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Life is peace

One of my friends is religious type. He wants perfection and disdains the sense of competition. One day when the result of end semester was going to out. I saw him in the VT (Vishwanath Temple). With a great silence and admiration of the beauty that surrounds the VT, he prayed to the lord Siva “Oh lord! Please give me good grades.” But he is brilliant too. How god will understand what good is? So again he prayed”, oh my lord, please give me as good grades as all the good students use to have.” This is what most of so called person in this world are doing. They want peace and harmony in their life. They want this peace to be derived by the struggle. The struggle never ceases to stop because how much one attains he always feel some emptiness in their life. Struggle is like a moving rope, binded around our neck. To cope with it we have to move along with the rope. The moment we stop, we are choked. “Life is a struggle. “This statement seems rational because as rope of struggle is moving,…

Abstraction of knowledge

Science means purified knowledge. But what about the process that converts the raw knowledge into purified form and who is the authority to claim the distinction of raw and pure. It is we that try to align the knowledge in our dimension. This is our projection. And projections are virtual. So there is abstraction. This is same as to claim an object’s length by its shadow. Whole day the length of shadow is varying. We need to know the position of sun for actual length. Your sun is in you. We need to acknowledge it. I was puzzled and perhaps all will be, when they will think about the Lao tzu statement that knowledge in inexpressible through words. It can only be felt in silence. First thing, here, Lao Tzu is talking about the knowledge we already posses. It is to be remembered only. It cannot be categorized in raw and pure because this knowledge is in the centre of your sun. It has no projection.
When we see a rose. We can feel its beauty. But the same beauty cannot be felt by the descr…