Jeevan Quotes

Jeevan found himself thinking about how human the city is, how human everything is. We bemoaned the impersonality of the modern world, but that was a lie, it seemed to him; it had never been impersonal at all. There had always been a massive delicate infrastructure of people, all of them working unnoticed around us, and when people stop going to work, the entire operation grinds to a halt. No one delivers fuel to the gas stations or the airports. Cars are stranded. Airplanes cannot fly. Trucks remain at their points of origin. Food never reaches the cities; grocery stores close. Businesses are locked and then looted. No one comes to work at the power plants or the substations, no one removes fallen trees from electrical lines. Jeevan was standing by the window when the lights went out.

Jeevan was crushed by a sudden certainty that this was it, that this illness Hua was describing was going to be the divide between a before and an after, a line drawn through his life.

The boy turns to his parents and for an instant in the twilight he looks like his namesake, like Jeevan’s brother. He comes to them, the moment already passed, and Jeevan lifts him into his arms to kiss the silk of his hair. Always these memories, barely submerged.

There’s still a world out there,” Jeevan said, “outside this apartment.” “I think there’s just survival out there, Jeevan. I think you should go out there and try to survive.

And here, all momentum left him. He could go no farther. The theater tickets had been intended as a romantic gesture, a let's-do-something-romantic-because-all-we-do-is-fight, and she'd abandoned him there, she'd left him onstage performing CPR on a dead actor and gone home, and now she wanted him to buy milk. Now that he'd stopped walking, Jeevan was cold. His toes were numb. All the magic of the storm had left him, and the happiness he'd felt a moment earlier was fading.

Not quite a room, Jeevan thought now, looking around the stage. It was too transitory, all those doorways and dark spaces between wings, the missing ceiling. It was more like a terminal, he thought, a train station or an airport, everyone passing quickly through.

We're not all evil", the man says. "Neither are we,", Jeevan responds.

Jeevan’s understanding of disaster preparedness was based entirely on action movies, but on the other hand, he’d seen a lot of action movies. He

Why does Papaji tell Jeevan this story? Roop wonders. Whenever Gujri tells Roop a story, se reminds Roop that stories are not told for th telling, but for the teaching.

Jeevan’s understanding of disaster preparedness was based entirely on action movies, but on the other hand, he’d seen a lot of action movies.

It wasn’t only exhaustion, Jeevan realized. Hua was afraid.

a man and a woman in dark uniforms crowding Jeevan aside, the woman so young she could’ve passed as a teenager.

As Jeevan walked on alone he felt himself disappearing into the landscape. He was a small, insignificant thing, drifting down the shore. He had never felt so alive or so sad.

Jeevan was crushed by a sudden certainty that this was it, that this illness Hua was describing was going to be the divide between a before and an after, a line drawn through his life.

You know,” Jeevan had said, “in the movie version of this there’s the apocalypse, and then afterward—” “What makes you think we’ll make it to afterward?” Frank was always so goddamned calm about everything.

If it had been anyone other than Hua, Jeevan wouldn’t have believed it, but he had never known a man with a greater gift for understatement. If Hua said there was an epidemic, then epidemic wasn’t a strong enough word.

One of them shrugged and pulled the blanket down to fit an oxygen mask over Arthur’s face. Jeevan realized this charade must be for Arthur’s family, so they wouldn’t be notified of his death via the evening news. He was moved by the decency of it.

He placed a pinch of snow on his tongue and thought of making snow ice cream with Frank and their mother when they were small boys - 'First you stir in the vanilla' - Frank standing on a stool on his wondrously functional pre-Libya legs, the bullet that would sever his spinal cord still twenty-five years away but already approaching: a woman giving birth to a child who will someday pull the trigger on a gun, a designer sketching the weapon or its precursor, a dictator making a decision that will spark in the fullness of time into the conflagration that Frank will go overseas to cover for Reuters, the pieces of a pattern drifting closer together.

If Hua said there was an epidemic, then epidemic wasn’t a strong enough word. Jeevan was crushed by a sudden certainty that this was it, that this illness Hua was describing was going to be the divide between a before and an after, a line drawn through his life.

