<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829</id><updated>2011-11-01T04:18:04.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking the Truth</title><subtitle type='html'>Are you genuinely seeking real and permanent happiness? Are you open-minded and willing to go beyond the usual methods of the world, beyond religion, nationality, social status, race, etc? You have come to a unique blog about the real purpose of life. A blog that will be more useful for sincere seekers and like-minded individuals rather than scholars. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(Pls Note: it is recommended that you start at the first post written in Aug '05 and then work your way to the latest one).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-6686844750592700749</id><published>2007-11-08T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:38:07.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>There's one event that's certain in everyone's life. At the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can escape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how healthy or rich one may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually comes unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the job you had one day. The next day you didn't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are breathing one moment. The next moment you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same physical body is there. But "you" are not there.... anymore.... ever wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you prepared for death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have planned all your life. For big events and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you planned for the only event that's certain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;planned for death&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-6686844750592700749?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/6686844750592700749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=6686844750592700749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/6686844750592700749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/6686844750592700749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/11/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-9023788317653178493</id><published>2007-09-08T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T14:51:47.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Have you ever moved a home or relocated to another place far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you find it to be difficult? Tiring? Frustrating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to do it again, if possible. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the moving that almost all of us do every few tens of years.... the moving with which might come much more change than one can imagine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you tired of this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moving&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-9023788317653178493?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/9023788317653178493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=9023788317653178493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/9023788317653178493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/9023788317653178493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-4734703140963314420</id><published>2007-07-04T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:43:05.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>The world seem to be "running" these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running after money (material things), sex or fame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a combination of the above....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting happiness, though, remains elusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer the run, the farther it seems true happiness is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh seeker, is there any end to this run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to run for something else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a path that is very lightly traveled these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to help those whom nobody is willing to help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for anything in return but because they are Lord's creatures too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to run even beyond what earlier such unique runners have gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dare to run such a run as has never been run before &lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-4734703140963314420?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/4734703140963314420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=4734703140963314420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/4734703140963314420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/4734703140963314420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/07/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-5582349417396289641</id><published>2007-04-21T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:21:59.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is most important?</title><content type='html'>What is more important for you - wealth, health or spiritual growth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you spend outwardly on each of the above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;spend on each of them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-5582349417396289641?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/5582349417396289641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=5582349417396289641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/5582349417396289641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/5582349417396289641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-is-most-important.html' title='What is most important?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-2713275842535315258</id><published>2007-04-18T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:13:38.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wealth</title><content type='html'>You spend all your life earning a lot of wealth. Time comes when it's time to leave the physical body. You know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not possible&lt;/span&gt; to take a single penny with you, leave alone all the wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it (possible)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if there was a way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-2713275842535315258?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/2713275842535315258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=2713275842535315258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/2713275842535315258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/2713275842535315258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/04/wealth.html' title='Wealth'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-7377423005563931787</id><published>2007-04-16T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:04:48.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you ask?</title><content type='html'>What if someOne was able to and ready to give you anything that you wanted? Anything in this cosmos? Anything in the Lord's creation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you ask nothing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-7377423005563931787?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/7377423005563931787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=7377423005563931787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/7377423005563931787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/7377423005563931787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-would-you-ask.html' title='What would you ask?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-3935433118789616461</id><published>2007-02-17T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T01:13:34.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetarianism</title><content type='html'>You are vegetarian. For life. From inside. It's your decision. Taken without pressure. Your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear one of yours eats meat. Someone who trusts you. Someone who listens to you. Someone who cares for you and what you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can help this dear one.... to become a vegetarian too.... like yourself.... to benefit from this change like you have done....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-3935433118789616461?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/3935433118789616461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=3935433118789616461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/3935433118789616461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/3935433118789616461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2007/02/vegetarianism.html' title='Vegetarianism'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-116238608596764894</id><published>2006-11-01T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:27:14.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never forget</title><content type='html'>What is the activity that anyone who is alive never forgets whether the being is very busy, stressed out, sick, having a good time or very absent-minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never forget to breathe whatever the situation until we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gave us this breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's not forget to remember the source of this breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time we use it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-116238608596764894?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/116238608596764894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=116238608596764894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/116238608596764894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/116238608596764894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/11/never-forget.html' title='Never forget'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115922527905982011</id><published>2006-09-25T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:56:32.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reluctant Masters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hat if you meet a stranger and he tells you: "Come, follow me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if some strange knock wakes you up in the middle of the night and tells you: "You have wasted your life following your master".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one day you find that after 10 years of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sadhana &lt;/span&gt;you are still where you started from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is possible. This can happen to anyone seriously seeking "That" by which everything gets known. Such moments of revelation can disillusion the seeker. These very moments can also lead the seeker to the True Master. Such masters are rare and their work is usually done in silence and in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the reluctant masters. Reluctant because they don't have a choice. Not a word will they speak nor move an inch of their own accord. Yet they seem to control the fate of those who are seen around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not here to transform people or society; nor is their purpose to improve mankind. These masters do not perform miracles or heal people. Yet miracles happen, healing takes place, people get transformed and mankind benefits by their presence. But they deny changes and refuse to take credit for them. According to them, all this is part of God's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leela &lt;/span&gt;(play) and all that has to happen has already happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only freedom you have is to drop your ego and get in touch with the source. The source that is inside you, pulsating with the rhythm of this very existence. That is the only freedom you have. Everything else is an illusion. Only a real master can lead you to the path that crosses all barriers of illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such masters may be rare and reluctant, but they are always waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may receive a message, an address or a personal visit from these masters. They could be dressed like ordinary people, living ordinary lives. They could be from any profession: from cobbler, chef, gardener, driver to an accountant, or CEO of a corporate house. No job is good or bad for them. It does not really matter. What matters is the Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting with any such master will be the moment of truth - and death for the seeker. Truth of the seeker and the master, and death of the past and the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transpires between the reluctant master and the seeker will be only 'now', in the present moment. Every moment their relationship will happen. Every moment they will communicate and pierce the hearts of the seekers of the Divine. The seeker will die every moment and live every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the heart that is pierced is not the physical heart. That is just an organ of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps man alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What force pumps the blood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes the physical body and the heart pulsate to a certain rhythm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one breathe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the vital force originate and where does it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the life force stored and how does it get revitalised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in the lotus of the (principal) heart. Only a competent master, from the lineage of the most secretly guarded ancient tradition of initiation, is permitted to reveal it to the 'chosen few' seekers directly under the supervison of the Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These masters can never be sought in crowds. Nor will they have an army of disciples. They will be waiting somewhere for their chosen disciples: in remote huts in a jungle or in somebody's house. There will be no dazzling display of personality or oratorial skills. They will sit quietly. But one look from them is enough to seduce you to the Divine. Such masters could take you by your hand in your full wakefulness, in your own physical body, to other realms of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such masters exist. Not only in India but throughout the world. But there are only a few hundred of them at any given time on earth. They remain unknown to the world. Only their closest disciples know about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you meet such a master, let him catch you. Allow him to take you wherever he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how would you know? Only he will know whether you are ready. Only he can extend his hand. You only need to be available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without such masters, no meditation can help. At the most, it would make you a little relaxed, and enhance your talents. A businessman would become a refined businessman. A poet would write with more clarity. And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless a competent master burns all old &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sanskaras &lt;/span&gt;(impressions in the mind) cleansing out the grossness, your anger, greed, lust and ambition, which remain hidden, may surface at a moment of crisis. There are so many schools of meditation, so many teachers and so many masters. But look at their disciples. They are the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want enlightenment, pray sincerely to God, and the real master will arrive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when he arrives, you will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115922527905982011?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115922527905982011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115922527905982011' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115922527905982011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115922527905982011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/09/reluctant-masters.html' title='The Reluctant Masters'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115473228548488904</id><published>2006-08-04T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:24:22.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaming others</title><content type='html'>Blaming others for one's own problems is very easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hai kisey noo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dosh khino naa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aapna hi kitan poo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teray hi pesh aaana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teraa kasoor kal noo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zaahar hazoor kal noo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh human! Don't blame someone else&lt;br /&gt;(for your troubles)&lt;br /&gt;When the fault is your own&lt;br /&gt;It must be (the result of) something you did&lt;br /&gt;Yourself in the past&lt;br /&gt;(The result of) Your sins today&lt;br /&gt;Will present itself to you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The result will be manifest tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115473228548488904?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115473228548488904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115473228548488904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115473228548488904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115473228548488904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/08/blaming-others.html' title='Blaming others'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115401260064071724</id><published>2006-07-27T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T11:03:20.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why is anger considered bad?&lt;/span&gt; Everybody must have wondered about this at one time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So, what are the reasons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anger causes loss of self-control; actions done in anger may be regretted deeply once the angry phase has ended.&lt;br /&gt;- It causes us to breathe faster - thus shortening our lifespan... as the lifespan granted to us for this lifetime during our last Day of Reckoning in the Court is measured in the number of times we breathe (and not in years or days).&lt;br /&gt;- It causes heat generation in the body (along with faster breathing) - frequent anger can be linked to certain ailments like hypertension and heart disease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So, how to decrease one's anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The best way is meditation... done in the proper way...&lt;br /&gt;- One of the main sources of anger is lust and the non-fulfillment of this desire... if one can get contended on this front, anger will automatically decrease...&lt;br /&gt;- Eating proper foods... not eating stale and non-veg food is a no-brainer... but even some types of vegetarian foods are considered "hot"... However, one should not worry too much about this provided one eats vegetarian food... keeping moderation in mind while eating the "hot" foods...&lt;br /&gt;- Company of "cool" and like-minded spiritual people... spiritual talk/discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115401260064071724?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115401260064071724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115401260064071724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115401260064071724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115401260064071724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115305201761466780</id><published>2006-07-16T08:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T08:13:37.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living within one's means</title><content type='html'>MR teaches us to always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try &lt;/span&gt;remaining (if possible) one level below what our financial status dictates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Example, if I can afford to buy a BMW, I should probably consider a Honda Accord instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This helps ensure that we always live within our means... and don't have to borrow money from others... it may also help in other ways...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115305201761466780?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115305201761466780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115305201761466780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115305201761466780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115305201761466780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/living-within-ones-means.html' title='Living within one&apos;s means'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115280613430139908</id><published>2006-07-13T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T11:57:24.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to teach the kid?</title><content type='html'>What stream should I encourage the kid to learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physiology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would encourage the kid to learn that (stream) "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowing which nothing remains to be known&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115280613430139908?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115280613430139908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115280613430139908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115280613430139908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115280613430139908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-to-teach-kid_13.html' title='What to teach the kid?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115256154882348823</id><published>2006-07-10T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T15:59:08.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Poornima</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guru Poornima&lt;/span&gt;... the day of the Guru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUM WAHEGURU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115256154882348823?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115256154882348823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115256154882348823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115256154882348823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115256154882348823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/guru-poornima.html' title='Guru Poornima'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115229585541024606</id><published>2006-07-07T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:10:55.