Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Deepika The Great Singer from India
Miss Deepika.T hails from a family musicians and music lovers. She started learning music from the tender age of 8. She started her training initially in Carnatic music and light music from her mother Radha. Later she switched over to Hindustani style of singing and started training under the able guidance of Archana Belgundi.Presently pursuing carnatic style of classical music(Vidwat) from Venkata Raghavan a disciple of Balmurlikrishna.She also sings Kannada Bhavageet,Bhaktigeet,Marathi Bhavgeet,mahabharat kavya(completed major gamaka exams)English pop songs, Hindi Films songs.
Deepika has taken training for Kannada light music under her Mother Radha.
Deepika has completed her engineering in Electronics and communication and working as a Software Engineer with IBM,India.
SOME FEATHERS IN DEEPIKA’S CAP:
1) Won national Level Prizes for carnatic Classical and light music organized by Bharat Vikas parishat in Indore and Bsnl in Ahemdabad.
2) Recieved many scholarships from Karnataka Government and BSNL.
3) Won Silver Medal for Riffle Shooting Competition held at New Dehli , NCC, Basic leader ship Camp
3) VTU UNIVERSITY BLUE for art and culture
4) Performed in Radio and Doordarshan.
5) Given Vocals to the Pakistani Gazal album Named "FARAZ" released in Pakistan.And Tanha Tanha released in India by Rajasri music,Distributed by Sony BMG.
6) Guest Vocalist for Talvin Singh.
7) Guest Vocalist for a Swedish composer,Album will release with Itunes in Switzerland.
8) Given vocals to a bengali album.
9) Recording for Kannada Films.
10) Performed at Various Corporate Shows Organized by Infosys,Sony,Bangalore
11) Performed at various platforms in India and abroad,Recent performance was in Colombo, Sri Lanka
12) Nominated for Young achiever award by Rotary Midtown and Brigade Group,Bangalore.
FARAZ - Album
Interview Link :
http://www.okiedoks.com/celebrityinterviewsinternationalwomensdayguestsingervocalist211.aspx
Youtube Link : www.youtube.com/deepspreety
Ananad Jon's Letter From Jail
This is a letter from jail by Anand Jon to writer Sharon Waxman.
The 34-year-old fashion designer faces sex charges based on complaints in three states from 28 models, some in their midteens. Accusations from 20 of these women have resulted in 59 criminal counts that could go to trial as soon as the end of August in Department 102 of Los Angeles Superior Court. They include charges of forcible rape, sexual penetration by a foreign object, sexual exploitation of a child, sexual battery, and forcible oral copulation.
Whatever the outcome of this trial, Jon will face still more charges in New York and Texas. In a telephone interview with Waxman, he has said he is “100 percent innocent.” His letter has been edited for length and clarity.
I have not seen the sky in months – six, maybe seven. Kind of easy to lose track of time and yet be unbearably aware of its existence. I am awakened at around 5:30 a.m. usually and on court days (once or twice a month so far) about 4:30 a.m. and then remain in shackles while being “sergeant-escorted” to a tiny moving metal vertical coffin in a van and transported underground to the downtown court.
The time in front of the judge is the only time I am not in shackles and handcuffed. The wait in the holding tanks, usually 3 feet by 7 feet high, is among those disorienting experiences that are carved into your sensory memory, some days as long as 18 hours, surrounded in filth of both indefinable and unidentifiable sources.
Welcome to the strangest episode of my blessed life as I near one year in L.A. County jail.
There is a possibility I may not survive this ordeal. I realized this most blatantly while in a holding tank at court, the only place where you actually “interact” with another inmate with only steel bars separating you. “I’m glad we got to chat, Don Juan, ’cause based on what that detective said about you on TV, I was going to cut you,” grinned the inmate. Any doubts I had about him joking evaporated as he pulled out a homemade “shank” (jail term for “mini-knife”), which he had somehow snuck past two strip searches while being handcuffed.
The threats against me escalated over the first five months, and it got so bad that my food was being kicked around and there were all-night howling sessions and hurling sessions of substances with such aggression that it is better not discussed. One deputy demanded why I eat kosher and how it meant to him that a rabbi spit into the food as a blessing. When I was arrested, the detective’s severe racial and anti-Semitic comments echoed – the prejudice, the bigotry gave me a taste of what my ancestors endured.
