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                    <title>Love : Togetherness as a noun and acceptance as in verb.</title> 
                    <link>http://kundan.tigblog.org/post/208971</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Many a time we find ourselves almost lost in the jungle of thoghts, when it comes to define an inborn instinct of human life called love.<br />
Can we try to limit the vastness of this infinite dimension of human behaviour ? Diverse as it is, the depth is again beyond measure in many cases.<br />
In Indian tradition the highest form of love is called 'Bhakti', or devotion what a theist has for almighty. Whereas, in common worldly life, it can have many different forms. We express 'Sneha', or affection for younger or subordinates. We have 'Prema', or love for equals, or friends. 'Shraddha', or regards we ever convey to superiors, or seniors.<br />
These words may have, or may not have the timely connotations, but in real essence love is another name of an unconditional action called acceptance. Acceptance beyond space and time as then, now and forever. This act can be named objectively as togetherness.<br />
The activity of love is never restricted to humans only, we should extend it to animals as well as plants and even so called non-living elements termed scientifically as minerals. This 'Shristi', or creation has been produced from one creator, therefore, the spirit of one is omnipresent in all and vice versa.<br />
In the words of Rumi, a sufi saint and propounder of Masnavi order of Islam as - "This is how I would die into the love I have for you ; as pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight."<br />
Lets spread this love epidemic in our world !<br />
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					<pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 13:39:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Moments in Life</title> 
                    <link>http://kundan.tigblog.org/post/207635</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Moments In Life<br />
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There comes moment in life when we sit back for a while and start looking within ourselves. We try to trace the origin of different thoughts, their variety and compare the elements of truth in them with worldly gumption and abstract imagination on mental ground of existence.<br />
Sometimes we escape smoothly with easy outcomes and concrete impressions, whereas at many times we remain stranded in the whys of how and hows of why. This state is called in psychological terminology as state of dilemma while in indological terminology called 'vikshepa', or a type of insanity.<br />
In worldly terms we may describe it as agony of life necessary to keep us awaken on the path of living nay life.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 18:38:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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