NCC: why do we see things?

 NCC: why do we see things?

This question is what fascinated me more than the lesson in my school NCC 🙏

( How to ask oneself, so as to invoke deeper perception, use sense of Discrimination?..... was the derivation gifted by my fascination)

Armed forces are trained to preserve their ‘life’ during a war🙏. It is an AWESOME design, which substitutes for the unquestioned sense of obedience ingrained in the same training 😂.

To me, the army training seemed to mimic the style of imparting education in our ancient gurukul—-allow the intellect to function, while the negative emotions within, trying to ask questions which are logically fallacious are bridled, till the intellect reviews them🙏🙏🙏

The answer to the question is simple ( and forms a part of the chapter “camouflage & concealment" as a defense🙏)

6 sisters and 1 mother ( easy to remember 😜)

Expansion…

Shape, Size, Shadow, Skyline, Shine, Silhouette (6 S’s)

Movement (1 M)

Army examines thoroughly, the ‘Basics of Life’ thoroughly 🙏 ( purpose is survival)

Spirituality, as i saw it,  also looks at ‘Basics of Life' ( purpose is, ultimate liberation, and therefore, the looking/examining is far_deeper 😜. The body gets prepared for serving armed forces as well 👍… defying comfort zone 😜)

Camouflagedly yours,

psn( 9 june, 2026)

Why should I silence my mind?(Meditative state)

Why should I silence my mind?(Meditative state)

Only a deep examination of 'mind' can reveal it's true nature 🙏

Unless that nature of the mind is clear enough, no way to think of attempting to silence it consciously 🙏 ( the very low rate of successful meditative state owes to this 😌..…. )

Accidentally, mind becomes still to everyone 🙏. Its value goes unnoticed. Easy example is, mind is non_functional during deep sleep. The advantage is, we feel 'clear' bright and refreshed after waking up in the morning 😜. 

By night, the brain is damn tired. Mind churns out stupid, disconnected scenes which we call dreams ( brain wakes up partially, when dreams are fearsome 🤣. Oh!😥, it was just a dream😜🙏, says the brain .... Otherwise mind is left to dream .  Science labels it as sub_conscious mind🙏... Whereas, we don't need a label 'subconcious' for a brain, a physical organ.

Why should we silence the mind when awake????😡😡😡😡

( I won't attempt to vocalise my answer🙏... Try to find it out only if you are intense enough to know😜....  Experience is enough to convince us)

Mind is a very powerful+ extremely useful tool 🙏, only when tamed, harnessed

Mindfully yours,

psn(8 june 2026)

Side effects of true friendship

 Side effects of true friendship 

Just a humorous note 🙏

( Not a preachy stuff intended)

I used to stay alone in a small room in Maharashtra ( a small town) for 9 years.

Being a bachelor then, the infrastructure for cooking was bare minimum. 

Ironically, about 8 of my close friends ‘demand’  for a lunch, prepared by me. A very cumbersome task with just a small kerosene stove and two vessels 😓. Cook in installments, pour the dish onto a corner of a large plate, heaped, to have space for the next 3 installments!

Only one fellow ‘bothered’ to come an hour early, to help me😥

The pleasure i derive lasts only for 15 minutes, watching them pounce upon the food to gobble it , whereas my labour is for 2½ hours preceding it 😓

I didn't mind the effort.

6 of them were very rich. Watching them ‘adjusting’ with gross inadequacies of space, cutlery, etc… so effortlessly was a source of amazement for me, afresh each time 😳

Once, they mocked at a fellow. I didn't know that he was so_fussy at his home while dining🙏😥. They said “ look at this fellow! At home, he hurls a glass tumbler of water,  to pieces, if a water drop is seen sticking to the upper edge of its inner side, and here, he quietly pecks at food from a inside of pressure cooker’s lid, parking only ½ of his bottom on a shared steel chair, happily licking his fingers to swallow the last bit of food 😜”( this guy is the youngest child with 5 sisters elder to him. Too pampered. 

I was amazed at the total contrast in him, when he eats in my room, thrice in every 2 months! 

