The auditorium reverberated, excitement filled the air, and energy was not just seen and heard but felt in every corner of the hall. Over 1,300 of us were on our feet, jumping, dancing, screaming, squealing in ecstasy, joy, bliss and happiness. Young and old alike, from a three-month-old baby, to toddlers, to 75- and 80-year-olds, all celebrating in their own way, clapping, waving, dancing, drumming and whistling. A congregation of people from across the world, welcoming our annual residential retreat, Entrainment 25. It was a sight to behold as the auditorium roared in welcome for the one, our Guru Mahatria! Entrainment, a blend of Entertainment and Enlightenment, is the celebration of the birth of the name ‘Infinitheism’, the spiritual movement founded by my Guru Mahatria. Infinitheism is derived from - ‘Ism’ a group of people sharing one common belief. ‘Theism’ a group of people who believe in the existence of God. ‘Infinitheism’ a group of people who h...
A chance mail, I embarked into a path, became a teacher and it has been one and half years of teaching. It is for a reason it is called the noblest profession. It has purified me, humbled me and fulfilled me like nothing else. As I begin the next chapter, looking back at this incredible journey, I am left with wonderment at how I began and what I have become today. How I began, with self-doubt, debating, questioning and second-guessing. I was not an expert at what I was teaching (Hindi). I was far from it. There was this feeling of being 'not enough'. But once I started teaching I realised, it is not about what you don't know. It is about what you know and how well you use what you have. With what I knew I could contribute so much to the tiny tots and they guided me into learning what I did not know. Such is life isn’t it, you cannot know everything. But start with what you have and the path will unfold. So many cherishable moments, so many moments of awesomeness and self-r...
It was a holiday, and the day started lazily. The harsh summer heat was toned down by a sudden morning shower. The weather also seemed to play along with my leisure mood, bringing its cool and pleasant face, a rarity in May. My kitchen, usually a hot furnace, seemed cool and welcoming today. It put me in a perfect mood, and I set out to cook something special. Pav Bhaji, a street food from the financial capital of India, Mumbai, consists of thick vegetable gravy (Bhaji) served with a soft bread roll (Pav). I started the cooking process of the Bhaji. On the stove went in a pressure cooker with vegetables and a Kadai with onion and spices. The aroma of the spices filled the house. I kept adding one ingredient after the other in the kadai, watching the pressure cooker for any sign of pressure release. It seemed to take forever. It was stubborn and showed no sign of whistling, even under maximum heat. It got me thinking that no matter what we do, every dish has a cooking time t...
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