Today morning I proved myself that I too can be strict (only a bit) when the situation demands. You may wonder who were at the receiving end of my free flowing surgical words for more than 5 minutes. :)
Do not assume that I gave my peace of mind to them. I don’t do such things. But I really wished I could give some peace into those teenage minds.
Well, all those youngsters who got it from me royally learnt very important lessons of life –
• Respect your commitment
• Respect your own words
• Respect others’ time
They all know now that I who pamper them at all times can be strict as well at times. They cannot get away with irregularities and insincerity with me for long though they wouldn't have meant it. :)
I think they may not need another dose for some time. Maybe I should not reawaken them again on the above lines. :)
A blog awaits on teenage minds for a long time. Hope I would find time soon. :D :D
Friday, April 30, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Have I grown up?
It’s been a while since I have updated the blog.
Let me see where all my mind travels in these few minutes...
* * * * *
Atul has moved on to 9th standard this April 6. It is amusing to see him work hard for hours together on some days, all thanks to Kapil Sibal who has brought in radical changes in CBSE exam patterns. It is also amusing to realize that I have become a mother of a big boy all too sudden and this is definitely not comforting, for I am a person who is always young at heart. :D
Jokes apart, I got to catch up with him on so many issues, mood swings and matters of his interest every day. Today he came back from school like a storm after a long hard day, explained to me about the heavy workload that awaited him and then started narrating the story of Percy Jackson in all his innocence. He is cornering me to watch the movie first with him and then to read the book later. I am updated with the outline of the story already. He has assured me that the story revolves around Greek mythology and I can learn a lot from the book.
Well, well, gone are the days when I used to keep telling him to read this and that. Now it is his turn.
* * * * *
When I am alone, I am alone. No music, no unnecessary phone calls or chats. I do my (home)work quietly.
Apart from that, I read a lot – books, physical and online. I don’t know how my life would be without reading materials. I cannot imagine one. I wouldn’t die but would surely die out of boredom. :)
Earlier I used to write serious stuff but now only casual blogs like this.
* * * * *
Today I landed up reading a few of my old poems and articles while I was searching for something else. Honestly I was astonished by my erstwhile works – simple yet profound. How did I manage to think so?
Just then, a provoking thought peeked in to restart my venture again. Well, I am neither interested nor enough time at present.
* * * * *
During my evening walk today, I happened to watch a few sparrows tweeting and flying restlessly. I was bowled over by their sweetness. I also wondered about the taste of God in creating such a beautiful and tender creature. Will these beings ever know that I adore them so much from a distance?
How much time, energy, efforts and space would be required for man to re-create such a loveable being that could fly, walk, tweet, eat, see, hear etc with soft features & feathers?
I am happy to realise that I have not grown up as my feelings towards sparrows are just the same as in my childhood.
Once again, I marvel at God’s creation. I am moved and touched....
Let me see where all my mind travels in these few minutes...
* * * * *
Atul has moved on to 9th standard this April 6. It is amusing to see him work hard for hours together on some days, all thanks to Kapil Sibal who has brought in radical changes in CBSE exam patterns. It is also amusing to realize that I have become a mother of a big boy all too sudden and this is definitely not comforting, for I am a person who is always young at heart. :D
Jokes apart, I got to catch up with him on so many issues, mood swings and matters of his interest every day. Today he came back from school like a storm after a long hard day, explained to me about the heavy workload that awaited him and then started narrating the story of Percy Jackson in all his innocence. He is cornering me to watch the movie first with him and then to read the book later. I am updated with the outline of the story already. He has assured me that the story revolves around Greek mythology and I can learn a lot from the book.
Well, well, gone are the days when I used to keep telling him to read this and that. Now it is his turn.
* * * * *
When I am alone, I am alone. No music, no unnecessary phone calls or chats. I do my (home)work quietly.
Apart from that, I read a lot – books, physical and online. I don’t know how my life would be without reading materials. I cannot imagine one. I wouldn’t die but would surely die out of boredom. :)
Earlier I used to write serious stuff but now only casual blogs like this.