Before I was moved to total solitary confinement, I was on a “high profile” row and was constantly made fun of due to my total ignorance of “crime as a culture.” A local drug pusher to the clubs who, being familiar with my case, commented, “I can see why they hate you…It’s your image and attitude. You come off as the perfect party guy, and these chicks, even if they don’t get to make it big, at least expect guys to pay for them to get high, party, and get laid, and that’s what they expect. And what do they actually get? A workaholic into passion and meditation who avoids substances and wakes up at 6:30 in the morning.”
Yoga, meditation, and the love of my family and God have sustained me as I grapple with blankets that have blood stains dried in tie-dyed patterns and battle nocturnal visits from entities that include, but are not limited to, rodents and insects (that I have not even seen in the jungles of India!). How much of it is my imagination? I’m not really sure. But the whole thing feels like a Stephen King novel turned into a movie directed by M. Night Shyamalan.
A fair trial is a wonderful concept but more of a satire in my case, based on how this has been manipulated and has been anything but fair. No one besides the parties involved (traditionally “two”) knows IF intimacy/sex even happened or much less if it was consensual or not. Wouldn’t one call 911? Get a rape kit or at least STD testing? Would anyone continue to follow, travel, live with someone who allegedly assaulted them?
How can one defend himself without access to his last eight years of life, witnesses, records, paperwork? And how is one supposed to possibly fund all of this without being able to work? The few hours that one can get a private investigator at $125/hr inside to meet, how effective can that be? All the while both hands of mine chained down to the table so I can’t even flip a page or write notes!
More ironic is the fact that none other than the very chaperone who was there to protect me, today she and her daughter are among the leaders of the pack.
A “fair trial” seems more like a “fairy tale” when ALL the exculpatory evidence has been kept hidden from the grand jury by the prosecution. When you find out about witnesses being coaxed by the detectives. Conveniently the texts and all traces of favorable evidence have “disappeared” from the cell phones and computers seized.
I realize that this is the test. While some get a trial of fire, some inherit an inferno, and all one can choose is how we face these adversities. Either we do so in despair or in dignity. A hundred lies cannot change the truth.
I do know that there is a purpose to all of this and it is beyond my own exoneration. God clearly had bigger plans for me than just influencing the hemlines, and though I can and will win this ordeal, I may not survive it, and this makes me concerned about the pain my loved ones will go through.
It is a fascinating concept that I think more about them than myself. My pencil (I only get two per week) is running out of lead, so I also learn patience. Maybe that’s what it’s all about – taming the ego and revealing love.
Love and Light,
Anand Jon
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Car at the bottom of the hill
The car suddenly broke down in the middle of nowhere.He crawled underneath to see what the trouble was.she crawled uinderneath to hold the flashlight for him.
It was quiet cozy under there and after a while, they forgot about the car repairs.suddenly a voice said, "And just what do you think you are doing ? "
Looking up they saw the local village constable.
Why we are - er - repairing the back axle ", The young man stammered.
"Well, while you are down there, you had better look at the breaks as well,"Replied the law. "Your car has been at the bottom of the hill for the past half hour."
From the book " ZEN it's history and teachings " by OSHO
It was quiet cozy under there and after a while, they forgot about the car repairs.suddenly a voice said, "And just what do you think you are doing ? "
Looking up they saw the local village constable.
Why we are - er - repairing the back axle ", The young man stammered.
"Well, while you are down there, you had better look at the breaks as well,"Replied the law. "Your car has been at the bottom of the hill for the past half hour."
From the book " ZEN it's history and teachings " by OSHO
Two Waiters and an Alcoholic
Two waiters were standing at a table over which a loaded customer had fallen asleep. said one, " I have alreay awakened him twice. Now I am going to awaken him for the third time.
" Why don't you chuck him out ? " asked the other waiter.
" The devil I will , " said the first waiter.
" I've got a good thing going for me. Every time I wake him up he pays his bill . "
" Why don't you chuck him out ? " asked the other waiter.
" The devil I will , " said the first waiter.
