To be able to realize the subtle difference between the world of reality and all that’s not real! The process of looking through life through a frame and knowing the incapacity of life to furnish all answers! We have to realize how much significance to attach with it.. concept of “Maya” illusion! The false connotation that we derive reality from and portray each emotion with perfect authenticity that we start believing the pain, the happiness, loss!
It’s a phase and a temporary one! The transition from one part to another, from loss to attaining, from a child to lover and then a mother, from life to death! We are constantly revolving with the world from a reality that’s subjective to an illusionary mirage!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
detach....
Strange how feelings alter…Detaching to realize how it all is so dispensable! Relationships where love is just a character in the play not the play itself!
The two lovers and love.. three separate entities!
The idiosyncrasies of each of them defining the pattern…so deep yet so fragile… love persists while relationships fade away…
How do feelings transform from "acquaintance" to "like" to "familiarity" to "attachment" and then "love" just takes over..!
Something breaks and you know some things are not meant to be..love cant sustain relationships!
I wonder if you hope so much for love then what you get in return is not love it’s just hope! N do we want hope or compassion or anything that’s like love but not LOVE?
is it possible to create love that is devoid of need? perfect love that is free of fear?
we are perfected in love..shedding the self and ego and existing in just pure LOVE!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
today...
I am speechless with the humbleness of talent..! The talent that’s not of a reflection of its creator but the creator is the reflection of that whats been created!
Someone I know insisted I capture the exact feelings…hmm its difficult to be descriptive here…
Realized how my long sentences have transformed to vague broken scattered words..
Today started earlier than most days…in the city called “mumbai” that has the strongest presence.! Changing altering even the name isn’t constant! The aura of this city is always the third character in your life and moments…whatever we do or do (inaction is never possible here) the city is not just watching its persistently participating.
Took my bus ride (I will describe the irony of bus rides in another Blog) and reached the place I was supposed to meet “Sharmaji”. I called to take exact directions and he offered to walk to where I was to take me along. Have to say at 8 o’clock I was still reluctant to insist on finding my own way like the usual compulsive need to reveal my “independent” side would have!
There came a 80 year old person with the energy of 18 year old… he had walked to help me find my way with a slight limp and a big smile.
I was escorted to this footpath with a white curtain that took me inside a world that had been hidden from the noise chaos and traffic of this city.
Inside the little open space each group of about 5 to 6 students had surrounded their teacher “madam”.
I was greeted with unfamiliar warmth and I knew the curtains were necessary to preserve this little space in this city. I was awkward and unprepared for such uncanny warmth (of all the many things this city offers warmth is definitely not one of it)
The Madams were older than 60 and today we were celebrating the "85th" birthday of one of the teachers. The retain the spirit in that age in this city was a miracle and had to be celebrated! I was included effortlessly and I was a part of the “ASHA” even before I opened the curtain (the same spirit which was a reflection of MUMBAI)
Someone I know insisted I capture the exact feelings…hmm its difficult to be descriptive here…
Realized how my long sentences have transformed to vague broken scattered words..
Today started earlier than most days…in the city called “mumbai” that has the strongest presence.! Changing altering even the name isn’t constant! The aura of this city is always the third character in your life and moments…whatever we do or do (inaction is never possible here) the city is not just watching its persistently participating.
Took my bus ride (I will describe the irony of bus rides in another Blog) and reached the place I was supposed to meet “Sharmaji”. I called to take exact directions and he offered to walk to where I was to take me along. Have to say at 8 o’clock I was still reluctant to insist on finding my own way like the usual compulsive need to reveal my “independent” side would have!
There came a 80 year old person with the energy of 18 year old… he had walked to help me find my way with a slight limp and a big smile.
I was escorted to this footpath with a white curtain that took me inside a world that had been hidden from the noise chaos and traffic of this city.
Inside the little open space each group of about 5 to 6 students had surrounded their teacher “madam”.
I was greeted with unfamiliar warmth and I knew the curtains were necessary to preserve this little space in this city. I was awkward and unprepared for such uncanny warmth (of all the many things this city offers warmth is definitely not one of it)
The Madams were older than 60 and today we were celebrating the "85th" birthday of one of the teachers. The retain the spirit in that age in this city was a miracle and had to be celebrated! I was included effortlessly and I was a part of the “ASHA” even before I opened the curtain (the same spirit which was a reflection of MUMBAI)
Sunday, February 14, 2010
.......................
