets in a palm leaves hut-
made by those village ladies in the Past


Now.. I'm relaxing on the soily ground
When looked up the sky above
I forgot everything!
Firewalls, ERP software, Web Portals.. nothing I remembered!


I heard somebody singing there-
those lines of Omar Khayyám and Rumi


When watched the calmness, beauty and the technological height of Dubai
I felt a smile bossomed on the faces of 'Karmayogis'--
who firmly believed in creating Hisotry rather than simply watching it!

--with love


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Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Mini story: A Gandhian in Parakkav

Hi all...
The posting below is dedicated to my friend Mr. Rejikumar who's a wonderful Artist and Mural Painter working in Dubai. He's a Freelancer













.....that day was bright and colorful. I was very glad and thinking what to do..


Suddenly, i have an idea of visiting that small shop which stood very near to my home.


It's an old shop with unpainted walls, there was no dandy glass doors infront. Some local Political Parties embossed their symbols on its side wall. The bottles which contained sweets attracted many kids in nearby homes. Moms could control their kids pointing to these jars which have colorful chocolates and in different shapes. Village people sat there lazily but worrying about the rising price of common things.


There He sat! He wore no shirt! Only a simple 'Kaili' (A cotton piece instead of Pant for men) and no chappals he used!


I said "Hello" to him, and he became so delighted seeing me after a long time. He: "Oh my son! where u lost in these days?"


Suddenly we became so much engaged discussing about 'Cloud Computing'
             - a new trend in IT (Users do not have to setup expensive IT infrastructure or resources, but it can be shared online).


He surprised what a change it would bring in near future, but our ongoing ideas exchange has been interrupted by a small girl who asked him to give her 1 kg tomato.


He told her: "Oh! girl, No I have no stock". (He was lazy to pack it), but she found it inside the shop, & showed him that tomato basket, and he was forced to give her that at last.


I wondered why he's in a small village shop, "Dont u want to work in big Companies?"


He told me, "Hi Sadaru, I love to be near my small hut, drinking pure porridge (rice soup) whenever I want. Fish sellers bring me fresh ones to my home. I can be at the ecstasy of Sun kiss when I'm half naked. I enjoy organic vegetables cultivated in my land".


........at that spot, his youngest daughter came with a bottle of fresh coconut juice! He served me a glass: "See, this is my life!"



--with love
 

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Thursday, October 29, 2009

(Read a story now, on 'Search Engine and a website': dedicated to Ms. Asiya - She's is a Junior Scientist (Microbiology). I thought Scientists are from Mars, but now I'm assured that Anyone can be a Scientist. hmm.. She won the quiz contest posted earlier on this site.)

When Search Engine crawled...

........ On a rainy day, a site was born in a narrow enclosed room of a web design house. The parents (developers) were so delighted! The naming function (domain name) was over. They made a big Email campaign party.. So many subscribers attended the function.

    But alas! They worried 1 thing! The arrival of Search Engine..They approached a Doctor (Optimizer) to check their baby. He made all checkups: Carefully checked its name (title), body (content), the history of relatives (backlinks).. everything ok.. Parents satisfied. They paid him big fees.


The day arrived! Search Engine began to appear with all its Majesty, a roaring sound, but oh..within a short time...


     the Gigantic thorny wheels crushed up the helpless tiny webpage.


What happened?

      ....Unfortunately, the Optimizer was so busy that day and he couldnt update his knowledge. He didnt know the latest trend in the Algorithm!

 --with love 


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Monday, October 26, 2009


Hi all,
This post is dedicated to my friend Mr. Nazer - a wonderful guy who's never tired of learning and learning.. He's a Senior Preclinical Analyst and I found he dedicated his life to serve Humanity offering Medical services. He's so young in spirits eventhough he's a Maughum concerning his chronological age.





Inside = Outside


I had an upset stomach a few days ago. I felt no hungry and wanted nothing to do. My mind was always around my stomach, caring it. The world outside became very much gloomy and uncomfortable. 

I couldnt think anything or lost the power of imagination. I thought the world around me is an awesome one. But I could got my status back after some techniques. I will tell you that in my next post.

What I learned out of this situation is, the world outside of us is the reflection of our own inner mind. If you're healthy and happy, you can feel outside also so fresh and warm and the world is so beautiful and cute with all colors and flavors.

According to Modern Scientific theories also, this world itself is an absolute reflection of your mind or
                                   THE MIND CREATES THIS WORLD.

If you feel so tideous and having fatigue, you can see nothing do work outside properly. If your mind goes sleepy, you can't feel a world outside.

Waiting for your comments:

bye all --

with love


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Saturday, October 24, 2009

hi,
A home is a place where everyone can hang out after a day's work. This is the place where anyone can mould his own dreams freely. There you can have your own secret place to have your own activities.

You will be the happiest person on that day when you conduct your house warming ceremony.


2day me too the happiest one,
because I made a house online -

that is, created my own blog which Google allowed me to do so.

I should be grateful to Google first.
This is the place where I can hangout.

I can draw now, my own ideas and show to others!

When my soul burns out of rare ideas, i can spill it over to this my new place - my blog!

About myself: I'm working (for my bread) in Dubai now.

But when I thought of a blog for myself, i remembered my place -Parakkav where I spent my younger days...
a part of Moonniyur village. Still i can see it in my eyes. The greenish flowery village passage (narrow road) through which I walked to my home. There the two sides were flowery and scenty. Sometimes some cameleons stared at me.


When I reached this spot, I became closer to Nature and felt the love of some Supernatural powers.

For this memory I dedicate my blog to Parakkav and the people of Parakkav.


I will tell you more in my next posts.

----luv

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