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Friday, August 13, 2010

Who is Hypatia???

Hypatia – This name would be a strange one for many of you. I just came to know about this name only yesterday while going through a much anticipated book, “Francis Ittycora”. I have only finished reading just half of the Novel and by now I am happy that I have got my moneys worth. And what makes me to write this blog is not the mystery that surrounds the central character, Francis Ittycora, but the knowledge about a lady who lived in Alexandria some time back. It’s her name Hypatia (pronounced as Haipeshia). Hypatia was born in the latter half of the 4th Century CE and was died (should say murdered) in some day of the March, 415 CE.
What is so much in it to spend my precious time for an unknown lady who lived and died in periods we are not much aware of? Anyway the answer is simple for me to be interested in it just because the fact that she was killed by an angry Christian mob led by a person known as Peter. So then I have the right to be interested…Isn’t it…???
Ok. I will just try to tell the story without much boredom. If I fail in my mission please forgive me.
Alexandria (in Egypt) – once very much like our Thakshashila and Nalanda – was the hub of Knowledge, Research and Studies of that part of the world. One such institution was ‘Museum of Alexandria’, which was headed by an exceptional genius, Theon. Hypatia was his daughter and and so much of conviction she became the Teacher of the same institute, giving lectures on Neo-Platonism to her students mostly from the Christian community and also from other communities.
Cyril, the then Christian Bishop of that region was not so much impressed with Hypatia’s lectures as she was a pure ardent of Knowledge especially in Maths. She was astonished by the mathematical proportions which were evident every where in this nature such as the Divine proportions. And she also was blessed with the same Divine Proportion. No doubt that the Christian Heads were wobbling as she was passing on the wisdom, the Science, the natural facts to her students. And the second factor for Vatican to worry about her is simply because the fact the she was a woman. Christian heads were very much concentrating in eradicating the women priests who did the religious rituals inmost of the European and American villages before the arrival of Christian Missionaries. She was free in her thoughts and her philosophy was to enjoy life. On the course of enjoying her life she came to meet Orestes the Governor of Alexandria who was appointed by the Roman Empire. Even Orestes had problems with Cyril as Orestes opposed Cyril’s ideas of throwing away Jews from the town. When both Orestes and Hypatia decided to marry, that rang alarm bells to the Christian Officials. They decided to wipe her off. While travelling on her chariot, she was stopped by the early said “angry mob” and according to accounts from that time, stripped her, killed her, stripped her flesh from her bones, scattered her body parts through the streets, and burned the remaining parts of her body along with her much loved Museum of Aleaxandraia.
Her students fled to Athens where they spread her thoughts and carried over her name and fame and her willpower to stand against the powerful force of this palnet – The Church In the novel “Francis Ittycora” Hypatia’s life is sketched in a very lively manner. Even Ittycora is passionate about the lifelines of Hypatia. Hypatia is just a single example of what the church had done in the past not so much doing in the present, who are supposed to be the prophets of peace. It is better to keep away from churches than accepting a share of the blood shed by them in the past.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

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Friday, March 5, 2010

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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The name is Sachin Tendulkar



"The name is Sachin Tendulkar".

This small sentence will be having a bigger meaning from now onwards. Today is February 24th 2010, a day which will be scribbled in the books of history or rather a day which will be cherished in the hearts of millions. Today is the day each Indian would be proud to be lived. Today is the day when the Maestro of Indian Cricket (from Now onwards World Cricket ) walked on to a podium where no one has ever been. And a place where he is likely to be alone. Today is the day he came to bat on and to score 200 simple runs and remained there undefeated at the end of the day. Each and every moment he was there at the crease - well, he was there for the entire time - it was a treat to the eyes, a poem to the souls and a treasure to the memories.

Many would say that the invention of capsule format of cricket, batsmen friendly rules, flat tracks that makes scoring runs as easy as blogging etc. etc. has had an influence on Sachin's batting. As a matter of fact all these had contributed to Sachin's Innings, no one can take anything from him. I remember that day when the Indian bowlers were sent all parts of the ground by a left handed batsman named Sayed Anwar. But I didn't knew that this day was waiting in the ranks. Today Sachin has surpassed Sayed Anwar's record with ease and posted another record on to his name. Ravi Shastri very correctly said that this record comes from none other than the super man of India.

What again to say of this great man?. Many have penned about him. Many have said about him. All were greats. Is there anything left to say about him?. Nothing. But I would just like to look behind and re live some of his markings in the history. The day when he made Mcgrath so in significant in Sharja, the test series where he gave night mares to Sane Warne, the test against Pakisthan where he fell short of taking India to victory, when he failed to score of Henry Olonga and he returned in the next match just to punish him, the match where he scored a sixer of Shoib Akthar over Third man, the century he made against Kenya in the World Cup just after his father's death and just in the recent past the match against Australia to score 175. These are just a few in his career span of over two decades. I now remember an email, which I received in which there was a huge list of Sachin's records. I couldn't finish reading it in a stretch. I really suggest the creator of that mail to gather the records that Sachin do not posses in batting. I reckon he wont have to work hard.

