how human are we ?

Series of events that keep happening make me wonder abt the same ...But today the question stayed with me for the whole day and whatever i do it remains in my mind ..

Only till i found this from amma, she says ,

"My Children, try to be a real human being. Try to feel the suffering of keep others. You are not a machine or an animal or a demon.You are a human being. You represent the human race. So try to be loving and compassionate, because those are the signs of an evolved life. Remember, only a human being can develop compassion and empathize with others.You may think, "If they are suffering, it is their karma." But thinking about their karma is none of your business. If it is their karma to suffer, consider it your karma to help them.Only by helping others will you evolve.

No other species receives this precious gift from God the ability to understand and be compassionate. Utilise it!

i have no more questions now :) need to work on things though ...

The white room

I read this poem last year ie in august 2007,i liked it for its style and simple words with the meaning that u can understand if your read it again n again .. a lovely poem ... The White Room

The obvious is difficult To prove. Many prefer The hidden. I did, too. I listened to the trees. They had a secret Which they were about to Make known to me-- And then didn't. Summer came. Each tree On my street had its own Scheherazade. My nights Were a part of their wild Storytelling. We were Entering dark houses, Always more dark houses, Hushed and abandoned. There was someone with eyes closed On the upper floors. The fear of it, and the wonder, Kept me sleepless. The truth is bald and cold, Said the woman Who always wore white. She didn't leave her room. The sun pointed to one or two Things that had survived The long night intact. The simplest things, Difficult in their obviousness. They made no noise. It was the kind of day People described as "perfect." Gods disguising themselves As black hairpins, a hand-mirror, A comb with a tooth missing? No! That wasn't it. Just things as they are, Unblinking, lying mute In that bright light-- And the trees waiting for the night. Charles Simic

kuch panktiyaan

When i started to write something after a long long time for my blog ..
I just happened to see this draft .. had scribbled something .. one day ..

घीरी है ए जिंदगी, kis vichaar मैं तू
क्यों है इतना डर तुझे
स्वीकार क्यों नहीं करती तू
क्यों है सचाई से भागना तुझे

हर कोई सहता है
हर कोई कहता है
हर कोई करता है
फिर क्यों है इन्कार तुझे
हर कोई बन ने मैं

क्यों है इतनी बंदिशें
क्यों है इतनी बेडियॉ
रोकती टोकती कैदी बनाती

पल पल हर पल

कब तक हँसी रहेगी
अंदर के दर्द को छुपाये

कब तक चलेगा यह सब ...

now i know why it was in draft ..b'coz i had not been able to end it well ..
i thought for a long time to end it well .. though i couldn't

Somethings don't need to have an end ...
Life goes on.....
and so are somethings associated with it ......

can't think of any appropriate title ...

A liitle love - bryan adams

A Little Love

Some people walk the straight and narrow - some walk the rocky road
some get the silver spoon and some get the heavy load
there's a man in a paper box he smiles whenever we walk by
we just walk a little faster and say "there but for the crazy of God go I"
But a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all

i've been up and down this highway and I ain't seen a road sign yet
it's cold hard world baby you gotta hang on yo what you get
I don't believe in miracles but that don't mean they don't come true
well I may not get to heaven but I get a little closer when I'm with you
but a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all

well I get a little tired walkin' down the street
people on my side - everyone I meet
but they don't know what's on my mind
and they don't know what they might find
a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all

right when you think you don't need love is when you need it most
even if you got the father the son and the holy ghost
well there's more to truth baby than what we know is true
ya we wonder round in the darkness
but every now and then a little shines thru
and a little love - just a little love can change it all

HAPPY LOVE

This poem comes from a well known polish poet Wislawa Szymborska, i came across this one long time ago when i was drawn towards poems, today after a long time, i read it again and felt like sharing it on my blog.

HAPPY LOVE

Happy love. Is that normal,
is that serious, is that useful--
what does the world get out of two people
who don't see the world?

Lifted towards each other for no valid reason,
no different from a million others, but convinced
that it had to be thus--as reward for what? Nothing:
light falling from nowhere--
why on them and not on others?

