Gene

Gene, Imran 2nd June 2019, Shanti Dham, Sangam

70% of our DNA comes from the preceding 3 generations.

For me, Imran Ali Namazi, thats
MMJ Namazi, Father
Zahara Begum Namazi, Grandmother
Mirza Ismail Namazi, Grandfather
Uma Melarkode Sivaraman
Vasantha Sivaraman
Melarkode Subramaniam Sivaraman
and 1 Generation above – so 8 more people, thats 14 people in all, my pitru

I believe both my mother’s grandfathers were principals in schools. My grandmother’s father taught English to his daughter Vasantha who matriculated in Malayalam circa 1946, was married that same year and gave birth to my Uncle Subramaniam the next year. He was one of those special children born in the year India won her independance, carrying the hopes of a country proudly and valiantly forward. His golden days were short for he was shot down in his early 40s and has spent the last 30 years the shell of a man. What do we really know about the sum of a body’s life or have we tasted it to it’s dregs?

MS Sivaraman, or Sivam for short was almost the perfect human being. Even when he threw clocks at a glass cupboard. He would feed his wife and 5 children after a long day at work to make sure food didn’t go to waste. It’s a pity his children did. Waste most of their life, their talents, their potential and their education. His favourite child of 5 was my mother Uma, ibne Sivam. She was the most timid and strong of all their children. My grandmother lived a full joyous life and at 86 was still trying to get a break making cards to support her children. How many heroes and heroines have been produced from among parents? Or are they ALL heroes. I look forward to seeing the kind of man, husband and father my cousin V Advaith Shivram is going to make – his mother the most hardworking of my 10 closest family members. Save my dad. Hes the real superman in my family. Denied full emotional development at the ge of 12 when he lost the beacon in his life, my Grandfather Mirza Ismail Namazi.

My sister and I were lucky to have 2 fathers and 2 mothers. I mean my mothers 2 siblings Rani and Venka. Rani who married my Reiki Guru and Venka whose son Advaith is the kid I’m gonna look after. He and my sister’s daughter Inara – the two born but 5 years apart.

So yes, I don’t come with a lot of emotional baggage, I come from a family who has shown time and again what love can conquer. What the power of freethinking can yield and what unconditional love can do to foster children. They’ve all had hard burdens to face buts its burdens as build character and shows us what stern stuff we’re made of.

Venka it was who told me how high his dad set the “being a good father” yardstick. A challenge I’m prepared to accept as I try and raise my own “children of the kingdom”. I stand here today, the sum of all the hard won experience that is my family – Uma, Shayesteh, Laila, Vichu, Rani, Venka, Manna, Vasantha, Venu, Bhuvana, Advaith and Inara. I also have 3 brothers by love – Ben, Arvind and Aneesh. And hope earnestly to soon meet the girl I’m going to marry.

There Vichu stands, the man whose mystery I may unravel some day, who saw the best in me and gave me always his best. Who just thinking about causes me uncontrollable tears. Who stood ready to shoot down a Cheetah for killing his favourite monkey at age 15. Whose lived the least of this family I love so much, but whose knowledge is so vast, it dwarfs even my writer’s skill and adroitness. He once told me about the two men who met on the stairs. The youngster thought wow, here I am on the same level as my Guru, but the other scoffed and said fool, one of us is going up, the other climbing back down from the top. What summits you’ve reached with that brilliant mind of yours, only God can fathom!

How I wish 6 years ago I had the coolth and smartness to keep this family from tottering on the brink. It was afterall a childhood dream to see us all united again. Once I spent an entire hour visualizing how in the smallest detail, one February afternoon in Pondicherry in 2011. But it wasn’t mean to be, and now the fashion of the world is changed and my grandmother is no more [1 month after writing this, I would lose my father too]. The woman that set the bar in loving her family unconditionally. Who guides gently from behind the veil where she is united once again with the husband she knew 42 years before. Silly girl, I kept telling her he would have taken birth again, waiting to see her in the next life. Maybe I’m the fool and they were never partned.