Stubborn, rigid and resistance_filled fellow, displaying unusual flexibility, just to be a ‘part’ of a gang of friends, and to soak into the joyousness of an ambience of ‘unconditional togetherness’ !!!🙏😥😥😳😳😳

These visuals served “in good stead” 15 years later, during a residential spiritual program 😜…  i just had to ‘tap’ the innate+latent flexibility in me🙏. The discipline of the structured program, could cause no ‘discomfort’ to me. I just looked at spiritual bijness as a ‘dear friend’ who can't afford a comfort zone 🙏. His(spirituality personified) friendship is all that mattered for me 🙏

Discomfortingly yours,

psn(7 june, 2026)

Kerala towel

 Kerala towel 

A traditional kind of bath towel.

Intentionally woven with coarse/loosely_spun 100% cotton yarn.

Torn but still preferred 😜, instead of a new one .

Best use is when it is carefully "hand-washed". When it is still dazzling white, despite a daily use since 6 months ( doesn't last longer), the health+ spiritual benefits are immense and maximised 🙏

Simple advantage is, it absorbs water very well ( residual moisture at the base of the hair of a densely- haired person's skull, might seep into the skin, and cause common cold, headache etc.).

For the spiritual advantage, i leave it to the readers to deduce it from a silly_question :  a bath towel gets soiled, after using it to wipe off the water after bath. After a bath, we are supposed to be 'clean' 🙏 Then, why should the towel get soiled? It can get wet👍, but why the dirt, needing a washing, instead of just squeeze+dry???

Washing your own towel was an ancient practice. The loose weave helps dislodgement of dirt wedged between the weave of the towel. Ancients were too fussy 😥 ( probably for a spiritual reason) about the uses of this traditional towel 😥 ...  A fresh unstitched bit of this towel is preferred for quenching the soul's thirst for the first ten days after the death of a desi guy! The towel is dipped in a bowl of water, ends gathered and twisted anticlockwise, with the left hand holding the lower end, twisting anticlockwise, to direct the drip on to a piece of rock, into which the departed pret_atma is invoked.  Very sophisticated and not perceivable through the 5 sense organs, to understand and accept the "sense" in doing this 😥...  

Bits of dead skin, sticking to our skin are a bit wet and easier to be 'wiped' off, with a coarse, loosely spun+woven cloth. Hygienic benefit is, pores of the skin open up when cleaned. The sensitivity of the skin at very subtle levels is enhanced by the scrubbing of skin during bath, and the efficacy of this towel during the wiping_dry of skin and head after bath. The freshness of skin and hair enhance the receptivity of our "antenna" if... receptivity seems to really matter when inside a temple 🙏

Kerala temples have "managed" to retain the 'science' in the best benefits of a temple, through its unique "rules" imposed on the visitors of those temples. The taantrik style of propitiation has a significant role in affording a keen visitor, to relate the traditional rituals with tenable and modern scientific way of reasoning 🙏

Clearly yours,

psn(4 june, 2026)

Agastya

 Agastya 

One of the stories about this sage, which made a very deep impression on me , is about his unintended conflict with an ascetic who did intense tapas( austerities) to acquire a great siddhi.

When traveling down south of India, Agastya became too popular and very soon among people of tamilnadu.

A local ascetic grew jealous of this popularity, overtaking his own popularity!

This ascetic decided to settle the issue of ‘who is greater, me or Agastya?’

He sought an audience with Agastya and challenged him to compete with the ascetic.

Initially, Agastya conceded defeat with all humility, being not interested in any competition.

But that ascetic won't leave it. Popularity of Agastya was unbearable 😥

Ultimately, the ascetic himself suggested a very simple and primitive siddhi as a test of greatness, thinking that ‘this fellow isn't going to win over even this👍’

That ascetic handed a sword to Agastya and asked him to slash the arm of the ascetic. Agastya refused saying “i don't indulge in such crude and gross acts of violence”

Then that acetic uses the sword on his own arm, holding the sword in the other. The sword broke!!! Ascetic’s arm withstood the blow of the sword!!!🙂

Now the ascetic asked Agastya to demonstrate the same feat. Agastya replied “🙏 I cannot inflict an injury on myself. You may do it👍…and, since I am the nuisance to you, slash the sword across my chest_itself, right to left diagonal, so that I cease to be, conclusively. The audience is witness to the event and will absolve you of any related_crime allegations “

Ascetic gave a powerful blow with the sword across Agastya. The sword passed through, smoothly without leaving any cut or injury.

