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Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Vishu Greetings and an Inspirational Story
Happy Vishu to all my
friends and your loved ones!
For those of you who are
feeling down in the dumps due to the ‘uncertain’ times we’re going
through…here’s a little inspiration on this blessed day.
Someone once said that in the
jungles of Africa when a lion wakes up he knows that he will have to run faster
than the fastest deer to satiate his hunger. In the same jungle when a deer
wakes up it knows that it has to outrun the fastest lion to remain alive!
The moral of the story according to me is: Life is full of
uncertainties. Don’t waste your time suffering from a paralyses of analyses of
what’s happening around you. Instead concentrate on developing an amazing mind
and body.
And
whether you wake up every morning as a lion or a deer, start running before
someone steals your thunder away from you!
Thursday, March 19, 2020
The Sledgehammer's Edge
The
Sledgehammer’s Edge is a moving story about how one can use the several Powers
of the Universe to successfully achieve every dream in one’s life and create
amazing masterpieces for the world to enjoy.
It is because we
think, we exist and not the other way around. The very content of our thoughts
dictate the standards of our existence. We have a choice in every moment of our
lives to either be a victim or a winner! The story entwines itself around a
young boy whose personal and professional dreams are turned into reality by a
man who makes him recognize the inner strength he has by surrendering to the
Universe and all its Powers embedded within his inner Being.
This book takes
you on a path of realization of the enormous powers that lie within you to be
exemplary in every walk of life. Hence, this book is not necessarily
entrepreneurial in nature, but deals immensely with the Soul, Mind and Body and
how they subtly relate to each other in creating masterpieces in whatever one
does, both personally and professionally.
Leadership is
not about leading a group of people or an organization to success but living a
life delightfully and living it from the very core of one’s inner being without
being prejudiced by the fears of the unknown influenced by one’s external
experiences.
Written in the
simplest form of narrative, this book will tug at your conscience and lead you
to believe, just as Raj, our protagonist did in the Powers of The Universe. I
have written this book in a simple and uncomplicated language flow so that
anyone, across the world who reads it, will be able to understand each and
every paragraph crafted by me.
Tuesday, January 7, 2020
Aatmashin
Welcome back to my
world!
The enigma of life is a
ceaseless transitory of the combined forces of reality and the metaphysical. And while we wander through our
lives living each moment in the best manner deemed by us, we cannot divorce off
our existence from the three most important dimensions of our lives: the Mind,
Body and Soul.
The Koi Fish:
A Kaleidoscope of
several positive characteristics. Beautiful creatures known for being
courageous and to fearlessly face challenges in turbulent waters. Their
determined nature embodies both creative self-expression and a fighting spirit enabling
them to stand out from the crowd. The Koi fish inspires one to remain focused
and to succeed with grace and style.
The Yin and Yang:
Yin and Yang is perhaps
the most known and documented concept used within Taoism. The symbol is a
philosophy of chaos and harmony. The
cyclical form of the Yin-Yang symbol reflects the ever-changing complimentary
movement of the two sides. They are two sides to a coin, birth and death, night
and day, friends and enemies, light and dark, fire and water, positive and
negative…where both aspects are necessary and an equilibrium is sought. Essentially,
Yin-Yang conveys the complicated dualities of life and the paramount need for
balance and moderation.
The AUM:
AUM (and not OM as is often
mistakenly pronounced obliterating its actual spiritual sound vibration)
symbolizes the Prana or life breath which runs through one’s body bestowed by
the Parabrahman. As per our ancient Vedas, AUM is the conglomerate sound of the
creative, preservative, and dissolving vibrations of Nature. “A (Akaara)”
represents the vibration that brings into manifestation the created universe;
“U (Ukaara)” represents the vibration that preserves the creation; and “M
(Makaara)” represents the destructive vibration that dissolves the manifested
universe back into the Infinite Spirit. Sometimes, if we sit very quietly, we
will hear the sound of AUM, like a distant cosmic hum. Listen within you. It is
not outside you. It is you!
The Weeds:
Graceful and beautiful.
