The Gay things...

There is a kind of hush all over India. The gays are arisen with the most sophisticated armament of the Indian Constitutional laws of Right to Equality. Nobody bother about things consequent to which the hullah bol may have in the coming days.

The rise of men in favour or against the GAY things is something that the Indians have to take to social as well as cultural relevance. There is no point taking the issue (of legalizing Gay Rights of marriage and lives) to the streets. It’s a shame. Socially and culturally, the Indians are against any sort of practices that demean the very fabrics of the society whereby the gay things are thought to be foreign and modern trying to intrude to destroy the very fabrics of the Indian-ness.

Political parties of India are up in arms to downplay each other to seek ‘POWER’ over the issue, the manipulate power to gain votes. Do the Indian political parties really care and play a role to rehab those ‘men or women’ by letting them take part in the decision making processes? I don’t see a reason why these political parties cry foul of the Honorable Supreme Court rulings? Miserable as they are to seek vote, the consequences may be far-reaching in the near future.

God is great and His makings can not be altered by the people in politics. More saddening is the fact that the ‘gays’ come out in the streets demanding rights of livelihood. How such states of affairs have to be on the streets? The days are not afar when normal male and female may come out in due course of general election times in the streets to ask for rights that we do not understand… Son-less couples demanding sons to be born to them and daughter-less families to be granted the ‘Rights to have a daughter’

The days are also not afar, when people start asking to share your husband and wife as a ‘Fundamental Right’ to life of peaceful family lives. The days are also not afar when people seek to have babies without proper marriage as part of their ‘Fundamental Rights’ of livelihood. This is a critical thinking of a critical mind…

Many aspects that we have not thought of are coming to the fore for the sake of ruling the country. A layman is tragically amazed at the prospect of having a life that should have not been lived.

Kahani garrr ghar ki!

Election time is a time to make up big, bold promises as well as remind the 'common wo/man' what the party/leader did for her.

The stories running around this time are numerous with varied reasons. It is said that the government took an extra step to prevent rampant expenditures during the last Municipal and PRI elections. They put a blanket ban on drawal of cheques bearing above 20 lakhs. But, this could not stop the inevitable.

The Panchayat election related stories in East Kameng are not different from other districts. Stories fed to the knowledge bank of your’s truly are stunningly peculiar and jovial. In one place (say the Panchayat segments), the contestants were lavishly spent money to woe voters disproportionate to the much known sources of his/her income. That, he/she was living by hand to mouth, let alone spending money for a tea-party. The qualifications he/she bears to become a panchayat leader are supposed to be his/her rudeness and staunch supporter of the local MLA.

In another place, the contesting candidates are stark opposite in pursuing and chasing the flying chair. Here also, money played riots. But, the main factor of winning and losing rests with the ability to manage few hundred lakhs of rupees and distributing the stashed wades of money to the spellbound voters, who, as election comes usually rise their demand for propriety and prestige in volumes of money they have to receive from the warring candidates.

In other places, the local MLA hurriedly promises to sanction developmental funds that have already lapsed last election day. He simply has to repeat this promise umpteen time, for the electorate notionally forget dates and times when he last promised over the same matter. Matter-of-factly, the electorates are trained in such way that they would not ask new questions.

It is imperative that those who do not have sufficient or no money to fight elections have to resort to muscle power. And, logically this is one befitting alternative to win elections. The trendiest of all election tricks is to manage all voting to a null. This is accomplished when the local MLAs come into play. The trick to avoid embarrassing loss in elections is to make the electorate agree that there shall be no contest. Then, the bargain starts now. The electorate wants money. The electorate also wants wine and surely dining too. So, the prospective candidate or better to say the UNCONTESTINGLYNESS candidate spend some thousand rupees to arrange off-the-shoot party killing a mithun or two to ward off the spying eyes. Here again, the local MLA has to promise to bring various sorts of funds for local consumptions. Now the great deal is arrived at.

To be continued …

THE LIFE THAT WAS!

1985

Sometimes I ponder over the fact that living in the capital city is strenuous, erroneous and boring. I reminisce the time when I climbed the slender trees to pull down fruits as sweet as the nectar. There were friends with whom I went fishing with hooks made of steel wires and diverting rivulets to trap fishes, shrimps and crabs. I went fishing with friends by fixing traps made of bamboos and canes.

I reminisce the time when I went hunting with friends with bows and arrows. Our parents never bothered to fix our arrows with poison (omo). I remembered that we also shot birds with ordinary arrows. I’ve been a keen outdoor when it came to hiking and making new jungle tricks. I used to trap rats and birds by fixing flat boulders and ropes made out of creepers. It used to be joyous moment when I saw the small birds and animals trapped and killed… I beg the God to forgive me!

