Category: English

  • On religion

    On religion

    PicsArt_08-13-07.16.20Knowing something about Egypt, a country which is far away and boasts one of the ancient civilizations of this world was always on my mind. Recently, I found an anthology of essays written by an Egyptian author of a best seller, ‘Cairo trilogy’ and a Nobel laureate, Naguib Mahfouz. This Anthology, “The meaning of civilization” comprises essays on culture, religion and politics.

    One quote in particular, “Religion is neither a science nor a branch of knowledge, it is a spiritual teaching whose essence becomes manifest through social intercourse, behaviour and vision.” is from the essay published on 8th June 1974, ‘Religion and school.’ Even though, this essay particularly talks about the way schools in Egypt were engaged in teaching the Holy Quran in the 70s, this sentence resonated with me.

    Drawing a parallel between the religious journeys of Egypt and the Indian sub continent,  both have witnessed multifarious changes in religion and philosophy throughout their respective histories. In the case of the Indian sub continent, there were witnessed the glorious ages of Hinduism during the Vedic era,  the rise of new ways of life in the form of Buddhism and Jainism, the integration of Parsis and sustained Islamic rule. Not to mention the deep impact the Colonial era also had on the religious equation of this country.

    In today’s world, we witness the madness happening around the globe in the name of religion. Religious fanaticism raises its ugly head in every part of the world with various such groups preaching their own brand of extreme religion. Consequently the less fanatic or hardlined individual is clueless as to what his/her religion is all about. We are witnessing a total disconnect from spirituality as we lack a vision as a religious person, religion has now been  reduced to a few rituals. The social intercourse through which religions evolved and provided individuals with the opportunity of a fulfilling and spiritual journey, has now halted. This blind ritual-centric behaviour has turned us away from this journey. 

    I agree with what Mr. Mahfouz is saying, religion is not a subject to be taught at school. It should be handed over to a child from his/her family with proper care and the freedom to be a theologist. One needs to study the religion and their personal relationship with the idea of God. Religion is not something absolute like 2+2 = 4. There is always a study involved, following the interpretation which leads to realisation. I remember the verse from a Marathi abhang by Sant Sohirobanath (18th century saint of Nath Sampraday, from the Sawantwadi area of Southern Konkan, Maharashtra)

    संत संगतीने समज, आणून मनी पुरते उमज,

    अनुभवावीण मान हालवू नको रे।।

    It literally means “first you learn from someone knowledgeable, ponder upon those learnings and don’t accept unless and until you experience the truth behind those thoughts.”

    One should follow these steps to understand and believe in something. Religion is not a thing which you should accept blindly. The attitude, “बाबा वाक्यम् प्रमाणं।” (The words of the elders are the ultimate truth) will lead to a disastrous life. So let all of us start being observant, think about the teachings of our elders, meditate and ponder the meaning with a fine tooth comb and then accept whatever is agreeable to you. Let’s try to make religion a spiritual again.


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  • A negative neon

    A negative neon

    PicsArt_08-29-02.06.38I am reading this very interesting book by an Austrelian – Kashmiri food writer turned author, Sarina kamini – “Spirits in a Spice Jar”. It is her memoir of a journey of rediscovering her roots. It says for Sarina’s Kashmiri family, food is love, love is faith, and faith is family. I reached the point in a book where Sarina is readying herself to once again accept who she is, where her roots are. And she says, 

    “That instead of being known by the sum of all the things that I am, I have become framed by the sum of all the things that I am not. A life scratched in negative neon.”

    These lines hit me hard. In those words, she is explaining her struggle of defining herself with “I am not one of them”. Many a times, in our lives, we tend to define ourselves in exclusionary terms. I am not this, I am not that, We don’t do such things. This generates preconceived bios about the community, race or any social group from which we are excluding ourselves from. It’s ok when we try to exclude ourselves from antisocial elements like thieves, frauds and cons. It won’t create any social strife. 

