Dream..

Someplace, far away,

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where there are no tears, no sorrows,

No fears, no stress, no hurry for tomorrow

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where there is compassion and love,

Where there is a treasure chest of goodness to shove,

Where there are rains of peace and harmony from above,

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky,

Where I could take a flight in the unchartered universe,

Where I could flutter around gathering the nectar from the life’s deep caverns,

Where I could be myself, without being torn apart playing different roles,

I would like to stay and truly live my life..

Under the soft blanket of the blissful blue sky…

Someplace, far away…

 

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Twittering tales #100

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Cell no. 100 houses the most dangerous and notorious prisoner. No one dares to cross his path..

Are you sure you would want to counsel him and talk to him regarding the biography ? “Inquired the Jailer”….

 

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Life is fair?

To battle the fierce fears,

Which attack our sole soul,

We should sometimes be allowed to cry aloud,

And apply a balm on our sore heart to help us soar high,

We need to shear the ego & the ‘I’, and see life through the sheer “eye“,

And let go of some of our limiting attributes and sum up our life.

The underlying requirement of human life, is a Piece of Peace,

To tide over, our tied shackles of problems and limitations.

We tend to assess if life is fair, but the truth that matters is, in this journey how did we fare?

 

I have used homophones in each line of this piece and tried to bring out the gist of life. Hope you all enjoy it.

Where does it hurt?

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Why do we feel hurt,

By words someone has spoken…

Where do we feel it and where does it pain??

Where do the tears flow from ??

The wounds and the scars of the older wounds aching and hurting,

Are intensely etched and ingrained,

Somewhere in the deep crevices of our being…

The words are spoken arrows,

Hitting the target of the concentric circles, of the emotional dart board,

Bringing out the hidden emotions of anger, sadness and frustrations to the brink,

To ooze out of us.

We demand an apology, and rightly so..

Lest, to satisfy our ego,

But, my dear friends, Do you think that’s the way to go??

Apology, is a must,

Not from the person who shot arrows of words on us,

But from ourselves to US,

For having suppressed the emotion within and for blaming it outside of us.

A big shout out of Thank You to the person who speaks thus,

To help trigger the release of emotion buried within us,

To bring about the emotional upheaval from within,

To facilitate our true healing !!

 

Are you Sorry ?

These days, in my day to day conversation with various people, I find the word “sorry” to be used left, right and center.  I feel, it’s one of the most abused words in the language and is losing it’s sanctity.

The various scenarios where it tends to get ‘mis’used..

I can’t attend class today – “sorry “….It’s really become business like. No repentance, no actual hint of apology..

You step on someone’s toe and just blurt out, “sorry” without actually meaning it..

Late for a meeting, (Simple…so sorry, got stuck in traffic….)

Hey I forgot to get your book, sorry..

Even the kids these days are so gregarious with this ‘sweet’ little word…when I question them about..not calling after reaching from place A to Place B, or for not doing their homework or exceeding the time for watching TV, the answer is one word – “SORRY”..I forgot. Sorry, by mistake…It’s just a statement..

Sorry has become the new style of greeting… for anything and everything, there’s sorry ready in the tray…

If only,

Sorry could mean a sincere apology, without any strings of excuses attached to it.

Sorry could mean a message to your loved ones to say, I do make mistakes, I’m not perfect. Please accept my apology.

A sorry could mean a way to express ones feelings of repentance.

If only, sorry could be a heartfelt word to convey the true intention for the travesty of actions !

 

Chaos to peace..

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A whirlwind of thoughts,

Coming in different sizes, colors and hues,

Inflicting our heart and mind,

Confusion, disorder, chaos prevailing..

Leaving us in disturbed, stressful, and angry states of mind.

The onus is on us,

To dive deep within ourselves,

To tap into that untouched love, that peace and calm..

To put an order to the chaotic thoughts.

Those days…

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There are days in life,

When things just happen,

Thoughts just flow freely,

We feel satisfied and content,

Full of life, happiness and energy..

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There are days, when we don’t need phones, gadgets or televisions,

The days when we can just hum and sing along for hours,

The days when we can cook a meal with all love flowing through..

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The days when we practice compassion and gratitude,

The days we have oodles of patience to deal with the tantrums of our little children,

The days when we are able to put up with the whims and fancies of people around us,

The days when nothing can possibly trigger our anger  and irritation.

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Those are the days, We meet our true self,

That’s the way we all are created,

That’s the way we are all meant to be.

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So, lets adopt a simple smile,

Imbibe a little peace and calm,

Lets have a little laugh till our stomach hurts,

And lets keep the stress away for a while.

