3 Movies This Week

This week, I watched 3 movies:

Saturday July 20,  2014

Transformers: Age of Extinction

It was an awesome movie. I still don't know where the Dino-Bots came from. But I liked it.

Sunday July 21, 2014

Holiday (Hindi)

I usually don't like Hindi movies. But this was decent and inspired patriotism.

Thursday July 24, 2014

Velai Illa Pattathari (Tamil)

I don't know when was the last time I watched a Tamil movie. But this was a good time killer. Well, okay. I did enjoy the movie quite a bit.

The Dawn of the Planet of the Apes

So I went out with my uncle to watch The Dawn of the Planet of the Apes at Meenakshi Mall, Bangalore. It was an interesting movie. Well, a bunch of monkeys carrying guns around and speaking bits and pieces of English is cute.

Tibetian Festival 2014

I attended a Tibetian Festival today at Bangalore. It was in commemoration of H.H. Dalai Lama's 79th birthday.

It was a dream come true!

To begin with, I learned that there is a Mahayana Buddhism Center at Bangalore. And secondly, I got myself a badge (which says 'Om Mani Padme Hum' in Tibetian), a T-shirt, a rosary (which I got blessed by a Lama) and a pouch for the same.

Back on Mobile Phone And Facebook

I'm back with a new phone number, after months of claiming not to have a number of my own. It's been peaceful without a phone, but I do need to socialize now that I'm in Bangalore.

I'm also now back on Facebook, although I often forget why.

But no, I'm still not on Whatsapp. I don't have a smart phone any more since I recently lost my old one.  

X-men: Days of the Future Past

I went out to watch this movie (with an uncle who wasn't very fond of sci-fi) and I liked the movie. It kept me on the edge.

But it was sad to see Charles Xavier (James McAvoy) depressed and on drugs.

Wolverine (Hugh Jackman) stole the show, as usual.  

The Mysterious Ways of the Lord

Last evening, I was going home from Bangalore airport, by bus.  I was reading the book of Acts. Next to me sat a young man called Samuel.

He asked me if I was doing some Bible study and even offered help. I showed him a contact (Pr. Sam) from my notebook. He immediately recognized this contact and rang him up to chat with him in malayalam.

Then, later, I mentioned that I attend Church at NICOG, Pune. Samuel said that he's even been to the very church during his days at Pune. Then we marveled at how the Lord connects people in mysterious ways.

Part 7 – The Crown of Thorns

This is a continuation of Part 6 - The Traitor

A crown of thorns the King of Kings now adorned,
Chastised by whips; the very sight was mourned.
Up the hill did He carry His heavy cross.
He suffered not in vain, but for His noble cause.
Laid upon the cross the Christ was impaled!
His hands and feet were so brutally nailed.

The onlookers wept, and His blood did gush,
From His wounds, and our sins did it wash.
“Father, forgive them!” Our Savior cried.
And thus having bought our freedom... He died.

After note:

Three days from then He arose from the grave.
And He has promised to return; His dear ones He shall save.
An epic battle between good and evil shall be fought,
Where the just shall triumph and the wicked be left to rot.

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The Unfinished Work

Dear Friend,

There was a book which I once set off to write in 2008. I had a nice story to write, it was a fantasy fiction with a magical theme. But I didn't know what to call it. My friend suggested the name 'TUW' (The Unfinished Work) as that was what it was. For so many years, it has remained quite 'unfinished', although I'd even tried committing myself to the 'work' by serializing the novel on a blog specifically designed for it.

In the year 2011, I had a broader perspective of what would go into my book. I decided to add some history as well as mythology into the plot. However, there was no point in writing a book without doing sufficient research. I was worried that it would just end up becoming one of those hand out booklets that most perishing authors desperately try to sell. I wanted my book to be nothing less than a Best-seller, even if it was only my first book ever.

But now that it's 2014, I think it's time to bring my story to life. (I think it's time to add some poetry as well to my novel.) Currently, I'm writing it's hard copy with ink on paper (my journal). Once I have provided my characters and story/plot enough depth to write a book, I might once again try to serialize the novel. I might even use this very same blog to share it with all of you.

Soon, I shall be putting up it's trailer on this very blog. So, please do look out for it!

with warm regards
The Monk of Gardenia

Part 6 – The Traitor

This is a continuation of Part 5 - The Tempter

The apostles snoozed as the Messiah prayed,
Deep into the forest, where destiny swayed.
Dear Judas arrived, greeting the Savior with a kiss.
Thus was the signal the soldiers couldn't miss.

