<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380</id><updated>2012-02-01T05:21:10.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri sri</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-8723879365882373724</id><published>2012-02-01T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T05:21:10.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NQnTkokNto/Tyk8OBfhyPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YxocfdgUK0Y/s1600/guruji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NQnTkokNto/Tyk8OBfhyPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YxocfdgUK0Y/s200/guruji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704156614657951986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-8723879365882373724?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/8723879365882373724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=8723879365882373724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8723879365882373724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8723879365882373724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NQnTkokNto/Tyk8OBfhyPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YxocfdgUK0Y/s72-c/guruji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-7201559347660718965</id><published>2011-04-02T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:44:46.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudarshan kriya experience of my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSBZYcjmctI/TZbTvxMowdI/AAAAAAAAADY/1v--pnp4jTY/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590888805040701906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSBZYcjmctI/TZbTvxMowdI/AAAAAAAAADY/1v--pnp4jTY/s200/mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNsE8cdZVAQ/TZbS9ASy2kI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3483w2k51i8/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mother had migraine and problem of sleeplessness. when she did her first sudarshan kriya ,she immediately felt improvement in her sleep and now she was having good deep sleep but problem of headaches was there. she continued to attend followups every sunday morning and on one fine sunday after doing kriya she experienced a beam of light coming from Guruji's photo and entering her body ..she says it was so evident that she was amazed and from that day onwards she never had migraine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-7201559347660718965?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/7201559347660718965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=7201559347660718965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7201559347660718965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7201559347660718965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2011/04/sudarshan-kriya-experience-of-my-mother.html' title='Sudarshan kriya experience of my mother'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSBZYcjmctI/TZbTvxMowdI/AAAAAAAAADY/1v--pnp4jTY/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-8553059392278082421</id><published>2011-03-17T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:06:26.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru listens to ur deeper prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KnCNUOxWceY/TYL2BC19b9I/AAAAAAAAADI/7pN3GjVjSvs/s1600/mahashiv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585296985696333778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KnCNUOxWceY/TYL2BC19b9I/AAAAAAAAADI/7pN3GjVjSvs/s200/mahashiv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jai Guru Dev!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahashivratri with Guruji is always mesmerizing .It takes me to the other world. As Guruji says there is much more than what we see, here you get a glimpse of what He says.For me this mahashivratri was most memorable one. My only prayer was to spent quantity and quality time with Him when He arrives in Jaipur. So the moment He came to Rekha Di's house i was with Him in the press meet and the got the opportunity to take His asana upstrair from where He waved people who have gathered there to caught a glimpse of the master.It was His grace that i took my mother and brother to the dinner with Him in Chokki-Dhani . The other day my prayer was to make Him sit in my new car and drove Him, to which He immediately responded and i got the opportunity to drove Him to the main venue in the evening where the main function was to be held.I didn't had anything to say to Him but He himself made me to say some of the important issues connected to my life. Guruji I m so grateful to u for being so kind enough for making myself a part of u .I know in the way u listen to me u listen to everyone who deeply pray from bottom of their heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-8553059392278082421?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/8553059392278082421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=8553059392278082421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8553059392278082421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8553059392278082421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2011/03/guru-listens-to-ur-deeper-prayers.html' title='Guru listens to ur deeper prayers'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KnCNUOxWceY/TYL2BC19b9I/AAAAAAAAADI/7pN3GjVjSvs/s72-c/mahashiv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-7680663892133303494</id><published>2011-01-03T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:14:30.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how it feels to be an Art of living teacher ?</title><content type='html'>Unique and Normal. Today somebody asked me this question . Being an Aol teacher is being like Guruji's messenger. His message is to take every challenge with a smile which is 'Unique' and to be 'natural' and 'normal'. Guruji says 'Naturalness is the best' . As an Aol teacher i have to do different type of work in a day and meet so diverse people daily,so u never get chance to get bored! If i have been doing my job of being a software engineer my growth would be limited to one field and would not have felt the freedom which i enjoy today.So thank you my friend for asking me this question ,i feel more grateful to Guruji for what He has done for me and FEEL WONDERFUL BEING HIS INSTRUMENT &gt;&gt;FOR BEING AN AOL TEACHER ....100% job satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-7680663892133303494?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/7680663892133303494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=7680663892133303494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7680663892133303494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7680663892133303494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-it-feels-to-be-art-of-living.html' title='how it feels to be an Art of living teacher ?'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-8283061714751871029</id><published>2010-04-10T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:31:56.