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Friday, August 28, 2026

Avoiding arguments

 Avoiding arguments


Peace is sought today only thus ๐Ÿ˜œ.


The tragedy is, this tendency to ‘avoid’ argument with ‘others’, takes us far_away from peace than the open_argument itself ๐Ÿ˜œ 


Who benefits?

1)more ‘business’ for psychiatrist. 

2) Easier marketing for fake products/ideas/ideology/misinterpreted-toolkits …. ( “who are you to tell me what I should do???๐Ÿ˜ก” —type of attitude)


Side effects?

1). Mental pressure ( unresolved conflicting information, thoughts, etc within. )

2). Decline of ‘sense of Discrimination’ ( like an iron getting rusted due to dis-use ๐Ÿ˜œ.) 

3). Vulnerability of being exploited due to dis_abled discriminatory sense ๐Ÿ˜œ

4) shrinking scope for parenting ๐Ÿ˜ญ



Peace?

I had a hearty laugh ( silently within ๐Ÿ™), when a teacher spelt it out so_clearly in a spiritual program i attended during 1992 ๐Ÿ™‚. He said “ today, peace is the most sought after thing, as if it is the ULTIMATE goal of life. Whereas, peace is the most basic thing, only then something else is possible for a human” ( He gave simple examples like “an animal is utterly peaceful, when well fed! Whereas, our peace is seldom about our basic needs like food, shelter and clothing”).



A human mind cannot avoid ‘arguments’. The very nature of thought process is to judge. ๐Ÿคฃ. Every thought is a conclusion of some kind ๐Ÿ™, a judgement (please test_check it ๐Ÿ˜“). And, we know….a court cannot ‘function’ at all if ‘arguments’ are dis_allowed๐Ÿคฃ. A ‘healthy' argument is termed as a debate, discussion, exchange of ideas etc .


I felt persuaded to write this blog simply because, I bumped into a beautiful idea from a youngster “ argument should be to test oneself about how firm we are in our own opinion?” ( The words, if i were to acknowledge ‘credits’ of copyright was “about

convincing yourself how strongly you actually feel

about your own argument.”).  This attitude helps us to keep all the negativities about arguments away๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘.   Not as_easy_as it sounds ๐Ÿ˜œ. Ancient guys of Bharat evolved a whole science to make it healthy and edible. TharkaShastra เคคเคฐ्เค• เคถाเคธ्เคค्เคฐ…. Unfortunately, the designers of syllabus in our modern educational institutions seem averse to including this in the curriculum. Only ‘logic’ makes a passing reference. “Real + genuine” scientists evolve into ETHICAL arguments, though only within the confines of their area of scientific exploration, not necessarily as their_own personal quality ๐Ÿ˜œ.


Spiritual bijness, I noticed from my own personal experience, to be nurturing and nourishing the ability to be honest_in_arguments, as an incidental byproduct ๐Ÿ™. The main product being expansion of our inclusiveness ๐Ÿ˜œ.


Instead of bluntly saying “do not argue with fools”, Manusmriti coined it into a verse ( chapter 2, verse 110). It translates roughly as ( CopyPaste from Google search)

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“Manusmriti Chapter 2, Verse 110 states that one should not give unsolicited instruction or answer improper questions, and a wise person should act like a dull or simple person in society even when they know the truth”. UnQuote 

( Very rare to find a ‘response' in WhatsApp to the tons of CopyPaste we dump๐Ÿ˜œ.  My blogs, I am used to the feel of ‘speaking to a Wall’ ๐Ÿคฃ).

Argumentably yours, psn(28 Aug, 2026)



Tuesday, August 25, 2026

Learning at subtle levels

 Learning at subtle levels 


I heard a ‘story' about some fellow called ‘Totaka’ (totakaAshtakam verse fame, maybe ๐Ÿ˜“).

Aadi shankara asked his students to assemble for an important lesson.

Disciples sat in the classroom, collecting all the attentiveness they could gather in them๐Ÿ™.