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego</title><content type='html'>The Supreme One doesn't like ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Notice how the Sun glows red at dusk and dawn (hint).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let's avoid building our ego at all costs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115229585541024606?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115229585541024606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115229585541024606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115229585541024606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115229585541024606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/ego.html' title='Ego'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115213173184944477</id><published>2006-07-05T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:35:31.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first prayer</title><content type='html'>There was a prayer (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aarti&lt;/span&gt;) that was addressed to the Lord by the first thousand beings that the Lord created... it was a sampling of His virtues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first prayer still exists to this day... in unpublished form...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115213173184944477?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115213173184944477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115213173184944477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115213173184944477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115213173184944477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-prayer.html' title='The first prayer'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115197275705847620</id><published>2006-07-03T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:25:57.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>When we go to theme parks, we laugh and enjoy when we see all these "illusions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What is our reaction when faced with "illusions" in our daily life and when faced with those that appear once in a while?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115197275705847620?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115197275705847620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115197275705847620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115197275705847620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115197275705847620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/07/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115141252875222074</id><published>2006-06-27T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T08:48:48.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision of Enlightened Masters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Supreme Lord is One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So-called) religions in the world are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened Masters from (outwardly) different religions merged into the same Supreme One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence of all Enlightened Master's message was the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The languages and the way they spread their message was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some selfish people twisted the message of many Enlightened Masters to suit their own purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried to distinguish and change the message in the name of religion. Many of them succeeded in doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original message of most Enlightened Masters seems to have got lost in today's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the vision of the Reluctant Master to extract the original message of some of the famous Enlightened Masters irrespective of religion and let it be known to those sincerely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seeking the Truth &lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115141252875222074?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115141252875222074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115141252875222074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115141252875222074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115141252875222074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/vision-of-enlightened-masters.html' title='Vision of Enlightened Masters'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115082920834668324</id><published>2006-06-20T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:10:34.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What you came in this world for?</title><content type='html'>Another one of my Master's Guru's poems extracts in a mixture of North Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;)... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be warned this one is very blunt and may not be understood by everybody... if you are just starting to read this blog, it may not be advisable to read this post first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bande! Ohh din yaad nahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jad maat gharab which aayan see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bakara jeeven halal karake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phuthan kar latkayan see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bhatti de which bhande vangu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agni jal pakaya see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khada peeta sar sar jhanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenu Rab bhachaya see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bhul gayeen yaad Pritam wali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boondoon guraj banayaan see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had cham de putaley noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Par khoob too chamkaya see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naam daan ka vaada karkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ta too aithey aayaan see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bhool gaya is duniya mein tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ki karney noon aayan see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O human!&lt;br /&gt;You have forgotten the day&lt;br /&gt;When you came into your mother's womb&lt;br /&gt;You were hung upside down&lt;br /&gt;The same way as a lamb is&lt;br /&gt;Hung after being butchered at&lt;br /&gt;A butcher's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to face the oven like heat&lt;br /&gt;Inside your mother's womb&lt;br /&gt;You were exposed to all the&lt;br /&gt;Feces and heat inside there&lt;br /&gt;The Lord saved you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now that you are outside)&lt;br /&gt;You have forgotten to&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Your body was made from a&lt;br /&gt;Drop (of semen)&lt;br /&gt;This statue of bones and flesh&lt;br /&gt;Was made beautiful and attractive&lt;br /&gt;By the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You came out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By giving promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That You will meditate on His name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And will give to the saints and the needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Now that you are out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have forgotten what you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Came in this world for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115082920834668324?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115082920834668324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115082920834668324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115082920834668324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115082920834668324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-you-came-in-this-world-for.html' title='What you came in this world for?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115065503831515686</id><published>2006-06-18T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:25:14.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God in Enlightened Master's body</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;: So, when in the religious scriptures (like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vedas&lt;/span&gt;), it is written that God's form is very large, how can it fit into an Enlightened soul's (small) human body upon reaching realization?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer&lt;/span&gt;: Upon Realization, the Enlightened soul's body also becomes very large, just that the human eyes cannot see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda ja rahan noor ki deh dhar kar, loog samajthey hein ki aam aadmi ja rahan hein...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is walking in the form of a human, and people are thinking that a common person is walking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such are the true Enlightened Masters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115065503831515686?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115065503831515686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115065503831515686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115065503831515686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115065503831515686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/god-in-enlightened-masters-body.html' title='God in Enlightened Master&apos;s body'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115046970255220970</id><published>2006-06-16T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:55:02.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your deeds are inhuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teri surat to insani hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kartoot na kar hayvani hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fir akhar hoot hayrani hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuch nayki kar vadkar na kar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If) Your face is like a human&lt;br /&gt;But your deeds are like demons&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you will be surprised&lt;br /&gt;(with the result in the Court)&lt;br /&gt;Do some good deeds&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115046970255220970?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115046970255220970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115046970255220970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115046970255220970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115046970255220970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-deeds-are-inhuman.html' title='Your deeds are inhuman'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-115024530596280939</id><published>2006-06-13T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T09:14:29.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey through this world</title><content type='html'>Another one of my Master's Guru's poems (a small part of it) in a mixture of North Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeh chalti firati duniya hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isme rahena ka itbar na kar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zara gaur se aagey kadam utha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu aapna garam bazaar na kar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is a journey through this world&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you will stay here forever&lt;br /&gt;Be careful with your next step&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too occupied here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-115024530596280939?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/115024530596280939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=115024530596280939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115024530596280939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/115024530596280939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/journey-through-this-world.html' title='Journey through this world'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114998836778759513</id><published>2006-06-10T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:08:35.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Noor - Light</title><content type='html'>Another of my Master's Guru's poems written in a mixture of North Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duniya da vali purakh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akal &lt;/span&gt;hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roz roz kare sab ki sambhal hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ajab banaya sara dastoor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duniya de which sarey tera noor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of this world is You (O God!) Yourself&lt;br /&gt;You take care of everybody every day&lt;br /&gt;Astonishing are Your rules (customs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the light of the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dhono hath joor ke namaskar hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kartar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tera na koi shumaar hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang-ang which sarey bharpur hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duniya de which sarey tera noor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fold both my hands and salute (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namaskar &lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;) You&lt;br /&gt;O Master! You don't have any equal&lt;br /&gt;(You are not accountable to anyone)&lt;br /&gt;All the organs of the body are full of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the light of the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachna racha-ae kisey noo na dasada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang-ang sarey which aap vasada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Koi aakh sakada na neray door hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duniya de which sarey tera noor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You created this Creation&lt;br /&gt;You tell nobody&lt;br /&gt;You exist in all parts of the body Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can say that You are near or far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the light of the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aap hi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rahim &lt;/span&gt;keetay aap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ram &lt;/span&gt;hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aapey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindu &lt;/span&gt;aapey deen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aslam &lt;/span&gt;hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desh tey bidesh sarey mashoor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duniya de which sarey tera noor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rahim &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindu &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous in this and all&lt;br /&gt;Other countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the light of the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kisey noo maloom tera na asool hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aapey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;avtar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aapey hi rasool hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terey bina khali koi na zaroor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duniya de which sarey tera noor hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows what is Your principle&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Yourself are an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apostle&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prophet&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is empty without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the light of the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear this poem by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Aabe_Haayat_Nectar__6/01Aabe_Hayaat_6.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (Note: broadband connection may be required as the file size is about 20MB).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114998836778759513?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114998836778759513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114998836778759513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114998836778759513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114998836778759513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/noor-light.html' title='Noor - Light'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114951783402805553</id><published>2006-06-05T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:36:54.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightened Masters in current world</title><content type='html'>And there still are about 200 Enlightened Masters in the world today... almost all hidden... all over the world, including America... this being the Supreme Lord's will in the current era of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaliyug&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, beware of those calling themselves as Enlightened... they are not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114951783402805553?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114951783402805553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114951783402805553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114951783402805553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114951783402805553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/06/enlightened-masters-in-current-world.html' title='Enlightened Masters in current world'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114890771608045987</id><published>2006-05-29T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T12:01:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Washing away sins</title><content type='html'>Sins committed in the past &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot &lt;/span&gt;be washed away by bathing in a holy river, by giving to (most) saints or needy people, by doing most good deeds (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sat karma&lt;/span&gt;), and similar other actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sins can be washed away in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only two&lt;/span&gt; ways&lt;/span&gt;... you may ask if you really want to learn them; please don't bother if you are only trying to increase your knowledge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114890771608045987?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114890771608045987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114890771608045987' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114890771608045987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114890771608045987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/washing-away-sins.html' title='Washing away sins'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114886230940799178</id><published>2006-05-28T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:25:09.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forms of Life</title><content type='html'>There are 8400000 forms of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was given the human form, the best of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only form of life in which the (selfless) meditation of the Supreme One is accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I really used it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114886230940799178?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114886230940799178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114886230940799178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114886230940799178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114886230940799178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/forms-of-life.html' title='Forms of Life'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114858159228406326</id><published>2006-05-25T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:59:42.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your sins will be made famous tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Another of my Master's Guru's writings in a mixture of North Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;) (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be warned that this post may not be suitable for beginning spiritual seekers...&lt;/span&gt;) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Denaa hisaab pahena bande zaroor kal noo-oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kitna chupa le zahar hazoor kal noo-oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Badiyaan which umar guzareen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akhar noo muskil pareen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paapan de beray vapari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rowan ge jhoor kal noo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhulam kamaan lein chahey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gal de which pehney fahein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ketney chupa le chahey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hooney mashoor kal noo-oo...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day will definitely come when you will be held accountable for all your actions in this human life&lt;br /&gt;Irrespective of how much you try to hide them (the bad or sinful ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spent the entire life doing useless and sometimes harmful stuff&lt;br /&gt;In the end you will face a lot of difficulties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a big merchant of sins&lt;br /&gt;You will cry a lot (in the Court of Justice after death)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then it will be too late&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might do atrocities here&lt;br /&gt;There (in the Court) they will hang you with a noose around your neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irrespective of how much you try to hide them (your wrongful actions and sins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They will be made famous tomorrow (a day in the Court)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The message for people like myself is to be very careful... think before any action... whether it's right or wrong and to avoid it if it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;be wrong... because the law in the Court of Justice is very strict... there everything is well-defined... there is no leniency for anybody in the Court...