Four Regulative Principles

In one of the seminars of ISKCON I came to know about the four regulative principles of a human life. Its not that I didn’t know that they were “wrong” things but I didn’t know them in this classified manner.

Following are the four deadly sins which a human must not commit. They are also known as the four pillars of sinful life.

1. CONSUMPTION OF NON VEGETARIAN FOOD

Under this we count meat, fish, sea food and even eggs.

2. INTOXICATION

Alcohol, drugs, tobacco, pan masala etc.

3. GAMBLING

Horse race, lotteries, casinos, cards, and gambling at the share market (though no one is forcing you to leave it if it’s your career): P

4. ILLICIT SEX

Extramarital sex, obscene films, vulgar talks (profanity)

These are very basic things, there is no big deal in putting the above regulations on our bodies and they are very practical to keep.

The Thar Desert

For the first time in life I got an opportunity to visit the desert areas of Rajasthan. And I made sure that I didn’t miss this one. And to my astonishment I got much more than I expected. Such wonderful scenes and sight that one could stop and be there forever. Although it was hot in afternoon but nights were cool. The journey through the desert was classic. Just imagine moving through a vacant highway full of sands on both sides with no signs of life nearby. The sub towns and villages were situated far at a distance from each other and there were no roadside shops or dhabas. Roads were in synchronization with the sand dunes as far as the highs and lows were concerned much like a roller coaster ride. But the entire scene was picturesque. Had I been alone I would have spent entire day in taking pictures.
Another good thing about Thar Desert was that people living in this area were very busy ones. They engaged themselves in some or the other work all the time. Heat made no difference to them; even kids were busy grazing their cattle in whatever amount of grass and allied plants were available. There were no signs of things like cold drinks; snacks etc, people there are fond of their simple and plain food which is available to them.
And how can I forget the lovely sunset. Till now, most of the sunsets seen by me have either been in mountains or behind the man made buildings, but looking at the sun setting behind huge and distant sand dunes was a completely soothing experience. We also encountered the desert ships at various places.
All the Rajasthani folk songs came fresh in my mind as I was sailing through the ocean of pure sand with no dirt. It seemed as if gold was lying all around the place and the entire desert looked like a huge treasure.
In all it was wonderful one with a lot of lovely memories, and a very restful experience.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Promoting this blog has been quite a task for me, sending invitations to friend, door to door marketing, an orkut community…and what you get is 9 odd members. And not a single follower, but am not disappointed at all. At least I got this much. And I hope it’ll improve if my work here is creative and interesting. Well leaving all this aside I would like to share my three year journey of engineering with you guys (I hope it’ll also work as an air cleaner for many of my friends who have always kept me under scrutiny for being mysterious about my past).
Actually the thing is that I am a peaceful and quiet person by nature and that makes me a silent observer, this is why I generally have a broader knowledge of things going around me as compared to other people. And people are shocked as they react “how did you know this, I didn’t tell it to anyone??:P ” So starting my journey, let me take you to a sunny day in the summer of 2006, its June and it’s pretty hot. I’ve got admission into a very good looking college in Jaipur’s south east. One of the main reasons why I went for this college was its campus and infrastructure. It was huge as compared to the ones I visited earlier. At that time the only thing which I knew about engineering was that “it is very simple course, everyone can finish engineering very easily by just a study of one night before the exam”. Earlier I didn’t believe it, but when every senior and pass outs said this, I had to buy it. (I later realized that they meant it for REVISION and REMAINING TOPICS and CHAPTERS):P
Carrying on with the story, admission had been done; I also joined an extra class for C language to get an edge over others from the very beginning. The intensity was high and flowing. I was very excited about going to the college, that too when decisions were mine. I wanted to start my journey in style. Well first day of college was promising, new faces all around, new faculty, new campus, and new intensity. Days went on and so went away the intensity. I was cheated…this wasn’t a college, it was stricter than a missionary school and the campus which was shining outside was shining inside too but we were being “oriented” to be more serious about life. Every speaker in the orientation sessions was speaking of heavy words like Goal Setting and career related boring lectures. I hated it all at that time.(but they were all for our good) But I didn’t want to be serious at all, there was hell lot of time left for that. Life moved on, first year went on very smoothly there were successes, failures and there were “friends”, I am putting this on record, and I still believe that whatever I was at that time(good or bad whatever), few people (not all) were proud to associate themselves with me.(though things changed drastically later on). It was a proud moment. In fact few things went on so smoothly that all this stuff got into my head. And this was the time when OVERCONFIDENCE started building inside me. Those were very magical moments; I thought that I could do everything. I denied the existence of God. There were faulty egos as well. In short there was everything that would spoil one’s thinking and decision making. (I am not going deep into it). And so it happened, and what timings! To add to the miseries there were a few crushes at just the wrong time. I wonder even today, as to what happened to me at that time. I thought that every one was under my shoes. Life seemed so simple, a cakewalk.
And then, the right thing happened. My negative karma got me. And I was punished at just the right time for my wrong deeds, overconfidence and egos. It felt like the end of the world and life. Everything was over in just a few seconds. All hopes vanished; all those people who were earlier proud of my company started stating negative comments on face(not realizing that nothing is permanent and that I could retaliate). That was the time when I came to know who my “true friends” actually were. In a way it was good that everything was clear in front of my eyes but on other hand it felt like I was being hit by a huge hammer by everyone on my chest. It was a perfectly planned and well executed punishment for me. And I learnt a lot by that experience.
Everything has changed since then, I don’t know if I think right but I think that I am lot more serious about my life now and even if I am not, I know that life is anything but a cakewalk. Its much more than what it appears from outside.
Still I deviate from my path many times, still I make a lot of mistakes, trying to learn from each one of them. But the teachings of the past, the entire experience of a big failure in all aspects of life has made me much more cautious about everyone and everything except for the people who helped me out of the trouble exactly when i needed that help. I know that life is far from over and there are much bigger failures and shocks waiting for me around the corner, I have a lot more to face but this time I know whom to consult in the bad times.
Personally if I was asked to advise someone about making friends I would say “don’t make anyone a close friend of yours easily, spend time with them to know them more before putting your trust on them because if they cheat you at a later stage of life, you’ll be more than shattered for trusting the wrong people in the most crucial times of your life.”
Don’t know why but I am feeling much better after putting in this post. It’s on the sad side but I actually made the mistake of choosing wrong people as my friends, I never realized that I was being used as a medium and only when everything ended I got aware of the facts. I hope it never happens with anyone else in the World and that everyone finds at least one true friend in life, whose absence, I’m sure will make life much more than hell.
Have Fun.

