In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness..... by Mahatma Gandhi

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 :)

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

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

Life is a barter system, when we lose something, we get something even more precious... its just a test for the eye to see... so the next time we crib for any loss or we feel that we have done something selflessly, we must not forget that it was a choice made by us :)

As much as a helping hand is revered and never forgotten, so is a deserted hand forgiven but can never be forgotten, for its roots are deep to fade slowly...its simply human

When the storm is gone, the trees grow back their normal leaves, but the uprooted bark speaks of the time that left with its impressions behind.

Surf not with the waves of the ocean, sink deeper to understand its realms

A Beautiful quote .... someone asked Gautama Buddha... what is poison. He gently replied that
"Anything excess in life is poison."

A mother

A mother can be selfish to call her child as her own because she has the right to do so...

A mother can be selfish to give that extra care to her child because she and only she can and will do it...

A mother can be selfish in taking the pride of being the mother because she has raised her child with unconditional love and affection....

A mother can be selfish in protecting her tender child in times of fear because no one else can be of such a support....

A mother can selfishly call herself as her child's best teacher/guide because she is the first one who teaches the child about living

BUT..

A mother MUST NEVER BE SELFISH in protecting her child from the harsh reality, truth or mistakes in life because in doing so she will be falsely manipulating the child's understanding about life and also prevent him from facing the challenges of life.

Colours are the emotions that we live each day, we feel every moment, and breathe every second.... a beat of the eyelash holds the most beautiful colour that absorbs all others and treasures them forever

Achievement is just the beginning towards a goal..... Maintenance, Sustenance and Tolerance and refinement of what has been achieved make for the Ultimate accomplishment of the goal

The Best of the Opportunities always come our way with their own share of Consequences.... it is up to us to take the Chance and Live those consequences or take the chance and Leave those consequences when they get too thorny..
Indeed a Bed of Roses comes with a bunch of hidden Thorns

Love

Love is not defined by the pleasantries we get from those whom we consider special...
Love is defined by the roles and duties and care one gets from those who consider themselves special to the receiver.... We are at both ends :)
We never had a choice to chose our parents or siblings...... yet we love them because they have a special place in our lives for the special care they gave us. 

Memoirs of Life

Memories fade but can never be erased. A thousand steps begin their journey to cross a thousand miles unaware of what all they will be aware of. They begin their trod with a squeak, a petty pretty cry spreading smiles around, cuddled warmly, wrapped around secure in the enclosure of strong arms. The world too bright for the tiny eyes to open, yet, it seems colorful to create a desire. Soon the eyes do will to open. How colorful yet strange it seems, the very instant the unawareness leans to know the secrets of this bizarre image. The innocence of the tiny yawn, muses all these images in front, they make a noise of what they call happiness, a delight rejoicing for what they call a new arrival! what do they mean? they point towards me. who is me? Thoughts and doubts pondering, confused! So fast indeed, the tiny mind can form thoughts! The brightness slowly dimmed to brighten again, the world too amusing for the little eyes not to sleep, but to explore. Life probably, as it is said had started.

A noise always beside, could always feel something, may be later to realize it a touch, yes, but assuring that there was something or someone and the same one beside every time. I learned a new emotion of being secured, yet not knowing why It felt so. Anyway developed an acquaintance, later an attachment towards this someone whom I could never be without, my mother. I later learned, that is what ,this someone is to be called. I made one more friend, another big someone, my father, a very huge someone, I thought so. Never-the-less learned that he did things for me like ...care. Yes, indeed he cared a lot for me. Too many activities, too many noises later became familiar as I started to recognize all. In a span of a few days, months, many new emotions knocked the mind. They puzzled, questioned the mind, but slowly the will to enjoy them hushed all the doubts. What was the “will”?  Was it a developing desire?.

I could always see everything around except myself, how did I look to others I never knew until my eyes saw the image of my mother holding a tiny someone?... my mother pointed out to me and said in a recognizable noise that, that other figure was mine …hmmm that was me!!….well… I was lost, looking back and forth, sooner growing up to understand better what the mirror showed. This once unknown image now discovered, day after day appeared more loveable.

Soon I too started making the recognizable noise and was able to understand it clear. Aahh, I learned so much… at such a tiny age. So many friends, all to care for me, I felt happy, no something else some other feeling…just left it , the innocence probably not intriguing enough to find out.

