Cashier's Dilemma

Ever wondered: how systematic the world is? How planned and well-crafted the possibilities are? How every morning when you start your day, you gamble with the world? How you make the choice of taking the right decision at the right moment, among countless other options? It's a mystery we won't understand, unless obviously someone's into Yoga and stuff, then I can't say much. Days ago I asked a couple of people to describe them in one word, and the best word a guy had to define him was free. I think of myself as real, like really, the extent to which I've grown to appreciate and love myself, is unbelievable. I know this word isn't as fancy as "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious", but it is something until I find a better word. I love how weirdly fucked up my mind is. I love how I am not afraid to let myself be cognizant of the realities of it. How I constantly cultivate my thoughts and do not expect anything in return. How I respect my views. All of this, without disrespecting others, or belittling them. I respect diversity. I adore differences.

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Distant Mozzarella

dis·tant /ˈdistənt/
Adjective: Far away in space or time.

moz·za·rel·la /ˌmätsəˈrelə/
Noun: A mild, semi-soft white Italian cheese, often used in Italian cooking as a melted topping, esp. on pizzas.

Why distant mozzarella together ? I'm pretty clueless myself, it just came to when I was at a loss for words. Talking of words, did you know

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Shxt Royale

ਪੰਚਕੁਲਾ, ਮੋਹਾਲੀ ਅਤੇਹ ਚੰਡੀਗੜ੍ਹ, ਨਸੀਬਾਂ ਵਾਲੇ ਵਸਦੇ.

That's how I roll in Punjab.
Some Royal Shxt homies, you don't need no math to know it !

Singh ( ਸਿੰਘ )

Palindrome

Gone are the days, when writing random posts used to be easy for me. I could just relax at home thinking about the day spent at college and would blend those thoughts into freakishly transcendental philosophies with real abstract titles. God, how I miss the good old days. This post had to be posted, because it's 29th of February today and I'd love to be happy to re-read this post in 2016. So, for the depths of the unfathomable mysteries of my random inside, this post is awfully random.

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Singh and Springs Wait for None

I don't know what kind of readers I get here, maybe some friends, local googlers, or those who really want to Singh, anyways, it doesn't bother me. This post, apart from being this year's first (Happy New Year though) is also going to be quite whimsical. I'm going to start an ordered list followed by a new sketch and its story =)

1. Punjabi Pride : Dear fellow Punjabis, Jatts, Ramghariyas, and other famous last name holders who like to aggrandize the caste system and strive to be masculine, cocky or rather Pendu, by driving roofless black jeeps (landi jeeps); tying clean, sharp and pointed Patiala shahi Pughs (turbans) or smaller checkered truck driver/ farmer turbans; swearing (Pan****, Maaye) in public or in front of kids or wife or even wife's sister or strange aunties; boozing on

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Paling Paper

I researched a lot, I actually went through a lot of websites and youtube videos, and all I found was, like only 10 or 20 % people said NO to rooting their Androids, well, glad I'm one of them.
So, what is Rooting : A lot of knowledge could be found on internet, but for the starters, it's just like you format your laptop and install OS of your choice, you root your Android. It's actually a bit more complicated than just "installing OS", in rooting you attain special privileges within Android's Linux subsystem and a great feeling of taking the authority.

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Hello Android !

So this is officially Singh's first post from Android 2.2 (Froyo). No more third person now, I'm busy, so my next post could possibly take a week or two to be on here. And it's going to be on rooting Android phones and all those technicalities. You sure will get to know about Singh's/my weird takes on that. Till then keep it Singhing !

can't write Singh in Punjabi here, haven't yet installed Gurmukhi/Punjabi font support on my device, but soon I will (Yay !) (check here)

Singh !

