WHY I AM A HINDU- Post taken from the site bangladeshihindu.com

I found this post while randomly browsing the net , a very very well written article, i was surprised to see that not many people have read the article, hope this article is transmitted to a wider audience after i post it on my Blog.
WHY I AM A HINDU – Best Explanation..
Four years ago, I was flying from JFK NY Airport to SFO to attend a meeting at Monterey , CA. An American girl was sitting on the right side, near window seat. It indeed was a long journey – it would take nearly seven hours. I was surprised to see the young girl reading a Bible unusual of young Americans.
After some time she smiled and we had few acquaintances talk. I told her that I am from India Then suddenly the girl asked: ‘What’s your faith?’ ‘What?’ I didn’t understand the question.
‘I mean, what’s your religion? Are you a Christian? Or a Muslim?’*
‘No!’ I replied, ‘I am neither Christian nor Muslim’. Apparently she appeared shocked to listen to that. ‘Then who are you?’
‘I am Hindu’, I said.
She looked at me as if she was seeing a caged animal. She could not understand what I was talking about.* A common man in Europe or US knows about Christianity and Islam, as they are the leading religions of the world today. But a Hindu, what?.*
I explained to her – I am born to a Hindu father and Hindu mother. Therefore, I am a Hindu by birth.*
Who is your prophet?’ she asked. ‘We don’t have a prophet,’ I replied.*
‘What’s your Holy Book?’* ‘We don’t have a single Holy Book, but we have hundreds and thousands of philosophical and sacred scriptures,’ I replied.*
‘Oh, come on at least tell me who is your God?’* ‘What do you mean by that?’* ‘Like we have Jesus and Muslims have Allah – don’t you have a God?’*
I thought for a moment. Muslims and Christians believe one God (Male God) who created the world and takes an interest in the humans who inhabit it. Her mind is conditioned with that kind of belief.* According to her (or anybody who doesn’t know about Hinduism), a religion needs to have one Prophet, one Holy book and one God. The mind is so conditioned and rigidly narrowed down to such a notion that anything else is not acceptable. I understood her perception and concept about faith.
You can’t compare Hinduism with any of the present leading religions where you have to believe in one concept of god.* I tried to explain to her: ‘You can believe in one god and can be a Hindu. You may believe in multiple deities and still you can be a Hindu. What’s more – you may not believe in god at all, still you can be a Hindu. An atheist can also be a Hindu.’*
This sounded very crazy to her. She couldn’t imagine a religion so unorganized, still surviving for thousands of years, even after onslaught from foreign forces.*
‘I don’t understand but it seems very interesting. Are you religious? ‘ What can I tell to this American girl?*
I said: ‘I do not go to temple regularly. I do not make any regular rituals. I have learned some of the rituals in my younger days. I still enjoy doing it sometimes..’*
‘Enjoy? Are you not afraid of God?’*
‘God is a friend. No- I am not afraid of God. Nobody has made any compulsions on me to perform these rituals regularly. ‘*
She thought for a while and then asked: ‘Have you ever thought of converting to any other religion?’*
‘Why should I?. Even if I challenge some of the rituals and faith in Hinduism, nobody can convert me from Hinduism. Because, being a Hindu allows me to think independently and objectively, without conditioning. I remain as a Hindu never by force, but choice.’
I told her that Hinduism is not a religion, but a set of beliefs and practices. It is not a religion like Christianity or Islam because it is not founded by any one person or does not have an organized controlling body like the Church or the Order, I added. There is no institution or authority.*