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114858159228406326?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114858159228406326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114858159228406326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114858159228406326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114858159228406326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-sins-will-be-made-famous-tomorrow.html' title='Your sins will be made famous tomorrow'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114849023873753136</id><published>2006-05-24T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:01:49.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A pure heart</title><content type='html'>My master's Guru wrote in a mixture of North Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar dil ka aaeena sufan na huan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hein dil mein Khuda to khabhar hi nahin&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the mirror of the (Real) heart is not clean (pure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then even though God resides inside it, one doesn't know about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agar dil sufa to Khuda har jaghan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahin karna to parta safar hi nahin&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the mirror of the (Real) heart is clean (pure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One can (truly) realize that God is everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And there would be no need to go anywhere (outside) in search of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114849023873753136?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114849023873753136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114849023873753136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114849023873753136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114849023873753136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/pure-heart.html' title='A pure heart'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114825925649752764</id><published>2006-05-21T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:38:40.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Western world</title><content type='html'>Be warned that the post below may not be understood by everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most people are born in the western world as a result of some very good deeds done in the past lives.&lt;/span&gt; This is because the comforts, material wealth (maya) and quality of life available in the western world is not available in most of the rest of the world. People from all over the world want to be get an opportunity to live in the western world - but very few are able to get this chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to God's will, in this era of Kalyug, most of the people born in the western world are "spending" all the fruits earned as a result of their past good deeds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;while not doing more good deeds for the future.&lt;/span&gt; As a result, next lifetime, some of the same people might be born in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is a way by learning which a person can always be born in the western world, always live in comfort and material wealth &lt;/span&gt;and it's not difficult to learn or practice. If only, one makes a little effort to learn this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the western people have a good clean base (soul) to build upon. If only, they would try to use this solid base and grow spiritually, they could do it much faster than many of the other spiritual people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114825925649752764?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114825925649752764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114825925649752764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114825925649752764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114825925649752764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/western-world.html' title='Western world'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114774950768942181</id><published>2006-05-15T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:00:18.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death - changing of clothes</title><content type='html'>Death is just like changing clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon death, the soul changes it's worn out clothes, the physical body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why cry when somebody dies? Why mourn when the person is just changing the old clothes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114774950768942181?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114774950768942181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114774950768942181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114774950768942181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114774950768942181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/death-changing-of-clothes.html' title='Death - changing of clothes'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114774904348264321</id><published>2006-05-15T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:10:43.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want the Lord and the world both?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hum Khuda khavahi va hum duniya doon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek khayalastu muhalastu zoloom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O human, you wish for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And along with Him you also wish&lt;br /&gt;For (the pleasures of) this ungrateful world?&lt;br /&gt;This is purely a madness&lt;br /&gt;It is nothing more than a mad thought&lt;br /&gt;Both of these cannot go together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114774904348264321?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114774904348264321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114774904348264321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114774904348264321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114774904348264321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/want-lord-and-world-both.html' title='Want the Lord and the world both?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114758307924685478</id><published>2006-05-14T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:04:39.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning</title><content type='html'>Two people are standing together. Lightning strikes. It kills one of them. Nothing happens to the other person. Ever wonder why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114758307924685478?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114758307924685478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114758307924685478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114758307924685478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114758307924685478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/lightning.html' title='Lightning'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114748998640922451</id><published>2006-05-12T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:43:18.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Names of God</title><content type='html'>Another poem in a mixture of Indian languages (primarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urdu&lt;/span&gt;) by my Master's Guru teaches that all names of the Supreme One are equal and meditating on one of them (in the right way) will take you across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Allah God Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah la makan sab aakde musalman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindu aam ram naam jaap karey hari da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Devan ke dev koi avdana na bhed tera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanu na ghabar kesa ved path karida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalu kal haal aab ho gaya gharab sab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kagazi hasaab karey feer nahin tarida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agey vi ..... Singha tarey beyshumaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek araj gujarey tey na jamm kolon derida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough translation is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Allah &lt;/span&gt;God &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Muslims take the name of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindus take the name of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dev &lt;/span&gt;(Lord)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Devtas&lt;/span&gt; (deities like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vishnu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiva &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahma&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;There is no difference between His different names&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how these people (who fight over the different names of God)&lt;br /&gt;Read the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vedas &lt;/span&gt;and other scriptures&lt;br /&gt;(since they do not understand the essence of these scriptures)&lt;br /&gt;In this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalyug &lt;/span&gt;(the current era)&lt;br /&gt;The situation is bad now&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is just following the rituals&lt;br /&gt;But have forgotten the essence of the teachings&lt;br /&gt;Before also the stars were countless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just say one of His (countless) names and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't need to be afraid of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yamas &lt;/span&gt;(Messengers of death)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear this poem by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Aabe_Haayat_Nectar/04Aabe_Hayaat_4.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (Note: broadband connection may be required as the file size is about 10MB).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114748998640922451?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114748998640922451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114748998640922451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114748998640922451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114748998640922451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/names-of-god.html' title='Names of God'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114714022855089752</id><published>2006-05-08T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:35:13.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aum Waheguru - my favorite Name of God</title><content type='html'>In the following poem, my Master's Guru wrote in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi &lt;/span&gt;that even though&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the Supreme Lord has infinite names (like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aum Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Almighty, Lord, etc.) and all of them are equal&lt;/span&gt;, still He loves the "Aum Waheguru" name the best. Why? Read on - if you know the Punjabi language, read the poem below; otherwise read the loose English translation below. Note that the poetic effect is lost in the English translation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Purposefully, I have blanked out His name below...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek Aum Satguru Prasad&lt;br /&gt;Saar Updesh Kirath Shri Maan Ek So Aath Swami ..... Singh Ji Maharaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ath Mangal Kavit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum ki naam hein anek sab ek sam&lt;br /&gt;To bhi mum aur Aum Waheguru mane hein&lt;br /&gt;Mane hein preet sein jo Guroo nein batayein reet&lt;br /&gt;Reese sein na shees dhari ved jo bhakane hein&lt;br /&gt;Bhakane hein jo neet hum neyeni dekh mane cheet&lt;br /&gt;Gunge gur khayan kahoon swad ki bataney hein&lt;br /&gt;Bataney hein jo binti ko Aum bhagwan paas&lt;br /&gt;Daas kaj ras ko janayein bena janey hein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Lord has infinite names - all of them being equal (God, Almighty, Lord, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Om&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishwar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akal Purakh&lt;/span&gt;, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still my heart loves the "Aum Waheguru" name the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have done this with lots of faith (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preeti&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since this has been given to me by my True Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vedas &lt;/span&gt;say that never do anything because&lt;br /&gt;somebody else is doing so (following the crowd)&lt;br /&gt;(So I haven't done this because anybody has done this,&lt;br /&gt;I have done it from my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say His name daily - having seen Him with own eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Dumb person eats sweets but how can he tell how good the taste is to everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hidden meaning here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the Supreme Lord wants to know&lt;br /&gt;Only that person will know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is an audio recording of this poem in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punjabi&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/81278/354825.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114714022855089752?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114714022855089752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114714022855089752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114714022855089752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114714022855089752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/aum-waheguru-my-favorite-name-of-god.html' title='Aum Waheguru - my favorite Name of God'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114703775606419290</id><published>2006-05-07T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:43:48.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Magh Mela Prayag Photos</title><content type='html'>Some photos from the Magh Mela held in Prayagraj (Allahabad), India during the January-February timeframe this year (2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aum Waheguru (Om Waheguru)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/scan0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/scan0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/scan0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/scan0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/AWRA_sants_MM_2006_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/AWRA_sants_MM_2006_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/AWRA_sants_MM_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/AWRA_sants_MM_2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114703775606419290?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114703775606419290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114703775606419290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114703775606419290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114703775606419290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/magh-mela-prayag-photos_07.html' title='Magh Mela Prayag Photos'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114701437691092338</id><published>2006-05-07T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:14:35.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three main deities - functions</title><content type='html'>The Supreme One, known in the world by infinite names, common ones being God, Almighty, Lord, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah &lt;/span&gt;gave the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;following main functions to the top-most three deities&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vishnu ji&lt;/span&gt; - the number one deity in the cosmos, gets instructions directly from the Supreme One, is responsible for looking after and caring for all the Lord's creation. Provides food to every creature, even to the most sinful one. Is associated with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satva gun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiva ji&lt;/span&gt;- the number two deity in the cosmos; the deity of destruction. Is associated with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fakiri vihangum&lt;/span&gt; - taking care of saints and similar souls. Is associated with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tamo gun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brahma ji&lt;/span&gt; - is responsible for creation. Is also known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dharam Raj&lt;/span&gt; since presides over  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dharampuri &lt;/span&gt;(called the Court of Justice in this blog) where all the creatures are taken after their death. Associated with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rajo gun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note again that the Supreme One is not to confused with Vishnu ji or the other two deities. The three main deities are known by other names in other cultures and langauages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114701437691092338?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114701437691092338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114701437691092338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114701437691092338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114701437691092338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/three-main-deities-functions.html' title='Three main deities - functions'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114676471232890802</id><published>2006-05-04T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T16:51:48.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't follow the crowd</title><content type='html'>Don't be afraid to do something to gain spiritually because somebody may laugh at you. Since if you are afraid and stop, one day might come when you may be crying and the same people who laughed at you will not be there to help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114676471232890802?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114676471232890802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114676471232890802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114676471232890802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114676471232890802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-follow-crowd.html' title='Don&apos;t follow the crowd'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114668024115635740</id><published>2006-05-03T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:11:43.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Criticizing others</title><content type='html'>In today's world, it is very easy to criticize and say bad things about others. My Master has taught us from beginning to stay away from this practice. While everybody will appreciate that this is a no-brainer, there is another hidden reason behind this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Criticizing an Enlightened soul has an immediate and profound negative impact on one's future.&lt;/span&gt; In the current era (of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalyug&lt;/span&gt;), most of the Enlightened souls and Realized Masters are hidden. The person standing next to you, who might appear to be a very ordinary person, might be one of them. Since it is very difficult to tell who is one of these great souls, it is very important not to belittle anyone or say or think bad things about anybody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114668024115635740?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114668024115635740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114668024115635740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114668024115635740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114668024115635740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/criticizing-others.html' title='Criticizing others'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114650280126579793</id><published>2006-05-01T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T13:00:01.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of the Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A true Spiritual Seeker is not afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sincere seeker has faith in God. Those who don't have faith are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become a genuine seeker, one needs lots of courage since&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one surrenders to the Supreme One for an end result that the seeker hasn't seen.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrendering to the One who the seeker has never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To believe in the existence of the One who the seeker has never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to start in the search of the One who the seeker has never seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unbounded faith and surrender in the Supreme One are very important...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114650280126579793?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114650280126579793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114650280126579793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114650280126579793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114650280126579793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/fear-of-unknown.html' title='Fear of the Unknown'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114649440751971049</id><published>2006-05-01T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:49:34.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Subscription by Email</title><content type='html'>I have changed the service that used to send email updates regarding new postings on this blog to the people who subscribed to this service. The old service Bloglet has been removed and replaced with a new one - Feedblitz. Those of you who had subscribed using Bloglet will continue to receive emails through Feedblitz now. If you do not want this, please let me know. Apologize for any inconvenience this may cause anyone. Bloglet service wasn't performing optimally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114649440751971049?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114649440751971049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114649440751971049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114649440751971049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114649440751971049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/05/subscription-by-email.html' title='Subscription by Email'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114599937548358981</id><published>2006-04-25T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:09:35.