Life is an illusion

ತಾಯಿ ದೇವರೆಂದು ವೇದ ಬಾಯಿಬಿಟ್ಟು ಹೇಳುತಿಹುದು ತಾಯಿ ದೇವರೆಂದು ಹಿರಿಯರೆಲ್ಲರರಿವರು ತಾಯಿ ದೇವರೆಂದು ಹಿರಿಯರೆಲ್ಲರರಿವರು ಮನೆಯೇ ಮೊದಲ ಪಾಠಶಾಲೆ ಜನನಿ  ತಾನೇ ಮೊದಲ ಗುರುವೂ ಜನನಿಯಿಂದ ಪಾಠ ಕಲಿತ ಜನರು ಧನ್ಯರು ಘನತೆಯಿಂದ ಅವರು ಬಾಳ್ವರೆನುತ ನುಡಿವರು ಹೊಟ್ಟೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊತ್ತು ತಾಯಿ ಬೆಟ್ಟದಷ್ಟು ಕಷ್ಟವನ್ನು ಗಟ್ಟಿ ಮನದಿ ತಾಳ್ವಾಳಲ್ತೆ ಕಂದಗೋಸುಗ Disclaimer : I do not remember all the lines of this poem and there may be some mistakes too. This was the poem we studied in our school days and never realized its significance that time. Now it becomes so evident and it looks like a universal truth. Yes mother is God to all of us. Who is the poet of this wonderful poem? I have to ask my mom. Yes, my mom was our google before google was even founded. She knows everything - not just things around the house. She knows and knew literature, politics, science, on the whole everything under the sun. Not only to us, even the children in our street would come to her for essay writing or for debate writing.  Till we were in 10 class, she would

The serial “life in pieces” in Star World is a family comedy like “modern family”. Clean, actually funny and about families. As the subtitle of show says, each episode has 4 pieces about parents their 3 children and their individual families. Again similar to modern family.  John and Joan are old people who meet their three children and their families  regularly.  In one episode, their children introduce them to  Facebook. The parents find the concepts confusing. John tries to change password multiple times and then gives up. Joan is worried why a woman who was her daughter’s class mate in school wants to be Joan’s friend and whether that woman is a cyber bully. Next day Joan wants to invite her family to dinner on Facebook, but ends up inviting all her facebook friends by mistake. So the story is about humor we find in families in day today lives. So if like modern family, you will certainly like this series.

Happiness is    Watching the innocent smile of a baby     Smelling the heavenly fragrance of jasmine     Watching a tiny little bud in your garden      Listening to your favourite music            And seeing hello world on your screen in your program after you reinstalled everything for a millionth time!!!

I was funny. At least by blog was. I was reading my posts from my previous blog Perpetually Perplexed So what happened? Where did I lose my funny bone?   Nah, people can’t hack one’s mind and take away humor. Happiness and peace may be, but not sense of humor. Not as far as I know. Am I afraid to be satirical? Unconsciously? Because I don’t want to be the fifth one to be murdered? Fifth rationalist! Have some high titles for myself. See, I can still be funny. If I try really hard. But trying hard for anything is against my principles.  Or I am afraid of HIM or HER(depending on whether God is a he or a she). See, the subject of my many of  funny posts was the all mighty . Now may be I feel that I can not afford to have  HIM too on the other side along with everyone else.  So for the time being, let me be unfunny and still try to write about my uninteresting unfunny life.   23rd April 2023   So much has changed in the last 4 years. Now comedians - funny people are the traitors of this wo

I love these 3D wall papers with crazy themes. I love to see them or blog them. Not to buy and put them on my floors. I dare not. Here is a terrific one. And scary!!

Yesterday I wanted to change the world. Tell the people that they are wrong and exaplain why and how, and lead them to the right path to freedom. Today I just want to have a working laptop so that I can keep working on my never ending app work and blogging. Can you believe that I have installed the Ubuntu system 3 times in the last 10 hours. There was a quite cliched joke about Windows operating system saying that if they designed a car, every time there is a problem, we need to close all the windows and then open all windows again.  I would go one step further with my mobiles. When my mobiles start slowing down, I would factory reset them. I might have done this hundreds of times. Until one day, I could not boot after reset. Same with reinstalling operating systems. And not just windows. I might have installed Linux operating system so many times. May be I should open a computer and mobile repair shop! But yesterday the installer stopped because of errors.