‘So, you don’t believe in God?’ she wanted everything in black and white. ‘I didn’t say that. I do not discard the divine reality. Our scripture, or Sruthis or Smrithis – Vedas and Upanishads or the Gita – say God might be there or he might not be there. But we pray to that supreme abstract authority (Para Brahma) that is the creator of this universe.’*
‘Why can’t you believe in one personal God?’* ‘We have a concept – abstract – not a personal god. The concept or notion of a personal God, hiding behind the clouds of secrecy, telling us irrational stories through few men whom he sends as messengers, demanding us to worship him or punish us, does not make sense. I don’t think that God is an autocratic emperor who wants others to respect him or fear him. ‘I told her that such notions are just fancies of less educated human imagination and fallacies, adding that generally ethnic religious practitioners in Hinduism believe in personal gods.
The entry level Hinduism has over-whelming superstitions too. The philosophical side of Hinduism negates all superstitions.* ‘Good that you agree God might exist. You told that you pray. What is your prayer then? she asked’ ‘Loka Samastha Suk ino Bhavantu. Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti, ‘* ‘Funny,’ she laughed, ‘What does it mean?’* ‘May all the beings in all the worlds be happy. Om Peace, Peace, Peace. ‘*
‘Hmm ..very interesting.. I want to learn more about this religion. It is so democratic, broad-minded and free’ she exclaimed.* ‘The fact is Hinduism is a religion of the individual, for the individual and by the individual with its roots in the Vedas and the Bhagavad-Gita. It is all about an individual approaching a personal God in an individual way according to his temperament and inner evolution – it is as simple as that.’
‘How does anybody convert to Hinduism?’ ‘Nobody can convert you to Hinduism, because it is not a religion, but a set of beliefs, practices and a way of life and culture. Everything is acceptable in Hinduism because there is no single authority or organization either to accept it or to reject it or to oppose it on behalf of Hinduism.
‘* For a real seeker, I told her, the Bible itself gives guidelines when it says ‘ Kingdom of God is within you.’ I reminded her of Christ’s teaching about the love that we have for each other. That is where you can find the meaning of life. Loving each and every creation of the God is absolute and real. ‘Isavasyam idam sarvam Isam – (the God) is present (inhabits) here everywhere – nothing exists separate from the God, because God is present everywhere. Respect every living being and non-living things as God. That’s what Hinduism teaches you. Hinduism is referred to as Sanathana Dharma, the eternal faith. It is based on the practice of Dharma, the code of life. The most important aspect of Hinduism is being truthful to oneself. Hinduism has no monopoly on ideas – It is open to all. Hindus believe in one God (not a personal one) expressed in different forms. For them, God is timeless and formless entity. Ancestors of today’s Hindus believe in eternal truths and cosmic laws and these truths are opened to anyone who seeks them. But there is a section of Hindus who are either superstitious or turned fanatic to make this an organized religion like others.
The British coin the word ‘Hindu’ and considered it as a religion. I said: ‘Religions have become an MLM (multi-level- marketing) industry that has been trying to expand the market share by conversion. The biggest business in today’s world is Spirituality. Hinduism is no exception’* I am a Hindu primarily because it professes Non-violence – ‘Ahimsa Paramo Dharma’ – Non violence is the highest duty. I am a Hindu because it doesn’t conditions my mind with any faith system. A man/ woman who change ‘s his/her birth religion to another religion is a fake and does not value his/her morals, culture and values in life. Hinduism was the first way of life originated. Be proud to be a hindu and be proud of who you are. Om Namo shivaya, Om Namo Narayanaya Namaha

