It happened in a week!

This is the continuation to one of my previous posts namely "What happens in a week?"

Many things happened in a week!!

Thank you to my new special friend!!!

Even you are miles away, even we never met, your words moved me in a such way that I started believing in something I thought impossible.

Love u for your simple and profound words...:)

My clock says its 2am now!!!

Caution : This post is written for me not for readers!!!

" Dont make any assumptions about Gopi, You see him laughing, joking, teasing. But he is an entirely different person inside. Much more philosophical than you can imagine." one of my best friend's told new people I have made friends with recently.

Funny thing is they mentioned this to me!

I agree with my friend, though philosophical is not a right word!

I was born with interest on how life works (is this philosophical?). Being an extremist i always went into the depths of things. Few years back I got a doubt, "Can a person be happy all the time irrespective of what is happening to him or what happened to him?" This is a turning point. I searched and searched, there are times I read 3/4 books a week. Experimenting, mistreating myself. Going through all sorts of suffering just for the sake of this quest. I came across many so called masters, everyone is telling so many things, yeah it helped me witness many miracles, but no one is giving me the entire puzzle, only pieces!

I was dissapointed but I kept searching and searching. There it is!; one fine day I met a person, he introduced me to Torkom Saraydarian. One of very very few persons I know of who can give you the entire puzzle. Torkom is shaping me now!

"Gopi you look so innocent, so young, but how sweet you are, how much beautiful knowledge you have!" an old man hugged me and told me this 2 days back. I can say this one of the most emotional and best compliment I have ever got till now. But I must admit, "I know nothing, I am more stupid than many people out there."

My dear old man all this things came out of my search and majorly out of Torkom, no credit goes to me.


Now people tell me this,

There are a group of people, who started loving you, accepting you as one in their group. Eventually you fell in love with the group. You love the sheer pleasure of being with him. Now you realized that the direction in which the group moving is not right, at least not in the same direction as you. You realized that the belief system of the group is wrong. You truly love them and want to help them.

What will you do?

You have only two options,

1.) Run away from the group
2.) Be in the group and try to help them.

Obviously you would say a person has to choose 2nd option.

But what if the group contains 100's of people?
what if it contains 1000's and much more???

Fighting with the belief system of single person is itself a Hercules process, what can be done with a group of this strength??

I don't understand "Why is it always be so much difficult!!!"

I decided to keep doing what I am good at doing. i.e. "Keep moving ahead, no matter what!"

PS: My clock says its 2:23 am now!!!!

Save the girl child, please!!!

She is sweating heavily, she is alone, the sky is dark, with her wildest fears creeping in, she held the child close to her looking at the child one last time.

She took a deep breath, and for one last time she thought, "Is this the right thing to do?"

"Yes, it is, I didn't ask this child to come into my life. Society is laughing, my conscience says this child is a burden to me and I have to get rid of it. When something is given without asking, it can be got ridden without anyone's permission" she supported herself.

"Everything is set", she thought. She looked into the child's eyes, the eyes asking her,"What did I do to deserve this?" She closed her eyes and let the child go.

"She threw the child into the river."

Its day now. She got a doubt, a dreadful thought, she went running back to the river. She saw the child, a dead body. She realized now that she was mistaken. She cried, cried like she wants the entire world to hear.

I was there; witnessing everything. I am helpless,I wanted to ease her pain, at the same time I wanted to snap her for her foolishness.But I am helpless, am unable to move an inch, sweating heavily, I opened my eyes.

Its a dream. But the dream has my cousin sister in it.

With curiosity, I called my mom and asked, "How is sis doing?"

"She is good but I heard she is thinking about abortion.", she replied.

"What the heck??" is my immediate thought. Mom explained me the reason. Sister has girl child already, in this carrying she wants a boy. She went to her family doctor to have gender test. The doctor did some test but reluctant to tell whether its a boy or girl. This made my sis to believe that's its going to be a girl again. So she don't want it, that too after 4-5 months into carrying!!

I was outraged. Sis is an educated person and now she wants to kill a child just because she suspects its going to be a girl. I know these things happen but i never thought it happens with well educated people, never thought sis would do that.