" I've got a good thing going for me. Every time I wake him up he pays his bill . "
WITH THIS MORNING
My bones erect themselves once more and vertically I challenge earth's gravity against the weight of reality pushing me down. All my senses scream for emancipation from the Bond's of Man's Law ; to erupt through the coils of skin, to reach out, to find some paradise. I grab hold and slowly drive on, moving into oncoming moments. Each face and each word, each touch of human decency seems to eclipse the drama and the tragedy of my sin. With this morning, I choose to walk through the doorway into bold mortality with genuine sincerity. I admit though some days are less sincere than others. Yet it is here amongst us all, that sacred something of human touch, that scent of human civility when you peer into the windows of a friends soul, there you will find unabashed truth, there we learn to transcend and to evolve, to hold onto life once again through faith and hope.
John Arce.
John Arce.
A Song for the Child
There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted - not from when they are born, nor from when they are conceived - but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother's mind.
And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herslef, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she's heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child's father, and she teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically concieve the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches the child's song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child's song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught child's song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty - then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
And it goes this way through their life - in marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing - for the last time - the song to that person.
From the book ' How, Then, Shall we live ? ' by Wayne Muller
And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herslef, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she's heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child's father, and she teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically concieve the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.
And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches the child's song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child's song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught child's song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty - then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.
And it goes this way through their life - in marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing - for the last time - the song to that person.
From the book ' How, Then, Shall we live ? ' by Wayne Muller
No Justification for Sin
No justification for sinTitus D’ Cruz, Trivandrum
IF WE SAY WE HAVE NO SIN, WE DECEIVE OURSELVES
Everyone in this world is a sinner. The evangelist says, “If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and there is no truth in us. But if we confess our sins to God, He will forgive us our sins and purify us from all our wrong doing.” (I Jn. 1: 8-9)
The consciousness that we are sinners makes us worthy to approach Jesus. Jesus said, “I have not come to call respectable people to repent, but outcasts.” (Lk. 5: 32) These words give great hope and expectation to us, sinners. God has no sin. Therefore, those who believe in Jesus can never justify sin. Because, “He has not commanded anyone to be ungodly, and has not given anyone permission to sin” (Eccl. 15: 20). We find people creating problems for themselves, their families, their societies, their countries and even to whole world by doing great sins and justifying themselves without any remorse. All over the world we find people and organizations justifying sins. They bind themselves with the shackles of sin. Only Jesus Christ and his words can save them from the slavery of sin. That is why Jesus said that his words should be preached all over the world. The reason is that Jesus Christ is the sole atonement for the sins of the entire world. God says “he is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only, but also for the sins of the whole world” (1 Jn. 2:2).
Those who live under the slavery of sin will never have peace, nor give peace to others. Take the case of the prodigal son. He returned to God only when he lost his inner peace. Jesus alone can give us back our lost peace.
“Peace is what I give you; it is my own peace that I give you. I do not give it as the world does” (John 14:27).
The peace Jesus gives us is not the same as the world gives. The peace world gives is what we get when we disobey the words and do as we like. Whereas the peace we get from Jesus Christ is by obeying the words of God. The peace which the world gives us will lead us to wounds, pains, miseries, and disappointment.
“Be sure, your sin will find you out” (Num. 32: 23). God says through the prophet Isaiah “If only you had listened to my command! Then blessings would have flowed for you like a stream that never goes dry” (Isa. 48: 18). Man has a tendency to do sin. The Word of God warns us, “Sin is crouching at your door; it wants to rule you, but you must overcome it” (Gen. 4: 7). We are surrounded by people and circumstances that tempt us to commit sin. Hence wisely avoid such people. “Flee from sin as from a snake for if you approach sin it will bite you. Its teeth are lion’s teeth and destroy the souls of men”. (Eccl. 21:2).
God will be with us when we keep away from sin. When God is with us prosperity and success will follow. When we become the slaves of sin and justify sin we will face failures. God says, “As long as they didn’t sin against their God, they prospered, for God who hates iniquity is with them. But when they departed from the way in which he had appointed for them, they were utterly defeated in many battles and were led away captive to a foreign country.” (Judith 5: 17-18)
Jesus is so kind and compassionate. He is ready to receive any great sinner wholeheartedly and shower His blessings if he returns to Him with true repentance. If we have taken decision to live with Jesus and for Jesus as per his words, at least now on, Jesus will tell us so, “As you have been a byword of cursing among the nations, O! How house of Juda and house of Israel, so will I save you and you shall be a blessing. Fear not, but let your hands be strong” (Zach. 8:13). “Surely I will bless you and multiply you” (Heb. 6: 14). “And I will make of you a great nation and I will bless you and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing” (Gen. 12: 2).