The teacher is not getting_started ๐Ÿ˜ณ ( students wondering “what's holding him now?”). Restlessness growing by each moment ๐Ÿ˜œ

The ‘minds’ of the students ‘started’ trying to imagine the ‘reasons' for delay in the teachers bla_bla ! ( What happened to the ‘quality' of attentiveness of a ‘still’ mind? ๐Ÿ˜œ)

Teacher looked out of the window. Students followed the ‘track’ of the teacher’s glance. And one student even remarked ‘Oh, it's totaka. He is a dull boy, not worth being called a student, since he is incapable of being ‘studious’... teacher, please ignore him, lets get started ๐Ÿ‘”

Aadi shankara didn't shift his side_glance from totaka, who was picking flowers( a menial ‘task’, meant for the dullest disciple ๐Ÿคฃ)

Suddenly, totaka started ‘blurting’ out a poetic song ( now famous as his_ashtakam, 8 stanzas) and entered the classroom to prostrate before his Guru.

Aadi shankara: “ lesson over, you all may disperse for the day๐Ÿ‘”

All other students: ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ


An interesting story ๐Ÿ‘

But, doesn't mean a damn thing to_me ๐Ÿ˜ก


My turn to learn ( I mean, my experience).

1974 

A renowned saint Janardhan swami, himself corrected my postures during an Yoga-class( weeks long class 4:30 to 7 am).

I happened to be the best among a hundred beginners, as per the volunteers who confided the opinion of the teacher. ( “Maybe” i told myself, since I knew, i had inherited a flexible body from my mom๐Ÿ˜‚). I didn't bother to get that ‘certificate’ which would make me a govt. Certified trainer. 


1992

Again a Yoga class ๐Ÿ˜œ

This time, the scenario nudged me to tell myself “ hey! What kind of a teacher is this???๐Ÿ˜ก”.  

He is reclining on a carpet on the stage, with his head supported by his palm bent at his elbow?? He is ‘enjoying’ some soft instrumental music! He merely utters “come on, lets do it now” ( for each new posture when a volunteer finished his demo).

Where is his_teaching????

Luckily, I didn't hang on to  this thought ๐Ÿ™. It passed by unresponded by me(my brain, intellect or whatever ๐Ÿ˜ฅ)

I focused on my_job๐Ÿ‘. Getting into the right posture as best as I can ๐Ÿ˜‚


½ day passed.

Still 2½ days more to go!(Residential program…. The main ‘trick’ was to  impose dietic ‘lab’ conditions perhaps, I deduced ๐Ÿ˜“)

Post lunch session, I was going through the physical motions of my body, as_told ๐Ÿ‘. Eyes closed, so the focus had_to_be within.

Suddenly, a ‘totaka moment’ ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ. The ‘scale’ might be only a fraction of 1% ( 0.0001 %) but for sure, it happened ๐Ÿ˜ณ 

The movement of arms and legs etc, the breath in sync with the movement, and the different organs, limbs, nerves, muscles, tendons, ligament….etc…whatever —-- all of them felt like ‘got Fused’ ๐Ÿ˜ฅ, and me con_Fused at this strange experience. And then, a strange ‘flow’ within ๐Ÿ˜ณ. I can use a word known to us ‘mild current ‘ to describe it ๐Ÿ™. Not an apt description ๐Ÿ˜ญ.  We know of only a ‘jerk’ caused by an electric current, not exactly its ‘flow’ ๐Ÿ˜“. But we are told, current flows through the wires. So, I can use the expression ‘flow of energy’ in me ๐Ÿ™ 


The ‘joke’ was…. I was exempted from ‘suffering’ the muscle/nerves/body fatigue of going through the ‘acrobatics’ of some 30+ asana postures for 2½ days, morning to evening ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ. ( My body felt normal, as if I was only watching others do it. Something I couldn't ‘explain’ to even_myself, to this day๐Ÿซช. Where did the ‘tiredness/fatigue’ go???)