I realized this dream was something related to it. For the next few months I would make her regular calls, trying my level best to persuade her, I told her everything possible except this dream. When I myself was unable to decode it fully what can i tell her?

Finally when the D-day came, there it is, one of the most beautiful child, a boy, just like sis want. If she went for abortion she would have repented it and may be this is what my dream is trying to tell me.

Everyone was happy. Everything is perfect people thought. But it is not!

Though she is a cousin to me, she is one of the favorites, its like I literally grew up with her. This mistake, I never forgot! I was never again her dear brother, never again was I able to be truly like I used to be. Its lost and she did it.

I must admit, "I forgive but never forget, especially blunders like these"

People, please don't kill a girl child. She has a right to live. It hurts bad to know that educated people are doing this these days.

If you know the kind of suffering a child goes through just by a mere thought of abortion from a mother
If you know how far this effect goes
if know how the psychology and physiology of both the mother and child gets effected
If you truly see and if you truly know

YOU WOULD NEVER DO THIS AND NEVER SUPPORT THIS!

Save the girl child, Please!!



PS: Abortion should never be considered unless there is a danger to mother's life. Once a child is killed the effect goes so far than a person can see, so far than single life time! I hope I can explain more clearly.

Here is riddle for you,

It is observed that when a couple who were unable to conceive, adopt a child, there are high chances that the couple now gives birth to a child. It is observed world wide.

Think about it, If you get the true answer, what I am saying becomes more clear to you. Remember killing a child through abortion is a crime and the effect follows you beyond the visible horizons.

My first post on a social issue..:)Please comment your opinion on this post.

The silent, the stupid and the superb!!

Dear readers I officially invite you to Bloody fools in my life series.

Tighten your seat belts, the time machine is about to start, are you ready? Close your eyes, yeah close it! Now go back to the time when you were 10 years old.

How you used to look, how you used to talk, the childish games you played so fondly, the people who meant something to you, and...wait!!

People!

lets keep aside your family for a moment and remember what people came to your mind as soon as you went back. There may be many people in your life at that age but only few come to your mind. Your closest, best and special unforgettable friends.

I call them Bloody fools. Not in a negative sense, this word is struck in my head these days..!!

Back to our time machine. Pilot, "I am ready. I am all comfortable, I think we are ready to take off."

"But you are expected to sit in passengers seat sire, not drivers seat." the driver said acting politely.

"Why The heck this thing is spherical? Cant differentiate between your seat and mine!"saying this I closed my eyes and we went back,

back and back. To my youngest of days!


Alert: This is Time machine's driver speaking. Now that Gopi went back and was occupied with his own past self, I would narrate the story.

Gopi is now 3 years old, he says all abnormality started when he was 3 years old.

Parents threw him, yeah threw him into a school when he was 3 years old. Its all alien to him.All alien. He can hear only one thing, cries, every child crying, fighting and crying.

Gopi sire cannot remember any bloody fools now itseems. lets move on!

Now Gopi sire was 6 years old, He was now well adjusted to that alien planet named school where he was given few strange symbols to mug up!! Gopi was a good obedient student, all people used to call him with a nick name( the nickname is censored under Gopi sire's request ).

He is on his way to school. Oh yeah!! Here they are the first three bloody fools in his life. All of them are going to school together. I will tell about them to you..

The Silent one:

Her name is Sushma. she is always silent, she always helps Gopi sire, always there for him. Gopi looks at her and she is silent again. She is so cute, like teddy bear, so very cute. The cutest of all he has ever seen. Gopi likes her mostly because she is there, just there for him not demanding anything, there is no need even to talk. They both will be silent for a long time and they feel to themselves that they enjoyed very much.

"Hey dumbo!! Are you blind? Cant you see me?", the driver heard someone almost shout at him.

"oh sorry madam, I would tell about you now."he replied.

The Stupid one:

Her name is sheethal, She stays in Gopi sire's neighborhood. She has a glow in her eyes, always looking at Gopi as if he is a prey. She waits patiently for a chance. Any minute chance to fight with him brings her immeasurable joy. The mere thought of winning him brings her smile and that vibrant auric glow.

"hmmmm, hmmhmmm, you know what happened?", the other one started to tell something to the driver.