Was humanity put to it’s ultimate test? 
Or was the Christ truly under arrest?
Each apostle awoke and drew his angry sword.
But Jesus protested, “I embrace the will of the Lord!”

“Twelve Legions of Angels would save me,
If only I would now rather have it be.
But wield not now your lethal blades,
For they are truly instruments of Hades.”

Thus was the Son of God forcefully taken,
And thrice by dear Peter was He forsaken.
Prosecutor beat the Christ black and blue,
Until all that was left were bones and sinew.

“Oh, what have I done?” Judas Iscariot said.
“Because of me, innocent blood has been shed.”
The bribe of 30 silver back at the Council he swung.
Overwhelmed by guilt and shame, from a tree he hung.

Notes: 
1) This is a continuation of a series called 'Beelzebub' which I left unfinished 2 years ago.
2) To be continued - Beelzebub Part 7 - The Crown of Thorns
3) Images used in this post do not belong to me.


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Salutations to the Sun

That morning, I saluted the sun,
raised my hands like a tree
to hold his feet so he couldn't run
and thus the Solar I could see.

To know the truth was I inclined
and thus I climbed the mountain.
Like a crooked stick did I find
a cobra as tall as men!

Thus, down hill did I run.
Yet, the Sun could I see.
I held his feet - my day was done
- and went back to pray by the sea.


Note:

  1. A Tribute to the Sun (the One who rises and raises) : Suryanamaskar!
  2. Images used in this post do not belong to me.

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Lanka Ablaze

The Monkey stood before the wicked king;
in praise of Lord Ram did the Monkey sing.
A humble messenger of his Lord was he,
who came to warn this king to set Sita free.

"The wicked from justice can never escape!"
Thus warned the divine and wise Ape.
"Oh Demon-King, amend your ways!
Or else prepare to count your days!"

The mighty king was outraged at this.
"Set fire that tail of his!"
How dare this creature into my city storm
and threaten me (having caused enough harm)!

The tail which they set on fire,
swung right back and lit their pyre!
Across the city did the Vanara chase.
Lo! For Lanka was now ablaze!


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Holding Up the Fortress

Dear friend,

Never ever give up, especially when you feel like you back is up against the wall. No matter what, stand your ground.
Remember: An oak tree was once merely an acorn which held it's ground. 
A little miracle awaits the one who keeps going forward even when all hopes seems to be lost.

And as another friend of mine (who sold his Ferrari) often says:
Fear is a portal to the best part of your life. Hug your monsters! Run towards your fears!
And the Book of the Messiah says,
Fear is simply hot air, dressed to look like hell.
Do not give up, especially if you're really scared! Because the whole world NEEDS the genius who innovates beyond limitations and the hero who acts despite fear. You could be both, if only you refuse to give up!

with love
The Monk of Gardenia


An Infallible Justice

I invoke Karma - hear me, oh mighty power!
You are light even at my darkest hour!

You give me purpose! You make me strong!
Your judgement has never been wrong.
You are justice, when law fails to serve!
Infallible, men get what they deserve!

Battle scars, of unforgotten wars, do subside and heal.
But you alone know for sure how the wounded feel.
You defend the innocent who cry out to you.
You alone always stand by that which is true.

I wont provoke, curse or fear you like the rest.
But to stay out of your way, I can only do my best.
I surrender to you my anger, vengeance, and hate,
knowing well that you seal each saboteur's fate!

Neither late nor early - what must be will be.
The guilty face your wrath; the innocent are set free.

Indeed, the innocent are set free!


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Hugging the Monster

When I was a kid, I was always scared of the monster under my bead, behind the bed, within the closet, in the other room or somewhere or the other. I was afraid of the dark and I couldn't sleep at night, at least not alone. This boogey man was a saboteur of my peace.

I had similar phobias of dogs, women and public speaking, due to various bad experiences. Ultimately, I succumbed to my fear, which prevented me from growing. 

Of course, eventually the dark, the dogs, women and the stage ceased to frighten me. But how did I over come these fears? I believe it was by facing them! Fears are merely portals to the best part of our lives. At the edge of our comfort zone is where life truly begins. 

What if we remain afraid? Then we'd never be able to sleep, swim, shine or even live life. Fear is a monster, but it's not a bad thing. The Monster, just like you, doesn't want to feel lonely. So why run away from it? Face it, run towards it and hug it. 

Sounds easier than done? Well, just think about it this way. Fear (, anger and the rest of our saboteurs, for that matter) is a creation of our mind. Can't we be the masters of at least that which we create?

Think about it. 

The Roller Coaster Life

Life has it's ups and downs. The waves have their crests and troughs. So do roller coasters.

