Charity....
Unclenched fists
Pour out to grasping hands
Charity begins....within!
Nameless ones, faceless ones
Enrich the world, with good deeds
Charity rules....!!!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Wednesday whispers...
Today is a big day for me...I am writing a blog for the very first time! and I seem to be stuck!!!!
Where do I begin???? For an inveterate chatterbox, that is indeed something foxing, to say the least!!
well, i will begin with my morning walk. As i strolled along, i was assaulted by the overpoweringly pleasant aroma of a meal being cooked, out in an open adjoining construction site. these poor construction labourers began their day with the basics...and then go on to a day of harsh toiling labour. Being paid a pittance, and made to live in the most pathetic conditions, they are still an unfailingly resilient lot. Perhaps it is the harsh realities of life that make them so stoic, yet the simple repast that they prepared for their nourishment, displayed none of the angst that surrounds their lives.
seems to me, there is a lesson to be learnt out there. do whatever needs to be done, in a spirit of dedication. it is qualities such as love, devotion and perfect execution that bring even the most mundane chores to life. like somebody posted on fb...there are no ordinary moments...i say, one chooses to make moments, either ordinary or exceptional!!!
Where do I begin???? For an inveterate chatterbox, that is indeed something foxing, to say the least!!
well, i will begin with my morning walk. As i strolled along, i was assaulted by the overpoweringly pleasant aroma of a meal being cooked, out in an open adjoining construction site. these poor construction labourers began their day with the basics...and then go on to a day of harsh toiling labour. Being paid a pittance, and made to live in the most pathetic conditions, they are still an unfailingly resilient lot. Perhaps it is the harsh realities of life that make them so stoic, yet the simple repast that they prepared for their nourishment, displayed none of the angst that surrounds their lives.
seems to me, there is a lesson to be learnt out there. do whatever needs to be done, in a spirit of dedication. it is qualities such as love, devotion and perfect execution that bring even the most mundane chores to life. like somebody posted on fb...there are no ordinary moments...i say, one chooses to make moments, either ordinary or exceptional!!!
Friday, December 24, 2010
Haikus....Self and Life....
SELF...
Buried, deep beneath
The many layers of complexities
Lies the real self...
Seek the Divine...
Desire to merge ...
With the One True Self....
Who is the I?
What is the Self?
But an illusion.
LIFE....
Life beckons...
With the sweetness of nectar
Reach out, my friend.
Life beckons...
Out of a parched land...
A tender shoot struggles forth....
Life...is only a breath ...
Exhale, and fade into oblivion...
Death, a new beginning...
Buried, deep beneath
The many layers of complexities
Lies the real self...
Seek the Divine...
Desire to merge ...
With the One True Self....
Who is the I?
What is the Self?
But an illusion.
LIFE....
Life beckons...
With the sweetness of nectar
Reach out, my friend.
Life beckons...
Out of a parched land...
A tender shoot struggles forth....
Life...is only a breath ...
Exhale, and fade into oblivion...
Death, a new beginning...
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Haikus.....Faith
Faith moveth mountains
So spaketh the Good Word
Will it move the faithless, I wonder?
Faith and Hope
The last refuge of mankind
Struggle out of Pandora's box!
Faith is unsighted belief
In the Master of creation
No proof required
So spaketh the Good Word
Will it move the faithless, I wonder?
Faith and Hope
The last refuge of mankind
Struggle out of Pandora's box!
Faith is unsighted belief
In the Master of creation
No proof required
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Monday Melodies........Oasis....
Come, oh weary traveller
I invite you to seek my refuge and comfort
Come, partake of me, drop your burdens...
Quench your thirst, quell your hunger!
Lay yourself down on my breast...
I hear you sighing in contentment
As you give of yourself
And surrender in my cocoon...
We synergise our desires in unison....
When its time to bid farewell
I release you in the knowledge
That one day you will return
To the oasis that I am
For, I will always be here...for you...
I invite you to seek my refuge and comfort
Come, partake of me, drop your burdens...
Quench your thirst, quell your hunger!
Lay yourself down on my breast...
I hear you sighing in contentment
As you give of yourself
And surrender in my cocoon...
We synergise our desires in unison....
When its time to bid farewell
I release you in the knowledge
That one day you will return
To the oasis that I am
For, I will always be here...for you...
Sunday Sweet-nothings......On a day such as this.....
On a day such as this.....
On a day such as this...
peace and contentment reign
The hustle and bustle of homely sounds
slowly grind to a halt
We retire to the cool comfort of our sanctuary
and silence overpowers worldly chaos
Where bird song jostles for space
with the honking and hooting of vehicles
We lose ourselves in a languorous stupor
seeking out each other in languid pleasure
Eternally secure and deeply in love
on a day such as this...
On a day such as this...
peace and contentment reign
The hustle and bustle of homely sounds
slowly grind to a halt
We retire to the cool comfort of our sanctuary
and silence overpowers worldly chaos
Where bird song jostles for space
with the honking and hooting of vehicles
We lose ourselves in a languorous stupor
seeking out each other in languid pleasure
Eternally secure and deeply in love
on a day such as this...
Saturday Soliloquies.....
The Rhapsody of Love....
It's just you and me, my beloved
Swaying to the muted music of our hearts
Bodies rising and flowing with every crescendo
Two souls bared, nothing can contain the ecstasy within
For we are lost in a rhapsody of love
Merging in an ocean of fulfilment
As we surrender to the rythmn of bliss
We could live and die a millions deaths
In these ephemeral moments
All in a rhapsody of love...
haiku..... ( key word instinct)
In a sensual seduction
Let instincts take over
Unleash primal passions!
