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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGQHo8cCp7ImA9WxNaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227</id><updated>2009-11-25T04:27:01.478+05:30</updated><title>Chronicles of a Sadhak</title><subtitle type="html">My journey into the mysterious world of sadhanas.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChroniclesOfASadhak" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMRHo6fip7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-6965579675924550171</id><published>2008-11-21T05:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:21:25.416+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:21:25.416+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Cleansing and Reunion</title><summary type="html">Each sadhana defines the word 'mysterious' in a special way. There are sadhaks who spent their entire life chanting mantras and got nothing; and there are sadhaks who chanted a mantra once and succeeded. It's like being on a crowded platform and waiting for a once in lifetime train to ultimate success which is invisible, inaudible and undetectable by normal means. Those who know exactly when and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/AEUAWWJkoEo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=6965579675924550171" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6965579675924550171?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6965579675924550171?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/AEUAWWJkoEo/cleansing-and-reunion.html" title="Cleansing and Reunion" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2008/11/cleansing-and-reunion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkECSXk8fip7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-7487432908036638833</id><published>2008-04-21T10:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:21:08.776+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:21:08.776+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Sadhana - The Right Way</title><summary type="html">Most of us don't even know that sadhanas exist. Those who do are either blindfolded by misconception or manipulated by desires. Sadhanas are mysterious yet very much real; a science that requires correct, complete information and a lot of hard work to yield tangible results.A sadhana can be divided into these steps:Preparation: Learning the mantra, being familiar with it and practicing to chant &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/37mJZAZdmbM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=7487432908036638833" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/7487432908036638833?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/7487432908036638833?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/37mJZAZdmbM/sadhana-right-way.html" title="Sadhana - The Right Way" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2008/04/sadhana-right-way.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBQHYzfip7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-4338350481204357850</id><published>2008-04-15T22:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:20:51.886+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:20:51.886+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>The Young Student</title><summary type="html">When my sadhanas started to succeed for real, I needed something to test my capabilities. I got it sooner than I thought.This boy was about to be thrown out of school. Though his parents tried everything they could, he simply didn't have the ability to learn further. When his parents approached me, I was prepared to refuse to help them; but the boy's innocence was irresistible. Since his parents &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/Bang8mKC8eI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=4338350481204357850" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/4338350481204357850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/4338350481204357850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/Bang8mKC8eI/young-student.html" title="The Young Student" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2008/04/young-student.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGSHk5eyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-135556903754445855</id><published>2008-04-09T19:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:20:29.723+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:20:29.723+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>The Truth</title><summary type="html">There's no such thing as a simple and easy sadhana, though some people for some strange reasons find it reassuring to believe otherwise. And when their futile attempts force them to face the reality, they fail to control the madness risen from the ashes of expectations and start blaming everyone except themselves. Sadhanas work; yes, they do; if performed correctly and in proper order. But not &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/96HSBIdySnI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=135556903754445855" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/135556903754445855?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/135556903754445855?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/96HSBIdySnI/truth.html" title="The Truth" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2008/04/truth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEEQHo4eyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-4018723047211755694</id><published>2008-04-06T17:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:20:01.433+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:20:01.433+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>The Sadhana for a Sadhana</title><summary type="html">Sadhanas fascinate all. And I am no exception.  The lure of unlimited powers, the dream of fulfilling all desires almost instantly and the lust of absolute supremacy are reasons enough to blind any eye including the most vigilant ones. While making the rare success even more illusive, these reasons sometimes help a Sadhak keep going despite all odds.After initial difficulties, I was able to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/-CKf2IJz2cA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=4018723047211755694" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/4018723047211755694?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/4018723047211755694?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/-CKf2IJz2cA/sadhana-for-sadhana.html" title="The Sadhana for a Sadhana" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2008/04/sadhana-for-sadhana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMQHg8fyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-8385419158943324059</id><published>2007-09-19T01:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:19:41.677+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:19:41.677+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Growing Up</title><summary type="html">Sadhanas are mysterious - all of them. There are innumerable mantras, each with multiple sadhanas associated; still, a Sadhak must always consider the Guru, the mantras and the deities as one. Even if success is a step away; a Sadhak may find it hopelessly impossible enough to abandon sadhana and loose everything gained so far. When they say - "Sadhanas are not meant for everyone", they mean &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/sW-P_MPW5-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=8385419158943324059" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8385419158943324059?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8385419158943324059?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/sW-P_MPW5-U/growing-up.html" title="Growing Up" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/09/growing-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIARnk-fSp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-2017938665267282300</id><published>2007-05-01T00:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:19:07.755+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:19:07.755+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts" /><title>Of Faith, Imagination and Reality</title><summary type="html">Life is about challenges - facing them with courage ensures glorious victory. Cowards never get started; idle morons who shamelessly beg for mercy and expect others to work for them. The weak die along the way; hypocrites who weasel out hiding behind the veil of difficulties. A rare few, who either win or die, move ahead with unabated determination facing the deadliest of storms and reach their &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/KeaYvPutTig" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=2017938665267282300" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/2017938665267282300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/2017938665267282300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/KeaYvPutTig/of-faith-imagination-and-reality.html" title="Of Faith, Imagination and Reality" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-faith-imagination-and-reality.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIFRHc6cCp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-678882821357535084</id><published>2007-04-26T01:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:18:35.918+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:18:35.918+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Right and wrong</title><summary type="html">Under a shroud of mysteries, the world of sadhanas defies both the laws of nature and the laws of science. The sense of right and wrong entangles further as you delve deeper into the puzzle. Your kindest gesture may sometimes turn out to be your worst spiritual mistake.Long ago, a fellow disciple, who was too busy with his problems to perform any sadhana, sought my help. Out of compassion for a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/RJi4YLJSjEw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=678882821357535084" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/678882821357535084?