Dear All,

I am very happy to inform all of you that I am completing exactly 1 year on this most awesome platform. I started the journey on this day last year.

I started writing blogs as a kind of therapy. To help me express my love, feelings, emotions, pain, tears, agony, and sorrow that was making me dangerously depressed.

My story with wordpress is one of respectful reciprocation, warm human amity, fruitful cultural and intellectual exchange, endearing buoyancy, passionate literary embellishment and endowment, let alone friendship furtherance and beefing up! Thank you to all of you, dear friends, who have contributed to, and been part of my journey.

I am very proud of Some of my blogs. Others didn’t work out as well as I had imagined. Such is life..
I don’t have all answers to life. But I hope I have gained some wisdom from my tiny little life experiences, which if nothing else, are varied and somewhat unique.

Thank you very very much each and every one of you for reading, appearing my posts. Thank you for your immense love and support. I shall appreciate you always. You all have made my writing journey exciting, thrilling and memorable for me.


It is my humble, demure admission:
I will only disrespectfully plagiarize
I will only discourteously publicize
I will only barefacedly justify myself unwise
I will only prove myself mad in the human guise
To dare to describe what is indeed past description!

I am shivering at the thought of praising You
I am shuddering at the thought of glorifying You
I am stammering at the thought of extolling You
I am shaking at the thought of exalting You
I am trembling at the thought of acclaiming Your Miracles
I am dumbfounded at Your Heavenly, subtle spectacles!

It will be an utter impudence to eulogize You
It will be a sheer insolence to idolize You
It will be an outright imprudence to laud You
It will be an out –and-out audacity to adore You
It will be a complete dare-devilry to admire You
For, all earthly words are too unfit to be used before You.

Without Your Magnanimous Grace
I am a reprehensible fool in the race.
Without Your Generous Grace
I am a contemptuous figure without a face.
Without Your Graceful Enlightenment
I am a knowledge bulb without a filament.

Without Your rapturous Graceful Light
I am a gloomy gorge of ignorance
I am a hollow husk without sustenance
I am a dull, disdainful entity
I am a void naught without utility
I am too weak to brace up for the fight.

Without Your unthinkable Blessing
I am an ignoble, unwanted creature
I am the most useless rubbish in Nature
I am the most senseless cartoon caricature
I am a mobile mortal without a significant feature
I am too brazen and bizarre a metal to be a ring.

Without Your kind Shower of Knowledge
I am a derisive, unfilled and blank page
I am the swamp, sedimentary dredge
I am a groping traveller in the life’s maze
I am a perplexed wayfarer in the confusion haze:
Without Your Bliss I’ll be forever in this birth-death cage……..

Ganapati Bapa Mourya 😊🙏🏻

Swami Vivekananda’s Historic Speech at World Parliament of Religions in Chicago, 11th September, 1893.

125 years ago, this day in 1893,

Swami Vivekananda won many hearts and minds through his inspirng speech at World Parliament of Religions in Chicago. Through his universal appeal that transcended religions and rituals he transformed the western view of India.

125 years since the first Yogi visited the United States and started a movement to raise human conciousness through his historic speech at the Parliament of the World’s Religions. Much needs to be done in this direction.

Today marks the 125th anniversary of Swami Vivekananda’s iconic speech in Chicago. He had called for a boycott against ‘Sectarianism, bigotry and its horible descendant, fanaticisms. Numerous aspects of his speech are relevant even today

September 11, 2018, marks the 125th anniversary of Swami Vivekananda’s most iconic speech, delivered in Chicago at the Parliament of the World’s Religions. The spiritual leader delivered his speech among a wide delegation, inclusive of 5,000 scholars, historians and religious intellectuals representing the world’s most widespread faiths.

As per records, Swami Vivekananda’s address to the delegation on September 11, 1893, was as follows:

“Dear sisters and brothers of America,

It fills my heart with joy unspeakable to rise in response to the warm and cordial welcome which you have given us. l thank you in the name of the most ancient order of monks in the world; I thank you in the name of the mother of religions; and I thank you in the name of the millions and millions of Hindu people of all classes and sects.

