Try to think in my head, it makes sense.

I always see, read, smell, taste and feel everything naturally. But if it's someone else's perspective, I rev up my involvement, to as much imitate the same feeling they went through. I'm here trying to experience the pain or pleasure of someone else the way it is. Not just mere this and that, but experiencing the whole of cosmos through me.

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"Cowman" vs A Country of humans

Since 2014, this is a timeline of the number of times Cowman put this Country to trouble. The common man suffered - Sometimes thrown to Streets filled with utter Chaos, sometimes Locked-down, overnight shocking announcements, is his way of exploiting a Nation. CowMan never faces an interview, it's always - One way: He dictates, and the Nation must follow, even if it was at midnight!

Demonetization : Chaos and Disaster. The sudden announcement brought people to the streets, poor men and daily-wage laborers were stranded as there was sudden shortage of cash. How suddenly without planning and mismanagement, he abolished the currency notes 500 and 1000, and introduced 2000. People didn't understand why higher currency is banned to implement a much higher currency. Reason Given: Terrorism funds and black money flows in huge currency notes, so banning them is the only option. Reality: GDP falls, Unemployment and Cash Crisis. Result: Black money converted to White! Innocent common man suffered while the corrupt ones got away..

Pulwama Drama: Political drama to win his elections. In Pulwama Kashmir, 100kg explosives smashed into a Soldiers truck killing 40 personnel. The Blame was on Pakistan and it's Terrorists who infiltrated to India. In Air attack with Pakistan, India lost two Fighter planes and one Indian Pilot surrendered to Pak forces. Reason given: Retaliation is a must - India is strong and can fight back - Destroy terrorist camps in Kashmir border - India must prove it's stance as a leader in World Arms race. 300 Terrorists are camping in Kashmir border, and India will destroy them by sending Indian Airforce to Bomb the region. Reality: With whose permission 100kg explosives entered India in the first place? How a strictly controlled Border with Pakistan by Indian Army allows 100 Kg explosives to enter India? Or these were supplied from within India - is a direct pointer to this CowMan. Only trees were bombed, and none of 300 Terrorist bodies were found. His political game costed lives of 40 Soldiers and insult to India on international forum. Result: Cowman wins elections by outraging innocent youth with fake news and created tensions between India-Pak. Huge outrage against Pakistan, War-like situation, Indian youth motivated for Patriotism, situation created such that nobody can save India except Cowman. Hail Cowman slogans everywhere! Cowman uses every opportunity to convert it to Religious/Communal crisis, by spreading hate, and motivating them with Pride of patriotism.

Kashmir Lock-down : Serious violation of Human Rights. Abrogation of Article 370, which is against the law and against the agreement with united nations. Kashmiri people suffered seriously by total shutdown of Transport, TV, Telephone, Internet for over 6 months! and curfew by heavy military force. Reason Given: India's internal matter - Kashmir belongs to India. Reality: Kashmir belongs to neither India nor Pakistan. Result: International outcry against India's stupidity, violence against Kashmiri youth, which led to the spread of ISIS in Kashmir...and Kashmiri market dumped to losses.

Ayodhya Verdict: Establish India as a Hindu State. Whether it was birthplace of Hindu god Ram, or it belongs to Muslims, this case was running for several decades, and both Hindu and Muslims claimed it their own. Several Communal clashes happened in the past over this issue. Babri Masjid was demolished by Mob Hindus of Cowman in 1992. Court verdict was given in a hurry in Nov2019, settled the Muslims with a piece of land elsewhere and then immediately the Judge retires. Reason Given: How long shall we Hindus and Muslims fight? Lets together find a solution.. Reality: ASI (Archeological Survey of India) clearly states in Ayodhya Verdict: Neither the Hindu remains were found, nor Islam remains were found! Buddhist artifacts, thousands of years old, were found by ASI! Result: Hide the facts immediately. Give the Judgement immediately. Retire the Judge immediately. And wash off their hands with Hinduism. Why? If not hidden, all the 330 million gods may have to beg on the streets of India. Oh! Serious threat to Hinduism. Maybe every temple needs to be dug out, to find Buddhist remains underneath the flashy decorated temples. Better hide the facts and say Jai Shri Ram!

CAA/NRC: India is no more a Secular Nation. Citizenship Amendment Act/National Register of Citizens: means that every Indian citizen must prove his citizenship by providing a 50+ year old document. Reason Given: only minority Hindu immigrants from Pakistan, Bangladesh and Afghanistan can be granted citizenship. Reality: Indian Muslims/Dalits need to be dumped as secondary-citizens or non-citizens. Disapproving citizenship to more than a 3rd of India's population. Who can provide a document older than 50 years? In India, Suppressed and Depressed classes (BC+SC+ST+Minorities) =85% population, who were never until 1950 allowed to earn, learn, own land, do jobs out of their caste. It is only after implementation of Constitution in 1950 that they could earn a living, buy a piece of land and then provide a document of proof, which is older than 50 years. Meanwhile during Partition of Ind-Pak, several Muslims migrated to India, these Muslims were hardcore patriotic Indians who left Religion and Pakistan for the sake of a Secular India so as to co-exist with Hindus, Christians, Sikhs etc. CAA/NRC questions their patriotism. Result: Huge outcry and Protests throughout every corner of India. Cowman removes the word "SECULAR" from Indian Constitution. SECULAR means: Religion has no interference in the functioning of the Government/State. Transformation of India into a pure Hindu Rashtra/State. Shaheenbagh peace protesters were ruthlessly beaten and serious violation of Human rights, UN shames India for ill-handling of most peacefully protesting women, including pregnant-women being handled inappropriately.

COVID entry in 2020: Corona Lock-down - A failure. Clanking and Candles amidst CAA/NRC Protests which were unstoppable by govt., which gave rise to the most controversial figure: Dr. B.R.Ambedkar of the common man back from history, the man who wrote Indian Constitution. While CAA/NRC protest was at it's peaks, Trump welcomed by CowMan in Gujarat. A long Wall was built within no time, along the convoy route of Trump to hide the Slums. He could build temporary walls to hide the reality, instead he could have built them permanent houses, if the intention be!! Three things happened around the same time: 1. Tablighi Jamaat: meeting of around thousand delegates of Islamic followers who come internationally every year to Delhi. 2. Trump speech with thousands of people in Gujarat. 3. CAA/NRC Protests uncontrollably crossing limits in Delhi while Trump was addressing his speech, stones were being pelted in Delhi. Nationwide Lock-down announced too late, though COVID gave enough time to react. Reason given: Covid cases are rising exponentially, Muslims blamed for Tablighi Jamaat. It all started because of the Muslims. Reality: Trump+CowMan are not to be blamed for their meeting. Result: CAA/NRC protests stop abruptly. Constitution put in Danger. COVID shows it's real ferociousness for the first time. Their agenda was implemented as they wanted - total Lock-down, and rub their RSS ideology and spread fake News using WhatsApp University.

Daily-Wage Workers Stranded: Millions thrown to Streets. Just the way every major announcement was made overnight/midnight, so was the complete Lock-down announced. If only the last trains and buses were arranged and run for another 2 days, these laborers would have reached their homes, thousands of kilometers away. While it's good that people made a huge fuss and cry about an elephants death, thousands of poor men, women and children died, nobody even knows their suffering! It's not SYMPATHY which is needed for them, it's QUESTIONING needed - their situation became miserable, who is the Cause? Reason given: Cowman's order is a dictator's order. Lock-down means complete Lock-down. How they suffer, why they suffer is irrelevant to him. He is just the Gatekeeper (Chowkidar) who will drag them by their collar and throw them out of the Gates. Reality: For up to 2 months these innocent people didn't know how to go and from where to where, to reach their destination. Some died on roads and some thousands on railway tracks. Devoid of salaries, devoid of resources, devoid of information and any help from the authorities. Blamed as COVID carriers, blamed as untouchables, Discarded from cities and streets, hungry, thirsty and beaten if found anywhere. Imagine this happening in 2020, DISGRACE to HUMANITY! But it happens only in India! Result: Some dared to walk all the 1000 miles by foot over several days. Government did nothing, apart from ripping their last sweat off, in the name of Bureaucracy and Bribes. Some humans helped them on the way with food and water, some also arranged voluntary transport services, but the rest are erased from history and thereby their citizenship, which exactly the Cowman wanted.

