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Turbulence #3 Bukko, Zen Master said: At the beginning you have to take up a koan. The koan is some deep saying of a patriarch. Its effect in this world of distinctions is to make a man's gaze straight, and to give him strength as he stands on the brink of the river bank. For the past two or three years, I have been giving, in my interviews, three koans: "The true face before father and

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Turbulence #2 Why Has Bodhi-Dharma Left for the East?: A Zen Fable (1989) (달마가 동쪽으로 간 까닭은? - Dalmaga dongjjok-euro gan ggadakeun?) Details about the movie: "To the disciple who asked about "Truth", without a word, he showed a flower." The title of the film is a Zen Koan, a riddle asked that has no immediate or clear answer. Traditionally, the Zen master poses the koan to the disciple to

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Turbulence #1 The Man from Earth (2007) Details about the movie: Web Links: Official MySpace | Official Website Country: USA Language: English Genres: Drama, Sci-Fi Release Date: 13 November 2007 (USA) Running time: 89 minutes Budget: $200,000 Directed by: Richard Schenkman Produced by: Emerson Bixby, Eric D. Wilkinson, Richard Schenkman Written by: Jerome Bixby Starring: David Lee

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People who call Baba the epitome of laziness should eat their words. Baba is the only person known to me who wakes up at 8.30 am to catch a train to Mumbai (an hour’s journey) at 10.30. he is the only person known to me who comes back from office and washes his clothes and care to dry it too. he is the only person known to me who ever criticized me for my laziness. This is time that we stop

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Hello brothers, Exactly what is laziness? Why do people call us good-for-nothing? Let us clear the air. Laziness is a state of mind, which is precariously hanging between the plasma state and enlightenment. It is that fine difference between my art teacher and Picasso, between my physical trainer in school and Hitler, this is that fine difference between this blog and others in the blogger

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Hi .. After seems like centuries i'm writing , with mission of nothing but to show my friends how hard i'm trying to survive in mumbai (and again without any mission). Although we have our beloved Baba who evertimes says that another 5 yrs in mumbai and he will retired (saying this for almost decade now). I'm trying hard to survive here. God bless Niks who joined me some months ago, or else i

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Our friend Kumar needs no introduction. Before his present incarnation, the last time he came on this earth was in 14th century. It must be a painful experience for this great soul. So, he decided to take rest for the next 4 centuries. Now, he has come back again, obviously without any mission. Everything around Kumar moves, except him. He is a man with no mission. There is nothing which can

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A leading business newspaper is running a campaign called “the power of ideas.” It makes me laugh. Because, from my personal experience, I know the “power of no idea.” This was almost a decade back, when I was doing graduation in electrical engineering. Those were the most difficult years of my life. I was a very bad student and my concepts were pathetic. Despite sincere efforts from my

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dear enlightment seekers, I am back after a long interval, hoping to write sth worth reading, but it seems that my empty mind has nothing to offer. My Mumbai stint is stretching out too long and there is no end to my stay here, i have accepted this fact and trying to live in peace and tranquility. I am bound with lots of work (professional), still during weekends try to unwind myself. I believe

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I am bored to death. Doing same things again and again. Day after day. Day in and day out. As they say 24/7. It’s a torturous existence. If this is what they call highest form of life, I think it’s better not to have it. Wake up in the morning, brush your teeth, go to toilet, take bath. It’s boring man. Why do you need to brush your teeth every morning, 365 days a year? Just to prevent some

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I have nothing against gays. In fact, I am quite ok with them. But, my only condition is that they should not bother me. I don’t know what do they see in me? I am not good looking. I am not macho. I am also not those “sensitive” types. In short, I don’t think I have anything which should attract a gay towards me. But, despite all my negatives, once in a while, I still find somebody with that

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Call him “maut ka saudagar” (merchant of death) or “vote ka saudagar” (merchant of vote), he is back with a near two-third majority. Following are my reasons, why Narendra Modi clicked in the 2007 Gujarat elections. 1) The Modi magic: Nobody in Gujarat doubts that he is the tallest leader in the state at present. They have not seen their state producing such a strong leader in the last two