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seven Stages</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All sincere spiritual seekers pass through seven stages&lt;/span&gt;... from seeking to enlightenment. The first stage is wishing (desiring) and searching with a true heart a way to the Lord. The last stage is attaining enlightenment and merging back with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can take several lifetimes to cross these stages, especially the later ones... varying from one seeker to the next... there is nothing such as instant enlightenment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114599937548358981?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114599937548358981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114599937548358981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114599937548358981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114599937548358981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/04/seven-stages.html' title='The Seven Stages'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114422611495263994</id><published>2006-04-05T04:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:23:50.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Chanting</title><content type='html'>Many of us are conversant with chanting. Fast Chanting has lots of benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Chanting of the Guru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mantra &lt;/span&gt;(one of the names of the Supreme One like Aum, Waheguru, etc. given by the True Master during initiation) has the following three main benefits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The monkey mind will not travel anywhere as it will not have time to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- More amount of meditation (chanting of more Guru Mantra) is possible in a shorter period of time, thus increasing the quality of the meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vibrations of the chanting continue inside for sometime (depending upon how long the chanting was done) even after it is ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114422611495263994?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114422611495263994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114422611495263994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114422611495263994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114422611495263994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/04/fast-chanting.html' title='Fast Chanting'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114422399352950056</id><published>2006-04-05T03:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T03:59:53.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion and miracles</title><content type='html'>While I have seen many examples of MR's compassion before, this one will be hard to forget. During my current visit to India to meet Him, I had the blessing to travel with Him in the same car on the way to the train station. We started late. The scheduled time of departure of the train was 4:30 PM and normally it takes about an hour to reach it from the place we started from. We started later than 3:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, my Master observed a bunch of people with one of them carrying a cage with parrots inside (this is India...). He asked the brother driving the car to stop the car and purchase the parrots from the person. The brother stopped the car and approached the person. The brother soon found that these people were carrying three other cages with more parrots trapped in them. MR asked to purchase all of them. After some bargaining (India!), cajoling and hard talk, the brother convinced these people to sell all the parrots. He also pointed out to these people on the Master's request that this activity was illegal and that they shouldn't do this in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, the brother asked MR what to do with these parrots. My Master asked him to free all of them immediately! The brother did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident, which consumed about 15 minutes of our valuable time, we proceeded to the train station. On the way, MR briefly taught us about the value of compassion for living creatures. The main point was that, if possible, we should do similar to what was done in this incident. We cannot change the whole world but can do our little bit whenever and wherever possible and not worry about the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we boarded the train right before it departed, exactly at 4:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed (though not surprised) to observe the live example of compassion and still not missing the train. To me, it was practically impossible to spend 15 minutes on the way after starting late and still not missing the train. But if you are with MR, such things happen all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain people talk about small miracles. &lt;strong&gt;With MR, miracles happen all the time but He behaves as if nothing happened...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114422399352950056?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114422399352950056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114422399352950056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114422399352950056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114422399352950056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/04/compassion-and-miracles.html' title='Compassion and miracles'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114211210802568559</id><published>2006-03-11T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:21:48.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving for my real home</title><content type='html'>Leaving for my real home very soon if He wills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, this blog might not be updated (regularly)... till May or whenever He wills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, you can read the archives again if you wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the postings have been useful to some readers. Please forgive any mistakes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114211210802568559?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114211210802568559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114211210802568559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114211210802568559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114211210802568559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving-for-my-real-home_11.html' title='Leaving for my real home'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114211204958463051</id><published>2006-03-11T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:23:41.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling down again and again</title><content type='html'>The kid did mischief as usual and was falling upside down from the sofa. He cried for help and indicated he won't repeat the mischief again. The seeker heard the cries for help and brought the kid up. The kid couldn't control himself; mischief showed in his eyes again and he repeated the same stuff. The seeker took pity on him and helped him again. Third time the kid repeated the same mischief. What did the seeker do this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the above sound familiar to you with respect to your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114211204958463051?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114211204958463051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114211204958463051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114211204958463051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114211204958463051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/falling-down-again-and-again.html' title='Falling down again and again'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114190883237318061</id><published>2006-03-09T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T07:56:05.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream</title><content type='html'>The seeker had a dream yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream in which a dear one's time had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yamdoots &lt;/span&gt;were there to take his dear one away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker saw them come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker saw them take his dear one away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker tried to chase them; to stop them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker failed miserably. The seeker couldn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker stood helpless while his dear one was taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart felt a pain he had never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker woke up immediately... couldn't bear the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker still trembles at the thought of what occurred in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seeker knows this day is inevitable for his dear one and himself unless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114190883237318061?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114190883237318061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114190883237318061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114190883237318061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114190883237318061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/dream_09.html' title='A dream'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114185376221875111</id><published>2006-03-08T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:40:34.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go</title><content type='html'>Complete surrender to the will of the Lord is indeed very difficult. It is much easier to write than to practice. When this monkey mind doesn't like something, it is very difficult to make it understand. Letting go is indeed not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord! I want to let go... I am trying my best... to surrender to Thee... you know very well what is on my mind... if it's not in Your will... that's fine (I will try to accept it happily) ... if it's in Your will that's even better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Protect us, protect us, protect us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We surrender ourselves to Thee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114185376221875111?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114185376221875111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114185376221875111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114185376221875111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114185376221875111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/letting-go.html' title='Letting go'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114158355431681098</id><published>2006-03-05T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:36:02.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Child is older than you!</title><content type='html'>The kid said "I am 80 years old today." The seeker replied smiling, "Well, then you are older than me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if in your dreams, your child, who is tens of years younger than you, would tell you about the things that happened in your life the way they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;happened &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;- the things that happened even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;the child was born (without anybody having told the child about these things)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, imagine if this wasn't your dream, but it was for real. Your child actually did tell you about these things. Now, also imagine if the child also told you about your previous lifetimes which you yourself don't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if you had such a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had such a great gift not long time back... in the nineteenth century...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Such a child would indeed be older than you&lt;/span&gt;, not physically in worldly terms... but in the real terms...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114158355431681098?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114158355431681098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114158355431681098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114158355431681098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114158355431681098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-child-is-older-than-you.html' title='Your Child is older than you!'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114135784399730030</id><published>2006-03-02T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:16:58.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brake fail</title><content type='html'>When seeker was younger, he used to ride a motorcycle. Once the seeker was returning from ... after meditating for some time, the motorcycle's brake failed just when the traffic signal a few yards in front turned red. The seeker, being young and aggressive, used to drive fast those days. What do you think happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gurusahib, Guru Gobind Singh ji&lt;/span&gt; (known in the world as the Tenth &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sikh &lt;/span&gt;Guru) once stood outside a brothel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking the form&lt;/span&gt; of a big strong bodyguard of a king, to prevent His wayward disciple from entering the brothel out of fear. The extent to which the True Masters go to protect Their students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we worthy of Them? Why do we let our brake's fail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114135784399730030?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114135784399730030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114135784399730030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114135784399730030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114135784399730030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/brake-fail.html' title='Brake fail'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114126986821745821</id><published>2006-03-01T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T22:24:28.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Values</title><content type='html'>The seeker has been taught from young age not only to not eat non-vegetarian food but also &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not like it from the heart&lt;/span&gt; or think about it. This value has been imbibed in the seeker's subconscious. Even if the seeker is unconscious, and somebody forcefully try's to put such food in his mouth, the body should repel this food and not take it inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same applies to other values. They should be embedded in the subconscious and not have to force upon the mind. The acceptance of these values should come from the heart, not from the intellect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114126986821745821?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114126986821745821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114126986821745821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114126986821745821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114126986821745821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/03/values.html' title='Values'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114118581159092613</id><published>2006-02-28T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:08:59.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rate of metabolism and desires</title><content type='html'>Was talking to a colleague this morning about diet. He's older than me. He mentioned now that he is getting old, the metabolism rate of his body is decreasing fast and henceforth, he needs to start eating less than he used to if he wants his weight to remain constant. Later on in the day, after lunch and dinner, I realized too that my metabolism rate has declined dramatically over the years. I can eat only half as much as I could about 10-15 years back and then also I feel that I over eat many times. Age is catching up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dawning upon me now (seeing myself and others) that age doesn't spare anybody, irrespective of how healthy they might appear to be or much exercise they do.&lt;/span&gt; No amount of cosmetics, surgery, exercise and diet control can fully hide the stuff inside the body. Everybody knows this from inside. Still the rate of desires, lust, greed, anger and attachment never decreases. On the other hand, it increases for many of us with age. How ironical!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114118581159092613?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114118581159092613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114118581159092613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114118581159092613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114118581159092613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/rate-of-metabolism-and-desires.html' title='Rate of metabolism and desires'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114109578232100630</id><published>2006-02-27T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:03:02.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This precious human life</title><content type='html'>The deities (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devis &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devtas&lt;/span&gt;) yearn for human life as their meditation is not accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans waste our entire precious lives on useless stuff and then regret it when it's too late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114109578232100630?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114109578232100630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114109578232100630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114109578232100630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114109578232100630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-precious-human-life.html' title='This precious human life'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114074776650564171</id><published>2006-02-23T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T10:56:24.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A long interview</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gone to an interview for a job? The seeker has gone to several ones. When you go for an interview, they watch your each and every move, right from the moment you enter till the moment you leave the interview room. They watch how you talk, how you present yourself, how you walk, how you sit, etc. Nowadays, they even watch you when you waiting outside at the reception without you knowing it. They don't ask straight questions these days. Rather they present you with "situations" and judge you on the basis of how you handle them. Also, these days, the interviews can be very long, whole day affairs especially here in the States. By the time you come out of the interview, you are very tired. Then, the next interview starts when you return home. The near and dear ones ask how the first interview went, whether you will get the job, how much compensation they will offer, when will they inform you, etc. Depending upon how the first interview went, this second interview can be tougher to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another interview that we all have been taking that is even longer. The interview with the clerks of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chitragupts&lt;/span&gt; (officers in the Court of Justice). Every lifetime, we have been taking this interview, right from the moment we enter this world till the time we exit it. Our every move is watched without us knowing it. They watch whatever we do and even know whatever we think. You cannot have a moment of privacy in this interview. The promises you made at the reception (in the mother's womb) before being "born" in worldly terms are also noted. They don't ask you questions. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rather they present you with "situations" and judge you on the basis of how you handle them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; By the time you finish this interview, you are very tired. But then it's time for another interview, the one that can be even tougher, depending upon how this interview went. The one in which you face the clerks directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The seeker has prepared for many interviews and has been successful in many of them. But how is the seeker performing in the current "real" interview and is he prepared for the next "real" one that could be tougher than the current one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114074776650564171?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114074776650564171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114074776650564171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114074776650564171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114074776650564171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-interview.html' title='A long interview'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114067091334850528</id><published>2006-02-22T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T11:35:31.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon inside my body</title><content type='html'>It's so clear here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The moon shines in my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But my blind eyes cannot see it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When all love of the I and the Mine is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then the work of the Lord is done"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Sant Kabir Ji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114067091334850528?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114067091334850528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114067091334850528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114067091334850528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114067091334850528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/moon-inside-my-body.html' title='Moon inside my body'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114066679826709776</id><published>2006-02-22T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:48:23.