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Sreekanth V K
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A freely walking zen
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protest
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Silence
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The Naked King
Parables are always wonderful. A parable goes like this (for those who did not got an opportunity to hear from a good storyteller, it is your fate to hear it from me, the worst storyteller ever ;) ). Long
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introduce
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Why am I?
I always wonder that why are we fight each other and not accept the others view as their own, similar to our own. Later I have learned from one of the session on psychology at Stanford online materials
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blog
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Symbols, Importance and Perceptions
The disciple was scolding the child for soiling the flag of a shrine. The master came there as she heard some noise. She asked the disciple about the matter. The disciple proudly said that she was scolding
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god
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God's Durbar
Somebody knocked(actually hit) the door. God said, "Yes" Other side answered, "In the name of the god, Mr. X, the dead is here after serving you on Earth. G: Come in. X: Thank you. I wanted
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communism
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Communism (may not Marxism): Evolution of Human
First of all, I am did not read any work by Karl Marx. As I mentioned in my first introduction post, the evolution of human being to the broader person is important. I understand the communism in that
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right
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Doing things rightly and doing right thing
Always the context matters, not the action. There is no right or wrong; it is relative. But then the question arises, if people do everything they like will it be a chaos? Yes, it will if people act
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introduction
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ME - An Introduction
While writing this introduction, I am totally confused about representing me. Many of my beliefs were seems to be obsolete for me now. I am getting more and more clarity day by day about my obsoleteness