Yet can entangle, suffocate and destroy life especially those that meander
through them. They exist in abundance constantly encasing in an attempt to mentally
and physically imprison individuals with their toxicity.
The Water Bubbles:

The Aatmashin is an
expression that was created by me to relate to the various facets of our lives
that readily exist deep within our Inner Being and in our External that
eventually form a collective inclusivity for a blissful and harmonious actuality.
www.anandknair.com
Wednesday, June 19, 2019
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Lakshman Ganiger – An Artist in search of his Highest Possibility!
Welcome back to my world!
It was an early Sunday morning, while jogging through the
pristine landscape of my favourite Cubbon Park in Bangalore that I chanced to
happen to almost wiz past a wall that displayed a series of beautifully painted
watercolor illustrations mounted on simple black rectangular cardboards. I
immediately slowed down and came to an absolute halt. Creatively done paintings
in pleasing colours, hues and shades spread breathtakingly across a large expanse of the wall. Impressed, I just had to
the meet the artist and searchingly looked around till I finally located him
lovingly caressing a couple of his creations!
Lakshman
Ganiger was a 21 year old passionate young artist whose welcoming eyes twinkled
with enthusiasm while his warm smile spread charmingly across his face as I
introduced myself. He was happy to talk to me for a while and we settled
ourselves down on the grass verge close to the Bandstand.
Lakshman
and his family hailed from a small village named Kurchi close to Belgam in the
north of Karnataka. Born to a poor family, his father was an arts teacher and,
quite obviously, he seemed to have become a chip of the old block. While as a
child he had dabbled with his father’s paints, he had never taken his talent
seriously till much later when he realised that formal education in any other
subject than art was not his cup of tea.
While
as a young child artist he had won several prizes for his paintings in local competitions,
it was when he won the prestigious Pratibha Puruskar Award at the age of 15
when he seriously started contemplating on furthering his natural dexterity in
his inborn forte. It was his father who eventually encouraged him to enrol
himself in a course in Visual Arts for a better understanding of this medium.
As
we sat engrossed in conversation, I realized it was a wonderful journey I had
embarked upon with him: a depiction of what art meant to an artist. To Lakshman
art was about totally dissolving oneself into ones creative existence within
the mind which ultimately would catalyse the process of crafting the definitive
creation. Painting, unlike most other forms of art has no sound or vibrations.
It only has a visual impact and communiqué. And this is why he believes that
painting is one of the most powerful mediums of self-expression.
In
addition, Lakshman also believes that there is an artist in everyone. It all
depends how deep you seek within yourself to find it. He also believes that art
is a natural talent and one should not entirely depend upon a teacher to
nurture it. One should not imitate or follow another artist’s style of
expression or else one will lose one’s own individualistic articulation and
will merely become a clone of another.
Apart
from his passion for art, Lakshman also has a strong faith in the fact that
everyone can achieve their dreams no matter what it takes. While in the
National Cadet Corps during his teens, he had noticed that many of his
colleagues who dreamed of finally joining the Defence Services gave up their
aspirations because of personal or monetary pressures. This led him to create an
association which he termed as the ‘Roaries’ whose tagline was: Stop killing
your Dreams! Through this association, he and his team members have helped the youth
to take their first few steps onto the trail of finally achieving their desired
goals in life, including a future Olympics hopeful in rifle shooting!
Lakshman’s true concept of Leadership is to be
absolutely conscious of every moment that one exists in. And not only to be conscious
but to exclusively exist in each moment and attempt to create each and every
moment into a masterpiece of one’s expression!
Finally,
as the sun rose higher into the morning sky, I asked Lakshman what his final
goal in life could conceivably be. His eyes took on an expression of mixed
enthusiasm and determination as he looked at me and said, “I want to reach my
highest possibility as an artist and yet I have no idea how or when that will
ever happen. But I will never ever give up and will keep practising till the
day I achieve it!”
And
then with a twinkle in his eyes he further added, “But the real question is:
when I finally achieve my highest possibility, will that be the ultimate or will
there be an even higher possibility to achieve?!”