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Flight</title><content type='html'>The seeker might be flying soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to this flying... a poem by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sant Kabir ji&lt;/span&gt;... the seeker has somehow always been influenced a lot by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sufi Bhakt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sants &lt;/span&gt;from young age... something from the past lifetimes as taught by the MR... the truth in very simple plain mixture of Indian languages ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ud Jayega Huns Akela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jug Darshan Ka Mela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaise Paat Gire Taruvar Se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milna Bahut Duhela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naa Jane Kidhar Girega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lagey Pawan Ka Rela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jab Hoey Umar Puri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jum Ke Doot Bade Mazboot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jum Se Pada Jhamela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Das Kabir Har Ke Gun Gawey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wah Har Ko Paran Pawe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guru Ki Karni Guru Jayega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chele Ki Karni Chela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The swan will fly away alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spectacle of this (illusionary) world will be just a fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just as a leaf falls from the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To merge into Him is very difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who knows where can fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a gust of wind strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the life span is complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The messengers of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are very strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a very difficult entanglement with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant Kabir sings the virtues of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;He will find the Lord soon&lt;br /&gt;The Guru will bear results according to his deeds&lt;br /&gt;The student will bear results according to his deeds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114066679826709776?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114066679826709776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114066679826709776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114066679826709776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114066679826709776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-flight.html' title='The Last Flight'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114063123015088312</id><published>2006-02-22T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:00:30.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed how many times we "want" something everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like, do this exercise one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count the number of times in a day that your mind "wants" something, somebody - basically anything that you don't have at that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You will be surprised at the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we pass one day - just one day - without "wanting" anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been "wanting" for ages now... it's time to reduce the "wanting" and increase the acceptance of whatever He gives Himself without asking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it and you will be much happier... I "want" to try too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114063123015088312?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114063123015088312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114063123015088312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114063123015088312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114063123015088312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/wanting.html' title='Wanting'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114056977010259134</id><published>2006-02-21T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:56:45.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>North direction</title><content type='html'>Seeker loves the North direction. God's permanent abode (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sachkhand&lt;/span&gt;) is in the north direction...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114056977010259134?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114056977010259134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114056977010259134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114056977010259134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114056977010259134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/north-direction.html' title='North direction'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114049011912611058</id><published>2006-02-20T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:09:45.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Responsibilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is "real" responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it "jumping through the hoops" of corporate life just like everybody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it raising a family, providing them good education, food, housing and the usual comforts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it taking care of the parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker thinks real responsibility is different from the above. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being really responsible is to keep the promise made to the Lord while in the mother's womb when the soul is crying to get out of the hell it has to endure.&lt;/span&gt; The promise, that "this time Lord, I definitely will not forget you for a moment". If the seeker wants to be really responsible, he needs to keep this promise, otherwise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114049011912611058?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114049011912611058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114049011912611058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114049011912611058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114049011912611058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/real-responsibilty.html' title='Real Responsibilty'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114030965835341620</id><published>2006-02-18T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T16:39:56.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different names of the Supreme One</title><content type='html'>This post can be easily misunderstood... be warned... again, it's not for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call Him God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Om&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others call Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Infinite has infinite names. All of His names are equal. People fight over these names... It seems very ironical at first glance but we learnt that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is His will&lt;/span&gt;... that's the way He plays this game in the era of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalyug &lt;/span&gt;especially. It's only going to get worse from what can be seen in the world today... It's best to accept His will without question... without getting involved (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;) in this fighting... as indicated elsewhere in this blog, hurting or similar stuff inflicted on others in the name of religion is one of the worst sins; the punishment reserved for which is very severe... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True ones will see Him in all and all in Him&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114030965835341620?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114030965835341620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114030965835341620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114030965835341620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114030965835341620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/different-names-of-supreme-one.html' title='Different names of the Supreme One'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114029338732207190</id><published>2006-02-18T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T18:32:46.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hours</title><content type='html'>24 hours in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours spent sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour spent getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours spent working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour spent while commuting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour spent on eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour spent exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours spent with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time left? 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 hours out of 24 hours - less than 10%. What do you do in this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114029338732207190?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114029338732207190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114029338732207190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114029338732207190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114029338732207190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/24-hours.html' title='24 hours'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114022243579814956</id><published>2006-02-17T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:33:06.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This illusionary world</title><content type='html'>The one who doesn't have a job&lt;br /&gt;Wants a job&lt;br /&gt;The one who has a job&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who is not married&lt;br /&gt;Wants a caring spouse&lt;br /&gt;The one who is married&lt;br /&gt;Wants a separated life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who doesn't have children&lt;br /&gt;Wants to have them&lt;br /&gt;The one who has children&lt;br /&gt;Wants to run away from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who is poor&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be rich&lt;br /&gt;The one who has the money&lt;br /&gt;Is always in tension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything in this illusionary world of His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seems very nice from a distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When one gets it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then one realizes there's nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh Lord! Give us the strength to get past this illusionary world created by Yourself. Let us be appreciative and satisfied with whatever You gave us. Let us not be attracted by the illusions You installed in this world, rather see beyond them. Help us realize the Truth and not waste our time in these illusions.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114022243579814956?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114022243579814956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114022243579814956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114022243579814956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114022243579814956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-illusionary-world.html' title='This illusionary world'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114005241735573679</id><published>2006-02-15T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T15:56:23.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure</title><content type='html'>I want to be pure&lt;br /&gt;As pure as the snow is white&lt;br /&gt;I want to remove this dirt&lt;br /&gt;So that the light can come out&lt;br /&gt;Of this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to set aside&lt;br /&gt;The expectations and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;From within me&lt;br /&gt;So that I can concentrate&lt;br /&gt;On the One thing that&lt;br /&gt;Is of most importance to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to remove this&lt;br /&gt;Anger and lust from within me&lt;br /&gt;So that I don't have&lt;br /&gt;To bow to them ever again&lt;br /&gt;I want to remember only You&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Since I yearn only for Thee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114005241735573679?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114005241735573679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114005241735573679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114005241735573679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114005241735573679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure.html' title='Pure'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-114000851101514316</id><published>2006-02-15T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:00:50.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfishness</title><content type='html'>Not everybody might like this post... be warned... and please don't take it otherwise if you read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody (except True Masters) in this world, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;myself first&lt;/span&gt;, is selfish. Why? Because for everything we do, we associate the word "I" with it. If we make a friend, it's because "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; like this person". If we marry someone, it's because "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;love this person". If we give something to the poor, it's because "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; feel good giving...". You will notice the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" word in every action we take. If you seriously think about it and take out the "I" word from anything you do, you will notice that most probably there will be no motivation left to complete that action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everybody is selfish, the degree of selfishness might vary&lt;/span&gt;, but the self is always there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until one finally reaches a state where there is no self, only Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, until then practice to &lt;a href="http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/kill-self.html"&gt;Kill The "Self"&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-114000851101514316?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/114000851101514316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=114000851101514316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114000851101514316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/114000851101514316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/selfishness.html' title='Selfishness'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113987920822379043</id><published>2006-02-13T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:06:48.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the difference?</title><content type='html'>Seeker wonders what's the difference between the kid and himself. The kid asks to "play just one game"; one game becomes two games; two games become four and so on... it never ends... "the last game" never comes... the kid never seems to be satisfied. He always seems to want to play more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker's mind also works the same way. Just that the games and toys it wants to play are bigger... The lust for the bigger games and toys never ends... the last one never comes... it never seems to be satisfied, no matter how big the toys and games become... it always seems to want more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, other than the physical age difference and the bigger wants, what's the difference between the kid and the seeker? The seeker still remains a kid from inside his mind... when will he finally mature?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113987920822379043?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113987920822379043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113987920822379043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113987920822379043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113987920822379043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-difference.html' title='What&apos;s the difference?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113975300721748644</id><published>2006-02-12T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:28:39.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the kid asked to play "hide and seek". He said "You hide and I shall seek". After he got bored with seeking, he said "Now you seek and I shall hide". So, the seeker went about seeking... The seeker searched and searched till he found the kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, a short time after the creation of the cosmos, God declared something similar to the second quote above. Before then, He was visible to everybody. Since then, He is still there, will always be there, but will become visible only to those who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly &lt;/span&gt;love Him without desire for anything in return for a certain period of time that is not easily defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, on with the (truthful) seeking... One day you shall find Him. How long can He hide from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh Lord!&lt;br /&gt;You have been&lt;br /&gt;Hiding from me&lt;br /&gt;For ages now&lt;br /&gt;I have been&lt;br /&gt;Seeking you&lt;br /&gt;For more lifetimes&lt;br /&gt;Than I can remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for You&lt;br /&gt;To reveal Yourself&lt;br /&gt;Because if You don't&lt;br /&gt;I am still going&lt;br /&gt;To find You&lt;br /&gt;And when I do&lt;br /&gt;I am not going&lt;br /&gt;To leave You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find You&lt;br /&gt;This time O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;I am not going&lt;br /&gt;To let You&lt;br /&gt;Separate from me&lt;br /&gt;Like the last time&lt;br /&gt;I am not going&lt;br /&gt;To be a pawn&lt;br /&gt;In all the games&lt;br /&gt;You play any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in You&lt;br /&gt;And You in me&lt;br /&gt;That's when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This game of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hide and Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113975300721748644?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113975300721748644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113975300721748644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113975300721748644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113975300721748644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113974981384349815</id><published>2006-02-12T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T09:05:08.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure white</title><content type='html'>It snowed here all last night. Everywhere you look, it seems white. Some people are complaining, others are happy to finally see it arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I am amazed at yet another one of His wonders. White all around seems so pure, so nice. Reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sachkhand &lt;/span&gt;(also known as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pratham Khand&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Param Dham&lt;/span&gt; and other names in other languages and cultures), the permanent abode of God, where the earth is pure white under the grass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113974981384349815?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113974981384349815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113974981384349815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113974981384349815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113974981384349815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/pure-white.html' title='Pure white'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113967227567949679</id><published>2006-02-11T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T10:37:55.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spur of the moment</title><content type='html'>Oh these desires!&lt;br /&gt;You bury them&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside the earth&lt;br /&gt;Out they come&lt;br /&gt;In the spur&lt;br /&gt;Of a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend&lt;br /&gt;A lot of years&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy them&lt;br /&gt;Or to forget them&lt;br /&gt;Out they come&lt;br /&gt;In the spur&lt;br /&gt;Of a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remain deep&lt;br /&gt;Inside the subconscious&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the&lt;br /&gt;Perfect opportunity&lt;br /&gt;To catch you&lt;br /&gt;Off guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that&lt;br /&gt;You have them&lt;br /&gt;Well under control&lt;br /&gt;They prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;Out they come&lt;br /&gt;In the spur&lt;br /&gt;Of a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to remind&lt;br /&gt;The monkey mind&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;To practice dispassion&lt;br /&gt;For what's the use&lt;br /&gt;If these desires&lt;br /&gt;Are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;They are temporary&lt;br /&gt;They will never bring you&lt;br /&gt;Permanent Happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113967227567949679?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113967227567949679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113967227567949679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113967227567949679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113967227567949679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/spur-of-moment_11.html' title='Spur of the moment'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113961742972171172</id><published>2006-02-10T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T19:46:09.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This monkey mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A dear friend of mine calls this mind as a monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Why? Only a person who has really done meditation will know the reason why. When this body sits for meditation, then this monkey mind starts hopping around far and near. The body might be sitting in America pretending to do meditation, but this monkey mind might be in Australia, Canada, India or Italy. The body might be at home, but this monkey might be in the office, theater or stadium. The monkey will start to remember the incidents of the current or the previous day or week; it will do anything but concentrate on the thing the body sat for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monkey mind of mine is difficult to control... It needs to be reminded again and again... But a day shall come when it will not forget... the day when it shall be the slave and...