"Chandrika, if you do not have any desire for liberation then why do you practice meditation so regularly?" One of my student asked me.
"Just for time pass!" I said with a wink. "I have nothing else to do!"
"Do you want to do this asana, Chandrika?" Mr. 'S' asked me. "Should I help you?"
I was sitting alone on my yoga mat, watching the group who had made pairs to practice the difficult asana. The teacher had asked the class to practice it with a partner and to support the other person while going in chakrasana from standing position as well as while coming back to normal position.
I said, "No, Thanks. My knees are paining."
I thought, "If I take the support of you while doing this practice, I will awaken your Kundalini, the latent energy by mere touch!"
Twelve years back
"Whom will you give the vote to?" A shop owner asked a client who was a labourer.
"Who ever gives me money, I will vote for him!" The labour replied.
"Did you get the money from ATM?" A shop owner asked a client who was a labourer.
"I stood in the queue of ATM thrice but couldn't get the money." The labourer replied.
To tease him the shop owner asked, "Will you give the vote to Mr. Modi in the next election?"
"I will give vote to Mr. Modi only. I will surely give vote to Mr. Modi. I am 100 percent sure that I will vote for him only and will not change my opinion."
I felt a very positive change in our society that an illiterate person has formed his opinion about whom to give vote in the next election and now his vote is no more saleable for the sake of money. He can decide who is a better PM for India! :)
"Ma'am, do you know what my father called my mother?" A three year old girl too innocently asked her class teacher.
"I do not know." The teacher replied.
"He called her 'Darling'." She innocently revealed the secret.
"He didn't called her by her name."
"No. He called her 'Darling' only."
On my birthday, I tried a new recipe 'Nutritive samosa' which neither contained maida (refined floor) nor potatoes in filling. It was healthy, nutritive and delicious. Everybody liked it very much so I decided to share this recipe with my readers.
Wheat floor - 100g
Grinded Bengal gram floor/ Besan - 50g
Mustard oil - 2 table spoon
Salt to taste
Grated cheese - 100g
Grated cauliflower - 100g
Boiled peas - 40g
Boiled chopped beans - 20g
Boiled chopped carrot - 30g
Boiled sweet corn - 50g
Grated ginger - 1 teaspoon
Chopped green chilly - 1 or 2
Mustard oil - 1 table spoon
Cumin seeds - 1/4 teaspoon
Turmeric powder - 1/2 teaspoon
Black pepper - 1/2 teaspoon
Coriander powder - 1/2 teaspoon
Salt to taste
Chopped green coriander - 1 tablespoon
1. Sieve wheat floor and besan. Mix them well. Add salt and warm mustard oil to it.
2. Kneed the dough with warm water. Keep the dough on one side and cover it with a wet piece of cloth.
3. For preparing filling, take a pan and put it on fire.
4. Add oil. When it is heated add cumin seeds and grated ginger.
5. Add grated cheese and cauliflower to it.
6. Stir it. Add turmeric powder, black pepper and coriander powder to it.
7. Add boiled vegetables to it.
8. Add salt and stir it gently.
9. Remove from fire and allow it to cool down. Garnish it with coriander.
10. Make small balls out of the dough.
11. Roll them with the help of rolling pin.
12. Make them thin and cut them in half.
13. Apply the water with a help of finger on one side which is cut.
14. Fold it to make a cup and join the wet side of the layer.
15. Fill the cup with vegetable fillings.
16. Apply the water on the edge of cup and closed the lid gently.
17. Make all the samosas.
18. Apply oil on the tray as well as brush the samosas with oil.
19. Grilled them for 10 minutes.
20. Turn them and grilled them on the other side as well.
21. Serve them hot with green chutney or ketchup.
"The cow is not coming in the screen." A school girl said who was holding a selfie stick to click a selfie with a cow. She came there with her batch-mates on an educational school trip. She moved the stick a bit and said, "Oh no! Now cow can be seen but not me."
A really found the idea to have a selfie with cow ridiculous! :D
“What are you planning to do after
this course is finished?” A batch-mate asked me. “I am thinking of going on trekking
expeditions and visiting nearby national parks.” I said.“You are born and
brought up in this area. Do you know in general which animals can be spotted
during expeditions?” “Black bear, brown bear, musk deer,
blue sheep and Himalayan tahr. Rarely one sees snow leopard.” “That sounds interesting!” “They said, “If you ever see snow
leopard then run faster than the rest of the group!””
I was travelling from Gangorti to
Netala in a shared taxi. I was about to reach Netala in 15 minutes. They closed
the door of ashram at 5:30 p.m. My watch was showing 5:09 p.m. I was relaxed,
as I would reach there on time, as the taxi was moving with a decent speed on
The taxi slowed down, I could see
buffalo herd in front of it. The herd was quite big. The taxi driver blew horn
but the buffaloes kept moving with their pace without giving way to the taxi. The
taxi owner blew horn continuously, moved his head out of the taxi window and
shouted on his high pitch to buffalo owner to goad the buffaloes to one side of
road and to make way for the vehicle. Very slowly, the owner goaded them that
consumed about 7- 10 minutes of my precious time. The vehicle moved ahead and
took its speed. I was calculating the time that I might not be able to reach
early but would manage sharply at 5:30 p.m.
The taxi slowed down again and this
time an ocean of sheep was ahead of us. The herd owner goaded the animals but
they were jumping here and there, making almost impossible for the vehicle to
move. Taking all the precautions, the taxt driver moved the vehicle very slowly
without hurting innocent little creatures. This also consumed another 10 golden
minutes of my life.
The taxi halted on the spot where I
had to get down. The taxi owner climbed the roof of taxi to untie the rope and
handed the heavy and bulky baggage to me. I was carrying a jacket in my hand
and a polythene bag containing apples in another. All of a sudden, it started
raining heavily. I took out the umbrella from my bag and opened it. I gave the
money to taxi owner and ran downhill towards the ashram, carrying all the
things in my hand and bag on my back. The polythene bag was not of good
quality, could not hold the weight of apples, tore apart in the mid of road, apples
scattered all over the way and a few rolled down far away. A villager saw this,
came forward to help me. He gathered all the apples, gave them to me and I
stuffed them in my bag which was already full. I walked rather almost ran
towards the main gate of ashram. Alas! The gate was locked. What should I do
now? I could easily jump that small gate but with the bulky luggage I found
it difficult. I could not see anyone nearby whom I could request to open it. If
I didn’t get in the ashram where I would spend the night, was the biggest
question that was haunting my mind. There were many cheap hotels in Netala but
which one was good and safe; I didn’t have an iota of knowledge about that. It
was raining and I was sweating!
My presence of mind guided me that
there was one more gate to enter the ashram, might be that was open or I could
request someone there. I ran hurriedly towards that door, my jacket fell from
my hand. I quickly picked it up and ran again. I reached in the front of that
back gate. I felt relieved there was no lock on it. I moved the latch of the
gate silently, taking every caution not to make noise. A student was sitting on
the stairs saw me, he shouted and asked me to come from the main gate. Without
wasting a second I was in the ashram premises, I ignored him, walked a couple
of steps, threw my baggage, jacket and shoes near the dustbin in the veranda of
ashram and ran towards the Director’s office to get myself registered for the