and thou shalt Go forth and Search!!!

Funny thing this blogger, though its backed by the greatest search engine of our times, it does not have a search feature.

I guess its upto me to once again set things right in the universe. Thanks to the innate wisdom of Dave I can now offer you the power to traverse into the depths of the unfathommable.

Go forth and Search!

As they say in the language of those who see beyond the seen,

You can't make an omlette without breaking an egg.*

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For the unenlightened

I added a search box on the top right hand corner (unless you are reading this blog upside down) of this blog.

*BTW i just realized that if you take something that you ordinarily do and put in between quotes & bolded, and say it slowly enough people will think you possess infinite wisdom.

common zense?

I do feel that this whole Zen thing is just catching up too fast. According to me "Zen" was the precursor to blogging in the east.

You see the far east can get pretty cold in the winters, and often conversation was halting. There was also the fact of your words getting lost in the harsh winds of the season.

But as we have bloggers today, there were people in those times too who had a penchant for making others suffer by subjecting them to their non-stop banter. However taking into account the harsh climate and the winds, not all of that which was spoken was heard.

The result was phrases like, "Don't use Canon ball to kill mosquito."

the orginal sentence would have been more like this.

"Don Quixote? never heard of the guy. Can you pass me some tea please? I found a better use for chopsticks today! Did you know that it works better if you hold it in one hand? I think that in the future people will come up with stupid names like Canon to brand themselves.that makes two of us. you know that girl down the street, she's got looks that could kill. You know confucious, the mosquitoes might stop biting if you shut up!

Coming back to life in this century.....this zen thing has caught up with me too. So you have me doing the "Zen routine." You know take a bath everyday, levitate for 2 hours, talk to the spirits of the Zen master in Shambala once a week...( OK .....so i was kidding about the bath!)

a thousand apologies

the quality of my work notwithstanding, i was wondering at the absence of any comments whatsoever on this beautiful chunk of bytes i call a blog.

C'mon face it, anybody would love to hear something about themselves and though devoid of any life like characterictics this blog also yearns for the same.

It is at this precise moment of absolute contemplation of the absence of any written structure of a collection of alphabets( a.k.a. a comment) that it dawned on me that i had forgotten to turn on anonymous commenting. Sorry once again, however you can all breathe a sigh of relief as the damage has been reversed such that your praise would have another place on the net befitting your stature, namely my blog.

is not the commandment, "thou shall not leave thy neighbours blog uncommented", familiar to us all?

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I blog therefore I am.......... jobless. utterly jobless.

spirit of the practice

Relaxing with the others after zazen* one evening, Owl asked, "What is the spirit of the practice?"

Raven said, "Inquiry."

Owl cocked his head and asked, "What do I inquire about?"

Raven said, "Good start."


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*Zazenis the seated practice of focused inquiry and attunement.

Taken from the book, "Zen Master Raven", by Robert Aitken

the traveller

~A good traveller doesn't know where he goes, the perfect traveller.....where he came from.~

humility....

the seeker asked, "Master, teach me humility."

"I wish I knew," replied the master.

"Humility," said the master after a while,"is the only virtue, the moment you know you have it you lose it."

the inside story!

Today was some day. Spent the whole day indoors. i couldn't believe that i could actually spend a whole day without going outdoors but i did it.

I had originally thought about having lunch outside but you see in my last post i survived on bread, bananas & Nescafe. I thought might be i drop out for dinner. And finally after a long mental struggle, i managed to walk out my front door to the gate, and i find a Pizza promotion flyer on the gate.


So presto the number gets dialled and an agonizing hour later i have my delicious( thats what the company claims) Pan pizza, Garlic bread & salad with Ice Tea delivered at my doorstep.

I cannot explain the feeling my stomach is going through though. As the slogan rightly puts it, "Making it Great". I don't know what is it that they make great.....lets just hope its not the small rumblings in my stomach!

Man does not live on Bread Alone

I second the above....however this post has nothing to do with religion...it just explains my plight over the day.

I have been existing for the past 36 hours on nothing but bread, Nescafe & bananas. I know its nothing out of the way...but lets blame it on laziness. Just couldn't get out to buy some real dinner, breakfast or lunch. Just hope that this thing wouldn't last too long.

I crave food. Really. Food.

By the way I got this new mug that has a real cool pic of musical instruments on it. Coudn't find a pic of it on the net. might be i need to post a pic of it. its like cool.


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For those of u wondering why the sudden interest in brands etc, well the truth is product placement has gotten to blogs too. Lets just hope Nescafe sees this blog!

Zen

The seeker said, " you haven't talked about death very much. I am not concerned about where i will go, but watching so many family members die, I'm wondering what happens at the point of death?"

The master was silent. Then he spoke.

"I give away my belongings."

And I named myself......really!

I am not sure any of you reading this blog may share a decision that i was empowered to make. Well.......I named myself.....well at least i picked out a name for myself.

It all happened when I was all of month old. It was time to for me to be named, and my Dad deviating from the norm of asking friends and relatives pick a name for me, decided that after all when I'm big I would definitely question the origins of my name, and he didn't want to explain it then chose to let me pick my name.

The process was pretty simple a lot of names were written and I picked my name Dony (well that the most a kid of 1 month can do to choose its own name!)

And Lo! my name is Dony Peter Chacko.

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Notes to Myself:

Thats a little too much bragging for a 4 letter name that was essentially picked by somebody before you chose it.