The Purpose of life

 By Karma, one is bonded to all those connected by blood, thought, intention, by emotion or by actions! All of these being material, one may call them opportunities or lessons or whatever.... Yet they are the stepping stones, escalating one to realize self. The bond is an attachment that only strengthens by accepting it.... BUT... the spirit is free,,,, Detached, nonetheless, united with the cosmic energy that propagates all the material life in one's lifetime. We all journey to experience the same....

Swathi 

Subtle words

Your competition is not with the bodies outside; but with the substance within.

There was no failure nor success. All that one assumed to have lost was never meant for the journey and all the gain was destined to walk along.

Find the source of happiness and then you will stop searching for the reasons.

Somewhere...

 Somewhere a Celebration

Asking for your Presence

Somewhere a Seclusion

Exploring Life's Essence

Somewhere a Beginning

Wanting a Disclosure

Somewhere an ending

Waiting for Closure

Somewhere a Memory

Oscillates for a Longing

Somewhere a reminder

Tutors against Wrong doing

Somewhere a Wonder 

Of how things Happen

Somewhere a Ponder

Of why things Happen

Somewhere a Laughter

Solely Enchanting

Somewhere a Silence

Becomes Soul Enhancing

Somewhere an Illusion

Creates a Confusion

Somewhere the Confusion

Clears the Illusion

Somewhere at this very Moment

Under Life's fated Torrent

We experience these Intensifying Moments

that lead us to the walk of our Destiny!

By Understanding their subtle messages,

Let us chalk our Journey

Simply blissfully

Marathon story

 Miles to go

Before you actually know

Make sure you Marathon well

Make sure you have an inspiring story to tell

Positivity

 Let us groom our younger generations 

With a POSITIVITY 

To accept, face and meet ends 

In the world of REALITY

quirky quotes on life

We are so busy balancing what is outside us that we imbalance our inner self!

living is essential

enjoying is essential

celebration is essential

gaining is essential

but

Not at the essence of life!

We evolve with what we witness around us

The moment of evolution is unique in itself and ever-changing

 This difference is the beauty of life

Let us respect and accept these differences to make the collage of life more colourful

If not for the collage man would lose the power of discretion        

This is the power of human generations

Beauty of life

 The truth of life is that it moves on....

And what's Beautiful about it is that...... it never leaves anyone behind...

Life is Evergreen

 The Breath of Life is never to Recede,

Our Acceptance never accepts Defeat,

The Breath and Moisture of the Evergreen forest is retained by its Foliage,

Its roots give us all, a beautiful message...

that...

Life is Evergreen!

Learning

 Right from the inception of life, man pursues constantly be it consciously or subconsciously on the path of learning with an endeavor of knowledge. he learns from all that he perceives by means of the earthly gifted senses and also learns from everything, everyone and self.. he learns from the evident as well as the discrete teachers, the loved teachers as well as the disliked, the good teachers as well as the ugly...finally he duels with the master and the pupil within self...

The pursuit and the process continue...

Happy teacher's day !!!

The Rainbow festival 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

The Rainbow Festival Or The festival of Colours 

Yes, The famous Indian festival Holi... is the festival of Colours... I'd like to call it the 'Rainbow festival'

Just like the many festivals celebrated in India, Holi too has cultural, mythological as well as a spiritual Significance. White is considered as the symbol of purity. THE WHITE LIGHT BREAKS UP INTO A SPECTRUM OF WAVELENGTHS OR RATHER PUT IT THIS WAY... IT IS A COMBINATION OF MANY VARIED COLOURS EACH WITH ITS OWN WAVELENGTH AND FREQUENCY..... JUST LIKE THE HUMAN BEINGS, THEIR EMOTIONS, THEIR LIFE SITUATIONS AND RELATIONS.

Holi is yet another indian festival of harvest and colours.  The harvesting in different regions of india occurs at different time phases of year..due to the regionally differing indian climate. Holi marks the end of winter almost completely in North India. Indians joyfully celebrate with colours such that the day appears to be painted with a rainbow of colours.

 Why play with colours? .... The play with colours is a mere significance that has been long lost... the colours signify the different phases and emotions of life and man. Playing and enjoying the colours on Holi  signifies that one must accept, balance and enjoy all the colours of life equally... It has a more spiritual significance which is- balance of life is more important than enjoying the more merrier phases or colours of life. Life is a bundle, a package and a colourful rainbow. Each colour gives significance to the other and each shade does the same, without either, neither of the various colours have any existence or meaning. It symbolises that the one who joyfully accepts and embraces the various moments of life without resisting, is the one who truly lives or exists. it is the victory of happiness and bliss over the evils of sorrow and sadness.

In the olden times more natural colours were used but with advancing age of chemicals and techology man has tended more for artificial means of making not just colours but many more things.

Colours, so many with shades so varied,

To chose just one is a difficult task indeed!

To Colour any of your day,

Be it ordinary or a special day.

I would say,

Chose not just one

But all the shades that glitter under the sun.

Though some may be dark and others sober,

Though each one is different from the other...

yet the balance all together.

Just like a Beautiful RAINBOW 

🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

The World in and as the Mirror

Today I want to share my poem written about 22 years ago... somehow never put it up in the blog earlier.

I looked into the mirror and smiled at it,

I could see a world with many bright things in it.

The people were so simple and very neat'

All spoke politely and were so sweet.

The evergreen trees were so high,

To reach the clear, bright sky.

Indeed the azure was calm

And the vast oceans beneath were warm.

The leaves shone under the sunlight

And the blossoms added to their delight.

