I explored some interesting stuff and would like to share with you all……
1) Strings: what make art beautiful? Is it the sketch or the colors?
2) Who for whom? Is it children creating mother or mother creating children?
3) Who leads what? Is it the traveler leading the way or way leading travelers?
4) Who exists? Is it relatives for relation or relation for relatives?
5) Beauty: Is it beauty for eyes or eyes for beauty?
6) Love: Is it love for each other? or each other for love
Finally will like to conclude with one last quest .
7) life: Is it life for living or living for life ?
The questions are endless…..
But does that require any answers?
I think some questions care for no answers….And that makes our life more humane .
What say guys?
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
When faith leads
“To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.” - St. Thomas Aquinas
Often I‘ve seen there are two or more than two options for a single way and I know how difficult it is to choose one among them.
Our mind transforms into a battlefield between heart and brain, between reason and emotion, between logics and irrational feelings …..Phew too hard to determine what to opt!!!
Recently I was a witness to such a dilemmatic situation. ……….
My dad bought an Apartment three years ago before his retirement. While my mom always wanted a home made by them but compromised considering my dad’s health.
There had been a long discussion on it between my parents after which they chose to buy the apartment in a metro city where the medical facility is convenient enough.
Now after couple of years staying there my parents started complaining about the pollution, concrete jungles and boundless traffic. My dad was depressed since he can no longer pursue his gardening due to space crunch ….
They finally asked me “what to do?”
I never take much time in answering question but this time it was hard to give a quick reply .I thought hard and realized that whatever the way they choose there is no right or wrong about it. They have their own portion of merits and de-merits.
1. I understand country house is good as it have space for gardening but then what about maintenance? While in apartments there is a great facility of maintenance but where is the space to garden?
2. Medical facility is convenient in metro but then pollution free environment in country side is a boost to health.
3. I understand apartments may be a bit congested with so many flats at side but then in a house made, where is the optimum security, especially for two senior citizens staying alone?
So many views and counter views baffled me, unable to decide what to do. I remembered my friend once told me that calming down self help in deciding. And I could see how right he is.
The next time my parents asked me “what to do?”
My answer was- “FAITH”
I believed there is no wrong or right about a decision. Each option leads to some unique destination. It is the faith in our decision which make us contended .Even if the things don’t work out as expected at least there is a satisfaction that I tried my own way rather than following someone’ s else path .
And I think that is called “experience”--- life’s methods of teaching to live ………
P.S:- My parents are happily staying at apartment while my dad started junking the veranda with flower pots (according to my mom!!!)
.But yes they are happy with their faith …….
Often I‘ve seen there are two or more than two options for a single way and I know how difficult it is to choose one among them.
Our mind transforms into a battlefield between heart and brain, between reason and emotion, between logics and irrational feelings …..Phew too hard to determine what to opt!!!
Recently I was a witness to such a dilemmatic situation. ……….
My dad bought an Apartment three years ago before his retirement. While my mom always wanted a home made by them but compromised considering my dad’s health.
There had been a long discussion on it between my parents after which they chose to buy the apartment in a metro city where the medical facility is convenient enough.
Now after couple of years staying there my parents started complaining about the pollution, concrete jungles and boundless traffic. My dad was depressed since he can no longer pursue his gardening due to space crunch ….
They finally asked me “what to do?”
I never take much time in answering question but this time it was hard to give a quick reply .I thought hard and realized that whatever the way they choose there is no right or wrong about it. They have their own portion of merits and de-merits.
1. I understand country house is good as it have space for gardening but then what about maintenance? While in apartments there is a great facility of maintenance but where is the space to garden?
2. Medical facility is convenient in metro but then pollution free environment in country side is a boost to health.
3. I understand apartments may be a bit congested with so many flats at side but then in a house made, where is the optimum security, especially for two senior citizens staying alone?
So many views and counter views baffled me, unable to decide what to do. I remembered my friend once told me that calming down self help in deciding. And I could see how right he is.
The next time my parents asked me “what to do?”
My answer was- “FAITH”
I believed there is no wrong or right about a decision. Each option leads to some unique destination. It is the faith in our decision which make us contended .Even if the things don’t work out as expected at least there is a satisfaction that I tried my own way rather than following someone’ s else path .
And I think that is called “experience”--- life’s methods of teaching to live ………
P.S:- My parents are happily staying at apartment while my dad started junking the veranda with flower pots (according to my mom!!!)