My thanks, also, to some of the speakers on this platform who, referring to the delegates from the Orient, have told you that these men from far-off nations may well claim the honour of bearing to different lands the idea of toleration. I am proud to belong to a religion which has taught the world both tolerance and universal acceptance. We believe not only in universal toleration, but we accept all religions as true. I am proud to belong to a nation which has sheltered the persecuted and the refugees of all religions and all nations of the Earth. I am proud to tell you that we have gathered in our bosom the purest remnant of the Israelites, who came to the southern India and took refuge with us in the very year in which their holy temple was shattered to pieces by Roman tyranny.

I am proud to belong to the religion which has sheltered and is still fostering the remnant of the grand Zoroastrian nation. I will quote to you, brethren, a few lines from a hymn which I remember to have repeated from my earliest boyhood, which is every day repeated by millions of human beings:

As the different streams having their sources in different places all mingle their water in the sea, so, O Lord, the different paths which men take through different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to thee.

The present convention, which is one of the most august assemblies ever held, is in itself a vindication, a declaration to the world, of the wonderful doctrine preached in the Gita:

Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me.

Sectarianism, bigotry, and its horrible descendant, fanaticism, have long possessed this beautiful earth. They have filled the earth with violence, drenched it often and often with human blood, destroyed civilization, and sent whole nations to despair. Had it not been for these horrible demons, human society would be far more advanced than it is now. But their time is come; and I fervently hope that the bell that tolled this morning in honour of this convention may be the death-knell of all fanaticism, of all persecutions with the sword or with the pen, and of all uncharitable feelings between persons wending their way to the same goal.”

His speech is said to have evoked a loud applause from the audience.

Additionally, Swami Vivekananda also spoke on the subject of the day, ‘Why we disagree’ giving the example of a frog restricted to his well, having no idea of the world outside his well.

He further elaborated on the Vedanta philosophy.

“The Vedas declare ‘I am a spirit living in a body; I am not the body. The body will die but I shall not die.'”

“Consciousness is only the surface of the mental ocean and within its depths are stored all our experiences.”

“The Hindu believes that he is a spirit- him the soul cannot pierce, him the fire cannot burn, him the water cannot melt, him the air cannot dry– is nowhere but his center is located in the body and that death means the change of this center from body to body.”


His speech, even to this day, is lauded by people the world over for its clarity of ideas and the charm of his speech’s eloquence. While Swami Vivekananda represented the Hindu religion to the world, he also hoped and earnestly called for all religions to come together to ensure unity and prosperity of all faiths across the world.

Swami Vivekananda: 125 years since the first yogi visited the United States

A 125 years later after his historic speech to the Parliament of Religions in Chicago, the courage, daring and intelligence of Swami Vivekananda still lights the way forward, not only for India, but for all humanity.

Swami Vivekananda’s famous talk at the World Parliament of Religions in Chicago in 1893 was monumental on several levels, not all of which have been properly understood. His was an epoch making revival and global expansion of Yoga, Vedanta, Hinduism and India as part of a single profound message for all humanity. He represented India’s vast ancient dharmic civilisation in a modern rebirth, renewal and transformation that continues to the present day.

Vivekananda started the modern world Yoga movement, which people in the West most identify him for. His Yoga-Vedanta teachings quickly spread throughout North America and Europe, and became the basis for the new experiential spirituality of the modern age. His work pioneered a new study of consciousness and self-realisation along with yogic practices of asana, pranayama, mantra and meditation, and yogic ways of healing. He made Yoga appealing to both science and spirituality, including cosmology, psychology, medicine and philosophy – taking it far beyond the old constricting boundaries of religious discourse.

What Albert Einstein did for modern physics introducing the theory of the relativity of time and space, Vivekananda did to spirituality, taking it out of the boundaries of conversion-based creeds to an inner science of consciousness beyond time, space and person. He introduced a cosmic vision of Yoga and Hinduism as complementary to the vaster, new view of the universe modern science was discovering.

The success of Vivekananda in the West helped revive the Yoga-Vedanta tradition in India, as well as tantra and deity worship, with his guru Ramakrishna Paramahansa a devotee of the Goddess Kali. He emphasised a universal tradition of dharma behind all the religions and sciences of the world, rooted in India. Hindu Dharma that had been consigned to superstition and backwardness by the colonial mind suddenly presented itself as one of the most innovative and visionary movements on the planet.

