Man has probably won in the race of survival and existence but lost in the race of humanity for his own kind...... its a pity today I carry my child under the shelter watching another child of his near age drenched in rain... a pity the mother is not bothered,...a pity someone's hue and cry about this, is laughed upon saying..y do you really care...a pity the help offered is seen as a humiliation to the parent... a pity the mother says that the child (who cannot even speak) cannot understand her...... a pity the parent calls herself and her child poor and so the child must live that way..... on this teachers day... its been a real pity to witness the most sacred teacher abandon her child.
Thought, the entity man cannot live without. Be it a memory, an imagination, they are a part of us. The thought belongs to the one who thinks... no one can make someone emerge a thought...Our thoughts are our own possessions, our own teachings and wisdom. A treasure safe in our minds. As long as man lives.... the thought lives. Have we ever asked who is the thinker!
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
My youngest mentor
what do I say about my most recent teacher... my youngest mentor. He astonishes me with his every act, impressing me to wonder when did he really master it..in just a few months. Who says only a mother teaches a child, I experience learning more as a mother............... I have grown much more. My child has paved my way..given me a direction... his innocent smiles have taught me how pleasant life is... his mischief has taught me how much fun life is..... his constant persistence to accomplish something has taught me endurance....... his unfailing trials has taught me that there are no failures in life ........ His presence has made me more responsible...His twinkling eyes give me a new insight.... His hugs have taught me how to love unconditionally. He refines me, he burnishes me for, he is my youngest and finest mentor that, I have had so far in my life.
Monday, August 27, 2012
It is often seen and heard
that every country has its critics, and most often, they are its very
own people whether IN-HOUSE or OUT-HOUSE...... if the critic talks and
preaches about responsibility by depicting comparisons with the
world....he must go beyond the mere talk and implement actions to bring
about the desired change.
Just a perception
when I look outside my window... I see many cadres of life; some doing
better and some bad or if I say worse than my position... if I start
comparing I will forget what I really have.... for the one called below
my status line might envy me the very
same way I would envy the one above my so called status line and who
really knows what the high status really has and really wants and really
envies what they have not....life may be unfair in its distribution of
things to mankind but very fair in giving an individual the balance of
his thought and life..just a matter of perception...Today cannot be
tomorrow and will never be yesterday but today is ever changing
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
The Fighter... I salute
In the calm and pleasant morn,
As the sun's first ray touches the horizon,
the leaves are silent, the breeze still;
the dove in the nest is sleeping still,
Suddenly breaks the silence- A shot in the air amid;
The calm atmosphere has turned horrid!
Slowly from within the fog appears a face
That has not had food for days
His eyes are tired, yet intense and alert
His actions are swift though limbs are hurt
His hands are bruised, yet firm on the weapon
Any time, any moment ready to leap on....
He breathes for his country men- many to him unknown
He fights in the war front, yet all alone
With a motto-To protect and never to quit,
he proceeds on and does never retreat.
Life to him, like for others is dear
Still death to him does not arise any fear
A poem on such a theme is easy to write
Yet his life depends on the one move that he makes is right
As the sun's first ray touches the horizon,
the leaves are silent, the breeze still;
the dove in the nest is sleeping still,
Suddenly breaks the silence- A shot in the air amid;
The calm atmosphere has turned horrid!
Slowly from within the fog appears a face
That has not had food for days
His eyes are tired, yet intense and alert
His actions are swift though limbs are hurt
His hands are bruised, yet firm on the weapon
Any time, any moment ready to leap on....
He breathes for his country men- many to him unknown
He fights in the war front, yet all alone
With a motto-To protect and never to quit,
he proceeds on and does never retreat.
Life to him, like for others is dear
Still death to him does not arise any fear
A poem on such a theme is easy to write
Yet his life depends on the one move that he makes is right
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Thank you
Thank you to all my readers, I am happy to see the immediate increase in the view count of my posts... and from different parts of the world. Thanks for keeping the blog alive and running.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
The "Perfect Prefect"
when someone calls me perfect, I do smile at myself, not for the greatness of self but, for the fact that I was in their footprints only sometime ago. I just walked past their path with a more firmer grip on my life. Life is a repetitive drama with the characters changed. When someone calls me imperfect, its just that, they have walked past my footprints. Yes, it does definitely hurt when called less of perfection.... those taunts and lessons appear just humiliating to the ego, but deep within, the conscious is very much conscious about the truth...It takes its time to accept the maturity of a subject.
Indeed Perfection is in the thought of how perfect something can be, a quality that gets perfected at every attempt. Well, if something can be made better, why not try!. Its not the age that makes someone perfect. The learning from an experience to make something better plus the attempt to implement the change makes one a 'Perfect Prefect' ... The master who knows there is much more to learn and perfect.
