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Karma, Product Backlog, Sprint backlog and the Program called Journey of a Soul:

Karma, Product Backlog, Sprint backlog and the Program called Journey of a Soul:

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I have very weird ways of working, when I have to work I work not really bothering about the time, food and sleep, and with zero disturbance from external elements ..so me generating ideas or strategies only in working hours is rare. In simple words, I am like Archimedes, I don’t know when my Eureka moments come.

With this kind of tasks, the ways of refreshing from work for me are a post on facebook or on my blog, walk in my office campus listening to instrumental music and photographing, Talk with like minded people on completely different topics.

One such evening at work, when I thought I am done with an outline of a concept, my senior colleague Anjali  asked me for a Chai. I don’t like missing an opportunity to have Chai with her, she is a busy bee and the best thing I like with her is spiritual and philosophical conversations.

On that day, as a part of random conversations, we started talking about Karma. We both being the Project Managers that too who work on Programme based out of Scaled Agile Framework, our conversations unknowingly got into the Agile way of thinking.

When I asked her what’s her take on Karma.
She explained me in following manner.
“Prasanna! Often we don’t understand why we go certain events in life. Often we don’t understand how we meet certain people, why certain people leave, why certain people are our family, our mentors, our close friends. All these sequence of events, people in life don’t happen just like that without any reason. They all are related to the Karma of our Soul. We feel more matured and calm when we see the journey of soul in different lives holistically. No soul can escape from the product backlog items of karma. So, it happens that in each life, called Sprint of life, the soul picks up certain user stories and the people we meet in that life are the resources assigned by God, for you to complete that sprint. So, the parents, siblings, mentors, friends, partners are all chosen to the soul by God before coming itself. And the repurcurssion of the acts of this life will be carried forward, so at any point we need to perform well keeping the processes, values in tact. The result of this sprint of life will continue to impact the overall programme of journey of soul . So, sometimes it happens that we may feel we are punished or disciplined for no reason by God. But it ain’t correct, everything happens for a reason “.

After listening to words and analogy of Anjali, I was just stuck in the magic of thoughts like an Alice in Wonderland.

Do share your thoughts.
Have a great week ahead 🙂
Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

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Posted in Complex Human Mind, Inspirational Stuff, Life's Like That, Personal Development, Some stuff for Inspiration, Things to Ponder

Some Random Thoughts on QUALITY LIFE

Some Random thoughts on Quality Life :
Way 1: Is it Power, Positions, Packages and constant upgradition..with high ambitions and High risk appetite ?
Way 2: Is it People, hobbies, close time with nature, art, reading, writing, music,farming and gardening, peace?
Should we wait till retirement to choose things in way 2?
Should we never aspire the Way 1 if we are inclined to Way 2.
Should the way 1 people never dream of Way 2.
May be we can blend way 1 and way 2 right this moment itself.
There are people who do so… And they generally belong to Alpha men and Alpha women category…
How do they do it.. May be they have lots of passion for life and huge respect towards their self.
They make effort and ensure they have a Quality life.

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So, next time you are trying to add something to the product backlog for the later sprints of your life called ” After retirement “, do think if you can add to the current sprint called ” Present moment of life “.

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

Posted in Books, Life's Like That, Personal Development, Some stuff for Inspiration, Things to Ponder

Thoughts about the magical book “The Magic of the Lost Temple”

 

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Thoughts about the book “The Magic of the Lost Temple ”

If there is any book in recent times that i want to read along with my nephews and nieces it is this magical book of Smt Sudha Murthy ” The Magic of the Lost Temple”.

This is a book about a 12 year Bangalore City girl Anoushka’s summer vacation experience in her grandparents village.

Her experience about understanding the beauty of Kitchen garden, herbs with the help of her grandmother is something which makes us think about kitchen gardens and our reality check about plants at home.

Anoushka gets to know the importance of bonding of their family with their cows. She gets to see the new born calf and how her grandmother feels very anxious about the delivery of the cow, on how she takes care of the cow like own baby.

Anoushka along with her friends learns bicycle riding. The way her friends teach her, how she learns cycling is something which makes us start riding cycle.

The important aspects of sharing, helping each others in village at weddings, otherwise. The quality of serene bonds, the selflessness in understood by Anoushka by participating in a Wedding. The joy of making pickles, papads and helping elders in experienced by her.

Picnics in rural areas have a different beauty and meaning, the joy of walking in forest by chitchat with friends and plucking different fruits; the joy of spending time at the river with friends and grandparents.

The joy of listening to grand parents mythological stories and much much more…

Is this book only about these ?? No, there is a beautiful suspense about the adventures Anoushka does along with her friends. To know that, you got to read that book.