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S8BvkHpum-I/AAAAAAAAACE/0aQRlkxLg_o/s1600/Picture+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S8BvkHpum-I/AAAAAAAAACE/0aQRlkxLg_o/s200/Picture+121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458485414693084130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is during my recent visit to Bangalore ashram.I went there for Panchkarma treatment of my brother and also decided doing the regular part-2(adv) course. On the first day during nature walk i was walking in the beautiful ambience of Sri Sri panchkarma centre(krishna kutir) and was filled with thoughts of gratefulness to the Master. I was joyful and was thinking Guruji 'r u listening to me?' ...i was completely immersed in his thoughts. then i decided to click some photographs of that so finely built panchkarma centre i handed over my camera to a American guest (who was there for the treatment) to click my snap near the water fountain....to my surprise photo was able to capture Guruji's subtle image. This type of Guruji's image once i had seen in my Friend Anupam's satsang in a village and then i had thought Guruji can some time i will be able to capture ur image like this... He is all times with all of us ..specially when we r hollow and empty ..filled with joy,love and gratefulness we start feeling the grace.......so smile..serve...take every opportunity to be grateful ....He is each moment 100% with us...sometimes He may show up like this and many times He may not because He is unpredictable........ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-8283061714751871029?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/8283061714751871029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=8283061714751871029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8283061714751871029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8283061714751871029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2010/04/miracle-photo.html' title='Miracle Photo'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S8BvkHpum-I/AAAAAAAAACE/0aQRlkxLg_o/s72-c/Picture+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-6312427262552141849</id><published>2010-03-23T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:09:33.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S6j1uRd-AjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kl9yhB4-_7g/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S6j1uRd-AjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kl9yhB4-_7g/s200/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451877524243874354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first day of basic course to till date there are uncountable experiences of Guru Grace. I don't have a slightest idea how He comes to know what is going on in my mind...sometimes He acts like a obedient kid ..sitting in my car..sometimes like a mother telling me not to eat junk food...sometimes like a friend telling me 'not to bring gifts for Him' . This life is His Gift...and i deeply pray to Him to command..direct...guide...my whole as He wants to....His love is most valuable thing ..Sohum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-6312427262552141849?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/6312427262552141849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=6312427262552141849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/6312427262552141849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/6312427262552141849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-first-day-of-basic-course-to-till.html' title=''/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/S6j1uRd-AjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kl9yhB4-_7g/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-6294647503519850232</id><published>2009-12-17T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:22:33.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart Soul and Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SysbuJ_ct7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oj5Ytqe7DQ4/s1600-h/DSC03962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416453456613128114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SysbuJ_ct7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oj5Ytqe7DQ4/s320/DSC03962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This the wall hanging i brought long before .Top right it is written “He is the Lord Master Designer-Director of my Heart Soul and Mind” This Caption attracted me a lot,but it took meaning only after meeting Gurudev .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-6294647503519850232?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/6294647503519850232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=6294647503519850232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/6294647503519850232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/6294647503519850232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-heart-soul-and-mind.html' title='My heart Soul and Mind'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SysbuJ_ct7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oj5Ytqe7DQ4/s72-c/DSC03962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-2871213861591466019</id><published>2008-11-13T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:37:53.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first meeting with Sri Sri</title><content type='html'>I was lucky one to get Dsn course just after my Part-1 course....just after that i went to Rishikesh 4 Holi program with Sri Sri........That was my first meeting with Him...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvvAmJY4FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EMtyN6ad0GE/s1600-h/krishna_playing_holi_with_gopis_in_vraja_wj57sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvvAmJY4FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EMtyN6ad0GE/s320/krishna_playing_holi_with_gopis_in_vraja_wj57sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268066982658891858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first He went to do Rudrapuja inside a small temple,iwas looking inside through a small window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRv0pzl9PEI/AAAAAAAAABA/jiiQzpLEJ4A/s1600-h/ravi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRv0pzl9PEI/AAAAAAAAABA/jiiQzpLEJ4A/s320/ravi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268073188201151554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He gave me a very distinct gaze...i cud feel soo..much love and cud not avoid but kept looking...&lt;br /&gt;After there was a line 4 playing holi with Him when finally i applied chandan and touched Him i felt like a new person inside....sth deeply touched me and i stood on 1side simply looking at Him..with tears rolling from my eyes..cud not understand all this......when time passed and it was already evening....people cameseariching 4 me as it was time to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-2871213861591466019?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/2871213861591466019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=2871213861591466019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/2871213861591466019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/2871213861591466019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-meeting-with-sri-sri.html' title='my first meeting with Sri Sri'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvvAmJY4FI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EMtyN6ad0GE/s72-c/krishna_playing_holi_with_gopis_in_vraja_wj57sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-7050964251055894393</id><published>2008-11-13T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:15:41.