Sunday, February 12, 2012

AK-35 and not a Pappu!!!!

Yesterday was a Big Day! Bigger than the Valentines Day. Why? What's so special about it? One of my YES! 2 Teacher, Mr Arvind Varchaswi, (Nephew of H H Sri Sri Ravi Shankar :) My Guru) and Ms Srividya Natarajan (A good friend of mine and a YES!+ Teacher) got married in the Ashram. Ashram weddings are worth the wedding. Red and gold wedding which a Bride or a groom has always imagined become reality in this place which is 'Heaven' for most of us. And in the Presence of Master, No one can wish anything more.

Yesterday was also Celebration day for the three important people, who have touched my life. Ashok Prasad Ji, Suman and Kullu. It was their B-day. Ashok Bhaiya's Anniversary too along with his Birthday. Chala Cool :)  These three people are very much connected and also involved with the etching and polishing of my life. They required to be here on Anuboothi!



My sister had done YES!+ and was raving about it,when I was in Mysore. So I come to Mangalore and decide that I need to do YES!+. Sharika too was thoroughly in love with the same, which made the intensity even more stronger. At that time there was no YES!+ teachers here in Mangalore, so they were imported :). A date was announced and I called up Prashanth Etan who asked me to come to the Centre, in order to register. Happily I gallop to the Centre and register myself. Prashanth Etan tells me the teacher is here and I meet Ashok Bhaiya. OMG! This is the same person I always see with Guruji.


Yes! Ashok Bhaiya was G's PA for long. I smile even more. He asks me my name. (Yippie! Guruji's PA wants to know my name :P) I say, 'Vini' and he nods his head and asks me about the various colleges in Mangalore. And I volunteer the information and it goes on. By then Sharika is there and he says, "Come lets go to the nearest College, Vinu and Saarika :)". We have corrected him, about our names, but he loves calling us this way, so we happily oblige! He gives talks and says we need 60 students for YES!+. I have registered, so only 59 more to go :) He is this body of energy and total surrender, I realize.

Our heads are thinking 60 students?!?!? And we organize this really big talk for him at Canara College, Mangalore. We are proud of our work and call him to come. He says over the phone, "Listen! Vinu and Saarika, I am not going to come for the talk. I have sent 2 beautiful and smart girls to give the talk. (I am literally reeling!) Their names are (No ways! No ways!) Vinu and Saarika." We argue! We give him justifications and what not. But he won. We spoke to over 500 students that day. We got registrations trickling to 10-11 students. Since that day there was no looking back. On the D-Day we had 60 Students for the course, including me :). Speak of Sankalpa!

Ashok Bhaiya is a true leader, who believes in empowering youth, and making more leaders. He does this beautifully through Knowledge, Sadhana, Fun and Surrender. He made our lives a Guru Story. Whenever you call him, you know he will answer the call. He is this push a person needs, the lift a person picks. I became a teacher and am still in awe about the way he takes the sessions. I am so proud to say that I took my first course, sitting beside him. He is a beautiful being, whose watch word are love, care and The Guru. :)


Love

me

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Save the Soul!

I am still shocked and the goosebumps refuse to leave, as I heard the horrific story of a 9th std boy stabbed his own teacher, in the classroom, in Chennai.


'The 15-year-old boy reportedly brought a knife in his school bag. He allegedly entered the class around 11 am on Thursday, well before others where the Hindi teacher was waiting. He reportedly stabbed the teacher five times. She raised the alarm and the other students rushed in. The accused boy reportedly did not try to run away.'


I don't know what was running in his mind! But I want to. The amount of anger and vengeance the boy had is reflected in the action of, as he did not try to get away. He exactly knew the plan of action. But there is this something in me, making me feel helpless, about what are the things which led to this. I am sure just some comments in the diary might not have set it a flame. Kids by nature have this power to let-go. But the environment around polishes or cut through , when he is growing.
What comes into question is wasn't there any other way of throwing away the stress? A 9th year old boy and murder is the answer? Did he ever speak to his family or teachers? Was he happy? Was he stressed? Was he loved for? Was he cared?


He must have thought or just watched the whole murder-scene play in his mind. Again, the kids being present-moment thinkers, he must not even have thought of the consequences. Media here has a strong role to play. With its boon and bane nature, we zero on to the statement, 'If used properly, its a boon, or else a bane.'

Being with students all around, I have seen personally how they take when they get one mark less than their friend. Eyes begin to water, anger swells up in the cheeks and mouth remains shut. It was always a challenge for me, to deal with my kids at this time. But a hug, a small pep-talk would always work with them. But there are moments when they have reasoned and questioned and have been helpless. How do we deal with this at a very young age?


I was taught to give myself the permission to fail, so that I can grow. I am not blaming here, as blame game is a vicious circle. But the competition is not getting any healthier. Today, if a child fails in a small game, it becomes a prestige issue for the family. The most scary is the anger and inability to take it well. I pray from the bottom of my heart, lets make this world a better place to live in. Let us grow our children like plants, where in we give them the environment and let them grow with the necessary weeding, chipping here and there and take a step back to appreciate the fruits and flowers.


Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Scribbling thoughts, Aha !!!

There are times when we are lazy. Yes! It seems like a secret-affair which everyone of us have, and there is nothing secretive about it. The funniest part about laziness is the way we wrap it in glossy reasons, by saying, 'Oh! I am hungry!', 'Am just so tired.' 'Have no time', 'Have been working around quite a lot.' and the one which tops it all has to be, 'I don't feel like it'. Of late, since I have loads of hours at hand, and other reasons do not oblige, I stick on to, "I don't feel like it!'

