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Travels in the Mogul Empire and Manucci's Mogul India.
But Mithgar ... Mithgar is yet wild, tempestuous, unkept, savage, turbulent, exciting. We come here to feel alive.
Maggot, I'm going to pull a rabbit out of your hat!
Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my knees, a noise in my ear, a light in my eye, an anything, a nothing, a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayers.
People were unable to appreciate the worth of what was profound and stable which provided them with a safe anchor, so ruminated Mahendra. On the other hand, people foolishly ran after what was ephemeral and deceptive which gave one no real contentment - life's most desirable prize!
With maaaaaaaaaagic!
Muscat is like a mind-altering drug. A stroll in its streets is like getting drunk for the first time
To many he was known as Kautilya - the crooked one; to his childhood acquaintances he was Vishnugupta; but to most he was Chanakya - illustrious son of the great and learned Chanak, the most renowned teacher in all of Magadha. He
nihari, a rich beef curry,
Let us be honest
we have praised Angulimala,
will make no difference
If you convey my salute to Amrapali.
Agapa Know what that is?Agapa-- Frank Corso
Wasabi. Now hoiteys. Seriously, you'd think I really didn't know English.
Jumping Jehoshaphat. O Holy Night.
I need some Ummagumma.
Maktub" (It is written.)
The kirtana of Madhava has an almost magnetic influence. The mind and heart get totally attracted, then drawn into the inside world where one can meet the soul of the universe. Tune in and you will have a deeply rewarding, spiritual experience.
I saw Krishnamurti speak one time. And I thought, I'm not going to live here.
Dattebayo! (Do you get what I am saying?!)
The sacred preacher woman; Lailah Gifty Akita.
Well, got any relish?" "No, ma'am." "Tomato ketchup?" "No, ma'am." "And they call this a gormay paradise,
Metta sees truly that our integrity is inviolate, no matter what our life situation may be. We do not need to fear anything. We are whole: our deepest happiness is intrinsic to the nature of our minds, and it is not damaged through uncertainty and change.
The boy I was craved Kat. The man I am craves Milla.
This festival ... the festival of Makar Sankranti ... is our way of showing love towards nature. While global warming poses a serious threat to the world and mankind, this message of love for our environment is extremely essential.
I am the Neelkanth!
People in the land of LaLa look like expensive wax fruit. And they work hard to achieve that look.
Where the dance of Meera and the silence of Buddha meet, blossoms the true philosophy of Rajneesh.
Manuka honey is magic.
Lata Mangeshkar is a living legend. She has enthralled millions of hearts all over the world with her music.
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millett's
Ngari-ngari - literally
(Krav maga is an Israeli-developed fighting style centered on the idea that when I put you down, you stay down. It's fast, it's brutal, and I love it. Sort of like club dancing with more eye gouging and less grinding.)
These trifles will lead to serious mischief.
[Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent
In mala.]
Ahimsa is nothing if not a well-balanced, exquisite consideration for one's neighbour, and an idle man is wanting in that elementary consideration.
Meditation takes us just as we are, with our confusion and our sanity. This complete acceptance of ourselves as we are is called maitri, or unconditional friendliness, a simple, direct relationship with the way we are.
It's foolish to call Chanakya an Indian Machiavelli. Rather, Machiavelli was possibly an Italian Chanakya.
M.O.A. I. doth sway my life.
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
Cake," said Mma Ramotswe quickly. "That is Mr J.L.B. Matekoni's great weakness. He cannot help himself when it comes to cake. He can be manipulated very easily if he has a plate of cake in his hand.
Mangalore, the coastal Indian town where I lived until I was almost 16, is now a booming city of malls and call-centres. But, in the 1980s, it was a provincial town in a socialist country.
Coimhead feara fhear na foighrde.
(Beware the anger of a patient man)
The Charkha in the hands of a poor widow brings a paltry price to her, in the hands of Jawaharlal; it is an instrument of India's freedom.
mawage 'mah-'wahge. 1; a bwessed awangement 2; a dweam wifin a dweam - T-SHIRT
I will always come for you, a ghra. You are my life, the very air I breathe, and I cannot be without you. Taim I ngra leat. Is tu mo shonuachar. I love you. You're my soul mate.
Khalepa ta kala
"Beauty is harsh
Now, if I had an Indian name, it would be 'Stands in Confusion'.
Manannan's door-cum-portal
Maktub - (It is written)
- Paul Coelho, The Alchemist
I brought Bhagawad Gita as a gift for the Japanese PM ... I don't have anything better than Gita to give & nor does the World has anything better to receive.
There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman.
Who may be called a paramahamsa? He who, like a swan, can take the milk from a mixture of milk and water, leaving aside the water. He who, like an ant, can take the sugar from a mixture of sugar and sand, leaving aside the sand.