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I think India must not sing in the tune of west. India urban-rural divide is seen in the light of infrastructure development and economic prosperity. And on those parameters rural India can be lagging behind. There is another method of doing comparision. That is comparision with the index of happiness and satisfaction level. Rural folks are light years ahead in these index to their urban

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ahha... finally i have got an opportunity to meet my friends who are stationed at baroda. I will meet them after a long time. This will be a brief vacation for me but I am going to enjoy the stay. Now since i have to leave tonight i do not feel like working now. (That i always feel so). I also want to see my old buddy who has been detached from me for a long time. Vikash is his name and i want

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dear friends, we are meeting at this platfform after a long time. It is always very nice to talk to you here, because this is a manch where we are speak our mind.. I have to admit that I am now getting older and my body is tiring slowly. It cannot function the way world demands. When I read mehul's blog i realised that he is also aging fast. I have stopped counting my age as it chills my spine.

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There is no pain greater than the pain of separation. Destiny has snatched so many things from me. Friends with whom I have spent years, are gone forever. I don't know where they are. I don't know whether they are alive. They have simply vanished from my life. Where are those beautiful people? Where are the delicacies I used to eat in my childhood? I haven't eaten them since ages. I have even

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Life is moving very fast. I'm getting older and older. What have I learned so far? Or have I learned anything at all? I don't know. I know only one thing. I can remain happy if I don't make my life complicated. I don't need to worry about things which are not in my control. I love the KISS principle. It stands for "keep it simple stupid". This was taught to us for writing stories. But, I can

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20box rocks. I really love this place. Nobody is interested to post anything. We have Internet connection at home again thanks to Jiggubhai. He has returned from Dubai and searching for a job in Bangalore. It's amazing how he manages to avoid so many job offers. In the last two months, he must have received calls from every nook and corner of Bangalore. But, every time this seasoned campaigner

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It rained here yesterday. The first decent rain of this monsoon season. Things became little difficult for us as Sabu's room got flooded. This new room is just like India. You can experience so many centuries at the same time. My holidays are getting over. Only 3 days are left. I will have to leave Phursatgunj early on Sunday morning. Suddenly, I realize how good life is when you don't have to

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I am deeply worried. Worried about my own future and for millions of others who are as ignorant as I am. The world is changing very fast. It used to be very simple When I was young. In those days, Internet for me was yahoo chat rooms and e-mail. I still remember those college days, not very far, 7-8 years ago. My friends used to go for Internet surfing. They used to talk endlessly about having

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Hot summer night. Five past three. Quiet except sound of some night birds. Nice cool breeze. Can't sleep on the terrace. Mosquitoes. Starry sky. More than a half moon. No ciggies. Bit hungry. Sabu is fast asleep. Don't want to wake him up. Fourth day in Phursatgunj. Things have changed. Many shops have gone from station road. No Samrat during night. Everything closes at 10:30 p.m. Feeling sad.

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It is 5:30 in the morning and still very hot inside my room. Walls are radiating heat which was accumulated by them all the day. I am in Ahmedabad and now free for sometime to read as much as I want. May be I am going back to phursatgunj tomorrow as today I received a call from Kharchu. Finally he got the job and now he has to join from 8th of next month so he wanted to come back here and also

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Just the other day i was playing with a Latvian on FICS servers. My game with him was very interesting ended as a draw after 58 moves. If i remember right he was playing black and I played smith-morra gambit, my favourite anti-sicilian system. Game was not a rated one but he was a slightly better player than me. He accepted the gambit and played usual standard moves for black. but after the mid

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It is not easy to maintain a 300 year old tradition in modern America but Amish Community has proved it that if you believe in nature nothing is impossible. Yes I am talking about the great Amish Community of America. They live in the remote regions of North America. They love nature and try to remain as close as possible to her. Just like few of us in phursatgunj they also hate all modern

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Book the beloved is about Bauls of Bengal. When I was in the second year of college i bought that book from the phursatgunj Osho Library. And from that day it became my Gita, Quran and Bible. A scripture on no scriptures. They wander the countryside, singing their religious songs. Their beliefs are a mixture of many influences and traditions, such as Hinduism, Sufism and Yoga. They break away

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What is there is there is truth of life. But seldom we do understand this wise saying. Especially life in Mumbai has been pulling me away from the truth and bliss. What is the point in spending life in such way that has no content, forget about bliss. but my past karma was not good enough to find the luxury of leisure time, at least a house to live and free food. Still i believe that i will get

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It really was a very very long and hot day today. Now temperature constantly remains more than 40 degree Celsius for long hours in the morning and noon. And now summer is here and so I am. I am in Ahmedabad since 1st of this month and busy studying for my exams but what I miss the most here is burning hot furnace like room of phursatgunj. India was famous for its hot ‘summer and spices’ to the

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Night, and the moon!My neighbor, playing on his flute -out of tune!

