When innocence cried and cried aloud I often saw how Indian Mythology and Culture is on Internet for sale.
When Tranquility become peace of 5 days yoga class and cheap day to day sex becoming part of Tantra.
I need to cry and mourn on the death of a culture the real India culture the vedic knowledge.
What do you think what is the reason?
Are we the owner of this failure?
If not can some one help getting to the roots….
कस्यैकान्तं सुखम् उपनतं,दु:खम् एकान्ततो वा।
नीचैर् गच्छति उपरि च,दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण॥
Who has only experienced constant happiness or constant sorrows? Situations in life are similar to a point on the moving wheel which goes up and down regularly.
Like to make any dish we need some basic ingredients in a same manner we need Constant
change which might come as Happiness or Sorrow…
Same like in past this structure is prominent and today it is all in ruins.
I am thinking from a long time that what is the meaning of success.
It is very hard to understand for some it is quantifiable gains in life but still not happy with it and for some it is leaving very thing and understanding the meaning of life is success but in today’s word it is hard to understand.
Today we think that a person who is having big bank balance and good social status is success. I gone through various book from authors who are rich and famous but still not satisfied.
So I started recording my videos in #YouTube #channel #Burning Skulls following is my introduction video in it hope you will like it
It is not always that you need to eat something to feel sweet but some time it is the expression of a moment which gives you sweetness of lifetime and it is happened to me as well while traveling we enjoyed the food and the taste of that simple food stuck to my taste bud as a sweet which I can still cherish.
So the following image carry sweetness in every aspect:
How you feel when you are standing on a top of the building and from a scaled up panorama view you see the landscape.
A cityscape from 80strand it feels awesome.
Scaled up life, view, and memory.
The walk I never walked…
This was my first time to London when I first really understood the meaning of Pedestrian.
It is a complete philosophy in itself while walking you become so open to ideas that every turn on a street is like a bolt.
This landscape holds a special place in my memories and give me inspiration to grow. I am standing behind a window of old fort seeing a horizon.
Giving me a feel to open myself fly-out like a bird and to explore the world. The Corner of the window