Does this offend justice? Yes.
Does it upset solicitously piled principles,
does it upset morals? It does upset and topple them.

Look at these happy ones:
would they at least put on some disguise,
pretend a little despondency to sustain their friends!
Hear how they laugh--offensively.
The language they use--seemingly intelligible
As for those ceremonies, the fuss,
their fanciful reciprocal duties--
they look like a conspiracy behind humanity's back!

It's hard to predict the outcome
if their example could be followed.
What would sustain religions and poets,
what would be remembered, what abandoned,
who would wish to stay within its bounds.

Happy love. Is it necessary?
It's tactful and sensible to ignore this scandal in Life's higher spheres.
Fine babies are born without its assistance.
Never, never could it populate the earth,
given its rare occurence.


Let people who haven't known happy love
insist it's nowhere to be found.
With such faith it'll be easier for them to live and to die.


--Wislawa Szymborska --
--trans. Adam Czerniawski--

Fall colors

कुछ हरे हैं, कुछ लाल हैं, तो है कुछ पीले भी
सभी रँगों ने सजाई है यह धरती प्यारी सी !!!

I had thought of collecting leaves ॥ but clicked the picture instead !

यह करें और वोह करें , ऐसा करें वैसा करें

यह करें और वोह करें , ऐसा करें वैसा करें
जिन्दगी दो दिन की है, दो दिन हम क्या क्या करें
यह करें और वह करें, ऐसा करें वैसा करें

जीं में आता है कि दें
पर्दे से पर्दे का ज़वाब
हम से वोह पर्दा करें, हम से वोह पर्दा करें
दुनिया से हम पर्दा करें

यह करें ओर वह करें, ऐसा करें वैसा करें.........

सुन रहा हूँ कुछ लुटेरे आ गए हैं शहर में
सुन रहा हूँ कुछ लुटेरे आ गए हैं शहर में
आप जल्दी बंद अपने,अआप जल्दी बंद अपने
घर का दरवाज़ा करें .

यह करें और वोह करें , ऐसा करें वैसा करें.......

इस पुरानी बेवफ़ा दुनिया का रोना कब तलक
आएये मिल झुल के दुनिया एक नयी पैदा करें

यह करें और वोह करें .....

Remember listening to this ghazal by jagjit singh and chitra as a kid .. it used to be there in my dad's collection and i guess i liked it so much then that even today when i listen to it ,.. it makes me smile .. then i liked it for some reason that i don't remember now ..

Now i like it for other reasons and also understand it better :)

yesterday and today ...

How do you do it
manage to bring a tear and a smile
all at the same time

your words touch the
deepest chords of my heart
Its not something that
has happened just today
just like that

It has always been like this
yesterday and today ...

dettachments from attachments

Importance of the so called cell phone ..
there was a time when i refused to have a cell phone .. coz somewhere i thought i dont need it and after all i was just a student who didnt earn any money, so how could i add on the monthly expenses of the cell phones on my parents ..

then came the time when i had to take one ..then i bought my own cell phone .. well well well ...

Its not abt that phone .. but its abt my recent phone .. which accidently slipped out of my hand n fell flat on the floor ....it was nokia phone so i thought its okay .. i keep dropping my cell phones .. its not a new thing .. but when i picked it up ... its display was all cracked .. and so was my heart;s condition .. i had heard .. that it pains when u break something which was bought with the hard earned money .. yup i got to feel the pain ..whole day went in same thoughts :(
even went to the cell phone place .. they wont gimme a new phone .. not even anyphone ...
okay !

But i gotto have one soon .. these days i dont maintain any phone books ...so all the contacts are gone ..except the few which i remember .. thank goodness i still have some gray cells !

It hurts more coz i have never been tech savy .. but this time i splurged into the same race and spent quite a bit .. but of no use .. didnt even use it for 3 months .. aaahhhhh...

well i realised how materialistic i have become .. a simple breaking of cell phone reminded me of that .. and hence i decided tht such a small object cant make me feel sad .. or make me angry ..
Its worldly attachment ..

one small gadget ..thanks for the reminder ...

On the path of spirituality, if i want to climb one step higher ,
i got to dettach from the attachments !!!!!