Fun things to do at home........

I was again getting bored at home but wait my mind told me to do something which I have never tried out before. Some stupid things and some ugly stuff (don’t misunderstand me). Well my brain started charging with thoughts how to make this stay at home fun filled and thus I came with following points about how to make your vacations awesome:


 > Get up early in the morning around 3:30 am. Now make tea for your siblings and wake them up. If   they resist call them lazy and pour a bucket of water on them.

>Paint the faces of your house mates in a weird way. Take pictures and enjoy.

>Cry out loud abusing one of your classmate.

> On a loud music, dance weirdly to irritate your neighbors. If they ask you to stop, make excuse that you are doing your daily yoga which includes loud sound reception to clean ears.

>If you have a pet, dress him and do a makeover. Cut their hairs in a different way. If you have a cat, try   cutting her whiskers.

>Play blues or opera loud. Tell you are sad about your last hairstyle and lost hairs.

> Dress up like a superhero! Put your underwear on your pants and take a towel and tie it around your neck like a cape. Now run around your house as if you are on a rescue mission, like you are going to rescue the ice-cream in the fridge or something. You can also leave your hair open, put a table fan near the edge of your bed, lie on the bed and pretend you are flying.

>Stare at your mom, keep staring. When she gets irritated, laugh out loud. Try with different people.

>Open social networking sites, for example facebook. It is the time to spam walls and inbox of your friends.

>Text random/unknown numbers, saying you miss him/her very much. Reply them in serious way.

>Collect some money buy/cook a wonderful meal for your siblings and parents. You may give them some gifts as well.

>Try reading newspaper upside down. Tell your parents this is a new way of memory enhancement.

>Take a 15cms scale now start measuring length and breadth of your house.

>Yell out loud to God. Groan, act confused when people ask if you are OK.

>Switch ON discovery channel. Mute the channel, now laugh. This will irritate your siblings and then you start fight for remote.

>Dial customer care numbers from the back of cereal box or other products. Ask them random questions.

> Get an astrology book and read out loud horoscopes for each family members zodiac sign. Now keep calling them at random hours, asking them to be careful.

>Pretend you are sick, ask for some junk food. Next day show them how eating a burger makes you healthy.

>Ask oldies about their experience with the life. Believe me they have great stories to share.

>Try eating without hands.

>Go to a random restaurant. Order some costly dishes, eat a little. Now pretend like you have been poisoned.

>Don’t have a pet? No problem. Take a cardboard box, draw eyes, ears, etc. and decorate it. Now tie a string to it and roam in a nearby park. Make people think that higher education is making you crazy.

>Go out in a park and greet strangers. If they ask your identity, make sad face and leave. Make them crazy for rest of the day.

>Well this one is bit risky. Ask your parents embarrassing questions.

> Don’t speak to anyone whole day. When asked, make faces like you are mad at him/her.

My mind is blabbering out more but its already 25 points up here, and I don’t want to make you feel bored.

Being at home is the most wonderful time when semester ends, lots of love and care from parents and my sister. Well enjoy your stay at home and happy vacations.

Please share your fun ideas to make home stay more wonderful.
 

Mess up with Mess

Mess according to dictionary means ‘dirty and untidy state of condition’ or ‘a confused and problematic situation’.  That is all good but the problem starts when your hostel committee takes this meaning quite sincerely and make a commitment to follow the exact definition. It means a lot to me what is being served in my plate when I am in full mood of giving some time for my most favorite hobby ‘eating’. For some people like me, chewing is the only exercise we perform with a heart full of dedication towards it.

I remember the first day of my college when my father and I went to mess first time. Well that day itself I decided to avoid coming at this SACRED place. All of you already know the condition of mess food so let us don’t waste our time with that and start with the points HOW TO MESS WITH MESS?

>If you don’t like an item getting served more often in a week. Start gossiping around how eating this item so much causes IMPOTENCY.

>Take T-shirts with you, if some item is limited (good items are always limited) change the Tee and get it again.

>Always talk loud in mess, try catching attention of people. Now start bitching about mess manager.

>Eat too much outside, get a stomach upset. Now blame mess food to be the reason.

>Take your pet/stray animal inside the mess. If somebody opposes threaten them that you will call PETA people.

>Take a cockroach or iron nail with you. Suddenly while taking food start shouting that you found it in the food.

>Throw plates here and there and make noise. Tell them this is sound therapy, which helps in increasing your appetite.

>Take an erotic sound track and play it loud (nobody will come this time to oppose you :P).

