my wife or as she is known, my eternal beloved squeeze told me this morning

you are certainly taking another birth on earth

When our first daughter was born we used to call her puppy so he then started calling me dog. I suppose it could have been worse. That then eveolved to dogga and other doglike names....

as long as he doesn't call you a "bitch"... i suppose

muffin head

To my ears it sounds like the squeeze has given you a complement.

quite the opposite, i would be assigned another birth to continue my evolution and work on my limitations

My mom believes in reincarnation and says she doesn't want to go to heaven or be liberated in any fashion. She wants to keep coming back here. Says it would be boring otherwise.

Anyone ever read C.S. Lewis' The Great Divorce? Great little book.

" If by reading this book I get transformed into a person with the same character as yours , then I have no business with it ! "... she shouted , and smashed the Bhagavad Geeta on the table of a super exclusive indian restaurant , while all the guests and waiters looked at me , and then she left me alone , sitting on the table with two " Thali Maharanis " that were quite expansive ...

so what happened then...did you eat both the thalis or just one or did they kick you out?

I only ate mine , and they waited respectfully until I was finished , and I could pay it all ...

awwww I feel kind of sad for you...although who knows maybe you had been a real prick to make her say that. What happened after that? Was that the last you saw of her or did you work it out?

We are still together , and this happened maybe 14-17 months ago .

Both of us can be quite temperamental .
And in this special circumstance , she had just come from work and I was repeatedly asking her about something that she didn´t want to talk about in the moment .
Me , on the other hand , did not feel very comfortable without first having cleared that misunderstanding .
So it went on and on , until she exploded ...

My wife, whenever she senses dissatisfation in me, reminds me of this story Guru Maharaj told:
There was once a chaste wife whose brahmana husband was a leper. She always tried her best to serve Him. One day, while she was bathing her husband at a holy river, he became infatuated with the extraordinary beauty of a prostitute by the name Laksahira. Her name indicated that she possessed the luster and beauty of a hundred thousand diamonds. The leper brahmana was irresistibly charmed by her.
Upon returning home, his chaste wife detected some dissatisfaction within her husband, and inquired, "Why are you so unhappy?" Her husband replied, "I felt some attraction for the beauty of that prostitute. And I can't take my mind off her." "Oh. You want her?" "Yes. I do." "Then I shall try to make the arrangement."
Then, because she was poor, the chaste lady, although a qualified brahmana, began to go to the house of the prostitute every day and work as a maidservant. Although she was aristocratic by birth, she accepted the work of a maidservant without any remuneration. And she did her duties so diligently that she attracted the attention of the prostitute, the mistress of the house, who began to inquire. "Who cleans everything so neatly and beautifully?" And she came to know that a brahmana lady was coming every morning and performing many menial tasks. The other attendants said, "We tried to stop her, but she would not hear of it. She wants to meet you."
The mistress replied, "All right. Tomorrow, you may bring her to me." Then, the next morning, when she was taken to the prostitute, the brahmana lady expressed her inner motive. "My husband is so attracted to you that it is my desire that you may satisfy him. It is my concern as his devout wife that he be satisfied, and this is his aspiration. So I want to see him happy." Then the prostitute understood everything and said, "Yes. Bring him tomorrow. I invite both of you to dine in my house."
This was intimated to the brahmana and the following day they came. Many dishes were prepared fitting the occasion. Two entrees were served. One was prasadam on a plantain leaf accompanied by Ganges water in an earthen pot ? all pure vegetarian food. Side by side with that in gold and silver pots were so many meats and rich dishes. They were served with a very nice table arrangement and sitting places. Of the two kinds of foodstuffs, one was sattvik, pure, and the other was rajasik, filled with passion. Then, with folded palms, the prostitute invited the brahmana and his wife and indicated, "This is bhagavata?prasadam, and those are rich dishes prepared with meat. Whichever you like you may take at your sweet will."
Immediately the leper brahmana chose the prasadam, and began to take his meal. After he had finished taking prasadam, the prostitute said, "Your wife is like this prasadam ? sattvik ? and all these rajasik things ? meat, rich dishes, gold, silver ? this is like me. I am so low and your wife is the purest of the pure. Your real taste is for this sattvik prasadam. Externally, the meat is very gorgeous, but internally it is very impure, filthy. And therefore you are repulsed by it. So why have you come here to me?"
Then the brahmana came to his senses. "Yes, I am wrong. God has sent a message to me through you. My fleeting desire has ended and now I am satisfied. You are my guru!"
Kaviraja Goswami has quoted this in the Caitanya caritamrta. The chaste lady went to serve the prostitute. Why? For the satisfaction of her husband. So Radharani says, "I am ready to serve those in the opposition camp, if they can really satisfy My Lord. I am completely ready to serve them if they can really satisfy Krsna. But they can't. Yet still they have some demand. But I differ on that point. It is not that I am concerned that My share is being lessened. That is not My attitude. Whenever any unfavorable circumstances come, I think it is always coming from within Me (durdaiva vilasa); I don't find anything corrupt to be traced outside."
That should be the attitude of a true devotee of Krsna. With this attitude, we shall be able to see within ourselves that everything is ultimately part of the absolute good. Although it is not very easy, still, our energy should be devoted only to collect good will from external circumstances. In this way we should take care to see things in such a way as to purify our own position.