* * * * *
Today I landed up reading a few of my old poems and articles while I was searching for something else. Honestly I was astonished by my erstwhile works – simple yet profound. How did I manage to think so?
Just then, a provoking thought peeked in to restart my venture again. Well, I am neither interested nor enough time at present.
* * * * *
During my evening walk today, I happened to watch a few sparrows tweeting and flying restlessly. I was bowled over by their sweetness. I also wondered about the taste of God in creating such a beautiful and tender creature. Will these beings ever know that I adore them so much from a distance?
How much time, energy, efforts and space would be required for man to re-create such a loveable being that could fly, walk, tweet, eat, see, hear etc with soft features & feathers?
I am happy to realise that I have not grown up as my feelings towards sparrows are just the same as in my childhood.
Once again, I marvel at God’s creation. I am moved and touched....
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Beauty of Earth
Yesterday night watched ‘Samaia’ (Georgian dance), the culmination of The Spring of Culture 2010. The music was catchy, costumes bright, women dancers were elegant and of grace, men full of vigour with blinding swiftness, lighting dreamy, wonderful choreography – a feast to all the senses I can say. In total, the program was magical and spectacular.
As I walked out of the Cultural Hall, I realized one more time how beautiful this earth is with so many diverse cultures. I thanked God for giving me an opportunity to enjoy these art forms.
* * *
Tomorrow is Good Friday and this coming Sunday is Easter Sunday. My house help, ‘L’ is a (converted) Christian. Normally she does her work quietly. Yesterday I dragged her into the conversation, the crux of which is given below.
P : Are you planning to come for work on Easter Sunday?
L : Oh yes, Madamji. I will surely come. (Her face was one of quizzical look as to why this should be a reason for not to come)
P : How do you intend to celebrate Easter?
L : Nothing special, Madamji. I will go to Church on Friday. That’s all.
P : Are you still praying the way I told you?
(I had shown her the light channeling technique and the world’s urgent need to spread peace, light and love. I also narrated to her in brief that Light and her Jesus are one and the same. It was two months ago.)
L : Yes, Madamji. Everyday I am doing without fail. But I get time only at 11 or 11:30 in the night. Is it ok for God, Madamji?
I was very much touched by her innocence and commitment. I told her that there is no special time for prayer because all time is His time, upon hearing which she became happy.
I have told a lot of people about light channeling but many don’t take it seriously. I don’t blame them at all for there are many factors, which I am fully aware of.
But here’s one who is doing it diligently just because I’ve told her to do. In spite of her non-stop work the whole day, this poor lady is committed to her words with no tinge of selfishness. Very rare to see such a person.
God bless her! According to me, she is a great beauty walking on this earth.
* * *
Each one has some psychological sadness to cope with. When I look around, I feel so helpless. At the maximum, I can give a comforting hug or a few comforting words or become a patient listener which is very much needed at that time.
Behind the beauty and laughter, I see sadness and sarcasm. I sometimes wonder if there is any love at all in our hearts.
However, New Earth doesn’t wait for anyone. It is we who have to ascend with Love at the earliest to catch up with her beauty.
But when do we realise this?
As I walked out of the Cultural Hall, I realized one more time how beautiful this earth is with so many diverse cultures. I thanked God for giving me an opportunity to enjoy these art forms.
* * *
Tomorrow is Good Friday and this coming Sunday is Easter Sunday. My house help, ‘L’ is a (converted) Christian. Normally she does her work quietly. Yesterday I dragged her into the conversation, the crux of which is given below.
P : Are you planning to come for work on Easter Sunday?
L : Oh yes, Madamji. I will surely come. (Her face was one of quizzical look as to why this should be a reason for not to come)
P : How do you intend to celebrate Easter?
L : Nothing special, Madamji. I will go to Church on Friday. That’s all.
P : Are you still praying the way I told you?
