<?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-926418303294006755</id><updated>2011-11-28T05:00:39.189+05:30</updated><category term='Peace'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Visuals'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='YES +'/><title type='text'>Sounds like Silence...</title><subtitle type='html'>My quest for the self...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926418303294006755.post-4618081865023985196</id><published>2011-01-29T11:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-29T11:07:07.741+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><title type='text'>Anger and a Coke bottle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;What is anger?? &lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;According to Wikipedia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Anger&lt;/b&gt; is an emotion related to one's perception of  having been offended or wronged and a tendency to undo that wrongdoing  by retaliation &lt;/i&gt;. Putting it in simple words, its an emotional outburst that comes up when we feel offended and is accompanied by a feeling of undoing that action.&amp;nbsp; Here is a simple analogy to it, i call it &lt;i&gt;The Coke bottle analogy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coke bottle Analogy to Anger:&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmQpKAiOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/igWIROTuCMU/s1600/CALM+MIND.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmQpKAiOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/igWIROTuCMU/s1600/CALM+MIND.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Shake a bottle of coke for 5 mins and then open the cap. What happens?? Everything bursts out, leaving the bottle empty causing the drink to flow all over the place ruining the carpet/floor too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: orange; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmMBJZ7-I/AAAAAAAAB1A/1SQWZbBFeI0/s1600/Coke_Bottle_fizz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmMBJZ7-I/AAAAAAAAB1A/1SQWZbBFeI0/s1600/Coke_Bottle_fizz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the Fizz???&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Our body is like the coke bottle, the mind is the liquid inside the bottle. The feeling of being offended is like shaking the bottle, and the outburst of Anger is the soda burst. This is quite but obvious from the above that if the bottle is agitated the mind will burst out! So for an ignorant, it is normal to be angry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;But a wise knows its not the bottle or the liquid that causes this outburst! Its the fizz, the Gas in the liquid at high pressure that causes the soda outburst. Its the past impressions, thoughts in our mind that act as the fizz for the mind and cause the outburst. When the mind with lot of fizz is agitated it bursts out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;And, a calm mind is like a bottle of juice. No fizz inside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: orange; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmQpKAiOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/igWIROTuCMU/s320/CALM+MIND.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calm Mind!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;Similarly a calm mind when agitated, knows how to act and deal with the situation. A calm mind is cool all the time no matter how much the disturbance/ agitation is and just makes the situation better! What about a bottle of &lt;i&gt;Tropicana juice&lt;/i&gt; shaken for a while and opened to serve??  It tastes better, because it says, &lt;i&gt;"Shake well Before use! Serve Chilled"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jai Gurudev!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deepak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926418303294006755-4618081865023985196?l=thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4618081865023985196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/anger-and-coke-bottle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/4618081865023985196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/4618081865023985196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/anger-and-coke-bottle.html' title='Anger and a Coke bottle!'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/TUOmMBJZ7-I/AAAAAAAAB1A/1SQWZbBFeI0/s72-c/Coke_Bottle_fizz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926418303294006755.post-5303642402274024437</id><published>2010-11-12T21:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:10:57.024+05:30</updated><title type='text'>कितनी मोहब्बत है तुमसे</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;कब से कहने की हिम्मत जूडा रहा हु &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;की तुमसे मोहब्बत है कितनी.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;जाने आज ऐसा क्या हुआ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;की दिल ने कहा की कह ही डाल.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;जब किताब के पन्नो के सफेदी तुम्हारे चेहरे पर चमकती है,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;दिल रुक सा जाता है.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;जब हसी की एक ठंडी लहर मेरे कानो तक आती है,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;वक़्त थम सा जाता है.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;जाने आज ऐसा क्या हुआ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;की दिल ने कहा की कह ही डाल&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;की कितनी मोहब्बत है तुमसे.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Copied from an Ad on Youtube. Just loved it so wanted to share with all :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/926418303294006755-5303642402274024437?l=thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5303642402274024437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/5303642402274024437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/5303642402274024437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='कितनी मोहब्बत है तुमसे'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926418303294006755.post-6674288887466303599</id><published>2010-04-11T21:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:48:43.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visuals'/><title type='text'>Joke... :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This one was sent to me by a friend, found it humorous so its here on d blog... Tthe first joke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ques. Why do bride and Groom exchange Varmala (Garland) during marriage???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ans.: Is an affectionate way of saying each other,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sweetheart, You are DEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S8HxvsthJNI/AAAAAAAABH0/qqBhl3cZOhM/s1600/homer-marge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S8HxvsthJNI/AAAAAAAABH0/qqBhl3cZOhM/s320/homer-marge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926418303294006755-6674288887466303599?l=thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6674288887466303599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/joke-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/6674288887466303599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/6674288887466303599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/joke-d.html' title='Joke... :D'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S8HxvsthJNI/AAAAAAAABH0/qqBhl3cZOhM/s72-c/homer-marge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926418303294006755.post-2140954351553740672</id><published>2010-02-17T08:36:00.031+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:01:53.709+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YES +'/><title type='text'>Kolkata &amp; Rourkela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Its  was Shivaratri- the night of the Shiva that, that we all reached to  kolkata in the morning of 12th. I thought Park Street was the only place  to shop in Kolkata but entering Burrabazaar, the heart of Kolkata as  they say, was a nice experience. Guys (call it girls) went soooo crazy  for shopping that they did not even leave aside the Subziwala on the  road side (well, we did not buy anything from them...we were on a window  shopping spree :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rabindra  Sarovar Stadium, somewhere near to Jadavpur, was the venue that was to  be graced by His Holiness Sri Sri Ravishankar Ji for celebrating the  auspicious night. The show started with an enthralling cultural show.  