Lakshman
Ganiger. Age 21 years. In search of his highest possibility. I looked up at the
Universe and smiled…
Anand
K Nair
Leadership Coach. Motivational
Speaker. Life Counsellor. Author. Business Consultant.
Founder,
Anand
Nair Leadership Foundation
Email:
anand@anandknair.com
www.facebook.com/anandnairleadershipinitiatives
Author
of: The Sledgehammer's Edge
Saturday, November 10, 2018
On Love and Bonding!
Welcome
back to my world!
It
was a chilly Diwali morning as I sat on my balcony with my regular cup of green
tea after my usual workouts. Across my apartment existed a fairly large expanse
of a roughly walled piece of land occupied by a sole caretaker and his family
of three residing in a hut surrounded by a meagre growth of daily necessities
including a couple of banana and papaya trees, two cows and a scant number of
chickens. The rest of the topography was a miniature jungle of sorts but
pleasing to the eye considering the neighboring concrete expanse.
It
was the dawn of the Festival of Lights, an occasion where families of
traditional orientation wake up much before twilight, vigorously rub themselves
from head to foot with oil, bathe, pray, joyfully burst crackers and usher in with
the rising sun victory of good over evil, light over darkness and knowledge
over ignorance. However, in our modern day ‘simulated’ existence the average
urban family wakes up to a combination of hangovers over the previous night’s exultant
unbottling of spirits while chucking around playing cards over a crowded table,
checking of messages and emails on their smart phones, or better still digging
their heads back under their pillows and extending their nap time till lunch!
And
since I had participated in none of the above and instead, done my regular
thing every morning, I was blissfully reclining in my cane chair and sipping
out of my teacup when quite suddenly the door of the caretaker’s hut flew open
and out burst the family in absolute wild abandon laughing away to glory. Obviously
this caught my immediate interest and I couldn’t help but focus my entire
attention to what had begun to unfold before my eyes.
Father,
mother, daughter and son held each other swaying gently to the chants of a
prayer being sung by them while facing the rising sun from the east. Once this
ritual was over it was time for the next which was the oil bath. Both son and
daughter seized the oil bottles from their mother’s hands and started smearing oil,
most lavishly, over their parents’ heads as they sat quietly on a few stones wholly
enjoying the massage. It was then the children’s turn and positions were
switched interspersed with much giggling and playful ‘smacks’ from their
mother. This was then followed by a cold water bath which was exuberantly accomplished
by pouring water on each other from an old blue cistern followed by warmly
rubbing each other with a couple of thin cotton towels and then turning back to
the sun in a final salutation before hugging each other tenderly and
re-entering their hut.
And
then there was silence for a while before the family came out once again
joyfully lighting up a few sparklers while the chickens ran amuck.
As
I sat sipping the remnants of my green tea, this visual encounter I had just
witnessed repetitively played within the portals of my mind. What an amazing
experience! It took me back several decades when, as a young boy I had been
part of such similar rituals. A period when our lives were untouched with cybernetic
influences but filled with practical moments of value, love and bonding. Value,
Love and Bonding which were expressed through thoughts, words and deeds. Not through
simulated creations that merely required one to express oneself through an
oblong pad of alphabets. But through a desire to communicate one’s deepest
feelings of adoration and respect through physical touch and expressions that
only a pair of eyes and a smiling mouth could emulate.
I
also realized what an amazing show of parental Leadership I had just witnessed!
Keeping the family fused with traditional values and ever-bonding love while
respecting each other’s individual freedom requires humongous understanding and
patience by parents. And all this while ensuring relationships within the
family never become estranged.
This
was a morning I knew I would remember for a long while. A morning that was so
delightfully extraordinary. A morning that forced me to reflect momentarily on
the past and the way we existed today. And yet a morning that was wonderfully
spiritual and festive!
I
stood up from where I was sitting and wondered why my throat felt a bit choked
and my eyes just a tad watery…
Anand
K Nair
Leadership & Motivational
Speaker. Mentor. Counselor. Author. Business Consultant.
Founder,
Anand
Nair Leadership Foundation
Email:
anand@anandknair.com
www.facebook.com/anandnairleadershipinitiatives
Author
of: The Sledgehammer's Edge
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