    However, when we start excluding from our fellow citizens based on particular habit of doing things in a certain way, we saw seeds of descrimination. Even though the criteria of exclusion is as simple and small as use of small amount of sugar / jaggery in savoury dishes. When a child is exposed to such statements very often, it may develop a strong beliefs about that particular point.

    Instead of defining ourselves in terms of “We aren’t like this” or “We don’t do that”, if we start defining in terms of who we are, I believe, we will start developing as an individual as well as society because having a positive identity always helps. It makes you self aware. It creates confidence about talents, good characters and values when we define ourselves based on these things. It is always good to tell “Be like him / her” rather than “Don’t be like him / her.” 

    In the age of social strife and discomfort, this “inclusive identity” will serve as a key to the happy and thriving society. I hardly doubt that there will be anyone who won’t desire for such happy and thriving society. Let’s all start creating this “Inclusive Identity” and wish for happiness…


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  • Making friends with Alexa, again!

    Making friends with Alexa, again!

    alexa2019Everybody wants to be in the top brass of their community! It’s always pride and joy to be at that position. As a blogger, we strive to improve our rankings all the time. Alexa rankings are best amongst all. Yes, It’s that time of year when our Blogchatter community, celebrates our common joy of writing and sharing our feelings and views about various aspects of life and help each other to improve your rankings in the complex web of Alexa ranking systems. Do you blog? If yes, you joined yet? If no, I insist, come join us in this campaign… How? Head to the link here and be a part of this festival of reading and writing.

    For the entire campaign, you just need to write a minimum 8 posts spread over a month and unlike April A to Z, you don’t need to stick to one particular theme. The only thing you religiously have to follow is to complete your daily reading list. Even though you can catch-up on some pending reads, but I would recommend to finish it off on the same day. Otherwise, it will create unnecessary pressure. So, I urge you to join us in this campaign if you haven’t done already. Registration ends on 26th of August.

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    Last year, I achieved a satisfactory ranks with my Marathi poetry. Community support has made its impact and I received amazing feedback on my poems from various fellow bloggers and readers. I did manage to get my rank improved from 2.86M to 1.3M. To tell you frankly, I wasn’t expecting this kind of improvement as most of my content is in Marathi and there are not much of a Marathi reader out there in the community as it is very diverse and thriving cosmopolitan community. But a suggestion from a good friend to upload audio clip of my poetry recitals and giving a brief idea of poem in English has helped me a lot in last year’s campaign.

    The most important thing which I learnt from Alexa campaign is a consistency. If you are not a consistent blogger, you may lose your hard earned ranking vary rapidly. I have lost my rank completely. Alexa says there’s not enough information about Adi’s Journal to rank. So even after the month of September is over, just make sure you don’t cut slacks and get lazy. Don’t lose the focus and stay on track. Alexa will be there by your side.

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    Alexa Rank trend of Adi’s Journal

    This year, I am excited to be on this journey of enriching blogging experience. Hope you all will enjoy my musings and let me know about your views on the same. 

    See you soon on this journey… 


    Currently, Adi’s Journal has no Alexa rank. I am trying my best to improve the rank significantly. Hope I will achieve some success at the end of this journey, and you all will enjoy my writings along the way.

  • Home

    Home is where the heart is
    and my heart is anywhere you are…

    I connect with these lines by Elvis from the moment we sealed our bond of togetherness. I remember it was one of my summer breaks many years ago when I met you for the first time. You were dressed in fresh yellow and had a glowing face. After initial awkward introductory moments, our conversations took hold and grew naturally from topic to topic. By the time we called it a night, the one thing I knew was that it is going to be a lifetime relationship.

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    Some of the books from my book-shelf

    Our conversations never had a dull moment. You are a great storyteller. I always wonder how can you know so many stories from different worlds and times, carrying such a variety of emotions. These years of togetherness have deepened the bond we share and nothing can part us ever. You are always with me, whether piled up by my side smelling bookish or stocked up in my reader on my phone or in my backpack waiting to be picked up by me again in my free time.

