thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXXII : Spirituality is a fake Universe

The guru smiled

he had just finished 

his treatise on

atmodayam 

vs

parajjayam

evolution

vs

negation 

it was an elaborate

and intricate theory 

that he had developed 

over 15 years 

along with his 

guru

in the big mountains 

of Himachal 

He was glad it had the desired effect

his disciples ?

were charmed 

feeling blessed

relieved 

free and 

emancipated 

enlightened 

the guru again 

turned to look at the gathering

as ever smiling

the visual was pleasing 

some where swooning

some more were in a trance 

a few had already fainted

a group in the corner were clapping and

chanting  

the atmosphere was 

frenzied 

the energy

palpable

If the guru 

decided to step down 

and walk 

at that time

the disciples would have 

had multiple 

orgasms 

they were in that

grip

of his 

will, whim an wish 

The guru knew the rules 

better

he restrained the urge

His only worry was 

the girl Annie

She was sharper 

than the others

She could shoot 

through 

his treatise

Annie could refer

the other sophists

in the same league 

discuss, debate 

Christianity and Judaism

She could quote Spinoza
Descartes

and the 7 holy saints 

of Zaroastranism 

Aristotle, Plato

Socrates

and Aristophanes were 

on her finger tips

So were 

Hegel, Nietzsche 

and Kant

Along with the Upanishads
She was a master of the
Mandokyan Upanishad
and the 4 Vedas
Regi
Sama
Yajur
and Atharvam

She had read the Bhagavatams
Buddhist Scriptures
and the Quran

Annie had read and assimilated
Russian Mysticism
even Confusianism

Besides Freud and Jung

She was his toughest disciple 

coz she wouldn't let him go 

without a debate 

and she was attractive too 

As the assembly dissolved 

Annie switched on her music 

She had recently recorded 

Trilok Gurtu

and 

Songs from the 

Buddha Bar Collection

Annie 

switched her ipod on

and went into a zone of silence 

taking her lotus pose 

under a starlit sky

she was free

and she was naked 

meditating

She just finished 

smoking pot 

  

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXXI : Competitive friendship

We were friends from childhood

we laughed
we cried
we faught
we admired
we
adored
we
mocked
we
taunted
we
condemned
we argued
incessantly

turkey, england, america
India, Pakistan
Red, white
Russia, China

Dalai lama
Lenin, Mao

Corruption

despotism
totalitarianism

Each wanted the other
to confirm

each
had no clue

the meaning
of

true leadership

Each developed
an individual
perception

and then they differed

and  they

stopped laughing

stopped talking

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXX: Somnambulance

It was a play

But

played inside a dream

nobody knew

the script.

Each looked at the blank
white page

then came

the yogi

smiled

suddenly the world seemed
to acquire a halo

golden

the disciples swooned

some went wet

the yogi said

om

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIIX : Future is an accident

Bang

kabang , klang

Sounds
of huge red brown railway wagons,
some open
others empty
some looking like burnt bread

black

A remote railway station

Sunny
hot

Not a soul in sight

Annie sitting
crouched and hugging her backpack

no name
of the station

Public announcement : Future is an accident

Klang
kablang

Future is dumber than you think

Klang
Kablang

Public announcement : are you dumb ?

Annie gets up, looks straight at the speaker and shouts

Future is an accident
Future is dumb

Annie : Past is surreal

Public Announcement : Past is surreal

Annie : When you reach the future , you already are in the present

Public Announcement : Future is an accident

Public Announcement : Somehow , somewhere

you signed on the eternal scroll

Klang, klang
Kablang

Visual capture

The train just met with an
accident

But there was that other train
that seemed in a hurry

It just hurtled past
past the derailed scene
of accident

Public announcement : Welcome , to the future

Annie fades out and crawls like a big giant ant

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIVIII : Absolute is Nothing ( Updated )

Daniel : Hmmm

Annie : There's no absolute

Daniel : Its a Chimera , thrown at us by morons and pseudo spiritual
zombies

Annie : So you agree there's no absolute  ?

Daniel : No absolute

Annie : Yes, no absolute

Annie and Daniel suddenly evaporate and become nothing and they start fighting

Annie : Hi

I'm the absolute

Daniel : Ok so if you are

you are a despot

Rossie : Hi ( a dream voice )

I'm also the absolute

Annie : Ok, so if you too are

then you are just
water vapour
gravity
or
other such
no sense

Rossie : who cares ?