I with friends used to track the hilly terrains to make sure that wild boar and deer make their home around. Assured of the animals grazing around, we used to inform of our findings to the villagers. Upon that information they used to plan strategies to hunt the poor animals. These used to be meticulously planned to drive out the animals from rest/nest. The group, usually the teenagers like us that time, used to chase those animals with hunting dogs to let them run straight to the elder hunters who used to remain alert along the track the animals usually trip. Naturally the elders used to kill our preys and we used to get an extra share of meat for the efforts.

These scorching summer days are best for people to venture out in the deep forest to collect ‘wild’ fruits or to hunt or trap fish and small animals. I really do not have the faintest ideas that the wild fruits have medicinal as well as aphrodisiac effects.

Alas! I’ve to keep on pondering over the good old days when we have all those pastimes for the sake of passing time. I’m deeply troubled when I see peoples’ phantom killing of animals, small or big to make money. There have been times when the village elders restrict killing of such animals and wanton deforestations which acts seemed to them threatening ecologically. Those acts of the village elders were based on practical experiences with the nature around them by the preaching that ‘nature cures'.

Two tumblers of beer kept me writing :)

To be continued…

ILLNESS THAT STOP ME GOING

Suffering from an ailment the Doctors of Naharlagun General Hospital did not know..hahah. It's all due to an armpit swelling which give contineous mild pain and headach for the last 2 weeks right from 19.7.2012. Consulted the Doctors, prescribed X-ray and injections and tablets for 5 days. Even after the medication, the pain in the armpit continues with a bit less headach. I skipped going to office for duty for the last two weeks. I feel weak and clumsy. The foods seem to be tasteless.

The ailment started worrying me. Maybe, I shall have to get more checkups. Doctors said it is due to the medication that I underwent few years back for chest congestions. The ailment bring me a lot of mental restlessness, for if it is found to be a major problem.

Undertaking Special Revenue Drive

To work, they have set their own way

Nobody will care to hear what I say

My will be NULL, they won’t change their way

I don't know if I should stay.

The task is in a critical stage

But to do good work, this is the age

This dilemma is killing me day by day

I don't know if I should stay.

The salary is good, the place is great

But the progress is at a very small rate

Should I go for the work, or wait for pay

I don't know if I should stay!

My bosses don't know what I talk

My colleagues do not know where I walk

That's a bad situation, what say?

I don't know if I should stay.

I can go to any other place

But what if I get the same disgrace

I can't keep switching day by day

I don't know if I should stay.

The -ves are more, the +ves are less

Then why have this unnecessary mess

No more will I walk their way,

It's all done, I won't stay.

SELF-CONFIDENCE

Many a times in my life

I’m dropped, crumpled

And grounded into the dirt

By the decisions I make

And the circumstances

That comes my way.

I feel as though I’m worthless

But no matter what has happened

Or what will happen

I’ll never loss my value

Dirty or clean, crumpled or creased

I’m still priceless

To those who love me

The worth of my life

Comes not in what I do

Or who I know

But by who am I

I’m special
I don’t ever forget it.

CONJUGAL SOCIAL LIFE

I’ve a wife and my wife has a husband

I with her make a unit of human culture

I with her know how critical are

Mutual respect and recognition

To maintain the health of our marriage

The environment is as important to our marriage

So is for the relationships – among the tribes.

If I’m a Nyishi and she’s an Adi

I with her still make a unit of human culture.

In our day to day living

I with her try never to lie

I with her behave this way

Because it is obvious

That this is the proper way

To behave as human being

I foster love and she thrusts trust

I with her try to live forever happy.

YOUNG SOUL

Breaking off all the worldly barriers,

I want to remain as youthful as ever

At least in my thoughts.

With the graceful passage of years

Which we call as AGE,

I want to adorn my youth

With a soul which is

Neither young nor old;

Intrinsically it is outside time,

And identically the same

At the end of a heavily burdened life

As on the morning of rising sun.

When I speak of a soul as young or old

I am not trying to import chronology

Into something that is outside time.

That is impossible.

What I am discussing is the soul

As a psychological reality.

This demands an explanation.

Our actions have their origin in ourselves

And yet they shape us;

They dispose us to act this way or that,

They create an inclination,

A personal way of forming a judgment.

And as the result of such judgments

And choices and basic preferences

Provided they are often enough repeated

And fit in with each other - a spirit,

A mentality becomes a reality within us.

