tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90924134733165808282012-02-15T00:17:19.342+05:30Neilism. Very akin to nihilism. An 'ism' of ism-less-ness. Depicting unconditional freedom that we were born with. Reminding how the very pursuit of 'freedom' can be shakling. Embracing paradoxes. Questioning norms. Upholding the gifts of life. And busting myths of 'rights'.Indroneilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12232168148961930266noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092413473316580828.post-87280340957326404262012-02-13T11:55:00.000+05:302012-02-13T12:28:32.105+05:30

You often land in situations that  are correctional in nature. These situations come up to restore harmony and balance that you had at some point in time disrupted by some thoughts and actions of yours and you label them as misfortune. In your frenzied attempt to get out of such situations you fail to see the doorway and bang your head against the wall. You label this experience that you create

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A MUST READ FOR ALL THOSE IN THE CLUTCHES OF NEW AGE SLAVERY. For those who hide their blindness behind shades, their lameness behind the chairs they sit and their poverty behind their pay checks. And also for those who are guilty of abetting slavery by subordinating themselves to be enslaved by the callousness of institutional authority, selling their conscience of Being Human to feed their

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Ever since I have had a glimpse of my Home - the space where I came from and the space that I belong to - I have been, out of sheer joy and wonder, creating spaces for individuals to experience the bliss of Homing in. The idea is that while we all physically stay in this colorful world of play, we don't carry it in our minds. Instead we get in touch with a longing for the Home that we have all

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Relationships die to bring love alive. I have learnt to celebrate death of relationships. Every time a relationship dies the post-mortem report reveals the cause of death as asphyxiation. Asphyxiated, or what we commonly call as, choked by the structures, meanings, definitions and rituals that got dumped on the relationship. You or me may not have done it deliberately yet we cannot absolve

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There used to live in a village a old woman, all by herself. One evening, a villager, as he was passing by her house, saw this old woman searching for something frantically underneath the lamp post, next to her house. Curious, he inquired of the woman what was she looking for. “My needle, son”, replied the woman. The man, with an intention to help asked her, “But where did you lose it.”  The old

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Nothing much has changed. In the year 2001 I started my first entrepreneurial initiative - iProdigy - with a commitment to enable business bottom lines by engendering evolution in organizations. Amongst other things, what had inspired me the most in creating iProdigy was this epoch creating work of Seth Godin that was published the same year -Survival is not enough -  something which I believed

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After flying around the room, fretting and flitting, the sparrow tired and exhausted with its endeavor, sat on a window sill. It was looking for an opening unto the freedom of the blue sky. It sat engrossed in despair and despondency, unaware of the open window on the sill of which it was sitting.  The master was watching this, bemused. He allowed for some minutes to pass by and the bird to

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This is an amazingly thought-provoking article written by Mohanbir Sawney and published in CIO on November 15, 2002. Eight years have passed. Corporates have weathered one more recessionary storm. Yet, the voice of wisdom speaking through this article seems to remain unheard. Unless you have a story to prove it otherwise.  This is a column about creating value. Like you, I spend a lot of my

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In my previous blog post I had raised certain leading questions: How often do we get caught unaware in a scary situation to find an absolutely new way out? How does it all happen? What in us makes it happen?If we closely examine what made some of the great leaders scale unimaginable heights of accomplishment, we will find fear and the associated pain playing a significant role out there.In the

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Since the beginning of history of mankind, if there is one thing that has prevailed consistently in lives of men and women, across centuries, it is fear.  There is not a single soul on the face of this planet - be it a saint or a sinner - who can claim that he / she has not encountered fear. Ranging from mild trepidation to mortal threat, not a single day passes by without each one of us

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Vultures everywhere Flying high, watching others die Waiting to pounce Seeking to suck Vultures everywhere flying high Scavenging birds Not discerning Between the dead and the still Ravenous to feed Out there on the hill Swelling with greed Vultures everywhere flying high Let them be? Let the living die? Let the sucker live? Let the master die? I don’t know Can’t question the flow So be it

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I live in a layout which is adjacent to an arterial road that leads to the Electronic City, in Bangalore. There is an amusing spectacle that I observe every weekday on my way back from my morning walk. Men and women with their identities dangling from their neck, their body language as stiff as their collar and their expression as proper as the knot of their ties are speeding with a blank