( We were ‘supposed’ to practice the entire set in 2 parts, each on alternate days, for 41 days, as a body_preparation for another 7 days residential program.  Since I was exempted from the physical tiredness of doing it, I did both the sets twice daily ๐Ÿ˜œ. Kids playing for the whole day, hectic moment of their body, don't experience any fatigue ๐Ÿ˜œ. They are ‘lost’ into the joy of playing together. Something like that, maybe ๐Ÿค”.  I did meet a rare few friends, in whom alcohol doesn't cause any unsteadiness, mentally or physically. ๐Ÿ˜œ. Asanas decided to exempt me from its side_effects๐Ÿ‘. Dunno,  if I reasoned it right. Some_bloody_logic to quieten my mind ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ™).



Anyway yours,

psn(25 Aug 2026)

Monday, August 24, 2026

A cursed priest

 A cursed priest


Yes๐Ÿ˜€

I did meet one such fellow ๐Ÿ‘


He was not cursed by any ‘entity’( real, fictitious or virtual ‘person’). His job was the curse. Zero salary ๐Ÿ˜ญ ( he even refused the ₹10, I could afford to offer to him ๐Ÿ™).


That temple was not for ‘public’. It was for the King who resided in the fort, and needed the blessings ( energy) from that ‘differently Enabled’( uniquely consecrated) deity, a Devi ๐Ÿ™. The king is gone, and the fort is dilapidated.  But the descendants of the priests COULD NOT forsake the tiny deity installed on the hill_side of the path to reach the fort atop the hill ๐Ÿ˜ญ. One has to crouch and can only sit inside the tiny temple ๐Ÿ˜“. Almost inconspicous entrance & space. ( But DAMN POWERFUL ๐Ÿ˜ฅ, as i personally experienced it somewhere in 1976. I ‘love’ visiting desolate temples, mostly plundered by the invaders, and therefore discarded by people around. The deities by themselves have no ‘issues' with the lack of patronage ๐Ÿ˜œ)



Entertainment value of the story ( zero value addition to a reader, here onwards ๐Ÿ™)...

We 3( me & 2 colleagues, decided to visit a ‘famous’ Devi temple, a hundred plus miles away from our workplace, on a non_working day. This devi was said to be the elder sister of our local Devi near our  workplace (makes sense, to ‘appease’ the elder sister ๐Ÿ‘. That was the ‘logic' ๐Ÿ˜œ)

After the ‘darshan’ my 2 colleagues were in a great hurry to return ( like a soldier eager to reach home after the ‘battle’ is over). My mind_set was a nuisance to them, especially on ‘outings’ like this. But they both loved me too dearly and unconditionally ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ™, much to their disadvantage. I was unhurried in my mind, for no purpose, and yet razor alert, at the ‘new’ place.  Alertness comes with problems along ๐Ÿ˜œ. I ‘felt’ drawn towards a steep hill seen at a distance from the road we were walking on, to the bus station.

“That hill…. I want to climb on “, I announced firmly. Those 2 said “go to hell…we don't care! We are off to catch a bus back home ๐Ÿ‘”

I started walking towards the hill… no path way, no ‘steps’ visible. Just a stone wall broken at a place, enough to obviate a jump over it ๐Ÿ˜œ.  Helplessly, and unwilling to leave me alone they followed me. The climb on the hill was arduous. I needed 4 limbs in a few places ๐Ÿ˜œ. ( The scoldings & abuses intensified during the use of 4 limbs to climb, from my co_adventurers)

Once we crossed the broken wall of that fort, we sighted a priest( his attire, a deep red dhoti, and a red vermillion mark on his forehead indicated that he is a priest). Then it occurred to me to “look” at where the hell did he spring forth from???๐Ÿค”.

The tiny hole behind him, dark and scary. I glanced “ zooming in”. A tiny lamp with only its ‘flame’ visible….not illuminating anything around ๐Ÿ˜œ.

That priest vigorously waving his arm yelled at us to go away/back. 

