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from this site: "http://maaheswari.blogspot.com/2011/01/bilvastakam.html" to match the version sung during Aadhi yogi aalayam consecration ... hope the sequence is right since I don't have the song recorded &amp;amp; with me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tridalam Trigunakaaram Trinethram Cha Triyayudham,&lt;br /&gt;Trijanma Papa Samharam Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhanda Bilwa Pathrena Poojithe Nandikeshware,&lt;br /&gt;Shudhyanthi Sarva Papebhyo, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salagrama Shilamekaam Vipranam Jatha  ChaArpayeth,&lt;br /&gt;Soma Yagna Maha Punyam, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danthi Koti Sahasrani Vajapeya Sathani Cha,&lt;br /&gt;Koti Kanya Maha Danam, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakshmyasthanutha Uthpannam Mahadevasya Cha Priyam,&lt;br /&gt;Bilwa Vruksham Prayacchami, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darshanam Bilwa Vrukshasya, Sparsanam Papa Nasanam,&lt;br /&gt;Aghora Papa Samharam, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi Kshethra Nivasam Cha Kala Bhairava Darshanam,&lt;br /&gt;Prayaga Madhavam Drushtwa, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moolatho Brahma Roopaya, Madhyatho Vishnu Roopine&lt;br /&gt;Agratha Shiva Roopaya, Eka Bilwam Shivarpanam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-2295634910127648473?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2295634910127648473/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=2295634910127648473" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2295634910127648473?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="swing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem" /><title>My Swing!</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My anger, my joy, my frustration&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Arising not from my wife nor my child &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Neither from my society nor my god&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is all but a mere reflection&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;of what lies in me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, these terrible chains! I wonder&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;how to break and go beyond&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Blessed One has seen me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Doting on Him to take me through&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Beyond this pain and pleasure trough&lt;span style="color:#333399"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-2731141875073116839?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2731141875073116839/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=2731141875073116839" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2731141875073116839?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2731141875073116839?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-swing.html" title="My Swing!" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUGSHk-cSp7ImA9WhdVEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-6795232869885688118</id><published>2011-09-17T23:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:43:49.759+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-17T23:43:49.759+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chennai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="community" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha foundation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green hands" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="forest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="legacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="afforestation" /><title>Urban community forests</title><content type="html">This is what happens when an urban born-and-bred person suddenly comes up with an idea of how to increase the green cover in the state. He writes up a note like this which will probably not be read by anybody much less be implemented. Knowing it very well, this is still my attempt to pour out my ranting with respect to the afforestation of the state and country in general.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;A cold water bath can spur these thoughts!? Well, if Chennai water feels cold, that is a sure sign for me that something is going wrong with the environment. The alternate rains and heat daily seems very unlike Chennai, which is known more of its heat than damp weather.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;I suddenly thought how nice it would be if a group of people buy a land and plant trees in it. It is also an investment just like how a group of people buy an apartment complex! It is just that this investment might not yield immediate results, but is probably the best thing we can leave as legacy for our sons &amp;amp; daughters. The term ‘community forest’ came to mind immediately.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;As with most netizens, the next logical activity was to lookup the term ‘community forest’ on the internet and find out what it is all about. But I understand it is not entirely similar to what is popularly called as ‘community forestry’ in general media (a concept unknown to me till today).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proposal (rudimentary):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A group of people (preferably more than 20) together form a trust or foundation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The group of people contribute money as much as possible for them&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The foundation then buys a piece of land, preferably in the urban locality with the aim of creating a forest like natural environment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These will be tended to as forests not in the sense of one teeming with wild-life, not at least in the beginning stages.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Constraints and Risks foreseen:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Protection required under law from land grabbers, especially with political influence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maintenance personnel required for safeguarding the area or at least part-time volunteers looking after the area, watering trees, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Proper and responsible tracking has to be present especially on financial aspects for such foundations&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advantages:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These trees will not be in anyway blocking roads requiring them to be cut when the roads are to be expanded. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They will be in residential areas aiding in increased aesthetic value to localities that go with it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once it catches popular imagination, it just becomes a natural extension of a locality. So, when a new area is being setup in an urban or semi-urban condition, such a forest / park will be thought of as a natural component of the area&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Climatic conditions in urban areas will certainly improve even with such pockets of small-forests / parks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If sufficiently big areas are used for it, a natural park can even be setup in the areas for children aiding in a big way for their growth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Above all, I feel it is our minimal duty to the country and more importantly for the next generation of people whom we have brought to life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-6795232869885688118?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6795232869885688118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=6795232869885688118" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6795232869885688118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6795232869885688118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/09/urban-community-forests.html" title="Urban community forests" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHSXo6eip7ImA9WhdSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-2719404963317422065</id><published>2011-07-29T20:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:32:18.412+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-29T20:32:18.412+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SA trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Graskop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prabhu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kungfu panda" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hospitality" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog" /><title>Moments of madness and fun ...</title><content type="html">Just living a crazy life ... had not been coming onto the blogosphere for a long time now. My last decent attempt at a blog had been in May 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, a lot of things have happened. India is boiling with controversies and it is this environment I have returned to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to home and handling more chaos than ever but this time, the cushion of Shambhavi had been there to give me some breathing space. Just thought today of remembering some of the unforgettable moments of my SA trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Graskop trip - undoubtedly the top in my memories as a lot of cobwebs of inhibitions and fears cleared from my mind. There was too much fun to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Durban trip - for both the good and bad things that happened during the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; KungFu Panda 2 @ Sandton mall - had gala fun with folks just before starting back to India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Prabhu's farewell - how can I forget an event that took 4 GB of Video recording and still reminds all of the roomies of the fun that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; My own farewell from onsite - a moving sequence of incidents contributed to by everyone including my manager, the final photo session on rooftop being the capping one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and beyond it all, hospitality of my team is the best thing I will remember for ever about my stay in South Africa. It is not easy to accommodate your manager at your residence, to start with for 2 months, and then ungrudgingly (or so it seemed throughout to me!) for 6 months! And I am not an easy customer, waking up even on weekends before 7 AM and chanting in meditation. All through the stay, they took care of most of my needs, not because I was a manager but treating me as a good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-2719404963317422065?