Exalted Manna, gladness of the best, Heaven in ordinary, man well drest,
Way from Panchavati to Meluha or do we take a detour?' asked Shiva, goading
Dada is like your hopes: nothing like your paradise: nothing like your idols: nothing like your heroes: nothing like your artists: nothing like your religions: nothing
I shall think myself blessed only when I see Him in every one of my daily acts; Verily He is the thread which supports Muktanand's life.
Tchotchka. Amorta. Heart of my heart. Speak to me.
Namaste. It was a Nepalese greeting. It meant: The light within me bows to the light within you.
Nocta Hemata. The Night of Passion. The Night of Abandon.
Insofar as Pancasila is concerned, I am only its formulator: a formulator of those feelings which have been present silently in the heart of the Indonesian people.
passacaglia by the old master Buxtehude.
I'm lucky that I haven't been left out in the cold like Mumta Kulkarni or Meghna Kothari.
M stands for Magic, Mystery, or Matrixaccording to taste
Mayoimashita. Can you help me find my cat? - Watashi
The snake is captivated for now.
- Hafsa, The Valide Sultana.
The first thing I do whenever I go to Thailand is seek out the closest restaurant or stall selling mango-and-sticky rice: it's a little hillock of glutinous rice drenched in lashings of coconut milk and served with fresh mango.
Zendagi migzara. Life goes on.
Ho. What's so surprising? Asach aahe. It is what it is. Bambai is a bitter pill. Take large gulps of water and swallow it, or its bitterness will quickly begin to sphraidd in your mouth, making it impossible for you to gulp it down," said Laxmi.
You have to call me Master." "Master?" "That's the tradition," said Nightingale. I said the word in my head and it kept on coming out massa.
Three years after my birth, my mother swells again. When Lanka is born and brought home, Shiva and I gaze over the edge of the bassinet at this strange, alien creature and claim her as our own. We are a threesome from then on. Joined at the hip. A pyramid. A triangle.
Sir Seretse Khama,
I like Indian takeaway.
yee naaldlooshii." "The
MSM is unnatural and not good for India. It is a disease which has come to India from other countries where men have sex with men,
Atalanta in Calydon
Though I am an MP from Maharashtra, my heart beats for Katihar.
Ash. It's short for Ashoka."
...
"A hero's name."
...
"I'm not a hero."
...
"Then we will make you one, Ashoka.
Mi-yammi! The extraordinary city, with its Judeo-Cubano population, its mix of surgical-appliance and sex-fetishist obsessions, takes the American melting pot past the boil. It represents pretty much everything Patrick J. Buchanan hates.
A molcajete is a stone mortar and pestle from Mexico. They're great for grinding spices and making salsa and guacamole because they give everything a nice coarse and rustic feel. I've never collected anything, but I think I might start collecting these because each one is decorated differently.
Ahimsa is the height of Kshatriya dharma as it represents the climax of fearlessness.
Ver reisa ku'chae. Kem surah, shei'tani. (Your soul calls out. Mine answers, beloved.)
Mawah meenon ne le plus poohlala, I say with an affected bow.
Cherimoya, the most delicious fruit known to men.
Back in the gurdwara, the ceiling doing strange things above my head, Jungli fed me with pieces of orange.
Our outspoken attachment deepened. I was moved by his tenderness, his simplicity and his beautiful eyes. Beauty is a great robber of my common sense.
I am in the hands of Deori Maa. Every time I come to Ranchi, I visit her temple. I still remember my first visit.
Every line of the Hanuman Chalisa is a Mahamantra.
Malacca is such a rest after the crowds of Japan and the noisy hurry of China! Its endless afternoon remains unbroken except by the dreamy, colored, slow-moving Malay life which passes below the hill. There is never any hurry or noise.
Sirsasana the king of all asanas and the reasons are not hard to find.
In India, I'm always 'Aruna Roy's husband.'
The 'relative' delights the mind (manoranjan), the 'real' delights the Self (the soul, atmaranjan).
Holy Hottie-McHotters!
Pukka sahib or rank outsider
gentleman or bounder
and it's accent, accent, all the way.
Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring
Lies open, writ in blossoms.
Venice was a hallucinatory incubus, the most artificial environment in the world: Disneyland for grown-ups. It reeked of sex and its putrescent partner, death. Thomas Mann had caught its rouged, feverish aura perfectly.
Ua maomao ka lani, ua kahaea luna, Ua pipi ka maka o ka hoku. (The heavens were fair, they stretched above, Many were the eyes of the stars.)
Maori, Te'mutunga'ke'mai'o'te'rori'o'te'tangata
That uncontrollable laughter that causes milk to shoot through a Maori's nose when he sees a picture of Mike Tyson's face tattoo. Literally, 'What a fucking loser'.
That spirit of mockery characteristic of the guaracha was part of the mambo from the beginning.
One can become 'Embodiment of Love' [Prem Swaroop], only when there is no my-ness [mamata].
Hera the cow queen,
declared Mr Marrable magniloquently;
She summahs in Lake James, how mahvelous
Karibu, dada wangu. Hapa, wewe ni nyumbani.
Welcome, my sister. Here, you are home.
Home.
And to this home, may you always return.