Do buy the book, read it for yourself and for your family members too. Believe me, you will feel very happy after reading this beautiful book. Afterall, we all are village people at heart, living in cities  

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

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Zero Size, Truck Size..Damn..Does it matter? What actually matters in life?

Just now read a beautiful post on how to raise your daughters and that post triggered some thoughts in me. So here are my some Monsoon Thursday thoughts.

World is already a tough place where people get judgemental about beauty, 36 32 34 measurements or Zero size or half size or whatever crap size of your body, your color, your weight.

It all looks good, you enjoy the glory when you adhere to these measurements, you grow in a myth that your identity or fame is because of your color, or this numbers based figure. You enjoy the attention of few morons who say ” How fair you are! How do you manage such sexy body figure! How do you maintain that perfect weight of 50″. You think you rule the world because of these measurements and parameters.

But Damn! It’s a physical body…it changes…changes with your age…and then your body doesn’t measure the zero size or the crap of 36 32 34 …then you get depressed. Then you feel worthless. Then you feel you are nothing but a big overloaded garbage truck. Because all through your life you never gave importance to inner beauty, inner strength, the intellect, the skills , the joys of learning, the real beauty of soul .

No one will taunt you, even if you look like a truck but you yourself will taunt you for losing your “,wealth…the weapons of beauty”. Finally, you get depressed. You get frustrated. You feel entire world is making fun of you. You become frustrated jealous soul seeing other 36 32 34 women or start wasting your life hating yourself till you get back to your prior glory. And because of this negative attitude people start distancing you, they too feel ” What a fat sick pessimistic soul this woman is “.

Is that life???

Why is it all happening? This disastrous cycle doesn’t happen with men. Even though they look like truck they confidently feel they are the most sexiest men in the World and added to that they feel women are dying for them even in their truck shape. Actually!! That kickass attitude makes them really hot and sexier.

Why does this happen?

If we do little bit of root cause analysis. It all has to do with our upbringing ( yes society is a judgemental moron all the times anyways).
Right from childhood, girls are raised on the parameters of color, size, weight…with lesser focus on real parameters of mental, physical strength, inner beauty and the real thing about education, academic goals, life goals. Girls are given lipsticks, talcum powders, eyeliners makeup brushes and praised and praised and like hell by saying ” Oh my God! My daughter looks like a model, like a Hollywood, Bollywood star”. So, they too think they are awesome in these parameters and they focus on those unknowingly…And grow up to dumbdolls. In one age, they lose their so called sexy parameters of body and turn to frustrated jealous useless self-esteem less truck woman.

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Don’t let that happen with your daughters. Right from childhood encourage and focus on the real strength, groom them to become women of strength, let them focus on academics, let them focus on sports, let them focus on spiritual strength, make them strong girls.
Give them books, not lipsticks.
Give them sports shoes, not high heels.
Yes, they will definitely wear lipsticks, high heels later on, however by that time they know they are just accessories, not their identity parameters. They will even know respecting other women on real parameters but not on basis of size of their boobs or waist or color of the skin.

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Me at our Company’s Annual Event

Strong girls become strong women and Strong Women are the most sexy creatures you ever see on the planet even they are of truck size, because they carry a charm 😉

Have a beautiful day.

Loads of Love from a truck sized woman who will definitely lose her weight one day but celebrating herself even with this truck size   

Prasanna Rayaprolu

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Is Women’s Day Still Relevant ?

Women being Women is beautiful. Women competing with Men, Women trying to become like men is just trying to prove that Men are superior. Men are men. Women are Women. Both are necessary and equally important in nature. Agree that Women have come a long way to this point.

However, gone are the days when men can dominate women out of their male chauvinism; gone are the days women can play the card of “weak, tender, damsel in distress” in the world of tough competition. Glad to be in such generation and such societies where competent people survive immaterial of their gender. If you don’t study, if you are not financially independent, if you don’t own your life…you suffer whether you are woman or man. Struggle is same for every human in current society.

So celebration of womanhood, manhood is great today, tommorrow and everyday. However, acting as if all women are suffering because of men everywhere, anywhere at home or home or in street is stupid feminism.

Blessed are we who live in these days where women do all physically tough things too which were earlier restricted only to men…we are blessed to be in such evolving societies where men share the responsibilities of cooking, house work, parenting along with their partners.

True celebration of humanity is when we don’t have specific Women’s Day or Men’s Day. True celebration is when everyday is day of equality and celebration of every human.

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I ain’t a fan of Women’s day or Men’s Day…am blessed to have several mentors who are men and women..I am constantly guided by them on how to be God conscious, strong and human all the times
At the same time am going to punch anyone badly immaterial of man or woman who treats me badly for no mistake of mine.