"No madam, please leave me now, I had a lot to tell and I going to tell about you now", he replied

The superb one:

Her name is Sravanthi and Gopi sire says she is the superb one. She understands him more than anyone else. She talks and talks and talks. Even at that young age she has so much to tell. Gopi sire enjoys it very much, he can just keep listening and she would take care of all the conversation. She likes talking, Gopi sire likes being silent and sometimes listening. This looks like a perfect combination to me. There is something else which makes her superb one, she always supports him, always!!

I'll show you a typical Gopi sire's day with these three bloody fools.

Sushma is there, always available, she silently helps him, does his work and never ever expecting anything from Gopi sire.

Now Gopi sire returning back home. As soon as henopened his house gate, his mom came outside and asked him, "Why did you throw your lunch box food ?"

Gopi sire now his mouth wide open thought, "I just came home and mom didn't open my lunch box, how did she know?"

There he saw her coming out of his house, she gave a satanic smile, one more victory over Gopi!! the stupid one thought.

"I need help" thought the still silent Gopi sire starring blankly at his mother.

"Dont you worry!" he felt someone spoke to him inside his head.

As he turned back, there she is, his angel, the superb one! She gave him "I am there" smile.

"The box slipped out of Gopi's hand aunty, Gopi is innocent," she told with intense innocence.

The Silent one is silent.
The stupid one planning the next plot.
The superb one ready to protect him.

Gopi sire witnessing all this, still his mouth wide open!!


Alert: We came back to the present time and Gopi sire would take back the mike.

friends, you just now were introduced to my first three special friends.As I grew old I lost contact with Sushma and sheethal. Sravanthi, the superb one and I are best friends till tenth, after which both of us became busy. I am still in touch with her. I must admit, she is one of the best things happened. You see, A girl comes to you, blindly supports you, talks to you but never demands anything from you. You just keep silent and she wont mind whether you are listening or not.

Silent, stupid and superb, can there be any other type of girl? I think there are majorly two types, "The stupid and the superb" with mixture of all other traits. I am not saying in a typical dictionary sense. A superb one for me can be a stupid one for another. But its always fun, colorful and masti with them, no matter whatever category they belong to. Utter innocence and utter stupidity...:P

Oh yeah, I can imagine what you are thinking.

I can hear the voice in your head saying, "Doesn't Gopi have a single friend who is a guy?"

Unfortunately no and I honestly dont know why. I was stupid at that age but as I grew old I took care not go near girls...:D

PS:

If you observe all the three friend's name's are starting with "S". These "S" girls are somewhat unavoidable for me. Even one of my favorite cousin's name starts with S. This is one of the pattern that follows me. Friendship with them was always sweet and unfortunately short.

Love you my Silent, stupid and superb Bloody fools!!!

One of the best stories

The Story: My Father’s Joy

by Torkom Saraydarian:

One of the most joyful people I met in my life was my Father. He was a born optimist. He was healthy, good-looking, energetic, and full of enthusiasm and striving. He was an incessant worker. My Father passed through the darkest hours that anyone could pass through. All his relatives — eighty-seven people — were butchered by the Turks. He was spared with my Mother because he was a pharmacist and the hospital in our town did not have a pharmacist.

Years passed and after the war and the genocide were over, my Father moved our family to a big city where he thought life would be safer. He opened a very modern pharmacy there. In a few years’ time, the pharmacy was known all over the city for its prompt and good service.

One summer morning, two policemen came and informed my Father that they had an order from the government to close the doors of the pharmacy for a week. According to his usual manner, my Father invited them into his office, offered them tea and cake, and wanted to know the reason why. They said that another pharmacy which belonged to an Armenian had poisoned an officer. The pharmacist was under investigation, and until the investigation was over, all Armenian pharmacies would be closed.

My Father took the news very calmly. He waited to see how they put wax seals on the locks of his pharmacy. Then he gave a very strange smile and took a taxi to go home. His smile was a condensation of many thoughts — difficult to express in words. In his smile there were foresight, insight, and prophecy. He knew what was going to happen, and he had already decided not to be crumbled in the hands of fate. His smile was clearly saying that no matter what happened, he would be above it.

On the way home, he was very calm and he was smiling in serenity. Mother was surprised that we were home early. “What is the matter?” she asked.