P.S.: some friends deserve special mention..i'll give that in a new post later.

Mr. Dhakkan Reloaded

Mr dhakkan thinks that he is a big flirt and girls die to see his big ******* smile, he think he’ll smile and girls will fall in his way…so he doesn’t smile at all...!! Mr dhakkan thinks, he is a king on orkut who’ll send one friend request and there will be discussion about it on next day’s newspaper. Mr dhakkan is a big time beggar, he didn’t return loads of debt which he carries on his shoulders very proudly. He gets huge amount of pocket money, he spends it all on betting. He loves cricket satta, but never won any money.:(. He spends this money of rent on feeding his “girls-who-are-his-friends”, but sadly to no response in the way he wants,... Last time Mr dhakkan used his brain was when he was asked to leave the classroom and he was thinking which way to go…. Mr dhakkan kills mosquitos with his head.. Mr dhakkan loves his only blue shirt which makes him look like a professional, which he otherwise cant even think of being.. Mr dhakkan entered engineering because he wanted to go in a college where no one had time to notice his dangerously kidding acts of “attention seeking”.. Mr dhakkan bought his bike by the money he collected from his friends when girls refused to eat more of so called “his” money because they had to bear him for that period, instead a few friends of mine offered him 50 paise to leave them alone.. Mr dhakkan is a big fan of cyrus sahukar and loves his shows on MTV (mirinda kikass mornings).. Mr dhakkan once drank alcohol, he broke the mirror when he saw his image in it.. Mr dhakkan’s favourite ipl team is “Dhakkan Chargers”, this is how he loves to pronounce it. Of course his favourite airline is “Air DHAKKAN”. Mr dhakkan's cellphone is switched off since the battery got discharged for the first time.. Mr dhakkan drinks coke “on the rocks”, on the nearest hill, he likes his cold drink hot. He thinks it’ll make him hotter. Mr dhakkan stopped drinking milk when he realized that it was lassi.. Mr dhakkan thinks he can beat the great khalli, if only he joins gym.. Mr dhakkan eats food after keeping it in freezer for 2 hours, it makes him COOL.. Mr dhakkan’s favourite roadie was devarshi after he saw him “performing” the “coffin task”.. Mr dhakkan loves Buchanan because he made the best possible team perform poorly, made the IMPOSSIBLE POSSIBLE, no wait, POSSIBLE IMPOSSIBLE.. Mr dhakkan thinks he is the fake ipl player.. Mr dhakkan takes bath every diwali, how long can u carry yourself with holi colours on your body?. Mr dhakkan loves this blog because he succeeded in his job of “attention seeking”

Renovated version of Mr. dhakkan, original post remains.