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/678882821357535084?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/RJi4YLJSjEw/right-and-wrong.html" title="Right and wrong" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/right-and-wrong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8CRnc6fCp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-6911160151286603928</id><published>2007-04-23T23:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:24:27.914+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:24:27.914+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Success in Sadhana</title><summary type="html">With the final stage of a sadhana, comes Gurudev's most brutal test. This is the stage where your success or failure is decided; this is the stage even a seasoned Sadhak dreads to think about. No amount of dedication, faith, concentration, meditation - nothing can help you prepare for it.I was performing a Mahavidya sadhana. The tests of pain, pride, lust, disrespect and distrust had already &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/AQ3uUgRp3Jc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=6911160151286603928" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6911160151286603928?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6911160151286603928?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/AQ3uUgRp3Jc/success-in-sadhana.html" title="Success in Sadhana" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/success-in-sadhana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMBQX8_eCp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-1981296076107926713</id><published>2007-04-21T19:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:17:30.140+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:17:30.140+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Dynamics of Sadhana</title><summary type="html">We, like the rest of the Universe, are all about energy. When we are happy, our overall energy level rises and when it hits a low, we find ourselves engrossed in sadness. When it flows upwards, we become Sadhaks; when it flows downwards, we tend to reproduce.A sadhana is essentially the process of learning to increase, maintain and manipulate our energies beyond normal.Higher energies may &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/nLp28HMbzmU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=1981296076107926713" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/1981296076107926713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/1981296076107926713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/nLp28HMbzmU/dynamics-of-sadhana.html" title="Dynamics of Sadhana" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/dynamics-of-sadhana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMGR3s7eyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-1442849171711749118</id><published>2007-04-20T00:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:17:06.503+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:17:06.503+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>Basics of Sadhana</title><summary type="html">When I turned to other sadhanas, I found myself swarmed with all sorts of mantras - each more beneficial that the other. Fame, power, money, a beautiful wife; but, I thought, elimination of enemies would be better. On the very first day, I saw a strange dream. I had a little clue about it. I got up and wrote everything I could remember.  It appeared incomplete. The next day, I saw another segment&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/0oIRvoLU174" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=1442849171711749118" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/1442849171711749118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/1442849171711749118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/0oIRvoLU174/basics-of-sadhana.html" title="Basics of Sadhana" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/basics-of-sadhana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8ARHo8fyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-2542606846024784946</id><published>2007-04-17T17:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:24:05.477+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:24:05.477+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guru" /><title>The Sadhak</title><summary type="html">I always had the will. After five Guru mantra anushthans performed back to back, I had the means. All I needed to do was to elevate my energies as higher as possible with my Gurudev acting as a bridge between me and the Universe. Maintaining those energies in active state was an altogether different task.A Sadhak's job is almost as difficult as that of a Guru. Walking the thin line between &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/7XJvu0uXENM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=2542606846024784946" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/2542606846024784946?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/2542606846024784946?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/7XJvu0uXENM/sadhak.html" title="The Sadhak" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/sadhak.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8HQXY4eyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-6061550419937803525</id><published>2007-04-17T01:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:23:50.833+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:23:50.833+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guru" /><title>The Guru</title><summary type="html">Meeting my fellow disciples was a strange experience - exhilarating but disappointing. Nice, emotional people, more devotees than disciples, who considered their Guru a provider of instant solutions for puny little problems of their day-to-day lives rather than an ocean of boundless knowledge that leads to salvation and completeness.When I asked Gurudev about why those people left everything on &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/4iR6D4jpYhE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=6061550419937803525" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6061550419937803525?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/6061550419937803525?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/4iR6D4jpYhE/guru.html" title="The Guru" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/guru.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQGRn05eyp7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-8947313808585609767</id><published>2007-04-15T18:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:15:27.323+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:15:27.323+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhana" /><title>A step forward</title><summary type="html">For me, being a logical person, it's either yes or no, 1 or 0, completeness or nothing. "Middleness", as I call it, never worked for me. The joy of being a disciple of the controller of Siddhashram, an enviable achievement, was enough to make me misinterpret things. Without any preparations, I jumped straight to an anushthan. At 21, I was already late for heaven's throne.Guru mantra was the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/oO7UqlL_kRI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=8947313808585609767" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8947313808585609767?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/8947313808585609767?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/oO7UqlL_kRI/step-forward.html" title="A step forward" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/step-forward.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8FRHg9eip7ImA9WxNaEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282860579815143227.post-3606110269247345430</id><published>2007-04-14T19:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:23:35.662+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T00:23:35.662+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guru" /><title>Making of a disciple</title><summary type="html">|| Gurur Brahma, Gurur Vishnu, Gururdevo Maheshwarah,Guruh sakshat Parabrahma, Tasmai Shri Guruve namaha ||"Guru (spiritual teacher) is Brahma, Guru is Vishnu, Guru is Maheshwar, Guru is verily Parabrahma, my adoration to Him."A simple hymn, known for ages; yet, for some, might require more than one lifetime to understand.I take my time, my logic doesn't let me sway without my usual dose of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~4/DIZ8Bb3Flxg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=282860579815143227&amp;postID=3606110269247345430" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/3606110269247345430?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/282860579815143227/posts/default/3606110269247345430?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChroniclesOfASadhak/~3/DIZ8Bb3Flxg/sacred-oath.html" title="Making of a disciple" /><author><name>Nikhilashish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04246270008175335699" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://chronicles-of-a-sadhak.blogspot.com/2007/04/sacred-oath.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
