Power of Now - Eckhart Tolle

Yesterday I had been to my aunts (my periyamma) house in Andheri, and somehow we started discussing philosophy. After my uncle (my periyappa) had passed away 6 months back, my aunt has involved herself in lots of philosophical study. She was reading a book titled The Power of NOW by Eckhart Tolle. I was very much impressed by the basic ideology of the book.

Here is an excerpt of what I learnt from my conversation with my aunt. Very true, I thought.
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Our mind is always tuned to either travel to the past or run towards the future. Our mind never settles to the present, the NOW. Whenever one tries to concentrates on something, our mind tends to think about something else which might be cribbing about the past or worry about what is going to happen in the future. So, in order to look beyond, one needs to practice, practice and practice hard to train the mind to stick to the NOW.
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Philosophically this sounds easy, but in reality is this really possible? I thought.

More details about the book, and the author is available in: www.eckharttolle.com

Unforgettable events in Life - 1

Wow...Now I have started going forward...That too on the first day itself.. (I can hear ppl saying..Lets see how long does this go? )

Fine coming to the title, as I told in my earlier post that Blogs are for the future, to read, and enjoy. So I thought to document (am a so called software engineer) some of the most interesting happenings in my life....Cute and interesting, and funny, so that these memories are not faded away by time, and are stored permanently (are they ?) in the digital media ( I mean the webserver storage of blogspot!!)

So here comes the first:

I was three and half years old at that time. We were living in Cuddalore (some 24 kms from Pondicherry). My brother studying in St. Marys Matriculation, one of the most famous convents in Cuddalore. I used to always say that I also will have to study in the same school. Small genius was I. And my parents took me for the admission. Being a convent, they asked me some questions, my memory is not strong to remember them. Then the principal (a sister, her name was Christopher something) started hesitating to take me in. I always wanted to be in the same school as my dear brother, which made me desperate to get an admission there. So without any doubts in mind, I said, "Sister, enakku inga admission kedakalainaa, naan sethu poiduven!" (translate to: I would die, if you dont admit me in). Ooops, everyone was shocked to here a small kid say something like this. The principal immediately came around to me, took me to her arms and said, "I never would want such a nice kid die, you are admitted. "
don't ever ask, how my parents felt. Poor mom and dad, there faces went in all directions. But still they were happy that I got into my brothers school.

And that's how I got into my first school, and from there I have come so far.

Blogging my way thro

Long since I have thought to myself that I should start a blog for myself. But i thought, what could I write in here??? I had a personal diary of my own, where I used to jot down things that happened everyday. I started it on Oct 29, 2003 and I think stopped at around sametime one year later. But some days back, I felt very bored, took my good old diary and started reading it. Wow...I read, I laughed, I cried, I sighed.....I did all sorts of things....That's when I decided, the same thing will be true in a blog too. Now Inspired by this and all of my friends bloggings, particularly Nilavans, here I am with my own blog. Hope this will continue all along my life, and in my last days I shall read, laugh, cry and sigh with all that happened in my life....I, me, myself...