Annie : Hey

Just fuck off

There's no absolute
no absolute
no absolute

Daniel : Absolute is Nothing ( in a dream voice )

Annie : Nothing
Rossie : Nothing
Daniel : Nothing

Rossie : So?

Annie : let's propose
a corollary

Nothing's absolute ?

Rossie : Yes

Daniel : It's a problem of postulation , either Absolute is nothing or

Nothing's absolute

Rossie : Well ?

Annie : Oh just fuck off

Annie : Truth & Fact are so
profaned

Daniel : I'm bored of the absolute

Annie : Absolute is a zombie , trained to eat you

Chorus : Absolute is a cannibal

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIVIII : Absolute is Nothing ( Updated )

Daniel : Hmmm

Annie : There's no absolute

Daniel : Its a Chimera , thrown at us by morons and pseudo spiritual
zombies

Annie : So you agree there's no absolute  ?

Daniel : No absolute

Annie : Yes, no absolute

Annie and Daniel suddenly evaporate and become nothing and they start fighting

Annie : Hi

I'm the absolute

Daniel : Ok so if you are

you are a despot

Rossie : Hi ( a dream voice )

I'm also the absolute

Annie : Ok, so if you too are

then you are just
water vapour
gravity
or
other such
no sense

Rossie : who cares ?

Annie : Hey

Just fuck off

There's no absolute
no absolute
no absolute

Daniel : Absolute is Nothing ( in a dream voice )

Annie : Nothing
Rossie : Nothing
Daniel : Nothing

Rossie : So?

Annie : let's propose
a corollary

Nothing's absolute ?

Rossie : Yes

Daniel : It's a problem of postulation , either Absolute is nothing or

Nothing's absolute

Rossie : Well ?

Annie : Oh just fuck off

Annie : Truth & Fact are so
profaned

Daniel : I'm bored of the absolute

Annie : Absolute is a zombie , trained to eat you

Chorus : Absolute is a cannibal

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIVIII : Absolute is Nothing ( Updated )

Daniel : Hmmm

Annie : There's no absolute

Daniel : Its a Chimera , thrown at us by morons and pseudo spiritual
zombies

Annie : So you agree there's no absolute  ?

Daniel : No absolute

Annie : Yes, no absolute

Annie and Daniel suddenly evaporate and become nothing and they start fighting

Annie : Hi

I'm the absolute

Daniel : Ok so if you are

you are a despot

Rossie : Hi ( a dream voice )

I'm also the absolute

Annie : Ok, so if you too are

then you are just
water vapour
gravity
or
other such
no sense

Rossie : who cares ?

Annie : Hey

Just fuck off

There's no absolute
no absolute
no absolute

Daniel : Absolute is Nothing ( in a dream voice )

Annie : Nothing
Rossie : Nothing
Daniel : Nothing

Rossie : So?

Annie : let's propose
a corollary

Nothing's absolute ?

Rossie : Yes

Daniel : It's a problem of postulation , either Absolute is nothing or

Nothing's absolute

Rossie : Well ?

Annie : Oh just fuck off

Annie : Truth & Fact are so
profaned

Daniel : I'm bored of the absolute

Annie : Absolute is a zombie , trained to eat you

Chorus : Absolute is a cannibal

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIVII : Theory of Trizophenia - IV

Daniel and Annie were oblivious to the spectacle around, they were dancing like two people immersed in the act, the music seemed never ending, it source remained a mystery, after the 9th Symphony came Brahms, then Strauss the music just kept flowing and despite all the nature's fury outside somehow people around seemed to have gathered just outside the hall, peering thru the frosty, misty glass - watching in awe, clapping, cheering, singing, wine seemed available in abundance and everyone was merry.

But nature seemed decisive - it was at its battering best.

But, nobody really cared.        

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIVI: Theory of Trizophenia - III

Daniel and Annie were laughing, they were both floating on the effects of alcohol, but they had not lost control of their subject of discussion - Trizophrenia.

Daniel mused loudly

Anne, you mean to say these 3 are so evolved that they really cannot destroy each other ? that they can only hurt or damage or cause some discomfort to each other ? but they are really not in a position to annihilate either of them ?