.But yes they are happy with their faith …….
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The Noisy Silence ….
“Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.”
- Amelia Burr
It is really amazing how technology have changed our lifestyle, our modes, social structure ….and eventually our “life”. Friends don’t get me wrong I am in very support of technology as everybody of us; after all it is also a creative bent of human mind.
I just want to ask a very simple question, as I asked myself:
How often we have spent time ONLY with oneself? With nobody but serene nature?
When did we last hear the black bird chattering at the peak of its voice? When did you last get out with your fishing equipments?
My answer to myself was; when I was 5 years old.
I wondered may be sometime a life without cell phone would be peaceful …and soon my cell started ringing ….. Call from my parents!
So what can be the solution to an important cell phone?
I permanently turned it to vibrating mode. I felt sometime I can resist attending all calls...
I have started communicating with my friends and parents who stays away from me in a very old system or traditional as preferable……
Writing letter in post card!!!! it was funny as I started writing ,specially when I made lots of mistake while writing a simple letter to my friend …….but at the end I was happy to write (not type ) . I felt it was something which my heart narrated and I truly expressed.
I generally put on my headphones when I feel the ambience chaotic …..But then I realized sometime it is equally enjoyable to hear all the “noise” and laughter around you…. hear other people speak, to see how they rejoice, how they express….
Incidentally to listen, feel and enjoy these varieties of environment, it is necessary to be silent. For me silence is not noiseless atmosphere but I define it as a state of mind which enables us to connect with the outside world completely!!!
I feel we can hear more, see more and learn more when we are silent from inside. For example while meditating …I hear lots of sound (even a burning oven in my neighborhood attract my attention) why? Coz I am super silent from inside (well people would call it distraction while meditating …..But is it not widening of senses?)
So I have a request to all of you. See everything you can see right from the new leaf of your garden to the new attendant in your workplace…..
Feel every inch of existence …… relish every taste that your taste buds can afford and to do this only requirement is Love the life ……….
What say?
keep exploring ......
- Amelia Burr
It is really amazing how technology have changed our lifestyle, our modes, social structure ….and eventually our “life”. Friends don’t get me wrong I am in very support of technology as everybody of us; after all it is also a creative bent of human mind.
I just want to ask a very simple question, as I asked myself:
How often we have spent time ONLY with oneself? With nobody but serene nature?
When did we last hear the black bird chattering at the peak of its voice? When did you last get out with your fishing equipments?
My answer to myself was; when I was 5 years old.
I wondered may be sometime a life without cell phone would be peaceful …and soon my cell started ringing ….. Call from my parents!
So what can be the solution to an important cell phone?
I permanently turned it to vibrating mode. I felt sometime I can resist attending all calls...
I have started communicating with my friends and parents who stays away from me in a very old system or traditional as preferable……
Writing letter in post card!!!! it was funny as I started writing ,specially when I made lots of mistake while writing a simple letter to my friend …….but at the end I was happy to write (not type ) . I felt it was something which my heart narrated and I truly expressed.
I generally put on my headphones when I feel the ambience chaotic …..But then I realized sometime it is equally enjoyable to hear all the “noise” and laughter around you…. hear other people speak, to see how they rejoice, how they express….
Incidentally to listen, feel and enjoy these varieties of environment, it is necessary to be silent. For me silence is not noiseless atmosphere but I define it as a state of mind which enables us to connect with the outside world completely!!!
I feel we can hear more, see more and learn more when we are silent from inside. For example while meditating …I hear lots of sound (even a burning oven in my neighborhood attract my attention) why? Coz I am super silent from inside (well people would call it distraction while meditating …..But is it not widening of senses?)
So I have a request to all of you. See everything you can see right from the new leaf of your garden to the new attendant in your workplace…..
Feel every inch of existence …… relish every taste that your taste buds can afford and to do this only requirement is Love the life ……….
What say?
keep exploring ......
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Wonders Rules:
Yesterday I visited the elegant and one among the seven wonders of world “The Taj Mahal”. It’s been a hot afternoon when I reached the city of Agra .I was little annoyed with the climatic condition .Irrespective of inconvenient transport system I finally reached at the gate of Taj Mahal. The entry gate made up of red old bricks had touch of its historic time as I tried to imagine the Taj Mahal ………………
But soon I realized my mistake ,when I stepped there inside the historic monument I was just spell bound .I could not figure out how can anybody built it …so beautifully ,so magnificently? I realized how stupid I was trying to judge its beauty at the exterior gate.