To obtain the showers of blessing from God, let us approach Jesus Christ, the Saviour of man kind with repentance.
“Keep your life free from love of money and content with what you have for he said I will never fail you nor forsake you. Hence we can confidently say the Lord is my helper, I will not be afraid, what can man do to me?” (Heb. 13: 5-6).
A Priest and a Cab Driver
A priest and a cab driver arrived at the Pearly Gates at the same time. After interviewing both, St. Peter opened the gates and let the cab driver into heaven, but he told the priest to have a seat and await further consideration.
Outraged, the priest complained, "How can you let that man into heaven before me ? I was a priest for 50 years, and I gave thousands of sermons ! All he did was drive a car around the city. ! "
"That is right," St.Peter answered. " And when you preached, people slept. But when this man drove, people prayed. "
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From the book ' Handle with Prayer ' by ' Alan Cohen '
Outraged, the priest complained, "How can you let that man into heaven before me ? I was a priest for 50 years, and I gave thousands of sermons ! All he did was drive a car around the city. ! "
"That is right," St.Peter answered. " And when you preached, people slept. But when this man drove, people prayed. "
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From the book ' Handle with Prayer ' by ' Alan Cohen '
My Autobiography in FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
My Autobiography in
FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
By Portia Nelson
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost......I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
II
I walked down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
But, it isn't my fault !
It still takes a long time to get out
III
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it there
I still fall in because it's a habit !
I know where I am
It is my fault !
I get out pretty quickly !
IV
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street !
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FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
By Portia Nelson
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost......I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
II
I walked down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
But, it isn't my fault !
It still takes a long time to get out
III
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it there
I still fall in because it's a habit !
I know where I am
It is my fault !
I get out pretty quickly !
IV
I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street !
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Wisdom From Amal Rozario
Wisdom from Amal Rozario
Last weekend, I met Jose for a cup of coffee. He told about his latest experimentations with facebook, internet friends, making movies and writing articles. I told him that I will write an article that he can publish in his blog. He replied 'You always tell that, but you r busy'. I reminded myself that I will write him an article sooner than later. And so here is my 1st article for Jose.
Ever thought that we are all connected? When we see other people, strangers especially, what do we feel? If you are like me, probably nothing. I am starting to think we all are connected because we have so many common things. We all share the planet earth. We live, breath, eat, sleep, we have to work for a living directly or indirectly. Our needs are more or less similer.most of all, we all came from the same source.now what? Why would I say that?. While its night and day to see the differences we have based on the region we hail from, our religious affiliations, our language, culture, beliefs and so on, take a moment to think this possibility. here are my supportig facts.
1. we all know that the worlds population is increasing. We see that the population rose from 5 billion to 6 very recently? I remember when India crossed the 1 billion mark. If population grows with time, it sure was less when we go back in time. And if we intrapolate back enough, we can see we all came from a few people. may be from one family. ( Adam and Eve perhaps? )
2. I recently saw a national geographic program about the human genome project. The author spenser studies dna variations among humans of different groups and based on the mutations, he kind of traced back geographically where we all came from. He traced that we all came from central africa. The first humans migrated north into asia. One branch came south to India and went as far as Australia. One brance migrated north west and became Europeans. One branch north east into Russia, and came to America walking over ice, into the Latin America, long before Columbus discovered the new world. He traced all this based on DNA mutations found in people from different parts of the world.
How long have we existed? Biblical historians say its about 5000 years. Evolutionists puts the number around 40,000, before we branched off form apes. When I went to Niagara Falls, I learnt 2 things that facinated me.
1.The great lakes which feed Niagra will all drain to the ocean in 1500 year. After 1500 years, there will be no Niagara Falls. Can you imagine that? The base of the falls erodes inwards at a rate of 3 feet per year. Which means, the Niagara Falls itself is moving at 3 feet per year! What is my point? We are living in a world that is so dynamically changing every moment. And human life from our first parents to now is just a speck. In that speck is our complexities and difficulties and differences as white, black and brown(?), latino,tamil & malayalees and gultes and devar and pallar and so on.give me a break!
So the next time you see a person, see him or her as your long lost distant cousin. and then, think how you feel.
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