Guru Ji entered the stage welcomed by the sound of Drums, bansuri and  Shell conch. 70K people in one stadium to catch one glimpse of him and  no CHAOS!!!! Guru Ji started with a small discourse on Shiva accompanied  by a video by Bharath Gyan. Many a books were released on the same day  by His Holiness. Rudra puja with Guru ji was one of the reason I had  reached Kolkata, and it was worth. The meditations were deeper and full  of gratitude, it was followed by a satsang which actually redefined the  term Satsang. Guitars, Drums used to make a rock band but it was a  Satsang. I could not resist the satva rush inside me at the tunes of  "Shiva Shambo" and found my self swaying and swinging. All in all a  great experience of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We  hardly had any sleep that night, reached our rooms at 12:30 AM to go  back again at 3 AM :) Kolkata was not at all cold as compared to Ranchi,  it was not very difficult to take a cold water bath at 3 in the  morning. Guruji started Rudra Abhishek Puja followed by Maha Kriya  (worth mentioning the Bengali Pranayam). Maha Kriya was intense and  powerful. I d call it a life time experience. Satsang started with some  slow numbers to grace the morning. Guru ji asked one question to all, "  Sab k kaam ho rahe hai naa???" and I was shouting at the top of my  voice, " Ji Guru ji" which was&amp;nbsp;strengthened by another 50K people saying  the same!!! Guru ji left the stage singing " Jai Jai Radha Raman...."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We  walked out of the stadium in search of food and landed into the McD at 9  AM :P and then proceeded to Forum mall. I tried almost every single  cotton trouser at the Cotton World, Forum Mall. Finally landing to buy a  T Shirt and a shirt! Me and Rush were to leave  for Rourkela the same day, well we are&amp;nbsp;organizing&amp;nbsp;course at the NIT.  The journey from Kolkata to Rourkela was horribly full of dust, turning  us into dust sprayed guys! To my surprise i was welcomed by Ganesh,  Vinay and some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;special friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;s.  Sweet corn Soup at the Sukhsagar restaurant&amp;nbsp;made us change our plan of  eating there and we moved to another one and my favorite &amp;nbsp;'Moksha' :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I  have always felt a sense of &amp;nbsp;fullness on entering my alma mater, but  this time it was something more, i was full of gratitude for the place  that 'made me' and we were now entering the same premises to make a  difference there, introduce the YES+!!! The GATE exam was another  exciting event that actually made me question if &lt;i&gt;I was an engineer???&lt;/i&gt;  Well, it was Valentines day too :) and me &amp;amp; Rush turned out  wearing red T-shirts out of mere coincidence, leaving some eyes looking  at us in suspicion :P We met some people, analysed the situation, the  crowd and made some new friends, got a few registered and it was time to  leave Rourkela. Well, there was another surprise that was waiting...  Gannu received a call that &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;special &lt;/i&gt;wanted to see us off to Rourkela station &lt;i&gt;(first time in the last 2 years)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally We left Rourkela (yes we did meet that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;special friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...to come back again on 18th... I m leaving for Rourkela tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rourkela ko hila k rakh denge!!!! AAAAHHHHOOOO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jai Gurudev!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Deepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926418303294006755-2140954351553740672?l=thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2140954351553740672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/kolkata-rourkela.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/2140954351553740672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/2140954351553740672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/kolkata-rourkela.html' title='Kolkata &amp; Rourkela'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926418303294006755.post-5603026902504528767</id><published>2010-01-31T22:09:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:54:22.581+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YES +'/><title type='text'>Peace (शांति)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was sitting in the ANR talk by &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Profile?uid=14676314761619334385"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Akhilesh Bhaiya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today where he talked about Dynamism and Peace. I was imagining the the unbelievable state of being dynamic &amp;amp; peaceful at the same time! It was hard to imagine any such state for a confused soul. But i ll give it my shot to deliver something here about peace and my experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Peace (शांति), mean the state of mind when its not full of doubts and is clear in its vision. It is focussed and relaxed, with awareness. Its not wondering around&amp;nbsp; in both time and space &amp;amp; is with you this very point of time called the present moment. This is the state where in you will smile whatever the situation is. Such a situation is hard to believe and understand but a bliss to experience. Its a state where everything looks beautiful and charming, the creation of the Divine. Flowers look more colored and fragrant, weather seems pleasant, everything in its real state of beauty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I got my first dose of this Inner Peace after my first &lt;i&gt;YES!+&lt;/i&gt; course in September '09. During my first 2 courses i used to wonder as if something magical happened and after that i believed that it was a actually a magic, the magic of &lt;i&gt;Sudarshan Kriya!&lt;/i&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; I have been trying to write about my experiences with &lt;i&gt;YES!+&lt;/i&gt; since a loooonnng time but falling short of words to pen it down for no words can acutally express this magic of &lt;i&gt;Sudarshan Kriya&lt;/i&gt;, its something worth experiencing rather reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;जय गुरुदेव!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926418303294006755-5603026902504528767?l=thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5603026902504528767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/peace.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/5603026902504528767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926418303294006755/posts/default/5603026902504528767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecourtyardofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/peace.html' title='Peace (शांति)'/><author><name>Deepak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04830418219395340505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ms5Na4zVulU/S1H7PsV7ldI/AAAAAAAAAvE/RI92OQp3Cqs/S220/Deepak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