Old ruins๐Ÿ‘. No man's land! I stood firm. A few more times he repeated to us to get_lost. I didn't budge. Then I asked him “you creeped out of that tiny cave, and there is a lamp in there. What's it?”

Priest “nothing concerning you. Go away. It's just a tiny old idol there”

I pulled out my thread( cast around my shoulder a decade ago, being a descendant of traditional beggars by Lineage ๐Ÿ‘) and showed it to him saying “ I guess, I ain't gonna be a problem, if I take a look inside”.

He conceded “but be quick. I am going to my home for food”

I crept in, needed 2 minutes for my eyes to get adjusted to the darkness. Nothing around, except the tiny idol and an earthen lamp. Not even a single ‘customary’ flower. Sat crosslegged for about 10 to 15 minutes,  eyes closed, stone still. Soaked in the aura/energy/whatever. I felt exceptionally ‘lucky’ for no logical reason ๐Ÿ˜œ.

Stepped out.

Priest and my 2 colleagues were at the edge of their patience ๐Ÿ˜‚

Lavishly apologised to the 3.

Sitting in the bus, mind vacant reasonably, one colleague asked “how did you know??”

I had a “socially acceptable dialogue” to reply to such_a_koschan : “ gut feeling”( the organ gut, by itself, is not known to have generated any ‘feelings’ on its own ๐Ÿ˜‚. Yet peepals do_not ‘question’ this dialogue ๐Ÿ‘).


A bit about the ‘curse’ on that priest : The very nature of consecration of that idol rendered the lineage of priests ‘hooked’ on to that deity, perpetually, to propitiate, and ‘contain’ the energy therein. An exception was when a king was required to ‘face’ an attack and a battle was inevitable. The king's sword was placed at the feet of the deity, anointed with the ‘holy’ smear on the deity, and then the vermillion applied on the king's forehead, before the priest hands over the energized sword into the king's hands๐Ÿ™. No ‘scope’ to undo the consecration or relocate the deity(in a way a  curse ). 

( It is therefore, that an aam Aadmi has nothing to do with this_deity, uniquely consecrated ๐Ÿ™).  I don't know what the deities' energy did with ‘me’๐Ÿ˜ณ. I asked for ‘trouble', not heeding to the repeated warnings of that priest๐Ÿ˜ญ. But that's my personal problem ๐Ÿ˜œ


( I never thought hitherto, that I would ever mention it as a 'blog'. )

Cursed to be yours,

psn(24 Aug, 2026)



Read + forget ๐Ÿ™

( ๐Ÿ˜ญ เค•เคฎ เคธे เค•เคฎ เคฌोเคฎ्เคฎเคจ เคฒोเค—ों เค•ु, เคฎाเคฒूเคฎ เคนोเคจा เคšाเคนिเค --- Propitiation ( เคตैเคฆिเค• เคนै, normal) Invocation ( เคฒौเค•िเค• เคนै , situation based) เคฎंเคค्เคฐ เคฎें เคซ़เคฐ्เค• เคชेंเคฆा เคนै ๐Ÿ˜œ)

Sunday, August 23, 2026

Concept formation as a routine bijness

 Concept formation as a routine bijness 



๐Ÿ˜œ


Yep!

Sky is the limit, if we decide upon what we want to do with our processor called “brain” an organ.


I googled “concept of concepts”

It said “A concept of concepts is a meta-idea. It is the study of what mental building blocks are, how our minds sort things into groups, and how we use abstract thoughts to understand reality. It looks at the nature of meaning itself.”


Okay…. I felt. Madam Ayn Rand did much better in her awesome & monumental work in a book “Objectivist Epistemology” ๐Ÿ™



My spiritual journey allows me to grasp Ayn Rand’s words better ๐Ÿ˜œ


Abstract ideas need a sophisticated set of tools to handle .



I tried to experiment with my brain, trying to make concept formation as an ongoing process, ( in real-time, a popular phrase among computer wizards๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ™). 

It's a brain's job. But it needs ‘data-input’ ! 