Still and disoriented… the words seem to not reach me… I seem to be in a trance… I hear the sarcasm it doesn’t register… hear the mockery I don’t want to acknowledge it… I hear all they have to say about me, I try yet ignoring it is not a possibility…they are my people if they think this then somewhere in between all the misunderstanding must be some element of truth… I can’t turn away from the criticism for I know all his sermon couldn’t stem from malice or malevolence!
Have I really turned into this person they can’t even stand, so wrong, frivolous and vile! Deep down I want to block all these words…
Have I really turned into this person they can’t even stand, so wrong, frivolous and vile! Deep down I want to block all these words…
stand up!
Proximity to all that could go wrong… mindless violence!
Are we too presumptuous when we blindly assume that we are not a part of that volatile world? And are we too lackadaisical to think we aren’t responsible and answerable!
the recurring terror attacks! death in numbers! and the complete failure of the world to make us feel secure and safe!
We are all owners of this world and hence vicariously liable for all that has gone wrong! lets stand up and take our share of blame!
vigilance! Did you check under the seat of rickshaw u took?? Did u check under your seat in movie hall??? Did you cooperate with the security guard frisking you???
To be tolerant of each other.. Of the views that we don’t adhere to.. to ideas that aren’t in synchrony to ours… to religion that we don’t call ours…
To not get accustomed to violence.. To all that is wrong… to all that’s not fair..
Are we too presumptuous when we blindly assume that we are not a part of that volatile world? And are we too lackadaisical to think we aren’t responsible and answerable!
the recurring terror attacks! death in numbers! and the complete failure of the world to make us feel secure and safe!
We are all owners of this world and hence vicariously liable for all that has gone wrong! lets stand up and take our share of blame!
vigilance! Did you check under the seat of rickshaw u took?? Did u check under your seat in movie hall??? Did you cooperate with the security guard frisking you???
To be tolerant of each other.. Of the views that we don’t adhere to.. to ideas that aren’t in synchrony to ours… to religion that we don’t call ours…
To not get accustomed to violence.. To all that is wrong… to all that’s not fair..
Thursday, February 11, 2010
disparity
The spaces in between two people where they say love lies.! The distance between two people where disparity lies.
The physical boundary which defines you. The parts where you exist and that line after which stop existing. The lines that create biases, making us judge everything that lies outside these lines
Living in poverty, not just knowing need living it! Cramped up in spaces with overlapping existence...
Reality which is too painful to be real!
Dire Need….not of material but of survival!
The reason of mere existence is in dispute!
Living in richness and abundance…large spaces high ceilings…spaces where the self is lost!
Reality which is tainted by the tainted window glasses!
Absence of any real need! Living the vile existence of nothing consequential missing!
The false belonging to material!
The life of similar disparities!
The physical boundary which defines you. The parts where you exist and that line after which stop existing. The lines that create biases, making us judge everything that lies outside these lines
Living in poverty, not just knowing need living it! Cramped up in spaces with overlapping existence...
Reality which is too painful to be real!
Dire Need….not of material but of survival!
The reason of mere existence is in dispute!
Living in richness and abundance…large spaces high ceilings…spaces where the self is lost!
Reality which is tainted by the tainted window glasses!
Absence of any real need! Living the vile existence of nothing consequential missing!
The false belonging to material!
The life of similar disparities!
Monday, February 1, 2010
hmmm...
To know the beauty of time…
To know that there is a time to sow and time to reap…
To know when to attach and when to withdraw..
To keep a part of you for you at all times…
To break down cry yet not crumble…
To know how to assimilate and collect the pieces when they still fit..
To sometimes just see the evident without having to see the other part..
To love with all you have yet to know how it all is dispensable…
To fall without reason even when logic prevails..
To know the limitations of each person yet accepting...
To laugh at the irony of it and get amused with the sarcasm of life ...
To know until you die you are alive…
To know that there is a time to sow and time to reap…
To know when to attach and when to withdraw..
To keep a part of you for you at all times…
To break down cry yet not crumble…
To know how to assimilate and collect the pieces when they still fit..
To sometimes just see the evident without having to see the other part..
To love with all you have yet to know how it all is dispensable…
To fall without reason even when logic prevails..
To know the limitations of each person yet accepting...
To laugh at the irony of it and get amused with the sarcasm of life ...
To know until you die you are alive…
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