(I had shown her the light channeling technique and the world’s urgent need to spread peace, light and love. I also narrated to her in brief that Light and her Jesus are one and the same. It was two months ago.)
L : Yes, Madamji. Everyday I am doing without fail. But I get time only at 11 or 11:30 in the night. Is it ok for God, Madamji?
I was very much touched by her innocence and commitment. I told her that there is no special time for prayer because all time is His time, upon hearing which she became happy.
I have told a lot of people about light channeling but many don’t take it seriously. I don’t blame them at all for there are many factors, which I am fully aware of.
But here’s one who is doing it diligently just because I’ve told her to do. In spite of her non-stop work the whole day, this poor lady is committed to her words with no tinge of selfishness. Very rare to see such a person.
God bless her! According to me, she is a great beauty walking on this earth.
* * *
Each one has some psychological sadness to cope with. When I look around, I feel so helpless. At the maximum, I can give a comforting hug or a few comforting words or become a patient listener which is very much needed at that time.
Behind the beauty and laughter, I see sadness and sarcasm. I sometimes wonder if there is any love at all in our hearts.
However, New Earth doesn’t wait for anyone. It is we who have to ascend with Love at the earliest to catch up with her beauty.
But when do we realise this?
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Soulful touch
There was a thud in the heart when my friend called me two days back if I were interested in the program of ‘Chinese Disabled People’s Performing Art Troupe’ because there was a wish in the far end of my being to watch it live if given a chance. So, when the opportunity knocks at your door, only a fool would kick it aside. I was not one at least in this one. The program was on 6th March at 8 p.m. and so I geared myself up to watch. And it is called 'MY DREAM'.
Yesterday evening rushed to the Cultural Hall and waited in the queue. We also happened to speak to a couple of Chinese men standing behind us whose faces were glowing with pride when we managed to strike a conversation. I can see patriotism behind those gleeful expressions and it is quite natural for anyone to feel so.
We were inside the Hall well in advance. It was already full with Bahrainis, Chinese, Indians and many other nationalities. I was watching with a chuckle the young Bahraini girls sitting beside me on the steps texting seriously and sincerely non-stop.
The program began. The next two hours were spellbinding. The M.C., dancers, singers, musicians, instrumentalists and all other artists were physically disabled. The hearing impaired danced in groups those unimaginable feats in perfect synchronization. The visually impaired musicians and singers were deeply sensitive to music which is the connecting bond for their complete harmony. While the dancers cannot hear the thundering applause, the musicians cannot see the standing ovation they received. Their resistance to give up life was evident from their passionate display of colourful presentation of Truth, Love and Peace.
The Thousand Hands of Bodhisattva, The Soul of a Peacock, Butterly Lovers, Spring of Joy, Green Seedlings, Yellow Earth, The Code of Life, We are the world are quite a few to name them. 'Spring of Joy' was performed by visually impaired artists.
I can feel their bodies pulsating with rhythm in their soundless world. I can see the beauty and light enjoyed by the blessed few behind darkness. I fully agree…
“…the Performing Troupe bears the dreams of people with disabilities and creates a special art which delights audiences, purifies the soul with Truth, Honesty and Virtue, encourage people by strong will, and delivers friendship with sincerity.”
Please visit http://www.mydream.org.cn for more details about the inside story behind the mammoth presentation.
Any number of words that I use to describe their performances would be inadequate. First time I realised the limitedness of words. I also realized that each soul is always brimming with dance and music to celebrate life with maximum colours, whatever be its limitations.
The show was one of spiritual more than arts. I can sense this at least intuitively.
My eyes were full of tears as God has taught me one more time how to celebrate life with a smile on the lips and dream big.
Do I have big dreams?
Of course, yes.
Yesterday evening rushed to the Cultural Hall and waited in the queue. We also happened to speak to a couple of Chinese men standing behind us whose faces were glowing with pride when we managed to strike a conversation. I can see patriotism behind those gleeful expressions and it is quite natural for anyone to feel so.