I stared at it as if somebody glued me to the marble floor with some magical power. I proceeded slowly step by step, trying to feel each inches of the layout
I can not describe the beauty,it is beyond my imagination as well as analysis. Rather I want to share some of my thoughts with all of you.
After exploring the whole Taj I sat quietly at a corner from where I could see the Yamuna River flowing…and I let loose myself in the stream of thoughts……
I wondered how an emperor (“Shah- Jahan”) could imagine such a beauty especially who was known for a merciless heart? I stared at the flowing Yamuna asking it the answer of all my queries…the only witness of time and its tale.
1. I realized that each and every person have a touch of divinity in him …it depends on how well we can carry it…the divine power always give us a chance to improve ourselves …
And any art is nothing but the reflection of that higher power or may be the direct connection.
2. I think here monument is the self conscience of the emperor. He shed limitless blood and had merciless regime and yet he knew that he was doing wrong and possibly he tried to wash the stain of his wrongs, building the milk white monument.
May be we can built a beautiful conscience full heart …just quite comparable with “Taj Mahal” so that our heart and soul don’t have enough space to get indulged in any complexity …..
3. I learned not to judge anything seeing its exterior …..Judgmental mind can be catastrophic. Same way I felt judging a person means de-valuing the pure soul that is residing in him
4. What we do is what we get paid off …..That is so true .the emperor was captivated and jailed by his own son .He had nothing in his later life except grieve, sorrow and may be repentance…..
5. Lastly “love” is the only word that can create beauty…Shah Jahan built this Magnum Opus in memory of his beloved wife “Mumtaj”.
Love in all form creates...it never destroys; it elevates humankind to the richness and texture of glory and pure radiance…………..
The dusky light of sunset illuminated the tower and it stood there tall and vibrant as if smiling ……whispering the unsaid stories of time …long long ago ………………..
PS: - the snaps will be posted at :-
http://throughmyeyescatchtheeternity.blogspot.com/
But soon I realized my mistake ,when I stepped there inside the historic monument I was just spell bound .I could not figure out how can anybody built it …so beautifully ,so magnificently? I realized how stupid I was trying to judge its beauty at the exterior gate.
I stared at it as if somebody glued me to the marble floor with some magical power. I proceeded slowly step by step, trying to feel each inches of the layout
I can not describe the beauty,it is beyond my imagination as well as analysis. Rather I want to share some of my thoughts with all of you.
After exploring the whole Taj I sat quietly at a corner from where I could see the Yamuna River flowing…and I let loose myself in the stream of thoughts……
I wondered how an emperor (“Shah- Jahan”) could imagine such a beauty especially who was known for a merciless heart? I stared at the flowing Yamuna asking it the answer of all my queries…the only witness of time and its tale.
1. I realized that each and every person have a touch of divinity in him …it depends on how well we can carry it…the divine power always give us a chance to improve ourselves …
And any art is nothing but the reflection of that higher power or may be the direct connection.
2. I think here monument is the self conscience of the emperor. He shed limitless blood and had merciless regime and yet he knew that he was doing wrong and possibly he tried to wash the stain of his wrongs, building the milk white monument.
May be we can built a beautiful conscience full heart …just quite comparable with “Taj Mahal” so that our heart and soul don’t have enough space to get indulged in any complexity …..
3. I learned not to judge anything seeing its exterior …..Judgmental mind can be catastrophic. Same way I felt judging a person means de-valuing the pure soul that is residing in him
4. What we do is what we get paid off …..That is so true .the emperor was captivated and jailed by his own son .He had nothing in his later life except grieve, sorrow and may be repentance…..
5. Lastly “love” is the only word that can create beauty…Shah Jahan built this Magnum Opus in memory of his beloved wife “Mumtaj”.
Love in all form creates...it never destroys; it elevates humankind to the richness and texture of glory and pure radiance…………..
The dusky light of sunset illuminated the tower and it stood there tall and vibrant as if smiling ……whispering the unsaid stories of time …long long ago ………………..
PS: - the snaps will be posted at :-
http://throughmyeyescatchtheeternity.blogspot.com/
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Suddenly Firstly Happiness
Yesterday I decided that enough is enough .How long will I put off myself from cleaning the loft? And yesterday evening I just prepared myself to clean the mess up (I think pretty comparable with kings before any war).