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2719404963317422065/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=2719404963317422065" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2719404963317422065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2719404963317422065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/07/moments-of-madness-and-fun.html" title="Moments of madness and fun ..." /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUBQn0yeCp7ImA9WhZVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-870670841525773215</id><published>2011-05-28T01:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-28T01:27:33.390+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-28T01:27:33.390+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="women" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="empowerment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culture" /><title>Em'power'ing!</title><content type="html">A facebook post by a very good friend sparked a controversy and of course a conversation that triggered my thoughts today on what really is empowerment of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, like most of the 'concepts', empowerment would mean so many different things to people at different times. This blog entry is just a rambling of what I feel about it in the Indian context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was as in the early afghan invasion era, where women had to be protected carefully, even a woman freely walking around on her own might have been considered empowerment. Probably in the independence war era, it would have meant the same and more, women getting more or less equal opportunities to fight against the foreign oppression. This was also the time when the seeds of liberation were sprouting in more human pots than in several prior centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it really mean now!? I feel it is about freeing women from the centuries of stranglehold on various fronts - cultural, educational, social and spiritual - more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision is simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A child should not be discriminated against pursuing any sort of education she likes&lt;br /&gt;- A woman should be able to freely go on the streets at midnight, as the Mahatma also wished for&lt;br /&gt;- No woman should be ill-treated or physically abused, irrespective of the place being a house or a school or a bus or a train&lt;br /&gt;- Every person, man or woman, should have the basic freedom of choice without any external pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that in the vedic period, a woman could wear the sacred thread just like a man - not based on being born in a caste, but out of her own capability. A woman would dissolve her family at will and pursue a spiritual path because that was considered the ultimate thing everyone aspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is shameful that such a free culture is more or less lost now. But if we can create back or restore a culture even closer to that state, that should be the minimum contribution from our generation to the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-870670841525773215?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/870670841525773215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=870670841525773215" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/870670841525773215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/870670841525773215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/05/empowering.html" title="Em'power'ing!" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EGRHc7fSp7ImA9WhZXEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-4205891340992984604</id><published>2011-05-02T01:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:23:45.905+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-02T01:23:45.905+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lovely Lyrics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tamil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nenjil Nenjil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Engeyum Kadhal" /><title>Deeply, Madly in Love ...</title><content type="html">One of the most beautiful lyrics I have heard in recent times ... Nenjil Nenjil song from Engeyum Kadhal. Brilliant composition and brilliantly sung as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;nenjil nenjil idho idho,&lt;br /&gt;kaadhal kaadhal pirandhadho&lt;br /&gt;konjum kaatril mayangiyae&lt;br /&gt;konjam maele paranthatho&lt;br /&gt;maalai vaelai velai kaattutho&lt;br /&gt;en moolai vaanam jwalai moottudho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male repeat)&lt;br /&gt;nenjil nenjil idho idho,&lt;br /&gt;kaadhal kaadhal pirandhadho&lt;br /&gt;konjum kaatril mayangiyae&lt;br /&gt;konjam maele paranthatho&lt;br /&gt;maalai vaelai velai kaattutho&lt;br /&gt;en moolai vaanam jwalai moottudho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;en nilaavil en nilaavil&lt;br /&gt;oru minsaaral thaan thoovudho&lt;br /&gt;en kanaavil en kanaavil&lt;br /&gt;un bimba thugazh inbangal pozhigayil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(female)&lt;br /&gt;nenjil nenjil idho idho,&lt;br /&gt;kaadhal kaadhal pirandhadho&lt;br /&gt;konjum kaatril mayangiyae&lt;br /&gt;konjam maele paranthatho&lt;br /&gt;maalai vaelai velai kaattutho&lt;br /&gt;en moolai vaanam jwalai moottudho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;Oru mounam paravum&lt;br /&gt;siru kaadhal pozhudhil&lt;br /&gt;Kizhiyil vizhaiyum mozhiyil edhuvum kavithaiyadi&lt;br /&gt;Asaiyum imaiyum isaiyil edhuvum inimaiyadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(female)&lt;br /&gt;ven maarbil padarum&lt;br /&gt;un paarvai thiravam&lt;br /&gt;ithaya putharil, sidhari sidhari, vazhivathaen&lt;br /&gt;oru uthirum thuliyil, uthiram muzhuthum, athirvathu aaen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;urugaathey uyirae, vilagaathey malarae&lt;br /&gt;un kaadhal vaerai kaanavendi&lt;br /&gt;vaanam thaandi unakkul nuzhaindha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male starts and female takes up)&lt;br /&gt;nenjil nenjil idho idho,&lt;br /&gt;kaadhal kaadhal pirandhadho&lt;br /&gt;konjum kaatril mayangiyae&lt;br /&gt;konjam maele paranthatho&lt;br /&gt;maalai vaelai velai kaattutho&lt;br /&gt;en moolai vaanam jwalai moottudho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(female)&lt;br /&gt;pasi oorum idhazhum,&lt;br /&gt;pasi aerum viralum&lt;br /&gt;viradham mudithu, irayai virayum, naeram idhu&lt;br /&gt;uyirin murayil, mayirin izhayoor nooram adhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;oru vellai thiraiyaai,&lt;br /&gt;un ullam thirandhaai&lt;br /&gt;siruga siruga, iravai thirudum thaarigayae&lt;br /&gt;vidiyum varayil, viralum ithazhum thoorigaiyae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(female)&lt;br /&gt;vidiyaadhe iravae mudiyaadhe kanavae,&lt;br /&gt;nee innum konjam neelakkori kaadhal kaani thudikka thudikka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(male)&lt;br /&gt;nenjil nenjil idho idho,&lt;br /&gt;kaadhal kaadhal pirandhadho&lt;br /&gt;konjum kaatril mayangiyae&lt;br /&gt;konjam maele paranthatho&lt;br /&gt;maalai vaelai velai kaattutho&lt;br /&gt;en moolai vaanam jwalai moottudho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(female)&lt;br /&gt;en nilaavil en nilaavil&lt;br /&gt;oru minsaaral thaan thoovudho&lt;br /&gt;en kanaavil en kanaavil&lt;br /&gt;un bimba thugazh inbangal pozhigayil&lt;div 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/><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NQngycSp7ImA9WhZQGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-1376156181989668907</id><published>2011-04-27T16:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:11:33.699+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-27T16:11:33.699+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Breath" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhguru" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha Kriya" /><title>Sweet Breath</title><content type="html">With every breath, lies the key&lt;br /&gt;inhale and you are not the body&lt;br /&gt;exhale and you are not the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should make you damned&lt;br /&gt;for without the body and mind&lt;br /&gt;you are forced to ask&lt;br /&gt;who am I here and what is my task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay that way for mere minutes&lt;br /&gt;but those few are so sweet&lt;br /&gt;it eggs me on for more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-1376156181989668907?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1376156181989668907/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=1376156181989668907" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-02T09:58:23.313+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trek" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Graskop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="canyoning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="red bull" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kestelle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wild Fig Tree" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MacMac" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="serbia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="barkesh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kloofing" /><title>Sabie and Graskop trip - Part 3 - Canyoning</title><content type="html">After an eventful first day with water tubing &amp;amp; caving, most of us rested well in the night to get ready for probably the most enjoyed of them all - canyoning or kloofing as it's called in the native tongue. The only glitch is we had to start early at 7 AM and have breakfast as well, which not many of us managed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kestelle was prompt in arriving but Alagiri was without his shoes. So, Kestelle probably planned it and scared off Karthik from Canyoning thereby securing shoes for Alagiri :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot to tell about our two best players throughout - Barkesh and RedBull. Kestelle was finding it very difficult to pronounce Prakash and Prabhu and somehow started calling them Barkesh and