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113961742972171172?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113961742972171172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113961742972171172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113961742972171172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113961742972171172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-monkey-mind.html' title='This monkey mind'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113949185974950611</id><published>2006-02-09T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T08:27:26.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days left?</title><content type='html'>What would you do if it were told (correctly) to you that you had only 7 days left before you depart the current physical body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you:&lt;br /&gt;- Spend these days trying to "enjoy" the material comforts and pleasures as much as possible?&lt;br /&gt;- Try to spend these days with your family and so-called near dear ones?&lt;br /&gt;- Try to spend this time preparing for what happens to you after you depart the physical body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you know the answer, then think about the fact that you or I or most of us don't know when we could die. It could be the very next instant, in a few days, months or years. Given that we don't know when the end time would come, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why don't we try spending most of our time on the thing that is most important to us out of the above three, keeping all other things secondary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113949185974950611?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113949185974950611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113949185974950611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113949185974950611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113949185974950611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/7-days-left.html' title='7 days left?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113927701710815185</id><published>2006-02-06T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T13:54:16.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The lotus of my heart</title><content type='html'>A dear one of His&lt;br /&gt;Sent me a lotus today&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure&lt;br /&gt;If I am worthy&lt;br /&gt;Enough to have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lotus of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is still upside down&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the weight&lt;br /&gt;Of all the sins&lt;br /&gt;I committed over the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dirt on my heart&lt;br /&gt;The darkness of my sins&lt;br /&gt;Makes my lotus wither&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;When it will flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I yearn for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the light will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come out of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lotus of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispelling the age-old&lt;br /&gt;Darkness from this&lt;br /&gt;Heart of mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113927701710815185?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113916913492908433</id><published>2006-02-05T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:47:50.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The treasure that can't be looted</title><content type='html'>A few months ago&lt;br /&gt;The house in which seeker&lt;br /&gt;Used to live got ransacked&lt;br /&gt;The prime target being&lt;br /&gt;The room in which seeker&lt;br /&gt;Grew up learning&lt;br /&gt;The true meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They informed the seeker&lt;br /&gt;Your room got despoiled&lt;br /&gt;Your treasures were looted&lt;br /&gt;We are very upset&lt;br /&gt;We are very shocked&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;No emotions to show at all&lt;br /&gt;Seeker thought what treasures&lt;br /&gt;Could the thieves have taken&lt;br /&gt;For the real treasure&lt;br /&gt;Is inside his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A treasure nobody can steal&lt;br /&gt;A treasure nobody can destroy&lt;br /&gt;A treasure that once sown&lt;br /&gt;Remains forever&lt;br /&gt;They can kill the body&lt;br /&gt;That carries this treasure&lt;br /&gt;But they can't still take&lt;br /&gt;Away this secret treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the stuff&lt;br /&gt;Was useless anyway&lt;br /&gt;If not today it would have&lt;br /&gt;Been destroyed tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The stuff we waste all the&lt;br /&gt;Precious time of our lives on&lt;br /&gt;What's the use when&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take long&lt;br /&gt;For it to be gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note - for those of us who don't have a good state of equanimity and are nowhere near enlightened, a house should be one in which the thief comes, enjoys, sits for some time and then goes away without the owner having to worry what "stuff" the thief took with him. It should be one which we don't have to worry about when we are far away from it physically. How many of us, myself first, have such a house?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113916913492908433?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113916913492908433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113916913492908433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113916913492908433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113916913492908433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/treasure-that-cant-be-looted.html' title='The treasure that can&apos;t be looted'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113915376452445815</id><published>2006-02-05T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T11:00:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>True faith and total surrender in the True Guru is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gurusahab &lt;/span&gt;Guru Arjan Dev &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maharaj &lt;/span&gt;(known in the world as the fifth Sikh Guru), said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jin Gur sayviaa tis bhao na biaapai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One who has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly &lt;/span&gt;served the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True &lt;/span&gt;Guru is not afflicted with fear ("true" being very important).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shri Krishna said to Arjun in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gita&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setting aside all dharmas, seek refuge in Me alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SHALL RELEASE You of all sins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRIEVE NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the correlation between the two quotes above? Two Enlightened Masters saying the same thing in different ways, different languages, at different times (one in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalyug &lt;/span&gt;and the other in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dwapar &lt;/span&gt;era)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above quotes make me think a lot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113915376452445815?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113915376452445815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113915376452445815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113915376452445815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113915376452445815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113900861514627832</id><published>2006-02-03T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T17:35:57.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Believing"</title><content type='html'>Since I opened up to the outside world, I get asked questions like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what are your beliefs&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why do you believe in God&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which God do you believe in&lt;/span&gt;", etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually try to keep quiet or smile and politely change the topic. However, if I do meet a really genuine person, I usually try to clarify beforehand that I don't believe in anything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I use the word "believe", there is an element of doubt there.&lt;/span&gt; So, I am writing again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will not use the phrase "I believe".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is not to be misinterpreted. What I mean is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is, is what it is. My or yours or somebody else's believing or not believing will not change the Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to answer the questions above:&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have any beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;- There is One Supreme Being who created everything - my or yours believing or not believing in this will not change this basic Truth.&lt;br /&gt;- This is a very common confusion in the spiritual or religious world today. I worship only the Supreme Being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is One without the other (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek Omkar&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ek Ongkar&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. He is known by different names like God, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda&lt;/span&gt;, Almighty, Lord, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahm&lt;/span&gt;, etc but that doesn't change the fact that He is Only One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world fights over these names of God and over religion and kill each other in the name of religion. The people fighting over religion don't realize that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;killing in the name of religion is one of the worst sins to commit&lt;/span&gt; and the punishment reserved for this sin is very severe (cannot write here...). It is true who gets killed had to die anyway; but still why be the excuse to do that? Why not be the excuse to save somebody instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it a Christian, Jew, Hindu, Muslim, Sikh, Buddhist, Jain, Parsi, Bahai, etc, there is only One God who is to be worshipped - names by which He is known may be different. There may be several deities (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devis &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devtas &lt;/span&gt;- known by other names in other cultures), but they are not God. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vishnu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiva&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahma&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kali&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Durga&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jwala&lt;/span&gt;, etc (known by other names in other cultures) are deities and not the same as God. I respect them but worship only the Supreme One...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113900861514627832?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113900861514627832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113900861514627832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113900861514627832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113900861514627832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/believing.html' title='&quot;Believing&quot;'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113883899783491790</id><published>2006-02-01T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:19:08.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you?</title><content type='html'>Some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever heard of a 25 year old young man teaching His 70 year old father (the father being a very learned man) about the real purpose of life and about how the cosmos was created without ever reading a scripture?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever heard of someone asking a 25 year old young man about spiritual topics and He not answering in words rather showing the actual stuff wherever it be in this cosmos to dispel the doubts?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever heard of or seen a pilgrim spot where more than 7-8 (holy) rivers merge that has more energy in the present&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kalyug &lt;/span&gt;era&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;than those existing or created in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satyug&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dwapar &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Threta&lt;/span&gt; eras?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever seen a person who can read, write or speak in French, Italian, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Mandarin, etc. without ever learning these languages?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever heard of or seen a teenage boy do business in such a way that there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;profit generated but still the customer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;feels that she got a good deal?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever met a student who walked out in the middle of the final exam towards a law degree just because He got a thought that if He completed this exam, He would become a lawyer and there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;be potential to lie?&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever heard of or met some One who could not only read your every thought but also do something about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you have, please let me know also. I will be very indebted to you since I would definitely want to meet such a person or visit such a place that you know. If you haven't, then...&lt;/span&gt; (left blank intentionally).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113883899783491790?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113883899783491790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113883899783491790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113883899783491790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113883899783491790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/02/have-you.html' title='Have you?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113876759329666042</id><published>2006-01-31T22:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T17:44:47.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only True Love matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the highest form of meditation,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it doesn't matter&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What your social status, color of the skin, race, nationality, religion, past life history, caste is or whether you are rich or poor, famous or unknown, big or small, fat or slim, beautiful or ugly, well educated or illiterate, saint or live in a home, bachelor, married, divorced or separated.&lt;br /&gt;- What type of clothes you wear - western or eastern, suit or jeans.&lt;br /&gt;- Whether you know scriptures or not, whether you have ever read them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;not necessary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perform any rituals.&lt;br /&gt;- Go to any church, temple or other physical place of worship. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mobile temple" is within you - it always goes wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;- To sit in a particular position or breathe in a particular way to practice. (It can be practiced while eating, standing, walking, running, driving, working, studying and even while talking).&lt;br /&gt;- To move your tongue while repeating the name of God to perform this meditation. (You can be meditating and the person next to you need not even know that you are meditating).&lt;br /&gt;- Perform this meditation at a certain time of the day. (It can be performed at any time during the day or night).&lt;br /&gt;- Take a (cold or hot) shower early in the morning or before starting meditation or to practice yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only thing that is necessary is&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Genuine spiritual thirst and True Love of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113876759329666042?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113876759329666042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113876759329666042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113876759329666042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113876759329666042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-true-love-matters_31.html' title='Only True Love matters'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113867955761035359</id><published>2006-01-30T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:14:39.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking the barometer</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to check my progress barometer recently. Following are certain measurement techniques I have been using (I won't tell you the results - sorry, they are private):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When driving on the freeway, if somebody suddenly pulls in front of me in the lane I am driving in without giving any signal, what is my immediate reaction? Do I lose my temper and if so, how long does it take me to remember that I shouldn't be losing it? Do I curse at the person in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If somebody says something bad about me in front of me or behind my back and I know that it isn't true, what is my reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If the weather on the current day is suddenly too cool or hot compared to the weather on the previous days and in general, how do I react to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If the kid doesn't behave well and does something that he shouldn't be doing at all, what is my first reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If a near one shouts or gets angry at me, do I respond in the same way or in a different way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If I go to meet somebody and the person doesn't show up as agreed or turns up late, what is my reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What kind of thoughts I get in my mind when physically near persons of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do I project the same person outside as I am from inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do I speak the truth always when I should be speaking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do I still see other people's faults more than I look at their qualities and do I learn from their qualities irrespective of who the person may be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do I talk rudely to someone and if so, how long before I realize that I shouldn't be doing this unless absolutely necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How much am I prepared to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;do something for some One I say I love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113867955761035359?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113867955761035359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113867955761035359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113867955761035359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113867955761035359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/checking-barometer.html' title='Checking the barometer'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113859185654985342</id><published>2006-01-29T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:59:40.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As the body grows real old</title><content type='html'>As the body grows real old&lt;br /&gt;The fear of death grows ten fold&lt;br /&gt;It slowly starts to sink in&lt;br /&gt;That the end is near the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One starts to reflect back&lt;br /&gt;On the years gone by&lt;br /&gt;What was achieved&lt;br /&gt;By toiling so hard&lt;br /&gt;All these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death is staring&lt;br /&gt;The person in the face&lt;br /&gt;Still the greed anger lust&lt;br /&gt;Remain inside the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical body finally ends&lt;br /&gt;The greed anger lust don't end&lt;br /&gt;They are carried&lt;br /&gt;Onto the next form&lt;br /&gt;To begin yet another cycle&lt;br /&gt;Of toiling reflection and fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113859185654985342?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113859185654985342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113859185654985342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113859185654985342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113859185654985342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/as-body-grows-real-old.html' title='As the body grows real old'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113848679755740483</id><published>2006-01-28T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:21:27.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>This mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;Expects a lot&lt;br /&gt;It does nothing&lt;br /&gt;For others&lt;br /&gt;But expects&lt;br /&gt;A lot in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;Expects a lot&lt;br /&gt;It knows nothing&lt;br /&gt;About wisdom&lt;br /&gt;But wants to&lt;br /&gt;Teach it to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;Expects a lot&lt;br /&gt;It is very cunning&lt;br /&gt;And selfish&lt;br /&gt;But expects others&lt;br /&gt;To consider it&lt;br /&gt;Candid and Altruistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expectations&lt;br /&gt;Keep on building up&lt;br /&gt;Inside this foolish&lt;br /&gt;Mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;Leading to frustration&lt;br /&gt;Anger and heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very well what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These expectations cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why don't I expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Myself to get rid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of them from within me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations, expectations, expectations... Most of us have them in our subconscious. When they are not fulfilled, we all know the result very well... Why don't we make an effort not to expect anything in return for something we do, for a change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113848679755740483?