Ascetic: “ 😳😳😳 “ surprised! 

Agastya: now, do it the other way “ X “ to make it doubly_sure 🙏

Still no injury! Sword unspoiled as well 😜

Agastya broke the silence: “see, the spiritual practices are about becoming more and more subtle (sookshma)and not about becoming more gross( jadam) than the steel_blade of that sword, to put up a stronger Resistance 🙏”

Needless to add, that ascetic joined the gang of devotees of Agastya 🙏

(My ‘take’ for my own personal use, nothing to do with others ….  Siddhis however super human powers they yield, do not purify the mind, by themselves. Unless there is purity( ‘innocence’ with full awareness, moksha is a distant_dream🙏. Remaining as a non_entity/नाचीज़, and yet accomplishing the minds purity, to me, is what matters most 😜. I use this story, for my personal evolvement, even if it was a fiction👍… my teacher had warned “while i will be doing my best, to plug any ‘super powers creeping into you, a few capabilities are inevitable, due to the nature of spiritual practices you do with me🙏, please exercise caution+self-restraint, in misuse or abusing them! Best option is to ignore those siddhis😌)

नाचीज़, yours,

psn( 3 June, 2026)

Confronting strangers

 Confronting strangers

A few centuries ago, we didn't confront many “strangers” on a daily basis.

Today, the bulk of them are strangers to us.

Initially, I was persuaded to look at “how I confront a stranger”....  Later, as a grownup I happened to also add “how might he_be_confronting me” 😜

Nothing worthwhile to talk about me😓🙏( how much i evolved into my own tools and techniques of how i confront)

The first thought of ours( we, I mean 🙏) might be “who is he?”( Profile & biodata related).

Next thought, in most cases would be “how best am I going to ‘defend’ myself from him”( as a society, are we not nurturing mutual mistrust? 😜)

The costly_joke is, an Airhostess keeps her job only by forcing_herself to flash  a plastic _smile on all the strangers boarding a plane. Needless to add, she needs to ‘relax’ first, to defuse the tension built-up by 300+ stubborn smiles, in her uniform 😭🙏

Centuries ago that ‘next thought’, ( owing to the trust levels in those days) might have been “how do I become receptive to any ‘possible’ value addition from him/her?”

If the first thought had said “he is so_and_so, and it's my duty to offer some kind of Value addition to him” then, that other fellow too adjusts oneself accordingly 🙏

I leave it to the readers to use their sense_of Discrimination and visualise the ‘related’ consequences and its ramifications caused due to the repetitive thought processes 🙏( i don't wish to drag the length of this blog too much)

The_joke.

Highly evolved persons( call them as “enlightened” fellows , if you wish🙏), avoid mutual confrontation, unless their joint effort is indispensable, to “add value” to any other/s in the vicinity 🙏.

These guys OBVIATE that ‘first’ thought itself 😜 ( “Who is this?”). They ‘know' merely by looking at the other, everything that is worth_knowing 🙏, and that's what enlightenment is also_about 🤣

Trustedly yours,

psn( 1 June, 2026)

Post Script:   my blogs usually makes/renders a reader to become “defensive” 😭…  I can't help it. 🙏

Manufacturing defect in me 🙏 😜

Any value addition is purely incidental ( etc etc…..like the disclaimer issued by producers of TV serials/ soap_opera)

Procrastination

 Procrastination 

A Concept which is perhaps only a consequence of several concepts and their functionality like, laziness, lethargy, and confidence etc….

Incidentally Bharat is a land which happens to inadvertently nature and nourish this procrastination…..😂 ( probably because this land is highly cultivable abundant in nature and mineral resources which induces a laziness due to the ease of living 😓)

“आज करे सो कल करो,

कल करे सो परसों,

 इतनी भी क्या जल्दी है 

हमें काम करना है बरसों”!!!! (A Humorous parody of a famous proverb, probably coined by a person who was observing very closely the inbuilt laziness in the government employees!)