Well how I managed to clean it up and how well I did is a different saga altogether. Rather I am here to say a different story…..
While I was cleaning the stuffs I noticed a very old wrapped paper bag with tons of dust in it, lying very distinctly at a corner as if waiting for years to be freed. I managed to sidetrack all the materials and grabbed the packet…and I found a worn out “diary”……….
My “first” diary. I was literally hypnotized as I sat at the dirt turning the yellowed pages .I read each pages as if I could still feel the hours near to me, I felt those bygone moments sitting next to me …I laughed a lot and may be at some point my eyes went moist (I think tears are colors of emotions and they can represent happiness too)
Suddenly I felt an urge to search my first watch I knew I had kept it somewhere...that was a gift from my dad for getting promoted to high school. I found it at my old school bag …still elegant and proud to be my first possession…I tied it round my wrist .I realized at once that even though I bought hundreds watches ,they are just incomparable to this masterpiece……
School bag was a treasure to me …it appeared so …justifiably
1. I found a couple of sketch pens….I won them at a quiz for the first time!!!!(Even I was astonished at my memory!!!)
2. A single piece of withered rose (typical infatuation…I agree)
3. My red cartoon depicted pencil box …. (I threatened my mom that I will miss my weekly test if she doesn’t buy me that …and incidentally that was my first pencil box too.)
After the hunt was over I emerged energetic ….may be I was again the little silly girl in a dancing frock , with all the power in hand to turn the world upside down…….and finally I concluded that “firsts” are the happiness of fulfillment and are therefore irreplaceable .
I found this snap gifted by my friend Mir quite enchanting as the bench waits for its first traveler to rest ……..
Well how I managed to clean it up and how well I did is a different saga altogether. Rather I am here to say a different story…..
While I was cleaning the stuffs I noticed a very old wrapped paper bag with tons of dust in it, lying very distinctly at a corner as if waiting for years to be freed. I managed to sidetrack all the materials and grabbed the packet…and I found a worn out “diary”……….
My “first” diary. I was literally hypnotized as I sat at the dirt turning the yellowed pages .I read each pages as if I could still feel the hours near to me, I felt those bygone moments sitting next to me …I laughed a lot and may be at some point my eyes went moist (I think tears are colors of emotions and they can represent happiness too)
Suddenly I felt an urge to search my first watch I knew I had kept it somewhere...that was a gift from my dad for getting promoted to high school. I found it at my old school bag …still elegant and proud to be my first possession…I tied it round my wrist .I realized at once that even though I bought hundreds watches ,they are just incomparable to this masterpiece……
School bag was a treasure to me …it appeared so …justifiably
1. I found a couple of sketch pens….I won them at a quiz for the first time!!!!(Even I was astonished at my memory!!!)
2. A single piece of withered rose (typical infatuation…I agree)
3. My red cartoon depicted pencil box …. (I threatened my mom that I will miss my weekly test if she doesn’t buy me that …and incidentally that was my first pencil box too.)
After the hunt was over I emerged energetic ….may be I was again the little silly girl in a dancing frock , with all the power in hand to turn the world upside down…….and finally I concluded that “firsts” are the happiness of fulfillment and are therefore irreplaceable .
I found this snap gifted by my friend Mir quite enchanting as the bench waits for its first traveler to rest ……..
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Happily Unpredictable
I apologize for not able to write anything for more than a week and surely that requires an explanation to all my readers. The reason behind the absence was an unplanned tour. I have been a bit of disciplined person (though I can not promise that in case of my wardrobe) .Otherwise I at least ensure to keep myself in position to face any situation. In that case I suppose I was brought up with the ideology that success is synonymous to discipline. (Can we say it a Genetic Ideology??)
Anyways before the last week I visited my close friend who was sick due to stress .I found myself advising her to take a break and have a nice tour?
While returning back to my place I questioned myself that why on earth I advice her that stuff? Is that something in my subconscious mind? Or am I trying to fulfill my wish? ……………………….
The next day I woke up early in the morning went to buy two tickets (a surprise for my fiancée) for the next day, packed my bag and went straight to my fiancée. ……
I know it was shocking for him to hear my plans but I was pretty sure, he was excited as well. And may be his spontaneous happiness induced a special joy in me. I am glad that I tried to explore the world of “un-planned” …….