Annie was dancing and prancing, mocking an imagined gymnast at a performance and Daniel was playing along holding her by the hip as Annie bent backwards with her right arm stretched backward and her left arm stretched in an horizontal angle, there wasn;t music around, they had assembled in a large, tall hall belonging to a friend who had arranged for a butler, food and drinks for them, it was furnished just enough for the two spend some time together. It was a splendidly decorated baroque hall, with several Gothic and Grecian aesthetic appeal.

The hall had no carpet and there was echo that said nobody lived inside that large dome. The more Annie and Daniel shouted the more asymmetric their  conversation became - due to the echo, the sound of footwear tapping while dancing and their laughs.

Annie had to pull Daniel close to her and almost whisper into his ear - listen, there's a hierarchy of power -

Life cannot destroy nature
Nature cannot destroy life
Cosmos cannot destroy nature
Nature cannot destroy Cosmos


Suddenly, Annie and Daniel were dancing to the 9th Symphony. Nobody knew where the music came from. And suddenly they could hear sounds of thunder, lightning and showers belting the scorched earth - the hall inside reverberated in psychedelic colours from yellow, burgundy to bright gold and silver, the whole hall seemed swaying and shaky.             

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIIV : Theory of Trizophenia - II

Taking forward the theory , said Annie,

She was talking to Daniel.

Discussing an emerging stream of thought that she had defined as Trizophrenia.

The two were meeting after a long hiatus, both somehow drifted into their own individual realms - Daniel, went reclusive, living inside remote islands, travelling discreet and practicing the art of silence, fervent attempts by friends went futile, making him to talk or correspond or communicate became impossible and that's why Annie was excited to meet him when he called her after such a long time, she was so overwhelmingly surprised by the call.

Daniel looked pale, drained of blood and flesh - he was just bones and skin, his hair had become thin and his dents betrayed signs of being out of proteins. But he retained his laugh, his intellect was intact and despite his love of staying reclusive he hardly bothered moralising Annie when she ordered for the tow of them.

Annie ordered Vodka and Daniel preferred Bourbon. And that renewed a long lost friendship.

A few drinks and Annie and Daniel were immersed in their debate - Annie was saying

The

1. Cosmos     
2. Nature 

&

      3. Human life  

are mutually exclusive, any semblance of symbiosis are  all merely mathematical , each exist without the others overt dictatorship. 

Daniel smiled, a wry smile and responded with an OK, shifted his posture a bit, bent closer to Annie holding his drink in his hand and looking deep into Annie's eyes asked - 

If human's are exclusive to nature and have symbiotic connection , how do you think we breath ? why are we dependent on nature for food? Why are we imprisoned by all acts of nature ? 

Annie was ready to retort - listen Danny, micro level dependencies aren't what I'm referring to, a fish living inside water is imprisoned by water, accepted but nothing stops the fish from jumping out and die. So, the independency I'm referring to is at a macro level - let me list my questions to you :

1. How much does the cosmos care about the Universe ?
2. How much does Nature care about life on earth ?
3. How much do you care about the cosmos or nature ?

In your everyday routine ? you just walk, run, talk. So does nature and so the cosmos. All 3 are so deeply immersed in their own purpose - neither really cares for the other, in fact no such thing exists, this mutual dependency - dependency is a default corollary but it isn't proof  of anything symbiotic. 

The cosmos , the nature and life on earth have evolved on their own. Neither has created the other, neither really is committed to the others survival. In terms of power equation, I feel probably Nature is more autonomous and maybe life is the weakest in terms of autonomy - but none really needs to take responsibility for the other.  

Are you saying, Daniel asked absent mindedly , that the planets and the universal zodiac just happened to align themselves due to some default energy known as gravitation ? that the cosmos is not even aware that such a thing exists ? and nature, really does not know its own elements ? part of it being oxygen that we breath ? or a fish or a bird or a worm thrives on? 

Annie looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes and said yes 

And drowned her glass of Vodka.          

             

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIII : Theory of Trizophenia

thesocratespot: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIII : Theory of Trizophenia: AAUW : Chapter LXXXIII : Theory of Trizophenia Listen I'm split 3 pieces make me One My Mind  My Speech My Actions  Ce...

