Pondering over the events related to Salman Rushdie to UP election tamasha to two year old's suffering to Assange's venture into make-up world to ISRO scientists' disgrace to Tom Cruise in MIGP or any news that I come across or read or witness or experience, it seems as if no other planet can beat our humanity in hosting varieties of life.
It also dawns on me that in spite of bursting 7 billion around me, the strong Connections with the chosen do remain intact at the inner and all others fade into oblivion out of 'their' choices.
Wondering about the work of Divine Intelligence, I am going to hibernate i.e. I may not write here again.
Bye to the blog world!
Monday, January 30, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
Join if you can
As a principle, I have stopped wearing silk saris long back. Also, mild touch-ups on the face. Also, gold ensembles. Also, worrying about performance appraisal results. Literally I am a nobody in the society living Emily Dickinson's words with no power statement up my sleeve. So, no thing should generate interest in a commoner to strike a friendship with me.
But I have a weakness and that is books. Yet I can clearly say that the intellectual phase is long over for me. Thank God! Otherwise I too would be clambering as one among millions who actually doesn't know what (s)he speaks.
I am happy that my day is spent with school children and in silence other times. And how happy I am that I too can join thousands of children this year on a very special day i.e. Feb 1 in silence to spread Light, Love & Peace!
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But I have a weakness and that is books. Yet I can clearly say that the intellectual phase is long over for me. Thank God! Otherwise I too would be clambering as one among millions who actually doesn't know what (s)he speaks.
I am happy that my day is spent with school children and in silence other times. And how happy I am that I too can join thousands of children this year on a very special day i.e. Feb 1 in silence to spread Light, Love & Peace!
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Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Masala effect
Any little act of kindness overwhelms me. I wish to stay inside this bubble always. But then who does not? :-)
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Tests are opportunities but we become alert only after failing in them. :-)
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When I happen to see a friendship crack in front of my eyes, I feel very bad. Well, emotions are very powerful indeed.
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On a lighter vein...... last year ended with an unexpected comment from a grandma of a old-age home - "Is your college off today?" :-P
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Tests are opportunities but we become alert only after failing in them. :-)
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When I happen to see a friendship crack in front of my eyes, I feel very bad. Well, emotions are very powerful indeed.
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On a lighter vein...... last year ended with an unexpected comment from a grandma of a old-age home - "Is your college off today?" :-P
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
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Changes, situations, persons, meets, opportunities, struggles – they came in multitude to face. Most of the times, the Universe took charge of my life and placed me in the coziness of acceptance & love.
A lot I have written here during this year. And I meant them truly at that point of time. In this difficult process of learning and unlearning, if I’ve hurt anyone, I’m sorry. If I’ve made anyone happy by chance, consider it as a miracle. :)
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2012!
A lot I have written here during this year. And I meant them truly at that point of time. In this difficult process of learning and unlearning, if I’ve hurt anyone, I’m sorry. If I’ve made anyone happy by chance, consider it as a miracle. :)
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2012!
Saturday, November 05, 2011
Power of Silence
No matter where I live, my life revolves around only one point – to silently carry Light wherever I can and howmuchever I can.
Yet this Bahrain visit has brought in some sort of vacation from my never ending schedules of responsibilities and duties. Of course, I have had a share of struggle here too with the electric stove which takes its own sweet time to heat up and all too sudden in a burning hot state. It’s a great orientation experience after all these years of cooking in LPG. :)
Seriously speaking, it’s a rare privilege to watch Sun rising in the East every morning. And I was also given unexpected opportunities to meet some wonderful people who volunteered to listen to me with an open mind and get touched by Light.
It’s always overwhelming to see people of all religions and age groups sitting alongside in meditative posture whether it is in 10s or 100s or 1000s to do Light Channeling.
There are no rules & regulations for Love, isn't it?
And with moist eyes due to this Power of Silence, I shall be returning to Chennai tomorrow night.
Yet this Bahrain visit has brought in some sort of vacation from my never ending schedules of responsibilities and duties. Of course, I have had a share of struggle here too with the electric stove which takes its own sweet time to heat up and all too sudden in a burning hot state. It’s a great orientation experience after all these years of cooking in LPG. :)
Seriously speaking, it’s a rare privilege to watch Sun rising in the East every morning. And I was also given unexpected opportunities to meet some wonderful people who volunteered to listen to me with an open mind and get touched by Light.
It’s always overwhelming to see people of all religions and age groups sitting alongside in meditative posture whether it is in 10s or 100s or 1000s to do Light Channeling.
There are no rules & regulations for Love, isn't it?
