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Of cross-connections…

Read the previous part here… “At first he cried because he was sad that he had to abandon his body, one that had grown with him in his many years on earth, one that his parents had fondled when he was a child, and one that he had used during tapasyā to obtain many siddhis…” …

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Of being agile and Kanban…

The Emirates is closed for six days. A long weekend, that is actually a full week of holidays. And so I decided to use this time to relook at our internal work processes, lay the groundwork for the next level of services that we intend to offer, and in general, perform a spring-cleaning of sorts. …

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Crying, and dancing…

Read the previous part here… “So tell me, o King, why did the sanyāsi first weep before entering the young man’s body? And then why did he dance? I am very curious to know the answer…” “Remember, if you know the answer, and don’t tell me the truth, your head will burst into a hundred …

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He is alive, but…

Read the previous part here… “You are the fool, not me, you old idiot! I am no longer your shishyā, and you are no longer my Guru. I am leaving this very instant, go find someone else to stay with you!” He threw the begging bowl and his stick onto the ground, and walked away …

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The guru and the shishya fight…

Read the previous part here… When Devasoma became sixteen years of age, that boy, who had captivated everyone’s hearts with his knowledge, modesty and good qualities, suddenly caught a fever and died. Yajñasoma was shattered, and along with his wife, embraced the dead body of his son, their tears refusing to stop, and both were …

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