Learning was never enough, everyday a new event mastered, was elated…again felt something, did not understand…. Left it again. …. As life got used to the pleasantries of the world, there developed a desire to ask for them. Yes, I learned to ask…. I never knew why I wanted things …I just wanted them as they made me happy. Everything was mine…. All that I wanted…. Yes, it was mine. Never realized when desires were shadowing the purest emotion of the heart.

Ringa Ringa Roses, Pocket full of poses, husha busha … and we all fall down. Life was indeed a garden full of roses, never knew what a fall could be. Life revolved around the people I knew, was not so vast. Blissful is the age of innocence. It sees no difference. It only knows to smile, play, and love and share things with all those who reciprocate.

Now, old enough to go to a school, excitement was full bound…well, not quite so as, the day one experience was a bit lonely and frightening. Slowly made new friends, of course these were of my size. School became the most enjoyable place. I would not miss. A place where the innocence learned different ways of life. Living was sharing, playing, wondering and laughing. There were failures and victory in games and among friends, however the realm of enjoyment was above all.

As I grew I was upgraded to bigger classes…. unlike the earlier ones these demanded more concentration, more books, more effort, less play. Always wondered why all this was needed but was told that they would prepare me for life. Life, what was so wrong that I had to prepare???... Too deep a thought for an age that had no responsibilities.

Time with friends was long gone, the era was different. With complete control over self and full independence, confidence evolved. The confidence of being able to do anything, accomplish everything. There was a healthy spirit of competition. The innocence got knowledgeable, and smart.

Things moved at their pace, time too sway its winds. Each new year was an excitement; all that was new to the eyes was astonishment. A will to try, attempt all possible… well, it did not limit to that, but more to succeed, never to fail. The trials of never to fail gave rise to the greed for victory. Where had all innocence and laughter gone, now the heart and mind are filled with envy? Envying all those who were successful. The need for existence had become a race for self-recognition and more to be successful.

The feeling that the immature mind once felt, took full control. All that was once an identity now became the pride. The ego and pride for being the best. Was I really the best? Was I the only best…? These questions were far beyond the space. Ambition blinded wisdom and the ability to judge. The only existing was the “I”.

After reaching the summit of success, having no more room to fly, life got suffocated. Tired of running...!!! Suddenly felt that others in the race had gone past me. Truly the world is colorful yet bizarre. A fear of losing, a fear of failure clawed the mind. What then, if some one else would become the best? It was the same insecurity of the child. Bang Bang the Roses …… my pockets seemed empty… I fell down and there were people looking at me; I could never recognize them till now, The ignorance was so high!!...Felt low, depressed. These were the people whom I once thought to be lower.

It is so amazing, not only individual experiences different emotions, but several individuals react with various emotions for a single instant. A humor for someone was a humiliation for another.

Really, the human brain is such a fine and sophisticated machine easy to get complicated. Understanding was not very easy but easier was misunderstanding. The line in-between is so faint not easily seen. Confused about self, depressed, ashamed, defeated! It hurt but nothing changed. Everything and everyone was at the same place. The situations were the same, only roles interchanged. Just a matter of perception changed all. Life was never a race with others, but with own self. Was I not best in myself, improving each day, getting better every moment. I was lost and now found, realized success came through learning, and failure was the lesson. What did I learn!---------- Patience! It reviewed the entire book of my life, giving a new meaning to understand and share joy. Triumph was always mine if I accepted it as it is. I was always aware of this simple truth as a child..... that was the reason I was always happy and merry then. The age of innocence proved to be wiser than the fully grown Ignorance that gave birth to arrogance. Age does not give maturity but wisdom does.

Life never taught how to smile. It never decided our victory, nor did it ever decide our fall. Had it taught how to cry it would have changed them all. An open book left out to be read, life never asked us to read it, nor to leave it. It only showed choices of emotions we had to act, and we do as according to our wish.

Yes indeed, I have come many steps past, uncountable with so many emotions emerging, roaring each with a different taste, all making the potion of life. Incomplete without either, reminding that life is beautiful, every moment is pleasant. It is in the way we want to taste. The choice is ours.

True Talent

True talent does not crave for the ambitious world.... but it does have an ambition to compete itself by refining and improvising itself...step by step.... to satisfy itself with its own progress. True talent has a comparison only with its own progress.