RedBull :-) Those names just stuck to them for rest of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a misty morning and the drive to MacMac falls was very enjoyable, especially with our guys drooling in the trailer when a lady joined us near Kestelle's office - her name was Vanya and she was from Serbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first exercise upon reaching Mac Mac was for all of us to get into our Superman dress ... with the wet suit &amp;amp; shorts over it. For most of us, this was the touch part - to get our wet suits on, most of them not fitting in size. Gnana had in fact got it reversed and was very uncomfortable with the fit! Over the wet suit, we had to wear a shorts for helping in bum sliding over rocks. The first ordeal over, we started with the trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice walk for a while slowly but steadily getting more and more slippery. So was the 'nicety' of our experience I thought! Kestelle was just walking along with us and suddenly jumped into a pool of water some 15 to 20 feet! I, for one was damned, when one after another people started jumping in ... I was honestly cursing myself under the breath for my twin fears - of water and of heights. But anyway decided to take the plunge after quite some hesitation. The pool of water was amidst a few rocks and so people had to jump right in between. I closed my eyes and just jumped but I guess it was close to the rocks than the pool's center. Anyway, gasping for breath once more and hanging around the people extending their help, I reached shore. The very first feeling after the jump was of disbelief that even I went through something like this :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the trek did not involve more jumps but was more of climbing rocks up and down, sometimes bum sliding. Nantha unfortunately had a couple of bad falls hurting his hands and knees, but that did not show as the man braved on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first break after an hour near the first waterfall on our kloofing trip with kestelle distributing some biscuits &amp;amp; coke. I am sure if we had any idea of the work that lay ahead, people would grabbed lot more to eat. There was a mini-jump from a 6 feet which people enjoyed. Shaju was our hero of this trip as well. Nanthu was "terrific" helping everybody (more desperately for the ladies in our group) in both the jumps but Shaju was "terrifying" trying to sink Nanthu every time he offered him help with swimming across ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only people who knew swimming could go closer to the second water fall and Prabhu helped a couple of us to go closer. I stopped mid-way due to the depth, but it seems we could have gone farther! That in itself was still very good and from there, we moved on to the final Mac Mac falls. Everybody was tired by then as we reached our final destination. But the beauty of the fall had us temporarily forget our weariness and the braver souls carried on with another mini-swim to reach the foot-rocks. We had our second snack-meal there but obviously the biscuits &amp;amp; coke was no match to our hunger this time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return journey was in itself a brilliant adventure! Our tired limbs had to carry us over a rather steep climb of over 60 metres, sometimes walking across trees &amp;amp; vines, sometimes climbing over steep landscape and sometimes literally over 6 feet rocks. There were several breaks taken by all of us given the nature of the climb and there was a palpable relief in everyone just reaching the top. The relief turned into joy for our guys seeing all the bikini clad women who were obviously flustered by the heat :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return journey was without further mishaps and in fact enjoyable with us trying to learn "Chao Cacusi" in Serbian &amp;amp; Vanya trying to learn "Un peyar enna" :-) So famished was our group that the lunch at Wild Fig Tree restaurant comprised of all possible dishes, the exotic ones being Ostrich, Springbok, Fried Fish Trout, Chicken and Milkshakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus ended the three of our adventures, each different in its own respect and yet with the common thread of letting us overcome our own fears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... and the final part of my writing will need to be about Kestelle, the big swing and our last big adventure - the return journey itself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-6332799752203713396?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6332799752203713396/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=6332799752203713396" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6332799752203713396?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6332799752203713396?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabie-and-graskop-trip-part-3-canyoning.html" title="Sabie and Graskop trip - Part 3 - Canyoning" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBQH47eSp7ImA9WhZSFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-4434125099332062325</id><published>2011-03-29T22:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:50:51.001+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-29T22:50:51.001+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nanthaSabie and Graskop trip - Part 2 - Caving with candle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Graskop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kestelle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shahjahan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="karthik" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="caving" /><title>Sabie and Graskop trip - Part 2 - Caving with candle</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The afternoon passed off without any momentous ventures or events. We were all just tired but still excited about what more is to come. Some of us were apprehensive with the water tubing experience though with several cuts across hands and legs. Karthik had a swelling on his leg and thereafter refused to take part in further adventures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No lunch yet and soon it was time to go for our second venture with Kestelle - Caving with a candle - with 8 of us. It was pouring down and we hadn't got enough dry clothes. So, we just went off with the same wet clothes. To enter the caves, we were taken to Kestelle's office where we wore the ankle boots and our long blue robe tucking into them. Two couples joined us in this adventure at the office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we finally reached the cave, it was still pouring badly and we struggled a bit to light our candles. We did not realize how awkward it was to walk with the boots on till we actually started walking towards the cave. All of us managed to reach the cave entrance without our candles getting blown off. Kestelle told us to guard the candles with our palms also helping the eyes from getting blinded by the candle light in that darkness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few bats passed me so close that I felt the whiff of air :) Our descent into the cave was through a narrow rock canyon first followed by our first bending &amp;amp; crawling on four limbs. Not everyone liked this and especially Nanthu seemed to dislike all this squeezing through rocks &amp;amp; crawling. It became more apparent when we had our next crawl in the cave, this time completely like a worm slithering through the mud and Nanthu was going mad. He was shouting "I hate caving"! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever we managed to walk though, our guide was charming enough to guide us about the rock formations and types of rocks inside, especially to the German couple in our group :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gnana was crawling ahead of us and suddenly at a turn, Kestelle tried to scare us. He did the same to me too once in our subsequent journey when he went ahead of us. Once we reached the deepest part of the cave, we were asked to blow off all our lights. No matter how we tried, we could not see anything even after few more minutes because there was no light, even a minimal one there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After some more descent and more crawls later, we were near the entrance out. One final dare ensued - to crawl out through the narrowest of the gorges, only the south african &amp;amp; german couple tried it and made it finally to the outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, we were out and on our way back to the backpackers. This time, there was more fun in the truck where Alagiri was trying to blow the German lady's candle. Shahjahan was however persistent about holding his mobile light on all through the way. It was still raining heavily when we had started back to Kestelle's office to derobe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were all so dirty and wet, but since we did not have any more dry clothes, we chose to head to the Woodsman in our 'adventure' dress itself. Famished is an understatement of our condition then and we gobbled down anything that seemed palatable. The waitress was apparently furious at us for coming in so late to the restaurant (and due to our appearance as well!?) that she refused a finger bowl for Nanda! We were all making fun of him for this snubbing :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shaju and Karthik though wisely bought some noodles and bread for the breakfast next morning. We were all to begin the final planned adventure at 7:30 AM next morning - canyoning. But for then, we were extremely tired and went to sleep early. Thankfully, I had kept Shambhavi and breath watching going at the night - otherwise, I don't think I would have made it through the next day at all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What happened on our Kloofing trip is reading material for another day :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-4434125099332062325?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4434125099332062325/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=4434125099332062325" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/4434125099332062325?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/4434125099332062325?