Manipulated Media: TRP Scam, Media turns a blind eye. In the flow of implementing several Schemes against the Constitution of India, and against the Consent of Indians, CowMan introduced several changes, even without informing the Citizens. How? Reason given: No Reason given - they bribed the media to cover nonsense issues and make it a National issue of a dead celebrity. Reality: Farmers Law, Labour Laws, Privatization of Govt. Institutions, Education reforms, which destroy India, Schemes which molest a Nation's progress, were implemented by diverting the whole Nation to Non-sense Bollywood issue and Tiktok. Result: it was too late, they already did several new changes, that eventually help them realize their goal of Hindu Rashtra - Preserving the Ladder system.

TikTok Introduction and Ban: Keep them engaged in Stupidity. Due to CAA/NRC protests, Dr B.R Ambedkar's voice was heard like never before in India. People are in complete lock-down... Oh what might they sit at home and learn more about CowMan's lies? Keep the common man busy - let him dance to Tiktok videos, instead of watching useful information on Youtube. All TV channels are Manipulated Media, that truth can only be found if you really search for it. India becomes the Highest User of TikTok in the world within no-time. But Alas, TikTok failed the CowMan's politics, there is EQUALITY in Tiktok and anyone can go viral. Suddenly #BlackLivesMatter happened in USA - One video shook the whole planet. Cowman thought, what if the world sees the brutality against Dalits of India, it's worse than Racism, and what if it goes viral? So shut it down immediately... how? Reason given: Ban all Chinese Products including TikTok. Declare a War on China for causing COVID pandemic. Few Soldiers killed in petty quarrel in the Border. No protocol to attack, just Drama. Reality: Anybody becoming viral/famous/rising up is strictly against Hindu Law. The upper remain upper, the lower MUST remain lower. All this fuss about Kashmir/CAA/NRC/Ayodhya is just to implement/maintain this ladder system called Brahmanism/Hinduism. Hence, suppress the man who gave the Constitution and Equality, Fraternity, Freedom. Result: Overnight tiktok was banned.. Which saved yet again the CowMan from his own mess, which he created. Hathras Rape Case, CAA/NRC, Dalit lives matter, all happened around the same time of #blacklivesmatter, what if these issues which are much worse than anything on the planet, are revealed to the world? - Successfully hidden to the common man and also to the World by banning TikTok.

COVID 1st wave subsides: CowMan saved India! Like Shaktiman, Superman, this time in 2020 India was saved from COVID by none other than CowMan. Sell 80 million Vaccines to other Countries rather than vaccinate ourselves, creating shortage of vaccines in India. CowMan will not only save India, Cowman will save the World!! Reason given: He says COVID is peanuts, we Indians have better adaptability, and the need for Vaccination isn't a priority for us. Reality: If we would have been vaccinated by now, India could substantially reduce the deaths caused in 2nd wave. Result: Disaster waiting to unfold in 2021 April.........

Education reforms: Education downgraded. That opportunity to strive to learn in children, can be removed by reducing compulsory education only until the age of 12 years thereby attacking Constitution indirectly, which calls for equal opportunity for every child of this nation to get educated. This is so vast, it requires a special article. (Just an example of how stupid reforms were made: Maths and science - not a must for engineering degree.) Reason: Education is burdensome to children. Not everything is taught in schools, practical knowledge is very important. Reality: The affluent 15% can afford higher education in private schools, while the downtrodden 85% get no education, to be qualified for better professions. Result: With 12 years of school, what great field does the child enter into, for practical experience, apart from their generation-old family work done by their own caste? - Introducing Caste system by retaining the same lifestyle.

Labour Law reforms: Attack the Labour Laws of Constitution. The Constitution of Babasaheb Ambedkar gives Workers a large number of benefits: Minimum Wage, Number of Hours, Workers councils to ask for work related Justice and many more. Reason: Due to COVID, economy dropped immensely, to balance it more Work needs to be done, due to lock-down the Work has increased, so they may need to work more, and must expect less salaries. Reality: Before Constitution came, the Workers were mere slaves. Exploited and looted off their sweat, who had no voice. Result: Indirect attack on Constitution and hidden implementation of Vedic Manusmrithi which Babasaheb Ambedkar burnt in public, due to it's unjust practices and rules. Workers are becoming slaves - Modern Slaves in the name of employment and exploitation.

Privatization of Govt. Organisations: Sell and Loot India! Reservations(social representation as per their population %) for Downtrodden people are given in the Constitution, so as to restore Equality, which they never had since last 2000 years. By privatizing over 100 Government Institutions like, Indian Railways, Airways, Steel, Life Insurance Company, Banks, Shipping, Military, Electricity.... it is a direct attack on Constitution! Reason Given: Government doesn't want to involve in Business, Government only wants to Serve the Nation. These Companies are in huge losses and Government cannot bear the pain. Selling is the only option! Reality: These are cheapest Services provided for the common man by the Government, these are not businesses! These are the largest employers in Govt. Sector... Every Govt Company was made to go into losses indirectly, by choking the suppliers first. By privatizing these dependent companies one by one, this Govt. Company can no longer afford sky-high prices quoted by the Private Firms, and hence they fall into losses. Result: Now the Reservations(social representation as per their population%) for downtrodden people mentioned in Constitution can be side-tracked. Removal of Reservations(social representation as per their population%) has been impossible - that Cowman's twice-born upper class cannot bear the Equality given to the downtrodden. They do not want to work together, these 15% want all the jobs. How to do it? Remove Reservation and look for Surname in disguise of Merit. **No jobs in Public sector, no entry in private sector, Hardly 12 years of schooling, bound to do what his caste is supposed to do. You see Manusmrithi back at work?

Farmer's Law reforms: Snatch away the Farmer's sweat. The price will not be decided by the farmer, the price will be decided by big Monopoly Companies. Reason told: One Nation one Market! Better price for farmers. Reality: Squeeze their sweat and grab their lands, once they become indebted due to losses - enslave them in their own land. Result: Thousands of Farmers protested in Delhi, whose cries were heard as far as Greta Thunberg and Rihanna and many concerned celebrities worldwide. Delhi police blocked internet and media coverage and suppressed them and beat them, several died even after striking for over a month. But, Indian celebrities tweeted "This is India's internal issue! Mind your own business" Shame to even give their names. These are the sick celebrities of India!

COVID 2nd Wave: Kumbhmela as a final weapon to Kill. In the times of 2nd Wave of Corona, which was steeply rising at a higher rate than 1st Wave, how could the permission be granted to the Hindus to celebrate Kumbhmela, where approx. 10 Million people are expected to throng-in? At the same time, for Ramzan in mosques which could accommodate 10k+ crowd, just 500 members was the limit. Is it stupidity or bias? Ban everything when the situation is getting worse, and announce total lock-down! Is 10 million a secretive gathering, that CowMan's eyes have been blinded? Is there a need for Election campaign when the Surge is high? Is there a need for pre-poning Kumbhmela which happens every 12 years, but this time it is desperate on the 11th year? Reason: Some great planet is at a great location, so Astrologers urge Kumbhmela to happen without waiting till 12th year. How stupid? What great wellness is happening to Indians now, apart from suffering and shelling your last buck to get a last artificial breath? Reality:Unimaginable high cases, that can't be controlled... unimaginable number of deaths... Unavailability of beds in hospitals... Testing costs skyrocketed... Vaccines are not free, but everybody is making their own profit before dying... Lack of Oxygen cylinders... Lack of cremation space, cremating by the bulk... No death certificates... Front-line health-workers scared of new mutations... Confusion over Vaccines, whether a myth or reality... Whether COVID is killing them, or is it their pre-planned sketch to eliminate a population... Result: Forget the Kumbhmela, and all the nonsense of the CowMan's Government, blame the Public. Blame the common-man for spreading COVID. Blame them to be the COVID-Psychopaths, who having recovered, are not following safety precautions. Blame the Hospitals for not admitting without a +ve Test-proof. Blame the Private-Hospitals not conducting Tests. Blame those who have not isolated themselves, but how do they know unless they get tested positive, until it's too late that their whole family gets affected?