Whom to Follow After Thakurji

"At the coming of the Acharyya
the power of the Swadhyayi Guru*

(*The Acharyya knows directly through actual pursuit of the Ideal and realization. The Swadhyayi Guru continues to know the precepts by practicing them.)

passes on to the Acharyya,
and at the advent of Fulfiller the Best
the power of the Acharyya
passes on to Fulfiller the Best,
He is the Guru, the Acharyya,
and Fulfiller the Best,
Nurturer of specific characteristics
and all-fulfilling,
in one person ;
when Acharyya or Fulfiller the Best is not present
their superiority devolves to the Swadhyayi Guru ;
when Fulfiller the best is absent
and Acharyya is present
the Acharyya should be accepted ;
at the advent of Fulfiller the Best,
the Acharyya, Guru etc. all are fulfilled in Him
with spontaneous enlightenment
in a progressive illumining go ;
in a word,
when Fulfiller the Best is present
He becomes the shelter ;
in the absence of Fulfiller the Best
the Acharyya who is adhered to Him
and worshipful to Him
becomes the shelter,
again, when even Acharyya is absent
the Swadhyayi Guru adhered to Fulfiller
the Best
should be the medium.
In a word
the source of the superiority
of the Acharyya and the Swadhyayi Guru
is adherence to Fulfiller the Best,
and in all cases
the Fulfiller the Best alone
is the object of worship
and the embodiment of the past
become fulfilled and alive
in the present Fulfiller the Best."
(Adarsha-Binayak, 64)

" In the case of Swadhyayi Guru
there can be a change of Guru,
but the Acharyya
seated at the feet of Fulfiller the Best
who is a Nurturer of specific characteristics
and never be changed,
because only the Fulfiller the Best,
the all-fulfilling Nurturer
of specific characteristics
to the Supreme Acharyya,
and He alone is the greatest of all,
and the Acharyya who is thoroughly adhered
to Him
establishes Him and Him alone ;

you should keep on moving
from Brahmacharyya to Sannyas* 
(*Brahmacharyya and Sannyas — respectively the first and last of the four stages or periods of human life.)

cherishing the Acharyya’s gift of becoming
and serving Him all along.
The moment you abandon Him
for any temptation whatsoever
you ruin the radiant impetus of your
becoming,
you destroy what has been accumulated
in your biological make-up—
in the shape of a live genetic, crystal,
you renounce your enlightened individuality,
annihilation of life here and hereafter
becomes the intellectual offering
that flows from you ;

do remember—
whether it is wearing the sacred thread
or protecting the fire of becoming,
it simply represents an active service
to remind you of the Acharyya,
so it has to be maintained unimpaired
through your whole life."
(Dhriti-Bidhayana, Vol. I, 28)

" After the passing away or demise
of Him who is the Advent, ifthere is someone in His family
who is unrepellingly attached to Him,
with all regardful allegiance,
inspiring service, compassionate conduct,
and a true nurturer and protector
of His laws and principles,
given to establishing co-ordinated harmony,
having no greed for position
or malice toward others
and is loving and keen on bringing apt adjustment—
then do follow him ; if you don't find such a person, then follow in proper order
the one amongst His sons by culture
who is endowed with such qualities,
so long as the Advent
does not appear again ;
you will not be deceived
but will attain becoming
in an appropriate harmony. "
-Sri Sri Thakurji, Sambiti, Vol-I, 39

" Any man of any nation
whoever he may be—
if his nature and conduct
are existential,
if he takes existential food,
avoiding meat and fish,
if he moves on
with untottering skilful adherence
to his Acharyya,
being actively devoted
and adjusted with principles
aglow with existential intelligence,
if his characteristics are not distorted,
if he does all these things accurately,
then the future anoints him
with all adoration as an Acharyya ;

and he who becomes an Acharyya
spontaneously becomes a proper
object of veneration
welling up from the exuberant urge
of the heart of people ;

improper move
cannot afflict his intelligence
and path of activity,
he achieves the attributes of a seer,
so his individual traits
become exuberant and glowing likewise
with the illumination
of an existential blaze."
(Adarsha-Binayak, 138)

JAI GURU!

The 100th. Birth Aniversary of Sri Sri Bor Da celebrated on 27th. February, 2011 at Itanagar (Arunachal Pradesh)

Dr. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam's Speech in Hyderabad

You will feel proud after reading this speech…

Dr. A. P. J. Abdul
Kalam's Speech in Hyderabad

Why is the media here so negative?
Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why? We are the first in milk production. We are number one in Remote sensing satellites.