Severe illness wasn’t life-altering, it was life-shattering. It felt less like an epiphany—a piercing burst of light, illuminating What Really Matters—and more like someone had just firebombed the path forward. Now I would have to work around it. My brother Jeevan had arrived

delicate infrastructure of people, all of them working unnoticed around us, and when people stop going to work, the entire operation grinds to a halt. No one delivers fuel to the gas stations or the airports. Cars are stranded. Airplanes cannot fly. Trucks remain at their points of origin. Food never reaches the cities; grocery stores close. Businesses are locked and then looted. No one comes to work at the power plants or the substations, no one removes fallen trees from electrical lines. Jeevan was standing by the window when the lights went out.

Sixty dollars later Jeevan was alone outside his brother’s apartment door, the carts lined up down the corridor. Perhaps, he thought, he should have called ahead from the grocery store. It was one a.m. on a Thursday night, the corridor all closed doors and silence. “Jeevan,” Frank said when he came to the door. “An unexpected pleasure.” “I…” Jeevan didn’t know how to explain himself, so he stepped back and gestured weakly at the carts instead of speaking. Frank manoeuvred his wheelchair forward and peered down the hall. “I see you went shopping,” Frank said.

We bemoaned the impersonality of the modern world, but that was a lie, it seemed to him; it had never been impersonal at all. There had always been a massive delicate infrastructure of people, all of them working unnoticed around us, and when people stop going to work, the entire operation grinds to a halt. No one delivers fuel to the gas stations or the airports. Cars are stranded. Airplanes cannot fly. Trucks remain at their points of origin. Food never reaches the cities; grocery stores close. Businesses are locked and then looted. No one comes to work at the power plants or the substations, no one removes fallen trees from electrical lines. Jeevan was standing by the window when the lights went out.

ज्ञानरहित भक्ति ढोंग है, कर्मरहित ज्ञान व्यर्थ है, भक्तिरहित कर्म नीरस होता है और ज्ञानरहित कर्म अँधा होता है। इस प्रकार भक्ति-समन्वित ज्ञानयुक्त निष्काम कर्म ही हमारा आदर्श है।

यह मनुष्य की बहुत ही विचित्र आदत है कि वह भविष्य की ओर देखकर ही जी सकता है और उसके अस्तित्व के सबसे कठोर क्षणों में यही उसकी मुक्ति होती है। वैसे कई बार उसे इस काम के लिए अपने मन को ज़बरन झोंकना भी पड़ता है।

एक मनुष्य से सब कुछ छीना जा सकता है : मानवीय स्वतंत्रता से जुड़ी हर चीज़ छीनी जा सकती है। मगर उससे यह चुनाव करने की क्षमता नहीं छीनी जा सकती कि वह किन्हीं परिस्थितियों का सामना किस रवैये के साथ करेगा और अपने लिए कौन सा मार्ग चुनेगा।

We need you to show Jeevan how to break through firewalls. You don’t have to do any of the breaking; you just need to show him.” “Jeevan knows how to defeat firewalls—he did it all the time at the Graveyard. If he’s not doing it, it’s because he doesn’t want to but he’s afraid to tell the Stork Lord.” “The Stork Lord—is that what the media’s calling him now? “No. It’s my own term of endearment,” Hayden admits. “But if they did start calling him that, I’m sure Starkey would love it. I’ll bet he’d build himself an altar so that the common folk may worship in song and sacrifice. Which reminds me—I’ve been toying with the idea of an appropriate Stork Lord salute. It’s like a heil Hitler thing, but with just the middle finger. Like so.” He demonstrates, and it makes Bam laugh.

जीवन का अर्थ दरअसल इस समय जीवन के लिए हमारे रवैये में एक बुनियादी बदलाव की ज़रूरत थी। हमें स्वयं ही सीखना था। इसके अतिरिक्त उन मायूस व निराश बंदियों को भी सिखाना था कि इससे कोई अंतर नहीं पड़ता कि हम जीवन से क्या अपेक्षा रखते हैं बल्कि देखना तो यह चाहिए कि जीवन हमसे क्या अपेक्षा रखता है। हमें जीवन से उसके अर्थ के बारे में पूछना बंद कर देना चाहिए और स्वयं को ऐसे व्यक्ति के रूप में देखना चाहिए, जिससे जीवन प्रतिदिन-प्रतिघंटे नए-नए सवाल पूछा करता है। हमारे