ਓਲ੍ਹਾ ਚੋਲ੍ਹਾ

ਲੋਕੀ ਕਿਹੰਦੇ ਦੁਨਿਯਾ ਬੰਦੇ ਦਾ ਪਾਰਸ਼ਾਵਾਂ ਹੈ
ਰੋਗ ਮਿਟਣ ਤੇ ਖੁਸ਼ ਹੋਣਾ ਤੇ ਰੋਗ ਲਗਣ ਤੇ ਲਬਣਾ ਕੋਈ ਸਹਾਰਾ ਹੈ
ਜਦੋਂ ਸਾਹ ਚੱਲੇ ਰੱਬ ਦਾ ਸ਼ੁਕਰ ਹਜ਼ਾਰਾਂ ਹੈ
ਤੇ ਸਾਹ ਮੁਕਣ ਦਾ ਕਿ ਡਰ, ਲੈ ਕੇ ਤੁਰਨਾ ਨਾਲ ਜੋ ਯਾਦਾਂ ਹੈ
ਓਹਨਾ ਨੇ ਹੀ ਸਮਾਂ ਗੁਜ਼ਾਰ ਦੇਣਾ, ੮੪ ਲਖ ਜੁਨਾਂ ਤਾਂ ਬਸ ਬਹਾਨਾ ਹੈ
ਤਕਦੀਰ ਨੂ ਓ ਯਾਦ ਸੀ, ਓਹਨੇ ਵੇਖੇਯਾ ਆ ਸੁਪਣਾ ਸੁਹਾਣਾ ਸੀ
ਤੁਰੇਆ ਓ ਜਾਂਦਾ, ਊਡਿਯਾ ਓ ਜਾਂਦਾ, ਕਰਦਾ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਨਾਲ ਹਵਾਵਾਂ ਸੀ
ਇਕ ਏਹ੍ਸਾਸ ਹਿਜਰ ਦਾ ਸੀ ਕੋਲ ਓਹਦੇ
ਮੁਹਾਜਿਰ ਸੀ ਓ, ਰੱਬੀ ਬੰਦਿਸ਼ਾਂ ਨੂ ਸਮਝ ਨਾ ਸਕੇਯਾ
ਤੇ ਮੰਦਰਾਂ, ਮਸੀਤਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਮੰਗਦਾ ਓ ਦੁਵਵਾਂ ਸੀ
ਕੈਸੀ ਹੈ ਏ ਦੁਨਿਯਾ, ਕਿਹੋ ਜਹੇ ਖੇਡ ਨੇ ਇਹਦੇ,
ਪਹੇਲੀਆਂ ਬੁਝੌਂਦਾ, ਓ ਫੁਟਕਲਾਂ ਨੂ ਸਹਾਰਦਾ ਸੀ
ਇਕ ਰੋਜ਼ ਬੂਤਪਰਸਤ ਨੂ ਜਾ ਪੁਛੇਯਾ

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Birha Ra

I am not good at writing poems or metaphorizing the simple things and making them vague, but here's something I tried writing, in early 2007, and this sketch I made, goes well with the poem :)

Poem removed due to copyrights fear. 
Singh 2012.

So, that's pretty much all of it.

Now, read it, don't steal it !

Singh (ਸਿੰਘ)

Schizophrenia

Restoring capabilities of a writer's fingers or pen or thoughts, would come as no surprise, were he to destroy the labyrinth of his rapacious mind. I heard some spiritual guru referring to mind as a disease, is it really so ?
I don't often come up with blogs to write, or may be a boy err.. a bird/ a kid/ a Singh/whatever, like me would rather keep the uncooked thoughts in his mind than let the world know about it, I certainly don't despise the technology,

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Psycho Calamity

I wondered, how come Lee dropped my message here ! Only if you are "visitor" enough to know him as my friend. Back in some days, when I had taken a little time off my "bathroom-meditative" classes, I learned a new thing, that all of my previous posts, were "basic/primitive" themselves. There is a lot more to visualize and analyze, I outspoke some little things there, but then again they have been done, need to move on !
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Life in Middle-land

Globalization, basic cause of "Patent" fights between countries. When an Indian "Samosa" gets filled with meat and stuff, its called a non-veg Samosa, great invention of the west. Basmati Rice, traditional/Ayurvedic cures and yoga are some typical Indian trademarks getting mixed in the "markets". Before everything gets jumbled, preventive steps are already being taken, I guess. In this world of "World Wide Web", we are the prey and we are the hunter. Series of generations pass, and whats left, is a dull "tradition". I remember the scene of a kid seeking his father's steps to learn the pray and other divination processes. Father passes on the customs either to secure them or to protect his honor, so the next generation doesnt laugh at the precedents.
This post is going to be the most "random" among all the previous ones. Eating an apple, sitting in the bus, amidst the rain, I thought about the codes of conducts/rules for any institution. Who sets them ? What is there validity ? Why do we need to learn them ?
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Need a Reason

