Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Call

Are you not tired of your every day cooing, Koel?

I look up at the sky, trees and birds in hopes of identifying the cuckoo that sings non-stop from morning till late evening.

The one thing that I had anticipated the least in India, is the bird talks. I am blessed to hear the bird conversations that reach my ears amidst the noise of AC, piercing the early morning darkness.

It’s so very beautiful to rest your head on the pillow cosily and listen to them with eyes closed. And when this cuckoo starts its pining call.....

Where are you?

May I have a conversation with you?

Will you show me your face soon?

To whom do you give your call?

Friday, June 17, 2011

Dear Diary

It’s almost a year now.

It seems as if it had happened yesterday. It’s one more reminder that nothing is permanent in the Universe, yet nothing is lost anywhere.

I try to look, listen, meet, speak, read, write, smile, laugh, cry, eat, dress up, work, celebrate and pray with this understanding. And wherever and whenever I get to know that I am unwanted, I quietly move away wasting neither their time & efforts nor mine.

I don’t wish to spend my time impressing or impacting anyone or to have any hold on anyone. I don’t expect anyone to remember me now or ever.

I’ve been consciously practising to express genuinely – no frills, no act of pretense or no personal agenda.

I am aware that I may not live the next moment.

Probably, that’s why I’m a being of emotions. That’s why I feel more - ‘it’s almost a year now’.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Dream

The boat boards itself with a dream
To swim in the azure sky
The travellers listen not to the order
And so the boat jerks and tilts
Throwing down the contents unabashed
But who cares to know
Before their broken arms stretch out
Who is the dictator and who is not


What should happen next?

Get up, dress up, smile within, repair the misunderstanding and begin again .... :)

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Present

The calls of birds are so enchanting to listen to at any time and in any mood. The sounds of their chatter are sure to drive us (human beings) to quieten our egos. But then why are our talks not as sweet and inspiring as their chatter most of the times?

Because most of our everyday talks revolve around glorifying our past, our pains, lineage or our achievements wasting so much of energies and also testing the hearers’ limits of tolerance & patience. If we stand aside and rewind our talks, it would appear as sheer nonsense. Ironically, our egos would neither allow us to do this exercise nor realise that there’s so much to unlearn than to learn.

There’s a surreal beauty and joy when I listen to the birds. I could feel the upsurge of Love in my heart. I could brush aside the jarring noises of mockers, analysts, rationalists, opportunists and the like and drown them in the symphonies of these beautiful bird jabbers... I could dream with my eyes open.....

What a beautiful display of Present to experience!

I wonder.... Will my Presence too become so powerful one day?

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Moon Mania

Have you ever read the poem ‘Drinking Alone by Moonlight’ written by Li Po?

Well, before coming to that, let me add that, I was bowled over by the display of Moon Factor at NASA Kennedy Space Centre. Really amazing...

That apart, there are lots of puranas, myths, stories and poems revolving around Moon which had fascinated me since childhood, even before I got to know of Armstrong’s one giant leap. Later years, I remember wondering for many days if Moon is a female or male! I had my reasons though. :)

Moon is such an inspiring celestial object that no person would be left attracted by it.

Every time I look up at the sky, especially Moon, I knew that somewhere in the corner of this world, some budding or accomplished poet or painter or musician or any artist must be drawing irresistible inspiration from Moon.

I had a wish recently to lie on the bare ground and watch the night sky, stars, clouds and also Moon. My inaudible mental whisper must have caught the attention of the Universe somehow and there I got the opportunity on the same night.

Haa.... in those few minutes, how much I yearned for a fellow being to enjoy what I did... also how much I wanted to share Li Po’s poem ‘Drinking Alone by Moonlight’at that moment!

To the songs I sing the moon flickers her beams;
In the dance I weave my shadow tangles and breaks.
While we were sober, three shared the fun
Now we are drunk, each goes their way.
May we long share our odd, inanimate feast,
And meet at last on the Cloudy River of the sky.


According to me, Li Po's Moon mania is the most exhilarating of all.

I wonder.....Is it the earth’s law of attraction that holds the Moon in its place or is it the law of attraction experienced by the human minds?

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Celebration

After more than a decade, I witnessed a marriage function celebrated in our tradition, but in a glittering fashion.

It’s ironic that most of the world’s population have no idea about the significance of marriage and the rituals chalked out by Elders long back. It’s my personal idea that all these rituals must be just symbolic representations of one basic truth.

Our nature is Love. But we’ve spiralled down too far to remember or realise our true nature. In this difficult uphill journey towards our freedom from attachments and to experience Love, the concept of marriage helps two souls to support and complement each other at the soul level; to be a good companion at the mental and intellectual levels; to walk the glorious path towards Godhood together; to expand the Light gained; and to become eligible Universal dreamers.

When this understanding dawns on the coming generations, I’m sure they’ll discard these over-glamourised rituals which have become unwanted reasons for familial discord before / during and sometimes even after years of marriage.

I am most positively sure that the future clan would take up their commitment of marriage with Love in all sincerity, simplicity and understanding. Here too there’ll be a crowd to celebrate the union of two souls with pure joy and silence, out of reverence for the divine nature of each one of us i.e. Love.

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As a normal human being, I feel lonely at times. At those times, the sky, the moon, the plants and the stars seem to agree with my core. But during my visit to the abode of Tapas, I feel at home and very happy.

Every auspicious day and moment is celebrated only in silence here. Yes, by silencing the body, mind & intellect.

The Master’s one benevolent glance at us would suffice to send chilled shivers inside, over our present acquired nature. We become aware of the fact that our negativities are exposed so nakedly.... so silently in the presence of such Purity & Light yet we feel immense peace as we know that no judgment is passed on to us. We come back richer with energies. His unconditional love will make us realise that we are never alone.

Every time I return from this place, I have no urge to speak with anyone for at least two days.

It’s here that I’ve learnt that

• I must celebrate life.
• Celebration in silence would help me celebrate Silence.

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At one single moment long back, I decided to drop the practice of saving my blog writings. So, if this blog is deleted by the server at any time, all my writings are gone in a swish. And this feeling gives me total freedom...... strangely. :)

To every reader of this blog, I dedicate this Number 250 for your patient reading.