Morning Play!

1. Summary of ranks received on jams this morning:

First rank: 5 times

Second rank: 4 times

Fifth and sixth ranks: once each.

2. I played 11 jams. There were 12 to 35 players on average.

3. My ID is 12. Honorable mentions:


Stephen D.

4. A verse made with words culled from jams:

To err, too humane;





You predict predicate,

I cater diction,

It becomes fiction,

After a caterwaul or two!

5. Soniya means golden. Soni is a popular punjabi name as in the tale of Soni Maahivaal. It means that which makes you feel blissful. Sony TV. Soni is a popular Indian surname for traditional Goldsmiths. They might have been alchemists of yore. Sonar Bangla is a popular phrase. Bengal before its division into East and West in 1905 was richest state in India. India was a golden 🐦.

6. Gandhi is equivalent to 100000 names of Vishnu.

7. It goes like this: Ram is equal to 1000 names of Vishnu ( though actually there are only 896 names!). Gandhi became most powerful personality after indian independence. He used to chant Rama naam. There are many books written in fashion of Ramayana to exalt Gandhi. Many epic tales and books like Vishnu Sahastranama have been written. Thus his name and picture which supports indian currency has power of atleast 100 Rama names.

8. If anyone contends the point number 7: let me know. I would then write a post exalting Godse. The mantle will be given to him. Ok?

9. Here’s what I think : all names are my name. His name. Our names. What’s that quote by Willy? A rose by any name…yes, that one! But i hanged my boots in Thillai in adoration of one firm declaration of Sanmaargam by one Ramalinga Swamikal Adigal. The Vallalar who declared perfect victory over death, decay, aging, fear and limitations of any sort. One name of Vallalar is equivalent to 1000 names of Gandhi.

10. Every five or ten years the name of most popular leader or celebrity keeps changing. Jesus Christ has held that mantle for 2000 years. Or at least since 2020 system of years began. Everyone has the right to choose their superheroes. Be your own superhero!

11. I spoke with Damayanti madam about Dindayal rasoi yesterday. As i don’t deserve a below poverty line certificate to get my ration. Am not given any meaningful employment: I deserve to have five rupees worth of subsidised rice and pulses. I went to that place for some days. They made me wait an hour or forty five minutes. I used to read books. One man borrowed ten rupees from me and never gave it back. Since I am running short on funds: I am planning on eating in Dindayal rasoi. Will I be given subsidized food as lunch there or I will be looked down upon for being among people who merely pretend to be charitable? The amount of grain wasted in world is whopping. I waste none. And yet it seems food is never enough. It’s always so. What kind of society has been created? All laws for one who’s earnest.

12. We had a wonderful session yesterday. Shri and I read the blog post I had written. She noted down the words used my post. Then I read the short story she had written. It was titled “Never Give Up!” Then we played vocabulary quiz on Free Rice website. We also played Algebra quiz. We contributed 950 grains: more than yesterday’s. Surprisingly: she has scored 205 points in 5 minutes in the last two days on Algebra, whereas, I could only score 200. I need to makeup for that lack of speed by playing better. Her Hindi seems to have improved as per the feedback given by her mother.

#dancinglightofgrace, #logos, #names, #pure-gnosis, #vallalar

In the end was the end!

1. I recently commented on Garima’s and Tea Turtle’s poetry blogs. Garima shared a poem by Shivmangal Singh Suman, a Hindi poet I read in my childhood and another nostalgic poem has an image which is serene. Tea turtle blogger has some nice musings of existential nature.

2. I walked upstairs and played vocabulary jams on which I scored 1412 ranks. Not as many as yesterday. I don’t see many familiar faces over there. Soon I am going to change my ID to 12 as the twelfth month of this year begins.

3. I had some rest after plenty of work. I read a Chinese press release news article which is a joke. There are jokes and deeper jokes. Interest accumulated over time. This is all life is about: feeling meaningful and significant by creating it. Existentialism.

4. I spent plenty of time in library today. About 3.5 hours. Sweeped the floor, burnt the garbage lying outside and saw the pictures of a book on birds. The last time I passed through that drawer : I had read the book. The Magpie Robin greeted me as I was going to hang the key back on hanger.

5. The seventh almirah is same no matter if you count clockwise or anticlockwise. Seventh houses Saavitri by Sri Aurobindo. It also houses Japuji. The Life Divine: I read in Pune, Maharashtra first. My vocabulary wasn’t enough large to comprehend Sri Aurobindo’s masterpiece then. I tried. It was the first book I got issued from this library in 2018. I sat under the mango tree when two of them came with axes. And black pipes. I was killed. It rained. It rained too soon as a lizard was seen on another mango tree. I went to the shade of iron pillar. I read another book by Khalil Gibran under that shade: the next thing you know: the electric wires in field were blown up by a storm. The electric department hyperions came. An insect had died on my lap. It was soon revived. Who would have believed that I had power to revive deads?

6. We all have the power to revive deads. It’s called ‘kindness.’ It’s called compassion. Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan was first education minister of independent India. I read his ideas on Buddha today. Yesterday it seemed it was revealed: Buddha, the Shakyamuni was defeated by goddess Kali who presides over the age of Kali whereas Padmasambhava or Vallalar won over her by being wiser. Each one of them were products of their times as far as wisdom is concerned.

7. There were way too many people on my way back. If you follow laws: more laws are brought into light. Would you believe if I tell you: I was shown an empty bag in advance (they knew about the theft) of cement. Today morning’s newspaper (Dainik Bhaskar: Chhatarpur) reported about theft in a cement shop yesterday. I see the cement plaster being done on this house’s second storey wall. The suggestion: the cement is stolen: like other stuff. It’s because I had written about meritorious thieves. Everyone spits: to prove that they belong to Ku Klux Klan and everyone has borrowed money from someone or the other. Fast track hearings.

8. The event on poha stall was orchestrated with samosa thread. Will it ever hurt me? Why would you create a memory with a food item? Because my writing hurts you? I would never understand people fully.

9. The familiar Dolly’s father asked me to wait on his stall as he went to get change of five hundred rupees. There appear some people: one of them looks at all the samosas to tell you that you’re not supposed to walk with a straight spinal cord. You’re not supposed to look into eyes of boys or girls as you walk. You should look downward. You should fear group of people: police, shamans, mafia and so on. Same pathetic shit everyday. Can’t we even joke? Yes, you can make jokes. Sit one-on-one with me for an hour or two. Tell me all the jokes you know without goons around you.

10. You fucked too much to populate earth and now somehow I am responsible for every theft, earthquake and law. I am Corona and I am liberation. I am alpha and Omega, theta, beta, gamma and all in between.

#13000-days, #goons, #logos, #pure-gnosis, #samosa