Story for those who are genuinely King about the moral responsibility of something called parenting. 

( It would be good to narrate the story to the kids when they manifest clear signs of laziness creeping into them before it becomes a trait called procrastination🙏😓. Do add frills necessary to shoot the customised mind set of a kid so that the kid's attention is adequately attracted into the story and the concept there in) 

Here, a  useful proverb was “procrastination is the thief of time” ( “was” I said, because, this adage isn't popular in the WhatsApp University 😜)

Story in brief: 

A mother bird, told it's fledgelings “dear children our nest is in the middle of a field which is the ripe enough for harvesting. Please try to listen to what the farmer is saying about harvesting and tell me in the evening.”

( If harvesting is done at the right time, the tonnage is maximum, by weight, and sale proceeds of grain is best. Any delay causes the seeds or the grains to become a little dry and thereby the weight of the grains reduce while selling. Here,  procrastination causes loss of income. )

Day 1, fledgelings: mom, today the farmer was telling himself” tomorrow I should harvest”

Mom bird : okay we still have time 👍

Day 2

Kids : farmer said “tomorrow I shall ask other farmers to help me in harvesting”

Mom bird : okay we still have time 👍”

Day 3

Kids : farmer said, “others are not cooperating I shall ask my relatives after all they are relatives and should help”

Mom bird : okay we still have time 👍

Day 4

Kids : mom, the farmer murmured: “ can't delay harvesting any longer 🙏😭… tomorrow, i am going to do it MYSELF, come_what_may…. With or without any help from anyone else “

Mom bird : “ okay kids….time to abandon this home of ours! 😂. That farmer now really means “bijness”. I have readied a new nest during the last 3 days 👍

Story over.

Real incident:

I became ‘fond’ of a very close friend. This fondness, is not just because he was good to me or he was helpful to me or any such reason! 

I am fond of honesty. And he was honest to the core. With me especially he was inside and outside same! So I was fond of him. He decided to trust me to the core 🙏

Like anybody else he was also afflicted by the desi bug called procrastination. 

He once summed up my patience and linked it with his procrastination “ dear friend, your tons of patience with me is at once, a double pronged item 😥. A blessing as well as a weapon used by me against myself 🙏.

You keep assisting me with your precious spiritual experience, very patiently, despite my laziness, lethargy and confidence that you_are_always available for me. And my inherent laziness causes me to procrastinate. Someday it is going to be too late for me 😥”

Sadly, he is no more 🙏 

Spiritual bijness:

Procrastination, necessitates rebirth for endless lifetimes till we decide not to delay spiritual business anymore! ( Technically,  rebirths are due to the karmik residues as per the books of accounts of karmaPhalaDatha, an entity incharge of maintenance of cosmic balance, in sync with unfulfilled desires, and negativity of our far_past). 

Hurriedly yours,

psn(31 May, 2026)

A sleeping face

 A sleeping face

The last few thoughts just before sleep overpowers us, gets imprinted on the “face” and is retained, as a muscular response to the nature of our thoughts….  I may be wrong 👍

But, until i know why I am wrong, i continue to hold this, as a postulate only! 😥 ( Not a theory, concept, or a law 😜). 

A kid upto the age of 5, has a charming/pleasing face when we look at a sleeping kid 😜. Peaceful mind. Not an “asking” mind…..that_simple!

A corpse, when we look at the face, we notice that our mind forms an opinion ( died peacefully, struggled during death, was very sorrowful/sad, etc ). Death is a long sleep 🙏

Probably, the ancients looked at the “pattern” of shift in a kids face… the pleasing, calm, peaceful face till the age of 5, begins to turn a ‘little’ grim, stiff, etc more after 2 more years, 7th year. Especially, when that kid falls asleep too quickly, the facial muscles ‘display’ the fatigued brain, incessantly engaged by the endless volley of logical questions required to be processed by the brain 😜. Calories get burn up by the brain. It “seeks” rest!😥. The mind is not ‘exactly’ nodding an okay 👍. And, somewhere, the body being over-taxed, due to the days kid_age activity, decides to “call it a day” 😂.  An inattentive mom might exclaim “hey! This kid slept off even without its dinner! 😳😳”

Spiritual aspect: Watchful elders, evolved into Conscious_use of their ‘sense of Discrimination'....might have thought ‘its time to INITIATE this kid into the skills of how_to_tame a mind!👍’( rituals get a name like ‘upaNayanam’/spare eyes 😜).