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabie-and-graskop-trip-part-2-caving.html" title="Sabie and Graskop trip - Part 2 - Caving with candle" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcGR3Y8cSp7ImA9WhZTGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-3251749803320905761</id><published>2011-03-25T01:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:50:26.879+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-25T01:50:26.879+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tubing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Graskop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adventure" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Backpackers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Water" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rafting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kestelle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Billy Bongo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabie" /><title>Sabie &amp; Graskop - Part 1 - Water Tubing</title><content type="html">This is the first of a series of blogs I want to write about our recent adventure trip. It is mostly in first person narrative as I have experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this trip, I did not do anything initially apart from giving the  money to Alagiri. Hats off to Gnana and Alagiri for their entire trip  organization. If not for them, it would not have been this great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 of us went to Graskop during the last long weekend and we hired 2 cars for our drive.  Our stay was to be at Sabie, about 30 to 40 Kms before Graskop as we were to do some adventures in Sabie before heading to Graskop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned for a early morning start at 4 AM on Saturday, but as usual managed to start by 5 AM only. The first seeming setback was when our car boot door got jammed. Luckily from the last Durban experience, we knew the boot space could also be accessed from within the car which did prove handy overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alagiri and I were the only drivers for the two cars and we took our first break after 250 Kms of a scenic drive. The breakfast was a bit disappointing but everyone had a nice time watching the trout in the lake behind our restaurant. The other car had a GPS device whereas we were using Shajahan's AGPS from his mobile. Once we started from the Caltex break point, we took a left turn to Sabie through Lydenburg and Alagiri had sped off towards Nelspruit. So, two different routes for two cars but we knew both routes anyway converge near Sabie and just proceeded in our own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after Lydenburg, it got so misty around 10:30 AM in the morning through the sinuous route that visibility was less than even 20 feet! It was absolutely tiring to focus so hard and drive only 40 kms in the next 1 hour. But strangely, everyone enjoyed this drive and we finally managed to reach Sabie at noon time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell about Billy bongo Backpackers here where we stayed. It is so overwhelmingly better than the previous backpackers we have seen in our Durban trip - 1000 times better than the one from Durban! A very comfortable stay and I would recommend it on any day to everyone. We settled into our dorm rooms comfortably but still did not have our lunch yet. Kestelle, our adventure trip guide, arrived shortly and we had to start for our first venture (i.e.) water tubing, at 1 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no idea what it was about until we underwent the whole thing! Basically, one gets to raft using water tubes (very good ones at that) on a flowing river. Kestelle did give us instructions on how to guide the raft, how to avoid rocks, how to use the trees &amp;amp; rocks in the flow, etc. But am not sure how many of us got the hang of it because it was too much information to digest frankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was there were at least 5 of us who did not know swimming. Only Prabhu, Nanthu &amp;amp; Gnana knew swimming. Nanda could also manage, but barely. The rest of us were so noobish when it comes to swimming that the very notion of us tubing is laughable. But the brave (and naive) souls we were, we happily posed for some pictures and got onto it! Luckily for us, the river was flowing much faster than usual with more water apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first fall into water, I was completely breathless and was probably even shouting for help :) Somehow, got onto the raft again and managed to fall again. This whole falling, rolling in water, bumping into rocks, getting tangled into thorny bushes continued for the next 2 hours. We were progressively getting better and I am sure many of us would probably like the tubing venture next time. But at that moment, I was so scared that I just wanted it to end at some point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole time, we could not help wonder how Kestelle was managing it so effortlessly and in fact, sometimes he was just coolly going upstream to save some of our friends who lagged behind or got tangled between bushes. Thankfully there were no crocodiles in the flowing water and I managed always to be either in the beginning of group tumbling &amp;amp; rolling in water (sometimes under my raft as well) or to be helped by others in our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaju and Karthik were our tubing heroes because they were mostly only rolling in water and into bushes :) In fact, Karthik was so hurt physically bumping against the rocks and shaken up with the whole thing that he had to drop off at about 3/4th distance. Once Kestelle talked about the final three rapids, even shaju and I wanted to quit - but Kestelle wouldn't let us drop! "Oh heck, I have to undergo this" was the only thing going on in my mind and suddenly there was Bhairavi with an unknown courage flowing in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first rapid was the toughest of all. 3 people went through the first rapid successfully and then I decide to take the plunge. But my first step into the water itself was a setback as the raft toppled. Thankfully, Gnana was there to help me out immediately and I set upon it again. The first 2 twists of the rapid went on OK and on the third twist my raft toppled again flinging me into the water. I watched many others also follow my route - Alagiri lost one of his shoes in that rapid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 rapids were relatively smoothly crossed and we reached the final frontier after over 3 hours, dropping anchor near a house on the shore. Karthik was already drying himself when we got our rafts to the shore and we took some snaps with Kestelle near our trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the group was drenched to the core and had several cuts on hands / legs. But most of us were extremely happy too that even we could do something like this!! I still remember my desperate attempts to stay afloat &amp;amp; alive, grapple with clutching at bushes and clawing at the river bed to stop rolling in the flowing water :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it all, I can claim to have lost a lot of my fear about drowning in water and am really thankful to Kestelle for forcing me through this. There started our admiration for this extremely fit person not only effortlessly did it all, but also helped us go through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about rest of the trip in subsequent blogs ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-3251749803320905761?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/3251749803320905761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=3251749803320905761" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/3251749803320905761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/3251749803320905761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabie-graskop-part-1-water-tubing.html" title="Sabie &amp; Graskop - Part 1 - Water Tubing" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHQHs7fCp7ImA9Wx9aE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-6348928311577267317</id><published>2011-03-05T21:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:45:31.504+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-05T21:45:31.504+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inner Engineering" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chennai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhguru" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="March 25" /><title>Spread the Word ... please!</title><content type="html">After a long time, again, my blogging silence is broken now. Nope, it is not because I saw an awesome movie or read a wonderful book. I just am letting out a bit of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the first time am writing something about Him - usually I consider him too great to fit into my silly expressions. What I am today is completely, 100% attributable to Isha and Sadhguru. Life has taken a complete turn towards happiness since 2003 when I attended my first few programs with Isha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, quite naturally when I heard a few days ago that Sadhguru himself is conducting an intensive Inner Engineering class in Chennai  (March 25th I think), it was pretty exciting to me! I just wished this is a wonderful opportunity for everyone to feel &amp;amp; realize what I have. And when it is from the Man Himself, what a great thing it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I had a chat with my wife today and she said something that completely stirred something inside. There are about 15000 slots for this program and still some of them are open. I was shocked to know that ... for me it is unthinkable because anything by Sadhguru would &amp;amp; should get over-filled in a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems Sadhguru told something on the lines of 'If I have to go and invite people on streets, I would do it'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest I have known something in my life to God is my Guru and if he had to say something like this, I can just understand what sort of a pain it is, not just for him but for the whole Isha foundation. There were tears welling up in my eyes, after a long time, due to pain. Usually, if it is, it will be out of joy - yes, that is what Isha had given me. But this made me sad indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the least responsibility of every living being who has been influenced by Isha, meditator or not, to at least spread the word in whichever way possible and see to it that everyone they know get a chance at experiencing bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dad and my brother are making it this time. I dearly wish my aunt also attends the program. I will do what I can for making this program a success by spreading the word, after all I am just an extension of Him operating at a different location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shambho ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-6348928311577267317?