Archive for the ‘My Master’ Category

Sri M at Stanford University

Master happened to be at Stanford University during his recent visit of US, in September 2014. He talked about Walk of Hope and Leadership.

Here are videos (courtesy Anuj Pandey on Youtube):




Love is what we are born with!

“Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices and the acceptance of love back into our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on Earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.” 


~ Marianne Williamson

Sri M said…

M said ..

Posted: 08 Aug 2014 06:00 PM PDT


So, friends let us pledge to sow the seeds of love. First in our hearts. For, the change should begin with the individual. After all, society is made up of individual human beings. If each one of us begins with his or her heart Love will sprout and yield the fruits of compassion.

Writing Through Grief

Yes indeed, blogging may bring out those pains thru which one might have gone, even the mothers who have lost their babies. It could heal the wounds in heart. One has to move forward, time passes and time heals too but blogging is sharing pains with which it reduces the intensity. I believe so.

The Blog

Blogs are incredible vehicles for exploring our passions and finding our voices. They can also be powerful tools for healing in the face of trauma; for many of us, the act of writing is a cathartic one.

These brave moms are blogging their way through one of life’s more traumatic losses: the loss of a child. Calling themselves babyloss blogs, they provide insight for those of us who have never experienced this unique pain and support for other parents starting to navigate the same grief — along with hope that life does go on, and happiness is still possible.

C is for Crocodile

2014 BlogHer Voices of the Year winner Timaree started C is for Crocodile to chronicle her pregnancy, never imagining that after three years and five months, she would instead be chronicling her son’s fight with juvenile myelomonocytic leukemia — an incredibly rare form of cancer. She blogged through his treatment…

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Blood Donation Camp

Save a life by donating blood! 

  • Thursday, July 17, 2014

    8:00 PM to 12:00 AM

  • Oud Metha, Next to Indian High School (opp. St Mary’s Church), Dubai (map) 

  • For any questions, concerns, clarifications, feel free to contact Richa on 056 7855 707
  • This Ramadan give someone the gift of life.


    Welfare of Mankind in association with PAN IIM Alumni Welfare group, have pledged to collect a 1000 blood units. They along with DHA have set up a Blood Donation Camp at India Club. They need our support in reaching their goal.

    Ramadan and the summer months are traditionally the worst time of year for donations as those fasting do not donate, while expatriates often travel.
    Thalassaemia patients need fresh blood, maximum one week or five-days-old.
    Children being treated for cancer, premature infants and children having heart surgery need blood and platelets.
    Donations are the only way of obataining blood!

    Show your support and RSVP to the event.



Long Pause!!

I feel sad of being away for whole month. Excuse me for not posting blogs for all these days.

Hoping to be regular again.

With Love

Look out on Life…

Look out on life with Amazement, not Shock!

The variety, the diversity,

the contrasts, the opportunities,

the heroism in the lives of ordinary people,

your friends, your work … are all awesome!


Live in awe, and entertain wonder,

and you will be knocking on the door of true Love.

Don’t paint your days with cynicism or criticism,

and sabotage your life with moaning and complaining.


Open the Inner eyes and choose to see the diverse beauty of life,

meet it with your heart and you will enrich and be enriched!


Good Day and Be Blessed to Feel & Enjoy the Truth of Life!


Courtesy: Mr. Sudhakaran Menon