I wonder at many things. But now quite often I wonder about this mass conversion which has happened in our country. Because in my family, among relatives, among friends I am the only one who oppose current government. I belong to almost old generation, and middle class, urban educated class. And this class is the most loyal, most vociferous supporter of this party. What happened and when did this happen? Our generation people have very strong value system. We strongly believe in not hurting others by our deeds and words. We believe in equality. We don’t discriminate on the basis of caste or religion . At least not overtly. So on the whole, we are broad and open minded good folks. But now our entire class supports divisive, non-democratic, non-secular (openly) party which does not believe in equality, promotes us and them theory openly and takes no action on mob violence.  I wonder how can such change of heart occur.  Vote bank politics, rampant corruption, and most importantly lack of

Bhasmasur is a Hindu mythological character. He was a demon - a Rakshas - asura is another name for rakshasa. Like all rakshasas he was wicked and wanted to win the world.  He did severe tapas for many many years to God Shiva. And ultimately Lord Shiva had to appear in front of Bhasmasur and ask him what he wants. And this demon asked a wish that on whosever head he keeps his hand they will turn to ashes - bhasma means ash. And among Gods, Shiva is famous for his naïveté. He granted the wish and all hell broke loose. Asura started winning every king - both human and demon simply with his one hand (!). And all Gods begged Lord Vishnu to save them because Bhasmasura would next attack the Gods. Lord Vishnu took the form of beautiful maiden Mohini and started dancing in front of the Asura. Completely enraptured by her, Bhasmasur, started imitating her. And Mohini kept her hand on her head. So did he. So this story is like Frankenstein in our mythology. And most often the dictators, the au

Let us look at a hypothetical situation. Let us say - Your toddler is not sleeping. He is jumping around and playing and only thing you want is him to sleep so that you can catch few winks of sleep. You are exhausted beyond limits. Then you tell him about “gumma” (monster) Tell him that if the he does not sleep, gumma will kidnap him. Child is quiet now. He closes his eyes fearfully and slowly falls asleep. Probably having nightmares about gumma. I am not being judgemental here. I have told my share of gumma stories to my son  too when he was a baby. What if we adults are  victims of this gumma fear. Our gumma will be different - he may be a neighboring country like Mexico or Pakistan. He may be an  outsider who will ultimately out number us and take our jobs and wives and daughters. Like immigrants or other religionists.( Basically he is some one who is different from us.) So we are constantly told stories about gumma and are being subdued and are made to “beha

Yesterday it rained. It was a mockery of a rain. It was as if Varuna- the rain god, telling us “sorry folks, that’s all I have “. The rain drops were microscopic and the duration was hardly 10 minutes.  But it kept on thundering for quite some time keeping the hope alive in us mortals that it may rain properly later. It did not. But the nature- it has become alpa trapta. It decided this nano version is sufficient for me. And air has cooled down. And trees have given out new buds - colourful ones.  O Varuna,  if you can hear us, please give us some more of this nano and micro rains and we promise not to chop any more (remaining) trees. 

ನಿಂಗೆಲ್ಲಿದ್ದು  ಆಝಾದಿ ನೀ ಕೇಳ್ಕ್ಯಬಂಜಿಲ್ಲೆ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಆಝಾದಿ  ಆಝಾದಿ ನಡಕೊಂಡ್ಹೋಪ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಮಾತಾಡ  ಆಝಾದಿ ನಿಂಗಿಲ್ಯಲಿ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಆಝಾದಿ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಹೆದರಕೆಯಿಂದ ಆಝಾದಿ ಬೇಕಾದ್ ಓದ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡ  ಆಝಾದಿ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಆಝಾದಿ ಗ್ರೀಡ್ನಿಂದ ಆಝಾದಿ ಅಸೂಯೆಯಿಂದ ಆಝಾದಿ ಅವಲಂಬನೆಯಿಂದ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಕ್ರೌರ್ಯದಿಂದ  ಆಝಾದಿ ಅನ್ಯಾಯವ ನೋಡಿ ಸುಮ್ಮಂಗಿರ ಭೀರುತನದಿಂದ ಆಝಾದಿ ನಿಂಗಿಲ್ಲೆ ಆಝಾದಿ ನೀ ಕೇಳ್ಕ್ಯಬಂಜಿಲ್ಲೆ ಆಝಾದಿ तुम्हें  नहीं   मिलेगी आझादि  कभी नही मिलेगी आझादि