We are the second largest producer of wheat. We are the second largest producer of rice.

Look at Dr. Sudarshan , he has transferred the tribal village into a self-sustaining, self-driving unit. There are millions of such achievements but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters. I was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper.

It was the day after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place. The Hamas had struck. But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert into an orchid and a granary.. It was this inspiring picture that everyone woke up to. The gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the newspaper, buried among other news.

In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime. Why are we so
NEGATIVE?

Another question: Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign things? We want foreign TVs, we want foreign shirts. We want foreign technology.

Why this obsession with everything imported. Do we not realize that self-respect comes with self-reliance? I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph.. I asked her what her goal in life is. She replied: I want to live in a developed India .. For her, you and I will have to build this developed India . You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation. Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance.

Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours.

YOU say that our government is inefficient. YOU say that our laws are too old..

YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.

YOU say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke,

The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.
YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the
absolute pits..

YOU say, say and say.. What do YOU do about it? Take a

person on his way to Singapore . Give him a name - YOURS. Give him a face - YOURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores.

YOU are as proud of their Underground links as they are. You pay S$5 to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway
or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU come back to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity... In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai . YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah .

YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds a month to, 'see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else.'YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, 'Jaanta hai main kaun hoon' (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost.' YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand ...

Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo ? Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston ??? We are still talking of the same YOU. YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you can be an
involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India ?

Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay , Mr. Tinaikar , had a point to make. 'Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place,' he said. 'And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels? In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan . Will the Indian citizen do that here?' He's right. We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility.

We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick a up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.

We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity. This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public. When it comes to burning social issues like those related towomen, dowry, girl child! and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? 'It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry.' So who's going to change the system?

What does a system consist of ? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbours, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. But definitely not me and YOU. When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr.Clean to come along & work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away. Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England .. When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse country..

Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.

Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too...... I am echoing J. F. Kennedy 's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians......

'ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY'

Lets do what India needs from us.

Forward this mail to each Indian for a change instead of sending Jokes or junk mails.

Thank you,

Dr. Abdul Kalaam

Culture and Religion of Arunachal Pradesh

Culture and Religion of Arunachal Pradesh



There are about 25 major tribes and a number of sub-tribes inhabiting the area with unique cultural heritage of their own ancestors. Most of these communities are ethnically similar, having derived from an original common stock but geographical isolation from each other has brought among them certain distinctive characteristics in language, dress and costumes.

Broadly, the people may be divided into three cultural groups on the basis of their socio-religious affinities. The Monpas and Sherdukpens of Tawang and West Kameng districts follow the lamaistic tradition of for their religious fervor, the villages of these communities have richly decorated Buddhist temples, locally called the Gompa.Though largely agriculturist practising terrace cultivation, many of these people are also pastoral and breed herds of Yak and mountain sheep. Culturally similar to them are Membas of Siang belt who live in the high mountains along the northern borders. Khamptis and Singphos inhabiting the eastern part of the State are also Buddhists of  are said to have migrated from Thailand and Myanmar long ago and the Khamptis still use ancient scripts derived from their original homeland.

The second group of people include - Mijis, Akas, Nyishis, Tagins, Apatanis, Adis, Galos, Mishmis etc. who worship the Sun and Moon God, namely Donyi-Polo. They worship their God in Neydar Namlo, Medar Nelo, Dere etc. Abo-Tani is the original ancestor for most of these tribes. Their religious rituals, largely coincide with the phases of agricultural cycles. They invoke nature deities and make animal sacrifices. They traditionally practise jhuming or shifting cultivation. These tribes also extensively practise wet-rice cultivation and have a considerable agricultural economy.

The third group comprises Noctes, Wanchos, Tangsa, Tutsa etc of Changlang and Tirap district. They are hardy people. Noctes and Wanchos strictly follow their structured village society in which the hereditary system of village chief still play a vital role. The Noctes also practise elementary form of  Tangsas worship their God in Rangfrah mandir.

Some Arunachalees have adopted Christianity and Hinduism as their religion. Despite their religious practice4s, these group keep the traditions they are belonged to, like participation in the festivals.

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DHARMA AND RELIGION

Sri Sri Bor Da
Sri Sri Thakur says

To uphold
  one's own life and growth
     with that of others
         is Dharma,

and to bind oneself

   with the love-lord

       through sacred devoutness
                                                  and to follow Him accordingly
                                                     is Religion.