Authentic awakening has nothing to do with the accumulation of good feelings or with identification with a role, albeit a spiritual one. It’s not about being happy when things are going your way; it’s about being anchored in the light of awareness, come what may. It’s in the darkest moments that we get pulled by the archaic patterns of dysfunctional thinking. Authentic awakening says yes even to the darkness and has the compassion to meet what is truly here without denial or escapism or the attempt to fix it. The light within you, when resolutely recognized in all circumstances, has the capacity to embrace everything. This uncompromising acceptance is, in fact, your true nature. It is nothing less than the unbounded space of consciousness that is here, beneath and beyond the story of who you think you are. To deeply rest here is a new way of being. Whether the river flows gently or turbulently, to rest here means that something obsolete will die and a radically new way of living will be born.

जब तक कमजोरी ताकत न बन जाए, यह घुप्प अँधेरा उजाला न बन जाए, गलत बात हमारी सही न हो जाए, तब तक शिल्प, लक्ष्य और चुनौती परखता रहूँगा दिन-रात।

पूरे वर्ष, सभी क्षेत्रों में, सभी मौसमों में; हम हिंदुओं को लगभग किसी भी चीज और हर चीज की, किसी को भी और सभी की पूजा करने के लिए कारण मिलते हैं; लोगों से देवताओं तक; जानवरों से पौधों तक; ग्रहों से सितारों तक। इसलिए जीवन के छोटे-छोटे आश्चर्यों के साथ हमारा उत्साह हमेशा ऊंचा रहता है, हम लोगों से मिलना और उनका अभिवादन करना पसंद करते हैं, क्योंकि सनातन धर्म में हम मानव होने के हर पहलू का जश्न मनाते हैं। हम मानते हैं कि (भगवान) हर कण में हैं और ऊँ (ओ3म्) ब्रह्मांड के हर एक परमाणु (atOM) में है। Poore varsh, sabhee kshetron mein, sabhee mausamon mein; ham hinduon ko lagabhag kisee bhee cheej aur har cheej kee, kisee ko bhee aur sabhee kee pooja karane ke lie kaaran milate hain; logon se devataon tak; jaanavaron se paudhon tak; grahon se sitaaron tak. isalie jeevan ke chhote-chhote aashcharyon ke saath hamaara utsaah hamesha ooncha rahata hai, ham logon se milana aur unaka abhivaadan karana pasand karate hain, kyonki sanaatan dharm mein ham maanav hone ke har pahaloo ka jashn manaate hain. ham maanate hain ki bhagavaan (bhagavaan) har kan mein hain aur om brahmaand ke har ek paramaanu mein hai.

दूसरी बात, चाहे कुछ भी हो जाए, हर परिस्थिति में कोई न कोई सकारात्मक बात देखना सीखें।

...Jeevan found himself thinking about how human the city is, how human everything is. We bemoaned the impersonality of the modern world, but that was a lie, it seeed to him; it had never been impersonal at all. There had always been a massive delicate infrastructure of person, all of them working unnoticed around us, and when people stop going to work, the entire operation grinds to a halt.

इस अभिलेख को अपने फोन में रखा जा सकता है और अपने काम पर जाते समय रास्ते में लिखा जा सकता है, या अगर आप इसे अपनी डायरी में लिखना चाहें तो एकांत में बैठकर भी लिख सकते हैं। यह एक सरल अभ्यास है, जिसके लिए दिन भर में से लगभग 10 मिनट की ज़रूरत होगी; इसके लिए कोई कठिन नियम भी नहीं है। इस काम को सुबह करना लाभदायक रहेगा, क्योंकि कृतज्ञता से दिन की शुरुआत आपको पूरे दिन भर के लिए सकारात्मकता की भावना से भर देगी।

जीवन में क्या करना है, इसका निर्धारण उसी तरह से होता है, जैसे हम किसी मॉल में शॉपिंग करते हैं। सेल्स असिस्टेंट हमें सभी उपलब्ध उत्पाद दिखलाता है, उनके गुण और कमियाँ बताता है, लेकिन अंत में चयन करना तो हमारा ही काम होता है। इसलिए अंतिम निर्णय हमारा ही दायित्व है।