I was thinking about the happy moments in our life. No quotations to be quoted, no "third person" experience to be taken, just our own happy moments. What actually is "Happiness" ?
Thomas Jefferson, in "Life, liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness" defines it saying,
"It is neither wealth nor splendor, but tranquility and occupation, which gives happiness."
But not everyone is lucky enough to think of his own describable definition. We all know this, think about the scene at a local Railway Station, the unstoppable massive crowd, some like 5000 people. How many among them are happy (may be all of them are happy) ? How many of them are getting helped by our regular efforts to improve their lifestyle ?
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Web 2.0 vs My Bed

Who cares about the page elements, CSS, php, scripts, Joomla, and all the random web developing related stuff. Whats the fuss about, the changing face of internet. Users getting their share of contribution in new websites. Facebook, Twitter, Blogs and other social networking sites replacing the identity cards. I remember using older website templates, when we used to edit the "contact me" page, with weird "form-to-email" scripts, easy to get them Googled. I made my first website, when I was 16 years old, that was the time, when I wondered at the ASP scripted guestbooks, I was determined to make one, so I tried all the "poor" tricks like reading the codes of that guestbooks, tried downloading them, and ended up making a third party guestbook to use. If I had to go back in good old times, then I would choose to go in 2004, when I learned HTML, the basic markup language, I would go writing heavy scripts, embedding images, songs/videos, and upload them on some free hosting sites like
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Inside of me

Reaching out for a voice of the "real" person is not that hard. But, I am more interested in finding the "reality". Yes it is true that we listen to our two voices,

1. our internal voice
2. our physical/external voice

 The internal voice could be an "internal monologue" refers to self speaking at a conscious or semi-conscious level, found in the Buddhist perspectives, a phrase saying "Nen nen ju shin ki," which means something like, "Thought following thought.". Or it could be the vibration of the voice box and muscles (pardon my weak Biological knowledge).
The external/physical voice is the voice we produce as a result of vibration of voice box, tongue movements and air variations, that is the sound of "voice" others listen to.
Thus in total, when we hear our self speaking, we actually listen to the combination of these two voices, not the one our friends listen to.
So now, having two voices, how could a person claim to be "one". Should we believe in someone saying, he is the same man, inside and out ? I would say, yes if we can ! Because having two voices doesnt change the character, of course.
In my opinion, everything is relative, relative to us, nature, earth and the God. What we think of our self is completely different from what others think. We live with our self, face the problems together, find the solutions, share the same dreams, help each other keeping the spirit up.
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Ragi - Sikh Gurbani/Kirtan Musician

Lately I found the essence of this line :
“One can realize God through kirtan alone.”
— Swami Sivananda
 and

ਕਲਜੁਗ ਮਹਿ ਕੀਰਤਨੁ ਪਰਧਾਨਾ ॥ ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਜਪੀਐ ਲਾਇ ਧਿਆਨਾ ॥

Kaljug meh kīrṯan parḏẖānā. Gurmukẖ japī­ai lā­ė ḏẖi­ānā.

In this Dark Age of Kali Yuga, the Kirtan of the Lord's Praises are most sublime and exalted. Become Gurmukh, chant and focus your meditation. SGGS p1075

Kirtan is a form of singing, the praise of our sweet lord. Its a practice to feel high, finding our selves above mind, body, desires and the world. This process of being high is considered absolutely true, because the connection of a soul back to its creator is always true. Which is called the backward flow of soul, then what is a "forward flow" ??
I think, the ever growing greed towards this beautiful world is a forward flow. How funny, this forward flow has not been of any "forward" use up till now. Then what is this flow doing ??
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Growing up with brain

What is it, that keeps us busy thinking ? What causes problems and finds the solution ? What tells you that you are always right and what your life is turning into ? What always forces you to analyze and testify yourself ? What makes you try those things, which you would have never tried at all ? What tells you to feel high and cry ? What gives you an adrenaline rush ? What still calls you a loser or winner ? What reminds you of existence/non-existence of God ? Who wants you to understand "you" ? How do you hear your self ? Who supports you ?
Who, What, Which, Why, How ?

This, center of desiderata has a volume of 1130 cubic centimeters, and has been changing our lives since the first living cell, started respiration.
I hate it when my little mind questions the very obvious duties.
Think about it
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