Death is theraputic.It seems through 'Death' Rajesh Khanna could reclaim the fabled stature he lost long back - something that made people bury legendary professional hatred, estranged acquintances return...and a nation cry. 

I've always been more fond of the ladies he danced with than him...specially Mumtaz. Ransacked papers for some byte from Tina Munim (his cure during mid-life-crisis) but didn't find.

Enlightenment happens on Treadmill - on a surreal aimless walk when the endless stock of music shuts you out of the noisy without...you keep on treading an unending path yet stay stationary, anchored...that's what enlightenment is...funny!

The vision of 'the woman' varies irreconcilably across men (being a masculine thought I suppose and I don't mind being wrong)...took a closer look at Billy Joel's lyrics of '...she's always a woman to me' or Holmes' unusually unflinching deference for Irene Adler ('To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman') and surprisingly found them to be hardly different. One always looks for matching unlikeness. Interesting! It is always wise to keep 'the woman' and 'the beloved' apart...is it?

Meditation is a journey within. Wonder how does it help when done in a crowd. Is it a meditation fair where all can put up stalls? Or is it all about saying that 'hey, I can do it alone and with some thousand others too'? What a funny feat! 'Cos when you are within, you become your sole company and that's what meditation essentially aims at - aligning one with 'oneself'. 

Can we think of a world without excesses...emotional, material or physical? Is not Beauty a creation of physical excess, is not Art a fallout of creative excess, is not love the prettiest manifestation of emotional excess? 

People desire a taut frame and magazines abound with tricks on shedding that aesthetic flab. Centres are erected to prune curves...and ground fantasies perforce!
What a pity! Doesn't it render the world flat, flabless, unvarying, dull? Conceive of a world where people only execute and don't dream - as dreaming is a luxury, excessive, prohibitive pattern.