Just as our stomach needs pre-processed food ( chewed, and mixed with saliva, etc), when it comes to conceptualization of abstract data, a mind has to co-operate at its very best with the intellect ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Usually the ‘mischievous’ fellow in our mind cooperates ONLY like a mischief_specialist in a classroom of kids keeping quiet during the presence of a teacher, who is a known_terror among her students ๐Ÿ˜“.  


Meditative practices are good tools to hasten the process of automating concept formation in our brains.  


A.I. research guys ‘might’ be ‘slightly’ inclined to re-look at what I am (only)‘trying’ to say ๐Ÿคฃ. They use cameras mounted on factory labourers head,  to ‘capture’ each tiny movement of the human limbs engaged in a complex set of movements during processing of a product. This data helps to design a Robot enabled with Artificial intelligence ๐Ÿ™.  Still, they are yet to grab the data generated by a human brain, after it was processed under the direct_supervision of human_intellect, and a cooperative mind ๐Ÿ™ 



๐Ÿ™ I did as_best_as I could ๐Ÿ˜ฅ.

I am not competent scientifically to request any attention to the foregoing. My only consolation is that my blogs do not attract good attention. Mostly it is of entertainment value. And zero side_effects till now, from any reader ๐Ÿ˜œ ( comments are impoverished in number ๐Ÿ˜‚).

This time, I felt hesitant due to the thoughts like "Ain't it too premature to articulate my fuzzy experiences, though of great spiritual significance?”( Like, i tripped on a live_wire, when I ended up messing with tender neem leaves during brahmaMuhurat, feeding it to ‘unsuspecting’ victims, and getting results that matched with a mention of it in ASHTANGA, ayurveda book scripted thousands of years ago…  an eminent physician confirmed it ๐Ÿ™)



Conceptually yours,

psn(23 Aug 2026)

Emotions enriched words

 Emotions enriched words


Emotions don't ‘need' words .



But nothing should prevent us from humbly using certain words ( of address) as powerful tools/instruments, to invoke/reLive the emotions that got attached to those precious emotions of kid age, when those emotions were pristine, pure and genuine ๐Ÿ‘



I am a ‘bit’ fortunate, in having a few of my school classmates still in touch with me ๐Ÿ˜œ



I wrote to them, my views.


Quote:

[23/08, 7:07 am] PSN: Very very few among 70+

can "afford" addressing each other ( kid age friends) in the same style " เค…เคฌे, เคธाเคฒे, เคนौเคฒा, เคนौ เคฌाเคช" etc। ๐Ÿ˜œ



It's not just about the 'words'.   Words are mere tools/instruments to dig_out our childhood เค•ा innocence ๐Ÿ™ ( no frills, adornments, embellishments needed.   Inside-outside same!  Pristine emotional bonds ๐Ÿ™.  เคœेเคฌ เคฎें เคเค• เค–เฅœเค•ू เคจเคนीं เคนै ๐Ÿ˜œ, to even 'think' of appeasement ๐Ÿคฃ)



Formal words have become more about 'appeasement' rather than a genuine heart_felt REVERENCE for the other( for the well deserved honour in the other ๐Ÿ˜“)



[23/08, 7:28 am] PSN: We "associate" a few emotional experiences with the words we happened to use during the occasion ( and the frequently used words especially).


Emotions, by themselves, are non_verbal. ( Beyond a point, we struggle for words, when overwhelmed ๐Ÿ˜ญ).


Then why 'deny' ourselves those words?


( A classic example of deep pain struggling with deep affection of a father :  mughal_e_azam....  Prithviraj Kapoor shouts to Dilip Kumar " เคถेเค–ू ๐Ÿ˜ก" when Dilip is adamant about a "เคฒौเคฃ्เคกी"/heroine ๐Ÿคฃ)




เฅ›เคฐा เคธोเคš ( to my friend, i wrote)...

You are ½ asleep (not alert).


You hear someone uttering "Guroo"(my friend's pet name, used by his parents ).

