Sharanagatam

Beneath a sky where day and night entwine, The stars emerge as dusk begins to shine... Those are the starting lines of a beautiful poem, But anyway, today I`m not in the mood to write one. So for a change, let's not take the poetic route. And hop straight onto the bandwagon of my thought train of my memories. That beautiful evening, I was  at  Bugle Rock Park ,  a place I love and look forward to visiting  whenever I'm in Bengaluru. I was sitting on a rock, Opposite to me was my dear friend, Sincerely trying to meditate. I had one lollipop in my upper shirt pocket. I removed the wrapper of the candy and placed it in the mud. After a moment, I saw an ant, approaching the candy, It inspected it for some time, with its antlers. After another moment or two, I saw that the whole candy was swarmed by ants.  I started observing the trail of ants leading to the candy. Individually their movements were completely random. But the group of ants together displa...

As the flute’s tune ascends, with infinite grace, I feel the love sinking into a deeper place. Tending to the wounds we thought our own, We healed each other, though it was unknown. In the frost of life, so harsh and bare, Your presence brought a warmth to share. The art of giving without a need to receive, Was shown to me through what we believe. With you, I dance on the edge of it all, From silly quips to life’s great call. You are not a fleeting thought to be replaced, But a constant idea, forever embraced.

  Witness, All that I can be sometimes Neither away nor near Caught in the imagination Of the possibilities that can never be. Hesitating, To move forward Lost in endless thoughts Fearing that if I forget Was it ever true ?. Wondering, If I can ever feel at peace With the memories I bear Mending shattered pieces, Or breaking further, beyond repair. Waiting, For the last embers To light the shadows within Or burn down everything. Their fumes scream with hope. Searching, For a road Which can whisper the secret The map to forgotten melodies The place I’ve longed to be all along.

In this tutorial, I will guide you through setting up a FastAPI server on a remote machine, configuring Nginx as a reverse proxy, and enabling HTTPS using Certbot. Step 1: Setting Up a Non-sudo User on the Remote Machine Create a Non-sudo User: sudo adduser karthik Switch to the New User: su karthik Create SSH Directory and Authorized Keys: cd ~/ mkdir .ssh touch .ssh/authorized_keys Append your local machine's SSH public key to ~/.ssh/authorized_keys on the remote machine. Step 2: Installing Nginx Install Nginx: sudo apt- get update sudo apt- get install nginx Verify Nginx Installation: Open a web browser and enter your remote machine's IP address. You should see the Nginx welcome page. Step 3: Configuring Nginx as a Reverse Proxy Edit Nginx Configuration: sudo nano /etc/ nginx /sites-available/ fastapi Add the following configuration (use a simple webserver for testing this): server { listen 80 ; server_name your_domain; loc...

  నిజమో కాదో తెలియని ప్రలోభనాలను వద్దనవే ! In the beginning, there was an infinite cosmic ocean engulfed by darkness. And then, there was the seed. What was that seed ?. It could be the desire, the desire to manifest. It could be the word, the vibration leading to the emergence of consciousness. It is what seers experienced when they dwelled deep within their hearts. And hence, the one before anything projected itself into all this. This is a state of neither real nor unreal. There is the truth in and beyond all this, Something only the realized ones seem to comprehend. The power of intention of the one before anything has led to the possibility of creation. And the power to act ignited the process of creation. Embedded power of knowledge holding everything. That one seed spiraled into never-ending ripples making the universe, holding the power within itself to sustain, make, and unmake itself.  Various seers have experienced different realizations upon meditating. For one, it...

I wonder... If one performs good deeds, are their actions rewarded?. And is it a sin to just have good intentions but never be able to act upon them ?. Are evil deeds punished?. If yes, who is the one? who is going to punish or reward?. Or it's just going to be a subtle soup of one's own disappointment or satisfaction about their actions after one's death?. Floating around and waiting to either be reborn of disappointment or escape the cycle of birth and death just by mere satisfaction of their actions?. Well someone may tell me that it may depend on whether they feel regretful or content. Otherwise, how could one either be disappointed or satisfied. Well, I don't know for sure. Thinking about all this, I find the sin a tad bit fascinating. If one does sin and if it does not affect any other being or environment, even at a subtle level, then I find it hard to call it a sin anymore. Well if someone may feel regret, even if it's objectively a good thing to do, then is...

What helps you survive may also be the one thing that is killing the life in you. What someone desires the most can be just a talk or walk away. But the things that people do to prove that they belong!!!. No one can get a life with absolute freedom and no consequences. But sometimes it's just comforting to imagine what can be and forget what can never be. Becoming an adult presents you with an exciting set of problems. Sometimes a few daunting ones too. Gradually one may either become more desperate or get better at coming to terms with their desperation. Your goals are not any more straight lines, but elaborate mazes. You have to deal with that recurring thoughts of dissatisfaction with the things, and experiences that you desired but didn't pursue. But all of this, all the good, bad, the ugly is what anyone faces. But it's not an end, but rather a new beginning. One has to go through great endeavors, grand failures, and complex circumstances, to understand oneself. And ch...