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Lets all become a little aware,

And  put it into practice..

For a day might arrive,

We can just go with the flow of life,

Give ourselves another chance,

To dance and sway to life’s trance.

Who is responsible?

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Do we leave our money purse, filled with cash on the dining table, and expect the domestic helps not to take any of it? No, we take care to keep it safe and locked in our wardrobes/lockers, so that there’s no temptation for them to pick it up.

Do we keep our expensive jewelry in the open and expect the maids, helpers, service providers to have immense solidarity and not pick up the jewelry kept in the open? No, we take care to keep our valuables safe in bank lockers.

We take good care of our financial and other valuable assets to keep it away from the prying eyes of probable thieves.

But what about our physical assets? I hear a lot of girls crying fowl, when asked to dress sensibly and as per the occasion. Isn’t it our responsibility to take care of our personal physical property. Why not dress decently with maturity and grace? Why give a chance to those mentally sick monsters out there a temptation to satisfy their lust? Agreed, girls do want to dress stylishly, but that could also be achieved by dressing decently. I have seen girls of all sizes, wearing clothes which do not fit/suit their figure and look obscenely vulgar. Is it just about the current trend, just to ape the west or is it mere peer pressure? Dressing sensibly could be just one of the steps taken to protect our dignity.

I am in NO way saying or trying to restrict our little girls. I expect the boys to be mentally and emotionally well educated by parents, teachers and well wishers to respect girls/ladies, their self respect and modesty and make the society a better and safe place for our little girls. All I am trying to bring out here is that, just like we take care of our valuables, we need to  protect and take care of our girls  and not leave them vulnerable to the prying hawks and eagles flying around.

A question to the ladies, more so the Indian ladies out here. Haven’t we have all grown up dressing decently in a culturally safe and secure environment, with not too many distractions, unnecessary exposures (we didn’t have a choice back then, as the maximum we got was a television with some local programs), limited access to information. We probably didn’t have a phone at home, neither was there a mobile phone. We girls, went to classes, schools, colleges, traveled cities, without carrying a cell phone; and grew up to be sensible, confident women of today. Don’t we have ladies from our country today who can represent our country, stand tall and compete with their western counterparts?

Why is it then, today we hear innumerable cases of molestation, rapes and other atrocities on women and young girls? Where are we failing?

These questions keep bothering me and I have just put down the thoughts that visited me. Please feel free to express your opinions and thoughts.

 

Smart phone to the ‘rescue’

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For once, I happen to be on the other side of the grass.  After coming across various posts, articles and many write ups on the downside of smart phones, having promoted a year long initiative of being ‘hands free’, & ‘phone free’ on  Sundays, trying to convey to people, how phones actually disrupts our lives, gets us addicted, I did actually see a ‘smart’ positive side to the smart phone.

It’s a given that we all own a smart phone and it has become an integral part of our lives. It’s something like quick sand and like it or not, we are stuck half way down there getting pulled by apps for everything. Can’t live with it, and can’t live without it either.

The other day, when I was conversing with my teenage daughter, who was under the pressure of various examinations, she just flared up like a volcano for no obvious reason. Of course, I felt bad, but luckily, I walked out of the room without confronting her.

With a little contemplative, heavy and thought laden brain, I just picked up my ‘smart’ phone, texted to her what I actually wanted to converse with her. Chatted through the ‘smart guy’ mediating our talks, resolved the issue and had a peaceful night sleep.

I couldn’t thank the smart fella enough for coming to my rescue and easing out the situation.

Any such experiences with you guys? Do text them !!

What is your sneeze type ?

We all sneeze, and sneeze for the same reason – when some external irritants like dust, smoke, pollution, wind causes particles to enter our nose. The brain then sends a signal to get rid of them and we reciprocate by the act of sneezing.

The action of sneezing, being the same, I am often left wondering why there are different types of sneezes..The ones which I have noticed around are…

The loud ones, which often scares you out of your wits, more so, imagine, when you are deeply engrossed in a movie with a bowl of popcorn…the rest of the popcorn is history 🙂

The not so loud ones, but with a sprinkler of droplets of saliva spraying around 😦 (we had a teacher in grade 9, where the front benchers often experienced this. Luckily, for me, my height made me a back bencher, Phew !!( Small mercies of life:) )

The tiny e-sneezes, (where you hardly realize that a person near you has just sneezed), similar to the buzz of a notification on a smart phone.

The machine gun sneeze, multiple sneezes in a single bout of sneeze.

I’m sure, you would have many more types to add to the list above. Do list them out !