>Spread a rumor that cook doesn’t wash his hand after using toilet. Try making a fake video.

>Take a friend from other campus, make him act like a food and health officer. Try making money by throwing fines on mess manager.

>Call for a Mass Mess Bunk.

>Buy some rotten tomatoes and eggs from outside, go secretly in the store room and take pictures like they were there only. Post these pictures on notice board and copy to director.

>Run here and there inside the mess making weird sounds. Tell this advised by a doctor for digestion.

>During night paint the walls of mess with lots of abuses. Next day behave you hate the person who did that.

>Scream! Behave as you are about to die due to food chocked inside.

>Take a bottle fill it with water of swimming pool. Now send it as a sample of cooking water to food and health organization of your city.

>Reach mess early. Add lot of salt to the worst items.

>Accuse mess manager to be a black magician, who controls the students by adding something in their food.

>Turn off the power supply to mess, throw away the fuse.

>Chose the table with a person having jar of pickle. Serve lot of pickle in your plate. It will be better if you don’t know the person because he will not say anything. Try out with different people each time.

I have observed many people eating mess food and glorifying it. Number of students visiting this place increases exponentially   during exams. In fact I see some new faces whenever during these days. Thus sometimes causes shortage causes shortage as well (O.o ).
Anyway I myself respect food a lot. There are many unprivileged people who do not even get any food to eat. So disrespecting the food is a sin in my eyes. So I have decided to reduce my visits to mess to avoid any more sin.
If you have some more points please share as comments, I will be grateful to you. :)

50 Fun Things to do at an Exam

1. Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the last 15 minutes. Wake up, say "oh geez, better get cracking" and do some gibberish work. Turn it in a few minutes early.
2. Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!!"
3. If it is a math/science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer/essay form, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.
4. Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.
5. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm SOOO sure you can hear me thinking." Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.
6. Bring cheerleaders.
7. Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand ANY of this. I've been to every lecture all semester long! What's the deal? And who the hell are you? Where's the regular guy?"
8. Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc...). Play with the volume at max level.
9. On the answer sheet (book, whatever) find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.
10. Bring pets.
11. Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.
12. Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas." If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.
13. Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.
14. Come into the exam wearing a pair of birkenstocks, and nothing else.
15. Come down with a BAD case of Tourette's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.
16. Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.
17. Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.
18. As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.
19. Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the instructor to let them stay, be persuasive. Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.
20. Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.
21. Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.
22. Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out interesting things (DCCAB, BABE, etc..).
23. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.
24. Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out "Screw this!" and walk out triumphantly.
25. Arrange a protest before the exam starts (i.e. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink).
26. Show up completely drunk. (Completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you should start crying for mommy).
27. Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!"
28. Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.
29. Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera" until they drag you away.
30. Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.
31. Upon receiving the exam, look it over, while laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? Days of our Lives is on!!!"
32. Bring a water pistol with you. Nuff said.
33. From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to the Bridge on the River Kwai.
34. Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.
35. If the exam is math/science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations.
36. Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.
37. Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.
38. Bring cheat sheets FROM ANOTHER CLASS (make sure this is obvious... like history notes for a calculus exam... otherwise you're not just failing, you're getting kicked out, too) and staple them to the exam with the comment "Please use the attached notes for references as you see fit."
39. When you walk in, complain about the heat. Strip.
40. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. Try to work it out of him/her.
41. One word: Wrestlemania.
42. Bring balloons, blow them up, start throwing them around like they do before concerts start.
43. Try to get people in the room to do the wave.
44. Play frisbee with a friend at the other side of the room.
45. Bring some large, cumbersome, ugly idol. Put it right next to you. Pray to it often. Consider a small sacrifice.
46. Get deliveries of candy, flowers, balloons, telegrams, etc... sent to you every few minutes throughout the exam.
47. During the exam, take apart everything around you. Desks,
chairs, anything you can reach.
48. Complete the exam with everything you write being backwards at a 90 degree angle.
49. Bring a musical instrument with you, play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, say "it helps me think." Bring a copy of the Student Handbook with you, challenging the instructor to find the section on musical instruments during finals. Don't forget to use the phrase "Told you so".
50. Answer the exam with the "Top Ten Reasons Why Professor xxxx Sucks".
found this on http://www.jokesandhumor.com/jokes/212.html

A simple key to bust out your stress

I have attended so many seminars on stress management, so many workshops, so many books I read but never found an exact solution for stress.
Yesterday I happened to read a verse from Bhagvad Gita, in the purport of which Srila Prabhupada was saying that only God has the potency to satisfy each and everyone thus He is God, we cannot imitate him because we are limited. So we cannot satisfy each and every one around us, so we should think and get stressed unnecessarily that I am not able to satisfy others, I am of no use. None of us has that potency, only God can do that.
This few lines gave me a great key to bust out any kind of stress which may come due to not being up to the expectations of others.

