Here goes the list:
1. The Zahir by Paulo Coelho [I own it]
2. Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert [From the CEERI library]
3. The Future of Life by Edward O. Wilson [From the CEERI library; I have read it till page 104, will resume it after I finish with "Eat Pray Love"]
I wish I could put my Shelfari book shelf on my blog, but WordPress does not provide that to those blogs who have their blog domain on WordPress, like my blog. 
I hope that happens soon.
I was going through news [Google], and read about the upcoming match between India and England. The article had this picture which caught my attention. Awesome capture. They both seem to be crazy Cricket fans, surely more me. Rest the picture says it all. But it surely doesn’t say anything about the match scenario.
The match is scheduled to be played on 27th February. The chances are more that I might get to watch it LIVE, since I would be at home by then. Looking forward to it. It’s been a long time I have actually watched a match on TV. Looking forward to it… 
I’m not crazy about cricket but if I happen to know that there is a match going on, I certainly follow the score and keep myself updated on it, and I surely shout and cheer at the end if India wins. And why shouldn’t I? :D
World Cup Season is On! [And hope India wins the cup!] 
Sometimes I wonder, who am I? Where am I going? What am I supposed to achieve here? And these questions become strong and stronger when I think about the vastness of this Universe. Unimaginably big, and me? Well, I’m just one little creature here on Earth, a beautiful planet in this big whole picture. What is this picture anyways? Who knows the answers? So far, no one. No one at all…
I’m not lost, or confused, or sad. I’m loving “Life” but these type of questions keep coming in my mind now and then. And the most I can do is smile and wonder…
Anyways.
Here is one article by Deepak Chopra, who in my opinion is way ahead of me in seeking this mystery, yet beautiful journey, called LIFE.
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Walking The Pathless Path
by Deepak Chopra
Sometimes a lesson has to be repeated for thousands of years, not because it wasn’t learned the first time but because new people arrive on the scene. The lesson I’m thinking of was Siddhartha’s, a prince on the Nepalese border of northern India. He dropped everything and hit the road, becoming the original, or at least the most famous dharma bum. He travelled from master to master with his begging bowl, seeking enlightenment. As Gautama the monk he became impressively austere. Instead of a loving wife, a warm bed, and feasts, he tried the opposite: solitude, sleeping by the wayside, and subsisting on whatever scraps of food he could beg for.
It’s still an appealing choice, because we equate austerity with virtue. If the stress of a chaotic world is too much, perhaps harmony lies along a different, quieter, more solitary road. But the moral of Siddhartha’s tale led a different way. Leaving home didn’t bring enlightenment, nor did austerity, poverty, starving his body, or trying to force his mind to be still. Instead, Siddhartha became someone entirely transformed – the Buddha – when he hit upon a new road, the one called “the pathless path”.
The pathless path isn’t a straight line; it doesn’t even lead from point A to point B. The journey takes place entirely in consciousness. A mind overshadowed by fears, hopes, memories, past traumas, and old conditioning finds a way to become free. This sounds impossible at first. How can the mind that is trapped by pain also be the tool for freeing itself? How can a noisy mind find silence? How can peace emerge from discord?
The Buddha offered his answer, which is a variant on an even more ancient answer from the seers or rishis of Vedic India: transcend the personal mind and find universal mind. The personal mind is tied to the ego, and the ego is forever swinging from pleasure to pain and back again. But if you look at awareness when there is no pleasure or pain, when the mind is calm while simply existing, a fascinating journey begins. You have made the first step on the pathless path.
This is not to dismiss the other path, the one that takes you away from home into a retreat, ashram, meditation centre, or holy place. They have their own atmosphere; seekers have stopped there for a long time; therefore, the mind can breathe a different kind of air, so to speak, an air of tranquillity and peace. When you arrive at such a place, two things usually happen. You soak up the peace, enjoying the contrast with your busy life at home. At the same time you notice how loud your mind is, how much chaos it has absorbed. So these holy places can only suggest what the pathless path is about. Kabir sang of spiritual travellers: “There is nothing but water in the holy pools./ I know i have been swimming in them./ All the gods sculpted of wood or ivory can’t say a word./ I know, i have been crying out to them./ The Sacred Books of the East are nothing but words./ I looked through their covers one day sideways./ What Kabir talks of is only what he has lived through./ If you have not lived through something, it is not true.”
These lines don’t deny the worth of spiritual journeying, but they tell us that there is no substitute for first-hand experience. Where you go to find it is irrelevant. The true seeker after truth discovers, sooner or later, that truth was seeking him all along.
Source: TOI Speaking Tree
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Also, check out something related here:
I’m Strange by God Is There. One of my favorite blogs.
I was studying, and out of sudden some thought came upon me (something always does ). Just writing it here for fun.
You came…
“You” and “I’ became “we”,
You didn’t get something,
That’s what I think.
And now here I’m and there you are…
As if “we” never existed.
WEIRD. WEIRD. WEIRD.
P.S. – I haven’t given a second thought to what I’ve just written. LOL.
Sometimes you just write.
“Quality – the presence of which is seldom noticed, but the absence of which can never be missed. Quality is about having detailed excellence in areas that others might not even notice… A flower is a flower, with or without fragrance; yet the presence of flower makes all the difference. Quality is that invisible detail… the presence of which makes all the difference.”
This January, India completed 60 years as a republic.
Jai Hind.
Hope, blogging will be fun
And looking forward to write more and more…