Well, my wife caught me looking at another woman and she wanted to kill me.

But you succeeded to convince her to rather kill that other woman instead... I suppose.

Nitaibhangra - what kind of food is the thali maharani?

I think she might be slowly poisoning me. After all, we are trying to imitate rasa lila!

It is a dish that they sell in most indian restaurants that reminds me of the thalis that are used ( and/or served )at the Gaudiya temples :
Different vegetarian preparations served on a single thali , often in very tiny quantities .
For me a good sample would be : Rice , matar paneer , dhal , raita , spinach , chickpeas and Naan .

And then what would she have? Dead Homer. I think my wife must have thought out what sort of result she'd achieve if she dealt with me harshly.

My interpretation of her reaction was that she loves me and does not wish to lose me.

After an initial glare she took my hand and gave me a kiss.

I was not lusting, only looking.

I was attracted to the woman's shape because of her resemblance to Krsna's three fold bending form.

i like it when she says "mine" and holds me, makes me feel safe.

she asked for a blanket, i brought a small fleece that i got for Christmas once. It is soft and hand put together but not very big, actually like a shawl. She pointed at it raising her voice, "that crappy thing?!!!"

Any dissatisfaction I feel has not to do with lusting after some woman's form, for me it is something non sexual, but sexual, love, love, love...she's a good and simple simple soul. She knows not to pry to deeply.

I wrote a blog one day that falls into this category:
Nov 30 2006, 07:03 AM edited
"It is the duty of a wife to nag her husband"
Or she thinks that way, it is of course to improve me, if that’s possible. So I went to bed the same time as my wife, not my usual, but she had it in for me. Of course I heard all my usual eternal faults, the statements I made years ago, which I never remember, but to her it is as if I just said it. It’s amazing how she remembers these obscure things. I say, yes dear. And she must tell me how she knows me better than I know myself. It's reassuring that she thinks that. And this statement cracked me up… "I know what you think better that you know what you think”..OK dear, calm down and roll over…

She says this morning, after I noted how she always serves everyone in every way, "I am a wish-fulfilling wife". Maybe she's something like a kalpa-vrksa tree or kama-dhenu cow.

mabu tells me "i am more advanced than you"

In the depth of the night he said - "I have crossed oceans of time to find you."

But, but, but was he sleeping or awake, was he talking about you or someone else. Time can fold in on itself...

"Hey girl!"
"Mmmm?"
"Lunch could also be had!"* (or some other loving proposal)


*His syntax got permanently warped by too much study of English and Sanskrit, so that Active Voice now holds a marginalized position.

This is a quote from my favorite movie.

Early this morning I heard the magic words that got me going, “Hey Mo, I think it’s time I made some Upma…What's you think?

Hhmm, snow and ice on the outside, Upma on the inside!!!

“You’re going to be finding Easter eggs when you’re forty”, that’s what my wife, Subhasini, said to our son David who is fifteen, yesterday. You see on every Easter Sunday, since the four of them were born, my wife created this ritual which she enjoys immensely of filling these plastic eggs with chocolate and jelly beans and hiding them throughout the house and yard for them (Tara, 17, David, 15, Dhani, 9, and now little Anna, 1.7) to find, each plastic egg marked with their names on them. So cute and sweet and with presents for them too, she is like a grown child herself. The search is over now. She runs this family, I am like another child to her, she sometimes jokes.

my wife and i perfectly compliment each other,... i am good at earning money and she is good at spending it