We were inside the Hall well in advance. It was already full with Bahrainis, Chinese, Indians and many other nationalities. I was watching with a chuckle the young Bahraini girls sitting beside me on the steps texting seriously and sincerely non-stop.
The program began. The next two hours were spellbinding. The M.C., dancers, singers, musicians, instrumentalists and all other artists were physically disabled. The hearing impaired danced in groups those unimaginable feats in perfect synchronization. The visually impaired musicians and singers were deeply sensitive to music which is the connecting bond for their complete harmony. While the dancers cannot hear the thundering applause, the musicians cannot see the standing ovation they received. Their resistance to give up life was evident from their passionate display of colourful presentation of Truth, Love and Peace.
The Thousand Hands of Bodhisattva, The Soul of a Peacock, Butterly Lovers, Spring of Joy, Green Seedlings, Yellow Earth, The Code of Life, We are the world are quite a few to name them. 'Spring of Joy' was performed by visually impaired artists.
I can feel their bodies pulsating with rhythm in their soundless world. I can see the beauty and light enjoyed by the blessed few behind darkness. I fully agree…
“…the Performing Troupe bears the dreams of people with disabilities and creates a special art which delights audiences, purifies the soul with Truth, Honesty and Virtue, encourage people by strong will, and delivers friendship with sincerity.”
Please visit http://www.mydream.org.cn for more details about the inside story behind the mammoth presentation.
Any number of words that I use to describe their performances would be inadequate. First time I realised the limitedness of words. I also realized that each soul is always brimming with dance and music to celebrate life with maximum colours, whatever be its limitations.
The show was one of spiritual more than arts. I can sense this at least intuitively.
My eyes were full of tears as God has taught me one more time how to celebrate life with a smile on the lips and dream big.
Do I have big dreams?
Of course, yes.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Decision
During our visit to Egypt, there were many moments that took me to a state of silence. There were also a few that melted my heart beyond explanation. One such was our night visit to Luxor temple as if I had been there before and the time gap of those thousands of years had vanished only to come back home. The other one was the ‘The Valley of the Kings’. This place would surely appear more mysterious, mystical and grand under the canopy of moonlit sky and blinking stars.
By the way, the tomb of Ramses III over there is one of the largest and grandest tombs excavated so far with so many steps to climb down with its walls depicting Egyptian worship throughout. If you have leg or heart problems, it is advisable not to venture out into this tomb. What touched me so deeply was the determination of an old Western lady. In spite of her fractured leg, accompanied by her companion, she began to climb down the long winding steps with her crutches ON. For her age and physical condition, nobody would even think of attempting it. I was speechless looking at her as I know how painful it is to walk with crutches, leave alone climbing up or down the stairs.
I remembered my India trip during last March with my broken foot. Then I realized that the difficulty lies in taking such a daring decision and not the actual execution. The conviction in our decision would give necessary strength and determination.
This blog is not to glorify my fall or celebrate its anniversary but only to celebrate my understanding of life, identification of attitudes and acceptance of situations and people with love. This was possible because of my decision to choose Light as my only companion.
I am glad about this decision. I am doubly glad to share it here.
By the way, the tomb of Ramses III over there is one of the largest and grandest tombs excavated so far with so many steps to climb down with its walls depicting Egyptian worship throughout. If you have leg or heart problems, it is advisable not to venture out into this tomb. What touched me so deeply was the determination of an old Western lady. In spite of her fractured leg, accompanied by her companion, she began to climb down the long winding steps with her crutches ON. For her age and physical condition, nobody would even think of attempting it. I was speechless looking at her as I know how painful it is to walk with crutches, leave alone climbing up or down the stairs.
I remembered my India trip during last March with my broken foot. Then I realized that the difficulty lies in taking such a daring decision and not the actual execution. The conviction in our decision would give necessary strength and determination.
This blog is not to glorify my fall or celebrate its anniversary but only to celebrate my understanding of life, identification of attitudes and acceptance of situations and people with love. This was possible because of my decision to choose Light as my only companion.