Vivekananda restored the ancient image of India at spiritual, philosophical and cultural levels and countered the colonial assault, including the massive effort to convert India and suppress Indic culture that was reeling under siege at the pinnacle of colonial rule. Vivekananda’s teaching formed the intellectual and spiritual mooring for the Indian independence movement that was just starting, providing it an inspiration and foundation in India’s traditions going back to the Gita and Upanishads.

Vivekananda travelled and spoke as a Hindu monk — dressed in orange, with a turban, eloquently explaining and defending Hindu Dharma to a Western public, print media and academia, including religious groups that were imbued with harsh missionary stereotypes and denigrations of India and Hinduism. India, like Africa at the time, was viewed as one of the last primitive frontiers to be conquered to spread the civilising message of Christianity. The amount of prejudice and defamation that Vivekananda faced was enormous, occurring at an era in which black people in America were still lynched for the colour of their skin, and most people had never seen a Hindu from India, much less hear one speak.

Swami Vivekananda was given a triumphal welcome when he came back home. Yet his health had suffered during his early wanderings across India, and he died in 1902, at the age of only 39.

Nevertheless, Swami Vivekananda achieved great things He restored pride in India’s wisdom and put the west philosophically and socially into place. He explained in clear and simple terms why Indians can be proud of their tradition which is based on deep insights of the rishis and is meant to be experienced and expressed in life. It is not about confessing a creed. It is not about blind belief in dogmas. “It is as much a science as any in the world”, the Swami had declared. It is about enquiry, analysis and finally intimately knowing and directly experiencing the truth. “Arise, awake and stop not till the goal is reached!”


My heart is chained
No longer is it mine
My heart is stained
Blood red with love
Burnt beyond recognition
One kiss nothing left
An offering of submission
Fire I can’t get enough of
And I hear your sigh
My breath is held
And I want to die
To be with you
It’s needless to say
I need you in my heart
You are there to stay
And I am you
My heart hung in moss
Been here so long
Nailed to your cross
With nails of lust
I don’t want to get away
No need for escape
I’m where I want to stay
And grow some rust
My heart is chained
No longer is it mine
My heart is stained
Blood red with love
You are my addiction
My certain fall
You are my infliction
That I’m dreaming of
All that I breathe for
My needed Oxygen
Could I ask for more?
Should I even try?
My rebirth, my end
You are always there
My love, my friend
The tears I cry
My heart is chained
No longer is it mine
My heart is stained
Blood red with love

Note : Written by my bestie, my mentor, my teacher, my daddy Jerry


How can i hold my tear,
Since you broke my heart at once
I have tried many time to hold my tear
Rather this pain force me to fall
How long you will keep me in tragic sad
Nor i cannot resist the pain i endure
I have aske the passersby what is tear
Some answered with a smile on their face
Many they don’t answer me what say
I walked many miles to hide my pain
It was really an emotional flow of teardrop
No matter how painful is this pain
I had to resist since there’s no one to hold
I peeped through window of broken heart
Thought i can give away the pain i had
There’s no body to see my pain which i have
Only my heart knows what is really a pain
I know i have scar in my heart’s wound
Wound are grown bigger more than before
No matter how big is my pain i get through
I am only the one i had to bear it always
How can i adjust my tear not to fall apart
There’s no place to hide my tear anymore
Let me cry through my broken heart
Let me shed tear until my eyes bleed in blood.


Elysium; I never thought I could be so alone.
Here I am with a heart of stone.
Petrified that my eyes will be bereft of your beauty.
Damned to mourn throughout eternity.
I stood at the grave, weeping my good-byes
But in that moment, it was me that died.
Elysium; I never thought I could be so alone.
Here I am with a heart of stone.
Sinking into the depth of dark sorrow.
Pity has replaced my bone marrow.
I feel everything but my mourn depleting.
Everyday is just yesterday repeating.
Elysium; I never thought I could be so alone.
Here I am with a heart of stone.
Shattering the windows to my dreams
While my life frays at the seams.
Heaven won’t save me and Hell just don’t care.
So I breathe pain like it is air.
Elysium; I never thought I could be so alone.
Here I am with a heart of stone.

(Written by my daddy, my bestie, my guide, my mentor, my guru Jerry)