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6348928311577267317/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=6348928311577267317" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6348928311577267317?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6348928311577267317?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2011/03/spread-word-please.html" title="Spread the Word ... please!" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIARHk4eCp7ImA9Wx5SFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-8348737343545700233</id><published>2010-08-09T22:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:39:05.730+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-11T22:39:05.730+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madrasapattinam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prakash" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amy jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ilayaraja" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arya" /><title>Pookkal pookkum tharunam</title><content type="html">It is a life-time record ... especially for me, to listen to a song for at least 50 times in the last 24 hours. Mind you, that is an average of 2 times every hour in the last 1 day. Count in the sleep hours, driving hours and office work hours. That makes it at least 6 times an hour in the remaining hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should admit am addicted to the song! Without humming "pookkal pookkum tharunam", my mind seems to become restless. Oh, wow .. didn't really realize that it is still running in my mind as I type these words. What is it that attracts me so much to this song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every review I had read of Madrasapattinam in the last 2 days has praised Amy Jackson - her beauty, grace and acting skills. Of course, what do you expect from a Miss World Teen whose father works for BBC!? I for one have gotten enamored by the sharpness in her gaze during most of this song and the way certain dialogues happen through the eyes of the pair alone in this song is just brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the lyrical play itself which is as beautiful as the score by G V Prakash. The way it is sung .. hmm .. what can I say? After Ilayaraja  departed from the music direction world of Tamil Cinema, very few songs have attracted me so much as this one. I think that speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it and am sure you will also fall in love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-8348737343545700233?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/8348737343545700233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=8348737343545700233" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/8348737343545700233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/8348737343545700233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/pookkal-pookkum-tharunam.html" title="Pookkal pookkum tharunam" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EDRXs6fCp7ImA9Wx5SE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-1338988337205011540</id><published>2010-08-07T23:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:04:34.514+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-09T22:04:34.514+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chennai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madras" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madarasa pattinam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arya" /><title>At last ... a good movie</title><content type="html">At last, my blog silence is being broken. And it is very very rare that Abi and I write about or read the same thing on the same day!! Usually such joint ventures happen only for the events at Isha but not for a movie. It does today at least for a movie that made me feel pensive and happy at the same time. By the time it ended, there were so many nice memories that it is hard for me to pin-point what I felt was right about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about "madrasapattinam". The writer/director Vijay has taken the art of taking a tried-and-tested story adapted from different movies (I can immediately recall Lagaan and Titanic) with a kaleidoscope of emotions, brilliant screenplay and exemplary acting to new heights! Arya and Amy certainly steal the hearts of audience, their romance palpable but so decent that it puts all the signing-in-the-rain-dancing-around-trees directors to shame. I knew Arya was a very good actor from 'Naan Kadavul' itself and he has proven himself again now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of art direction that has gone in deserves the best awards if not at the international level, definitely at national level. To reproduce the Madras or Madrasa pattinam (current Chennai) in such brilliance is a stupendous effort indeed. No wonder the audience were glued to their seats watching images of the erstwhile Madras and current Chennai 'after' the movie was over and the names were scrolling on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GV Prakash deserves a special mention for sure. The BGM was the closest somebody could get me to remember the maestro himself. It is as good as it gets. Though Udit Narayan's nosy song was funny for me, there was an earthy feeling about the music and the song lyrics too were cool. One that strikes a chord: "will turn into the breeze and enter your breath, I refuse to come out though" - nice creativity! (pardon my crude translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abi has already touched upon the goose-bump-scenes of this movie in her blog entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   http://abi-passion.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-hungry.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention this - by the 'intermission' time, I was wondering what more is left in the movie. By the time it ended, I was surprised that there was not a single moment where I felt it is dragging in the second half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the puritans may say the storyline is predictable and even claim it is a copy-cat reproduction from other movies. Who cares? Not me. I thoroughly enjoyed this roller-coaster ride into the past of Chennai or Madras as I fondly remember the city am born in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely surprised that none of my friends recommended the movie to me! Well, may be our audience has gotten so used to the hit-n-run action kind of movies that such good ones slip out unnoticed. I certainly would recommend this to anybody on any given day, if not for the story, just for the 'fexy' action :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-1338988337205011540?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1338988337205011540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=1338988337205011540" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1338988337205011540?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1338988337205011540?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-last-good-movie.html" title="At last ... a good movie" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UCR3g_fyp7ImA9WxFUEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-5158668234161361376</id><published>2010-06-19T22:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T10:17:46.647+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-20T10:17:46.647+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jai Bhairavi devi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linga Bhairavi" /><title>Jai Bhairavi devi</title><content type="html">For more phonetically accurate lyrics, please approach the Isha Yoga Foundation at Coimbatore (http://www.ishafoundation.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Gurubhyo Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Swayambho Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Swadharini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi MahaKalyani Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi MahaBhadrani Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Maheswari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Nageswari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Visveswari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Someswari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi DuhkhaSamhaari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi HiranyaGarbhini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi AmrutaVarshini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi BhaktaRakshini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi SowbhagyaDayini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi SarvaJanani Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi GarbhaDayini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi ShoonyaVaasini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Mahanandini Namahree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Vameshwari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Karmapalini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Yoneeswari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi LingaRoopini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi ShyamaSundari Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Trinetrini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi SarvaMangali Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairav devi Mahayogini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi KleshaNaasini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi UgraRoopini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi DivyaKaamini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi Kalaroopini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi TrishoolaDhaarini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi YakshaKaamini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Jai bhairavi devi MuktiDaayini Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum Mahadevi LingaBhairavi Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Aum SreeShambhavi LingaBhairavi Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Aum MahaShakti LingaBhairavi Namahsree&lt;br /&gt;Namahsree Namahsree Devi Namahsree!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-5158668234161361376?