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Conversations in a Dream

Never stand and drink water, eat food or smoke. 

Some one very important from the other world entered in my psychic system last night. The beautiful aspect of it all was that i behaved as well as I should have in real life, with utmost respect. 

As I had to go up to his room using a lift, I pressed one bell, but it turned out to be of somebody’s home. A lady came, like a tortoise she put her neck out of the door and kept looking for a long time in the other direction. Finally when she found me as she turned her neck slowly like a mechanical toy, her eyes started blinking faster than our heartbeats. But what i found amusing was, in her eyes she had put enormous amount of kajal, the same one that my mother puts in my eyes every night. I knew it because it was leaving a smell of mustard.

There’s a lot to be said for tradition, for stability and for the foundation that the status quo gives us to move forward. But, if we were in the night sitting to analyze our day, our processes and our assumptions, how many things we think we do simply because we are in the habit? It’s impossible to try every option, to explore every alternative and examine how every other culture or every second competitor does things, but. If we don’t even know we’re doing things by rote, by repetition, by memory; then when will we be restless enough to try to make them better?

Manu di

I landed from the dark sky to a place where after filming; some random crew was sitting and eating, inside an old, broken, ruined palace. Out of so many, there were three men who were looking towards the sky, in the night at the constellations which were magically becoming and leaving, like it happens in a planetorium. It was so close that one could go up on the roof and take out a few stars and make an unknown constellation anew. 

On a mountain pass a car trudging up had three nuts each in all its tires. 

But when somebody did go up to try touching one giant star it started to gobble him slowly. It was at this moment when the noise of so many drums, beating, people singing without rhythm like a hoolaa-baloo reached us. Everything vanished. And I found myself in Nath Nagri, abode of Shiva, in Uttar Pradesh, which in 1966 got famous for an earring that fell in bazaar of Bareilly.


It was quiet late in the night already but I could see people walking, far away from each other, looking straight like zombies. No one had masks. And no one apart from the dancing, drum beating crowd seemed to have any company. Even around that time of the night things weren’t looking normal, unlike the noisy quietness of the night, hustle bustle of the yesteryears market. There were some foreigners who were at the forefront of the dancing troupe and wore almost nothing, and had seemingly taken bath with milk. Slowly everyone started to gather at the backside of a truck. Soon all the noise and madness turned into a secretive silence of an early morning misery, the worst of all kinds. 

Are you Narayan?
Yes

Do you think this body, mind that you have is yours? 
Of course, Yes. 

So, you mean that you can control your blinking? 
umm. No.

hmm… 

Can you control your breath? 
Oh dear, No. 

Your organs, growing of your hair, nails?
No. 

Well, you see when almost nothing in your body works as per you, then can you even call them yours. In reality if you only understand one language, and if it is English just remember telling yourself from time to time; I am not this body, and I am not this mind. This will do you good.

Logically, somebody who never puts an effort into anything should be the master of effortlessness. But no, it is not so. If you want to know effortlessness, you need to know effort. When you reach the peak of effort, you become effortless. Only a person who knows what it is to work understands rest. Paradoxically, those who are always resting know no rest; they can only sink into dullness and lethargy. But this must not be the way life should go. 

Merry Christmas to everyone and in India, together we also celebrate the birth of “Bhagawad Gita” today, as it happened in the battleground of Kurukshetra approximately 5087 years ago; calculated through the descriptions of constellations present then, over Haryana, in India.

Arjuna killing Jayadratha
A temple in present day Krukshetra
some constellation proofs of Mahabharata dating back to 3067 BCE by Sri Manish Pandit

And even as 2020 was a terrible year for too many people, some people are still able to trust. To trust in others, to trust in possibility and to trust in themselves.

There are still many problems to be solved.

There are many families, many people to help, to serve them in these times. And thus a chance, one opportunity is to make things better.

Next week is going to be one such moment.
Wishes to all.

by

Hi, I am Narayan Kaudinya. And i welcome you on this journey, the Road to Nara ! I am an Ethnographer and a practicing Indologist. I did my masters in History and further learnt Sanskrit, Yoga and Nerve-therapy. At 24, pushing most academic sounding, office sitting works away, i felt compelled to know and understand the world and my country, Bharat/India. I travelled, and as it happened i took up teaching in Kashmir and further up in the remote villages of Baltistan in the foothills of Karakoram Ranges. For around three years and many states later there came a time when i felt that it was only while teaching i learnt how to laugh, to see, feel, breathe, love and cry -with children, and mostly resource-less parents in the harshest-freezing border conditions. I write, and work as a documentary photographer and Filmmaker, with numerous published, exhibited and some awarded stories. In my travels and life i have let nature lead me, the divine mother, and as a Yogin, my resolve here is to share my experiences and thoughts as honestly, and through them to blossom in everyone the power and possibility in pursuing your breath, that you seek your true nature with courage and curiosity. Here, on this road i will share my spirit, my love for nature, the elements of life that are us. And in doing so, i'll be happy to see you along.

