Celestia

celestia: a space simulation software.......

a nice software, simulating the space, here you can see most of the stars and galexies.... it is too wonderful to see the night earth form moon, seeing millions km away galexies just clicking on that...

you must see our solar system using this. It's open source software.

now a days I also gone through a Chaos Theory . I still studing about this...

Atma Shatakam... True knowledge of Vedanta

Atma Shatakam is written by Adi Shankaracharya summarizing the concept of Advaita Vedanata...

English Transalation of this Stotra is following...

1) I am not mind, nor intellect, nor ego,
nor the reflections of inner self .I am not the five senses.I am beyond that.I am not the ether, nor the earth,
nor the fire, nor the wind . I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness.
2) Neither can I be termed as energy ,
nor five types of breath ,
nor the seven material essences,
nor the five coverings . Neither am I the five instruments of elimination,
procreation, motion, grasping, or speaking. I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness.
3) I have no hatred or dislike,
nor affiliation or liking,
nor greed,
nor delusion,
nor pride or haughtiness,
nor feelings of envy or jealousy. I have no duty (dharma),
nor any money,
nor any desire (refer: kama),
nor even liberation (refer: moksha). I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness.
4) I have neither merit (refer: virtue),
nor demerit (refer: vice). I do not commit sins or good deeds,
nor have happiness or sorrow,
pain or pleasure. I do not need mantras, holy places,
scriptures (refer: Vedas), rituals or sacrifices (refer: yajnas). I am none of the triad of
the observer or one who experiences,
the process of observing or experiencing,
or any object being observed or experienced. I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness.
5) I do not have fear of death,
as I do not have death. I have no separation from my true self,
no doubt about my existence,
nor have I discrimination on the basis of birth. I have no father or mother,
nor did I have a birth. I am not the relative,
nor the friend,
nor the guru,
nor the disciple. I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness.
6) I am all pervasive.I am without any attributes,
and without any form. I have neither attachment to the world,
nor to liberation (refer: mukti). I have no wishes for anything
because I am everything,
everywhere,
every time,
always in equilibrium. I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness. (refer: Satcitananda minus the sat)

Shri Shri Seva Mandir.... a school running in tribal area

The school started. These three words are so easy to write now, but there were many comma’s, question marks, semi-colons sometimes exclamatory mark s but never a full-stop between these three dreamy words. These days there are classes which teach how to-be a mother, how to tie a diaper etc etc, but my experience in running a school was that of a baby looking at three twin sisters, and deciding which is his real mother. The decisions had to be quick and correct, involving the village, the children, the society and the education system.

The village was riddled with Naxalism and just meters away the government had pumped in money to the tune of 100 crores to fight naxalism, cutting the branches of the problem not uprooting it. The peaceful words of the Guru carry high voltage of truth and the nature attunes itself, bows down to His eternal verities to align itself to His utterances. It happened. I saw it happyning .

With two committed teachers who decided to dedicate years of their life for this school, the school re-commissioned, the children slowly and steadily gained interest in different subjects, including chanting, Sanskrit, and we affiliated it to the National Open Schooling under the ICSE arm. Small girls and boys would wake up early morning and begin their journey, their destination some 4-5 kms away, but the dedication was deep and intense, the faith tremendous.
The day would start with folded hands to convey gratitude to the Lord, progress into the depths of science and floated upwards with spirited enthusiasm of football and volleyball. Within months 64 children were being reborn and induced with doses of maths, geography, science and our great valiant history. They wanted more, and soon there were small Dhoni’s and Bhutia’s giving brief appearances of hitting a four or a penalty corner on the mountain terrains of Aurwan Tand.

The blue school dress provided uniformity amongst the different caste systems prevalent, the prayers injected faith and sanskaar, the studies established the information, attitude, concepts and the love, instilled survival, care and trust. The school with no electricity, no water initially, became the great gesture of returns and seva that the society gifted to Aurwan Tand. They had dreamt. Now it was a reality.

Naxalism evaporated from this village, with many joining the mainstream, the water tap tapped our doorstep minus the water though, the CRPF took regular breaks in the evening over chai and mari biscuits and there has not been a single hunger death in over 4 years. Malnutrition melted away and we have muscular men and women in their early years to success. Set amidst the forests, the innocence of the villagers carry grace and humility. To reach this non-existent village, one has to travel 90 kms from Benares and if you can withdraw your attention from the scenic landscape, you might reach this tiny place.

to read more about this school clik : http://www.rajeshjagasia.com/

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