Guruji brought in the awareness to the fact that feelings keep changing. It changes every second. We are born every second to a new drape of feelings and thus following feelings is like trying to hold on to one's own shadows and getting frustrated about it. Commitment is a big word as well as a very brave one. If feelings and commitment go on same line, then we won't discuss it here. But in case it is the other way, then we are talking about life.  Following my commitment and not feelings clicks!

                                                                 Commitment Vs Feelings

Recently I was lazy to do Sadhna. The reason given was 'I am missing home'. I could actually feel the 'Pity Me' feeling coming up, which is quite dangerous as it is equal to giving your control to somebody else, better known as 'My mind' :) So here is what I did. I observed it. It is not easy, but I love challenges. I read a knowledge sheet and its amazing, till today how I get the right one. It was about being grateful and waiting in love and not frustration. Am a good connector of dots. I just sat after reading and shifted myself to Vajrasan (a way of being seated, while doing the breathing technique known as Sudarshan Kriya). I noticed that the 4th source of energy can actually shift you in seconds to make one focus on the 3rd source of energy and all the other sources are taken care.

Just few thoughts!!

Sunday, January 1, 2012

A Gift !!!!

Its so beautiful to see how one can become His instrument. Once we put our mind to rest and being there with the 'Presence' and you have a beautiful time. There are no words to express this feeling but the end result is what you will read along. I have been with G for long, yet it feels as though it just began. But I never did expressed, and here is the expression from Shrikanth (Appu) who gifted this beautiful work to me... Way to go... Keep penning more...



U Made ME,What I Am!!!
U Make Me think the Way U want,and Tell me thoughts are Meaningless ! 
U Make Me Lose My Senses,and tell me to be more sensitive ! 
U Make Me Broaden My Vision,and Tell me this is all an illusion ! 
U Take My Breath Away,and tell me to just Breathe... ! 
U Make Me a People's Person,and Tell me to be with My-self ! 
U Make Me go totally Crazy,and Tell me not to get Excited ! 
U Make Me Lose My Mind,and tell me to be Aware of it ! 
U Take My Belongings away,and put me where I Belong... ! 
U Make Me Laugh and Cry,and tell me Love is not an Emotion ! 
U Make Me get everything I want,and tell me I need Nothing ! 
U Make Me Fall in Love with U,and tell me I am U ! 
U Take Me everywhere with U,and make me feel soo Divine... !
YES! U were the one who made Me,and tell me it all just Happened !!  
 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!n HAPPY 1st WEDDING ANNIVERSARY  ....I am not Sure whether this is something U give to a Couple...Make some sense out of this poem,so that this qualifies to b a Wedding Anniversary Gift....!!! Tell Ratheesh to give U a bigggg Hug from my side...
For a long time, i thought that was the day that Broke me...But now, i can proudly say that was the day that MADE ME!!!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Tea and the smile :)

There are certain things money cannot buy. It is so true. I have realized that to make one happy, it is the small small realizations which can make us go a long way. For instance, today morning I decided to drink a cup of tea. As I reached the kitchen, the thoughts of Amma, came racing in my mind, like movie-reel. She would be moving about in the kitchen, with the clang of utensils, and water boiling. A smile flashes on my face.I realize I had forgotten to switch on the dishwasher, and having very less utensils around, I might not be able to make some tea :(.


Then my eyes go on to the microwave. Asha Mema from Florida whisks through my memory. I have seen her routine, when in she puts everything necessary into the cup and microwaves. Eyes glued to it, just in case it boils over. The tea begins its action and is about to boil over and I rush to get it out. As I remove the plastic wrap, I get this beautiful nostalgic smell of tea which is sold during the Vagacharth in Guruvayur Sri Krishna Temple.




Standing in a queue, at 3 AM all dressed yet eyes refusing to see the excitement, Achan will buy the tea from the small tea-booth. For your information, we still are in the queue. The way he mixes the tea, whisking it up and down, without dropping even a drop, is a mouth-opener :). The smell of the tea is unique, which cannot be expressed. But this is what ran through me, when I just smelt the simple tea, in US. I had a smile throughout the day.


It is so beautiful how memories can make our day. Just a good thought and my day is done. Here is a thought which can hopefully bring that smile which is lost on your face. Make it find your lips and eyes. There you are.
:)




Love
me

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

ONE PICTURE :)


Tin Tin Ti Din...



ITS ME :)



2 Songs :)


Will there be any person in this world who can choose two songs out of gazillion great songs? I wonder. Then I re-read the topic. Its a "Challenge". So here it is...


* The song that came to my mind first was, "Raat Kali Ik Kwaab me ayee... " From the movie, "Budha Mil Gaya" . I heard this song before, but after Art of Living, heard The Vikram Hazra singing and I fell for it :)


* 'In the Ghetto' by Elvis  Presley. I love the lyrics, and it leaves one silent and gives a reality-check, on life.


* 'Oru Chembaneer Pooviruthu njanomale'. I am a Malayalee , so a Malayalam song is imperative.This is a song from the movie 'Sthiti', sung by Sri Unni Menon. It is a beautiful song. Even if you don't understand Malayalam, the melody is enough to make you sit back and relax.


Love
me