A simple proportionality of perfection..
Perfection = experience + attempt to implement
judgement
Indeed Perfection is in the thought of how perfect something can be, a quality that gets perfected at every attempt. Well, if something can be made better, why not try!. Its not the age that makes someone perfect. The learning from an experience to make something better plus the attempt to implement the change makes one a 'Perfect Prefect' ... The master who knows there is much more to learn and perfect.
A simple proportionality of perfection..
Perfection = experience + attempt to implement
judgement
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
Friendship is not just in the name .... it needs to be maintained, the next time we proudly call it so... every relationship is a friendship :) ...don't stagnate these values to feel sorry tomorrow.... be proud of all those who maintain this friendship and !!! never forget to reciprocate ..or else you may lose those pearls of life :)
Thursday, June 7, 2012
It is easy to let go when things seem hard..its a presumption to move away for better options.... but reality is we have to face the life that is in front of us... by making it a better choice and not by going for another glossy choice and definitely not feeling compromised or sympathized. There are no failures..be it in our academics, relationships or Career... every book is made from paper..but judging or presuming it to be better before opening it and later repenting is mere foolishness. Looking for the best in what we have is a healthy life because, nothing including self is perfect. Perfection must be in our vision that filters out what is not required. Avoiding a situation is mere escaping... it only builds up guilt and more avoidance. Life is perfect and joyful when we look at it through the most perfect window that is our maturity..that comes Not with age nor with experiences of life BUT by understanding the experiences of life
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
A small word can provoke a thought, a discussion. Here is a small conversation between two individuals that I enjoyed and felt like posting it in my blog. The two happen to be Husband and wife and started a small chat on the messenger. Husband (H): Hi there The wife was busy on another browser window and had already logged out of the account and opened another but happen to see her husbands msg seconds before logout. She replied after a few minutes from another account. Wife (W): Yep I'm here
H: how can u be everywhere... btw did u finish ur work
W: hmm..i can be everywhere if you think so..btw I did
The husband tried to get a little ticklish H : Omnipresent is god......so u r my god Then the wife tried to be more wiser
W: I am not god
man is a thought..
thanks for giving me a new insighttoday
H: switch on the cooler and then close kanna's door so that he wont get disturbed with sudden noise
W: okay
back to the worldkanna ... their 19 month old son was sleeping at home in his bed room and his mother was in another room.
H: okay good that man can at least be a thought :) The husband continued the light talk and was probably anticipating to get something out from his wife
W: idi oka sodhi..... (This is something nonsense, what do you mean at least)
or if there is an in depth meaning, I did not understand There was no reply from H so the W messaged in bold
W: UNNAVA (you there!!!)
H: unna (yes here)
naa mohaniki indepth meaning kuda (Never thought of the in depth meaning) The wife immediately replied
W: there is
H: what is that?
W: as long as the thought exists man does..so at least he is a thought,
thanks to the thought
if you do not call a man as a Man..even an animal can be named as man
man is just a name given to a breathing creature with 4 limbs two eyes,... walking etc
H: great I can be sometimes a drop of water to quench poetic thirst ....ha ha ha
W: every thought, feeling and word can be deciphered in depth.... but
Ultimately nothing is mortal... finally what exists is a black hole
and a black hole too,....... because man cannot imagine beyond
the thought cannot travel beyond a black hole
H: then lets all keep quite and do nothing because of black hole
W: silence is what has, is and will exist without a defined end
it will once again break open to expel the thought of what we probably imagine as life
H: BTW...this reminds me of BAGVAD GITA's stance .....but I dont know how to put it forward
W: tell me in your own way
may be we can frame it together
H: if it is black hole then why this creation...more or less Arjuna asks this question ( may not be same words but it means same)
W: black is when energy is all absorbed...may be
my understanding from my basic sciences
when there is leak of energy it gives light....the life may be
this is where probably great scientists too have succumbed to the dilemma of god????
H: if energy is all absorbed the universe has no energy..then no life
no life nothing to talk about
me: yes
this just a mithya (delusion)
brahma kalpamu (dream)
one dream of brahma According to Hindu mythology Brahma is the creator of the universe and life, and the events of life are assumed to a one night sleep and dream of the creator Brahma. The world is assumed to end when Brahma wakes up.
H: a circle with beginning and end is a black hole W: :)
btw my Universe has woken up and is highly radiant with energy to expend
H: okay enjoy ur radiant universe
W: our radiant universe
H: sure ours The radiant Universe was their son. The lady called him the universe because her daily activities were centered around , for and with him only.
W: bye
H: bye
Monday, May 28, 2012
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