Growing Up As a WWE Fan in The 90's in India

The 1990's in India was a fabulous period for all of us who grew up in it, no SMS, no Facebook, No Twitter, No multiple SIM mobile phones e.t.c , it was a Renaissance period for India. It was the time where for the first time the Indian Economy became liberalized thanks to economic reforms. Notwithstanding all the mumbo-jumbo it was the time where blood-relations, filial obligations were stronger than business obligations. The Human Factor in daily life was at its zenith then , the whole para/moholla/locality Knew each other, Addas were common there as life was still lived at a leisurly pace unlike today. The onslaught of Cable Tv had not yet begun then and Doordarshan was still a popular channel, the shows were classy and generated huge TRP'S before the TRP'S became such a craze, serials like Mahabharata, Sri Krishna, Jungle Book, Chitrahaar e.t.c made people finish their work quickly so that they could come home and watch the shows in peace.
WWF(wwe) was the show that had grabbed my fancy during that time, Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock, Triple H, Goldberg, Hulk Hogan ,The Undertaker, Kane, Rikishi e.t.c were my role models then :p, Vince Mcmohan was a villain to me who tried to destroy the lives of these guys, it gave me great joy to see that these guys could overcome the devious schemes of Vince Mcmohan and emerge victorious. Of course i was naive at that time and believed Wrestling to be real, every stunner , every people's elbow, every pedigree brought me immense happiness, i cried when they were busted open or were struck with steel chairs. The Whole show made me believe that being macho is the way to go. My friends and I used to practise the moves in School much to the horror of the onlookers, our whole life apart from studies seemed to revolve around WWE. Possessing a pack of WWE cards was equivalent to possessing an I-pHONE in our circle. We tried to connect every incident occuring in our life with the incidents happening in WWE. For the first time in my life i was not sure about my decision of whom to support during the Triple H -Austin rivalry. Triple H was a certified badass but his evil personality exuded irresistible charisma which made me become his fan while Austin was the toughest dog ever to set foot on earch causing Hell wherever he went. My life during that period was pathetic by my standards, two of my role models were kicking the life out of each other while i could not do anything, the rivalry continued for about 1 year and by that time i had reached Class 6 that is High School. Due to my hectic routine i could not squeeze in enough time to watch my favorite show and slowly i lost interset in it. Now in 2011 while surfing the channels i came across Ten Sports which beams WWE and saw a familiar figure from the past dressed formally , yes it was Triple H , he had now become the Head of the WWE replacing his father-in law Vince Mcmohan, now as a somewhat mature individual i could realize that the dialogues,rivalries, fights were all scripted. But instead of being disappointed or heartbroken i was happy as it reminded me of my glorious past, the past innocence which made me believe whatever was shown to me. India may have progressed rapidly in the 21st Century but for me India in the 90's was the best period as Values of Humanity, Love, Trust still held prominence over matters of Money .

Past is always glorious
by that only you have become known or famous
that must remain on or continuous
the reason may be many or various

you can't go by the past
though it might have ended fast
the present may still be eluded
if past is not at all included

you love the present and think of future
the thing which is not there for sure
Think of the past with little from present
you won't feel future too absent

don't read much about anything
you will have to prove for everything
you can't trust the present trend
you may plan accordingly with some mends- hasmukh amathalal
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इमानदारि करने वाला हमेशा विजय पाता है! - HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY

Mr. S these days looks upon at “elected” officials as nothing more than “Saints”. He associates saints and politicians as if they are alike. The Older generation too looks upon them as the Spiritual Heads of the country. According to Mr. S the Politicians symbolize whatever is right in this country. But their names hardly appear in the news, social as well as print media why? Because according to Mr. S Honest People need not appear in front of people to prove their Honesty. Mr. S THINKS that the world needs more of corruption, greed, and scandals rather than the transparency and honesty and intellectualism that is prevailing today.
Mr. EXPLAINS:-
The main function of a modern Politician is to not worry about the security of his job and speak his mind freely without any sycophancy. He must be very watchful so that his comments do not become a part of mainstream media coverage.
A politician’s journey is not over unless he does considerable good for the society which can be measured in terms of economic growth. The Politician also has to avoid meeting with Stars of The Film Industry, and spend the rest of his life talking about the welfare of the “Aam Aadmi”
Mr. S Remarks Indian politics is the place where criminals are reformed and where thugs and goons become Honest. The Indian Politicians sensitivity towards societal welfare is unmatched and unsurpassed.
The only reason why India has still not ascended in the ranks of Honest Nations is due to the dishonest people who make wild allegations of nepotism , corruption against the “GODLY” POLITICIANS , But the Politicians have a big heart and forgive and forget whatever is said against them and continue doing their good work

P.S (These remarks were made by Mr. S while he was being transported to the RANCHI MENTAL ASYLUM)

"Rot in hell OSAMA"

American President Barack Obama today announced Osama Bin Laden’s death in a subtle manner Ordinary Americans took to the streets, celebrating the news. They were frustrated, having waited nearly a decade to capture al Qaeda’s ideological guru.
Osama Bin Laden considered himself as a radical prophet-preacher a Jihadist firing off Islamic fatwas one minute and RPGs the next.His life in some way or the other taught us a very harsh lesson


The ghastly act of 9/11 shattered the lull of the post-Cold War era, highlighting the super-power’s vulnerability to the modern world. America to some extent was responsible for the creation of this monster, they funded and financed the jihadi operations in Afghanistan during the Russian Invasion by providing them with arms and money, they did not expect these very jihadis whom they had financed to recoil and strike their very benefactor.