Listen to this beautiful song O Womaniya 🙂

 

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu

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Interesting Definition of Love: From Kali to Krishna

Got to read a beautiful article by Devdutt on his site, could not stop sharing it here. Here is the link to the orginal article : http://devdutt.com/articles/from-kali-to-krishna-a-love-song.html

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In one of the many Tantrik mystic traditions of Bengal, the goddess Kali, often addressed as Tara, is identified with Krishna, locally known as Keshto. Both share the same dark-complexion, Shyam-ranga, and their partners, Shiva in case of Kali, and Radha in case of Krishna, are fair as camphor, Karpura-gaur. The stories that connect these two very distinct traditions – the blood sacrifice demanding Tantrik tradition of Kali and the vegetarian Brahmanical Vaishnava tradition of Krishna – come through in phrases and couplets that make up some of the songs of Baul minstrels and even kitchen tales. The emotion that overrides all others in these stories is one of love, pure love, that transcends the demands and limitations imposed by customs and law.

They say that Shiva never spoke a single word until Shakti came into his life as Parvati. She became not only his wife, but also his student, asking questions, discussing and deliberating with him, till he revealed to the world the mysteries of life. So one day, she asked him, “What is love?” All he did then was look at her and smile. “Tell me, please, what is love?” she asked, turning away to hide her blush. This is what he said.

“When you come to me as Annapoorna, the goddess of food, and feed me and ask for nothing in return, I feel love. For you have taken care of my hunger unconditionally. When you come to me as Kamakhya, the goddess of pleasure, and hold me intimately as no one does do, I feel love. For  you have made me the object of your desire. This is bhog. This is one kind of love. But there is another kind of love.

“When you come to me as Gauri, demure and delicate, and allow me to dominate you, demand things of you, take you for granted, knowing fully well that you cannot be dominated by anyone, I feel love. You made me play dice, laugh at the simple pleasure of games. You made me make you dolls and enjoy entertaining you. When you come to me as Durga, bearing weapons in your hand, and protect me, I feel secure and safe, and cared for, I also feel love. This is shakti. This is power. By granting me power over you, by defending me, protecting me, empowering me, you make me feel loved. This is the second kind of love. But there is yet another kind of love.

“When you dance atop me as Kali, naked with hair unbound, unafraid to be yourself, unafraid to be powerful and vulnerable and unafraid of being judged and mocked, I feel love. You make me open my eyes. I realize that Lalita, the beautiful one, is also Bhairavi, the fearsome one. I realize Mangala, the auspicious one, is also Chandika, the violent one. I see you totally, without judgment, and I realize I am capable of seeing the truth. That you allow me to see you fully, without judgment, tells me that I have become trustworthy. Thus you become the mirror, the Parvati darpan, that reflects who I am. You help me discover myself. You become my Saraswati. You reveal the true meaning of ‘darshan’. In joy, I dance. I become Nataraj.

“Thus there are three kinds of love: love for the body that grants satisfaction, love for the heart that grants security and love for the head that grants wisdom. Animals can give the first and the second, only humans can give the third because they have the third eye hidden inside the head. The first two loves spring from Kama, god of desire, and they sustain life on earth. But the third kind of love springs from Kamantaka, from the destruction of desire, unmotivated by fear of death.”

Shakti smiled and she offered Shiva a boon for this wonderful anwer. And he said, “As Shyama, the dark Goddess, who is Kali and Shakti, you have taught me love. You have danced atop me, forced me to open my eyes, turn from shava (corpse) to Shiva. Grant me the chance to do the same to you.” So the Goddess asked Shiva to descend on earth as the fair Radha whose love and pining would make her descend as the dark-one Krishna.

And it is Radha who taught Krishna the meaning of love as Shakti had once taught Shiva. He was until he met her but a butter-loving cowherd who fought demons and teased milkmaids but the presence of Radha changed it all. Just as Kali transformed Shiva into Nataraj, Radha made Krishna take up the flute and make music. Just as Kali had made Shiva give up his autonomy and understand the value of the not-so-autonomous other, the pining beloved, Radha helped Krishna understand the limitations of society, the struggle between faith in divinity and fidelity for the husband. Radha was demanding, as Kali once had been. Radha sat on Krishna as Kali stood on Shiva. The two thus mingled in merged in roles and thoughts and feelings. But there was one crucial difference.

Kali had made the wandering hermit, Shiva, into a rooted hermit, Shankara. Radha did the very opposite. She remained a flower stuck to the branch of a tree while Krishna became the bee that moves on after enriching himself with the nectar. And so fulfilled by Radha’s love, Krishna left Madhuban for Mathura. Kali had revealed love through shringara, romance, as only Krishna can. Radha revealed love through vairagya, renunciation, as only Shiva can.

