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Manas baba

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By Dr Rimpy  19 May 2023 Manas Baba … I was wandering at my favourite place in Allahabad, a bookstore which was the love affair of its owner. I am talking about times much earlier than crosswords and other fancy stores. It was the time when bookstores were owned by ones who could be seen immersed in books at the cash counter. I was looking at the section dedicated to spirituality and religion when a beautiful face caught my attention. She looked lovely in her simple salwar kameez and possessed the face and innocence of a child. If one could ignore her white hairs, she could contest a young college girl. From her overall appearance I could guess she would be around my mother’s age. But this fact couldn’t deter me from approaching her. I needed an excuse to talk to her. I checked the pockets of my pant and found an eclairs toffee in it. I went to her and offered her that toffee saying “I wanted to speak to you and this is the only thing I have to offer right now. My name is Ashish and it
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Learning

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LEARNING By Rimpy Shukla  15 May 2023 Nagpur It’s a surreal experience. I am trying to make my maid learn, starting with numbers. Today is Mother’s Day and I remembered the day when I taught Shreesh to hold the pencil for the first time. Its same with her. And I could see her earnestness and dedication as she practiced her writing letter 1 for first time. She brought her practice page to show me, and I observed first time its an art to learn to write beautifully. One must learn to follow the dots and then try to write without guidance. Its like slowing down and observing every moment where one is going. Its mindfulness in practice. Multiple emotions surged within me as I saw her writing and trying to focus on her book. I am privileged to be born in a family where I could go to school and my father supported me till my higher education. How many females are there in this world who would give anything to be in my place. My maid, Gudiya was born in a poor Muslim family where i
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1.First thing I remember

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Painful days I remember few bits of my childhood like movie trailer  mostly highs i.e. happy moments and lows i.e. painful,  e.g. crying in nursery when I stuck an eraser deep in my nose  , riding my first bicycle, and many similar incidences. But most important part of this life that is worth sharing is that day in a library when I found this book, called Shri Yoga Vashishta which is kind of less famous biography of Indian God Rama. Those were very difficult days, medical college was giving me tough time, exams were the deadly ghosts that were sucking away life from my days and peace from the nights. I had already failed my exams and was sure to flunk them again and again. That was the time when I prayed with a heavy heart, "If there is any God anywhere please guide, help or console me , do anything but show me that you exist, else this life is not worth living one more day." With these words I picked up that book I mentioned Sri Yoga Vashistha. This was s silent surprise
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