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There is no doubt why so many admire him and look at him as the most wonderful poet both Urdu and India has ever produced. He indeed was the most famous among them all, not only during his own time but even 150 years after his death. I myself don’t understand Urdu a lot but as an UnLearner I am very much interested in his works. My intention is purely academic and that of UnLearning. Pundits of

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Holi Celebrations. Smell the color, feel the color, taste the color. March Celebrations Continue.

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Tomorrow is festival of colours. Usually in my youthful days, I use to enjoy the nuisances of HOLI. But as I am growing older I have uncomfortable feeling of being drenched in water colours and sprayed colours in my body, just because it would entail rigorous scary bath. What shall we do tomorrow is yet to be decided. But it sure we will indulge in liquor and chicken binge in the evening.

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March is here and things have started hotting up. Is holi today or was it yesterday? I don’t know. The other day I was invited to play holi. I refused immediately. Reason? Even on normal days I don’t like to take bath and it takes a lot of effort to clean you after playing holi. The union budget was a disappointment. On the B-day, I woke up early and switched on the television. The finance

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Taking a break from humdrum life of Mumbai, I have made up mind to blog today. My life here has getting stable day by day. I think I getting accustom to daily work and traveling and weekend binges. I think my life is stuck in a rut. But, there is no time to relax. I have to be on the toes at work and make war-footing effort to meet my ends. How I am doing it..god only know. Energy seems to be

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I suffer from this not very common and incurable disease of I have all the time and patience in the world syndrome. I am brainwashed. Don’t you use any advanced search options to find the culprits as I accept I am the only one. I am in such a state for past sometime now that it seems as time doesn’t exist inside my room. I have not moved out of this room for almost a week now and I am not tired

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Second in the Series are two colorful posters of summer noon. how wonderfully they describe the subtle nuances of sensuous summer afternoons. welcome the summer sun A Sensuous Summer Noon

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I have decided that i am going to celebrate the month of march by posting few bright and brilliant posters here. They say such beautiful things that i am forced to post them all here. First in the series is one COLORFUL poster preaching PEACE. Theme for this March Celebrations is Colors of life. If you have any suggestions about this theme please feel free to comment me. ANOTHER SUV FOR

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Before two days I was sick and tired and was unable to decide what to read and what not as my internet connection was going to remain down for next 48 hours. I have thousands of e-books but to read something on computer is real pain in the wrong place. After much confusion and hours of absentminded exercise I decided to continue with the two books I was reading at that time. But after few hours

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It seems my 3000-years old friend Sabu is busy these days. He is regularly posting something on 20box. The blog looks pretty cool in its new avatar. I also wanted to post something. But, my friend’s laptop is sick these days. It has also become lazy after shifting home like its master. It goes to sleep whenever it wishes and doesn’t open its eyes even if it has some important things to do. My

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After half and hour of very light exercise and stretching in the evening I feel relaxed now and all I miss here is just a chilled can of beer to double my joy of exercising. But wait I am in Mahatma’s Gujarat where I can not get that easily in the bright sunlight. Even those who want and regularly have it can get it after sunset. May be that is the beauty of the ban in Gujarat or may be that is

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There are only twenty days left before the ICC World Cup begins. Cricket is religion in India but not for all of them. Few from the northern state of India are more interested in rural games played in the villages of India. This state is obviously Punjab and games are Annual Rural Olympic Games. Kila Raipur is a small village in Punjab where these Rural Olympic Games are held every year since

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Yesterday we preferred to sit outside ISKCON temple and enjoyed a lot of tea outside than going to Gallops Mall and sitting inside. I always prefer to sit outside in open where I can find laaris around and unlimited supply of tea and cigarettes. Yesterday again we meet there at the same place and performed our daily rituals like senseless chattering and roaming around with full enthusiasm.