The next part is all about exploring the unknown places and feeling the essence ……we traveled a lot but never did I feel tired. We ate like gluttons and slept peacefully……I think happiness in seeing some unseen feels this way……..
Unpredictability has its own attraction and vigor apart from excitement, I realized. Never before I knew that an aimless walk can be such a fun, foods at roadside so tasty and traveling in a cart car so exciting……….
I wish I had been “unpredictable” earlier……But then ‘better late than never’
NB: - I will soon post the snaps in my photo blog …..Till then I wish all of you unpredictable happiness
Anyways before the last week I visited my close friend who was sick due to stress .I found myself advising her to take a break and have a nice tour?
While returning back to my place I questioned myself that why on earth I advice her that stuff? Is that something in my subconscious mind? Or am I trying to fulfill my wish? ……………………….
The next day I woke up early in the morning went to buy two tickets (a surprise for my fiancée) for the next day, packed my bag and went straight to my fiancée. ……
I know it was shocking for him to hear my plans but I was pretty sure, he was excited as well. And may be his spontaneous happiness induced a special joy in me. I am glad that I tried to explore the world of “un-planned” …….
The next part is all about exploring the unknown places and feeling the essence ……we traveled a lot but never did I feel tired. We ate like gluttons and slept peacefully……I think happiness in seeing some unseen feels this way……..
Unpredictability has its own attraction and vigor apart from excitement, I realized. Never before I knew that an aimless walk can be such a fun, foods at roadside so tasty and traveling in a cart car so exciting……….
I wish I had been “unpredictable” earlier……But then ‘better late than never’
NB: - I will soon post the snaps in my photo blog …..Till then I wish all of you unpredictable happiness
Monday, March 10, 2008
Weekends Are Over-But Not The Fun
So the fun is over? Facing the “Monday blues”? I have developed ways where I found it useful to deal with these stress factors of weekdays.
I will be happy enough to share my crazy but useful (I hope) table.
I have divided each day with an aim and a zeal to live the day fullest.
Monday: - It’s a running evening for me. I run till I get exhausted and I really feel good after the heavy run. The every drop of sweat has its own relaxation I think……
And after a days work I think it’s a good way …to feel nature and a cool breeze. I wait Monday evening for the …relaxing walk.
Tuesday: - it’s an evening with my family. As I stay away from them …I talk to them .listen them and try giving them the time for it…may be I try to balance out between family and profession…but it works for sure.
Wednesday: - the day starts with a good meditation .In the evening I go out for a shopping with my fiancée and not a costly one .sometime buying me a chocolate do wonders (oh!! I let out my secret).strolling aimlessly with him gives me sense of freedom …freedom from stress and noise.
Thursday:-well only one more day to go excites me enough .I bring home a good book to read…the one I never managed to finish.
And while I read the book …I feel complete, a sense that completing a good book can only provide.
Friday:-The last day of weekdays…and I review myself …..I dedicate my evening with some good social work. May be, either helping someone in need or hearing someone who needs some support…..an evening dedicated to “humanity” of course.
Saturday and Sunday ……..time to add spice in your very own ways
I wish all my readers a very happy “WEEKDAYS”
I will be happy enough to share my crazy but useful (I hope) table.
I have divided each day with an aim and a zeal to live the day fullest.
Monday: - It’s a running evening for me. I run till I get exhausted and I really feel good after the heavy run. The every drop of sweat has its own relaxation I think……
And after a days work I think it’s a good way …to feel nature and a cool breeze. I wait Monday evening for the …relaxing walk.
Tuesday: - it’s an evening with my family. As I stay away from them …I talk to them .listen them and try giving them the time for it…may be I try to balance out between family and profession…but it works for sure.
Wednesday: - the day starts with a good meditation .In the evening I go out for a shopping with my fiancée and not a costly one .sometime buying me a chocolate do wonders (oh!! I let out my secret).strolling aimlessly with him gives me sense of freedom …freedom from stress and noise.
Thursday:-well only one more day to go excites me enough .I bring home a good book to read…the one I never managed to finish.
And while I read the book …I feel complete, a sense that completing a good book can only provide.
Friday:-The last day of weekdays…and I review myself …..I dedicate my evening with some good social work. May be, either helping someone in need or hearing someone who needs some support…..an evening dedicated to “humanity” of course.
Saturday and Sunday ……..time to add spice in your very own ways
I wish all my readers a very happy “WEEKDAYS”
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