Invisible Science & Technology
Written in a layman’s language
I am actually interested in letting you know something about the future of the life on this earth. It may be considered to be somewhat analogical to the meteorological forecast. It will not be clear to each one of us unless I mention how that may be done. It might be blending of several physical, metaphysical and non physical sciences.
After my primary schooling at a very small village of mine I got to a hostel in the nearest bigger town of India, where I expected to have a bit of higher qualifications. There may have been approximately fifty students aging ten to twenty-five years. I was just ten. In conformity with Indian norms I had to learn from elders and also act in compliance with their suggestions or orders. A fourteen-year-old boy chose to help me with his knowledge, experience and enthusiasm. He said to me, “ Get up at 4 O’ clock every morning and pray to God. I asked him, “ How will I get up at 4 O’ Clock?” “Ask your pillow to wake you up at 4O’ Clock and it will be done.” I followed his instructions and every morning I was up at 4O’ Clock for decades together. Most of us were poor and had no alarm Clock. Some of the richer and senior students set their alarm clocks at 4 O’ clock but they found that their alarm failed to get them out of sleep. One of the brilliant students asked me to wake him up at 4 O’ Clock. His alarm was found ringing when I tried waking him up. Thus I could feel that there was also an alarm clock within me.
The luxury of having a clock was for a small number of hostellers. My roommate was a senior student. He often needed me to go to the adjacent room to tell him the time shown by the clock. He would often order, “Go and find the time from the clock.” Without any move I would reply (for example), “It is 5:23 p.m.” He would angrily scold me, “why do you not go?” I would peep into the adjacent room and reply, “It is 5:23m p.m.” On another occasion he said, “ Go and find the time”. I would reply, “It is 3:14 p.m.” The same scolding was repeated, “Why do you not go?” Without ignoring I complied with his orders and would come back with the reply, “It is 3:14 p.m.” How many times this exercise was repeated is absolutely out of memory. But I remember them as the divine messengers who showed me that the immortal clock was installed in me. Today I do not see that clock inside me. It is there, gone nowhere but covered with the dark shadows of Maya (illusion).
Once standing on an Indian railway platform, I looked at a bookstall. I caught sight of a book written by Cheiro. I turned over pages and was rendered captive by the line:
It was the Hindus who discovered that the precession of vernal equinoxes takes place in twenty-six thousand, eight hundred and fifty-seven years and the modern scientists have merely been able to prove that it is correct. In contrast I have read the modern scientist consider this period of the wobbling of the earth twenty-five thousand and eight hundred years. I have to and am compelled to emphasize that the internal clock can never be incorrect. Scientists are ok within their limitations.
If you look at the globe in some school or an office you may find the axis of the globe (the line joining the north and the south pole) is tilted by 23 to 24 degrees. On an average every 74 years this tilting goes on increasing by 1 degree. In this way earth completes a cycle of 360 degrees in 26857 years.
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Love and Family – The Business of God
. Love and Family Member One
Ancient books from India consider the whole of the humanity as one family. As God is both father and mother, all of us are his children. In that sense we the children are brothers and sisters. Therefore we need to live for all whosoever is around us. The ancient writer says, “Vasudhaiv Kutumbakam”. The whole of the humanity is your family.
In my lifetime I have been observing that the meaning has been fast changing. When I was a child, the meaning of family was all those who are offshoots of the father from the 13th century. Later it shrank to grandpa, grandma and all the cousins of my parents. My brother Janeshwar Tyagi’s family at New Delhi is a living example. That family is comprised of his mother and his three sons along with wives of everybody are living under the same roof and eating from one kitchen. The sons keep travelling over the globe. His extended family is beyond the imagination modern mind. Now I am surprised to see particularly among those who are westernized that the meaning of a family of a man means only his wife. Change is the law of nature. Who can control?
Let me be permitted to talk about something that enhances and accelerates the heartbeat of all of us. I am going to talk about the most common instinct understood and spoken as “love”. It is what keeps life continuing on our planet.
A few years ago I was sitting in an aeroplane, when my companion told me that the airhost was looking down upon you. I requested to let me know who he is. When he was walking towards us a finger pointed. I beckoned him to come to me. When he was with me I asked him to spread both his palms. Having exposed some secrets of his life, I sent him back.
He went back but sent an airhostess. I said to her, “What do you want?” “Marriage”, was her reply. I asked her how old she was. She told me that she was thirty-two because in my eyes the palm was telling that she was twenty-six when she had started life with the young man I told her that she had been married for the last six years. She retorted she was not married. I asked her if she had a boy friend. She agreed that she had. I asked how long had he been her boyfriend. Her reply was for six years. I had to tell her that it was marriage. The only problem is that you want a marriage certificate. I can’t give it. In the eyes of God it is marriage.