Anyway, in their memory, I live on. At the crossroads in my life, waiting for that little bit of Magique to come along and save the day. I am after all the most precious element in this entire equation. Just like my sister Laila is the darlingest. Don’t worry, we will all raise Children of the Kingdom, just as it were meant to be.

Just like Aneesh is my brother by his father the late PJ Naidu, I have too another wellwisher and brother in Dr Mahdi, son of my teacher Mir Momin Ali. Arvind and Ben, I love you too.

Leaving us with the 5 year old who proves to us daily that the anachronisms sometimes win – my father. Tolkien says, reconciliation with the father is one of the defining moments in a body’s life. I’d like to think I crossed that stage today as I reached to the future and saw my own children mirrored in his image. That unrelenting faith, honesty and simplicity that makes him the superman in my life.

Somewhere in all this, I’d like to give thanks to Chalam and Usha for being there at critical moments in my life. It’s good to know someone’s got my back, with fresh perspective.

Thank you for listening patiently to the tale of my family.

I love them all very much. Am sorry for all the pain and disappointment I have caused in these 35, my teething years.

I now vow to be on top of my game every single day and answer the riddle that is life before too long.

Hari Om Tat Sat
J Shasa Shivram

PS: Venka, I told you I’d get there first 😉

I dedicate this letter “Gene” to Gene Roddenberry who taught us how to dream and then realise our dreams.

Dear Fellow Human

link: Update from Simon Anholt / Madedline Hung of the Good Country, Jul 12th

We’ve lived with hangovers of the dark ages for long enough. Every decade since the worldwide revolution of the 60s has shown us increase in our ability to love, think of, and act selflessly for one another.

Time to up the ante and truly become ONE WORLD. Harmonize the conflicts. Soothe the hurts. Grow in oneness and come always from a direction of caring.

How we long to be our brother’s keeper. And to keep our sisters happy. But we’re going to need some help coming together if we’re going to make the world work. Many of us have longed for it. Some even striven for it.

Enter my friend Simon and this virtual country he is proposing. 200000 citizens for a start from all parts of the world. Speaking different languages, practising different faiths, all unique expressions of the highest beauty nature and evolution have to offer.

True believers in the power of an idea to change the world. We are after all the architects of our future lives and of this Earth’s destiny…

“We would not think of battle that reduces us to sub-humans. So easy to begin but then impossible to end”. ~ Uriah Heep

None can stop the march of evolution. And as Eru says: “nor can any alter the music in my despite. For he that attempteth this shall prove but mine instrument in the devising of things more wonderful, which he himself hath not imagined.” ~ Tolkien

George Carlin talks of the divine plan too and remember that we are heading back to regaining a glorious past. A golden age. The final establishment of a Kingdom of Heaven when we will realise and attune ourselves fully to our divine origins.

It falls on us blessed with faith and abundance to help pave this way forward. Become the forerunners of all our future selves. Healers, Thinkers, Artists, Builders, Labourers, Teachers, Parents, Statesmen ad infinitum.

There is much beauty in this world and healing in the depths of time.

Time to turn that page, let go of that hurt, rise up and make our creator proud as we go back to our illimitable origins.

Regaining Faith

In the old world, husbands and wives clung to each other. They knew how tough it was to build a marriage, so would do almost anything to keep it together. So if you are mutually unhappy, maybe it’s not your marriage that’s broken but your relationship with your own selves.

And reflecting that base irreconcilability within you is a less than passable relationship with everyone else.

If everything were fine, we wouldn’t let disconnect and doubt sow her seeds. Mostly self doubt.

The problems of marriage are seemingly many but at the kernel of them is a lack of communication. We need to go to the roots of the problem. That is not always easy and some would say not worth the effort.

While some would say when kids are involved it’s better to have a clean break than let the kid grow up watching an unsuccessful marriage take it’s toll on both parents, this writer begs to differ. Define a perfect marriage or show me one where there isn’t give and take.