You wake up with a 'start'( startled wala) ๐Ÿ˜‚


The voice , tone and texture felt like a xerox copy of your dear dad/mom calling you! 

In a milli_second, you experience a very deep emotion related to your affection for your parent๐Ÿ™.

( We 'recover' from it next moment ๐Ÿ‘. We realise it's a false alarm ๐Ÿ˜‚).


UnQuote 


No psychiatrist can ‘match’ the effect of those magical words, to revive certain emotions which can be like a tonic/elixir for our mental health ๐Ÿ˜‚


Even great surgeons request that ‘close’ relative to come into the operation theatre and try whispering those magical words into the ears of the patient, who is not responding to ‘life’, post_surgery ๐Ÿ˜œ



A thousand odd names of Gods, not counting the names of Gurus, in our irreligious Hinduism, unscientific???? (Ask those who got ‘initiated’ into a ‘mantra’, about what it does? ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™).



NonVerbally yours,

psn(23 Aug, 2026)

Saturday, August 22, 2026

Responsibility Versus responseAbility

 Responsibility Versus responseAbility


Responsibility is more about "accountability” 

A sense of responsibility is ABSOLUTELY necessary to ensure orderliness when we live as_a_society.


Law has lots of limitations in enforcing accountability.  Certain qualities like ‘civic sense’ , sincerity, honesty, nationalism , patriotism, etc cannot be harnessed into legal framework.


ResponseAbility ?

Our ‘ability' to respond to a situation ๐Ÿ˜œ

Before the very first earthen dam was conceived, there was no Law to hold the ruler/administration accountable for lives lost due to monsoon_flooding anywhere. Somebody felt his Ability can respond even to a natural calamity.  ๐Ÿ˜‚ He might have used a crude expression like”I will stop this water” . Obviously, the people around would have laughed mockingly and said “You, a pint sized human, going to stop this mighty river???”. He 'conceived’ an earthen dam . Whether he completed the dam or his students/followers/descendants, we now have the “Ability to respond” to a flood.



Once we happen to turn to peep into our abilities and potential…… ๐Ÿ˜œ

Exploration on the outside of us is driven by a very different kind of fuel ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™


( Even as a stupid bank clerk, surrounded by numerous limitations imposed, my response to the situations drove me towards quite a few unprecedented and non_conventional ways of solving the problems. These problems were hitherto viewed as ‘helpless’ ones.)


Then came a ‘turning’ point ๐Ÿ˜œ

Spiritual seeking got wings ( ancient spiritual tools) to fly a few micro_millimetres above the grounding by the nature's default gifts of Sensory levels of perception ๐Ÿ™. The spirit was granted a chance to have a ‘say’ about its abilities ๐Ÿ˜‚. The responseAbility now started using a different dimension itself ๐Ÿ˜ฅ. ( I did use the courage of that ancient fellow who turned a deaf ear to mockery of his declaration “I will stop this water”. This time, I don't even need to announce anything. Nothing changes at the gross levels during the process of erecting an earthen_dam. And, the onlookers armed with only their sensory levels of perception are not going to even notice the ‘source’ of mischief ๐Ÿ˜‚. I am blessed to exist like a nondescript non_entity/ เคจाเคšीเคœ़ ๐Ÿ™)


I love to be surrounded by people who are interested in tapping their responseAibility. ( The NEED even, for the Laws to fix “accountability”  is inversely proportional to the societies ability to tap the responseAbility within ๐Ÿ™.  A historical fact in Bharat ๐Ÿ™.  เคฌเคนिเคท्เค•ाเคฐ, banishment was enough to replace the 107+ odd laws of India, which became applicable in JK after abrogation of article 370 of the Indian constitution ๐Ÿ™‚).  Since spiritual bijness used to flourish in Bharat until a thousand years ago, the tapping of response_Abilities within was merely an incidental byproduct ๐Ÿ˜ญ, not even a purpose. GDP of 42% didn't need a noteworthy ‘mention’. Prosperity was a by-product of spirituality!



