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Welcome to KHOJ: The search to know our roots and understand the meaning of our existence.
Prejudice is the biggest problem in the society. It can be it in terms of religion, cast, sex, skin-colour, status etc. Prejudice can also be in form of the feeling that human beings are the greatest creation, or even patriotism about artificially created borders. The motto of KHOJ is to gain knowledge and break that prejudice. But there is a word of caution for the readers. To break the prejudice KHOJ might throw upon you the concepts it believes in. If the reader believes on KHOJ’s perception without question, then KHOJ itself might incept a prejudice in the readers mind thus failing in it own motto. KHOJ is trying to break its own world of prejudice, but at times that prejudice might get reflected in its writing. Please do challenge them.
I had a dream last night, or was it a dream? Was I struck somewhere between the conscious and the subconscious, or was I awake? Is the reality in which I am awake also a dream? Being in the state of dream, does it makes it less real? How to tell if your subconscious mind has taken over your conscious one, or is it always like that? Is there a free-will? One dream, many questions…
Monday, August 22, 2011
Gone are the days when you typed ‘anna’ and google welcomed you with a sexy picture of an aging tennis star. Instead you now find a smiling old man in his white attire. Call him Gandhi or his Frankenstein, love him or hate him, but Anna fever has struck the subcontinent. It’s been long since the world has seen a mass agitation without a drop of blood spilled, without a single stone thrown. Gandhigiri is still alive.
Where we are today is a result of the paths we took, what we are today is a result of the choices we made. Some of the choices we made happily, some not so happily; the result we might choose to love or hate. What makes us make these choices? Is it a simple decision between right and wrong or good and bad, or is it something much more mysterious than that. We always try to make the best possible choice, but then how good are our ‘right’ decisions? Do we waste too much time, effort and emotion trying to be right, when the ‘apparent’ right decision we make is equally wrong? Is it possible to enjoy life not trying to be too right? Is it a mistake to make mistakes?
Our childhood memories are filled with nursery rhymes. Kids grow up with their favorite characters like Jack & Jill and Humpty Dumpty. The rhymes have been passed on from generations to generations for over hundreds of years. The sweet melody of the nursery rhymes still rings in our ears as adults. One of my favorite is the ‘Twinkle twinkle little star’. A sweet rhyme that makes the innocent mind of a child wonder. But then, are all rhymes innocent?
WARNING: I was bored with too much quantum stuff...wanted to write something stupid!! If you do not like stupid posts please skip this one...
For thousands of years holes have served us faithfully without complaining. Yet they continue to be the most ignored. Even Wikipedia does not have a decent article on it. All it says is that “hole is an opening in a solid”. My heart saddens to know that there are many people who deny there existence after all the sacrifices they have made for us. To them holes are just disturbances within a solid. I ask them, what solid is a black hole in? Holes exist and have made us what we are. This post is a tribute to all the holes on earth.
Please read PART 1; PART 2 before you start with this one
We miss our dear ones separated by space. We feel the emotions in particular moments in time. We feel hungry because our meals are separated by time; we can eat food because our foods are separated from us by space (until of course we eat them and the fish you ate becomes part of you). Our perceived world depends entirely on the framework of time and space. We wake up every morning at a particular time. Have breakfast and go to office at a particular distance from our home. Come back, spent quality time with our family. Have dinner and go to sleep. In our sleep we dream. In dreams time has no account. Events separated by decades can be brought together into the same moment. The dreamer can be transported to past or future. Even space has no space in dream world. Our home might appear in a far away land. We can become a giant, or a Lilliput. The dream world is fluid; it obeys no laws except its own.
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Seeing is believing, or is it? If you consider yourself the size of an empty football stadium, then the actual solid matter that makes you is of the size of a fly. Yes, that is how hollow your atoms are, and so are you. Wouldn’t everything you see be transparent then? Why can’t you pass through the walls? The reality that we know is an interpretation of our brain based on the information we perceive through our senses. So the reality we know is as good as our senses. Let’s see how good our senses are.