I am glad about this decision. I am doubly glad to share it here.
Friday, February 05, 2010
My world my hands
In this wide world of
violence
corruption
competition
war
manipulation
selfishness
fake love
this beautiful small world too exists.
World is only in our hands.
Metaphorically speaking, I personally wish to be one of these little puppies. :D
violence
corruption
competition
war
manipulation
selfishness
fake love
this beautiful small world too exists.
World is only in our hands.
Metaphorically speaking, I personally wish to be one of these little puppies. :D
Friday, January 22, 2010
Space shows
Yesterday was the inaugural day of Bahrain’s International Airshow at Sakhir Airbase, thus opening up one more business venture in the country. (For a change, I want to see only the entertaining part and reserve my comments on those fighter planes. :D)
I was thrilled like a child throughout whereas my son behaved like a composed adult, warning me every now and then to remain quiet. Hehe…
After swimming through the afternoon traffic for nearly 2 hours, we (Atul and I along with our friend’s family as B was already there on duty) reached the destination.
I have seen many such airshows on TV but watching them in real is something different. I felt giddy when the pilots performed rare feats and sharp crossing over each other. Parachute jumping was simply amazing. The airshow culminated with Saudi Hawks’ performance which was undoubtedly astounding. They even drew a heart with an arrow so perfectly.
Taking pictures was difficult as they were all superfast and our camera is not that smart. However managed to take a few shots.
Whether such costly business initiatives of the country would be successful or not, I am glad that I could watch the program live. Because anything related to Space has an aura of beauty and charm and of course requires extra alertness.
* * * * *
I read in the online newspaper a few days back that Neptune and Uranus have large deposits of diamond liquids.
Diamond liquids??? I became curious…
At very high temperature and pressure, diamonds can become diamond liquids instead of turning into graphite. Do find out on your own how the scientists proved such an interesting phenomenon.
Space is always fascinating as we gain new insights quickly. Who would have thought that such things do exist in Neptune and Uranus.
Now, the greedy inhabitants of our planet cannot rush to Neptune and Uranus in the next available space shuttle to fill their vessels simply because the atmospheric pressure and temperature prevalent over there are very high. :)
* * * * *
Space shows with the substratum of Consciousness are going on non-stop in the cosmos. Human-designed airshows are a part of space shows.
I am really happy to be alive to enjoy the space shows as a witness and participant.
I was thrilled like a child throughout whereas my son behaved like a composed adult, warning me every now and then to remain quiet. Hehe…
After swimming through the afternoon traffic for nearly 2 hours, we (Atul and I along with our friend’s family as B was already there on duty) reached the destination.
I have seen many such airshows on TV but watching them in real is something different. I felt giddy when the pilots performed rare feats and sharp crossing over each other. Parachute jumping was simply amazing. The airshow culminated with Saudi Hawks’ performance which was undoubtedly astounding. They even drew a heart with an arrow so perfectly.
Taking pictures was difficult as they were all superfast and our camera is not that smart. However managed to take a few shots.
Whether such costly business initiatives of the country would be successful or not, I am glad that I could watch the program live. Because anything related to Space has an aura of beauty and charm and of course requires extra alertness.
* * * * *
I read in the online newspaper a few days back that Neptune and Uranus have large deposits of diamond liquids.
Diamond liquids??? I became curious…
At very high temperature and pressure, diamonds can become diamond liquids instead of turning into graphite. Do find out on your own how the scientists proved such an interesting phenomenon.
Space is always fascinating as we gain new insights quickly. Who would have thought that such things do exist in Neptune and Uranus.
Now, the greedy inhabitants of our planet cannot rush to Neptune and Uranus in the next available space shuttle to fill their vessels simply because the atmospheric pressure and temperature prevalent over there are very high. :)
* * * * *
Space shows with the substratum of Consciousness are going on non-stop in the cosmos. Human-designed airshows are a part of space shows.
I am really happy to be alive to enjoy the space shows as a witness and participant.
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