I was waiting for Daddy to condemn and curse the situation, but he smiled at Mother and said, “It’s nothing serious. We have been instructed to take a fifteen-day leave until the government finishes some investigations about a pharmacy which is suspected of having prepared a poisonous prescription … or something like that.…”

“What action are we going to take?” she asked.

“Just be patient, and all will go the way it should.”

Then he took Mother and me to dinner on an island which was covered with pine trees. The fragrance of pine, the dinner, and the joyful environment brought cheer to our hearts.

During the next few days, my Father made an effort to reopen his pharmacy….

Six months passed, and early one morning a policeman came and gave my Father the key to his pharmacy and a note from the government that said, “The case is closed. We wish you success.”

My Father smiled. He knew their language well. He took a few dollars from his pocket and gave them to the waiting policeman. “Here, you may use these few dollars,” he said. “Thank you for the key.” And he smiled the same smile that he had smiled when they were sealing the doors of the pharmacy. The policeman disappeared without saying thank you.

On the way to the pharmacy, my Father said, “For me, all life seems like a play. It is not real. That is why sometimes loss or gain does not make a difference to the actors…. Does it?”

“I guess not.”

“If we lose, we can make it again. If we make it again, we may lose it again…. Well, let’s see how the pharmacy did in my absence.”

We unlocked the door, and Father slowly and carefully opened it. The whole pharmacy was empty. Father took a long breath and began to laugh.

I was scared.

He continued laughing. Then he said, “I bet you that the safe will also be empty.”

The safe was empty. All our cash, jewelry, and gold were gone. Daddy looked at the key, threw it away, and said, “I knew exactly how things were going to be. Let’s get out of here and go eat a good lunch.”

At the restaurant people congratulated him on reopening the pharmacy. “Thank you, thank you,” he said. “We are going to start from scratch.” And he began to laugh.

“Daddy,” I said, “why do you laugh?”

“For the first time I feel great, so great about this,” he said. “Such tragedies cannot take away the joy of my heart. This is a great challenge for me to prove to my Lord that I can start my service again.”

At night, many doctors, psychiatrists, and other professional friends came to comfort him and encourage him. He served wine, made jokes, and made people laugh. And he said, “I am, in a sense, glad because a heavy load has been taken from my shoulders, but I am sorry for those whom I was serving almost free.” One of my Father’s habits was to give poor people their prescriptions free.

Years later, once when we were talking about this incident, he said, “We saved energy, health, and money by not falling into depression, anger, hatred, and irritation but by maintaining our joy, patience, and serenity. If we had lost these three diamonds, the future would have been lost for us.”

What happens in a week??

She saw him, she talked to him, she played with him.

The best part, she grew up under his guidance.She is his daughter!!

She is a warrior. She dedicated her life to bring her father's work into life. I imagine how much she had to strive, how many times she has to tell herself this is the last obstacle on her path.

I admire her, I know how much temptation a person would have to live an easy life, but she chose the road less traveled.

The greatest part, I had a conversation with her few days back! I talked to her!!

Yeah, I talked to her!! I was excited, damn excited!!

She told me "What you are trying to do is too much too soon"

In fact I think I am doing nothing!

Whatever!

She told me to do something and report back to her in a week.

Other than doing that thing, I got an opportunity to get back to her again and its more than enough for me!!

I am trying to do that and I wish when I get back to her I would have something to share.


Why am I saying all this??

Many things may not happen in a week, but may be, just may be, a little bit, just a little bit change may come in someone-called Gopi. If he is stupid like he was till now, no worries, If he changes, lets all accept it and believe it for the best.

Voice in my mind says, "You poor thing, what will happen in a week?"

It all happened "At that moment!"

She lost her first child on the fourth month of carrying.

This time she was very careful. She took ample rest, ate healthiest food, made sure she was surrounded by beauty all the time and watched only humorous movies.

Months passed and everything looked normal.

On the D-day she was moved to the room where she was supposed to give birth. Everything was set. The person inside started giving hints of arrival.

Introduction should be good thought the assisting nurses and called the doctor. "Its going to be a normal delivery as I told you before", doctor assured her with a smile.

She waited, bearing the pain. "Nothing else matters, I want to see my child", she thought to herself.