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It was Ajay’s birthday yesterday and we were at Gallops Mall in Ahmadabad. Area around this place is full of malls and all kind of mini and big shopping complexes where people come for food and roaming only. 90 percent of the visitors in the mall never buy anything or they don’t want to buy the same thing at higher prices inside the mall. Though malls in Ahmadabad are not a very costly affair

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It is unbelievable, may be I am still in my day dreams staring at flowers on the divider of the express-way. I still can not believe what my eyes saw before 12 hours on TV. It is something really miraculous with supernatural powers involved. You just can not get anything shocking than that. It was like ouch! You can not describe thing. Coming back to 21st century after one month of life in

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My journey to the north was very exciting and funny. Now I am in north, yes I am in Ahmadabad. Early in the morning yesterday we shifted from our new winter palace to our summer palace. Now we have this facility here, in winter we can go upstairs and in summer we can come downstairs to stay on the ground floor. It was a yet another lazy Sunday for me and I was still fast asleep when Nikhil had

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Downloading autobiographies of Charles Darwin and Theodore Roosevelt and reading notes from underground is a vindicating way of rounding off a long boring and rather hectic day. Last night I enjoyed full 12 hour sleep and was in good mood early in the morning. But then after that my day was a total mess. Without knowing where we were going I followed nikhil like a dumb dog. He dragged me into

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After few years of separation we are together again. I am again engaged with my old love-Russia and Eastern Europe. I again am in contact with my eastern European friends via e-mail. Eastern Europe is really one very interesting place to live. Poor but poetic, people of this region are more interesting than even Russians. Few ICQ friends of mine there in EE share music with me through

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My interest in Russian literature doubled after reading an article about Tolstoy or Dostoevsky Article was by an English author, translator and critic of Russian Literature. I enjoyed it a lot and have decided to read more and more Russian Classical Literature this summer. so many of the books are in public domain now and i have downloaded all of them. Author of the article says that

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The Contrast Green The City Streets The Antique Dawn

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Dim consciousness that I had done something wrong yesterday suddenly woke me up from my shattering winter dreams. After sometime, when I came back into my body, I realized that it is power-cut that disturbed my sleep and not my consciousness is the culprit. Indeed, my winter dreams are over now and it is summer here. To have power-cuts in summer in India is like to be in hell with thousand

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I am back with the last article in the series. Romanticism. Gothic and romantic novels' time period collide with each other towards the end of the romanticism era. During this period novel writing in English flourished. William Wordsworth played a major role in the growth of the English romanticism. Daniel Defoe's Robinson Crusoe (1719) is sometimes referred as the first novel in English

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Two contrasting styles, in both arts and literature, Romanticism and Neoclassicism were developed during 1750 to 1900. Neoclassicism in literature was primarily concerned with classic models and culture and civilization while Romanticism dealt with emotions and dreams and opposed Enlightenment. The Scottish poet James Macpherson ignited and influenced the early development of Romanticism with

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Time of neoclassicism can be classified into two groups, earlier part of the seventeenth century and later part of the eighteenth century. I am not an expert of English literature but rather studying neoclassicism and romanticism from the critic’s point of view. Neoclassicism in literature is also known as the age of reason because during this period most of the classical and philosophical works

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Resurgence of old style or a classic, but with new perspective, in art or literature is known as neoclassicism. With the first academy of art founded in Florence in Italy in the later half of the sixteenth century began the wave of integration of rather new art with old or classic artistic style. Academies founded during this period motivated the movement and also cleared the path for

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We never imagined even after drinking beer mixed with whiskey when we were there before a year or so. I am not ready to accept it right now even after reading the news in local daily Gujarat Samachar and more even I not believe it after looking at the picture. They more look like stones than eggs, and why they are there? So old, 650 million year. So called modern man (Homo sapiens) is there for

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what are they doing with our beloved phursatgunj ? not only phursatgunj but whole of baroda is under their radar. lazy police force of Baroda is super active these days. number of crime incidents are 60% higher than that of yesteryear. what is behind all this?? now at 10 in the evening we almost have a curfew like situation here in phursatgunj... i don't know what is happening around me as