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113848679755740483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113848679755740483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113848679755740483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113848679755740483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113834898132491914</id><published>2006-01-27T03:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T16:38:48.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Observe the Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;“OWG” (My full-hearted respect and infinite bows to God and Master)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temporary truth is based on a person’s perception...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Permanent truth is constant and awaiting your awareness... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you allow your mind to observe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts above remind me of the following saying from the Enlightened Master, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Shri Krishna&lt;/span&gt;, about 5000 years back, in the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Dwapar &lt;/span&gt;era:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"He who sees inaction in action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And action in inaction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;is wise amongst men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113834898132491914?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113834898132491914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113834898132491914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113834898132491914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113834898132491914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/observe-truth.html' title='Observe the Truth'/><author><name>owg4life</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/7816/320/Aum_Waheguru_for_blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113816161653758806</id><published>2006-01-24T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:11:36.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The days gone by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the positive side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days I have been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For what seems like ages&lt;br /&gt;Are not far away&lt;br /&gt;The days I spent most of&lt;br /&gt;My time dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;Are not far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the negative side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when the days&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;Finish is also not far away&lt;br /&gt;The day when I will be&lt;br /&gt;Back in the state I am in now&lt;br /&gt;Is Also not far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What am I to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time comes&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by&lt;br /&gt;Days come&lt;br /&gt;Days go by&lt;br /&gt;Years come&lt;br /&gt;Years go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have I changed with time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should look inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And check the barometer&lt;br /&gt;How far have I come along&lt;br /&gt;How much I am different from&lt;br /&gt;The days when&lt;br /&gt;I started down this path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time flies by very fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;With no worries in the world&lt;br /&gt;Playing with my friends&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now when I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the years gone by&lt;br /&gt;Do I regret them&lt;br /&gt;Or did I utilize them&lt;br /&gt;Does my gray hair&lt;br /&gt;Carry with it the weight&lt;br /&gt;Of sins and wasted time&lt;br /&gt;Or is it silvered with the&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom and Love of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113816161653758806?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113816161653758806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113816161653758806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113816161653758806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113816161653758806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/days-gone-by.html' title='The days gone by'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113798657292694708</id><published>2006-01-22T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:57:53.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>I want to be happy&lt;br /&gt;A happiness that never ends&lt;br /&gt;I want an end to the sadness&lt;br /&gt;An end to the troubles&lt;br /&gt;So that I have to never&lt;br /&gt;Face them again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried infinite things&lt;br /&gt;I have tried wealth&lt;br /&gt;I have tried sex&lt;br /&gt;I have tried family&lt;br /&gt;I have tried fame&lt;br /&gt;I have tried almost everything&lt;br /&gt;Still I am incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Still I am unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I separated from You&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;I have had more bodies&lt;br /&gt;Than I can count&lt;br /&gt;I have been a slave of&lt;br /&gt;Each one of them&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of their&lt;br /&gt;Wants and desires&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting to feed the&lt;br /&gt;Real me inside all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I became&lt;br /&gt;An atheist&lt;br /&gt;Other times I was&lt;br /&gt;A theist&lt;br /&gt;In the form of a&lt;br /&gt;Hindu, Christian, Muslim,&lt;br /&gt;Sikh, Jew, Parsi, Buddhist or Jain&lt;br /&gt;Always remained busy in&lt;br /&gt;Practicing the rituals of religion&lt;br /&gt;Thinking them to be&lt;br /&gt;The source of happiness&lt;br /&gt;But I still remained incomplete&lt;br /&gt;I still remained unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the real religion&lt;br /&gt;That You had taught me&lt;br /&gt;The real religion of&lt;br /&gt;Worshipping You O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;The real religion of liberation&lt;br /&gt;From the cycle of&lt;br /&gt;Birth and death&lt;br /&gt;The end result of which&lt;br /&gt;Is merging back into You&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;The source of unending&lt;br /&gt;True happiness and blessedness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the whole world, every person wants to be happy; everybody wants a happiness that never ends.&lt;/span&gt; Every person also wants an end to the sadness and troubled times in such a way that they never have to be experienced again. Still, in spite of trying out infinite ways, something or the other remains to be sought after and the person remains incomplete and unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the soul separated from the Supreme One, from then on, it has dwelled inside innumerable bodies and has been a slave of each one of them. Sometimes atheist, sometimes theist in the form of Hindu, Muslim, Christian, Sikh, Buddhist, Jain, Jewish, Parsi, etc keeping oneself occupied in the unimportant rituals of the religions, thinking of them to be the source of happiness, but still remains incomplete and unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, the only true religion of a human being is to worship the Absolute, get liberated from this cycle of birth and death and to merge back into Him from whom the soul got separated. If only one were to realize this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113798657292694708?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113798657292694708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113798657292694708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113798657292694708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113798657292694708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113790425091264945</id><published>2006-01-21T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T01:35:11.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget You - never!</title><content type='html'>Maybe someday I will be like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;It is night&lt;br /&gt;Then it will be&lt;br /&gt;Night for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;It is day&lt;br /&gt;Then it will be&lt;br /&gt;Day for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Leave home&lt;br /&gt;Become a saint&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Go back home&lt;br /&gt;And start a family&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Leave your job&lt;br /&gt;And start mine&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Come back near Me&lt;br /&gt;And live with Me&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Go away&lt;br /&gt;And never come back&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Eat meat&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to eat&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to your&lt;br /&gt;Near One's funeral&lt;br /&gt;I won't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;Take care of your&lt;br /&gt;Ailing parents&lt;br /&gt;I will do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;You are a fool&lt;br /&gt;I will think&lt;br /&gt;I am a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say&lt;br /&gt;You do this&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to do it&lt;br /&gt;I will do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me&lt;br /&gt;Give up my life&lt;br /&gt;Jump off a cliff&lt;br /&gt;I will do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I came near You&lt;br /&gt;I gave up my mind&lt;br /&gt;Now everything You say&lt;br /&gt;Is what I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still if you ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To forget You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As if I never knew You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113790425091264945?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113790425091264945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113790425091264945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113790425091264945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113790425091264945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/forget-you-never.html' title='Forget You - never!'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113789236591949911</id><published>2006-01-21T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:19:46.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In my next lifetime</title><content type='html'>O my dear Lord!&lt;br /&gt;In my next lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Keep me near You always&lt;br /&gt;From deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Whether You make me&lt;br /&gt;White or Black&lt;br /&gt;Brown or Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Whether You make me&lt;br /&gt;A man or a woman&lt;br /&gt;Big in size or small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Whether You make me&lt;br /&gt;Rich or poor&lt;br /&gt;Famous or unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Whether I am born in&lt;br /&gt;America or Asia&lt;br /&gt;Europe or Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Whether I am born&lt;br /&gt;A Hindu or a Muslim&lt;br /&gt;A Sikh or a Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;If I have to conform outwardly&lt;br /&gt;To the norms of the above&lt;br /&gt;Variations of Your illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that matters to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is that I always remember You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never have any doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My faith in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remains boundless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And You remain in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always from deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113789236591949911?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113789236591949911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113789236591949911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113789236591949911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113789236591949911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-my-next-lifetime.html' title='In my next lifetime'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113780890999391426</id><published>2006-01-20T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:36:49.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises and commitments</title><content type='html'>I am always very hesitant to commit to something or to promise somebody. The first thought that comes to my mind in such circumstances is whether I will be able to keep the promise or the commitment. What, if due to whatever reason, I can't keep it? I don't want to be caught in the Court after death and having to pay back for those broken promises and commitments. They don't spare anybody; why will they spare an unworthy and sinful person like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the following incident many times when I think about making promises:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man promised his (Realized) Master that he will bring some cloth and stuff back for him from his home. He went off to his home and as fate would have it, the time to leave his physical body came before he could return back with the cloth to his Master. He was caught in the Court of Justice (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahmpuri&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dharampuri&lt;/span&gt;) for this broken promise - even though it was his honest intention to fulfill his promise but couldn't because he died before it! He was spared only because of his Realized Master who came to the Court to rescue him. The Realized Master asked&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Brahma ji  or Dharamraj ji &lt;/span&gt;(the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devta &lt;/span&gt;or deity who presides over the Court of Justice):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadey sikh ko kyoon pakara hein&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you catch my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sikh &lt;/span&gt;(true disciple of the Guru)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahma ji replied with fear "he didn't return with the stuff he promised You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Realized Master sent the disciple to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sachkhand &lt;/span&gt;(permanent abode of God or the place where the soul goes after enlightenment) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahma ji&lt;/span&gt; couldn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how many of us have such a Master who is capable of protecting us during our time of reckoning (irrespective of the number of times He denies it) and for those very very few extremely lucky ones amongst us who have such a Master, how many of us are worthy of being protected by Him?&lt;/span&gt; Why don't we take care that we don't break promises while we are here ourselves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113780890999391426?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113780890999391426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113780890999391426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113780890999391426'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Who comes in your dreams frequently while sleeping at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you win a reward, get a bonus, or get something unexpectedly that appeals to the mind, who do you think of first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you normally think of the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you get sad over most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you cry over most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113764033715755163?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113764033715755163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113764033715755163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't control it again&lt;br /&gt;I am lost again in the flood&lt;br /&gt;Of tears coming from inside&lt;br /&gt;My drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be in this state&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while&lt;br /&gt;As it makes me stop&lt;br /&gt;And think about everything&lt;br /&gt;That I am doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me question&lt;br /&gt;Every action I take&lt;br /&gt;What's the end result of it&lt;br /&gt;What will be the use of it&lt;br /&gt;Whether it will make me&lt;br /&gt;Move forward on the Path&lt;br /&gt;I choose or make me go&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was&lt;br /&gt;Before I started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can understand&lt;br /&gt;What goes on inside me&lt;br /&gt;The sadness that just&lt;br /&gt;Envelopes my soul&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts that&lt;br /&gt;Emanate from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even write them here&lt;br /&gt;As some of them are too&lt;br /&gt;Private to tell anybody but Him&lt;br /&gt;So off I go to talk to Him&lt;br /&gt;And empty this ocean of tears in Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is the only One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whom I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;confide in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113755539403782070?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113755539403782070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113755539403782070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113755539403782070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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don't send&lt;br /&gt;Anybody new&lt;br /&gt;As I don't want to go&lt;br /&gt;Further away from You&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody to come&lt;br /&gt;In between You and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to send&lt;br /&gt;Something new to me&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure that&lt;br /&gt;This thing brings me&lt;br /&gt;Nearer to You than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I don't want it&lt;br /&gt;You can give to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Who desires this more than me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anything to&lt;br /&gt;Come in between You and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to send&lt;br /&gt;Me somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Send me to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where I am nearer to You&lt;br /&gt;From inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Where I can't remember You&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to goto any place&lt;br /&gt;That takes me away from You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to give me happiness&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure that&lt;br /&gt;With it You send me some sadness&lt;br /&gt;To test my state of equanimity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I don't want only joy&lt;br /&gt;As it might make  me&lt;br /&gt;Forget You&lt;br /&gt;I don't want any state to come&lt;br /&gt;In between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113755288594101950?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113755288594101950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113755288594101950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113755288594101950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113755288594101950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-and-me_113755288594101950.html' title='You and me'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113747136022983720</id><published>2006-01-16T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:49:24.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enemy of lust</title><content type='html'>Save me O Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From this enemy of lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it comes inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It takes full control of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It clouds my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It blinds my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I lose myself for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The time it enters me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings with it&lt;br /&gt;A few moments of&lt;br /&gt;So-called pleasure&lt;br /&gt;And then it leaves me&lt;br /&gt;Regretting for a long time&lt;br /&gt;About another time I let&lt;br /&gt;Myself become it's slave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your Help&lt;br /&gt;Once again O Lord!&lt;br /&gt;You need to give me&lt;br /&gt;Strength to fight it off&lt;br /&gt;With success&lt;br /&gt;You need to breed in me&lt;br /&gt;Such self-control&lt;br /&gt;That it doesn't effect&lt;br /&gt;Me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me burn&lt;br /&gt;My desire for it&lt;br /&gt;As once it goes up in smoke&lt;br /&gt;My mind will clear&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will open&lt;br /&gt;And I will see You&lt;br /&gt;I will realize that&lt;br /&gt;You were near me&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Just that I was blinded&lt;br /&gt;By my desires&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113747136022983720?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113747136022983720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113747136022983720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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asked the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guru Sahab, Guru Gobind Singh Ji&lt;/span&gt; (known in the world as the tenth Sikh Guru):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khuda aur bande ka male kaisen hoon?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can a human merge into God (known by infinite names in the world, common ones being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aum, Waheguru, Khuda, Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; God, Almighty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akal Purakh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru Gobind Singh Ji replied with a very short sentence politely:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peer Sahab, houn mua Khuda hua&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peer Sahab (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sahab &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for respect), kill the ego (self) and you will merge in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113725545057814961?