AAUW : Chapter LXXXIII : Theory of Trizophenia

AAUW : Chapter LXXXIII : Theory of Trizophenia

Listen

I'm split

3 pieces make me

One

1. My Mind 
2. My Speech
3. My Actions 

Cerebrum 

Repulsive 

Dirty 

Manipulative

Weak 

Lusty 

Groping

Lecherous 

Suffering 

Suffering

Repression

Depression

Regression

Nobody Knows 

Cerebellum 

I think 

I absorb

I assimilate 

Read

Philosophise

introspect

write

Carry 

Rebuke 

Those 

Those 

Those

Those 

Flash, the shuttle was hit 

mutely watching

No clue 

My mind 

My speech

My actions

All follow 

an isolated trajectory

I think something

I speak something

my actions 

are neither in sync

with my thought

nor my speech in sync

with my actions

I'm 3 

in 

One 

Trizophrenic 

AAUW : Chapter LXXXII : Theory of Inconclusive

He was a voracious reader
alright

But he never finished
a book

Disliked
finishing

Preferred
arriving upto the last
50 pages

and then

He put the book down
right beside his pillow

And they just
stayed there

While they suffered

He was happy
he was inconclusive.

AAUW : Chapter LXXXI : Adrift : Annie and Rossie

AAUW : Chapter LXXXI : Adrift : Annie and Rossie 

Annie and Rossie were in that rare space of complete oneness. It was a golden yellow sunset, they had spent a whole day at home. Each busy with their own work but yet were in that space of togetherness.

He was reading his copy of Granta (Granta's special edition on India ) after having finished scanning the New York Times, The Washington Post , The Boston Globe and the Chicago Tribune. He still had to scan The Hindustan Times and The Hindu - his glasses were growing thicker as was his girth.

Through out the day they were going about thier tasks and when they found time they indulged in small chat, intermittent questions and answers, that neither took seriously.

Annie was writing, she had a presenatation coming up. She was flying to Riyadh, Suadi Arabia in a few days, was invited to talk on Women and Hijab, but she was also trying to see if she could address other issues thought this opportunity.

It was all balmy, a lot of smiles and healthy flirtations between two married people.

Rossie : So what's cooking today ?
Annie : Anything you have in mind ?
Rossie : hmmm , well ? ( looks at Annie , and She looks at him, both are smiling at each other, their eyes have a spark that sharpens as their eyes meet )
Annie : raises her eye brows, still smiling with that twinkle and a dimple on her cheeks
Rossie : Takes his eye back and focusses on the magazine... as something catches his eye and so the conversation is suspended for a while
Anie : Returns to her own work

Thier disucssions covered everything from The Rhetoric of Meletus and Socrates at his trial of sedition against the Greek State to Politicians and Credibility, Spirituality and spirituality's moral problems,  Corruption and Political feudalism in the Indian democracy... the list was endless ... the two were  individuals capable of talking on any subject - movies, art, theatre, literature, philosophy, science ( they were both accomplished scholars of Quantum Physics ) , math - whatever.

After all She was a Harvard drop out and Rossie was considered among the most influential Intellectual thinkers and Philosophers of the contemporary world - he was recently recognised by the German Universities of Munich and Frankfurt for his outstanding contribution to History and Culture, his own alma mater from Argentina - the Universidad de Buenos Aires - had honoured him with the Status of a Professor Emeritus with permanent status of Honorary Doctor of Philosophy and Social Science.

Rossie's classes were usually among the most attended and discussed sessions - in every University he went to.

As the evening darkened , Annie receives a call on her mobile, she looks at it and she's suddenly excited and takes the call - she just says Ok, shall you you soon to the caller.

Rossie's ears perks up - but he waits.

In the next 10 minutes he sees Annie has taken a shower, has decked up, has put on one of her best night club party dress ( that they both shopped together just the previous day, the black and red ensemble was something rossie always wanted to buy for Annie) .

Anie was immune, she was all brisk and busy getting ready to go out .

Rossie : Can you tell me ?

Annie : Stepping out and I'll be late

Rosie : I mean what the fuck ? some clue ?

Annie is more than busy getting ready - she's quickly rubbing her lipstick.

Rossie just kicks an antique pot nearby ( it falls and is shattered ) bangs his head on the wall and walks out.

Annie, isn't flustered, does not bother to search out or console a clearly upset Rossie , she is in a rush.    

She just opens her sprawling apartment door and is out driving her car and singing.


   

Married to a Maniyakar - Married into History

Those were the days, in the village of old vasantha krishnapuram.

Nobody knew the origin of the name, could have been the name of the first Maniyankar.

Vasantha Krushnapuram was blessed by the Kanchi Kama Koti peetadi pathi as his meditation abode.