हमें सबसे कमज़ोर स्थितियों में भी सकारात्मकता खोजनी चाहिए और कृतज्ञता के सिद्धांत के साथ जीवनयापन करना चाहिए।

हमारे अंदर का दृढ़ विश्वास तथा हमारे अंदर के विचार हैं, जो हमारे कार्यों को प्रभावित करते हैं।

उनके मन में शुद्ध विचारों की संकल्पनाएँ उभरने लगीं।

चिराग अलग-अलग हैं, पर नूर तो एक है

हम जब दूसरे से ज्यादा शक्ति हासिल कर लेते हैं तो सोचते हैं कि उन्नति के शिखर पर पहुँच गए हैं। मेरे विचार में, हमें ऐसे समय में ही पीछे मुड़कर देखना चाहिए और हमें पता होना चाहिए कि किन व्यक्तियों के कठिन परिश्रम तथा बलिदान से हमने अपने किले बनाए हैं।

फूलों को देखो, कैसे सद्भाव से दूसरों को अपनी खुशबू एवं शहद देते हैं! वे अपना स्नेह सभी में बिना किसी भेदभाव के बाँटते हैं। जब उनका कार्य समाप्त हो जाता है, वे शांत भाव से गिर जाते हैं। हमें एक फूल की तरह अपना जीवन जीना चाहिए तथा बिना अहंकार के अपने गुण सभी को बाँटने चाहिए।

सकारात्मक होने का यह अर्थ नहीं है कि हम नकारात्मकता को नज़रअंदाज़ करें। हमें रचनात्मक तरीके से सकारात्मकता पर नज़र रखते हुए, नकारात्मकता से निपटना चाहिए। दाँत में कुछ फँस जाने पर जैसे हमारी जीभ उसके पीछे पड़ जाती है, हमारे मस्तिष्क में भी एक निर्धारित स्थापना है कि वह नकारात्मकता का पीछा करता है। कृतज्ञता जीवन की वह स्थिति है, जो हमें सकारात्मकता को देखना सिखाती है। यह इस अनुभूति के माध्यम से हम तक आती है कि संसार में अच्छाई है, उसमें से कुछ अच्छी चीजें हमारे साथ हैं और वे अच्छी चीज़ें बाहरी सत्य से आ रही हैं। चेतना की वह अवस्था हमें सकारात्मकता से जोड़ देती है।

Jeevan Aas provides a comprehensive recovery program to get rid of addiction, helps the addicted individual to fight against the addiction. The centre is the best Nasha Mukti Kendra in Himachal also helps to deal with the problems and difficulties caused by it. Jeevan Aas has a great team of experts who are well experienced to serve the best quality service and completely understands the feeling and situations of the addicts, takes the utmost care of patients.

No book can be judged without reading it in totality.

कलाकार हूँ, और कला भी लेखिका हूँ, और लेख भी कवि हूँ, और कविता भी सफर हूँ, और मंज़िल भी जीवन हूँ, और मृत्यु भी औरत हूँ जनाब, अगर गलती हूँ, तो यथार्थ भी। - ऋधि (Ridhi)

मुझे यह एहसास हुआ कि यह ब्रम्हाण्ड वास्तव में अपना एक विशेष अर्थ रखता है! मैं अंतत: समझ गई - मैं जानती हूँ कि मुझे कैंसर क्यों हुआ! हालाँकि मैं उन क्षणों को लेकर इतने विस्मय में थी कि खुद को एकाग्र नहीं पा रही थी, लेकिन जल्द ही मैंने पूरी स्पष्टता के साथ इसे महसूस किया। मेरी समझ में यह तथ्य भी आसानी से आ गया कि मैंने इस जीवन में प्रवेश क्यों किया था - अब मैं अपने सच्चे उद्देश्य को जानती थी।

Look, Jeevan, first go and find a job, a respectable one, and then come back for Chaya,” he said. “If you continue here, it will not be safe. Not only for you but also for your family. For your sisters.

