Child cretivity

Writing has been some-kind of relief for me, so not writing for a long time means my grudge has risen up. To say more it has been a tranquilizer for me in this world where one finds other difficulty in understanding. Pains and difficulties are always there to give a bigger lesson in life; that’s the situation I’m now in. I’m sometimes scared, but without getting scared, tiredness, sleepless nights and restless days there’s no way defining difficulty and without difficulty we can never define struggle. Honest acceptance can bring equanimity, calmness, compassion in anybody, but honest acceptance cannot be accomplished without clear understanding and clear understanding without clear consciousness of what we are facing or doing. Other thing that I understood my experience is that if anybody don’t understand something keep on observing or start playing with it for a long time, your sense will automatically will start grabbing it and this understanding has been more powerful than any other mode of understanding that I’ve experienced up-to now coz it can become no different to human instinct and I hope you can understand what instinct is?

I went to London yesterday for my computing test. It was good but not as good as in reality. It was somewhat horrible feeling in those crowdie streets of London. London in my view though not an observation seems to be more aristocratic in look. Looking around I felt more a kind of abandoned feeling within me, but confined this feeling within me coz there was no one to share and I hardly find anybody understand back home too. I don’t know why from where did I get this awkward feeling in those commotion where everything is so bright, colorful, mass of people striding, buses and taxis crowded with excited look in there eye; Indian, Chinese, African, English, Polish, Muslim… couldn’t be put away from curious and nervous eye. Still the feeling of being abandoned and getting lost in those crowded London couldn’t get away from my feeling, I don’t why! Might be prejudice, but might not be I’ve come to this place from faraway and different land (please keep away the word globalization I think it’s virtual and virtual is not reality), but in terms of culture and geographical distance. I felt little scary within me though there was no one to harm me or lurking to kill me. Identity in such a place disappears without being noticed but people still trys to keep there identity alive in vain. Maybe loss of identity have created insecurity within me, maybe this is a new experience loss of identity is loss of security so now I understand individualism disappears in mass, which Nietzsche had explained and now I experienced it’s real meaning. Sometimes it really takes a long time to understand something intrinsically or I may not understand something through out my life coz I may not have a chance to experience it through out my life. So experience is understanding.

These wild potions can
Send you to heaven.
With all these mad people
Of knowledge.
Heat of summer can’t affect
Me neither the loneliness nor the
Isolation
Everyone is friend here, even the stranger
Darkness reminds me of my home
But it is not so heart biting
As the god of calmness supports me
Against every chilling thoughts
That comes

Suicide notes

As the death embraces me
With every drop of blood
Dripping from my wrist
My heart pounds with fear.
Slowly my nerves get emptied,
My brain loses its motion,
My eyes approaches darkness,
My body loses feelings,

Now my breath gets faster,
To keep my blood running
But of no avail
I throw my hands
I throw my legs,
To try to keep my eyes open,
To try to keep my breathe,
But of no avail
Now I sleep in silence forever
And my feelings are numb.

Lumbini

In this southern plain
Of Nepal
People sleep on the hardest surface,
With blankets of steaming air,
Where tree is a shelter,
And air we breathe is vapor.
Even in these intensities of nature
We can feel the extreme tranquility
Coz it is where the lord Buddha was born
Wild doves flies across the calm stream,
Silence is essence in every corner,
This heaven on earth gives us a
Message of peace
Through these ponds, woods, Stupas and monasteries.

Milan Gurung (Freeman)

SEPPUKU

Seppuku (Japanese: "cutting the belly") is a form of Japanese ritual suicide by disembowlment. Seppuku is also known as hara-kiri "belly-cutting" and is written with the same kanji as seppuku but in reverse order with an okurigana. In Japanese, hara-kiri is a colloquialism, seppuku being the more formal term. Samurai (and modern adherents of bushido) would use seppuku, whereas ordinary Japanese (who in feudal times as well as today looked askance at the practice) would use hara-kiri. Hara-kiri is the more common term in English, where it is often mistakenly rendered "hari-kari."
The practice of committing seppuku at the death of one's master is known as oibara; the ritual is similar.

Important sites...

Universties...

http://www.ox.ac.uk/

http://www.bathspa.ac.uk/

http://www.londonfilmacademy.com/

http://www.brightonfilmschool.org.uk/

For authors:

http://www.author-network.com/

http://www.poets.org/

http://www.randomhouse.com/modernlibrary/100bestnovels.html

Knowledge:

http://www.wikipedia.org/

Art lovers:

http://www.metmuseum.org/

History:

http://www.historyguide.org/

Others:

http://writing.writersbureau.in/

Jobs:

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Debate:

http://www.visionariesdebate.com/

Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

I'm reading this book I'll soon write about it...

Wild Swans by Jung Chang

How much do you know about China? And how much do you know about Mao's secret strategy to exploit his People? How did he come to power? Do you know about Great Leap forward? And do you know about cultural revolution in depth? If you really want to know the reality about Mao's China then this is the best book in most detail. Beside communist politics of China if you too want to get acquainted with Chinese culture then this is the book, which can quench your thirst.

"A book that covers every aspect of vast Chinese culture and politics in a concised form"

Milan Gurung (Freeman)

If you want to know more about the book:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wild_Swans

Snow by Orhan Pamuk

A perfect novel novel by Turkish novelist Orhan Pamuk. The novel has been able to depict the reality of artist's life in the world of politics, religion and love. It also has been abled to put forward how a artist can express his thoughts and ideas in a surrealistic way.
Ka a poet and a journalist reaches Kars; the boder city of Turkey to research on suicide of headscarfed girls, which has been a epidemic in this part of Turkey. However the reason behind the suicide of these girls are mysterious because everyone put forwards there reason; The Republican and Political Islamist. Just after Ka reaches Kars blizzard invites blocade to whole town oc Kars for three days. Then within this three days of confinement in Kars the whole of story is enclosed. It shows how ruthless and blind is state toward people of Kars and in the meantime it shows how is religion manipulated by politics. In this part of Kars it's sin to be an atheist even though if you are a reasonable person than a pious person.

"A perfect novel which can work in small periphery to depict the whole world"

Milan Gurung (Freeman)

Orhan Pamuk Official website:

http://www.orhanpamuk.net/

To the Unknown God (1864)

Once more, before I wander on

And turn my glance forward,

I lift up my hands to you in loneliness —

You, to whom I flee,

To whom in the deepest depths of my heart

I have solemnly consecrated altars

So thatYour voice might summon me again.

On them glows, deeply inscribed, the words:

To the unknown god.

I am his, although until this hour

I've remained in the wicked horde:

I am his—and I feel the bonds

That pull me down in my struggle

And, would I flee,

Force me into his service.

I want to know you, Unknown One,

You who have reached deep into my soul,

Into my life like the gust of a storm,

You incomprehensible yet related one!

I want to know you, even serve you.

(—Translation by Philip Grundlerhner)