Dedicated to the supreme lord.....

My faq-frequently (UN) answered questions to god.....


I thought for a little while,
Why adversities come to my life?
Why I behave like an imbecile?
Putting myself on the edge of knife.


Why my plans always fail?
Why my conditions remains prevail?
Even though I plan them so profound.
Why I feel so much bound?


Why always to struggle so hard?
Why to always walk on a thorny boulevard?
Why I always crave for that cares?
Why circumstances always harass?


Why I fear to mingle around?
Why I treat everyone on same ground?
Why I over-expect from people,
Then snub and give them trouble?


Why lord, days always change?
I want those moments to live again.
O almighty!
Who filled inside me so much rage?
Why I feel myself limited in a cage?


Why things appear so much dull?
When you will remove that hull?
When I’ll appreciate your glories?
When you will reveal all these queries?


The last wish I want to ask,
Just give me your mercy
Through your glance.


I know you are so kind,
Still my heart wants to find,
Answer these questions, for which I crave,
So that my faith remains grave.


You protected me from every fear,
Gave value to each of my tear.
I want to tell to everyone,
How much love you have showered upon,


When I was on the trial of time,
You were that person, who heard my cries,
You took care for me every time,
You gave me strength to fight.


I still wonder how I did all those things,
For me, those were beyond the limits.
I realized, I was just the instrument of yours,
It was you, who dealt with that time's acrid roar.

-servant of the servants of your servants

Sourabh

NO, I AM NOT THE LIAR.........

friends I suggest you never lie to your dear one, this poetry reflects the same.........

I know that I have lost you,
from sepration my heart imbue.
still heart say a day will come,
soften will be ur heart of macadam.

I don't know what hurt u,
feelings of me were not subdue.
I told the truth first time,
thought to make normal,
I then liad.

I thought things will be again the same,
but felt guilt when I hurt you again.
I then confessed the truth,
but it was too much for the day.

I thought you were happy then,
but felt that I am hurting you once again,
then I tried to be succinct,
painstaking was then conversation too.

again again once again,
I was wrong,
made you to think more and more.
while trying to behave normal like,
palavered were my replies.

that was too much for you I know,
made tough to forget and think something new.
still I know that you too feel the same,
which I am feeling again and again....

- for my friend whom I lost due to a lie

secret of life..........

When a person is at his home for a long term vacations, it is quite obvious that he will get bored in few days. That so was happening with me until he made the comment, “all of us write our own destiny”. This statement made me to thought for a while but I never knew that I am going to do that much brain shagging on it.