ResponseAbly yours,

psn(22 Aug, 2026)



Humor: One day, I noticed the lady who collects garbage at our streets, struggling to push the heavily laden pushcart, and quite helplessly her eardrums receiving the irritating squeal of the wheels protesting the push.

I asked her “ gimme a minute” 

I picked a nut fastener, and an oil-can of lubricant. Reduced the wobble of wheels tightening the check_nut, and liberally oiled the four wheels. To test myself, I dragged the pushcart backwards, much to her surprise๐Ÿ˜‚. Then I asked her to push it as usual. Reaching my gate she asked “how do I thank you?”

I said “damn easy and simple. Just don't tell this to anybody around ๐Ÿ™. Others won't be able to 'comment’ anything ๐Ÿ˜œ” She nodded.

The joke is, she dumps a tiny smile at my spouse, in return for the garbage dumped into her cart. I explained to my spouse “the safety valve of the pressure of not_telling others is the reason for her smile. The valve releases a little pressure at the source”. 

Tuesday, August 18, 2026

Sponsoring Laziness

 Sponsoring Laziness


Laziness, by itself is a fuzzy concept ๐Ÿ˜‚

( “Am I being lazy, or am I merely CONSERVING my energy sensibly?” an easy example of our common confusion ๐Ÿ˜œ)


Laziness, at physical levels, a doctor knows and he gives a prescription in_writing “minimum 2 kms of mourning_walk daily ๐Ÿ‘”... And we mourn with a long face each morning, with unprecedented CARE, of never exceeding the ‘dosage’.


Mind's laziness might have just one indirect_advantage ๐Ÿ˜œ. Unlikely to need a mental health home ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ‘.

Intellect is choicelessly waiting to manifest its hyper_activity being naturally_insulated ( like ‘light’ which had never even seen a darkness Ever!!! ). Ever ‘sighted’ laziness in a kid upto its first year of age???( Mind is yet to form+firmUp ๐Ÿ™…. A teacher in USA, very recently advised a desi parent that his 6 year old kid might need a psychiatrist’s counselling for what she guessed a “hyperactivity syndrome”! She was very ‘sincere’, no doubt ๐Ÿ‘. And logically, anything unusual in a kid, needs ‘medical’ attention ๐Ÿ™.  I happened to know this particular kid, and hence I cited my own example of how my elders were harrassed by my hyperActivity till the age of 6 ๐Ÿ˜œ.  A rare instance where the mind was underfed with toxic_ideas from elders around ๐Ÿ˜œ)


“The Fox who lost his tail” ( a story of my English text, in my 4th class ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ).  Personification by the author, gave me an idea of how others around can ‘feed’ negativity in me ๐Ÿ™.  This fox manufactured a whole “tool-kit” to brain-wash other young foxes around to ‘get rid of their unproductive attachment’ called ‘tail’ and become free!!! A wise old fox advises the mis_guided young foxes “don't be misled by this cunning fox, who is seeing a majority to avoid being an isolated embarrassment among others” .

Since the story raised too many other questions in me( i didn't have the courage to articulate it to my teachers/elders around), i had_to tolerate the memory of this story in my mind and it kept popping up every time my intellect popped up accidentally ๐Ÿ˜œ. Now, this story is a precious antique item in my memory ๐Ÿ˜œ. It doesn't trouble me๐Ÿ™. This story served as a unique tool to untie knotty questions in spirituality for_me! Rigors of logic transcended by very subtle aspects of nature's design ๐Ÿ™



I am leaving the ‘solution’ for mind_sponsored laziness, as well as ‘tool-kit’ caused revolts, for the readers to figure it out by themselves ๐Ÿ™. ( I am a bit busy with practice of verse 110, of chapter-2 in ManuSmriti ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ™. Something i have been dodging for some 5 decades ๐Ÿ˜“. I need to imbibe it soon, with time running out for me at 70+ ๐Ÿ˜ž now!)