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yesterday we had closing so i am relaxed today i think i should write about our beloved friends who are now a days resting in their nests... welcome back anando good to see that you still carry fire and flair to write goofy stuffs. and of cource you are steady in this blog unlike others. had you shown this sincerity and perseverence in college days , I think untill now you would have became

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Offff!!! Tiring. Too much work. The busy earnings season is on and there is no time to breathe. It seems lazy friends have forgotten this blog. Even I don’t feel like writing anything. After spending 3 wonderful weeks in beloved Phursatgunj, it’s back to work. Things are as they were. As usual my visit to PG was a big hit. I had an honour to spend my time with two great beings – Sabu and

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extension lobby of S.J. Hall !! one dark alley rather with doors and walls on both sides. there lived a man nicknamed kacchua. during my first few days of stay with this man in room no. 80 of extension lobby i realized that we are going to enjoy each other's company. so lazyman he was that he never ever started any conversation. after ten days of stay together he told me that he was going to

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so cold it is outside that i don't dare to move out at this hour. but i surely shall go to sadali laari early in the morning. it is 3:30 right now and i shall not move out before 4:30. nights are as beautiful as ever here and moon-less dark sky is moaning. may be moon is not brave enough or may be stars are over anxious. unlike moon they never care how dark and cold outside and almost always

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about to finish taslima's crap LAJJA-shame. why do they write such books? i think i should follow ranjit saheb's advice not to read such books. grandmother's tale was a good timepass. moving to kalubhai. bye.

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Christmas celebrations are over in phursatgunj. saint joseph's behind my room is a silent place again now. children are on vacation till 2nd of next year and now lot of peace in my backyard. baba is in banglore now after enjoying long vacation at phursatgunj. i dont have anything to do now so i am moving to kalubhai. just received a message from umesh. going to drink with guptaji tonight. will

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I wonder why humans have progressed (worldly) and above all what they have derived out of it. Come and see life in Phursatganj and Pensionpura, people here are like king and live life at its fullest and is contemprory best. They enjoy life without bothering about modern gadgets, machines and new technologies. I am writing this perhaps because I have just came from Phursatganj so there is still a

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writing something in the afternoon is really odd for me. the idiot is a one mammoth book and, so to speak, is going to kill my time for next few days. first time after 3 months i am out of phursatgunj, that too some 500 kilometers away from the place i love. here i am in kutch, the great bordering desert between India and Pakistan. though it is winter but during the day time temperature is

20 boxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05770878758038116648noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164963395644146712006-12-01T14:20:00.000+05:302011-11-11T16:55:10.098+05:30

the serial story of Dhar expedition...folks you have read the first episode in Jan 2006...here I bring next episode....when we arrived at Dhar ... It was a beautiful wednesday afternoon, as soon as we got down from the bus we saw Gyandoot centre right near the bus stand. The centre was open, we happily walked towards the centre. It was, of course, open but there was nobody sitting inside there.

lazyguruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15469526504163649332noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164902130066921362006-11-30T21:15:00.000+05:302011-11-11T16:55:33.643+05:30

What to do and what not is not a question any more as i know from now on for almost one month phursatgunj will be switzerland. Temperature is really down now, between 10 and 15 degrees in the night and early morning. No sun for two days now and clouds are everywhere. It seems as if they are in no mood to leave phursatgunj before december. Reading local newspapers at masi's lari is real fun. All

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I was pretty tense on Sunday night as I had to wake up at 4:00 a.m. in the morning to catch the 6:45 flight to Chennai. I barely managed to sleep for few hours and the alarm rang. Unwillingly, I got ready and reached to the Bangalore airport at around 5:45. There was a long queue for security check. It seemed as if the whole Bangalore was going somewhere. The scenes at airport were no different

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My father was here today. On short notice as usual. I was fast asleep and kharchoo and nikhil was out for a cup of tea at masi's lari. First thing he told me after waking me up was that I should quit smoking now. I don't know when will i be able to stop smoking but I know one thing that I really enjoyed smoking a lot for few years now. It is 4:30 in the morning and I just lit another cigarette.