I started with asking question to myself that am I actually writing my own destiny? Or it is God who decides. Then I look back in my past and I found yes, it was me who made all those choices because of which I am what I am. I thought again and found each one of us have choices at every stage of life, or we can say life is a series of choices. Whatever we choose today also influence the choices we will make tomorrow. But here I got stuck once again, if the choices we are making today are going to influence our tomorrow then sometimes it may be possible that we actually mayl not have any choice. Yes that’s true. We sometimes get forced to react in a certain way due to our conditionings or the choices we made yesterday or last month or last year or possibly last life too. For an example, suppose a person makes a choice to do a theft, what made him to do a theft may be a genuine reason but still he had the choice there, but after doing thievery he doesn’t have any choice to just stand there and wait for the police to come, it appears so but actually he still has a choice. Sometimes all the choices may not be in our favor but they may mend the way our next choices will come, and they may later lead to provide favorable choices as well. He may decide to stand still there and get caught and his destiny get decided. For a while just stop here and look back, as soon as he decided for theft, his next destiny was fixed. Just think, still he had too many choices in between he decided for theft and get caught, like he may choose to take a route such that he reaches at a moment when somebody may be there to watch upon the shop or he may board a certain vehicle which had weak tires and get punctured in between so he may not reach at all, the way he enters the shop, the way he do his work everything determines what will be his final choice. But don’t forget I mentioned our way of making choices also depends on our way of thinking. And what determine our way of thinking are the choices we made in the past. How? To understand this let us assume that I am in XI std and I have to decide my stream. I have certain options and I chose to take PCM + economics. Now as soon as I chose these subjects I get another set of choices, whether to understand the concepts or just cram it somehow. If I choose to understand the concepts my brain starts thinking in a different way than the latter option. Now I have been given the task to measure the height of school building, if I would have chose to learn mathematics properly, I ought to do this using trigonometry, but if I am more physics oriented I get another choice, I may drop down an object and measure the time it takes to hit the ground, or if I would just have cram the things I might have chose to take a barometer and measure the pressure difference between the two levels which is certainly an unpractical approach. And if I would have chosen some other stream I might have been trying to look for such a long measuring tape. Thus how we think, how we decide and how we approach a problem is found to be dependent on our past choices, experiences and knowledge. But I will again consider only past choices because ultimately we only choose to pass through a particular experience or to gain knowledge. So we may call these actions of making choices as our Karma. Actually karma includes both our decisions and the actions. Now as Newton’s third law there is a law which is called as ‘law of karma’. This solves our problem of “Jaisi karni waisi bharni” or “as you sow, so shall you reap”. The law works for the choices we made in the last life, which certainly affects current life as well. But here one may ask that I have never done anything wrong throughout my life then why the hell all wrong is happening to me. The answer is quite simple, because of the deeds we have done in our last life. So even if we are doing something good today, we first have to suffer our last actions. It is like harvest, if you have grew bad crop last time you have to consume it first even if you have grown the finest crop this time. As soon as older get consume, all good will come to you only.
But here comes another question if we are the makers of our own destiny then where God comes into picture, this may lead us to think ourselves as God. And if God doesn’t come into the picture then there is no need to fear the GOD. But if somebody continue thinking like that even after reading the text work below, he is nothing more than a DOG.
To understand this we should know the definition of God first, God by definition is Supreme Controller, so if He is supreme controller, then He may control our destiny as well, even if one had already made a choice. But generally He doesn’t do that because he doesn’t interfere with our free will. He doesn’t interfere because He loves us, and if a person loves someone he gives him freedom. But due to His extraordinary love, sometimes He interfere with our choices, even if we had made a wrong choice he moulds the situations such that we are given another set of choices, which contains an option to settle all turbulence. This is same as our parents does, they give options, but sometimes out of love, they force us to do a work, which we may not like but it might be good for us to do. Still we always had an option to dis-agree them and argue them back. But results of which may not be less than a disaster. Similarly in some cases if you don’t follow the right choice provided by God, results can be dangerous. He may even try to give you good advice in the form of inner Voice as Paramatma. You may also experience this many times. Still it is always up-to us to follow that or not.
So in conclusion, I would like to say, keep praying to God for yourself and for me too, that he may keep giving us good advices and keep helping us in our trying situations. He is the one who loves us the most and in return he expects nothing but love………………………………………………………………………………………………………keep loving God.
Wishing you best of Choices.................

Amazing function of mind created by God

I CAN READ IT! CAN YOU



fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too.

Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe can.


i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!

We do reincarnate.............

Opportunity can knock your door in any form

A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband,dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president of Harvard's outer office.



The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn't even deserve to be in Cambridge.



She frowned. "We want to see the president," the man said softly. "He'll be busy all day," the secretary snapped. "We'll wait," the lady replied. For hours, the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away.



They didn't. And the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted to do. "Maybe if they just see you for a few minutes, they'll leave," she told him.



And he sighed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn't have the time to spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office. The president, stern-faced with dignity, strutted toward the couple.



The lady told him, "We had a son that attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus."



The president wasn't touched, he was shocked. "Madam," he said gruffly. "We can't put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery". "Oh, no," the lady explained quickly. "We don't want to erect a statue.



We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard." The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, then exclaimed, "A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical plant at Harvard." For a moment the lady was silent.



The president was pleased. He could get rid of them now. And the lady turned to her husband and said quietly, "Is that all it costs to start a University? Why don't we just start our own?" Her husband nodded.



The president's face wilted in confusion and bewilderment. And Mr. And Mrs. Leland Stanford walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the University that bears their name, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.

