The varied personalities of a regular Homosapien

" I know that it is easy for us to think that He does not care about any of us leaving. After all, there are new students coming in every year. That however is far from the truth. He feels the pain of separation many times more than we do. So kindly at least give a letter and take leave off Him before you go for your job. " These words of a classmate of mine had touched me deeply. I have no idea to this day why he said this to me but that is what stopped me from leaving Parthi on the night of March 31st. It was the All Fools Day of 2005. It was the first day after I completed my Masters of Business Administration in Sri Sathya Sai Institute of Higher Learning, 2 years after I had set foot in Prasanthi Nilayam for the very first time. Two very memorable years as a Sai Student.  Bhagawan arrived in my life as a photograph when I was about 7 years old through the medium of my newly-wed aunt and uncle. My mother, more out of a need to not offend the new me...

It was a calling twice delayed but not any more denied. I finally got to visit the much talked about Vegetarian, Non-Alchoholic Beach Resort, Sai Vishram with five amazing people. We were welcomed into the resort by two adorable Labradors, Fudge and Bozo. Fudge the younger and more enthusiastic host followed our jeep to our tents allowing us to pet him before making way for us to unpack.  Bozo the wiser and mature host was in attendance as the grand father of the house: Happy at the arrival of the guests, approving of them but with the knowledge of the easy perishability of the relationship. "This too shall pass" seemed to be etched on the scars on his face, an indication of adventures of a bygone era. Canine hosts apart, a cherubic young man with elliptic spectacles and a ready smile, already amused by our enthusiasm, gave us our keys and informed us that the sea was uncharacteristically rough and that we can forget going there on the first day. Not sure if we were to...

I promise to unite India and Pakistan with the power of Love and Peace and strengthen the bond between various religions by the force of Advaita. I will persuade China to give up its claim on Tibet and place the peace-loving Dalai Lama in the seat of her power. I will send bouquets to the military leaders of Myanmar and pray to them to voluntarily make Aung San Suu Kyi their leader and reinstate Human Rights. I will abolish AIDS from this world and suck all the harmful bacteria, protozoans, fungi and viruses from the earth and stick it into the moon along with NASA's probe. I will send diplomatic peace missions across the universe and ensure that the Star Wars remain a silver screen phenomenon. Phew, that was tiring. I will now collect my Nobel Peace Price. Thank you. [Click on image to Enlarge it] Source: http://dilbert.com/dyn/str_strip/000000000/00000000/0000000/000000/00000/0000/500/526/526.strip.gif If promises are all that are needed to win a Nobel, our Indian Politicians sh...

[Click on image to Enlarge it] Courtesy: http://www.gocomics.com/calvinandhobbes/ " We can't all be heroes because somebody has to sit on the curb and clap as they go by." Will Rogers How often have we felt a sense of great satisfaction, a moment of grandeur when we read a column on our favourite hero. Be it a Mahatma Gandhi or an Albert Einstein or a Sachin Tendulkar or for that matter (in the more literal sense) Kamal Hassan . For some reason it makes us feel good about ourselves. This hero of ours is not necessarily confined to being a member of our community, our nation or our race. Ha, how the world celebrated the victory of Barack Obama . This is in essence the celebration of the Human Spirit. Every man rejoices his Hero because he knows that he too is capable of being that person. (He merely chooses not be.[;)]) Man always takes more pride in his potential than in his work. Tell a child that he is not hardworking. He will probably shrug it off. Tell him that he...