She went away but sent another airhostess. I said to her, “What do you want?” “Marriage”, was her reply. I asked her how old she was. She told me that she was forty. I told her that she had been married for the last ten years because in my eyes the palm was telling that she was thirty when she had started life with the young man. She retorted she was not married. I asked her if she had a boy friend. She agreed that she had. I asked how long he had been her boyfriend. Her reply was for ten years. I had to tell her that it was marriage. The only problem is that you want a marriage certificate. I can’t give it. In the eyes of God it is marriage.
In this way, I acquired a good technique to be respected by the airhosts and airhostess. You might like to ask me questions about it. Does the science of predictions apply only to love and marriage? Does it apply to all or only to a few persons? Does it apply to human beings? If you ask me I would say in all humbleness that it applies to everything on the earth – living and nonliving things, visible and invisible things, your laughter and tears and much more – – – – .
Here comes the question, “What are we doing here?”
He has installed one powerful instinct in all of us. We may give it any name distrust, disbelief or doubt – – – . It does not let us rest or does not let us accept this fact. With this trait having installed in us he has been using us as toys for running his business. Love is one of the greatest powers of God. If it is not required within His planless plan, none can ever get rid of it. At our best we can wish to pray to Him.
This post leaves us with a host of questions; we shall trying dealing with them at a later stage.
If Destiny is there, What have we to do?
A Baseless Conversation?
It is lucky to have faith in God. Nobody among us has ever seen Him. We just pretend to believe because many people talk of faith in God; we believe because many people narrate stories of faith, substantiating their words with the stories of devotees who witnessed miracles in their lives. We listen to them very attentively, which are lost with the wind like the stories told by a grandma while the child is lying on her lap.
Our hearts and consciousness are overcast with the clouds of fear, clouds of insecurity and even of our lust, that intercept the rays of faith emanating from the elegant and eloquent speeches in form of parables, in form of true incidents delivered by the spiritual teachers.
Since the days of my teenage I have been thinking that it is proven that there is justice, there is security on this earth, though what we observe as injustice is merely ostensible.
I made experiments not for money, not for fame and name but for the search of the truth. My first experiment was with my grandpa who was 82 and I was only 12. I asked him if he had fallen from a tree. He replied that he had never fallen from a tree. At the age of 86, when he was working on a tree with an axe he fell off the branch down to the earth to break his leg. He survived for a few months when he said the boy had told him this thing. The poor gold grandpa died.
Remember, my friends that it is not my job nor it is to gain any popularity. Before long I too will disappear from the scene.
Once again, I assert that whatever I write is true to my memory. To my understanding there is no fabrication even to create humour. I have been sometimes humorous too, to clean away from the chain of thoughts whatever is dull, drab and insipid.
Let us come to lighter side. A decade and over ago, I was in a north Indian train bound for Bareilly. I needed somebody to pass my time. Yonder was seated a middle aged old man. I looked at him and took his palm to read. I narrated certain things of his past. He was happy but wanted to check out if I really knew something. He said, “can you tell me how long my wife will live?” I checked the heart line running between the index finger and little finger and calculated by observation a figure of 56. There are several techniques but I think I may have used this technique. Heart is hurt when you are bereaved of a lover either by death or otherwise. I asked if he had completed 56. He happily told that I was correct. He wanted to know more and more. A young man in his early twenties interrupted, “Do you believe in such baseless things. The elderly person tried to shut up his mouth. I spoke lovingly,”I need to pass my time, I don’t say it is a science. You tell me how to pass time?
We both continued palm analysis. In the meanwhile I had a stealing look at the palm of the boy lying open – I did not have to touch him. I spoke to the boy, “You have already got your heart broken by two girls, why are you preparing for the third break? The boy was deeply impressed and asked me, “What is your address?” I asked him to write my address and told him that he would always be welcome.
The elderly person now got the point and spoke forcefully to the young man,”Why do you ask now?” I asked him to forgive and forget.
My purpose to work on Astrology was just to discover
- Birth Chart
Rare might be the persons among our friends, who are not familiar with the word Destiny irrespective of their belief or disbelief in it. The moment of birth, the moment of death, the moment of getting married and the moment of getting employed are all predestined. All of us have descended to this earth as captives. It might sound ludicrous but it is true. I too do not accept destiny but when the storm has abated, I realize that destiny was laughing in my face. Let me be allowed to notify that I am not now what I was in the days bygone.