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113725545057814961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113725545057814961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113725545057814961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113725545057814961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/kill-self.html' title='Kill the &quot;Self&quot;'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113722769938322963</id><published>2006-01-14T03:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:36:06.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This life is beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“OWG” (My full-hearted respect and infinite bows to God and Master)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is a &lt;em&gt;perfect opportunity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;valuable &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is a &lt;em&gt;priceless gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;phenomenal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;worth living several times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;extraordinary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;motivating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;vibrant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;cherishable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is a &lt;em&gt;treasure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;overflowing with delight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;precious &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;exquisite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;sophisticated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;ambrosial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;preferential&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;celestial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;adorable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;marvelous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is &lt;em&gt;pure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If and only if ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113722769938322963?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113722769938322963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113722769938322963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113722769938322963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113722769938322963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-life-is-beautiful.html' title='This life is beautiful'/><author><name>owg4life</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/7816/320/Aum_Waheguru_for_blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113708432748364276</id><published>2006-01-12T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T14:46:11.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When will I mature?</title><content type='html'>I may have started&lt;br /&gt;Looking old from outside&lt;br /&gt;But from inside&lt;br /&gt;I am still a child&lt;br /&gt;My physical body&lt;br /&gt;May have seem to have matured&lt;br /&gt;But from inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;Is still that of a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a small kid&lt;br /&gt;I wanted toys all the time&lt;br /&gt;Not this one&lt;br /&gt;I want that one&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I grew up little bit&lt;br /&gt;Became a bigger kid&lt;br /&gt;I wanted bigger toys&lt;br /&gt;Not the small toys from before&lt;br /&gt;When I grew up more&lt;br /&gt;I wanted toys with buttons&lt;br /&gt;Toys with motors and guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day came when I entered&lt;br /&gt;The age of youth&lt;br /&gt;The physical body blossomed&lt;br /&gt;Other desires replaced&lt;br /&gt;The ones for motorcars and guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day someone said that kid&lt;br /&gt;Is taking your toys&lt;br /&gt;Won't you stop him&lt;br /&gt;No I won't I said&lt;br /&gt;Let him take&lt;br /&gt;All that he wants&lt;br /&gt;Now I have realized&lt;br /&gt;One should not cry over toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really is that true?&lt;br /&gt;Something inside me asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the mind has developed&lt;br /&gt;The desire for some other&lt;br /&gt;Kinds of toys&lt;br /&gt;I spend my entire time&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get hold of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending my entire life&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my big house&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful car&lt;br /&gt;My lovely family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't realize that the time&lt;br /&gt;Is not far when&lt;br /&gt;These will be taken away from me&lt;br /&gt;And then I will be crying again&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to when I was a small kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a child&lt;br /&gt;For I still cry for my toys&lt;br /&gt;Only the type of toys has changed&lt;br /&gt;My desire for them has not changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something inside me asks me this again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When will I finally mature&lt;br /&gt;And not remain a child&lt;br /&gt;Any more from inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113708432748364276?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113708432748364276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113708432748364276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113708432748364276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113708432748364276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-will-i-mature.html' title='When will I mature?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113700687269867723</id><published>2006-01-11T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:11:53.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prasad photos</title><content type='html'>Below are three photos giving examples of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prasad &lt;/span&gt;that will be distributed by Aum Waheguru Rishi Ashram &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sadhaks &lt;/span&gt;in Allahabad, India this Magh Mela starting Jan 14th to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sants &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fakkarhs&lt;/span&gt;. All such prasads and other stuff distributed is always purchased using the "pure" contributions of the sadhaks themselves (no donations from outside) and are procured, processed and distributed by the sadhaks themselves under the guidance of .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/640/Prasad_packets_photo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prasad_packets_photo_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/640/Prasad_packets_photo_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prasad_packets_photo_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/640/Prasad_packets_photo_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prasad_packets_photo_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113700687269867723?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113700687269867723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113700687269867723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113700687269867723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113700687269867723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/prasad-photos_113700687269867723.html' title='Prasad photos'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113690080378899701</id><published>2006-01-10T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:37:14.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The person you Love most?</title><content type='html'>If you have to choose five people who you love most, whom would you choose? Your kids, spouse, parents, siblings, friends, etc? Would you be able to do anything for these people you think you love? To what extent you will go to help them in their time of real need? Now, out of these five people, if you were asked to pick just the One whom you love the most from the heart (not physically or otherwise), whom would you choose? Your youngest or oldest kid, spouse, mother, father, sister, brother or friend? Or somebody else? To what extent would you be able to go out of the way to do something for this One? Would you be able to give up your wealth, job, property, attachments, desires, lust, anger, greed, attractions and laziness for this One? Would you be able to give up even your family and other loved ones if the need so arises for this One? How about your own life - the toughest thing to give up of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of tough but frank questions... most of them very difficult to answer... but if you do really love this One special ....., then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113690080378899701?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113690080378899701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113690080378899701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113690080378899701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113690080378899701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/person-you-love-most.html' title='The person you Love most?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113672845910756877</id><published>2006-01-08T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:00:01.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always busy</title><content type='html'>In this life we are always busy&lt;br /&gt;We are busy with our self&lt;br /&gt;We are busy catering to this self&lt;br /&gt;We are busy with our family&lt;br /&gt;We are busy creating more wealth&lt;br /&gt;We are busy taking care of our health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no time for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Why should we have time for Him&lt;br /&gt;For we are busy with far more&lt;br /&gt;Important things than Him&lt;br /&gt;We will get to Him when&lt;br /&gt;The right time comes&lt;br /&gt;We think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas that time never comes&lt;br /&gt;Death comes first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then standing in the Court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are busy again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretting the loss of another&lt;br /&gt;Precious human life&lt;br /&gt;Regretting we wasted another lifetime&lt;br /&gt;On stuff that would do nothing&lt;br /&gt;To protect us in the time&lt;br /&gt;When we need the most help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113672845910756877?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113672845910756877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113672845910756877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113672845910756877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113672845910756877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/always-busy.html' title='Always busy'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113651154733122932</id><published>2006-01-05T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:33:17.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love of the Guru</title><content type='html'>This post was written in October 2005 but was taken out immediately at that time since it was felt that it was only suitable for little bit mature or advanced seekers... but His will is to post it now (on the occasion of the birth anniversary of Guru Gobind Singh Ji, known in the world today as the tenth Sikh Guru) for the time being... might take out again in the future... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please be warned that the content of this post might not be suitable for starting seekers&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I meditate? Why do I follow the spiritual path? Why do I do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sewa &lt;/span&gt;and listen to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satsang &lt;/span&gt;(however little I do). Why am I writing this? There must be some motive to all this? I'm sure there is. My mind is full of dirt, is polluted and must have some motive. What will I get out of all this? Happiness, bliss, money or fame? Or am I doing this for enlightenment, salvation, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moksha &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nirvana&lt;/span&gt;? Why did I become a disciple of my Guru? Why do I love (or claim to love) my Master?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure my mind and intellect have some motive. I am sure it is a mixture of all the above. However, my heart tells me to love the Master without bound, without any motive, whether it be fame, money, happiness or bliss. Not even for enlightenment, salvation, moksha or nirvana! Just love the Guru because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is the way to the light&lt;/span&gt;, not for the light. Just love the Guru, because He comes even before the Absolute himself. Just love Him because it needs to be done. Just love Him because that is the Truth. Love Him and don't care what the end result is. Whether it's heaven, enlightenment, birth as an animal or even hell. Love Him because that's what I came here for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day will come that I shall succeed... till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113651154733122932?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113651154733122932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113651154733122932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113651154733122932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113651154733122932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/true-love-of-guru.html' title='True Love of the Guru'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113648566541919664</id><published>2006-01-05T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:31:35.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfishness</title><content type='html'>In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalyug &lt;/span&gt;(the current era), most people, myself first, are becoming more and more selfish. I sometimes think, being so selfish, how far I could go to ensure my real dear ones, my parents and other so-called near ones receive the best possible treatment after death. How much I would do after their death for those people who were the medium to give me something during this life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far would you go to make sure your parents or friends receive the best possible treatment after death? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you be able to do anything possible within your means for their benefit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113648566541919664?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113648566541919664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113648566541919664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113648566541919664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113648566541919664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/selfishness.html' title='Selfishness'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113638400647908615</id><published>2006-01-04T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:53:59.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adverse times are necessary</title><content type='html'>Most of us remember the Lord when facing adverse times. Even the seemingly most atheist person amongst us remembers Him when facing extreme adversity. Therefore, even though nobody likes adversity, it is sometimes necessary as it brings us closer to Him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Otherwise, who has the time to remember Him when everything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems &lt;/span&gt;to be going well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113638400647908615?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113638400647908615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113638400647908615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113638400647908615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113638400647908615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/adverse-times-are-necessary.html' title='Adverse times are necessary'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113629584062375130</id><published>2006-01-03T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T15:58:30.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional Love?</title><content type='html'>Seeker often wonders&lt;br /&gt;What is unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who really practices it&lt;br /&gt;Everyone comes to Him for a purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some come to Him for wealth&lt;br /&gt;Others come to Him for health&lt;br /&gt;Some come to Him for being blessed with children&lt;br /&gt;Others come to Him for blessing their children&lt;br /&gt;Some come to Him with extreme despair&lt;br /&gt;Others come to Him with much fanfare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some come to Him&lt;br /&gt;Seeking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others come to Him&lt;br /&gt;Seeking Heavens&lt;br /&gt;Some come to Him&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to wash away their sins&lt;br /&gt;Others come to Him&lt;br /&gt;To fill their lives with bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker thinks&lt;br /&gt;Seeker doesn't need any of the above&lt;br /&gt;Seeker wants to do away&lt;br /&gt;With any motive to be near Him&lt;br /&gt;Seeker doesn't wish for any heaven&lt;br /&gt;Nor wants to hope for salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeker wants to be come to Him&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of coming&lt;br /&gt;Seeker doesn't want to&lt;br /&gt;Worry about the end result&lt;br /&gt;Seeker wants to be near Him&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Even when far away from Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seeker wants to wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His True Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any condition&lt;br /&gt;In between&lt;br /&gt;Seeker wants such&lt;br /&gt;Purity in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;That he cannot stand anyone&lt;br /&gt;Else in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113629584062375130?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113629584062375130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113629584062375130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113629584062375130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113629584062375130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional Love?'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113620927649011195</id><published>2006-01-02T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T08:48:14.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightened Masters are not born again</title><content type='html'>Expanding a little bit on the last post about the confusion about "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishwar Avatars&lt;/span&gt;"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened Masters , "Ishwar Avatars", Realized souls or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishwarkoti Mahapurash&lt;/span&gt; are never born again - they can never go into the mother's womb again, the mother's womb is equivalent to ... (blank inserted intentionally).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15903829-113620927649011195?l=masterreluctant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/feeds/113620927649011195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15903829&amp;postID=113620927649011195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113620927649011195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15903829/posts/default/113620927649011195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterreluctant.blogspot.com/2006/01/enlightened-masters-are-not-born-again.html' title='Enlightened Masters are not born again'/><author><name>Truth Seeker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11596332976900795347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/121/7816/320/Prakash_sthal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903829.post-113615236350499178</id><published>2006-01-01T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:36:55.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Spiritual Confusion</title><content type='html'>These days many people get confused between similar sounding spiritual names and about some basic spiritual realities. This is a small attempt to honestly dispel a part of this confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one confusion is between "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahm&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahma&lt;/span&gt;" partly because of the way in English language, the letter "a" is added after many names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brahm" is one of the infinite names of the Absolute (other common examples being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waheguru&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aum &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Om&lt;/span&gt;, God, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah, Khuda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akal Purakh&lt;/span&gt;, Almighty, Lord, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brahma" is the name of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Devta &lt;/span&gt;(Deity) who presides over the Court of Justice where everybody except Enlightened Masters will be taken after death. Brahma is the third highest in the order of Devtas after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vishnu &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiva&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another confusion is that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brahmpuri&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dharampuri&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jumpuri&lt;/span&gt;" refer to different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brahmpuri" is the place where almost all of us (regardless of religion, nationality, race, etc.) will be taken after our deaths. It is called the "Court of Justice" in this blog. It is commonly known in the world as "Dharampuri" and sometimes referred to as "Jumpuri". There may be other names in other cultures and languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one of the most common confusion is about "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ishwar Avatars&lt;/span&gt;". Many of the well-known past Realized Masters are considered in the world today as being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Avatars &lt;/span&gt;or incarnations of God, past Realized Masters or deities like Vishnu. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This cannot be further from the truth&lt;/span&gt;. 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