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kriya experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvh9F3sfxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2gNBi3nYfOk/s1600-h/disco_light_pic_based.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvh9F3sfxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2gNBi3nYfOk/s320/disco_light_pic_based.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268052628803976978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a wonderful experience in my first sudarshan kriya....i still remember but cannot put in words......only i can say is there was huge white light falling on my forehead....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-7050964251055894393?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/7050964251055894393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=7050964251055894393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7050964251055894393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/7050964251055894393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/11/kriya-experience.html' title='The Kriya experience'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRvh9F3sfxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2gNBi3nYfOk/s72-c/disco_light_pic_based.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-9188926176969678204</id><published>2008-11-06T10:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:48:53.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was HE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRM8Apn-sxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AdW_f4u_m6M/s1600-h/Zud40h4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRM8Apn-sxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AdW_f4u_m6M/s320/Zud40h4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265618371197448978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-9188926176969678204?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/9188926176969678204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=9188926176969678204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/9188926176969678204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/9188926176969678204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-he.html' title='It was HE....'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/SRM8Apn-sxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AdW_f4u_m6M/s72-c/Zud40h4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-5576797067309967751</id><published>2008-11-06T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:43:47.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day of the course</title><content type='html'>First day i still remember as i entered the hall i saw our teacher Mr Mahesh Sharma sitting on a chair and to his right was Photo of somebody ...i thought i have seen this man in the photo but where i could not remember....it was the same photo of the Man in the 'India today' whom i wanted to meet ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-5576797067309967751?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/5576797067309967751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=5576797067309967751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/5576797067309967751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/5576797067309967751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-day-of-course.html' title='My first day of the course'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-8165155084351028445</id><published>2008-11-02T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:29:59.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Sri Picked me up</title><content type='html'>I first saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sri's&lt;/span&gt; article on 'India Today'.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt;'s photo attracted me a lot,i wished and had a deep feeling of meeting Him someday &amp;amp; i thought of doing this course but then second thought came it is out of my reach,not possible to go to Bombay for this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day i noticed an art of living brochure on my college notice board ,i read it &amp;amp; was so excited to know that course is starting in the college that day it self. So i deceided to go 4 the course.But that course was cancelled as nobody else turned up for the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the time passed things around me changed and life took a dramatic shift ....my some friends shifted to other college and i started feeling more lonely and studies seemed a burden to me ...gradually i lost interest in it.As the semester exams got over i went to Jodhpur where my mom &amp;amp; dad were living.I was not happy but pretended to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day my father came with this Art of living brochure and it was so inviting, it reminded me of college brochure and i had a deep feeling inside "this has come 4 me",it pulled me to the course. Now i realize How Sri Sri picked me up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-8165155084351028445?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/8165155084351028445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=8165155084351028445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8165155084351028445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/8165155084351028445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/11/sri-sri-picked-me-up.html' title='Sri Sri Picked me up'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058951866264935380.post-1785694628140150349</id><published>2008-10-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:32:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey with Sri Sri</title><content type='html'>My life took a new shift with Sri Sri Ravi Shankarji(Guruji) coming into my life....rather i would say if Guruji would not have entered into my life it would be no-life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058951866264935380-1785694628140150349?l=abhisheksoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/feeds/1785694628140150349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4058951866264935380&amp;postID=1785694628140150349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/1785694628140150349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4058951866264935380/posts/default/1785694628140150349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abhisheksoti.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-journey-with-sri-sri.html' title='My Journey with Sri Sri'/><author><name>abhishek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00837115254527615791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ68xaXkbUg/TSH5WU8LCOI/AAAAAAAAACg/dak0kQmxSzE/S220/abhishek_Soti_scanned.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
