<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Laughing Siddha</title><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Laughing Siddha</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Eyes wide shut : TIBET</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"><b>"There comes a time, when we heed a certain call, whenthe world must come together as one"</b><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> <br></span></p><p style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">- this is the opening line of Band Aid - the common platform where, years ago,  world musicians got together to show solidarity towards &amp; generate money for the famine hit people worldwide.<br><br>The world looks on and makes the right noises as the Chinese suppress the<br>Tibetans..yet again.<br><br>and we go on with out lives as nothing has happened.<br><br>living with our same small hopes and fears,<br><br>living our dreams and dreading our tears,<br><br>When in the nearby land of Tibet,<br><br>a race of humans so gentle &amp; dignified,<br><br>are oppressed by the Chinese,<br><br>for whom territory is more important than lives,<br><br>for whom land holds more value than hearts,<br><br>but in that land which the Chinese occupy, the Tibetan hearts burn &amp; die,<br><br>and with every (Tibetan) death caused , whether mortal or the death of a<br>Tibetan heart,   </span></p><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The wails &amp; cries will torment the chinese till their next  seven lives,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">the chinese race will have to pay according to the divine law,<br><br>for as you sow, so shall you reap,<!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><font size="4">and it cannot be otherwise,</font><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">and the chinese are sowing grief and pain and watering it with blood,<br><br>and the harvest shall be like,<br><br>for when you plant a mango, you get a mango tree,<br><br>and when you plant grief and pain, you reap likewise,<br><br>so lets all connect with the light in our hearts,<br><br>which is the light which illumines the chinese, Tibetans and all other human<br>hearts,<br><br>and pray with all our might,<br><br>to our Lord to save the Tibetan land and the Chinese mind,<br><br>lets pray that the Tibetans get back their land,<br><font size="3"><br></font><font size="3">and the chinese reap a lighter harvest<o:p></o:p></font></span><font size="3"><br></font></p><font size="3">and the chinese eyes open to see the light.</font><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br style=""><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;">namaste.<o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"><o:p></o:p></span>ls<br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"><br><br style=""><br><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br style=""><br><!--[endif]--></span></p><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1205931160">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 18:26:19 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/19/Eyes-wide-shut-TIBET.html</link></item><item><title>relationships. whats your take on this?</title><description><![CDATA[Everyone of us has many relationships - relationships with friends, with parents, with siblings, with other people as accquaintances, colleagues, club fraternity etc.<br><br>On thinking about it, I feel there are primarily three types of relationships: <br><br>a.      relations due to the bloodline - like brothers, sisters, cousins, parents etc.<br>b.      relations due to marriage - wife/ husband , wifes/husbands family & extended family, wifes/ husbands friends.<br>c.      relations due to feelings /emotions - the relationhips not due to the above two but relationship created because either you wanted to be in that relationship or the relationship happened on its own.<br><br>All three are very important and need to be nutured and taken care of?<br><br>Any ideas on this from you? Whats your take?<br><br>namaste.<br>ls<br><br><br><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1196163541">]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 16:54:24 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/27/relationships-whats-your-take-on.html</link></item><item><title>A sincere wish for u all  [not a forward]</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><span style="" times="" new="" roman="" ;=""></span><span style="font-size: 12pt;" times="" new="" roman="" ;="">A sincere wish for all of you from my heart:<br><br><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Let the (divine) light descend into you, filling you with the divinity which<br>is  Krishna, Christ, Allah and all the saints, Gods and Prophets.</span><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Let your being be filled with this divine light, the light signified by the<br>dove in christianity, the anthakarna in Hinduism and represented in all the<br>religions.</span><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Let each cell of yours bathe and dance in this divine light, a light which will<br>bring you joy, bliss, ecstacy and love.</span><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Let this light fill up your life with  material prosperity, spiritual<br>prosperity, good health and abundance.</span><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Please allow this light to make your experience the bliss of Christ, Allah, </span><st1:place style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" w:st="on">Krishna</st1:place><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"> and all the divine beings and the Gods and Godesses that you believe in.</span><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br><br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br>Happy Diwali.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br>Namaste!<br><br>ls</span><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td width="2"><br></td></tr></tbody></table><br><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1194859215">]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 14:38:06 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/12/A-sincere-wish-for-u-all-not-a.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<BR><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><br></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><br></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><br></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;="">"Friends"<br><br><br><br>What a strange relationship it is that we share with people we call<br>friends.  <br><br><br><br>Unlike all other relationships where the name of the relationship with the<br>person is constant irrespective of your actual feelings or intereactions with<br>the person,  Friends are the only relations where the name of the<br>relationship changes if the equation with the opposite person changes.<br><br><br><br>See the main relations : mother, father, brother, sister, aunt or uncle. <br>whether you like them or not or you speak to them or not, they will always<br>remain your mother, father, brother , sister, aunt or uncle.<br><br><br><br>If you divorce your wife, she still is called your wife with an ex added in<br>front ( ex-wife).<br><br><br><br>But if you do not get along with some friend or have a serious argument or<br>disagreement, he no longer remains our friend. He can change from friend to<br>accquaintance or maybe to an enemy.<br><br><br><br>Friendship is one of the two relationship which are normally made by choice ,<br>the other being love/ marriage. (marriage not of the arranged kind). <o:p></o:p></span></p><o:p></o:p><font size="2">(About my take on Love, you can read my blog "love-yeh kis cheez ka naam hai?" on<br></font><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><font size="2">rediff.)</font><o:p></o:p></span></p><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p> </o:p>If I think deeply about friends, it is one of the most enigmatic relationships<br>that one can come across in the human existence.<span style="">  </span>A relationship made by choice, without any<br>barriers of sex, age, geography, history, circumstances, money or religion. <o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p><br> </o:p>A relationship which truly unifies.<o:p></o:p></span><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p> </o:p>Maybe it is a pointer to / jhalak of<span style="">  </span>the<br>ultimate relationship that we are here to discover.the relationship called by<br>various names  merging the self with the higher self, merging our astitva with<br>that of God, The wave going back into the ocean..........<o:p></o:p></span></p><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p> </o:p>Jo bhi hai, friends rock and boy, am I glad to have good friend in my life!<o:p></o:p></span></p><br><font size="2"><o:p> </o:p>To</font> <span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;="">all of you my new friends here, I am glad that you are here.<span style="">  </span>Welcome to my heart and life!<o:p></o:p></span><br><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p> </o:p>I value you and <span style=""> </span>friendship above all else.<o:p></o:p></span></p><o:p> </o:p><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;="">Namaste!<o:p></o:p></span></p><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" lucida="" sans="" unicode="" ;=""><o:p> </o:p><span style=""></span>ls<o:p></o:p></span></p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><br><br><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><br><br><font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br></span></font><br><br><br><br><br><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1193293618">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 11:36:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/25/Untitled.html</link></item><item><title>Namaste!  (yeh kyu?)</title><description><![CDATA[<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">Namaste!</span><p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Namaste is a very beautiful word in our language having a<br>very deep meaning.<span style="">   </span>Namaste means:<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">"the divinity within me , salutes the divinity within you".</span><br></p><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">And when you bring both your hands together at the level of<br>the heart, one hand stands for me, the other for you and when I bring it<br>together at the heart, I imply that in essence, both you and me are one.  Bringing it to the heart level implies love.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"></span><br><o:p> </o:p><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This bringing of hands together at the heart level and<br>saying namaste is very powerful if done properly.</span><br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Try doing that to the next person you meet and when you<br>bring your hands together and say Namaste, do it while looking deeply in the<br>others persons eyes.  You will feel the connection happen immediately.</p><br><o:p> </o:p><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">While I was searching for a photograph to go along with this post, I came across this small piece of writing which I feel explains Namaste so beautifully.  Unfortunately, I am notsure who the author is.  Here is the piece:</span><br><br><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I honor the place in you</span><br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">In which the entire universe abides,<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">I honor the place in you<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Which is of love, of truth<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Of light and of peace.<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">When you are in that place in you<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal">And I am in that place in me,<br></p><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">We are one..</span><o:p><br></o:p></p><br><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal">Namaste to all of you   :-)<br></p><o:p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"> ls</o:p><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1189245697">]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:24:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/08/Namaste-yeh.html</link></item><item><title>When the saints go marching in.....</title><description><![CDATA["When the saints, go marching in,,,,,,when the saints go marching in"<br><br>what can one say about saints?  no rule applies to them, no law applies to them....they function from a state of expanded awareness but are aware of every small thing that happens...<br><br>they have knowledge beyond what we can ever imagine, but they behave so innocently like children...<br><br>they are the lightposts on the path, the guide who will show the way.....having gone the way before, they know the pitfalls and the shortcuts...<br><br>they have nothing they call their own, but they keep giving and giving and giving and giving....with both hands open and more importantly,  they give with their hearts.