And I discovered a new place to absorb the essence of living in a drop called the world .
The oyster is all yours .
On discovering you the roughness replaced by the smooth terrain.
The pleasant wind clinging to your face.
The warm sun tingling you all over
The flight of life has taken off ..
The sludge drained out , the slur weeded out .
Divine crystal clear waters now flow everywhere
Two roads running along side each other.
The try to meet but don’t bother.
The seem to meet and then depart.
Running along side each other forever . Though to the outside world they seem all shiny and clever. The rough patches, the crumbling blocks and fine cracks . All seem smooth . but only from a distance and there is some old sooth. The roads just travel daily . As if lying there by habit they have nothing to do. Stuck to the habit of running along with each other like a glue
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and freedom.” —Viktor Frankl.
The strong creeper.
The creeper chose to grow on the wall.
Come rain sun or fall.
On the old Castle wall it stood tall.
It blossomed and had a ball.
Holding on strong when we thought it was frail.
Here on the wall it had found its holy grail
( Inspired by seeing a frail creeper grow strong on an old Castle wall in Baden)
It’s in moments of solitude and reflection that you can actually make sense of the busyness of life and find some patterns in it ( if at all ). The Ganga is it a river or an experience. A feeling or concrete reality. The river flows daily since ages. Yet leaves thoughts and reflections at all stages . To ponder over even when the water has actually flown And the seeds of a new reality are sown
The seasons change . And what a range . The trees with different hues . Sometimes a sunny day and some days all gloom. The flowers wilt and bloom. The fields blossom and at times shrink . We go out in a weather so dry , at times wet . And at times on the brink .
It’s only the ground the rawness of the Mother Earth . That is constant doesn’t change . Grounded since ages-since it’s birth !!
The changing hues of the sky. Just like the changing views of reality. The river Ganga flows deep and calm. The view to all senses is a soothing balm Well knowing where she has to go. And come rain or shine she is in the flow With the greenery around whole place is lit in the sunset glow
The Ganga is different to different folks. For some a spirit. The life force. For some livelihood. For some source of reflection. For some just a flow It’s a multi faceted gem. Flowing since eternity into eternity
Like ashes in the wind. Like a flickering lamp in a storm Like a firefly Juggling between peace and strife. Transient Life The journey of the permanent soul. To the after life With what was the mind body soul rife Sum of the parts of the past It could be a whimper or a blast That is the equation of life. With all passion and zeal. To make it a wholesome deal
A million seeds are thrown And sometimes sown. On ground that’s fertile And may be even arid at times. Yet some buds blossom. And some just vanish. Such are thoughts that come and go in a busy mind Some flourish and some just vanish .
Sunshine..
You spread the light of love and compassion
In every act and
thought freely with no brake or ration
Giving more taking less
Even as you charted your own unique path
And at times for being so unique even invited my wrath
With a quest for self realisation and learning at every
breath you took
Spreading cheer everywhere itself for you was the hook
As you climb a different summit today
Memories do flood slowly like the glint of a sun ray
Through a small opening in my heart and mind
As I reflect and unwind
Though I may miss you now
I know you are cheering me all the while
And I do reciprocate that with total purity and no guile
Our love today is limitless and not bound
Only regret remains that I missed realising your warmth and
cheer and the unique You when you were still around
(on losing someone and gaining them in fond memories)
On Life and after Life…
Like ashes in the wind.
Like a flickering
lamp in a storm
Like a firefly
Juggling between peace and strife .
Transient Life
The journey of the permanent soul.
To the after life With
what was the mind body soul rife
Sum of the parts of the past
It could be a whimper or a blast
That is the equation
of life.
With all passion and zeal.
To make it a wholesome deal
Life
Questions are but life.
Hidden in them are many a time the answers
And then there are answers that are far away from the questions
This conundrum continues
questions and answers
Once you find answers the
questions emerge.
Oh it’s just an everyday strife.
It is the solution seeker who finally gets fewer questions in this exam
called life
Win
Death won
In strife with life
Life fought
Fought hard
And succumbed
to cold cruel death
All the dreams , desires and aspirations
Burned in the pyre of despair, hopelessness and loss
Turns and twists
The strange vicissitudes of fortune and life
The weird twists and turns to a straight road
And in some time you get used to the contorted turns too
The journey of pain and love
Of some effort and
lots of apathy
All these ingredients make this contorted path
Where the natural flow is obstructed
By the wrong turns and arrives at a dead end of no return
But is there an end ever !!
