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My Dad was present on one of the program when Hari Bhakta Katuwal recited a poem about himself…. it was, i guess, national poem competition. My dad said, i will ask him what poem it was later, after he finished reading the poem that described the pitiness of himself, he threw out his ragged shirt and showed what’s inside that.

I haven’t seen any better songwriter or a poet in Nepal and that was his condition,,,, How many poets died due to lack of money… Hari Bhakta died in the 40’s, laxmi Prashad died in the 50’s( Government didn’t give him salary for 8 months…. and the empty bowel turned into gastric  which turned into ulser and then cancer ).Bhairab Aryal had to die young and there are many more…..

anyways this is another great poem….check it!


Rudyard Kipling, the famous English author of “The Jungle book” born in India wrote on day “Oh! East is east and west is west, and never the twain shall meet”. But certainly, and of course accidently, In 1802 an English doctor called Mr. Thomas Young with his double slit experiment not only opened the whole new field of Quantum physics but also, somehow, paved the path which ultimately would lead someday to find contemplation between science and spirituality, consciousness…. And yeah! Put east and west together. The experiment originally was designed to show the particle nature of light(When allowed to hit the metal screen), but then, as we call it, often the simplest things are most complex, several interpretation of the experiment later, paved the way for wave and particle theory of light and all the substances . This experiment leads us to the entire new way of observing experiments as Experiment, observer and the result. Now the experiments lead to the discovery of the subatomic level, the quantum level of matter.

It was found that consciousness, or at least the act of paying attention, influenced the behavior of particles. For example in the double slit experiment also if the screen was viewed in one state consciousness state the result appeared as two lines and as more than one if viewed in another state of consciousness. More so, it was deducted that particles are not tangible if someone is not paying attention to them. Particles seem to remain in states of absolute infinite potentials until some attention is given to them, where they then collapse into a single form of their innumerable possibilities. From these scientific discoveries, we had found a way to explain tons of Buddhist concepts such as Consciousness, Self and non-self, Unity in all things, Illusion and Reality, Impermanence, and more.

In Buddhism the deeper-lying monistic entity is the pure wisdom of the Supreme Unified Consciousness which can give rise to matter and/or mind. Buddhists always believed that matter and energy are related. In the Heart Sutra, the Buddha provides his famous teaching that “Emptiness is form, form is Emptiness”. On the one hand there is Emptiness (no independent arising exists) and on the other hand there is form (all phenomena are reality). How do these seemingly contradictory ideas go together? This is because on the deepest level of absolute truth, these are the same. One could call this “complementarities” in quantum terms.


Nagarjuna was the most significant Buddhist philosopher of India. His philosophy is of great topical interest. Right to this day it determines the thinking of all the traditions of Tibetan Buddhism.In the first verses of Nagarjuna’s main work, Mulamadhyamakakarika [MMK], “Neither from itself nor from another, nor from both, nor without a cause does anything whatever anywhere arises.” Nagarjuna was also the founder of School called the Madhyamarga of the middle way.In his main work [MMK] the Middle Way is described as follows:24.18 « What arises dependently [pratityasamutpada] is pronounced to be substancelessness [sunyata]. This is nothing but a dependent concept [prajnapti].
Substancelessness [sunyata] constitutes the middle way »


Buddhists has long since believed in the two aspects of the body, the material and immaterial state occurring at once, just like the quantum physics believes in Matter and Antimatter concept. Nagarjuna emphasizes one central idea: material or immaterial bodies of two-body-systems are not identical nor can they be separated. The most important characteristic of phenomena is their interdependence and the resultant: substancelessness, the impossibility of existing individually or independently. This is the
meaning of sunyata: phenomena are without own being and without independence. Reality does not consist of single, isolated material or immaterial components; phenomena arise only in dependence on other phenomena. They do not arise substantially because dependent phenomena can have no independent existence.
A thing is not independent of its conditions, nor is it identical with them. Walking does not exist without the way to be walked. The walking person and the way are not one. A seer is not the same as the seen object, but a seer without an object does not exist. There can be no cause without an effect, or an effect without a cause. The concept ’cause’ has no meaning without the concept ‘effect’. Cause and effect are not one, but they cannot be separated into two independent concepts. Without a characteristic we cannot speak of a characterised, or of a characterised without a characteristic. How could there be a passionate person without passion? When there are no conditions of arising there is no arising, neither exists standing alone. Without action there can be no agent, without fire there can be nothing designated as fuel. The material or immaterial components of a two-body-system do not exist in isolation, they are not one and yet they are not independent of each other: and because of this they are not ‘real’. For two complementary phenomena or for double concepts the nature and the existence of each is dependent of the other. The one arises with the other and disappears with the other. This is why a thing arises substantially, neither out of itself, nor out of another one, nor out of both, nor without a cause. There is no fundamental core to reality; rather reality consists of systems of interacting bodies.