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  1. Hello,
    What I like about you is your great sensitivity, your uniqueness and all that you express that is most positive and generous of what humanity should be.
    I tell you again your blog is a gift, you are precious.
    I wish you a very merry Christmas but also a very happy birthday of the Bhagawad Gita, what a monumental and sacred work …
    See you soon.
    Thanks for being there for us…
    peace on you🕊🦚🌹
    Corinne

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    • I am slowly getting enticed with the way you are seeing, Corinne. Me being precious is overwhelming really 🙂 but you have been like the rays of sun, reflecting through moon. It feels only better because i found your words, your being through my dearest Joanna, and it makes me happy and makes me feel closer like someone knitting wool.
      Thank you so much, i feel all the warmth, dear Corinne.
      Thank you, Narayan

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  2. My Dear Narayan, you have again written something original, and special, in combining a fantasy of a dream with a profound observation and message of goodwill, and also you made the connection we humans have with the Universe, our motherland. The striking observation about needing to know what effort is to understand the true meaning of effortlessness, we often use casually in describing something being done and is important to remember, but you have set together with the plethora of other interesting points, effortlessly into a cohesive story, perfect for Christmas and the celebrations of Bhagawad Gita, and the universal fascination with the immortal beauty of the stars and constellations, rooted in all world’s religions. Unforgettable.
    Merry Christmas and Happy Aniversary Bhagawad Gita.
    With love,
    Joanna

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    • Thank you my loveliest Joanna, some posts as you can also see come to me as experiments and practise of working through them as i keep scribbling here and there all the time, but it gets all interesting the moment i focus and see with curiosity of what might come out when sentences start becoming together.
      You know we all learn daily, i see my my mother, who kept showing photographs of children who were sending on her the images of and sound bytes praying to a plan Tulsi, as it also was a Tulsi praying day; that i get to see, know so much there is in our world filled with all kinds of dimensions.
      You know how happy and blessed i am to have you, having all these conversations here and else wise.
      Hope home is getting tuned to the leaving yet less and coming one all the more.

      My love and wishes to you
      Narayan x

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  3. Kirti Rati says

    This is beautiful Narayan. So many things going in the background coming together ending with something profound. Strangely which has been consistent with all your posts. Feels important. Thank you.

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  4. If i may ask, why did you start your post with this line? Is it related to rest of the post that follows? Never stand and drink water, eat food or smoke. 

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  5. World of dreams…the inner circle of sub conscious mind… leading to total unconscious mind…. brewing images which we never knew existed. Reading about your dream took me flashes back to my school library and someone mentioning Gustavus Hindmen Miller…strange things…
    What a unique conversation only to conclude…Sub moh hai..
    Such beautifully you’ve woven 3 different themes together with one soul❤️

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    • 🙂 yes, some images Richa, which we might never come across, see with open eyes, come to us from back door- quietly without telling anyone, enter and might try to say, disrupt or add something, that we have leave on our intuition and time to work upon.

      Thanks for this name ‘Gustavus’ dear, its intriguing to know how your frequencies must have connected things.

      Thank you so much, as always Richa. Feel always happy and comforted as you might know why 🙂

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      • What’s more strange is i ended up picking up the same book few years later at one of the oldest book shop…strange things sometimes just happen….
        It’s always a pleasure hearing from you Narayan and your positive words and vibes❤️

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      • Looking forward to something on grill and angeethi… let’s see if the weather smiles.
        Looking forward to your version and the one with lenses 🙂❤️

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    • Welcome Yuvi, lovely to have you and your uplifting words.

      Well you being an artist helps, probably 🙂
      Hope you are well and waiting for the new year.
      Nara x

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  6. Such beautiful photographs and illustrations. I wonder if we over complicate life? It could all be so very simple if we obeyed a few rules of decency and made sure there were no poor in the world.

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    • Dear Brenda, it could be my failure probably to be seen or felt as this complex may be 🙂 will try taking care of it.

      But it is Lovely to have you, your words here. Welcome. and Thank you so much.

      Nara x

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  7. Again you have written a profound post. Thank you Narayan for your beautiful writing and I truly hope this year has started in a peaceful way for you.

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    • You are very kind you are dearest Miriam. It has. Its cold in northern India, and so much happening, vibrating in the air with vaccine and everything but life’s getting back. Slowly.

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    • And thank you again for this, i hope this year brings lots of travels around Australia. its a fascinating country to travel, i wish as much to travel there.

      Thank you again Miriam
      Nara x

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  8. Such effortless in life you describe reminds me that the mediative state I seek produces an absence of thought.

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