Soon, it was followed by the Jains, the Madhavas and the Yadavas.

While the Deccani Nawabs, the French East India Company, The British East India Company perched themselves on top.

The ageing Mughals, the retreating marathas, the ancient Pandya's and the proud Chola's eventually gave room to the minor Reddy's from Andhra and the Madhava's from Mandya's to sneak themselves as sycophants but amongst all the decadence the Maniyakars of Tiruvannamali and Tirukoilur managed to keep their head high.

The Maniyakar's of South Arcot were a benevolent lot of brahmin landlords. Steeped deep inside the tradition of living the spiritually enlightened vegetarian farmer's life.

We can call them benevolent because they could string together and support the livelihoods of large multi casteist communities, while they were themselves driven by heirarchies of the eldest born being the caretaker of a fairly large 'joint family' - joint families could be anything between first siblings numbering at least a dozen, first married in laws counting twice the number, cousin's and nephews easily numbering 2 to 3 or 4 scores, uncles, aunts, cows, calves, buffaloes, farm hands, servants, maids and new borns all numbering another few scores.

Put together a Maniyakar of the South Arcot was the head bread winner of at least 300 humans, almost all blood linked the rest dependent.

Bread winnners, were responsible for managing the large tracts of farms, cultivating, harvesting, selling, collecting the money , distributing the wealth, spreading education, building schools, temples, sponsoring marriages ( by giving away partial portions of their own lands), ushering progress and development to their villages.  

And one such maniyakar was the maniyakar of Vasantha Krishna Puram - Krishnamurthy Maniyakar.



Erstwhile Dist: South Arcot
Present Dist : Villupuram
Taluk : Mugaiyur
PO : Veerapandi
Neighbouring Village : Arasankuppam
Pin Code : 605758
River : Chitteri
Nearest Govt School : Govt. High School, Veerapandi.


In some strange coincidence the late Sir. Krishnamurthy Maniyakar gave birth to Annie.

Ok, the kighthood part is my own.


                 

thesocratespot: relationship mining

thesocratespot: relationship mining: You just Keep Digging You can hear the exactness of an army march past with the band leading You look beyond and pray This...

relationship mining

You just

Keep

Digging

You can hear
the exactness of an
army
march past

with the band
leading

You look beyond
and pray

This should never come to an end

It has be endless

Some you savour
Some you cringe
Some you hate
Some you love

Some you
could
some
you couldn't

Some more
you could

You shovel
and shovel

Here
you say
take this
gold

hey take this
cake

take that too
that piece of
marble

and that
diamond ring

don't want anything to
end. 

thesocratespot: Rhythmic Chaos

thesocratespot: Rhythmic Chaos: Reflecting ... Watching Marquez discarding solitude, with a twinkle   There's something nice about people dancing, especially wh...

Rhythmic Chaos

Reflecting ...

Watching Marquez

discarding solitude, with a twinkle  

There's something nice about people dancing, especially when they are swirling

fast and furious, looking each other into the eye

shaking their head along with their body bent backwards,
and then surging forward, laughing, once hither and then thither, totally immersed in the act.

All of them, people. Man, woman, girl, child, septuagenerians and paraplegics, everyone's gyrating.

Howling, shouting, whistling, clapping.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Yohoo !

Clap, clap, clap, clap

hu ha ha ha ...

is the chorus

a world, rhythmically gone berserk.

Even the most clumsy
just add to that
joi de vivre  

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Yohoo !

Clap, clap, clap, clap

You are the observer

Its getting infectious, frenzied.

You want to just rush in.

Yet. don't.
But you spare a smile, you too clap with the rhythm.

Unbeknown to you, you are foot tapping too.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Yohoo !

Clap, clap, clap, clap

You are the observer

A band leading, a saxaphone a drummer a violinist pushing the tempo. You watch, identify many young ones infatuated, none the sober.

Music is probably the highest form of creation.
Its all about that sync.
That symbioticness.
Man, woman, child, septuans and paraplegs all become one , inside music.

And its not just about people dancing
people eating
sharing coffee
simply exchanging banter.

Its something nucleic, the chain of mirth.
Someone's laughing and the others are rolling their eyes and suddenly
everyones laughing.

Its that that laugh, that joy.

Its that birth
that mirth

That i have come to rejoice.

      

thesocratespot: 50th Eulogy

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