After some labor, some action scenes inside the room...

The child came out. And he was silent.

Let me digress here a bit.

Do you know why a child cries as soon as he takes birth?

When the child comes out of the womb, his lungs suddenly start working. Air enters into his lungs with a huge force, its a shock to the child. So the child start crying. If a child didn't cry it means most probably he is already dead.

Lets get back into the operation theater.

The child was silent.

"It cant be" she thought to herself. "It cant be" she almost uttered out the words.

Doctor was busy. He was rubbing the boys back. He know he has only few minutes to do something. He did some sort of physiotherapy. He tried few things, also pinched him.

Doctor turned to her, to confirm the worst.

Precisely at that moment, it happened. The boy cried. He took his first breath. He took life.

Doctor handled the child(who is now crying heavily) to her.

With tears in her eyes, she took him into her hands, kissed him, put him close to her heart and thought to herself, "You little rascal, how much you troubled me these 9 months and cant you just take a normal birth without this much drama?"

At that moment, the child thought, "You idiots, Don't I have the right to be silent? You pinched me and now when I am crying, all of you are laughing, this world needs to changed"

At that moment the doctor thought, "one more run for me!"

At that moment the nurse(s) thought, "We are once again witnessing the most sacred, the best moment of a woman's life. How lucky we are! how satisfying our profession is!"

At that moment all the others who are outside the room thought to themselves. "He was born again".

Yeah again. yeah yeah I will explain.

His paternal grandfather, one of the most celebrated in his village, A big farmer, father of 8 children, his royal highness(not really, sort of) used to tell everyone that he has only one wish. He wanted to see this child before he dies. The child of of his youngest son. He hanged on patiently but just a month before our D-day he got a emergency call from the top floors and passed away.

So at that moment others thought, "He was born again".

While everyone was busy celebrating ( out of their own reasons which I just mentioned), the boy slowly entered into sleep with the support of his mother's heart beat. The most friendly sound for 9 months now.

The end, and a beginning!

PS : This post is dedicated to my mom. I can imagine how much i troubled her with my silence during the first few moments of my birth. She is such an innocent woman! May be in a way all the woman are innocent (irrespective of how they act to outside world :P) I am one of the most troubling child any parents could possibly have and hats off to her patience (once again a common woman trait).

Actually I thought of writing this post after a month, but for no reason I suddenly got inspired to write it now.

PPS : Dad recently told me that there are few people in the family who still think that I am my grandfather reborn.

Haha...who wont enjoy being considered as one of the most loved, feared, respected person of a very big family ??

my first girl friend

People used to tease me that she is my girlfriend and I enjoyed it very much.

when we both were kids, we would play hide and seek. She would always loose the game even though she is capable of locating me from any distance. Such a lovely person she is!

Initially people didn't like the way i was pampering her but i think in a way they got used to it.

She used to behave in a very strange way. She wont leave me a minute. Not even a second. She would sit beside me when I am eating, watching TV. She would sleep beside me. I sometimes used to wonder, "The way she is behaving is as if I am going to die in a day and she wanted to use every second of it."

This behavior continued and it inspired all my family, close friends to call her as my girl friend.

Days passed and I became very busy and am no longer a child to play hide and seek with her. I spent very less time with her but she is used to grab every second of it.

One fine day, I came to know that she died.

Did I cry?

No.

Did I feel bad for being so busy that I rarely spent any time with her?

No.

Whenever I think of her I would just think to myself that she is going to return.

She is called Jimmy, yeah a pet dog.

Some highlights about her

1.) As I told she would never ever leave me not even a minute, as if a gaurdian angel. May b she is.

2.) She died few months back.

3.) Whenever she giave birth to pups, all of them used to die except one. The most helpless moments in my life are the ones when I used to seperate the dead ones from her and the way she used to look into my eyes. May be she is not yet ready to accept the fact that her child died.

4.) She is a coward. yeah, its true. When strangers come she does all the scary stuff barking, jumping blah blah but inside she is scared and the only time I see her courageous is when i am with her. She would then fight with dogs double her size.
Note: My dear Jimmy if your soul is somewhere around me now, no hard feelings that I called u a coward. Remember u r my girlfriend.

