Welcome to Anchit’s Blog
Hello. I’m Anchit, a writer. I talk to God and walk my dog, and talk to myself on this blog. I know absolutely nothing. All I have to offer you is my devotion. Perhaps the lore about one’s tendency to absorb the essence of one’s name holds true in my case as “Anchit” literally means Great Devotion.
Every Saturday, under the influence of great devotion, I post an essay with the sole purpose — that it must serve you in some way, shape or form.
Most people think yoga means bending the body in impossible ways, breathing exercises, or sitting effortlessly like a lotus. While it has its physical and mental benefits, Yoga can’t be reduced to a prescription of practices, exercises or techniques.
Yoga is the science of being in perfect alignment with the universe. The science of creating your inner climate exactly like you want. In the Vigyan Bhairav Tantra, when Goddess asks God about the ways one can meet God, instead of getting drawn into further philosophical discourse, God simply gives 112 methods to reach God within. Yoga is the ancient technology that gives you the ability to upgrade, activate and refine your inner climate.
Yoga literally means “union.” When you are in yoga, everything in your experience becomes one.
How does one reach this ultimate union?
A man with a sexy beard and a sporty bike once taught me that every person is a unique combination of the same idiots — body, mind, emotion and energy.
The science of yoga is categorized into 4 fundamental ways so we can bring our 4 idiots together. If the idiots don’t walk together, you’re bound to be one big mess!
When you employ your physical body to reach this union, we call it the yoga of action. When you employ your intelligence, we call it the yoga of knowledge. If you employ your energies, we call it the yoga of meditation. And if you employ your emotions to reach your ultimate state, we call it the yoga of devotion.
The path of devotion is a real, genuine search for the naked truth — an inquiry beginning, continuing and ending in intense maddening love.
All it takes is one moment of intense maddening love. This love. Oh this love. You keep this love. This love destroys your limited and rigid persona, your illusions of individuality, your tidy likes and dislikes.
Obliteration never looked so divine.
— “Ghost Walking” by Lamb of God
The endless nature of human desire — making your first dollar, then a couple dollars, your first $100, then $5K, then the euphoric high, then the euphoria dies, then $10K, then $30K, then a bigger car, then a bigger portfolio, then you want control over the world’s money supply — is an expression of this love. This love you have for the infinite. This love that you seek in installments.
Devotion is seen as the most spiritual path, but it has its own pitfalls. For instance, I truly don’t know if I’m moving forward or backward. The path of devotion can lead to all kinds of delusions. While using devotion as a tool to transcend logic, one may end up throwing logic out the window, and join the flat earth gang.
To best serve you, dear reader, standing on the stable platform of logic is a no-brainer. In its lower forms, devotion degenerates into hideous fanaticism. The fanatical crews of the various faiths and religions are exclusively recruited because they vibrate on the lower planes of devotion. Someone who is so lovingly attached and devoted to his own ideal(s), but turns into a howling fanatic when it comes to any other ideal has a weak and underdeveloped mind. This is why the many writers in the long line of sages advocate that knowledge and devotion go together. There isn’t much difference between knowledge and devotion as one might imagine, as they inevitably converge at some point in the seeker’s journey. Through knowledge, you aspire to meet God “face-to-face.” You can measure your progress on the path of knowing. It is an “eyes-open” path. Whereas devotion is more of an “eyes-closed” path — What’s fine and what’s not fine when everything is fine and divine? Why die a miserable accomplishment when you can die a blissful failure?
For most people, emotion is more intense than thought. That is why devotion is glorified in the ancient texts. It can be joyful and blissful and ecstatic. But without clarity of knowing and commitment to craft, it leads to stagnation and entropy.
All of this to say that this love — this love is not between me and you. The purpose of this blog is not to love hard, or spit bars on how deeply I care about your scars. This love is within you and me both. This love is boundless. This love doesn’t need to be saved and enslaved and reserved for an exclusive list of people and things. This love is its own fruition, its own means, and its own end.
Devotion has been the one constant theme of our sages. Devotion is old. Therefore, chances of me fetishizing old times on this blog are quite high. But there will also be times when I brag about my swag, write poems like a New York rapper, talk about how I got molested, or how I was arrested — for this blog also serves as my resume, dating profile and the quasi-Emerald Tablets of Thoth for my unborn child. Rest assured, I won’t bother you with all my secrets. I tell most of them to Murphy — my Shih Tzu overlord. My core intention is to propagate the divinity of words, not propagandize it.