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5158668234161361376/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=5158668234161361376" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/5158668234161361376?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/5158668234161361376?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/06/jai-bhairavi-devi.html" title="Jai Bhairavi devi" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEHSH0_eSp7ImA9WxFVGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-1166644241780508074</id><published>2010-06-19T22:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:27:19.341+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-19T22:27:19.341+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="efficient" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="improvement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mundane" /><title>Brushing &amp; chess!</title><content type="html">This should not probably come as a complete surprise but it does for most people including me that we do gazillions of things daily but rarely do we think of improving doing any of those! I am talking about everything we do from the very mundane things like brushing your teeth, taking bath, etc. to much bigger ones like our work at office, travel, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvement could be looked at from many different angles and the first thing to come to mind is speed of execution. For example, if I could bathe in 3 minutes with same efficiency as I do in 10 minutes, that would be a fantastic improvement for me, isn't it!? Another angle to look at is how much more efficiently can it be done? Any dentist would tell you that rotatory strokes are the more efficient in cleaning your teeth.  Yet how many of us know and practice rotation strokes during brushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is 10 or 15 people who are in the negligence cadre, I can understand. But it is the overwhelming majority of humanity that we are talking about here that does not think in lines of getting better at doing their daily tasks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did was a little introspection on why I am so and realized that I do most things to the point of convenience only. So, it seems that even if inefficient, if something satisfies us or lets us enjoy the process or in other words gets us to the point of convenience, we rarely tend to get beyond that. If we do, there is probably an overwhelming urge to do so for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a real example from my own life, I decided to play better chess than I used to two years back reading about Bobby Fischer and beign intrigued by all of the hype about the game. So, it is the curiosity factor in this case. I am sure most people have their own reasons or inspirations for the activities in which they excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we get that inspiration into all walks of our life, could you imagine how life would be? We would simply be curious, just like kids, to find out everything about different things in life and enjoy life a lot more! I am not talking about 1 person or 2 people doing it, although that is also wonderful. Am talking about the vast majority of humanity thinking along those lines. I have seen it happen in a couple of places like the Isha Yoga ashram in Coimbatore, but mostly in individuals belonging to different spheres of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mysteries keep us wondering the magnificence of life ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-1166644241780508074?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1166644241780508074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=1166644241780508074" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1166644241780508074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1166644241780508074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/06/brushing-chess.html" title="Brushing &amp; chess!" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UHSXc7fSp7ImA9WxFXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-4843182295476467715</id><published>2010-05-18T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:57:18.905+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-18T13:57:18.905+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="climate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Earth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weather" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="warming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NASA" /><title>A warm welcome</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It was not even 7 AM. Huffing and puffing I kept  walking. It was almost as if people were laughing at how profusely I was  sweating. I did not mind that because, well .. that is true anyways. I was like  sweating to my core anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Oh no! I am not on any weight reduction program. On  the contrary, it is more like a weight gaining program (i.e.) my walk to catch  office bus :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At 7 AM, it is so hot daily that all the energy  just gets sapped out of me. I realize this is the hottest I have ever felt  Chennai to be and am beginning to wonder about all the people who work in this  sweltering heat. The sales executives, the small-scale shop vendors and even the  beggars draw pity just thinking about this heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Unfortunately we do not have authentic Indian  agencies making such news. So, I take the quote from NASA this has been the  hottest quarter of an year recorded so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://climateprogress.org/2010/05/16/nasa-easily-the-hottest-january-and-hottest-jan-april-in-temperature-record/"&gt;http://climateprogress.org/2010/05/16/nasa-easily-the-hottest-january-and-hottest-jan-april-in-temperature-record/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Despite many cries from so many visionaries  regarding the global warming and impending disasters of it, our governments are  choosing to simply ignore the cries of common people and the scientific  community. It feels bitter to say this, but after all, it is not the children of  those in power that are suffering due to these heat waves. It is only the common  public - the you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Too much hype and hoopla over the recent oil spill,  but not enough to the cancer that is the warming eating away our apple of a  planet from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://articles.latimes.com/2010/may/10/opinion/la-ed-oil-20100511"&gt;http://articles.latimes.com/2010/may/10/opinion/la-ed-oil-20100511&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am ashamed to even say this - I really wish to do  something about this. Why being ashamed for this? It is because I feel am also  responsible in a way for this disaster directly or indirectly as part of the  society. If anyone could help me figure out what could be done at grass roots  level, I would be glad to extend my help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-4843182295476467715?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/4843182295476467715/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=4843182295476467715" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/4843182295476467715?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/4843182295476467715?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/05/warm-welcome.html" title="A warm welcome" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQBQ3g8fSp7ImA9WxFQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-1365811614912712965</id><published>2010-05-05T22:49:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:55:52.675+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-05T22:55:52.675+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sadhguru" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Project" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trees" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Green hands" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Earth" /><title>Green (err...) life</title><content type="html">Why should life  be all gloomy? This article provoked such thoughts in me immediately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.livescience.com/environment/earth-temp-may-exceed-livable-limits-100504.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not we humans learn to see opportunity in the midst of calamity and  look for alternatives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a single alternative that I could think of - Is it not possible to plant a few million trees by then that could bring down the overall warming levels to a normal stage?  If each of us can think of such ways by which this calamity could be avoided, we certainly can avoid it. After all, what is a society or civilization if not individuals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the Project Green Hands effort by Isha Foundation (http://www.projectgreenhands.org/). As Sadhguru says, to plant and nurture a tree to grow is one of the noblest things to do (amidst all other nonsense) towards the future generations. If of the 6 billion people, only 10% decide to plant just 1 tree and see it grow in their life time, we would still end up with 600 million trees making the earth greener by a big percentage!! And this is just assuming 1 person cares for only 1 tree in their entire life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we teach our children in schools to plant / nurture trees, I am sure that will be one of the best things to happen to them too. The joy in seeing something grow, especially if it is out of your efforts, is to be experienced by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us make it happen ... Let us strive for a positive thinking happy world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-1365811614912712965?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/1365811614912712965/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=1365811614912712965" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1365811614912712965?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/1365811614912712965?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/05/green-err-life.html" title="Green (err...) life" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MQn8zfCp7ImA9WxFRGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-7678337543271308454</id><published>2010-05-03T22:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:28:03.184+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-03T22:28:03.184+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grateful" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chennai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ride" /><title>Damn the ride ...