Of all the worst things CowMan did in his Regime, there are few more worth a mention,

GST(goods and services tax) - CowMan Tax

Petrol prices skyrocketing,

Selling Government Companies to his Caste companions Ambani and Adani at dead-cheap prices,

Waiving off Loans by defaulters like Nirav Modi and Vijay Mallya letting them escape off to foreign countries,

Reducing interest rates in Banks, Selling off Banks,

Cow-Vigilantes killing innocent Muslims/Dalits,

Increase in crimes against Dalits,

Increase in Rapes,

No Freedom of speech,

No freedom of expression,

Jailing or Vanishing anybody who questions CowMan,

No Freedom for Women, Students, Journalists, Activists,

Finally they achieved what they want, from world's largest Democracy to Electoral Autocracy.

By hook-or-crook make India a Hindu Nation: Sanatana dharma= A ladder system. To preserve their dharma, they can go to any extent of killing millions of People as collateral damage in the name of Corona Pandemic - Not just killing, but also looting their last penny as well.

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The Guru in the Group Chat

"A long read on conversation with friends, about one dead salesman, and the oldest business in India"

There is a scale I keep in my head. On one pan I set the first twenty-five years of my life — the schooling, the marks, the obedience, everything I was issued and told to want. On the other pan I set the twenty-sixth year alone. The scale tips toward the single year. The next year it happens again, and the year after that: each year I live now outweighs all the years before it put together, the way a dropped stone gathers speed simply because it has begun to fall. That is what I mean when I say evolution is running inside me. It is not a mood. It is exponentially arithmetic.

I can tell you the day I learned to read that scale. In Germany, a colleague watched me flick the trash into the green without even thinking, the way my hand had flicked thousands of times across the streets of India, and he asked — not angry, merely curious — why do you do that? One question. And thirty+ years of my own behavior turned around and looked at me. I had degrees by then. I had positions on everything. I could argue politics past midnight. And I had been littering for three decades without once seeing my own hand do it. No lecture had ever reached that hand. One question reached it in a second, and that one moment is a learning so big, beyond all the thirty years put together. One question, thousand answers — I still live off the interest of that moment. If one moment can change me, evolve me, everyday is a new learning, new evolution, It is the entire reason I believe eight billion people can change: because I did, past thirty, over flick of trash, and if I could, the species has no excuse.

So one July evening in 2026 I emptied some of this with two friends I have known for years and love without condition. I wasn't preaching; I was thinking with the door open. I told them what I dream when nobody is grading the dream: that the twenty-to-forty-year-olds — the involuntary spine of the planet, the ones who actually carry every office, hospital, farm and server on their backs — could, inside one decade, refuse the sleepwalk and begin something no textbook has a chapter for. That no other species schedules meetings, waits for month-end, or saves a whole year of life to spend twenty days of it. That no ant needs money, and everything we live on and from arrives under the same blue sky, unpriced, until we price it. In all this why the discriminating, the hate, the oppression, the life giving mothers and women of the planet be constantly subjected to patriarchy, and why only in our species Sex is so vulgarised.

I asked them why the most natural process on Earth turned obscene only in us, humans — flowers pollinate in public and nobody blushes, grain sets seed without a censor board, a trillion insects will mate this afternoon — yet human reproduction alone became a dirty secret, and, by no coincidence at all, women became the ones punished for the secret. And I told them my working definition of revolution, and it is quantum: a species that behaves identically whether observed or unobserved. We are particles that switch state when watched.

The day a person is the same alone as in a crowd — no performance, no predation when the lights go off, no fear caused in anyone by anyone — that day, I said, we are gods, and we will need no other.

They told me to write a book or a blog about it. Like the books and discourses of Osho — he also worked on utopia.

I want you to sit inside that sentence the way I did. I had handed my friend a thought grown in my own soil, watered with my own years — and his first instinct was to check which guru's farm it (this thought) had escaped from. As if a thought without a brand name is contraband.

As if the highest compliment available to an original sentence is: this resembles a product, same product. He meant it kindly. That is the worst part. The reflex ran below kindness, below argument, at the level where a mind files reality itself: every vision must have a vendor.

Then the shop opened, and for two days my friends sold me their dead salesman.

"See with no bias — you'll understand." He said "teenagers should fall in love, should have sex; first love plus innocence. Remove the taboo around sex. Understand sex to go beyond sex — it doesn't mean fuck like rabbits. Sex is life energy. Suppress a desire and it returns in another form."

All of it arrived secondhand. And then, the next morning — before sunrise, before tea — the phone lit up with the one I will never forget: "nature doesn't know what incest is… so he (Osho) taught that too."

Read it twice. A man I know as friend for decades was awake before dawn, typing a defense of incest on behalf of a stranger thirty-five years dead — and offering it as a point in the stranger's favor. He felt nothing snap as he typed. That is the true price of surrender, and notice that it is not your conclusions — it is your alarm.

The bell that should deafen a man when his own thumbs produce such a sentence had been wrapped, years ago, in the guru's silk. Few hours later came the gentlest insult of my life: "he carved out and zoomed into what would enhance a better world — similar to what your outlook is".

Similar?

My utopia and the commune's, cousins.

The brand had decided to acquire me.

Here is what I answered, and I will stand on it. "Take one word — any word — and you can define the whole of existence through it, with it, in infinite ways, if you are obsessed enough.

Sex was the occupation of a man's mind, so he theorized all of creation around sex, minus taboo, and to a mind stocked with the same obsession the theory feels like sunrise."

But meaning is manufactured at the ear, not at the mouth. The speaker can produce absolute rubbish; the seeker, in the right fever/fervor, will stitch revelation out of a bus timetable — because what you receive is assembled from wherever you are stuck, from your cravings and your aversions, from the exact address of your slavery.

We are all slaves of time; each of us is stuck somewhere in it; and a guru is a man who has learned to bill the stuck (clinging ones) according to their coordinates. No two of us are on the same page — no two humans ever are — which is why "see with no bias" is the funniest instruction in the language. The disciple's bias is the entire product.

They asked how I could be so sure. Fair. So I told them where I have been.

I was not always outside the tent, I dared to explore beyond the sweet youtube videos. I went and joined the inner engineering finally after watching several videos several times, only after I confirmed to my biases did I go and sign up. Before that, the subject of study and research was Sadhguru Jaggi and Osho Rajneesh. When I was a student, when I had all the time life could provide me at my disposal. Even prior to all this, I always had the quest to seek every detail this limited life had to offer. Somehow trapped into the wrong cult, by a salesman with the right PR. At first I was skeptical, I wasn't sure to believe the clarity a human could possess, so I wanted to really see up close what's all inside the commune. The doubt was, whether it was clarity or confusion or betrayal for their own petty capitalistic benefit.

In my twenties — my prime, my best fuel — I watched more hours of Osho and of Sadhguru than my friends could afford watch in their lifetimes. I met people who went in, and people who crawled back out, and listened to both. I was obsessed, for a while, with the stupidest question I was skeptical about in that decade of mine: which of the two is right/genuine for me to surrender? — when the only real question, I was innocent or ignorant enough as a youth full of energy and curiosity, was,

What either one was selling? I was constantly fighting within myself to prove and disapprove God. The story of enlightenment. What could be true enlightenment? Then how should an enlightened being be and not be? And the story continues..

I watched the newer godman run the older one's machine while stepping, carefully, dribbling and dodging around every documented mistake that got the older one deported — same modus operandi, tighter safety measures, the same mythology retold in every speech with the serial numbers filed off like an infinite soapy TV serial. What starts as rational and irreligious, slowly gets moulded into a blind-believing ritualistic orthodoxy, that you finally forget to question, the very guru who asked you to ask questions.

I learned how the trick scales: if I wanted, I could sort out every human problem into categories tonight, start a project and start brainstorming all questions and all answers, take the project seriously and prepare for a month if not an year, and perfect the oratory skills and script a wise answer for each category. Then I may not have all the answers, but at least cover majority of questions. The rest is on the ears that hear and make out sense of it and the confidence with which I answer my solid ones, which anchors the ship of the slave ears, obediently in my shore. It is not wisdom. It is inventory.