One hundred thousand people will be initiated to live as Jeevan Muktas – liberated beings experiencing ‘living enlightenment

A remorseful Atal, after losing the Lok Sabha elections held after the assassination of Indira Gandhi, said in Gwalior (from where he had contested) that he wanted to clear any misgivings: ‘As a student of class X, I had written “Hindu Tan Man, Hindu Jeevan, Rag Rag Hindu Mera Parichay.” People say that Atal, who had written the poem, is not the same who does politics. There is no truth in it. I am Hindu. How can I forget that? However, my Hindutva is not constricted, it is not narrow.

ही मिलती है। यह श्रेष्ठता तभी मिल सकती है जब आप इसके

Jeevan ek nadiya ki dhara si he Jaane kitne ghaat se ho kar aage badhta chala jata he Par kabhi ek ghaat pe na rukta he Na kisi ghaat pe kabhi laut ta he Bas aage badhta chala jata he

मेरे लंबे राजनीतिक जीवन में ऐसे कई उदाहरण हैं, जब मुझे सरकार द्वारा लगाए गए अभियोजन का सामना करना पड़ा। कुछ अवसरों पर, उदाहरण के लिए बंगलौर उच्च न्यायालय में आपातकाल की शुरुआत के समय, मुझे अपने केस में स्वयं बहस करनी पड़ी।

आत्मानुभूति के प्रयत्नों में जिन सामाजिक व्यवस्थाओं एवं पद्धतियों की राष्ट्र अपनी सहायता के लिए सृष्टि करता है, अथवा जिन रीति-रिवाजों में उसकी आत्मा की अभिव्यक्ति होती है वे ही यदि कालावपात से मार्ग में बाधक होकर उसके ऊपर भार रूप हो जाएँ तो उनसे मुक्ति पाना भी प्रत्येक राष्ट्र के लिए आवश्यक है।

जीवन में एक सातत्य, एक संकल्प जो चूना है करने के लिए उसे करते रहने का धीरज, प्रतीक्षा सहिष्णुता! आज ही फल तो नहीं आ जाएगा। बीज बोए हैं तो वक्त लगेगा प्रतीक्षा करनी पड़ेगी, मौसम आएगा ठीक अनुकूल तब बीज अंकुरित होंगे, फिर वृक्ष बड़े होंगे, वर्षों लगेंगे तब कहीं फल होंगे - प्रतीक्षा करनी होगी।

अभी तो ऐसा है कि बहुत खंड हैं, कुछ कहते कुछ सोचते, कुछ करते, कल कुछ करते, परसों कुछ करने लगते। इधर एक मकान उठाना शुरू किया, फिर आधा छोड़ दिया, फिर दूसरा मकान बनाने लगे। इधर एक कुआं खोदा दो हाथ फिर छोड़ दिया फिर दूसरा कुआं खोदने लगे। ऐसे करते तो तुम बहुत हो लेकिन फल हाथ नहीं आता। फल आने के लिए सातत्य चाहिए।

संन्यास का अर्थ है जीवन को एक काम की भांति नहीं वरन् एक खेल की भांति जीना। जीवन नाटक से ज्यादा न रह जाए कि चिंता को जन्म दे सके। दुःख हो या सुख, पीड़ा हो संताप हो, जन्म हो या मृत्यु संन्यास का अर्थ है इतनी समता में जीना (हर स्थिति में) कि भीतर कोई चोट न पहुंचे।

On silent afternoons in his brother's apartment, Jeevan found himself thinking about how human the city is, how human everything is. We bemoaned the impersonality of the modern world, but that was a lie, it seemed to him; it had never been impersonal at all. There had always been a massive delicate infrastructure of people, all of them working unnoticed around us, and when people stop going to work, the entire operation grinds to a halt.

It was becoming more difficult to hold on to himself. He tried to keep up a litany of biographical facts as he walked, trying to anchor himself to this life, to this earth. My name is Jeevan Chaudhary. I was a photographer and then I was going to be a paramedic. My parents were George of Ottawa and Amelia of Hyderabad. I was born in the Toronto suburbs. I had a house on Winchester Street. But these thoughts broke apart in his head and were replaced by strange fragments: This is my soul and the world unwinding, this is my heart in the still winter air. Finally whispering the same two words over and over: "Keep walking, Keep walking, Keep walking." He looked up and met the eyes of an owl, watching him from a snow-laden branch.