The central core of quantum physics consists of a new concept of reality, which no longer perceives singular, independent elements as the fundamental unit of reality but rather two-body-systems or two states of a quantum object or two concepts such as earth matter-anti-matter, elementary particle & field of force, law of nature & matter, symmetry & anti-symmetry etc These systems cannot be separated into independent parts. They cannot be reduced to two separate, independent bodies or states, nor is one fundamental and the other derived as the metaphysical either or-scheme of substantialism or subjectivism usually tries to establish. Nor are they joined into a seamless unity, they are not the same, they are not identical, and they are not a mysterious wholeness as holism indicates. Nor can one claim that they are nothing but mathematical models that we have constructed and that do not correspond to physical reality, as instrumentalism claims.


In physics there is a fundamental reality that is not a one-body system but a two-body-system or an assembly of bodies, a cloud of virtual particles, which surround the central or the ‘naked’ body. Between these bodies there is an interaction that is one of the composite of these bodies. Nagarjuna calls his systems or dependent pairs walking person & way to be walked, fire & fuel, agent & action, seer & object of seeing. Both of these models describe two-bodysystems or two entities which have bodies that are neither properly separate, nor properly joined together. They do not fall into one, nor do they fall apart. The concept of reality of Nagarjuna’s philosophy and the concepts of complementarity, interaction and entanglement of quantum physics teach us something quite different that one could express metaphorically as: everything is build on sand and not even the grains of sand have a solid core or nucleus. There stability is based on the unstable interactions of their component parts.


The same applies to being in Samsara (state of suffering) or in Nirvana (freedom from suffering). If you chose to see suffering, then you will be in suffering. However, if you chose to see beyond the state of suffering, you will be in Nirvana. Why is this? This is because it is not the eye that sees. The eye is just a very sophisticated lens; you use it as your camera. The one that sees and processes the raw data gathered by the eye, is the Heart. If the Heart is moved by phenomena as recorded by the eye, then you will be in Samsara. If the Heart is not moved, then this is Nirvana.
Finally, with Quantum Physics, science is back to reality after 2500 years.

After a long time Karataka had bath, he just loved to dry himself up in the afternoon sun after the bath. Damanaka watched him with contempt. The contempt probably sprung from the fact that Damanaka had sensed some other question coming up from Karataka. Damanaka’s suspicion was true. Karataka opened his mouth to ask yet another question. “Who do you think killed Karkare?” Damanaka dint bother to reply. He kept silent. I mean yes apparently he was killed by Kasab but in the light of Digvijay Singh’s comments can it be true that the Hindus killed him ? I mean do we have any evidence to disapprove Digvijay’s theory ?Why arent you answering me Damanaka? Dont you want to answer me ?Karataka was clearly annoyed with unresponsive Damanaka. Karataka will you please shut up. This is not a question that deserves answering. I will avoid the rhetoric and turn to a story that you might find interesting. You might be flattered to know that I find you behaving like the wise man in the story. Damanaka went ahead with his story. Once upon a time a wise man and fool happened to travel together through a dusty path. As they were walking both of them happened to step in cow-dung. While the wise man was very upset the fool kept on walking without any signs of disappointment. The wise man however was disturbed not just with himself but also with the fool. He said to the fool, “Dear friend don’t you think we should clean up our leg before we move on? We have stepped in cow dung”. Have I ? said the fool looking at his own feet.-Fool Oh thats just some mud. Said the fool. Oh no it’s cow dung. Come on look at the color. Teh wise man tried to convince. The fool posed for a moment and said. You dont have conclusive proof for the same. You are biased. You are trying to deceive me. Please prove it first that it’s cow dung and not merely mud. The wise man was confused. Even though he could clearly see it was cow-dung, he bent over touched it and tried to smell his finger. In the process the dung fell on his nose too. The fool still refused that it was cow-dung. So my dear friend Karataka. You don’t have to answer every question asked by everyone. Else you will end up being like wise man doing foolish thing. Something should be sent directly to garbage. Karataka seemed convinced.

Oh yes, friend! I’m crazy-
that’s just the way I am.

I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,
whose shapes the world does not suspect.
Stones I see as flowers
lying water-smoothed by the water’s edge,
rocks of tender forms
in the moonlight
when the heavenly sorceress smiles at me,
putting out leaves, softening, glistening,
throbbing, they rise up like mute maniacs,
like flowers, a kind of moon-bird’s flowers.
I talk to them the way they talk to me,
a language, friend,
that can’t be written or printed or spoken,
can’t be understood, can’t be heard.
Their language comes in ripples to the moonlit Ganges banks,
ripple by ripple-
oh yes, friend! I’m crazy-
that’s just the way I am.

You’re clever, quick with words,
your exact equations are right forever and ever.
But in my arithmetic, take one from one-
and there’s still one left.
You get along with five senses,
I with a sixth.
You have a brain, friend,
I have a heart.
A rose is just a rose to you-
to me it’s Helen and Padmini.
You are forceful prose
I liquid verse.
When you freeze I melt,
When you’re clear I get muddled
and then it works the other way around.
Your world is solid,
mine vapor,
yours coarse, mine subtle.
You think a stone reality;
harsh cruelty is real for you.
I try to catch a dream,
the way you grasp the rounded truth of cold, sweet coin.
I have the sharpness of the thorn,
you of gold and diamonds.
You think the hills are mute-
I call them eloquent.
Oh yes, friend!
I’m free in my inebriation-
that’s just the way I am.