In cases where there is a monster possessing one party and the other is too weak, frail or timid to drive it away I would say ok part ways.

And to those that didn’t look deep enough before leaping I may say did you “try and get the feeling again”? Forget the past and all it didn’t bring.

All it needs is two pliable souls… then ask yourself how pliable you are and who is willing to go further to get back together again. And by together I mean the “happily ever after” kind not “we barely talk but atleast live in the same house”…

So, she cheated on you… twice… just when you were recovering from that bout of depression. Or he couldn’t care tuppence when you lost your 12 year old cat – Tom. Or she beat you on the head because she was having a meltdown and no one including her realized she needed serious help.

Was it love or was it the idea of being in love? What got us started on this road? How well did we know ourselves, our feelings and our desires? Do we as yet?

Just as in life, in relationships we must embrace change. Build love on a base of constancy but be ready to adapt. Fail to and one day you will wonder what just hit you. We grow older and more bone weary – some couples are fortunate to find new love as life wears on, but everyone has too work at it.

So keep working on who you are, reflect on what drives you and on what makes you tick. Then think of family or an uncle who is no more and somewhere in the midst of it all perhaps you will regain you faith and decide to stay on and fix things. Whatever your choice I hope it’s one you can live with and that it’s founded in love

Keep Smiling

youtube: Practice 1 (15 June)
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Dear Beloved,

We live in blessed magical times. Look around and you will see the best the best of all that technology has to offer you. Look beyond the technology to see the people behind it – people like you and I – human beings – we are after all a species showing promise. We’ve been to the moon and back, but sometimes fail to look at it, speak to or encourage one another.

Now why is that? It’s simply because we fail to see a body we can relate to – another person full of dreams, ambitions and desires – never lose the human touch. At the end of the day, it’s all that we will be remembered for. Live well, laugh often and love much. Love what you do, love to talk about things that you are going to do – even if it’s trivial silly stuff. Enjoy the ride – it’s going to take you places and show you things. Open your hearts and minds to life – in the end, you will find it’s all been worth your while – every turn of phrase, every leaf and ant bite. When we were young (or sometime shortly thereafter), we discover a fire inside it. Watch it grow and win things for you for it makes it possible for you to dream of the stars and beyond. Don’t worry about up’s and down’s in life – they all serve a purpose – to just tell you what stern stuff you are made of. There are ways to get help in any situation. All it needs is a friendly smile and a “brother/sister – I’m in trouble and I need some help”. Smile from the heart and see how much people will move Heaven and Earth to make you happy again. Not everyone, not right away – that’s because we’re all caught up in our own lives – make allowances for that too – but don’t for heaven’s sake lose your positivity, your humanity or your passion.

Continue reading “Keep Smiling”

Inspiration

YieldMore was begun with a desire to continue in the celebration of life – it is short but full of love, if we can just trigger the avalanche and find our inner peace and calling.

We have one life to live
So much to give and so much to share
There is love to be found
Just look around
There’s happiness there – Peter Frampton

I should take a minute to recall the Anthem:

Short And Sweet

Make me a channel of your peace,
Where there’s despair in life let me bring hope,
Where there is darkness, Lord, your shining light
And where there’s sadness, ever joy. – the Hymn

Grant him the understanding that each man is free to choose his religion, that none is superior to the other, that each man understands the will of God according to his own nature and the truth of his being… Let us embrace one another and truly accept each other’s faults and limitations as our Lord accepts us. A minutes silence for contemplation and thoughts for world peace. – Imran’s Unspoken Prayer

And Swami Sivananda’s Motto: Serve, Love, Give, Purify, Meditate and Realize.

Which inspired me back in 2015 to say: Learn, Heal, Share, Express, Love & YieldMore.

With that began this verse, a very passionately tended venture to which I dedicated the rest of my life[times] back in November 2013.