Long ago, a friend of mine was waiting for the first child of his wife. Nine months were going to finish without showing any signs of the advent of the new baby. He was feeling scared so much that he asked me when he would get the baby. 5p.m. January 23 was my answer – a few weeks to go on the date of prediction. The baby was received at 4 p.m. January 24. The astrologer was incorrect by 23 hours, though the rising sign (ascendant) was correct to prediction.
Apart from births, I had to write or speak of at least five deaths, I can recall. But the memoirs would assign not only me but also several readers to dark shadows of gloom.
My astrology was a blend of inhaling–exhaling system observation (swaroday Vigyan), horary Astrology, Palmistry and intuition etc. I was never a professional astrologer.
Let us laugh a bit. One afternoon around 1999, a psychiatrist came to me. I did not demand birth time, birth chart or even a look at her palm. Having worked my long calculations, at least for an hour I spoke to her, “Who met you in May 1987”. The curt reply was, “It was my first boyfriend, but you are incorrect by one month”. “Sorry, the major part of the calculations were made on brain only,” replied I. You are leaving this country, I added. She replied that she had never thought of it. In a month or two when I saw her again, she said, “I am going to the US sooner than later.”
I am giving small parts of each meeting – the whole is neither possible nor acceptable.
On some other day, a woman 25 came to me. I said, “ Your husband is fond of serving patients”. She said, “Yes, he is a doctor”. The stars were telling me that she would marry many times in her life. How to tell such a prediction? I said, “Many men would love you?”. Within a short while she had moved to the third man. I am not getting any info from her. Even her friends do not talk to me, write to me. I searched the facebook but to no avail. May be she must have excluded me or included me in the list of who should not see her. It was my Destiny to lose a friend in this manner.
True Story of a Writer : Without Hypocrisy
True Story of a Writer – without Hypocrisy
The following story depicts the traits not only the of an Indian writer but also of others in other parts of the world. I have been faced with only a very few of them and not all of them. Not by any standard does the article aim at casting aspersions on any writer in any manner. I do not know if the number of such writers is negligibly small. It is not a problem that calls for any statistical analysis
True Story of a Writer
If I go deep down into my life when I was a student at a college in Mathura, I am reminded of an interesting story. My friend was a great admirer of me being a good foreteller, though I believe, I was not and am not.
One friend of my friend requested me to visit his home and just study the birth charts etc. of the members of his family. Indian families used to comprise of seven to seventeen members and over. For me it was an honour. I agreed without any demur or hesitance. Having got to his home I said to him that I had seen books written by him in at several stores in some big cities of India. Being a writer of books on Palmistry and Astrology, why did he need a layman to be consulted? He replied very politely that writing books was one thing and knowing the subject matter is altogether a different thing.
I asked him without having knowledge, how was it possible to write books? He replied that he would bring some books from library and would pick up something from one book, something from the other and something from the third —-. A book would be ready.
I asked him further how many books he had written. He replied the number might be about sixteen hundred. “How many days does it take you to prepare one book?” was my last question. “Just three-four days,” was his reply. I do not remember what I did for him as a foreteller.
I cannot criticize him; I cannot find faults with him in view of all the candour he had to be clean and open hearted to a friend of younger generation. I have forgotten his face; I have forgotten his name. But his straightforwardness has left an indelible impression on my consciousness. I am virtually moved to tears at his plight, hard work and honesty. Major part of the worth of his hard work went to the publishers. With all this untiring labour he could just manage to feed his family. Why would he, if he were a rich man, look for an Astrologer?
do not know what or who God is?
The way, people want to understand God, is beyond my ability. Human mind is dependent only on thesenses (eyes, ears, taste smell and touch).
That we may know God, the first step is to go beyond all of them, where there are no questions left, no memories and information are at play. This done everything follows in its own way.
What or Who is God in your opinion? asked an excogitating engineer
The following article is in response to a question put by an firstname.lastname@example.org at 7.01 p.m. on Aug.1, 2011
These words are in reply to the question he put.
what or who God is – here is my humble opinion. I feel I am there in this body; but I do not know where I am in this body. If the hands, legs, thighs, ears eyes and nose, and teeth etc. are removed; I may be still there If the heart is replaced by another heart, I may still be there.
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It is not understandable what I am. Some people say that every 7-yearall your cells are replaced … that every seven years your “body chemistry” changes, making you susceptible to new allergies. It is believed that hemoglobin dies in four months giving place to newer ones. Blood, changing, flesh changing, even teeth and bones undergoing both the process catabolism and anabolism. Though not synchronized, mind and reason are subjected to incessant changes. Here are the pictures of Gloria Stuart, the Actress of `Titanic`.