Flame
The flame that burned once fiercely
Has exhausted itself
Of all the drive and zeal to burn
Nothing left but some burnt embers
Of a flame trying to burn brightly
On leaving early
The journey of the body
Is actually the journey of the soul
And it is the soul that has to tolerate the body
And its demands
Sometimes the excess demand
Breaks the soul
And it departs the body abruptly
Changing…
We are all imprisoned by time
But we create our own prisons here
And
seem to be having the key too
So when do we all break free
Absurd fate
Driven by grandfather Time
Since eternity
The tick tock movement continues
The captured bird
Too yearns for freedom that Nature offers
But born in captivity
Even that freedom is alien for us urban
dwellers
Time moves on
So does the situation
And even life
Then why should you be stuck up when
everything is moving
Day changes into night & vice versa
So why fret when things will change
Efforts and patience is the
Key to making this change your friend !!
The Vulnerability
It’s a vulnerability
An expression
Captured in a weak moment
That requires all the strength
That you can gather
To express the unsaid
Even when it is known
Between the unsaid and the known
Is the daring do attitude
Of being both weak and strong
*on the
vulnerability called grief, anger ,love
Keys
Opening the doors
with multiple keys
of strength
of resilience and patience
even when the words are simmering
and the thoughts crystal clear
the door is yet waiting to be opened
as the final key of vulnerability
is somewhere lost in the hazy mist
of rationality and hesitation
Here are some thought tit bits and great quotes about the Meaning of Life..
You
realise the value of anything
After
it is gone
The
air we breathe is taken for granted
The
relations that give us love
Are
taken for granted
It
is only when we lose everything
That
we stand to gain this invaluable insight
And
then you learn to value every small thing .You become more aware and sensitive
to everything .You become discerning – to whom should I give time to whom or to
what I shouldn’t .This is applicable both in personal and professional set
ups.Then the search for meaning and a higher purpose begins. The focus, determination
after a period of helplessness and vulnerability is amazing .The desire to gain something significant
and lose what is not required is even more intense
“Everything
can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose
one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“Those
who have a 'why' to live, can bear with almost any 'how'.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“It
did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected
from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to
think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life—daily and hourly.
Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in
right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the
right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets
for each individual.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“Love
goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest
meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually
present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of
importance.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“A
man who becomes conscious of the responsibility he bears toward a human being
who affectionately waits for him, or to an unfinished work, will never be able
to throw away his life. He knows the "why" for his existence, and
will be able to bear almost any "how".”
― Victor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“By
declaring that man is responsible and must actualize the potential meaning of
his life, I wish to stress that the true meaning of life is to be discovered in
the world rather than within man or his own psyche, as though it were a closed
system. I have termed this constitutive characteristic "the
self-transcendence of human existence." It denotes the fact that being
human always points, and is directed, to something or someone, other than
oneself--be it a meaning to fulfill or another human being to encounter. The
more one forgets himself--by giving himself to a cause to serve or another
person to love--the more human he is and the more he actualizes himself. What
is called self-actualization is not an attainable aim at all, for the simple
reason that the more one would strive for it, the more he would miss it. In
other words, self-actualization is possible only as a side-effect of
self-transcendence.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“I
recommend that the Statue of Liberty on the East Coast be supplemented by a
Statue of Responsiblity on the West Coast.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“Everyone
has his own specific vocation or mission in life; everyone must carry out a
concrete assignment that demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced,
nor can his life be repeated. Thus, everyone's task is unique as is his
specific opportunity to implement it.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning
“Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can’t help them, at
least don’t hurt them.” ―The Dalai
Lama
“There is not one big cosmic meaning for all;
there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an
individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.” ―Anais Nin
“Learn
to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that
helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
Waldstrassse
(forest road)
The forest
blessing me with its canopy and cool shade .
The varied
greens sometimes dark and at times fade .
The calmness
all prevailing rubs off to me a bit in this wild beat.. .
Earlier it
was only dust ,grime and heat .
The road less
taken .
Runs along
with the well trod one and soothes nerves that are shaken .
The two roads coexist in this calm .
So near
yet so far with a unique charm .
The forest
well entrenched in me .
I now take a
bow and go back to the oft trodden road with glee .
There is the
cool shade always to come back to and Change the roads for a while .
Where there
is simplicity and no guile
Wall
There is a wall
Between all of us
Today
The wall of an unreal communication
Of virtual messages
And virtual wishes
Of long messages
Short of feelings
Bereft of the long chats
And hearty laughs
Of new ideas
And new ways
That come from the real world
Where there are no walls or doors
Only the openness of the sea
And the vastness of the sky
But the unreal itself
Has become the real
And the wall has become
The norm
