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Searching for Love
Love is all around us but we fail to see and feel it because somewhere in our mind we have decided there is no love for us out there.
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AI and ME
So, yesterday I attended a class on AI. Don’t ask me why I did that to myself? I am not sure whether it was old age crisis, fear of the unknown or simply stupidity that made me sign up for a random course which popped up on my timeline. My husband has a masters in AI from one of the best universities but sometimes we don’t want to talk to each other and this was another attempt for me, trying to prove that I am not reliant on him. To be honest, I have been looking for ways to be more productive but then signing up for the course made…
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Sat Chit Anand
We are all supposed to be Eternal Bliss, Sat Chit Anand. Sorry Correction! We are all Eternal Bliss but we are ignorant of the fact. The sad part is that not only have we have forgotten our true self but also that we look down upon those who are living in eternal bliss. We ask them, “How can you be joyful when inflation is skyrocketing?” “How can you be happy when your children are not topping the class?” “How can you be ecstatic when you are not rich?” “How can you be happy, when I am not? Thoughts from my little understanding of Drig Drishya Viveka.
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Preparing for After Life
What are you doing to prepare for Afterlife?
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I am Good Enough
The only person I choose to compete against is me, myself. As long as I am doing better than myself of yesterday, I am doing good enough.
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A Part of Me
A child will always remain a part of their mother no matter how old they grow or how many children they have of their own.
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Cheers to Another Passing Day
Celebrate each day, each person, each thing as the beauty of Creation that surrounds you
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Lamba Raasta
What are we searching for in life? Where are we searching it? Do we know when we will find it?
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Have and Have Nots of our Society
Who are the Haves and the Have nots of our society? Does good education guarantee abundance in life?
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Birthday Month
Yog is about to celebrate his birthday this month. I was feeling all mushy about it when I realized, he is just a few years short of having his own cell phone and his own social media accounts. It then struck me that for the first time in his life, he will realize that not only is his mother a self proclaimed writer but also that more than half her stories are about him. I have no idea how he will fee about his private life being paraded on public platforms by none other than his own mother. Whatever his reaction might be, mine is pretty much planned, “I don’t…
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