Ever since 9/11 there have been trillions and trillions of dollars spent to strengthen defenses, fighting the "axis of evil", but something more serious has happened during this period of 10 years , a sort of fear psychosis has developed among the citizens of the world where an unclaimed bag, a torn wire, an unattended car all resemble a bomb, people's privacy has been violated, country's sovereignties have been violated , thousands of people have been killed, in the midst of all these we have our very own "RATTLESNAKE" PAKISTAN , Pakistan is the biggest aid-getter of America in the war against terrorism- thats a surprise since Pakistan itself is a terrorist country , for decades Pakistan has grown and exported terror to India, but no one seemed to take notice, America considered Pakistan to be a strategic asset and hence did not take any action against it , It is only after 9/11 that the world began to seriously take note of Pakistan's terror exports, but alas! they were let of the hook every time , now this is not an article about Pakistan bashing but the ground reality is that OSAMA BIN LADEN'S Radical ideology has seeped into the conscience of the Pakistanis , they need to be cured from it or else its doomed, By the killing of Laden we cannot afford to think we have killed TERRORISM , kill the thought that created Osama, terrorism will automatically be killed
"LADEN KO MARNE SE KUCH NAHI HOGA
USKI SOCH KO MAARO
AATANK KHUD BA KHUD KHATAM HO JAYEGA"

To the earth, I was the master,

Till my greed turned into disaster;

And now I die in my youth,

For what I always thought was the truth.



Thirsty, drenched, lying on the ground,

Bleeding, waiting for the death to hound;

Countless others who died just before,
are asking me the reasons for.



There is no flesh, there is no bone;

In its prime, my story is gone;

Above me, the sizzling sun mocks,

Deep below the pinching rocks.



Where are the Mullahs, where is the fun,

Where is the heaven, where are harems;

That all was a bluff, now I know,

But I had just come, and now I go.-Dr. Sanjeev Kumar

"My father's father -le père de mon père-моего отца отца"

Yaalini had never really got along with her दादा(grandfather), in fact she detested him, but she had been giving her Father truckloads of trouble hence she had been packed off to live with her grandfather in Lepchajagat, near Ghum in West Bengal to see if he could rectify her factious, daughter. As soon as she reached Lepchajagat Grandpa set to work giving Yaalini lots of work to keep her engaged. Yaalini however soon became disillusioned and at every given opportunity, usually late at night when Grandpa was roaming in “la-la” land, sneaked out to meet a group of choloz(Southern California slang term) she had befriended at the local market. She was soon back to her old mannerisms and was now increasing the crease lines on Grandpa as well. Now this group of teenagers that Yaalini had befriended, were a graphic lot, they loved their tattoos something that Yaalini had not dabbled in, yet... Her GRANDPA allowed her to hang around with them during her idle time praying that allowing this would stop Yaalini 's late night sojourns, but this was not to be the case. She drove the poor old man nuts, but grandpa was not a man to give up so easily he gave Yaalini more work, he began to treat her the way she treated others.. He warned Yaalini that that no matter where he was he would always be watching her, He also told Yaalini not to even dream about getting a tattoo, as in his days they were only worn by the anti-social elements and the Naxals, he said that he considered tattoos as a form of self -mutilation. Yaalini the rebel as she was upon hearing this lecture decided at once that she must have one. Two years went by, Grandpa had gotten very ill, and after a visit to his doctor found out that his stay on Earth was coming to a logical end the big "A", had claimed another victim. Six months went by, and Grandpa lay on his death bed, his family surrounding him,. He wanted to speak to Yaalini, he wanted to tell her something. As Yaalini bent down , he whispered to her, " I know you detested my very existence, I have no regrets about that , but always remember this, no matter where you go, no matter what you do, I’ll ALWAYS watch upon you " , Grandpa breathed his last a few minutes after he had spoken these words. Yaalini went back to live with her father One sunny afternoon Yaalini
Decided now that grandpa was gone she could finally ink a tattoo on her body, a petite one on the nape, a dragonfly. She sat nervously on the tattoo artist’s chair, she had a fair idea of what to expect as she had already seen her mates get one .As the tattoo artist’s needle pierced her Epidermis to trace the outline of the tattoo, Yaalini suddenly felt very sleepy, and dozed off .She awoke to the gentle nudging of the tattooist. "All done and dusted " the tattooist said, " That will be 400 rupees please" Yaalini asked the man if she could see her tattoo, he handed her a mirror so she could view the nape, as soon as she saw the tattoo Yaalini gasped in horror for there at the nape was a face not any face but the face of her deceased grandpa" Holy shit!" exclaimed Yaalini "its the one you chose" replied the tattooist, before you fell asleep i have witnesses to establish this fact. Yaalini quietly paid the money, and walked out the store shaking her head in utter disbelief, but as she did, she heard a voice, an iner voice saying “tumi jekhanei aacho amar chokh tomar opore sobsomay aache” (wherever you are my eyes are always upon you).

DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A "Kapitalist" AND "SOCIALISTES"(CAPITALIST AND SOCIALIST)

My Friend was about to finish his first year of life after school i.e college life.

He considered Himself to be very liberal and was very much in favor of the imposition of higher taxes to support more government programs, in other words redistribution of wealth.

He was deeply ashamed that his mother was a rather dévoué conservative, a feeling he openly expressed. Based on the lectures that he had participated in, and the occasional chat with a typical liberal professor, he felt that his mother had for years harbored an evil and selfish desire to keep what he thought should be his.

One day he was challenging his mother on her opposition to higher taxes on the rich and the need for more government programs. The self-professed objectivity proclaimed by his professors had to be the truth and he indicated so to his mother.

She responded by asking how he was doing in College. Taken aback, he answered plutôt hautain(rather haughtily) that he had a 4.0 GPA, and he let her know that it was very difficult to maintain, insisting that he had taken a very difficult course and hence was constantly studying, which left him no time to go out and party like other people he knew. He didn't even have time for a girlfriend, and didn't really have many college friends because he spent all his time studying.

His mother listened intently and then asked, "How is your friend Mei-li doing?" he replied, "Mei-li is barely scrapping through. All she takes are easy classes, she never studies and she has merely scored a 2.0 GPA. Even then She is very popular on our campus; college for her is a blast. She's always invited to all the parties and lots of times she doesn't even show up for classes because she's too Crudo"(crudo is Mexican slang for hangover)

The wise Mother asked her son, "Why don't you go to the Dean's office and ask him to deduct 1.0 off your GPA and give it to your friend who only has a 2.0. That way you will both have a 3.0 GPA and certainly that would be a fair and equal distribution of GPA."

The son, visibly shocked by his mother's suggestion, angrily fired back, "That's a crazy idea, how would that be fair! I've worked really hard for my grades! I've invested a lot of time, and a lot of hard work! Mei-li has done next to nothing toward her degree. She played while I worked my a** off!"

The Mother slowly smiled, winked and said gently, "Welcome to the capitalist side of the fence."

If anyone has a better explanation of the difference between capitalist and socialist or progressive or neocon I'm all ears. If you ever wondered what side of the fence you sit on, this is a great test!

If a capitalist doesn't like guns, he doesn't buy one.
If a socialist doesn't like guns, he wants all guns outlawed.

If a capitalist is a vegetarian, he doesn't eat meat.
If a socialist is a vegetarian, he wants all meat products banned for everyone.

If a capitalist is down-and-out, he thinks about how to better his situation.
A socialist wonders who is going to take care of him.

If a capitalist doesn't like a talk show host, he switches channels.
Socialist demand that those they don't like be shut down.

If a capitalist decides he needs health care, he goes about shopping for it, or may choose a job that provides it.
A socialist demands that the rest of us pay for his.

If a capitalist reads this, he'll forward it so his friends can have a good laugh.
A socialist will complain

because he's "offended".