Me Againest the World - a poem by Charles Bukowski

when I was a kid
one of the questions asked was,
would you rather eat a bucket of shit
or drink a bucket of piss?
I thought that was easy.
"that's easy," I said, "I'll take the
piss."
"maybe we'll make you do both,"
they told me.
I was the new kid in the
neighborhood.
"oh yeah," I said.
"yeah!" they said.
there were 4 of them.
"yeah," I said, "you and whose
army?"
"we won't need no army," the
biggest one said.
I slammed my fist into his
stomach.
then all 5 of us were down on
the ground fighting.
they got in each other's way
but there were still too many
of them.
I broke free and started
running.
"sissy! sissy!" they yelled.
"going home to mama?"
I kept running.
they were right.
I ran all the way to my house,
up the driveway and onto the
porch and into the
house
where my father was beating
up my mother.
she was screaming.
things were broken on the floor.
I charged my father and started swinging.
I reached up but he was too tall,
all I could hit were his
legs.
then there was a flash of red and
purple and green
and I was on the floor.
"you little prick!" my father said,
"you stay out of this!"
"don't you hit my boy!" my mother
screamed.
but I felt good because my father
was no longer hitting my
mother.
to make sure, I got up and charged
him again, swinging.
there was another flash of colors
and I was on the floor
again.
when I got up again
my father was sitting in one chair
and my mother was sitting in
another chair
and they both just sat there
looking at me.
I walked down the hall and into
my bedroom and sat on the
bed.
I listened to make sure there
weren't any more sounds of
beating and screaming
out there.
there weren't.
then I didn't know what to
do.
it wasn't any good outside
and it wasn't any good
inside.
so I just sat there.
then I saw a spider making a web
across a window.
I found a match, walked over,
lit it and burned the spider to
death.
then I felt better.
much better.

LYRICS: MY IMMORTAL (evanescence)

I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears


And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave


Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone






These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real


There's just too much that time cannot erase






When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears


When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears


And I held your hand through all of these years


But you still have all of me






You used to captivate me by your resonating light


Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind


Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams


Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me


These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real


There's just too much that time cannot erase






When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears


When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears


And I held your hand through all of these years


But you still have all of me






I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone


But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along






When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears


When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears


And I held your hand through all of these years


But you still have all of me, me, me

samurai song

here is a poetic piece of Robert Pinsky..i liked it and hope you too will like
ROBERT PINSKYOD. 1940)


Robert Pinsky was born in Long Branch, New Jersey. He was educated at Rutgers and studied
with Yvor Winters at Stanford. He has written, in addition to poetry, several books of criticism
and an acclaimed translation of Dante's Inferno. As U.S. poet laureate, he started the Favorite
Poem Project, a video and audio archive featuring Americans from all walks of life reading their
favorite poems. The third stanza of Pinsky's "Ode to Meaning" is in the form of an abecedarius,
recapitulating the alphabet. The impetus for "Samurai Song" came from hearing a welder
in Salina, Kansas, read a fourteenth-century Japanese poem based on the formula "When I . . .
then I . . ."

Samurai Song

When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
When I had no eyes I listened.
When I had no ears I thought.
When I had no thought I waited.
When I had no father I made
Care my father. When I had no
Mother I embraced order.
When I had no friend I made
Quiet my friend. When I had no
Enemy I opposed my body.
When I had no temple I made
My voice my temple. I have
No priest, my tongue is my choir.
When I have no means fortune
Is my means. When I have
Nothing, death will be my fortune.
Need is my tactic, detachment
Is my strategy. When I had
No lover I courted my sleep.

His Plans are Perfect......

before executing i planned so vast,
i will do what i want.
going against the principles of prabhupada,
i forgot,i was on the wrong path.

i was trying to walk on macadam,
but i forgot who i am.
tried to be oversmart,
gave myself a heavy start.

plans started getting gaggled,
no effort was making worth.
i was taken aback how this occured
now wanted to make things abate,
unable i was to handle that.
suddenly i have just realised,
for all this bane,
who is behind.

he is the Supreme Personality of God,
stopping me for doing anything wrong.
still i was trying to control,
fool i was thinking i am the Lord.

finally things were not in hand,
then i remembered him known as Bhagwan.
he first taught me the lesson i forgot,
later He took charge of the thorny boulevard.

yes, he knew what had to be done,
made the scene like nothing had happened.
He is the controller i forgot,
what He planned,i would have
never thought.

He is the master He is the lord,
nobody can deny that there is God.
He is most intelligent one should know,
tear your plans and vigourously throw.

what the perfect plan He made,
made me realise how to take His hand.
making me sometimes fade,
but He gave the happy end.

i will never forget lesson i learnt,
will never touch fire as my hands are burnt.
through the blessigs and prayers of devotees,
i was saved at the right time of calamity.

i can never pay this debt,
whatever i have is now for them.
i wish i can serve them all my life,
now for them i can even put myself on the edge of knife.

mind is the greatest enemy if uncontrolled,
but the best friend if controlled.
dont think you can control this monkey,
wish to control then put this mind in feet of Hari.

i thank devotees with my full heart,
who gave their time keeping others things apart.
-your servant sourabh