Human beings have always tried to explain the mysteries of life. We have tried for over 20,000 years, and still we are equally confused. Look at the animals; they seem to be in a flow with the nature. I can never know what their philosophy of life is, but I would not be surprised if they know the truth better than us. They realized from the beginning that civilization is a stupid idea, which is why they never tried. And all the while we thought we are intelligent because we have civilization and kept asking the poor animals “Tumhare paas kya hai?” (“What do you have?”). They could not even say “mere paas ma hai” (“I have mother”). It is natural for mothers to leave them when they are old enough. They realized from the beginning that having mother-in-law is a stupid idea. However this post is not about making us realize how stupid we are, I have done it already in the post ‘Cheers to our Stupidity’.
Prologue
As a kid I believed in magic. Magic to me was supernatural, something that happened in the fairy tales, things that happened in Neverland. As I grew up I realized that magic was just a trick. The magic of ‘magic’ went out of my life, only to comeback much later…
We are the most intelligent species on earth, at least that’s what we think. Religious faiths have considered humanity as the greatest creation of god, while scientists have made it a point that we remain the greatest creation of evolution. The irony is that, though both consider humanity as the greatest form of life, they fight with each other to defend their reason for our greatness. Fighting is a sure proof of our intelligence. Stay with me, i will prove that you are stupid!
Another disgraceful assault on the countries financial capital, bloods of innocents shed. But the citizens had some consoling speech from the inspirational ministers. This will make the souls of the victims rest in pieces…uh…I mean peace. Did someone say that there are more people dying from lightening strike than terrorism? Like Mr Chidambaram says, it is a blast in Mumbai after a gap of 31 months. Government has kept the people safe for such a long duration is actually an intelligence success, not failure. That really comforts me; since the most eligible bachelor…err…PM has already said that it is impossible to stop terrorist attacks. Should I say thank you? What is also impossible to stop is giving people like Advani and Arun Jaitely the chance to promote themselves in their otherwise silent era.
Wikipedia tries to define death as the termination of the biological functions that sustain a living organism [1]. The definition of death is fuzzy, but defining death is not the purpose of this post. This post aims at killing the fear of death itself, because ‘daar ke age jeet hai’. Let us challenge the authority of Yamraj. Death brings fear, fear brings grief, and grief brings misery. Each and every moment we are struggling not to die, we are forgetting how to live. One day we will grow old and look back at the road traveled and repent all the opportunities missed.
Dated: 8th July 2011
To all WOMEN,
[SUB: Women, Shut Up!]
Dear Fairer Sex,
Hope you all are in good health. Today being my mother’s birthday, I thought it was the right time to write this letter. This letter is dedicated to all you beauties out there. So first shut up (my apologies for using this word to attract your attention) and listen, with an open mind. When I tell you to shut up, all I mean is to stop blaming the ‘man’-kind for all your troubles. I understand that there are lots of problems that a woman has to face in her daily lives, but I believe that there is a solution to all problems, and complaining is not one of them. One needs to go back and look at the fundamental cause of the problem. We are partly to be blamed for the male dominated society that we have selfishly build. I have mentioned that already in the post 'huntress to seductress'. But this post is about the other side of the coin.
Manali is wrongly called ‘The Switzerland of India’. Situated at 1,950m altitude in the lap of the majestic Himalayas, near the northern end of Kullu Valley, it has its own unique beauty. The gorgeous Beas rushes along its rocky course; gurgling, burbling and splashing as it moves through the lush green grassy meadows. Surrounding it is the panoramic view of the snow-capped mountains that gently touch the blue sky. The nearby hills are surrounded by deodar and pine trees along with fruit orchids (esp. apple) and in between you will find the tiny fields and the wild flowers. Manali also has a colorful market crowded with Tibetan shops. Nearby is the breath taking Rotang Pass (closed during winters), Dassaur Lake and Beas Kund. The road to Rohtang Pass is closed off at Manali Bridge, on all Tuesdays between 0900-1800 hrs for carrying out road widening work & repairs. Plan accordingly.