We cannot say what is true. Major particles of life are undergoing changes every second; otherwise the young people would not wither out day after day. This changing
material cannot be “I”. The changing ego cannot be “I”.
Though unknowingly, every one of us seems to be in search of oneself.
The contents of the human body are somewhat analogical to a river whose water is perennially changing. Standing on the bank of the river we never realize that the contents of the river are ever engaged in the process of change. Its banks too are subjected to changes with the passage of time.
Look at the globe. Every second approximately one hundred persons are leaving their bodies and approximately an equal number appears as newly born ones with an unknown destiny. The sick and the healthy, the weak and the strong, the rich and the poor, the rulers and the humble ones and high or low – all are subjected to the eternal process of death.
In this ever-changing world it is difficult to understand where the “I” is.
The inner thoughts are changing at every moment.
If we sit for a while with our eyes closed, and observe what we are speaking and listening to, simultaneously also taking a note of who or what we are looking at. I may find myself planning what I shall talk to my boss so that he feels flattered and pleased. Hoarding money and buying a new comfortable house where I shall be welcoming my friends who will then be respecting and loving me more than ever. They will talk about me. But I may fall short of money. I will go to mother who will help me with money. But my mother loves my younger sister more, who will prevent mom from helping me. I am sure of my dad. I shall say, “Dad, I have done so much because of you. But for your help I shall be in a miserable condition in my life.” Dad will say, “Don’t worry, Joseph, you will get every help” My boyfriend was saying,”Michelle,, when are you moving in with me?” Next month I will get job. My employer is a director general. He seems pleased with me in every way. He can create any job for me. Once I am having full time job, I shall tell Joseph to marry me, otherwise I shall say that I will marry another boy friend. According to the Tarot Astrologer I will get also a very good house.
When I have a good house, men will be after me. Job, money house – what more will these boy friends have! Everybody says I am very pretty. Donald was saying that I could easily win “Miss Country Contest”.
Dear readers, it is flow of mind, never stopping. One thing or the other is always there. Let me ask myself. Am I having an ever changing mind or a stable mind.? or I am somewhere else?. The house, the boss, the job, the boss, the bride or employee, what am I thinking of? r
Getting married I shall start dreaming of a baby. Where is the location of `”I”. It is me but `”Me” is not visible or understandable. Unless we break away from ego, sex and greed, this non-stop voice and scenes or sights will continue to play within ourselves. The internal audiovisual media are always at play.
If we want to know ourselves, we will have to get rid of all the desires. I or Me is wrapped up in desires. The moment desires are gone, the mind will evaporate as though it never existed. Then and then alone we may find our answers. How and who can get freedom from desires?
We are slaves in the kingdom of desires. Perhaps in that stage of freedom we may feel that we are in everybody; everybody and everything is within us. Nothing will be understandable as long as the ego along with its multiple branches in form of desires does not disappear.
The discussion may go very long and boring. The eyes can only see but not hear. The ears can only hear but not see. The tongue can create sound but not see or hear. The body and skin can only touch or hug or embrace but can neither see nor hear. The nose can only smell and can report nothing else.
Our mind is the recorder of all these five reporters. Its job is to record and keep playing in the background without any interval. The memory of the records makes the mind analyse what is good or bad, favourable or unfavourable. If eyes cannot hear, ears cannot see, nose cannot taste; how can we expect the imprisoned mind to see God!!! It may imply that we need to go beyond mind. The mind need not have its existence. Perhaps it is a formidable barrier.
The thoughts are also ever changing. They may appear identical but are never the same. The current of thoughts is also uninterrupted. If this is the state of affairs with the physical as well as the mental body, who is ‘I’? One knows ‘I’ through the thoughts only. If the current of thoughts were to stop, what one recognizes, as ‘I’ would no longer be there. The indefinable entity that stays ever unchanged and is just the observer of these changes through the thoughts, which do not have any existence, is GOD.
Who among us wants to see God; we are all afraid of losing our existence. I need to keep quiet; I have been too loquacious. Please read this post as my humble submission.LIKE THIS:
I feel all of us are attracted to the word “love’. Love is really great and can be considered to be something unique beyond description. People see love in sex, which is required for reproduction. We should not forget that we are gifted with many other things for example, sympathy, feeling the pain of the dear ones, willing to help the downtrodden or the destitute. We feel love also for pets like cats, dogs, birds like parrots.
Let us ask ourselves, who do we love? How much love for the motherly figure will ooze out and how much will be the flow of our love towards the ordinary young woman? We should be able to judge where our love is stationed? We should be able to judge where
our love is stationed? Women can also assess themselves, if they wish. The scholarly white man and muscular black man are there in picture? One may try judging oneself.