Unnecessarily yours,

psn(18 Aug, 2026)



A self_teaser ๐Ÿ™:  Can a lazy mind think of such “silly koschans, & silly doubts” as my two blogs, which have proved to be utterly harmless till date?( No reader is affected in any way by those 2 blogs๐Ÿ˜œ… positively or otherwise ๐Ÿ‘)

Monday, August 17, 2026

Looking out for Intellect.

 Looking out for Intellect.


Don't worry, this is not a ‘heavy dose blog’ ๐Ÿ™



Intellect is quite valuable, we can't deny.

Just that, our schools didn't plan a structured design to ‘tap’ it ( post independence, after 1947).


But that didn't stop a ‘rare few teachers’ in my school from tapping it in their students. The “syllabus” offered very little scope for students to try_using their intellect. Most of it was at testing a single skill “Who is good at mugging the text and vomiting it coherently in the answer papers?”( Best marks for the kid best at it).



Look at Algebra ๐Ÿ˜‚

If a question paper contains an out of text_book problem to solve, the outcry is “it's out of syllabus”( syllabus and textbook_data are different ๐Ÿ™).

Anyway, I am tempted to cite an example from my experience as an average student (aiming always a “pass marks” only๐Ÿ™.). My dad required me to pass, not score high. It suited me too well, because my basic pull was towards only non-materialistic aspect of ‘life’( spirituality). Scoring was a time and labour consuming bijness in the rat_race for by_heart+vomit in the exams๐Ÿ˜ญ


My algebra teacher, writing two equations in algebra on the blackboard, asked “can anyone suggest how to solve?”(Simultaneous equations….the chapter name๐Ÿ™, for readers to say “sounds having heard somewhere”)


Nobody stood up (meaning, we stand up only if we know what to respond_with).

The teacher was disappointed. 

I normally sit quietly ( I don't encroach into the privilege of scorers).

I stood up in slow_motion ๐Ÿ˜“

“Yes?” said the teacher ( it means “speak”)

I offered ( something like “dividing through out by “x”.... Adding x² to both sides, etc. Actually, a bigger one, but I don't want to make it an algebraic blog here๐Ÿ˜‚). 

In essence, I simply ‘neutralized’ one set of variables in one equation, to bring it closer to the other one first…

Etc


It clicked ๐Ÿ˜œ

Emotions overpowered the teacher that day๐Ÿซช. ( A sudden transition from disappointment to joy, seeing one “intellect” awake among 50 heads! I didn't know all this at that age. I thought of a “commonly used word” we used,.... “FLUKE” ๐Ÿ™).

The encouragement from the teacher stayed to keep inspiring me till now ๐Ÿ™.  I thought at that time “hey! There's scope to use ‘own ideas’!!! “ ๐Ÿ˜‚. Otherwise, it was “stick to the text book only”. 


Back at home, I started searching for an answer to “why did it have to be only_me?” . I found an answer, only over decades ๐Ÿ˜ญ. I am a tough nut , when it comes to approving myself ๐Ÿ™. Otherwise, the answer was damn simple ๐Ÿ‘. 


Real life situations offer us a chance to tap our intellect routinely ๐Ÿ™.  We need to be aware that we have a “choice” , about using it.  


Only when I focused more on my private & personal bijness ( spirituality), i discovered that I am choiceless about using intellect ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Desi spirituality is merciless ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜“. Keep practicing the tools, and you just perfect at the practices, nothing to do with spiritual progress๐Ÿ˜ฅ. Anyway, I thought it's time I turn vulnerable to critics๐Ÿ˜œ. I welcome critics with all the humility possible in me๐Ÿ‘. My response is guaranteed to be proportional to the intensity of involvement ๐Ÿ™



Normally yours,

psn(17 Aug 2026)



Tailpiece: a popular joke : the problem with telling a good joke is….it reminds the other fellow of a dull one๐Ÿ˜“

Only a tamed mind can just “shut up and listen”.... The intellect can pop-up too ๐Ÿ˜œ