We all, as Indians, would garb this opportunity to salute you for your elite performance that makes all of us proud of. It is not just the cricket your are serving but it is as a citizen of India, you are doing a great service to this nation. We wont forget the words you told at the post-match presentation, "I dedicate this achievement to all the Indians who stood behind me through out my career". You are such a big binding force. Perhaps the greatest of such a kind of person who unites all those who live in India and believes that they are Maharashtrians, Malayalees, Bengalles, Punjabees and so on to stand together under a single tri-colour flag. You have thrown us a ray of light into our very narrow mind that being Indian is first and then let the other names follow. You have shown the world that how a man can achieve even at the age of nothing much is expected in the field of cricket. You have shown the world how to be humble at the heights of achievements. And in such a way you have shown us how great it would be to a Human at the very first.
I simply feel very lucky to live in the era of the great Sachin Tendulkar. I know it would be the same for many many more others. I feel sorry for myself for being critical at Sachin in his days of poor form. I know that after this day there wont be any more questions to him form any corner about his retirement. The world would have had its jaws dropped after hearing him say that he would like to get another 50 overs to bat to put his fitness to test. All doubts have vanished. All thoughts of Sachin retiring from cricket is no more there. All eyes are eager to see him again and again in those 22 yards. All words would not be enough to praise him. No pen would be strong enough to picture him. All Indians would love to see him as Indian. Whole of the world would love to see him as a cricketer all through his life.

Just one more thing to add...."We all love you Sachin".

___________davidprathyusham.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Facts, Fiction and Opus Dei

Facts Fiction and Opus-Dei:

Have you heard of a religious command that asks its followers to seek permission from their religious heads before reading any books????.........


EXCUSE ME...................

Yeah...........BOOKS; even if it is a book for the purpose of a University Course.


First of all something about Opus Dei.

Opus Dei is an organization founded in Spain in 1928 by Josemaria Escriva de Balaguer. The stated aim of Opus Dei is to "spread throughout society a profound awareness of the universal call to holiness and apostolate through one's professional work carried out with freedom and personal responsibility." (Encyclopedia of Associations)

Opus Dei is made up of lay members and priests; Opus Dei laity continue to work in the secular world, but remain under the strict spiritual direction of Opus Dei. All Opus Dei members follow "the plan of life," made up of spiritual practices such as daily Mass, rosary, spiritual reading, and mental prayer, as well as Opus Dei prayers and customs.


Read it from www.odan.org

Opus Dei controls the information that members of the organization have access to. For example, members must ask permission of their spiritual directors before reading any book, even if it is required reading for a university course. The director checks the title against a list which is usually kept under lock and key in the Director's office.

This list is based on one that was used by the Roman Catholic Church until 1948 (see link below for the 276-page list). Though the Catholic Church has abolished the list, Opus Dei still uses it and has added even more books to it.


Some of the authors on the original list include Victor Hugo, Immanuel Kant, Honoré de Balzac, John Locke, Rousseau, Voltaire and Emile Zola.

Yes.... you are not supposed to read the works of Hugo, Rousseau and Voltaire........!!!!!!

Some of the Questionable Practices of Opus Dei......


Corporal Mortification in Opus Dei

Corporal mortification is regularly practiced in Opus Dei. It is perhaps one of the most startling aspects of Opus Dei life for people outside the group. Many of the practices of corporal mortification were at one time more regularly practiced within the Church; however, due to modern psychology and thinking, the practices which inflict pain are sometimes considered to be counterproductive to one's spiritual development, as they can easily lead to pride and an unhealthy attitude toward one's body.


Different Ways for corporal Mortification:

# Cilice: a spiked chain worn around the upper thigh for two hours each day, except for Church feast days, Sundays, and certain times of the year. This is perhaps the most shocking of the corporal mortification, and generally Opus Dei members are extremely hesitant to admit that they use them. It is a painful mortification which leaves small prick holes in the flesh, and makes the Opus Dei members tentative about wearing swim suits wherever non-Opus Dei members may be.


Discipline : a cord-like whip which resembles macrame, used on the buttocks or back once a week. Opus Dei members must ask permission to use it more often, which many do. The story is often told in Opus Dei that the Founder was so zealous in using the discipline, he splattered the bathroom walls with streaks of blood.


# Cold Showers : Most numeraries take cold showers every day and offer it up for the intentions of the current Prelate.

# Meals : Numeraries generally practice one small corporal mortification at every meal, such as drinking coffee without milk or sugar, not buttering one's toast, skipping dessert, not taking seconds, etc. For the most part, eating between meals is not practiced. Opus Dei members fast on the Church's prescribed days for fasting, but otherwise must ask for permission to fast on their own.

# The Heroic Minute : Numeraries are encouraged to jump out of bed and kiss the floor as soon as the door is knocked in the morning. As they kiss, they say "Serviam," Latin for "I will serve."

# Silences : Each night after making an examination of conscience, numeraries do not speak to one another until after Holy Mass the following morning. (They do not say "Good morning" to anyone as they are getting ready.) In the afternoons, they try to avoid speaking until dinnertime. On Sundays, numeraries generally do not listen to music, especially in the afternoons.

...................Its interesting to see all these sort of practices and beliefs still exists.....the church has already dropped many of these pre-adamic rituals, but still continues to practice the simulation of eating and drinking human flesh and blood...........Cannibalistic....!!!

- davidprathyusham

Sunday, February 7, 2010

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