I count those years now, the way you count a fire — by what survived it. Whatever I understand today, I understand in spite of those influences, not because of them. So no, I am not writing from a mountaintop. I am writing from the far side of a pit I paid to enter with my own best years, and I can hear my friends down there, today, praising these walls of the pit.

Their defenses, from that point on, arrived in an order I have since learned is universal.

You will hear the same sequence in any ashram, any party office, any family that protects its abuser.

First came dilution. "Take it with a pinch of salt. We agree to disagree. I don't keep his photo, I don't treat him as god. Gurus are catalysts — devices to achieve no-mind. If it works for you, great." Notice, before anything else, the asymmetry: my claims were cross-examined, while the documented crimes of these men claiming to be enlightened received a pinch of salt. Doubt, in these rooms, flows only downhill — never up the pyramid. And when I aimed at the living brand instead of the dead one — don't compare Sadhguru with Osho — there was the flinch, instant and revealing: blasphemy law relaxes for the dead. The living franchise still has active customer support.

Then came the gotcha. "I myself said 1.2 trillion dollars could save a hundred countries from Hunger and all problems — Doesn't that make me a conman too? That I may make people believe in false hope that money could solve human problems, what is the base of this claim, what hope do I give it for a utopia radical against these Godmen?" No. And since the word was finally on the table, I gave it a definition, which I repeat here so you can carry it in your pocket. A conman is precise. He takes an idea available for free, twists the stories, and sells it to the poor and the innocent. He stands where a single word of his can bend or break a hundred lives — the heaviest responsibility a mouth can carry — and he spends that power on his own petty appetites. And beneath the robes there is no working empathy at all: whether the flock lives or dies does not move his pulse an inch. Free idea - priced. Influence - monetized. Empathy - absent. Three conditions. Test them against anyone. Including me, please, forever.

Then came the woods. Maybe there is no growth, one of them offered, almost tenderly. "Maybe just the path changed, and it appeared as growth. Maybe we're all lost in the woods, looking for nothing — sit, light a joint. Maybe that's why gurus are needed?" Watch that move in slow motion, because it is the oldest sales funnel on Earth: first dissolve a man's confidence in his own legs, then rent him a shepherd. Despair is the marketing department of every faith ever founded. The pitch is never he is great. The pitch is you are lost.

Then came the mirror. "How are you sure you haven't become the sheep of your own thought process?" The one genuinely good question they asked, and it deserves a full answer: a shepherd is defined by the exit. My own thoughts I am permitted to leave — I have abandoned palaces of them, and I abandoned these very men, Osho, Jaggi, the whole bazaar of my twenties, and the door did not bill me on the way out. Show me the door out of your guru — the one you can walk through and still keep your evenings, your certainty, your friends — and I will consider believing he isn't one. I have left the need of a shepherd. That, plus a scientific temperament, is my entire security system.

Then came the diagnosis. When the arguments thinned: "maybe it's just your ego, inflated… hero complex… beware, that's your enlightened ego talking — that's dangerous too. The teaching is never wrong; the man who sees the problem is unwell." Families run this move, cults run it, castes run it, governments run it — it is the universal grammar of every structure that cannot afford clarity. And here I handed them a gift they did not expect: Yes . My ego is inflated. I have not dissolved into thin air like an omnipresent/omnipotent God that I exist in everything and everywhere, no I realise with one reality that I exist within the framework of my physical perishable mortal body. I am alive, I have judgment, and it is precisely my ego — this undissolved, unenlightened, unsurrendered I — that keeps the receipts and points at wrong and calls it wrong. Integrity is an ego function. That is exactly why they price/emphasize it's removal.

And when everything else failed, came the relocation: "Forget what he told. What matters is — have you achieved no-mind? Period!!" When the messenger stands indicted, move the entire case to an inner courtroom where no witness can enter. A currency that cannot be counted can never be counterfeit — which is precisely why they trade in it. And to the currency itself, my answer stands: a stone has no mind. Four billion years of evolution purchased this outrageous brain — an instrument that can hold Saturn and grammar and grief in one skull — and no-mind is not my aspiration. They softened it at once — "not all the time… it makes you a better decision-maker… it's like seeing between the lines" — and then, demonstrating the seeing, one of them produced the sentence that ended something in me: "Intelligence… like reading between the blurred lines of rape and consent. You are looking at rape — we're talking about consent." I asked what exists between those two things. I genuinely wanted the analogy. The reply came: "attach a sign to each — one positive, the other negative — then they are not the same." That is what remains when thinking has been outsourced long enough. Arithmetic where ethics should be. Plus and minus signs stuck like price tags onto rape and consent — by a good man, a kind man, in defense of a dead stranger's honor. I am not mocking my friend. I am showing you the invoice.

Behind all six defenses stood one constitution, and eventually they recited it for me with pride, the way a man shows you his home temple: "I'm a positive person. I take only the positive." Let us take that sentence apart until nothing is left standing, because it is not a philosophy. It is an anesthesia. A hundred good things and one bad thing — what do you take? They say: the hundred, obviously; why drown a tank for a drop? And I answer: first tell me what kind of drop, because arithmetic has no jurisdiction here. Chemistry does. Newton spent half his genius on alchemy and occult prophecy, and yet I use his mechanics daily, without hesitation and without contradiction — because his nonsense is a stone at the bottom of the tank. It never dissolved into the physics. The equations do not ask me to trust Newton; they invite me to check him, and every one of them survives the death of its author's character, because verification, not faith, is the solvent. I can fish the stone out and drink. But a guru's teaching is drunk as one water — that is the entire design; surrender is the drink — and into that water the man himself has stirred his appetites, his politics, his contempt. Nature doesn't know incest, so he taught that too is not a stone lying in Osho. It is in solution. It flows from the very doctrine of desire-without-audit that my friends were praising by breakfast. And when the poison is dissolved, there is no positive left to take: every glass you pour is the whole tank. So yes — one drop, and I refuse the tank entire. Not squeamishness. Chemistry. You cannot drink around a solute. This is also where the schoolbooks commit their gentlest fraud, hyphenating Gandhi-and-Ambedkar onto one page like two flavours of the same greatness. They cannot be on the same page, and the tank explains why. Gandhi is not Newton. Newton's product was a method that anyone can verify without loving the man; Gandhi's declared product was Gandhi — my life is my message, in his own words — the man offered himself as the medicine. And once your life is the message, your whole life stands assay, in solution, non-detachable by your own declaration. Run the assay and this is what dissolves out: decades spent defending varnashrama as a sacred ordering while opposing only its cruelest symptom; a fast unto death whose pressure fell not on the British but on Babasaheb Ambedkar, to snatch away the separate electorates through which the oppressed might for once have represented themselves; mercy for the untouchable, always, but administered eternally by the hand of the master — the sin to be washed by the oppressor's change of heart rather than by the annihilation of the order that produced the sin. Read POONA PACT* (read the documented facts in detail, and not the propaganda smeared to your face in schoolbooks, that you hardly ever paid attention to) None of that is a pebble that fell into Gandhism by accident. It flows from its core: the purification of hierarchy instead of its demolition; the reformed master instead of the freed human. Load-bearing. Dissolved. Refused — tank and all — while Newton's stone lies harmless at the bottom of a physics I will happily teach to children.

Now watch the same species run the whole operation in reverse, because the hypocrisy is itself the evidence. The men who grant their guru's documented crimes a pinch of salt will remember, forever, one bad remark by a neighbour. One slip, one rumour, and a lifetime of decency is erased — ask any woman what the public tank retains of her; ask any Dalit basti that has burned on the strength of a whisper how much positivity was extended before the match was struck. So the mind is not actually choosing between generosity and strictness at all. It is choosing by altitude. Mercy flows uphill, toward robes and thrones; memory flows downhill, onto the powerless. The positive-only disciple and the one-remark mob are the same broken instrument pointed in opposite directions — and both are refusing the identical thing: the assay. Neither asks whether the bad is dissolved or detachable, whether it was done wielding power over others, who paid for it, whether it was ever owned and repaired. They replace measurement with mood, and mood, reliably, votes for the hierarchy. Babasaheb had a word for what the assay actually measures, and it settles the hundred-versus-one arithmetic permanently: sheel. Of the three lamps he took from the Buddha — pradnya, sheela, karuna; understanding, character, compassion — sheel is the one that cannot be bought back once sold, because it is not another item floating in the tank. It is the water. Talents, achievements, the hundred shining things — those are solutes; character is the solvent they dissolve in, and he warned exactly this: that learning without sheel is more dangerous than ignorance, a sword handed to the wrong hand, cutting with skill. This is why the count never mattered and never will. A hundred brilliancies stirred into bad water yield poisoned brilliance; you do not sweeten a ruined tank by adding sugar. When my friends announce "I take only the positive", what they are actually announcing is: the water is exempt from testing. And that exemption has always had a market rate — the godmen have been collecting it for millennia.