</title><content type="html">It was a grueling 2 and half hours sitting session today. No, I am not talking about any training session am attending, although that would be grueling as well :)) This is about my travel from office to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take the office bus daily. Morning trips are usually ok even considering the sweltering Chennai heat that makes me sweat all over at 7 am itself. At least I get to reach my office in an hour's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the evening trip that starts at 6:20 or so and seemingly goes on forever till I reach my destination. It is usually bad enough filling your ears with the incessant honks of all anxious drivers starting home &amp;amp; your nostrils with all the smoke. Most Chennaiites can immediately identify with what am talking about. Today was an exceptionally bad day as I reached 30 more minutes later than the usual 2 hour return journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think "What? only 30 minutes and this idiot is going cranky about it", I would love to invite you to sit with me through the silence for entire period and then you will realize it ... the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried listening to music, reading a book, chatting with my friends, playing games on my mobile and finally even resigning to silence. None of it worked to my satisfaction, at least not today. But endure I did and when I stepped out, ufff ... what a relief it was. It was such a relief that having to stand for 5 minutes to cross the road as pedestrian really did not matter that much nor did bargaining with the fruits vendor. I guess I was more grateful than anything to have finished the damn ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those moments of gratefulness during the walk back home had me realize that when I look at life events from a grateful perspective, even the seemingly trivial &amp;amp; irritating stuff is not really so. You just need to have gone through a more drilling experience prior to it :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now with the hope that such grueling trips don't become frequent and are more an exception. Wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-7678337543271308454?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7678337543271308454/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=7678337543271308454" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/7678337543271308454?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/7678337543271308454?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn-ride.html" title="Damn the ride ..." /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QBRX07eip7ImA9WxFSE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-2767779037954749357</id><published>2010-04-15T22:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:05:54.302+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-15T22:05:54.302+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drive" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smoking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Smoke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cigarette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horrible" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="future" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Smoke Smoke all over</title><content type="html">I had been thinking about blogging this for a very long time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like smoking and cigarette smoke in fact but not necessarily smokers. Of late though, I have begun to hate some of these smokers, the ones who do it irresponsibly. I give a damn for people who want to smoke their lives away but those who do it in front of non-smokers blatantly especially in front of children, get onto my nerves and that is what I mean by smoking irresponsibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people seem to obviously not care smoking right onto the faces of their own children! I have seen it scores of times during my daily drive to office and back home. They might say 'who the hell are you to ask about this?' ... I don't have a proper answer but I do care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are the future generation and nipping those buds with smoke is the most horrible thing I can imagine being done to them. These same people would crib tomorrow if their son or daughter takes money from their own purses to smoke right in front of them. At that time, they will cry that the youth is all spoilt not realizing the seeds have been theirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody might be doing such things themselves inadvertently, I request such people to stop and look at what they are doing to themselves and to our future generation. If even 2 people change themselves for the better and cascade that among people they know, we can leave the world a much better place to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-2767779037954749357?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/2767779037954749357/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=2767779037954749357" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2767779037954749357?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/2767779037954749357?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/04/smoke-smoke-all-over.html" title="Smoke Smoke all over" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMHSHg-fip7ImA9WxBbFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-6486088893127725859</id><published>2010-03-14T15:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:57:19.656+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-14T15:57:19.656+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bigfundu" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rajasekhar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tech" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog" /><title>Blog operations ... no tech</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(71, 75, 78); line-height: 18px; "&gt;I am doing a "Blogeperation" ... basically separation of my blog into two. This one (http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com) is going to retain all my personal stuff while my new blog (http://bigfundutech.blogspot.com) is going to contain all the tech stuff. Over the next week or so, I will be moving all my tech stuff from this one.So, I request a bit of patience from all those following my blog(s) :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-6486088893127725859?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6486088893127725859/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=6486088893127725859" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6486088893127725859?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6486088893127725859?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-operations-no-tech.html" title="Blog operations ... no tech" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIGRHs9eyp7ImA9WxBbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-871568331173085670</id><published>2010-03-11T22:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:25:25.563+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-11T22:25:25.563+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yoga" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soundarya" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CD" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ye Devi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linga Bhairavi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lahari" /><title>Soundarya Lahari (Short version)</title><content type="html">These are the Soundarya Lahari lyrics, again taken from a web site (http://www.sankaracharya.org/soundarya_lahari.php) but modified as sung on the Ye Devi CD from Isha foundation. Another brilliant composition from Isha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahim muladhare kamapi manipure huthavaham&lt;br /&gt;Sthitham svadhistane hridi marutamakasam upari;&lt;br /&gt;Mano'pi bhruu-madhye sakalamapi bhittva kula-patham&lt;br /&gt;Sahasrare padme saha rahasi patyaa viharase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudha-dhara-sarais carana-yugalanta vigalitaih&lt;br /&gt;Prapancham sinchanti punarapi ras'amnaya-mahasah;&lt;br /&gt;Avapya svam bhumim bhujaga-nibham adhyusta-valayam&lt;br /&gt;Svam atmanam krtva svapishi kulakunde kuharini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jagat suthe dhata harir avati rudrah kshapayate&lt;br /&gt;Tiraskurvan etat svam api vapurisastirayati;&lt;br /&gt;Sada-purvah sarvam tad idamanugrhnati cha Shiva-&lt;br /&gt;Stavajnam aalambya kshana-chalitayor bhru-latikayoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japo jalpah shilpam sakalam api mudra-virachana&lt;br /&gt;Gatih pradaksinya-kramanam asanady'ahuti-vidhih;&lt;br /&gt;Pranamah samvesah sukham akilam atmarpana-drsa&lt;br /&gt;Saparya-paryayas tava bhavatu yan me vilasitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thava swadhishtane huthavahamadhishtaya niratham&lt;br /&gt;Thameede sarvatha janani mahathim tham cha samayam&lt;br /&gt;Yadhaloke lokan dhahathi mahasi krodha kalithe&lt;br /&gt;Dhayardhra ya drushti sishiramupacharam rachayathi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thavadhare mole saha samayaya lasyaparaya&lt;br /&gt;Navathmanam manye navarasa maha thandava natam;&lt;br /&gt;Ubhabhya Methabhyamudaya vidhi muddhisya dhayaya&lt;br /&gt;Sanadhabyam jagne janaka jananimatha jagathidam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vibhaktha-traivarnyam vyatikaritha-lila'njanathaya&lt;br /&gt;Vibhati tvan-netra-trithayam idam Isana-dayite;&lt;br /&gt;Punah strashtum devan Druhina-Hari-Rudran uparatan&lt;br /&gt;Rajah sattvam vibhrat thama ithi gunanam trayam iva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahim muladhare kamapi manipure huthavaham!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-871568331173085670?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/871568331173085670/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=871568331173085670" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/871568331173085670?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/871568331173085670?