The untamed hyper_active mind leaves a tell_tale evidence, in several ways! Sleeping face is the easiest one to recognise 🙏. Last few thoughts ‘freeze’ the muscles of the face, when sleep applies a brake to the brain's activity.  Only when a brain is well rested, it responds to the mind, and we find it as a ‘dream’ ! The intermediate stage, is called by the medical science as ‘REM’/ Rapid_eye_movement–not adequate enough to merit a name called ‘a dream ‘!

( Somehow, i got into a fanciful habit of ‘observing’ faces of humans at_rest 😥🙏… dead and alive, both… babies, kids, teenagers, youth, adults, oldies and all 😂… i allowed this observation to take its own time, to snowball into a postulate!  This blog, as they say ‘my $ 0.02 worth’ contribution to the brilliant ones around me 🙏)

Fuzzily yours,

psn(31 May, 2026)

Bed-bugs versus cosmic laws

 Bed bugs versus cosmic laws 

31 May, 2026

Such a war, like the Mahabharata ( millions of lives lost).....

We have the 'freedom' to be stubborn that it is NOT a natural calamity 🙏 ( and majority opinion is a law, if we like).

Cosmic laws, cosmic 'balance' ( or, the controversial word, "Sanatan Dharma ")... doesn't WAIT for our opinion or concurrence 😜

Dinosaur perished on its own, due to Overpopulation ( easier for 'me' at least to understand 😓)

( What i could NEVER understand or explain to 'myself only'---- others don't bother👍....

Over the years, bed-bugs became too overpopulated at the large house of my paternal aunt. Visitors, CEASED to come incrementally, and in stages😜😜😜

First no one or very rarely someone, stayed Overnight 🤣. खटमल/bedbugs come out at night😜

Then, sitting on wooden furniture was 'risky' .... they started 'tolerating' shaded/reflected daylight a 'bit'+ for 'a while' to draw blood👍. Their survival and basically, the nutrients for 'propagation of species'. 

The big 'blunder' done by 9 kids was....they crush a bug, when sighted😓. The human blood spills out of them, when crushed. The dried blood on the walls occupied more_and_,more 'pixels' on each wall 😜. It became a godown of surplus 'food' though dried blood🙏... 

I stayed a week, when bug_population had 'peaked' 😂

On my next visit, I missed those bugs!!!😳. I quizzed my cousins. Very excitedly they said "Suddenly, they became extinct !!!!".  They couldn't explain "how?”  or " Why?"...

At north, during my stay(1976), bugs too walked into my single room with me, after a late night movie in a dirty theatre 😓

I too crushed the few i sighted. They multiplied! MERCIFULLY, a local friend advised "dont crush! Spilled blood is a catalyst!".... He couldn't add "then, what else to do?"...

I tried & tried. Even placing the wooden cot under hot sun couldn't entirely vanquish the nuisance 😂, though, population control was a success. The tiny gaps between joints was 'dark shelter' for these blood_suckers😂

For a tiny fraction of a milli_second, my personal intellect functioned😥😥😥. I decided to 'try' drowning them in 5 ml of coconut oil👍. Very cost_effective😜. Economically Feasible, and practically Viable.

A month, to catch and dip each fellow in oil. It worked. 

Then, i used burnt_oil to be applied between joints, before keeping the wooden cot under sun. Oil flushes them out of hiding place. Sunlight 'terminates' their life!!! 

And thus, my small single rented_room turned bug_free 🤣🙏

Many lessons as concepts, i gained 🙏)

A spiritual bug, yours, 

psn (31 may, 2026)