Somewhere, between deflections, they asked a question they thought was a detour: "Why did you prefer Buddha? Who is he?"

Hold the tragedy of that up to the light. They can quote a Pune salesman by the hour — and of the man he plagiarized, they ask, who is he.

So: Who is he? Not a god. I revere no gods, made or self-made, and I keep my disagreements even with him— which happens to be the only tribute he(Buddha) ever requested. I mark him the way I mark Galileo: a milestone, the visible point where the line of human thought bends. But first his biography has to be rescued from the bedtime version my friends were sold — the sealed prince who glimpses a sick man, an old man, a corpse, and bolts away at midnight.

"The history of India is nothing but a history of mortal conflict between Buddhism and Brahmanism"

This bedtime story is the brahmanisation of Buddha, distorted to fool the masses of their inherent legacy. Only then can the hypocrisy of the trend survive, when the crowds are goated, so the shepherd has a job. I called that story concocted and dangerous in every context, and I'll defend the charge here: it sells the idea of awakening as a lightning strike that befalls the pampered. No labour, no politics — just luxury, interrupted. Babasaheb Ambedkar, reading the old texts with a lawyer's eye, recovered a different leaving, of evidence and archeological backing: a young man who stood against his own clan's war over the waters of the Rohini river, and accepted exile rather than bless the killing. A political conscience walking out the front door in daylight — not a panic attack at midnight. Choose your version carefully. Each one trains you to expect a different thing of your own awakening.

And what did this human teach, that I audit gods against him? The old divinities, on the battlefield, said: kill — it is your duty. (even the godmen and enlightenment-salesmen endorse this thought, they preach as well with all prejudice, certain stories).

This man, Gotama the Buddha, answered across the centuries: "Do not kill even the enemy. Kill the evil in his mind." And he left behind, instead of a hierarchy of surrender, a laboratory instrument that costs nothing and was issued to you at birth: attention, riding on breath. Become the living microscope. Observe the one specimen you will never lack — this arising and passing life —

and watch craving form,

watch aversion form,

watch both die under observation.

Impermanence not as scripture but as data; equanimity not as mood but as method; blissful states, still states, charged states, and clinging to none of them. It is a technique — repeatable, testable, in the only lab that matters, within your body. He charged no fee, franchised no bloodline, and issued the single commandment in recorded history that self-destructs upon contact: attā dīpa — be a lamp unto yourself. Obey it completely and you no longer need the commander. That is the whole difference, and it is unbridgeable: a teacher hands you the tools to check everything including him himself; an owner confiscates all those tools. The person must never grow larger than the idea. The ones I actually grieve in Oregon are not the guru's accountants but the true believers who poured their blood and sweat into a utopia they thought their utopia belonged to everyone. They were not fools for the wanting. They were robbed for trusting a man above a method — because the moment the man outweighs the idea, the idea becomes his property, and you become its tenant.

There is a question my friends kept circling without ever quite firing, so let me load it for them at full strength, because it is their best bullet and it deserves its day: "You mock our shepherd — but aren't the Buddha and Babasaheb simply yours? You reject following, and then you follow. Where is the difference, except in the brand?"

Here is the difference, and it is not a difference of degree. It is a difference of direction. Put to any teacher a single question: does following him make him more necessary, or less? The guru's entire economy runs on retention — his revenue, his ashram, his myth all scale with the headcount of the surrendered, so every technique is engineered to deepen the need: one more initiation, one more level, one more secret behind one more fee. Maybe you didn't dare enough to explore, rather than safely watch for free a few comforting YouTube discourses, that satisfy your confirmation bias. The exit is priced; the dependency is the product. Now put the men I am accused of worshipping/following/believing to the same question. The Buddha, dying, appointed no successor and left one closing instruction

— be a lamp unto yourself —

— "Hatred is never appeased by hatred in this world; by non-hatred alone is hatred appeased. This is a law eternal." (Na hi verena verani, sammanti dha kudacanam; Averena ca sammanti, esa dhammo sanantano.) —

The commands which, obeyed completely, abolishes the commander. And Babasaheb, in his farewell address to the Constituent Assembly, wrote the anti-guru clause into the nation's memory in words a child can carry: bhakti in religion may be a road to salvation, but in politics, bhakti or hero-worship is a sure road to degradation and to eventual dictatorship. Sit with the strangeness of that. The man is warning you against himself. The only faithful way to follow Ambedkar is to refuse to worship Ambedkar — the following is self-terminating by design, like the lamp. Whereas the only faithful way to follow the guru is to keep kneeling. Watch how each loyalty fails, because they fail in opposite directions:

A bhakt of Babasaheb who garlands the statue and stops reading the argument has disobeyed Babasaheb; A disciple of the guru who starts auditing the accounts has disobeyed the guru.

That is how you know these are not the same relation wearing different photographs. One of my friends offered, as proof of his moderation, "I don't keep his photo, I don't treat him as god" — but the photo was never the danger. You can hang no picture and still surrender the assay; you can garland Babasaheb every morning and still refuse him the only devotion he ever asked for, which is reading.

And what is it, precisely, that I follow? Not the men. Babasaheb may be wrong somewhere, and would demand and be proud that someone says so, to be a critique, wherever there might be the slightest scope; I always find reasons to disagree even with the Buddha, and I have already told you that is the sole tribute he requested. I follow the way a runner follows the runner ahead: to take the baton, not to kiss the shoe. Humanity is a relay against time — the longest race there is — and a milestone is not a destination; it is a measurement, the marker of how far thought has already traveled, planted so that no generation wastes its one life re-deriving fire. Which is why following, in itself, was never the disease. A species that followed nothing would not be free; it would be amnesiac — every child rediscovering the wheel, the zero, the vaccine, the very idea of rights, and dying at the same milestone where its grandparents died. We stand on shoulders to see further. We do not kneel at feet to see less. The entire ethics of discipleship is contained in that height differential — even Newton, no humble man, understood the physics of it: elevation is a thing transferred, never surrendered.

So: benchmark, not shrine. I keep the Buddha the way science keeps a verified reading — a result reproducible by anyone with attention and breath, against which everything after is calibrated, and beyond which we are obliged to go. I keep Babasaheb the way a constitution keeps its amendment clause: supreme and correctable, an authority that carries within itself the licensed procedure for its own revision. What I reject is the milestone that moves for money — the marker that walks, that charges toll, that turns to face you and announces the road ends here, at my feet, with the remaining distance available in easy installments. A false benchmark does not merely cheat its buyer; it corrupts navigation for everyone downstream, because every runner after calculates from the lie. That is why my rejection is not the opposite of my reverence. It is my reverence's quality control. What matters is the direction and the transfer — does the teacher raise the species' floor and hand over the tools? What does not matter is everything my friends kept litigating: the name on the marker, the photo on the wall, the garland, the brand. Evolution itself runs this exact audit without sentiment: it keeps what transmits and discards what hoards. And so the whole sorting question, in the end, is one line long. When this teacher is finished with you — are you more yours, or more his?

Now the final part of this lecture (if they may feel so) my friends will like the least: Why I now identify myself as an Ambedkarite, and why a person like me refuses to consider any of my friend's gurus under harmless personal spirituality?

Look at the architecture, not the decor.

Between the tiller and the soil: a landlord.

Between the devotee and the deity's ear: a priest.

Between you and your own breath, now, for a fee: a guru.

It is one invention at three scales — the middleman of being — and our people have been paying rent on all three floors for millennia. Caste was never merely a ranking of bodies; it was a licensing system for access — to the water, to the well, to the land, to the self respect, to the letter, to the god, and finally to your own interior. The guru is that license, miniaturized for the smartphone. And every small surrender is a rehearsal for the large one: a mind trained to murmur he's on another plane, who are we to question will extend the same courtesy to the landlord, the strongman, the in-laws, the mob. Obedience is a transferable skill. That is precisely why it is taught.

