Now I always loved Amul Ads.. Thought I would pick some from the Amul Website and post it.. I miss seeing them in hoardings…

On the 1983 world cup victory

THE FIRST AMUL AD… how profound..

And now for a song which I absolutely love for the really impossible lyrics..

Whitu whitu face..  hahaha !!!

When the consciousness is not going out to any object, when there is nothing to see, nothing to think, just emptiness all around, then one falls upon oneself. There is nowhere to go–one relaxes into one’s source, and that source is God.

Your inner being is nothing but the inner sky. The sky is empty, but it is the empty sky that holds all, the whole existence, the sun, the moon, the stars, the earth, the planets. It is the empty sky that gives space to all that is. It is the empty sky that is the background of all that exists. Things come and go and the sky remains the same.

In exactly the same way, you have an inner sky; it is also empty. Clouds come and go, planets are born and disappear, stars arise and die, and the inner sky remains the same, untouched, untarnished, unscarred. We call that inner sky sakshin, the witness–and that is the whole goal of meditation.

Go in, enjoy the inner sky. Remember, whatsoever you can see, you are not it. You can see thoughts, then you are not thoughts; you can see your feelings, then you are not your feelings; you can see your dreams, desires, memories, imaginations, projections, then you are not them. Go on eliminating all that you can see. Then one day the tremendous moment arrives, the most significant moment of one’s life, when there is nothing left to be rejected. All the seen has disappeared and only the seer is there. That seer is the empty sky.

To know it is to be fearless, and to know it is to be full of love. To know it is to be God, is to be immortal.

On a different note here are my birdies very comfortable watching me work.

Something I came across.

I love Sunju Baba saying this. I was reading this in Soumyadip’s blog and I had to post it.. Too good..

I really cannot take meterosexuals or whatever they call themselves.. commenting on my hair color or lack of it.. my prints in the top and actually wearing flowery tops.. Ewwww.

Men need to be like men.. leave the flowery bits to women..

I love this ad.. From Gandhigiri to Mardangiri.. yehawwww !!

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Its so gaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

And some more..

Choke choke choke…