Unfortunately a few of us speak
of love in some restricted areas which leads us away from the right track of life. This book has been written to tell my experiences of love in some other areas of life. God also loves us but we do not reciprocate. It is for this reason that we do not feel His Love. If we do not feel that we get something from Him, It is just because we do not ask Him for . Though we ask Him for something at certain times but we do not get just because we do not wait for Him. We do not wait for Him because we do not have faith in Him.
Let us ask ourselves, who do we love? How much love for the motherly figure will ooze out and how much will be the flow of our love towards the ordinary young woman? We should be able to judge where our love is stationed? Women can also asses themselves, if
Unfortunately a few of us speak of love in some restricted areas which leads us away from the right track of life. This book has been written to tell my experiences of love in some other areas of life. God also loves us but we do not reciprocate. It is for this reason that we do not feel His Love. If we do not feel that we get something from Him, It is just because we do not ask Him for . Though we ask Him for something at certain times but we do not get just because we do not wait for Him. We do not wait for Him because we do not have faith in Him
Let me agree with all of us, the pull between is really love and the pleasure involved in union is really really great? But it occurs to me: what does it mean to us when we read,”God is Love, Love is God”? Certainly somewhere we are confused. The answers are there in the book. On a website we have to have general discussions. I have tried raising questions for the major part leaving philosophy for future.
Let me agree with all of us, the pull between man and woman is really love and the pleasure involved in union is really really great? But it occurs to me: what does it mean to us when we read,”God is Love, Love is God”? We cannot stay honestly for more than a small time with a single woman. We are bored and look for another companion. When I was a student in India, my landlord who was in his sixties told me that he had slept with over one hundred women. West is far more advanced in these matters. Examining the star study of a woman in the western world, I told intuitively, “You may have slept with 50 persons”. Next day the girl came to me to show the list of the names of the men who had so far shared their bed with her. She said that it was exactly 50. Another chaste woman was standing nearby. I exclaimed with surprise,”Fifty_ _ _”. She replied calmly, in this western world two to three hundred is a normal number.”
Let us ask ourselves,”is it love? Were we born for this purpose? What else are we doing here? Have we not damaged the sanctity of love? Are we not defiling essence of this word that had to represent something of Divinity?” The selfless love of great mothers for the children, the love of noble hearts for the suffering human beings. The love of Jesus for the sufferers. The love of a big number of Prophets, saints and many unknown persons. Do we mean to equate our lust to the only noble sentiment known to us?
Certainly somewhere we are confused. If sex is love and God also is love, we seem to imply that sex can be equated to God. Is it the language of infatuation or the language of reality? Perhaps we seem to cross the boundaries of the Freudian understanding of sexual phenomenon.
The answers are there in the book but not in a direc mannert. On a website we have to post general discussions. I have tried raising questions for the major part leaving philosophy for future. We all need to study our past and present. Let us ask ourselves individually, “What have I gained through all these years?
What has this act of pleasure given me? I do know that the pleasure is momentary – will there ever be an end of this proclivity? Is there nothing superior to this act? Will anybody get addicted to drug, if this act were so great? What for, are the people spending a huge amount of money to get a perfect partner for a single day? Isn’t it something like mirage? These words are equally true for both sexes. If there is no gain why should we spend the precious moments of the precious human life? We are our own teachers, if we don’t study the book written on our consciousness, no body will be able to help us. Can God help those who don’t help themselves?
I have put tacit questions, which you may be able to read between the lines.
.to be continued
What or Who is God?
Nobody can tell us what God is or who God is . If we believe there is God, God alone can help us know what He is. All others are more or less like us; they cannot tell us anything that will enable us to get the last answer. The best answer is “Ask Him”. In other words, Pray to Him”. Prayer is nothing but a call from our heart. A child cries, ” Mom, where are you?” We all are happy playing with the toys. Everyone of us is at play with the numerous toys. The dollar, the Euro, the GBP etc., trying to dominate overall of us or some of us to enjoy the bloated ego, the girlfriend, the boyfriend, the wife, the husband, things like pizza, the dessert, the chiken, the barbecue and a numerous cuisine – - there are countless things to keep us engaged with.
We are the children who do not need the mother but like just the the toys. If we lose one toy,we may struggle and suffer for the half our life or even whole of our life, sometimes. Seemingly, none of us needs to know what or who God is. We get addicted to toys so much that we never have time to think of our mother, our Creator,our poor God.
When I was a three-four year old baby, I asked my eldest sister (16-17), “where have I come from?” She raised her finger towards the starry sky and said,”God has sent you”. She was successful in shutting up my mouth so much so that I never questioned again and lost the whole life in running after the toys that only eluded me.