As a matter of fact, what if life IS a roller-coaster. Perhaps we just don't realize it. Some of us do enjoy thr thrill. While some of us scream our heads off and some others... throw-up.

Would a roller coaster be fun if it wasn't full of rises and falls? I should think not! Neither would life.

I thank my mistakes, for they made me wiser!
I thank my challenges, for they made me braver!
I thank my failures, for they made me stronger!
And I thank my suffering, for it taught me patience!
I learnt empathy from the Roller-Coaster which is Life!

Shiva

Oh King of Dancers, who's art doth charm,
May thy music forever play on!
For thy mystic dance steers away all harm,
and guides lost souls from dusk to dawn!

Upon mount Kailash is thy abode;
where thou doth meditate in peace.
To Him alone I dedicate this ode,
who's grace puts all souls at ease.

Oh God of Gods, I surrender to thou!
Help me embrace my karma today!
Let dharma be my unbroken vow;
and sins thy Third Eye burn away!

The Blessed Ash covers thy skin,
like the shadow which covers the night!
Conquerer of Death! Fill my soul within,
and guide me with thy blessed light!


Om namah shivaya!

- Darpan



Note:
  1. Nataraja (King of Dancers), Mahadev (Great God or God or Gods), Mrityunjaya (Conqueror of Death) are various names of Lord Shiva.
  2.  Karma = purpose, action
  3. Dharma = justice, duty
  4. For those who lack awareness about Indian Mythology,  Shiva loves to dance, meditate, and cover himself with funeral ash. He resides at the top of Mount Kailash and posses a third eye on his forehead, which if opened could destroy ... not necessarily the human being, but the ego. Hence Shiva is not merely a destroyer, as most ignorant people assume. He is a destroyer of the arrogance/ego within us, and this helps remove one's sufferings.



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The Monkey Mind

The mind is a monkey. It jumps from one thought to another, disturbing your focus on the consequential.

Most obey it. The Monkey is a very terrible boss. Thus we give in to disruptive thoughts and emotions. This later affects our speech and actions.

Some resist the Monkey. This makes the Monkey mad. A mad Monkey is a bad Monkey. It will only get wilder.

The wise befriend the Monkey. Let the Monkey jump from branch to branch, but as long as you take no notice of it, it shall not disturb you. Acknowledge your inner Monkey's sense of humour - the thoughts and emotions. Be aware of them, but remember to be detached and not participate.

As yourself: how long will this though or emotion prevail? Then remember that we are neither the mind nor the body. Life is merely a journey and the Monkey is merely a companion. This will help you detach from the Monkey's activities.

Thus, meditation helps us ensure that the Monkey does not dominate our lives. The Monkey shall then serve us as a wonderful servant and as a friend.

Of Poets And Their Deaths

A few intriguing ideas intrigued me this morning while I was going about my own business. And I thought of sharing them with you.

How did Pablo Neruda die?

I know how he DIDN'T die. He didn't get hit by a truck. He clearly stated "I have no truck with death." Perhaps he died 'Keeping Quiet'.

How did Samuel Taylor Coleridge die?

He died of thirst during a flood. His last words were "Water water every where, but not a drop to drink!"

And how about Emily Dickinson?

Well, she certainly 'could stop not for death'. So I think Death would have had a hard time catching up with her.

Facing Demons

Yesterday, after such a long time, I came to realize that my demons - doubt, fear, remorse and other such saboteurs - are afraid of me. They don't want to face me any more than I want them. So why am I even disturbed by them?

But that which I resist, persists. And I've been giving these demons a lot of power by meditating on them - sulking.

Today, I went out there and faced them bravely. My success partner was right. I feel so much better now. I feel empowered. My demons have lesser power over me than they did y'day. They cannot haunt me for too long.

I look at them dispassionately and with detachment. They do not possess me. They can only disturb the body. 

But for how long could they last?

I'm glad to say that I am on the road of and to healing, happiness and success. I wanted to share this with you as I thought it would help you too, IF and when you'd require it.

Have an awesome weekend ahead!

Every Norse Crisis!

A thousand giants storm the Eiser residence!
How did they get past Heimdal's vigilance?
Could the Alfather not plainly see?
Why don't we all just blame Loke!

'Though drunk with mead and wine,
Asgard fights the scum of Jotunheim.
Ragnarok has set old Fenrir free!
What can we do but blame Loke?

The Norn have already sung this song,
and wise Odin has known all along.
Nine realms tremble upon the Ash Tree!
So now we all must blame Loke!

It's Loke's fault! Tie him to a rock!
And let him suffer till Ragnarok!!!


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