Warm Regards,

Prasanna Rayaprolu

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Queen Diaries : Transformation From Princess to Queen

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Long Long ago, in a tiny empire lived a Emperor with his Queen and his three children. Two Prince and one Princess.

The Princess being youngest in the family was pampered a lot but was never differentiated from her brothers in terms of learning. She got to learn all the skills which her brothers were taught. Emperor never wanted his daughter to remain as a tender rabbit. He wanted his daughter to be a Lioness. So he ensured, she got trained so and he prepared her to be a Lioness by involving her in several decision making activities of the Empire.

One fine day, Emperor called Princess and asked her “My dear Princess! Now that you have grown into a beautiful and strong Young Woman, I want to check with you about your plans for your future. Do you want to get married to a well settled king.” Princess replied “Papa! I want to explore the World, I want to be on my own, I want to become something..a best version of myself…I want to help people…I want to make you proud. Then I would want to marry, till then I want to explore the World by myself using all the skills you taught me and the values imbibed in me, in a true sense I want to transform from a Princess to Queen by myself”.

Emperor was lil bit worried listening to the plans of Princess. However, he knew his Princess is a Lioness material and he agreed to her plans.

However, the Queen Mother objected to the idea of Princess. She said to Princess “Did you ever hear any other empire Princess doing this. Don’t you know it’s a tradition that Princess get married to other empires Kings and become Queen, this is the easiest and traditional way to become Queen”.

Brothers of the Princess were worried and with concern they warned their lil sister by saying “My dear Sister! World is not easy place outside our Empire. There are cunning people who want you to fail, they put you in trouble, you may fail, you will get hurt…you aren’t used to tough life…you are our precious baby Sister. Don’t go outside the empire…do whatever you want to do in our Empire..we will bring those things to you”.

Princess was moved by the concern of her Mother and siblings, however with the support of her father, she convinced everyone in the family about her enthusiasm and zeal to achieve everything which transforms her from Princess to Queen.

The day arrived, the day on which she had to leave the palace and live like a common person that too in another Empire. Emperor was concerned but didn’t show the concern in his expressions as he didn’t want his Princess to make feel weak. Queen cried worrying about the upcoming hardships of her daughter. Brothers insisted they drop their sister at least till the border of the Empire. While dropping her at the border, They even suggested her, it isn’t too late to comeback to the palace. However, the Princess insisted that she is determined about her journey and promised her brothers that she will send message to them and seek their help when she is in danger and has no more energy to continue her journey.

Life outside Palace that too as a common person was different for the Princess. It was exciting, it was tough. Things which she got done in her palace within a flip of a hat took so much effort and hard work for the Princess in outside world. But she enjoyed that hard work too. She made new friends. Some friends cheated her. Some illtreated her, not knowing she is a warrior princess. However, she controlled her anger, her cry. She remembered all the words spoken by her Dad, Mom and Brothers.

She felt good when she explored new places, New cultures, New people, New food. They weren’t bad. But deep in her heart, she missed her family her palace, the royal treatment. However, she learnt enjoying the new places, New people’s presence and her new way of working and earning stuff. She being a warrior princess and having leadership traits, she could lead small groups in New places too. People started seeking her expertise. The local heads got envious of her, they attacked her. She retaliated. She failed. Meanwhile, a elderly head of the colony saw the warrior qualities in the Princess and mentored her about the inner strength. He advised her on how not to react to every external disturbance and how to be strong and never give up. She retrained herself with the elderly person teachings. She learnt how to deal the new fights.

Meanwhile, the Emperor got to know about the hardships of the Princess through his spies. He sent a message to Princess, if she needs help and is she considering to come back to Empire. Princess sent message that she is fine and she has good help from New mentors and new friends.

Slowly, Princess continued her journey to new places. Sometimes it was unbearable for her to lead life like a commoner. However, when it was necessary, she cried but again consoled herself and continued her journey.

Meanwhile in the Empire, everyone blamed the Emperor for sending his lil princess into tough world alone. He too regretted some moments, however he had complete trust in his Princess, he knows she will be the best Queen anyone can ever think of after this journey of her Princess.

Some years passed, the Princess slowly transformed to a mighty Queen. In this journey, somany new Emperors got to know about her. She built ties with several Empires. She came back home victorious. Emperor, Queen and The Sibling Prince were glad to see her back with lots of learning, achievement. In this journey, she became the brand ambassador of her Empire and she represented her Empire very well and in return she built good relations with other Empires.

This is a Story of a Lil Princess who transformed into a Mighty Queen by herself with the support of Family, Mentors and Friends.

Dedicated to all the girls who want to make their mark in this World. Let your daughter explore her best version by giving her enough freedom she deserves.

Happy Republic Day

Loads of Love,
Prasanna Rayaprolu