5.) She used to behave human in many things, like playing hide and seek, will sleep only with a pillow, will respond to commands etc and I think its because of the way she grew up with me

Dogs!!

They bring so much joy into your life, they are very spontanoeous and no matter how much less time u spend with them, they are always ready to receive u with love. Its painful that many of them wont live more than 9-10 years but the memories they leave last for a lifetime.

i wish Jimmy returns to me one day and dear Jimmy, Your boy friend is still single and is waiting for you.

And this post is dedicated to those angels called dogs, both pet and stray.

PS: Dont get mislead by the title. When I said first I dont mean I have many. You all know by now that I am not made for this thing!!

Lower pyschism

Some people are proud of their astral or etheric powers of clairvoyance and clairaudience, but they do not know that these powers are inherited from the animal kingdom. Most animals are astrally clairaudient and clairvoyant. This does not make them superior to man. Some clairaudient and clairvoyant people thing they are superior to their fellow beings!

Astral clairaudience and clairvoyance in animals are important powers for them. In human beings astral or etheric clairvoyance and clairaudience are hindrances and problem producing factors because these interfere with the intellect and prevent it from growing and unfolding. In addition, human lower psychic powers are used by astral entities to bring more confusion to people's lives.

This is why great Teachers advise us not to be captivated by our lower psychic powers but to devote ourselves to cultivating our intellect, then our Intuition, steadily trying to expand our consciousness with scientific education, meditation and service. Service especially makes us realize how limited we are and how much knowledge and intellect we need to enable us to serve humanity.

When we begin to cultivate our mind, we see that lower psychic powers slowly disappear, but other higher powers come onto the horizon of our being. These are the mental and Intuitional senses and powers which, as we eventually unfold, lead us toward superhuman evolution.

To sum up, to be higher psychics we need to cultivate our intelligence to the highest degree we can. We must cultivate our love-wisdom and develop our will-power to gain mastery over our lower self. Then we will use all our talents, our thoughts, our feelings, our words, our actions for the service of humanity.


PS: I rarely do this and I would admit it whenever I did this... I copied this material from somewhere and its a very reliable source.

Heard it somewhere

"When the mind thinks, plans, or creates, the heart asks, 'Is it good for everyone's survival?'

"The mind says, 'Who cares about everyone else? The important thing is me, my interests.'

"The heart says, 'If something is not good for everyone, it is not good for you.'

"The mind answers, 'Who cares about everyone else? Let me accumulate things and enjoy life.'

"The heart says, 'One cannot enjoy life unless he shares the things he has. Only in sharing can one enjoy life.'

"Thus, the heart balances the mind." .

"When the mind makes new discoveries, the heart asks, 'Is this invention going to hinder or help the future progress and well-being of humanity and the planet?'

"And the mind answers 'Who cares about the future? Let us enjoy the present moment. Let us eat, drink, and have a good time and not worry about the future.'

"The heart then says, 'If you do not care about the future, you do not have a future. Not to have a future means to die or to prepare a life of suffering and pain." .

"The mind without the heart is separative, selfish, and earthbound, but the heart is inclusive, selfless , and space-bound."

Abundance

What is abundance?

"Abundance is a power bestowed to the courageous"

courageous to tread the path to mastership!
Courageous to raise above the mundane!
Courageous to reach the stars and beyond!

access to abundance is a rare power.
Power is given only to the responsible.
Responsibility is the first quality of a master and is the first qualification to be a master.

Who is a master then?

The simplest definition would be a "true free man!"
Free of leakages!

Many people read about the power of thought, intent, affirmations, law of attraction and wonder why these things not working for them. They wonder why they are unable to access the abundance that is promised to them by various books, sages.

The answer is simple. As long as there are leakages in your system, these things never work for you. (at least not 100%).

The leakages can be at three levels.

At physical level the leakages are your habits, blind urges and drives.

At emotional level the leakages are six vipers namely fear, anger, hatred, greed, jealousy, revenge.

At mental level the leakages are ego, vanity, fanaticism.

Only when you free yourself of the leakages in your system, you become a master. Only then you will have the power called abundance.

Strive to live the life you are born to live,
to live the life as a master,
to live the life as a free man.

The thoughts, words and actions of a free man are commands to the creation and its abundance!