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| Panoramic view |
MIND OF GOD DECODED
4] WHAT’S ‘THE TIME’, MR WOLF?
The moment Harish Bhimani’s voice used to boom out of the television set, “MAIN SAMAY HOON” [I am time], we used to rush towards the TV room. As the wheel of time revolved, we got glued to the television set. Time is something we are so familiar with. We get angry when it is wasted, we curse ourselves for not having enough of it; there are good times, there are bad times; time is money and it flies. Time is priceless and free. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back. We all have an opinion about time, but, if we pause for a moment and ponder, we realize how little we actually know about it. What is time? Does it have a beginning or an end? Is it a fundamental entity? Why do we only remember the past?
The first post of Mind of God (MOG) series dealt with the illusion of our existence. In the second post we realized that the line of difference between living and non-living is thinner than we think. Conscience is energy and it is inter-convertible with matter (e=mc^2). This post is meant to challenge the human biasness towards thinking that we are the ultimate species. This post is meant to humble us.
Even though you cannot perceive ‘it’, it is all around you; it is within you, watching your every move, all the time. From the bright sky to the dark depths, ‘it’ is everywhere. You are here because of ‘it’, and it is ‘it’ that will turn you to dust. ‘It’ was there long before you were born, and ‘it’ will be here long after your race perishes. It is more intelligent than you think; it is more advanced than humans. Welcome to the world of the invisible invincibles.
It was 22nd May 2011, the world just survived the doom’s day, when I was driving from Gurgaon to Delhi. Sheila’s Delhi was hotter than ‘Sheila ki jawani’ a couple of days earlier. The rainfall, though not as deadly as the great flood 7000years ago, was enough to cool down the sizzling capital. It meant that all the Delhites were out of their house after a long time to enjoy the pleasant weather. If this is how doomsday looks, I want it every Saturday!
In the last post THE ILLUSION we have seen how lucky you are that you exist. However, from the quantum perspective, all possibilities exist at the same time, and hence it is not a miracle that you are here and reading this post, because in one of those possibilities you had to. So, next time when you are sad, just remember that there is another you somewhere, who is very very happy at that same time. We also saw that we do not know what is real, but we do know that what we think is real is not real! And, like all frequencies adds up to zero, all possible you (including all the you(s) made of antimatter), and all possible universes, adds up to no you and no universe at all. So, nothing exists, and all that exits in just an illusion.
Staying within the realm of illusion we can clearly distinguish between two things, one that we think are non-living, and the others whom we call as living. The distinction is so clear that even a child can recognise it. But, remember, when we call something as non-living, it is an interpretation of the data gathered through our senses. We know that are senses are incomplete and flawed. So, any interpretation of a flawed data is bound to be flawed.
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| Through the microscope (left) and telescope (right) |
Homo sapiens’s quest to decode the mind of god is as old as Homo sapiens themselves. Since the dawn of time they have tried to unravel the mysteries of nature. Their existence in itself is nothing short of a miracle. What are the odds that billions of tiny, apparently mindless strings, vibrating in their own unique frequencies, totally unaware of you, combine in the perfect formation to form the complex you? Very, very less! Isn’t it a lucky coincidence that you exist and is here right now, reading this blog? Khoj welcomes the lucky you in this journey to the centre of god’s mind through a series of post “Mind of God Decoded”. This is the first in the series where we are going to deal with the illusion of our existence. Are we unique? Do we really exist? Or is it just a cosmic illusion called Maya?
The first thing that comes to mind when one talks of Bhopal is the disaster that occurred in the winter of ’84. It was one of the worst industrial disasters in history. But Bhopal, situated in the northwestern part of Madhya Pradesh at the heart of India, is about more than just the disaster. It is a charming city that will remind you of the glamorous lifestyle led by the Nawabs and Begums.
-BHOPAL GAS TRAGEDY: JUSTICE NOT ONLY DELAYED BUT DENIED-