And watch, always, where the blame gets pointed. Every godman's product, whatever the packaging, performs one single function: it points the finger inward. Your ego. Your karma. Your vibrations. Your unachieved no-mind. Never the land record. Never the wage. Never who may marry whom, or whose child fetches water from which well.

For the comfortable, this inward turn is a spa. For the crushed, it is a sedative — the problem relocated from the world, where it could be organized against, to your interior, where you can only be managed. Set the two lineages side by side and the fraud becomes visible to a child. Savitribai and Jyotiba Phule picked up slates and taught the forbidden to read, and took the stones and the dung on their bodies for it. Babasaheb Ambedkar wrote the crushed into the law as citizens. The Babas and Gurus teach the crushed to breathe through it — and then fly to Davos. They blame you, that that's how you're meant to be, suffer, because it's your Karma. One tradition changes conditions. The other manages your response to conditions, and thereby preserves them — which is why the industrialists endow the ashrams and the politicians touch the feet on camera. The donations follow. And by the way "No-mind" has NEVER once organized a strike.

And they do all of it, insult stacked upon injury, wearing Buddha's stolen coat — retailing his free technique with a mythology surcharge, an enlightened being re-telling the old appeasing stories to the very masses his enlightenment should have freed, hungry past retirement age for the Mercedes, the Rolexes, the ninety-odd Rolls-Royces, the bodies of followers. What exactly did all that timeless awareness teach its owner? The commune that preached total love ended by poisoning an American town's salad bars — seven hundred and fifty people sickened, still the largest bioterror attack in that country's history — and my friends, four decades later, on another continent, wake before dawn to defend the catalogue!

The thread died the way these threads always die. "You won. Congratulations 🎉" — a white flag folded into a smirk. But I was not collecting a win. Winning an argument with a friend is winning a receipt after a fight to pay the bill at the table. So let me pay, instead, the two debts I still owed them.

On the first day they had demanded: "What is your one-size-fits-all solution?" Here it is, complete: There isn't one. There is a one-size-fits-all life, already running, fitted to you at birth. Know the immensity of being alive — that from no life came life, from life a mind, and inside that mind, this: matter contemplating matter, stardust filing complaints about the stars. I am not competing with my friends; I am compelling them. To become lifetime learners and lifetime seekers. To ask everywhere and cling to no single reality, including mine. To run the inner journey not as a retirement plan, not as a DVD you plug in and play someday, but parallel — every moment, alongside the outer one, or to have the ability switch off completely, at will. Every moment is unique, it's changing, constantly changing. Change is the only constant; we live, we grow, we die; between those two brackets, EVOLVE. And know that you are amazing in spite of — never because of. (Anything - be it a substance or a person of substance.)

And they had asked, with real edge: "Osho held a philosophy degree. Maybe Sadhguru holds one. Is there some degree you have that nobody else does?" There is, and here is the entire certificate. To hold information is knowledge. To know how to use it is intelligence. To know the right use — which hand it feeds, which hand it frees — is wisdom. The education that moves you up that ladder is printed on no paper; it prints itself in behavior, empathy and compassion. Mine flicked trash on the earth for thirty years, and then one question stopped the hand forever. That is my degree. The university is open to eight billion, the fee is honesty, and no guru sits on the faculty — because the oldest instruction of my tradition already carries the whole syllabus in three verbs and no throne:

EDUCATE , AGITATE, ORGANIZE.

Grammar addressed to equals. No shepherd survives contact with it, and none is needed — nobody is born a sheep. The need for a shepherd is manufactured, and whatever is manufactured can be refused.

Every species mutates by accident; ours mutates by parenting. You are manifesting a younger version of yourself right now — in what you tolerate, in what you defend. What will you hand that child: a shittier world than the one you were given, or the beginning of the blue one like the blue sky, under which everything already stands equal?

My friends — this whole lecture is just like that one German sentence long, I was asked. I am not your shepherd; I resigned from that economic model at both ends, in both posts. I am only trying to BE, for you, what a colleague once was for me beside a green hedge: a single question, left lying next to a lifelong habit. What trash are you still flicking out?

One question. Thousand answers.

Jai Bhim.

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"Shadows of History: Brahminical Influence and India's Struggle for Freedom"

Jai Bhim to all.

The conflict often mischaracterized as the initial struggle for independence against the British in 1857 was actually triggered by British violations of traditional Manu laws. This included punishment of Brahmins, erosion of Brahmin authority, and expanded opportunities in education and employment for Shudras.

In response, figures like Tantia Tope, a Konkani Brahmin, collaborated with other prominent Brahmins to strategize. With the nominal leadership of Bahadur Shah Jafar, figures like Nana Saheb, Jhansi Lakshmi Bai, and Sadashiba Rao Peshwa prepared for conflict.

The British, understanding the plot, suppressed the rebellion, targeting Brahmins and placing a bounty on their heads. Many Brahmins went underground, disguising themselves as ascetics or Babas (eg. Saibaba).

The introduction of the Indian Penal Code in 1860 marked a seismic shift, departing from Manu laws by instituting uniform punishment regardless of caste. The IPC now mandated death for resistance to British rule.

For years, Brahmins waited, wary of British reprisal, much like during Buddha and Ashoka's era and later in the 19th century.

By 1875, Dayananda Saraswati founded the Arya Samaj. Yet, Brahmins hesitated to act openly, fearing British retaliation.

In 1884, Bala Gangadhar Tilak, Lala Lajpat Rai, and Bipin Chandrapal founded Congress under the name Home Rule, appointing A.O. Hume as its first president.

Brahmins sought to temper British anger by signaling an alliance through Hume. Yet, the British saw through the ploy and dismissed it.

Later, Tilak assumed Congress presidency, realizing broader support was needed beyond Brahmins. He engaged with other community leaders, like Chhatrapati Sahu Maharaj and Mahatma Jyoti Rao Phule, but faced skepticism.

Phule's seminal work "Gulamgiri" underscored the need to challenge Brahminical dominance even before British departure. Phule's ideas galvanized the Mulnivasi, leading to skepticism of Brahmin leadership.

The Ganesh Nimajjana Utsav, initiated by Tilak, sought to unify Indians under Brahmin auspices, catalyzing support for independence.

Previously, Shivaji's festival was Maharashtra's primary celebration. Phule's unearthing of Shivaji's legacy highlighted Brahminical opposition to Shudra rule. Annual events like Bhima Koregaon served as reminders of Brahminical treachery.

Brahmins leveraged festivals like Ganesh Nimajjana to suppress their history of exploitation, fostering religious unity and support for their independence movement.

Through strategic propaganda, they recast Shivaji as a symbol of Hindu self-respect, obscuring their own antagonism towards Shudras and Mulnivasis, currently trending as Hindu-Muslim clashes in the name of Hindutva.

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Black History of Ugadi/Yugadi/Gudi Padwa

After ascending to the throne, Chhatrapati Shambhaji Maharaj, the son of Shivaji Maharaj, took up the mantle to fulfill the unfinished work initiated by his father, Chhatrapati Shivaji. Manusmriti, a text previously exclusive to Brahmins, imposed stringent regulations on Sudras, denying them basic rights such as education and property ownership. Upon deeply studying Vedic scriptures, Puranas, and Manusmriti, Maharaj concluded that Buddhism was the path forward for the nation. Subsequently, he authored a book titled "Buddha Bhushanam" to propagate Buddhist doctrines. This action greatly incensed the Brahmins, who were further aggravated when Maharaj embarked on a mission to educate other Shudra castes, unifying them in the process.

The threat to their principles as outlined in Manusmriti instigated turmoil among the Brahmins. They joined forces with the Mughal ruler Aurangzeb to counter this significant challenge to their orthodox beliefs. Subsequently, conspiring with Aurangzeb, the Brahmins orchestrated the arrest of Shambhaji Maharaja and his followers. The captives were then handed over to the Brahmins.