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It is 8:30 in the morning, very clumsy and cloudy outside. Nothing is happening. I went to sadali lari in search of gulshan baba but my search gone into vain as may be either gulshan baba was not there or he left early. Early in the morning suddenly clouds showed up out of the blue. A coconut seller is cracking just outside my balcony. He doesn't know that coconut water is a good antioxidant

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world is same as it was before 24 hours when i wrote about my picture hunt of gulshan baba. evolution is a long process and it is even slower in our beloved phursatgunj. though i have not done any physical labour, in my lazy life today was really a busy day. still i am not tired and can go atleast to sadali laari for an hour or so. i should not repeat the same nonsense again and again that it is

20 boxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05770878758038116648noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164677886252973002006-11-28T06:59:00.001+05:302011-11-11T17:00:34.357+05:30

i am on a mission today. it is 4 30 in the morning and it is really cold out there but it is not going to stop me from doing something which is of the highest importance for me now. capturing gulshan baba in a picture. it is very dark outside and i dont know whether gulshan baba is there at sadali laari or not but that is not going to stop me from going to sadali lari now. i hope that i find

20 boxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05770878758038116648noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164635427371817292006-11-27T19:05:00.000+05:302011-11-11T17:01:09.895+05:30

Hello friends, I guess this is my first post on this blog but i promise you some real time fun in this episode. This is especially written for the people who doesn't know lazyguru 20box and anando rocks.... first of all in this episode let us meet Mr. Anando rocks alias BABA by their pathetic friends. I still remember those days when i was in first year engineering. Since our admission was late

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Gulshan baba, the great one is back in town. he is full of energy and totally charged now after a long break of one month. his rickshaw is of colour umber red, may be due to rust and dust. but he is alive and full of energy. a fanatic. true follower and a devotee. he defies all the criticism and popular opinion about him. O! great one i always knew that only a place like phursatgunj can nurture

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On April 6, 1930, Mahatma Gandhi raised a pinch of salt and declared, “With this, I am shaking the foundations of the British Empire.” Comrades, time has arrived to introduce you all about the second biggest “salt movement” in the history of our country. Yesterday, I told you about martyrdom of my beloved hair. But, my friend's sacrifice won’t go in vain. I have already launched the second “

Anando Rockshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773425203884885170noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164397472361898552006-11-25T01:11:00.000+05:302011-11-11T17:03:39.357+05:30

Cold wintry night. Honking noise of vehicles passing on the nearby flyover. Dinner was good today thanks to new caterers in my company. They are on a trial basis. Don’t know how long the good fortune will last. Roommate is watching some Jackie Chan movie on Star movies. He seems to be enjoying the stuff. It’s in English and without dubbing or Hindi sub-heads. No choice but to blog. Shortened

Anando Rockshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773425203884885170noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164392588133578322006-11-24T23:51:00.000+05:302011-11-11T17:04:05.913+05:30

it is up and working now. just use the header link to go to lazicopedia and enjoy your laziness. amen.

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The debacle continues. Rahul’s boys continued their dismal performance in South Africa. Unlike Johannesburg, the rain Gods didn’t come to their rescue in the second ODI in Durban. Indian batsmen meekly surrendered to the South African bowling attack. They made a paltry 91 runs in response to South Africa’s 248. Any hopes in sight? None what so ever. This Indian team is destined to lose both the

Anando Rockshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773425203884885170noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164236992903465322006-11-23T04:39:00.000+05:302011-11-11T17:04:41.610+05:30

all new 20box is now up and running. after 100 hours of beta testing i have modified this template according to our needs. our old lazypoll and chat box are back in business. click on the header links to open them in popup. and all new 20snaps album is added now. i am going to upload more and more images to 20box flickr so that we can have a nice collection of images here. pictures are sometimes

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there are zillions of possible variations in chess and it keeps me busy for the whole night. nowadays i play chess on the FICS servers, they support my pathetic internet connection with lag of 25secs. it is really a great timepass and the best way to kill time. only the ancient indians can invent such a beautiful game. time is the only thing we have in abundance in india, and as the dr.ranjit

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As a rule, I treat all those mass mails as spam. But, this one forwarded by a dear friend is so good, I couldn't prevent myself to post it here. Happy reading!!! A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the

Anando Rockshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11773425203884885170noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712916.post-1164153625778376432006-11-22T05:12:00.000+05:302011-11-11T17:08:28.894+05:30

WHAT LIES BENEATH?