Before becoming a writer, I worked as a marketer. I quit my cushy corporate job because some “S” named gossip girl painted me as incompetent in front of the squad. I didn’t like gossip girl, but majority of the women I’ve been attracted to had their name begin with “S” and all of them had some silly thing to teach me. So I skipped the middlewomen and went straight to the main “S” girl — Saraswati — for all my lessons. It is with her blessing that I’ve acquired an obsession with rhymes, eloquence, persuasion — the sonic science of words — that brings me here.
We are surrounded by words. Words can turn your world upside down, build your life up and burn it to ground. Words of encouragement, when spoken to a kid, can inspire her to become a better version of herself as she grows into a woman. Words of recognition spoken to an intern, can infuse him with swag and prod him to take the extra step. Unkind words can do irreversible damage, even destroy entire families within moments.
Not just spoken words, thoughts, when they replay as conversations can completely change how you perceive reality. I practically turned myself into a psychological nut case and robbed myself of my childhood just to become a 10x WOC (World Overthinking Champion). The mind is under a constant barrage of words — both positive and negative. The way words grip you, their sheer power and ability to influence our lives, was not lost to the seekers of truth. The sages recognized the latent energy in the nucleus of a word. The infinite potencies of sound derive from the creative word — Aum — the cosmic vibratory power behind all atomic energies. Any word spoken with a clear realization and deep concentration has a materializing value. Loud or silent repetition of inspiring words has been described beautifully in Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill and found effective in Coueism and similar systems of psychotherapy — the secret lies in stepping-up of the mind’s vibratory rate.
“A kind of waking trance — this for lack of a better word — I have frequently had, quite up from boyhood, when I have been all alone,” Tennyson wrote in his Memoirs. “This has come up upon me through repeating my own name to myself silently, till all at once, as it were out of the intensity of the consciousness of individuality, individuality itself seemed to dissolve and fade away into boundless being, and this is not a confused state, but the clearest, the surest of the surest, utterly beyond words — where death was an almost laughable impossibility — the loss of personality (if so it were) seeming no extinction, but the only true life.” He wrote further, “It is no nebulous ecstasy, but a state of transcendent wonder, associated with absolute clearness of mind.”
Words are our portal to the world within and without.
The energy of their sound bonds us with the universal energy around us. Every living being responds to words spoken with love. The universe too is one large living being — a philomath trying to understand its nature as one, perceived from different perspectives (by each observer) as fractional divisions of the number 1. When you — with love — use the power of words to slide into the universe’s DMs, the universe replies back.
Welcome to my blog, dear reader. I’m blessed to use the power of words to serve you — with love.
In this world, there is nothing so sublime and pure as transcendental knowledge. Such knowledge is the mature fruit of all mysticism. And one who has become accomplished in the practice of devotional service enjoys this knowledge within himself in due course of time.
Bhagavad Gita 4.38
Reader must also know
Considering how old humanity is, I started writing yesterday
I hated reading and writing and didn’t read my first non-fiction book until I turned 23
I have used the power of words to lie and cause harm to other people (including loved ones) many times
English is not my first language and I learned most of it from rappers, comedians, and NBA players
Every person who was paid to grade my economic fate declared that I’m a terrible writer because I wrote “in my own words” instead of “writing the right answers”
Unsolicited blessings from other humans
Fancy millionaire copywriter via DMs:
LMAO you’re just a jeet. English isn’t your first language and you want to write copy in the American market? You’re going to have a tough time. I am going to skin you alive. You are competing against guys like me and probably 1,000 other people who are better than me. I will eat your liver.
Dan Koe via Forum of Writer’s Bootcamp 2024:
Haha I love you too brother. I really like your writing as well. Resonates with me and hits hard.
One of my managers via Microsoft Teams:
I don’t care what you think. Most of what you write will never see the light of day. You’re a fake AI-writer. Your entire generation is like this.
Grandpa via Speech:
Nalayak! If you don’t read and write and become a doctor, you won’t have servants, or a car, or a house. You’ll end up a majdoor.
Seido via X:
Anchit is unabashedly himself. Sometimes it comes as a thoughtful concise tweet, sometimes it’s a meme, and other times he goes on a mini-rant. As punctuations of “keeping it real” in my timeline, his combo of spirit and quirk are an unstoppable force.
VP, Global Marketing of big company via Email:
It has been a genuine pleasure having you as a part of our team. Your talent as a marketer is evident, and exceptional writing skills are truly an asset that will serve you well in the future.
Email: anchit@anchits.blog