It was a world so pretty and bright, 

Free from all malice and fight.

A bliss none could deny.

I again looked into the mirror and frowned at it.

I could now see a whole new world in it.

The people looked so different.

Their attitude was so distant.

Their sweetness had faded. 

An emptiness had evaded.

Each one looked down upon the other

With ego and dis-honor

Each one complained of the world's ill-manner.

Yet forgot they made the world and its flavor.

Ah! What a pity,

The world was neither bright nor pretty.

It was a world full of lust, pride and jealousy.

A tear rolled down my from my eye.

Now a vague image started to appear

In the same mirror

It was me, only me

I could now clearly see

There was no world,

There were no people

It was only my smile, 

It was only my frown,

That brightened my world and also brought it down.

I laughed at myself

As it was only me in the mirror all the while.

 

 

The line that was longer than mine

hey all, 

It has been a while, that I felt like writing something.. probably lost myself, lost my thoughts... life definitely brings us back to them. 

As a child I grew up hearing... whenever you are sad or upset about something, always draw your troubles as a line and look for someone with a longer line.. or rather more troubles. Life gives us many opportunities to grow, live, care and share.... we all lose... losses are again of different kinds.... 

Yet, we look at the world from only a single perspective of our eyes... just take time to single out and sit in the midst of your family, friends, office, acquaintances or even strangers, your country ... just watch them, try to know them and observe... then just close your eyes and weigh all their troubles against yours.... the world suddenly seems huge but again your world seems to be a tiny speck... draw lines, the length of each line would be based on different issues.... we suddenly realize that the world is and people are reeling from far bigger ,also unknown and unheard troubles.... You might realize that against their lines ,,  yours might be smaller, or may be it is just a dot or you haven't even started drawing.

Yes all of us are in problems, probably because we are looking at them.... but just draw your line of troubles against someone else's line of troubles... I bet each of us would end up with smaller lines.... 

.... The line .....that was longer than mine....

when a solution becomes a resolved liberation

As we all move up on the ladder of life we face situational dilemmas at each step........... things turn out sometimes positively, according to our needs and wants or at other times they take the other route.....or as we say, it all went wrong. Yet, we fail to understand that whatever,... the issue is resolved and the result is declared..and this simple solution actually relieves us.

waiting for the result is like a bondage that obstructs us from stepping onto the next step of the ladder. Once we know the decision we are free and relieved to move ahead onto the next goal. it is only when we regret and carry over the reminiscences of the previous solutions, we either feel great or lost. we tend to compare the previous gains or losses with the ongoing...ultimately losing focus on the objective/path of life. the moment we keep our options open and embrace the pattern of life..we are free and liberated and all the solutions and results further liberate our thought dimensions. The steps of the ladder in life have to be completed but when they are done with a liberated thought, physical and material bondages (gain and loss) are of no consequence.

My poetic world

I live in a poetic world,
where I romance with the teary pearls of my emotions....
I am not alone nor sad, maybe the outside world may see me so
I smile , I laugh, I ridicule with my selves
I sob, I fight, I taunt with within what dwells
I have leapt past the past desires as I no longer find them merriest
I still learn, as I have always, to swim with my tickling emotions
I have seen that the ripples of all my faces thread only to one string
I enjoy every mood no less than the other
I try to live every mood no more than the other
by doing so I learn the pearls of all my emotions bead
into the string of one happiness and bliss
I live in a poetic world no more colourful than yours
It just needs an eye to look for what it stores

life... a thought and a spectacle

Life moves on ... it is not the pace that matters but the change it brings is so spectacular. it is indeed the pace of our thoughts and the spectacle of our eyes.

Beautiful Life

life is beautiful.....
not because I am the most happiest
not because I have everything I desire
not beacause I am the richest in this world
not because I am the most successful

but because life taught me to understand that
happiness is untouched by any means and exists as one with us
desire is not everything in this world to change our life
the richest gifts of life are affection and time, all within one's hands
success on its own was always mine, if I believed in it

it is this simple beauty of life that makes it even more beautiful

A beautiful life...

Life?!! the word raises so many answers... 'oh life'............. 'hmmm life'.. 'hey thats cool'...'great'.... life is 'Fine'.... 'its tough'....... well at least it has so many colourful views, comments, compliments ;). , and that is what makes life beautiful. Life holds so many moments..moments of happiness, love, care, anger, anguish, sorrow, repentance, loss, victory, grief, guilt.....etc but all for a short period..... each moment is worthless without its counterpart. To realise beauty, one needs to see the ugly. ultimately all the good and the bad exist in coexistence......... to realise one, you need the other...to strike a balance, we need the two ends and that is what makes life the best tutor and the most beautiful one. the beauty of life is in the thought of mere existence. 

pattern of life

There is a pattern in every life and a life for every pattern of life............ all are destined to be mortal and none permanent. Learn the pattern of your life and accept it to live peacefully. Every pattern is for a reason...find it out to understand life.

giving

when one has the strength to give, give without a reason, give for no reason, because that is a  natural, beautiful trait that one possesses and that which brings happiness around. Do not entitle self for any reward.... as wanting a reward is not a trait of giving..the reward lies in the satisfaction of giving itself, otherwise one would have never done it. 

silence.... hear me

Have you heard silence...... hmm does it sound weird? its easy....silence can be heard...in the midst of noises, it exists. hear the silence, feel it......cherish it.... its beautiful, yes.... Silence...... is a bliss, total freedom........absolute happiness. Silence unfolds everything but holds nothing.... and that nothing is the ultimate truth.............the complete resolution.....the unbound, immense happiness........... freedom.........peace