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A ROOM WITH A VIEW

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IN THIS KHOPCHA THE LAZYNESS MEET THE GENIUS.

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RAJDHANI EXPRESS ON PHURSATGUNJ RAILWAY STATION.

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MEN WITH NO MISSION AND POOR VISION

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I love MTV. It’s my new passion. Listening to non-stop desi albums till the wee hours. Just now, the channel played, “Chandni rate… chandni rate…” It reminded me of my golden days. In those days, I used to sing, “Chandni rate… chandni rate… Sub jag soye… hum jage, station ki aur bhage. Chandni rate… chandni rate…”Those were the beautiful nights. Hanging out with friends in the night at station.

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hi lazyguru. how are you sir? i have heard that you have a walkman and a discman with amplifier now and you listen to the 1857 classics at full volume. i and dr. ranjit saheb was talking about all kind of nonsense and how people live in mahanagari mumbai. i think you are not going to face any problems in mumbai as far as your super lazy partner is with you. kharchoo is also here. life is cool

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when i log into the orkut it says 'you are connected to 30 million people through 43 friends' now this is really funny. i don't understand why they want to connect everyone. if i have a login page on my 20box it would be something like this: Welcome, JOKERS You are connected to 20 odd fools through 20box. Grow your network now! You have table fans. 100000 billion trillion zillion scraps

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I seriously hate them. Fuckers. Those hypocrites. I hate them from the bottom of my heart. Not just bottom, from every part of my heart. They have problem with everything. Here is a girl from a poor family, doing item songs and trying to carve a niche for herself. But, they will not a miss a single opportunity to degrade her. You may be wondering what I am blabbering. Well, I am referring to

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Indeed funny days. Both blogger and orkut are showering all kinds of compliments. My today's fortune in orkut says, "You are a person of culture." Nothing can be more flattering than this. Even my most generous mother doesn't think so. My friends must be laughing their hearts out. Just a couple of days back I deleted one of my comments on blogger. The message pops up, "This post has been

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20box is a year old blog now and this is the post #101. i dont know whether this is a success or faliure but pathetic bloggers are still around and busy writing all kind of nonsense posts and comments here. may be their goal is towards 'self' destruction. everything is same as it is in phursatgunj. they dont care what we write on this blog and even we dont care what we write on this blog. Dr.

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Off late so many funny things are happening. I can’t stop laughing. The traffic to our lazy blog has increased many folds. Guess people don’t have anything important to do in life. Pathetic bloggers. Not just that, they are even appreciating the work. Can you beat this? People have so much time in this country that they can go to any extent. It baffles me how anyone can appreciate the crappie

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Prostitution is a big problem in united states of america. it is widespread and closely connected with the other crimes in america. united nations report says that during the first world-war prostitution was flourished in northen america and now become a major problem for US government. except the state of nevada prostitution is illegal everywhere in the united states since 1915 when white slave

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Those who know me well know that I am an extremely emotional guy. Anything can trigger pain in my heart. But, one sure thing is memory of my wonderful mother. For me, all mothers are wonderful. Blessing from God. I hate all those people who don't respect their mothers. It's a divine moment when a mother holds her baby. Different people have different opinions on who they consider as the most

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All nights are lovely. But, these days they are even more special. At the moment I am alone in the "Virgin House". Liquor is flowing like water. At my feet are two half filled bottels of Smirnoff vodka and Bacardi Rum. MTV is playing non-stop indi pop songs. I am feeling sleepy. Time is moving slowly. Everything is serene. Just a little noise here and there of passing vehicles. Getting up to

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My blogging streak continues thanks to my friend's laptop and abundance of time. As many of my closest friends know, I am suffering from many phobias. The most notable amongst them is examphobia. I am 28, happly unmarried and an accomplished (don't take it seriously) journalist. Still, the fear of failing in exams returns night after night. The genesis of this fear can be traced back to my

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Enough is enough. I won't tolerate this any more. Though I am against any kind of movement, I can't remain a mute spectator now. The unity of my beloved country is in danger. All the anti-national elements of my country are targeting her. Not only that, the self proclaimed "intellectuals" derive sadistic pleasure by degrading her selfless service to the nation. No prize for guessing. I am

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