    It doesn’t matter if I am traveling and staying in some hotel room or relaxing at my rented place. I always feel at home whenever I read you and enjoy the stories you have to tell.

    Home is where the heart is
    and my heart is anywhere you are…

  • And the journey begins…

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    Image curtsy: internet

    “It seems journey just started even after 55 years of togetherness. Though I couldn’t recollect my exact feelings, as Mrs. Nandini Suhas Naik, I can recollect those li’l eyes, wandering around with all the courage I could muster while putting my very first step through this heavily ornamented heavy wooden door. In those days, with no luxury of smartphones and WhatsApp, we haven’t even spoken with each other. Just some stolen glances when your grandfather came to see me with a marriage proposal. I was hiding behind the cover of the curtain separating hall and passage leading to other rooms of my father’s house.” Nandi Aaji was telling her story to Vishavas, her 27-year-old grandson.

    “My eyes used to get moist every now and then when I was getting accustomed to the traditions of Naik family. Sometimes, I think, if I would have born in this age, would it be different than those years in any way? There are some comforts, some technological advantages to bridge the gap between two houses for a newlywed bride, but I don’t think those advances will be of much help to overcome those teary moments when she misses her home, her father, her mother. You people are fortunate you have all the time to know your partner, but when I became Naik, leaving behind Deshpande part my life, it wasn’t that easy.

    Don’t think I am complaining about it. I am very happy and contained for those happy days which I am sharing with your grandpa. Even though it was not customary to take the newlywed bride for an outing, your grandpa took me out, to Matheran. This trip gave us exactly the same chance we were looking to know each other as a partner for life. Indeed it was the best trip I ever had. It was that trip when I truly find my partner on whom I can rely on, in all of the lows hand highs of our lives. Those 4–5 days were the one which made my moist eyes shine again with confidence. Confidence to have a place in a new home, feeling of being part of my new family.

    That was the moment of ‘And the journey begins…’. Today your Nandi Aaji telling you this, to give some foresight to look out for your own moment of ‘And the journey begins… ’ Wish you very happy life ahead. Now, go hit the bed, tomorrow is the D day. Isn’t it the way you people call your marriage day?”

  • The Joy of Life

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    Photo Curtsy: ethiopiaskate.org

    No matter what your age is, one always seek out for joy. Even in a hell hole like notorious slums of Dharavi in Mumbai, or be it some gun running country in Africa. Today early morning, Medium digest gave me little insights of those Ethiopian kids who took this joy hunt one step further. With no roads, no paved areas around, they started to find their joy in skateboarding. Started with 7 skateboards and 25 boys, they now have grown their skateboarding club with a strong foundation, officially called as Ethiopia Skate.

    Indeed those kids have done a great job finding their bundle of joy in whatever they have with them instead of blaming their destiny. They made the most of the things around them and started living their dream, they turned abandoned buildings in their skating rings, started riding what they got; converting hurdles in the area in make-shift props to perform tricks.

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    Photo Curtsy: Daniel Reiter

    Isn’t that the same thing which we all crave for? Bit of joy in every day, a reason to laugh. But we just keep making excuses for not having something and never try to look in our backpack for small treasures of joy. Many times we even forget about the things which we own; things which used to make us happy in past. Routine for life makes us a slave to money and we simply lose touch with your skills and hobbies.

    I think its time to dig out some old brushes and colors to paint some pleasant strokes on a canvas or bring out an old camera to capture a few amazing moments. If you like music then just sit on a couch and play your old favorite track, lay back and enjoy the tune. Take a break and pamper yourself. Indulge in your favorite drink or a food which you can die for. These are the joys in simple things; real stress busters. I am very sure, everyone wants such simple stress busters of their own. So, find your own joy boosters. Have some fun!!!


    I had published this article on my Medium blog some years ago. September was busy in terms of this blogging journey. However, last 10 days of October was quite busy at work and other stuff as if I am losing the fun in small things. Today, I found about these Ethiopian kids again. They are an inspiration for me. I am sure that you will also find their love for skateboarding inspiring.