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We are living in strange times. Educators and enablers are busy selling knowledge, the kings are trading with people’s life, pundits are fighting for supremacy and service providers have become preachers on their own rights. Bramhacharya is cut short and Grihasta preponed as school-leaving kids scurry to call centers. Vanaprastha is getting imposed as baby boomers are made to feel

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There are people all around who are out to destroy your individuality, who are trying to enslave you and turn you into their camp-followers. It is their ego trip; it gratifies their ego to know so many people follow them. The larger the number of followers, the greater is their ego. Then they feel they are somebodies people have to follow. And then they try to enslave those who follow them, and

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As consultants, many of us are intrigued by the mysterious disappearance of clients, post recession. Neither have they communicated any reason of their disappearance from the horizons of possible engagements. Nor have they left any forwarding address for us to attempt re-engaging. What could have happened? Well, in my experience, in this age of 'constant-beta', it seems that consulting as a

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As consultants, many of us are intrigued by the mysterious disappearance of clients, post recession. Neither have they communicated any reason of their disappearance from the horizons of possible engagements. Nor have they left any forwarding address for us to attempt re-engaging.What could have happened? Well, in my experience, in this age of 'constant-beta', it seems that consulting as a

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It was a painfully eye-opening experience. We were in Mangalore in the last week of May' 2010 to conduct a 2-day session for about 60 teachers of one of the most reputed schools in out there. Very hopefully and perhaps a shade foolishly we had named the session Enabling the Enablers. A complete misnomer when I look back at the two flawed assumptions on the basis of which we wanted to facilitate

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The sun shines Withering leaves Blossoming fragrances The sun shines Scurrying ants Kids without pants The sun shines Wailing widows Rolling meadows The sun shines Thirsting travellers Drunken revellers The sun shines The dying few The drying dew The sun shines The sun sets Never to rise Getting on the nerves Of the fool and the wise "Who asked you to switch of the light To take away

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The Year 2010 is a year of awakening and evolution. Awakening to the truth of transcendental reality beyond the illusion of dyadic realities. Evolution of mankind from the 'maya' of drawing power from external sources to discovering and uncovering the infinities source of The Power Within. It is a year of co-existence and harmony of the dvaita (2) and the advaita (1) amidst the primordial

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I loved with fanatic zeal Single-minded and completely Absorbed Justifying it as an act of faith Of purpose and cause I drew from this love the nectar of existence The very reason for my substinence Till existence Chose to distance My love from me Making me feel Painfully abandoned The blinding pain Of severance Not allowing me to perceive To ackmowledge and receive The love of mankind The

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Was looking for him for many ages Through many paths, many stages Many doors knocked Worshipped my sages Many rituals and rites performed Many books and scriptures adorned Was looking for him everywhere In all my acts, in all my crazes Till one day I reached his doorstep Had glimpsed him earlier sometimes Somewhere far away near the stars And by the time I could go there He was not

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Realities of life That you were running away from Shook you up awake today And made you open the doors To let life in Life - that was abandoned Ages ago Along with Shame Guilt, Remorse and sorrow - Your Illegitimate children Who you believe Do not have a right To co-exist with your Adopted child - Happiness They have been hovering around you Waiting at the door Hoping innocently it would

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Original sin is said to result from the Fall of Man, when Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit of the Tree of Knowledge in the Garden of Eden. And we still continue to crave for knowledge - the most potent hallucinogen which is not only postponing the awakening of man's consciousness but also making him dream that he is awake. Ironically, knowledge therefore is the biggest cause of ignorance

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The industry over ages has been in the karmic shackles of economic busts and booms. Each crash and recovery has given opportunity for emergence of management gurus propounding theories and practices for deliverance. Yet, as we all know that in an act of collective powerlessness, organizations have given up on the hope of getting out this econo-karmic cycle calling it an economic reality.It is

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Emptiness has become one of the favorite words of glossary of the noveau spritual wisdom. It's promiscous use has hardly left any scope of any emptiness around.Just like a ray of sun peeping in through an open window into an empty room shows up the suspended dust particles, so does awareness show the suspended thoughts in our space of mythical emptiness.Surrender to the fleetingness of this

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Most of us, most often, have been conditioned to believe that we are powerless and helpless. No wonder, in face of calamities, the impulsive behavior we get to see is of helpless anger and withdrawal. We also conveniently believe that the source of power lies outside us. In the positions we hold, in the assets we own, in the money we make and status we enjoy. And therefore frantically cling on to

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