"Revolutionary Chaos-Rivoluzionario Chaos"

In my grief I hear demons shriek;
I weep while wolves and jackals laugh.
Though tears I shed to mourn a hero,
With head raised high, I draw my sword .-Wang Juntao

The recent happenings in the Middle East are growing increasingly serious day by day . All feature large-scale destabilization. seeing the latest twitter feeds it seems that the the epicenter of the upheavals has moved to Libya.Latest Reports coming in from Libya’s second-largest city—Benghazi—says that mercenaries have massacred hundreds of anti government protestors. Some news channels report that that the Libyan government has lost control over the Western Part of the country. According to a statement by Qaddafi son of Gaddafi , protesters have reached the capital—Tripoli—from the eastern part of the country.Political Experts are speculating about what these Libyan “agitaciones” mean. Libya has become an associé important pour l'Europe after he was forgiven for his involvement in the Lockerbie bombing.
But the most frightening fact is that Tehran is trying to introduce a military component into the situation, moreover the dictators may use the time-tested method of blaming the U.S or Israel for the chaos and channeling the protesters rage against these countries and thereby saving their "throne".The most distinct part about this "Jasmine Revolution" is that this is not a revolution by the downtrodden caste but an outburst of pent up frustration by the rising middle-class in these countries, like in Tunisia we found the revolution being led by doctors and engineers, while in Egypt it was by the student community, Social Media channels like Facebook and Twitter have played a very important role in making these revolutions a success. But beneath all this hullabaloo there lies something sinister, Fundamentalists may use this situation to set up base in these countries, they may even start brainwashing the youth, we have to be on our guard.
It is almost certain now that Beijing will soon join the melee, as these countries carry great Geo-political significance and are largely untapped markets with vast potential.

I fight a battle every day
Against discouragement and fear;
Some foe stands always in my way,
The path ahead is never clear!
I must forever be on guard
Against the doubts that skulk along;
I get ahead by fighting hard,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong.

I hear the croakings of Despair,
The dark predictions of the weak;
I find myself pursued by Care,
No matter what the end I seek;
My victories are small and few,
It matters not how hard I strive;
Each day the fight begins anew,
But fighting keeps my hopes alive.

My dreams are spoiled by circumstance,
My plans are wrecked by Fate or Luck;
Some hour, perhaps, will bring my chance,
But that great hour has never struck;
My progress has been slow and hard,
I've had to climb and crawl and swim,
Fighting for every stubborn yard,
But I have kept in fighting trim.

I have to fight my doubts away,
And be on guard against my fears;
The feeble croaking of Dismay
Has been familiar through the years;
My dearest plans keep going wrong,
Events combine to thwart my will,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong,
And I am undefeated still!-S.E. Kiser

OMINOUS SIGNS-SIGNES SINISTRES(OMINÖSE ZEICHEN)

I Was reading the Interview of Fathi Baja aged 58 who is old enough to remember Sept. 1, 1969, when, as a high school student, he had joined the throngs of excited crowds pouring into the streets to chant their support for the then dashing young military officer called Muammar Gaddafi, who had just pulled off a coup to oust the Libyan King.According to him it was a revolution not a coup, a revolution which they thought would lead them to freedom and peace. Benghazi is Libya's second biggest city, It is here that last week's revolt first exploded. It is the third instance of an Arab nation revolting against a despotic regime. The signs are very clear, revolution is in the air and it is up to the responsible NATIONS Like AMERICA , INDIA e.t.c to take stock of the situation, this revolution in the middle-east has been called the Jasmine Revolution by some, but for me this is a Pre-Apocalyptic Revolution, I am 21 years of age going on to 22 so i have not seen the World Wars but I have read about them , and the parallels i find are shocking, there had been discontent brewing in Austria prior to WW1, which ultimately drove a wedge between the Prussian and Bavarian sides, now when we compare this with the present day situation in the Middle-East we find that the role of Austria has been taken up by Tunisia which has opened the floodgates in the Arab World, care should be taken that the fundamentalists should not capitalize on this situation,already despots like Gadaffi have begun to blame America for this situation, in normal cases this can be brushed aside as the sayings of a madman , but the ground reality is that most of the protesters are young and can be easily brainwashed into believing whatever they hear, we should urge our nations to monitor the situation closely and take punitive action before it is too late, I am not being pessimistic but just stating the hard reality , Dr A.Q Khan the rogue Pakistani scientist had black-marketed nuclear fissile material to countries like North Korea and Libya, GOD FORBID that these WMD'S do not fall into the hands of the fundamentalists.I Just received news that about 200 people have died on the streets in Libya due to firing, i urge everyone do something before its too late , Twitter alone can't save Libya.