In the cold of the month of Magh
I sat
warming to the first white heat of the star.
the world called me drifty.
When they saw me staring blankly for seven days
after I came back from the burning ghats
they said I was a spook.
When I saw the first marks of the snows of time
in a beautiful woman’s hair
I wept for three days.
When the Buddha touched my soul
they said I was raving.
They called me a lunatic because I danced
when I heard the first spring cuckoo.
One dead-quite moon night
breathless I leapt to my feet,
filled with the pain of destruction.
On that occasion the fools
put me in the stocks,
One day I sang with the storm-
the wise men
sent me off to Ranchi.
Realizing that same day I myself would die
I stretched out on my bed.
A friend came along and pinched me hard
and said, Hey, madman,
your flesh isn’t dead yet!
For years these things went on.
I’m crazy, friend-
that’s just the way I am.

I called the Navab’s wine blood,
the painted whore a corpse,
and the king a pauper.
I attacked Alexander with insults,
and denounced the so-called great souls.
The lowly I have raised on the bridge of praise
to the seventh heaven.
Your learned pandit is my great fool,
your heaven my hell,
your gold my iron,
friend! Your piety my sin.
Where you see yourself as brilliant
I find you a dolt.
Your rise, friend-my decline.
That’s the way our values are mixed up,
Your whole world is a hair to me.
Oh yes, friend, I’m moonstruck through and through-
That’s just the way I am.

I see the blind man as the people’s guide,
the ascetic in his cave a deserter;
those who act in the theater of lies
I see as dark buffoons.
Those who fail I find successful,
and progress only backsliding.
am I squint-eyed,
Or just crazy?
Friend, I’m crazy.
Look at the withered tongues of shameless leaders,
The dance of the whores
At breaking the backbone on the people’s rights.
When the sparrow-headed newsprint spreads its black lies
In a web of falsehood
To challenge Reason-the hero in myself-
My cheeks turn red, friend,
red as molten coal.
When simple people drink dark poison with their ears
Thinking it nectar-
and right before my eyes, friend!-
then every hair on my body stands up stiff
as the Gorgon‘s serpent hair-
every hair on me maddened!
When I see the tiger daring to eat the deer, friend,
or the big fish the little,
then into my rotten bones there comes
the terrible strength of the soul of Dadhichi
and tries to speak, friend,
like the stormy day crashing down from heaven with the lightning.
When man regards a man
as not a man, friend,
then my teeth grind together, all thirty-two,
top and bottom jaws,
like the teeth if Bhimasena.
And then
red with rage my eyeballs rool
round and round, with one sweep
like a lashing flame
taking in this inhuman human world.
My organs leap out of theirs frames-
uproar! Uproar!
my breathing becomes a storm,
my face distorted, my brain on fire, friend!
with a fire like those that burn beneath the sea,
like the fire that devours the forests,
frenzied, friend!
as one who would swallow the wide world raw.
Oh yes, my friend,
the beautiful chakora am I,
destroyer of the ugly,
both tender and cruel,
the bird that steals the heaven’s fire,
child of the tempest,
spew of the insane volcano,
terror incarnate.
Oh yes, friend,
my brain is whirling, whirling-
that’s just the way I am.

Published. 1953.

Written by :- Laxmi Prasad Devkota.
Translated by :- David Rubin

Busy with the exams!

Posted: December 16, 2010 in Articles, My Creations
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Busy with the exams these days…. not exactly reading 36 hours a day but reading none the less and also in no mood to read. Recently had an awful exam of the course I like so much.. and a great one of the one that I hate!

Almost had fight with some class mates and seniors(Verbally) and already having trouble with some others(psychologically)! why cant some people think that being favored by teacher isn’t end of the world and some days later, sooner or later he/she has to come to ground reality… just like the quote says, “ Earth is round my friend and keep in mind, Every dog has its day, if today is yours, mine isn’t very far.”

What’s wrong with the teachers? who do they think they are? hesitate to take lectures as per scheduled… believe me that’s always because they will have some shit causes always for not taking classes and during the end of semester they will always give more than half of the syllabus for your shake to complete before the finals.

Besides, Australia has almost lost the ashes! I don’t think they can fight back and win it. Its hard to believe that in four year’s time Australia has travelled a long distance from a great side(more than legendary that dominated all over the world) to utterly impossible less than average side. May be all Australian fans, like me, has to ask santa to bring our beloved team back. Having Shane warne in place of any other spinner(12th since the great man retired) wont do any further damage, more than that it will provide some marketable stories to the media.

On the other hand Barcelona is playing what we can call Football at its best, and Messi is playing at the form of his life(wonder if he can play any better) and I guess that will be the end of discussion on who is the best player of the planet!