In accordance with the punishments dictated by Manusmriti for Sudras, Shambhaji Maharaja was subjected to severe torture, including the gouging out of his eyes, skinning him alive, cutting out his tongue, and ultimately brutal murder at the hands of the Brahmins. His head was severed, and the heads of his followers were impaled on swords and paraded in Poona.

"This is the fate of those who defy the Brahmins," proclaimed the Peshwa Brahmins of that era, warning the populace against challenging Brahmanism.

During the reign of Sambhaji Maharaja, especially the Untouchables (today's SCs), experienced upliftment. After his demise, unable to bear the sight of Shambhaji Maharaj's abandoned body, the Untouchables performed his final rites with due respect.

However, this action incurred severe repercussions from the Brahmins. Since then, the Untouchables (SCs) were punished by wearing a clay pot around their necks anda broom around their waists. They were deemed so impure that their footprints had to be erased, and even their saliva was considered polluting. Their shadows were believed to be impure, leading to the imposition of inhumane rules upon them.

Consequently, the Brahmins orchestrated the demise of Chhatrapati Sambhaji, marking the end of the Shudra kingdom. This day is commemorated as Gudi Padwa or Ugadi/Yugadi in various regions, during which Brahmins symbolically carry a round utensil adorned with red cloth and a stick, reminiscent of the skulls of Shudras paraded on swords during Maharaj's time.

The Brahmins assert that Ugadi signifies Yugadi, symbolizing the commencement of a new era- specifically, the end of Chhatrapati Shambhaji's rule and the dawn of the Brahmin Peshwas' era. The words of the Brahmins carry deeply mysterious meanings, urging careful consideration and understanding.

This encapsulates the historical significance of Ugadi/ Yugadi/Gudi Padwa...

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ఉగాది/యుగాది

(యుగ+ఆది = యుగం మొదలు కావటం) చరిత్ర...

ఛత్రపతి శంభాజి మహారాజు, రాజు అయిన తరువాత తన తండ్రి అయిన ఛత్రపతి శివాజీ చేబట్టిన కార్యాన్ని శంభాజీ మహరాజ్ (శివాజీ కొడుకు) పూర్తి చేయ కంకణం కట్టుకున్నాడు.✊

ఈయన, బ్రాహ్మణుల చేత శూద్రులకు చదవుకునే అర్హతను దిక్కరించిన మనుస్మ్రుతిని దిక్కరించి, బుద్ధ భూషణం అనే పుస్తకాన్ని రాశాడు. వేదా పురాణ గ్రంధాలన్నీ. అధ్యయనం చేసి, ఈ దేశానికి బౌద్ధం ఒక్కటే మార్గం అని బౌద్ద సిద్దాంతాలను ప్రచారం చేయ పూనుకున్నాడు.

ఇది బ్రాహ్మణులకు మరింత ఆగ్రహాన్ని కలిగించింది. అంతేకాకుండా మిగత శూద్ర కులాలన్నింటిని చైతన్యం చేయ పూనుకున్నాడు.

శూద్ర కులాలన్నీ ఏకమవటం బ్రాహ్మణులకు మరింత ఉక్రోషానికి గురిచేసింది.

తమ మనుధర్మ సిద్ధాంతాలకు వాటిల్లిన పెను ప్రమాదాన్ని అంతమొందించటానికి చెల్లాచెదురైన బ్రాహ్మణులంతా ఏకమై, మొఘల్ పాలకుడు ఔరంగజేబు తో చేతులు🤝 కలుపుతారు.

అప్పుడు బ్రాహ్మణులు కుటిల యత్నంతో శంభాజి మహారాజును కుట్రతో, సమయం చూసి, ఔరంగజేబు కబురు పెట్టగా, అప్పుడు ఔరంగజేబు శంభాజీ మహారాజును, అయన అనుచరులను బంధించి, బ్రాహ్మణులకు అప్పచెప్పుతారు.

అప్పుడు బ్రాహ్మణులు మనుస్మృతిలో శూద్ర కులాల ప్రజలకు ఎటువంటి శిక్షలు వేయాలో చెప్పినట్టుగా కళ్ళు పీకి, చర్మం వొలిచి నాలుక కోసి ఛత్రపతి శంబాజి మహారాజును క్రూరంగా హత్య చేశారు.

ఆయన తలను అయన అనుచరుల తలలను కోసి వారి ఖడ్గాలకు వాటిని గుచ్చి, పూనా లో ఊరేగించారు.

"చూడండి మీ చక్రవర్తి మమ్మల్ని దిక్కరించి కులధర్మాన్ని దిక్కరించిన వాడు చుడండి వీడికి ఏ గతి పట్టిందో మీలో ఎవరన్న ఇలా చేస్తే మీకు కూడా ఇదే గతి పడుతుంది అని ప్రజలను హెచ్చరించారు ఆనాటి పేశ్వా బ్రాహ్మణులు.

ఆనాడు శంభాజి మహారాజు పరిపాలన వలన శూద్రులందరూ ఎదిగారు, ముఖ్యంగా అంటరానివారు (ఈనాటి SC లు).

అయితే శంభాజీ మహరాజు శవాన్ని అలా అనాధ శవంలా చూడలేక ఆ నాటి అంటరాని వారు (SC లు) శంభాజి మహారాజు శవాన్ని తలను దగ్గర చేర్చి గౌరవంగా అంతిమ సంస్కారాలు చేస్తారు.

అలా శంభాజి మహారాజు కి అంతటి గౌరవం ఇచ్చినందుకు బ్రాహ్మణులు ఆనాటినుండి అంటరాని వారికి (ఎస్ సి) శిక్షగా మూతికి ముంత, ముడ్డికి చీపురు తగిలించారు.😞* అంతేకాక అంటరాని వారిపై ఎన్నో ఆంక్షలు పెట్టారు.

అలా ఛత్రపతి శంభాజీని చంపి ఈ రోజుతో శూద్ర రాజ్యం అంతమై పోయింది, బ్రాహ్మణులు సరికొత్త కాలం మొదలైంది అని ఆ రోజున పండుగ చేసుకున్నారు ఆ పండుగ పేరు గుడి పడువా అదే మన ఆంధ్రప్రదేశ్ లో ఉగాదిగా జరుపుకుంటారు.

గుడి పడవా రోజున బ్రాహ్మణులూ చెంబులకు ఎర్రని వస్త్రాలు కట్టి దాన్నిలో ఒక కర్రను పెట్టి పైకెత్తి తిరుగుతారు. ఆనాడు శంభాజీ మహారాజ్ అయన అనుచరుల తలలను కత్తులకు గుచ్చి ఊరేగించారు దానికి గుర్తే ఈ చెంబులో కర్రలు పెట్టి ఉరేగించడం.

కానీ బ్రాహ్మణులు ఉగాది అంటే యుగాది అని, అంటే కొత్త యుగం మొదలైంది అని చెబుతారు, నిజానికి ఛత్రపతి శంబాజీ పరిపాలన యుగం అంతము పోయి, బ్రాహ్మణ పేశ్వాలా యుగం మొదలైంది అని అర్థం.

బ్రాహ్మణుల మాటల్లో చాలా చాలా నిగూఢ మైన అర్థం వుంటుంది , అందుకే వాళ్ళు మాట్లాడే, చెప్పే ప్రతి మాటను, పదాన్ని జాగ్రత్తగా ఆలోచించి అర్థం చేసుకునే ప్రయత్నం చేయండి.

ఇది ఉగాది/ యుగాది చరిత్ర...

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https://winstonchurchill.org/resources/speeches/1930-1938-the-wilderness/our-duty-in-india/ (at Royal Albert Hall, London) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeF2Bh0MHPScD741mjxOr3OXpEjY4WLuggh8JY0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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"What is Dalit Love? Why are Dalits still loving?"

Suraj yengde puts it's beautifully and powerfully, why the oppressors are still being loved?

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For Savaranas and twice-born nuts who consider themselves intelligent and unable to get seats due to their superior meritocracy.. This is how you are brainwashed.. You guys account to less than 15% of Indian population but you rob off 50% of total seats in the name of General category!

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Movie of Life!

My eyes, the camera..

My brain, the memory chip..

My life, not just 2hrs Story but a 100 years long Story..

Every moment, twists and turns, the screenplay..

Every experience, an emotion..