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/03/these-are-soundarya-lahari-lyrics-again.html" title="Soundarya Lahari (Short version)" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUGRnk9fCp7ImA9WxBbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-9175271671417940637</id><published>2010-03-10T12:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:20:27.764+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-11T22:20:27.764+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Devi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CD" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sthuthi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ye Devi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linga Bhairavi" /><title>Devi Sthuthi</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;This is the DEVI STUTHI as taken from a web site (http://www.eaisai.com/baba/docs/sldevi.html) but modified as sung on the Ye Devi CD from Isha foundation. The way it is sung is simply amazing with the pitch and beats picking up every 4 stanzas. It just melts me everytime I listen to it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Chetanetyaabhi Dheeyate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Buddhi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Nidraa Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Kshudhaa Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Chaayaa Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Thrishnaa Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Kshaanthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Jaati Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Lajja Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Shaanthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Shradha Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Kaanthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Vritti Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Smrithi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Tushti Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Braanthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Matru Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Dayaa Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Shakthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Shakthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaa Devi Sarva Bhooteshu Shakthi Roopena Samsthita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namastasyai  Namastasyai Namastasyai Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namo Namaha! Namo Namaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-9175271671417940637?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/9175271671417940637/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=9175271671417940637" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/9175271671417940637?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/9175271671417940637?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/03/devi-sthuthi.html" title="Devi Sthuthi" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0INQHs5cCp7ImA9WxBbEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-5544558403290607543</id><published>2010-03-10T12:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:49:51.528+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-10T12:49:51.528+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ye Devi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linga Bhairavi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ashtakam" /><title>Bhairavi Ashtakam</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Bhairavi Ashtakam as sung on the Ye Devi CD of Isha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na thatho, na matha, na bandur na datha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na puthro, na puthri, na bruthyo, na bartha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na jayaa na Vidhya, na Vruthir mamaiva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam Thwam ekaa Bhairavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na Janaami Dhaanam, Na cha dhyana yogam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami tanthram, na cha sthothra manthram!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami poojam, na cha nyasa yogam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam thwam ekaa Bhairavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prajesam, Ramesam, Mahesam, Suresam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhinesam, Nisidheswaram vaa kadachit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami chaanyath sadaham saranye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam thwam ekaa Bhairavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bhavaabdhava pare, Maha dhukha Bheeru,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papaatha prakaami, pralobhi pramathah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kusamsara paasa prabadha sadaham,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam thwam ekaa Bhairavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami Punyam, Na janami theertham,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami mukthim, layam vaa kadachit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na janami bhakthim, vratham vaapi maatha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam, thwam ekaa Bhairavi!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivadhe, Vishadhe, pramadhe, pravase,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jale chaanale parvathe shatru madhye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aranye, saranye sada maam prapaahi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathisthwam, Gathisthwam, thwam ekaa Bhairavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-5544558403290607543?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/5544558403290607543/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=5544558403290607543" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/5544558403290607543?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/5544558403290607543?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/03/bhairavi-ashtakam.html" title="Bhairavi Ashtakam" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BQXk_eyp7ImA9WxBUEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-6039777557868632599</id><published>2010-02-25T12:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:24:10.743+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-25T12:24:10.743+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Satakam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isha" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Space" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Naga" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yoga" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coimbatore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sthuthi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mantra" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Car" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linga Bhairavi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Consecration" /><title>Space car!</title><content type="html">I have been visiting the Isha Yoga center at Coimbatore and the Dhyanalinga quite a few times in the last few years. Every time I go there, the very atmosphere is so different and energized that it feels like I am stepping into a totally different world while coming out from the Ashram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never imagined a space that I constantly live / move in could also begin to feel like that and of all places, my car!! Almost every day after attending the consecration I have travelled in the car, I keep chanting the Bhairavi Satakam, Sthuthi, Naga Mantra. It has not been many days. But of late, I have begun to notice that it feels so different to be in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing, in my opinion, but the Devi's grace and am sure I am not imagining things. It is just a pleasure nowadays to drive, even amidst heavy Chennai  traffic. I am sure people from Chennai would be surprised to know that I  am now looking out for staying in traffic because I get more time in  the car for my chanting!You probably think am plain crazy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-6039777557868632599?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/6039777557868632599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=6039777557868632599" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6039777557868632599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/6039777557868632599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/02/space-car.html" title="Space car!" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ARH48fip7ImA9WxBVGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001144864002647643.post-7355252421052371148</id><published>2010-02-23T22:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:39:05.076+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-23T22:39:05.076+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mindmap" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Control" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Project" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="management" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Change" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PMP" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Integrated" /><title>Perform Integrated Change Control</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhs9pQkP3tE/S4QHVtS0ADI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4yq05Pi3Kfw/s1600-h/Perform+Integrated+Change+Control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhs9pQkP3tE/S4QHVtS0ADI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4yq05Pi3Kfw/s400/Perform+Integrated+Change+Control.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441482319287550002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001144864002647643-7355252421052371148?l=mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/feeds/7355252421052371148/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001144864002647643&amp;postID=7355252421052371148" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/7355252421052371148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001144864002647643/posts/default/7355252421052371148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mrrajasekhar.blogspot.com/2010/02/perform-integrated-change-control.html" title="Perform Integrated Change Control" /><author><name>Rajasekhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01360139536148527406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhs9pQkP3tE/S4QHVtS0ADI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4yq05Pi3Kfw/s72-c/Perform+Integrated+Change+Control.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