<br><br>They may or may not have experiencied human love, but they teach us about the love that really counts, the unconditional love!<br><br>They are the oceans of bliss, the waves of encouragement & the shields of protection.<br><br>Remember them and they will be by your side, always.<br><br>And if you are in trouble and your remember them,<br><br>"the saints will come marching in........."<br><br>for they are unconditional love personnified and they are there for your always.<br><br>A belated Guru Purnima to you all!<br><br>Namaste.<br><br>:-)<br><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1186652903">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 15:06:59 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/09/When-the-saints-go-marching.html</link></item><item><title>When the sun goes down...</title><description><![CDATA[What has a beginning has to have an end. Whosoever is born, has to die. Nothing is permanent.<BR><BR>Funny how we all know this, but somehow manage to never bring it to our daily consciousness, keeping it buried deep down somewhere in our subconscious.<BR><BR>Maybe this is what the spiritual teachers and seers call " Maya".<BR><BR>We never feel that we will die and never think about death.  In our (new)culture, when someone speaks of death and dying, they say not to say such things and not to be morbid.<BR><BR>How does a reality facing you every day and something we know (at one level) will also happen to us become a morbid thing?<BR><BR>Why this fear? Is this fear called "Maya"?<BR><BR>We all know the story of the Buddha who asked one grieving lady who had lost her child to get few grains from any home where no one had died and he would resurrect the child.  The lady could not find a single house where no one had died.<BR><BR>Why do we call it dying in the first place?  Dying has a ring of finality to it, which may not be true.  Wouldn't it be better if  we call it "going over to the other side", "gone back home", or maybe " gone into the unknown".<BR><BR>How are we so sure that death is going to be an unpleasant experience?  <BR><BR>Is this wrong surety called " Maya"?<BR><BR>Why can't death be the most wonderful experience of this lifetime for everyone?  Maybe it is the most wonderful and ecstatic experience, a journey into light and love.  A journey of & into Unconditional love!<BR><BR>When we are dreaming while sleeping, there is a very real quality to the dreams.  The dreams seem to be the reality and it appears that it is actually happening to us.  We get very happy, very scared, terrified, petrified, peaceful, wonderful etc depending on our dream.  And then we wake up. And realise that that what was appearing so real, was only a dream.<BR><BR>Isn't it possible,then what we call death is actually is waking up & putting an end to a dream which we call life.  <BR><BR> Would we then realise that all what we called or knew as life, our relationships, our pains and pleasures were only a dream. And death is waking up, a cause of joy & celebration.<BR><BR>Maybe that is Maya!  :-)<BR><BR>Namaste!<BR>"-)<BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1182511113">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 15:57:38 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/22/When-the-sun-goes.html</link></item><item><title>The purity of a child... a real story</title><description><![CDATA[This happened last week to a friend of mine: This story is in her words:<BR><BR>She called me and said " LS, i feel like crying...i am so touched".  <BR><BR>I asked her what happened...& she said " My father is in the ICU because of a stroke.  My 9 yr old son,  had gone to visit a friend, a 6 year old girl.  When during the course of playing, my son mentioned to his small friend about his grandfather being in hospital and not able to move.  <BR><BR>This small 6 year old girl, then took out a crystal from her small cute bag and gave it to my son. She told him to keep the crystal on his grandfathers forehead for about 5 minutes and his grandfather would be well.  And then she told my son, to give the crystal back after putting it on his grandpa's forehead as she could then use it to give it to other people who required healing".<BR><BR>My friend actually put it on her fathers forehead and while doing it, she just burst into tears thinking about this good deed done by the wonderful tender heart, the 6 year old girl.<BR><BR>And her father is now well on the way to recovery!<BR><BR>Namaste! :-)<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1182321025">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 11:18:54 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/20/The-purity-of-a-child-a-real.html</link></item><item><title>Your past lives and your religion ...think!</title><description><![CDATA[When one does past life regression and sees ones past lives, it has been observed that in different past  lives , one is either a male or a female and is also sometimes a hindu, sometimes a muslim, a jew , christian, buddhist etc.<BR><BR>Then in this current life,  how can one say that I am a hindu, or a muslim, or a sikh, or a buddhist or a jew or a christian as we have been all of this before ?<BR><BR>Think!<BR><BR>with love, <BR>Namaste!  :-)<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1181808973">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 13:10:01 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/14/Your-past-lives-and-your-religion.html</link></item><item><title>Love...yeh kis cheez ka naam hai?</title><description><![CDATA[Rakhi Sahni was kind enough to add me as a friend...the subject of her blog interested me...she writes about love but is cryptic.<BR><BR>What is love ,Pyaar, Ishq, Mohabbat ?  I think we have labeled many types of human desires and interactions as love.... but the basis of all these attractions we call love is possession.  <BR><BR>We need to possess the person exclusively for ourselves. And when we have that desire strongly, we call it love.  <BR><BR>I think that true love...or what should truly be called love is only "unconditional love".  Love which believes only in giving.  You give all so that you may the object of your love happy, irrespective of whether it makes you happy. The focus is on the person whom you love unconditionally. The focus of true love is to be happy in the happiness of the person you love!<BR>Amen!<BR>:-)<BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home4/565/e3cb85ea33ed7a50e11b9d30b5699359/homep/images/1181208003">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 17:06:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://laughingsiddha.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/06/Love-yeh-kis-cheez-ka-naam.html</link></item></channel></rss>