I am the movie, that I watch..

I am the movie, that I make..

I am the best movie, I've ever seen..

Oh! So many 'I' and 'My'... Am I too egoistic? Not at all! Everyone thinks their's is the best story!

If mine alone is so amazing, then every moment of every person, dead or alive, must be really amazing..

Then, every moment of every living creature must be an amazing movie, a documentary worth Sir Attenborough's narration..

Then, every moment of the Cosmos as a whole, must be an extraordinary movie..

To be alive and to realise the reality behind this transformation of atoms into thinking brains, this evolution is an incredible movie..

To look out into space, for life elsewhere, with the technology developed by the human genius..

That, the very atoms that could not think, are thinking about themselves, and beyond..

That, the microscopic order, evolving into chaotic disorder..

The learning of itself - the Science..

The understanding of itself, the beginning and the end..

All this through us Humans, as the instruments, to uncover itself, the universe is playing a mega mega Movie..

Those who understand through logic, and proof call it science..

Those who cannot and/or do not want to, call it God, or may have other definition/beliefs for God.

Those who get fanatic about God, destroy the whole excitement of life, in the name of a prescribed Religion...

A blind belief/faith destroys this freedom to see, observe and experience the reality beyond what is prescribed in the sacred scriptures(story/history)..

Alas the age of oldest sacred story is younger than 5000 years, incomparable to the Cosmic Story of 13,800,000,000 years, or Earth's Story of 4,500,000,000 years.

A stone on earth is a million times older than the book, hence, is that why the stone is carved and worshiped 😉?

(I guess the religion makers were not that intelligent to think so intricately about creation, their intelligence was mediocre and gross on how to exploit one another in the name of belief, to keep them as goats who just follow, rather than question.

God and Religion hate being questioned, Science loves being questioned, everything and itself!)

But nobody knows the whole movie for certain, our lives are just parallel scenes and glimpses of a multi-dimensional movie, which has as many dimensions as the number of entities involved..

**(Belief/Faith and Freedom-of-thought are basic human rights! Everyone is free to believe what they wish to. I don't BELIEVE anything, nor willing to compromise on any BELIEF, that doesn't have logic, reason and proof - both intellectually as well as experientially). NEXT post on BELIEF.. coming up

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I realise this question has no direct or simple answer however I have been wondering and while I have my own views on this I'd want to understand from other perspective too. What do you feel about India's pandemic response? Do you feel Indian healthcare was prepared for it? And how did it fare overall, did it do better than expected or not?And how is it going currently.. both the vaccination and the containment. If you would like to link to some other posts instead of answering or even if you'd like to do both or just anything.. I'd like to hear your take!

I appreciate that you wanted to know my opinion. Thanks

I look at covid numbers as a proportionality indicator to mismanagement and corrupt countries by their Ranking.

In the beginning it was one country after another. Europe, especially germany did a great job, since I've seen it live whilst comparing India. Many countries with well educated leaders, especially women leaders, have done an excellent job in containing, spreading-awareness and taking prompt action.

I see growth of any thing, as an exponential curve and the math involved which reaches it's peak growth stage...growth of anything in nature for example

From seed - sapling - to a tree..

Few cells multiply at slower rate, then increased rate, stabilize and reach it's full growth.. So if you check the graphs of each country of covid trend, they follow a similar pattern exponentially, like the Fibonacci series..

COVID Live Update: 187,311,984 Cases and 4,043,891 Deaths from the Coronavirus - Worldometer

Live statistics and coronavirus news tracking the number of confirmed cases, recovered patients, tests, and death toll due to the COVID-19 c

So coming back to why India was struggling. A great leader who is father of the family called India, was interested not in wellbeing of its people. Corona didn't enter India without a notice. It gave several months time, all countries were suffering when India still had handful cases, which if taken care of wouldn't explode. And fact that India is a chaotic and most populated Nation, controlling is a big issue, so prevention is better than cure. But we successfully ignored all warnings, and felt proud by boasting that corona wouldn't enter Indian blood. Somany mismanaged events, I mentioned in my Cowman post. But the greatness of this government is that any issue, however serious it may be, can be successfully translated to a Communal, religious problem. They complained Tablighi Jamaat, but forgot Trump visit when CAA NRC protests were going on big time parallely in Delhi.

Corona was a boon to this government, to suppress CAA protests, abolish Constitution, remove Education, sell govt Institutions, and many more.. So is it unknown in first wave that prerequisite for treatment of covid is oxygen? But ignore, "kuch bhi Karo, log chup baithenge" attitude..

A doctor protested in Andhra for Mask. He was dismissed, after a week his head tonsured, beaten on the street, and confirmed mentally sick.. After 30 years of service as a chief doctor. So the reason wasn't the protest, the reason was his identity. A dalit, how dare he?

So looking at India, the problem is not covid, the problem is the disease of discriminating, deeply engrained in the heads of a few. To protect this disease, to retain their power, they will do anything, let alone use corona to abuse, rob them and enslave them for their benefits, not only pandemic, but anything that gives them a chance to abuse. Hence their loyal prime minister will remain silent, shed crocodile tears, avoid Media Interview, allow mass gatherings in second wave, sell vaccines, block state capital funds, make them fight among themselves. Be a good leader!

So it's it inevitable for corona to spread?

Yes it is, but the regulation is what matters.. The graph will anyways rise, but slowing down was in our hands, and thus avoiding several deaths by managing hospitals. An overcrowded hospital can do no help, but inspite of this some took benefit by exploiting people done by the corrupt hospitals. Who are these corrupt people, are those that aren't scared of committing any mistake, because they have a superior surname.

Germany was aware of this exponential graph, hence the main concentration was to contain, and slowdown l it's progress, which inevitably will grow anyways, but slow was the key.

Not only India rocked it in second wave, it created new variants which will rebound back and hit hard in coming wave. The vaccination drive is snail pace. Cowman Media is praising showers, but there is severe scarcity of vaccines. The problem with India is the intention and willingness to face and fight the problem sincerely, never existed. MANY looking to profit themselves, MANY thinking about their own safety, MANY ignored and helpless. But inspite of all this, how did India come out of trouble?

It is not the Government at all, it's those FEW with humanity throbbing, who took responsibility into their own hands, volunteering day and night and saved the Nation as a whole.

This is not the end of covid. This is just a phase. People are like goats and like to follow a herd. And their greatest relief is getting out of a problem, and they don't think the root cause of all these problems, once they are solved. They carry on.. They only realise the severity when they are faced again.. And again forget after a while. This is the education system we have, not to question anything.

Memorise whatever is taught!

Memorise whatever happened in past! Forget and do nothing about it, question nothing..

I was disturbed when the daily wagers were stranded after Lockdown announcement. Had the intention of the Government been for the wellbeing of it's people, it would have run it's last trains and buses to send them home. But people forget, that the root cause of this misery was soully and soully the government alone, but people sympathize those who are suffering.

It's not sympathy that's needed, what's needed is to question the root cause for them to be sympathized in the first place..

I hope I have given you an overview of my flow of thoughts..

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Revolution Must Happen #dalitlivesmatter on Twitter

“Ramarajya.. Ram janmabhoomi has no equality, no justice, no peace, no fraternity, no respect for women, no humanity! If the guy shooting t

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World is looking beyond Interstellar..

India is not yet able to fight Inter-Caste!!

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Of the Wants..

What you don't have is what you want,

What you want is all you have,

What you have is what you keep,

What you keep is what you later don't want,

Eventually all that you wanted is all that you don't want,

All that you keep is all that you want to discard.

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SAD - guru! Jaggi!

You successfully herded a bunch of slaves, and converted men to goats!

Have you forgotten to be aware?

Of the nature's law of herd?

That one individual turning back,

will bring the whole herd against your track,

Of your whims and fantasies?

[oh yeah, impose that as moksha]

But Jaggi, all we have is one life..

let us live, and stop recommending death/moksha!

Why don't you rather die?

That you don't have the skill of your wife?

Or did you strangle her?

Like the way you strangle the conscious minds with your concocted palter?

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Even if a book is full of VIRTUES, a single instance endorsing IMMORALITY* is worth BURNING the book!

*[vile, corruption, degradation, debauchery, perversion, irresponsibility, untruth, misbelief]