And with moist eyes due to this Power of Silence, I shall be returning to Chennai tomorrow night.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Your response is your choice
Reading my last blog, one may wonder if I have any malice towards the other gender. Well, it’s not. In fact, Universe has been extremely kind to me to have met and moved with some of the finest men, starting from my late biological Father. Even after 14 years, I still cannot forget his silence and resilience during his last days of illness before death.
While the author’s first book ‘The Kite Runner’ talks about two men, his second book ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’ is about two women. Both books deal with violence on ordinary people’s lives, which are unseen and unheard of in our democratic world. So, I have equal feeling towards men too.
One thing I am very clear about – the reason for human suffering maybe due to karmas but I have no right to pinpoint this reason towards anyone, for every stone thrower must remember the stones ready to be pelted on him/her.
Neale Donald Walsch has beautifully illustrated the concept of duality in his work ‘The Little Soul and God’. In fact, his most famous three-part work “Conversations with God” will give a different yet clear perspective about life. I wish everyone read them with an open mind.
May knowledge of Self light up all hearts soon!
I am waiting.....
While the author’s first book ‘The Kite Runner’ talks about two men, his second book ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’ is about two women. Both books deal with violence on ordinary people’s lives, which are unseen and unheard of in our democratic world. So, I have equal feeling towards men too.
One thing I am very clear about – the reason for human suffering maybe due to karmas but I have no right to pinpoint this reason towards anyone, for every stone thrower must remember the stones ready to be pelted on him/her.
Neale Donald Walsch has beautifully illustrated the concept of duality in his work ‘The Little Soul and God’. In fact, his most famous three-part work “Conversations with God” will give a different yet clear perspective about life. I wish everyone read them with an open mind.
May knowledge of Self light up all hearts soon!
I am waiting.....
Monday, October 24, 2011
Dawn
it was already yet dark was the status outside.
The whole flight was silent except for its loud moving buzz. And in its middle, one reading light was ON shedding light on the reader’s book.
I was drop dead tired before boarding the flight for Bahrain and hence my eyes were bickering for some rest. But the emotional wheel set in by the book I was deeply immersed in had consumed my being. Of course, it was a long pending book that needed my attention - ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’.
Amidst the soaring highs and snoring noises in the plane, my throat was choking and eyes shedding tears. I simply could not bear the amount of physical & emotional punctures thrust on Mariam.
Why are women considered only as objects of carnal pleasures? Why do most men show their fists to establish their superiority? When will we understand that the system of marriage is designed to complement our spiritual endeavours?
Mariam & Laila could successfully rise from the rudder of brutal & barbaric societal pressures in their own way as per the book but there are many, many suffering Mariams and Lailas out there who could not be individually detected behind the veils of national face and dreadful statistics on life & death.
The next day morning, with the burning throat and breaking body pain with a tinge of fever, I watched the rising Sun from the sea in all its glory from our present 8th floor balcony. My heart paused for a moment at the splendid performance of the Sun again.
The Sun had played a beautiful golden trick on the Bahrain backwaters as if the sea and the Sun are one and the same hiding its detached shining armour & glory.
On this special occasion of Diwali, I pray that each one of us understand that the festival of lights reminds us to carry light always and spread it to the whole world.
May the next dawn be beautiful for us all wiping out all boundaries which deny our right to shine!
May we learn to explore the magical touch of love!
Happy Diwali!
The whole flight was silent except for its loud moving buzz. And in its middle, one reading light was ON shedding light on the reader’s book.
I was drop dead tired before boarding the flight for Bahrain and hence my eyes were bickering for some rest. But the emotional wheel set in by the book I was deeply immersed in had consumed my being. Of course, it was a long pending book that needed my attention - ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’.
Amidst the soaring highs and snoring noises in the plane, my throat was choking and eyes shedding tears. I simply could not bear the amount of physical & emotional punctures thrust on Mariam.
Why are women considered only as objects of carnal pleasures? Why do most men show their fists to establish their superiority? When will we understand that the system of marriage is designed to complement our spiritual endeavours?
Mariam & Laila could successfully rise from the rudder of brutal & barbaric societal pressures in their own way as per the book but there are many, many suffering Mariams and Lailas out there who could not be individually detected behind the veils of national face and dreadful statistics on life & death.
The next day morning, with the burning throat and breaking body pain with a tinge of fever, I watched the rising Sun from the sea in all its glory from our present 8th floor balcony. My heart paused for a moment at the splendid performance of the Sun again.
The Sun had played a beautiful golden trick on the Bahrain backwaters as if the sea and the Sun are one and the same hiding its detached shining armour & glory.
On this special occasion of Diwali, I pray that each one of us understand that the festival of lights reminds us to carry light always and spread it to the whole world.
May the next dawn be beautiful for us all wiping out all boundaries which deny our right to shine!
May we learn to explore the magical touch of love!
Happy Diwali!
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