It's just you and me, my beloved
Swaying to the muted music of our hearts
Bodies rising and flowing with every crescendo
Two souls bared, nothing can contain the ecstasy within
For we are lost in a rhapsody of love
Merging in an ocean of fulfilment
As we surrender to the rythmn of bliss
We could live and die a millions deaths
In these ephemeral moments
All in a rhapsody of love...
haiku..... ( key word instinct)
In a sensual seduction
Let instincts take over
Unleash primal passions!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Tuesday Twitters....Haikus galore!
Its great to be back...!! Today I am inspired by my friend Deepak's Instant Words blog which
specialises in Haikus. Todays clue is the word ' stranger '. A small token from me.....
Entwined together
In rapturous splendour..
Strangers no more!
An intimacy lost
An old love dies
Strangers once more..
Strangers in the night
An exchange of money
Empty, desolate sex for sale.
Whither goest thou
Stranger in our midst?
Come, a new world beckons!
Stranger miracles occur
When clones and anti-matter
Modern science creates!
A bright blue sky
No stranger to the slashes
Of pregnant grey clouds!
The stranger the thought
The deeper the madness
Will sanity prevail?
Truth is stranger than fiction
Sometimes, an amalgamation
Who will separate the two?
specialises in Haikus. Todays clue is the word ' stranger '. A small token from me.....
Entwined together
In rapturous splendour..
Strangers no more!
An intimacy lost
An old love dies
Strangers once more..
Strangers in the night
An exchange of money
Empty, desolate sex for sale.
Whither goest thou
Stranger in our midst?
Come, a new world beckons!
Stranger miracles occur
When clones and anti-matter
Modern science creates!
A bright blue sky
No stranger to the slashes
Of pregnant grey clouds!
The stranger the thought
The deeper the madness
Will sanity prevail?
Truth is stranger than fiction
Sometimes, an amalgamation
Who will separate the two?
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Monday Meanderings....
Am having great fun blogging....I did not know how much I would enjoy doing this!! Thank you Deepak for constantly egging me on to blog!!
Today I will talk about my love for animals, a love that was never discouraged by my parents. As a child I was fascinated by animals...I remember chasing butterflies, especially the yellow and the tiny blue silver ones, catching them, feeling them and studying them. And dragonflies, how I loved to catch them and tie a string on their entrails and fly them like kites!! Today, I cringe at the thought of the unintentional cruelties I perpetrated on these poor creatures...
At school, we had a small rock grotto, which was always overflowing with all kinds of snails and slugs..I would pick up the snails, just to see them get into their mobile homes at the first sign of danger, and slowly ease out when they thought it was safe! And, I can't get over the number of strays I would be always be feeding, caring for injured birds...even babysitting rabbits, parrots, dogs, whose owners wanted to go on a holiday! In all that time, my parents never threw a fit at what was obviously, a pestilential habit!!!!
When I decided to marry, I made sure my dog Caesar came along with me to my marital home...that was one of my conditions of marriage!!!! My orthodox in-laws not only accepted this but themselves got to love Caesu so much, that soon he became their pet, rather than mine!!! And he became totally vegetarian...after being a carniverous soul most of his existence!! My husband still jocularly grumbles about how my father gave him a dog as dowry!!!
Thankfully, my husband and daughter have inherited my love for animals. I have had a succession of dogs, now a number of stray cats, who have adopted my home as theirs. My family's support has been invaluable as that of my beloved domestic help, who never complain of these additions!!!
I consider myself lucky to know what animals feel like to the touch, to experience their love, their unconditional acceptance of us and our foibles, of the de-stressing they provide in a life that is so fast paced as to be killing. I hate it when people ill treat strays or abandon their pets when they are old and sick. As a family, it has been a rare holiday that we may gone together, because we cannot leave our animal children unattended or at the mercy of strangers.
I am often asked, that how can I keep another pet after I have lost one of them. My answer is ....I cherish every moment of their existence and accept that the joy they bring into my life as priceless. I consider myself blessed to have had the privilege of their lifetimes in my life. And I feel sad that so many, many people and children don't have a clue of the experience of knowing what another species of God's creatures feel like.
Today I will talk about my love for animals, a love that was never discouraged by my parents. As a child I was fascinated by animals...I remember chasing butterflies, especially the yellow and the tiny blue silver ones, catching them, feeling them and studying them. And dragonflies, how I loved to catch them and tie a string on their entrails and fly them like kites!! Today, I cringe at the thought of the unintentional cruelties I perpetrated on these poor creatures...
At school, we had a small rock grotto, which was always overflowing with all kinds of snails and slugs..I would pick up the snails, just to see them get into their mobile homes at the first sign of danger, and slowly ease out when they thought it was safe! And, I can't get over the number of strays I would be always be feeding, caring for injured birds...even babysitting rabbits, parrots, dogs, whose owners wanted to go on a holiday! In all that time, my parents never threw a fit at what was obviously, a pestilential habit!!!!
When I decided to marry, I made sure my dog Caesar came along with me to my marital home...that was one of my conditions of marriage!!!! My orthodox in-laws not only accepted this but themselves got to love Caesu so much, that soon he became their pet, rather than mine!!! And he became totally vegetarian...after being a carniverous soul most of his existence!! My husband still jocularly grumbles about how my father gave him a dog as dowry!!!
Thankfully, my husband and daughter have inherited my love for animals. I have had a succession of dogs, now a number of stray cats, who have adopted my home as theirs. My family's support has been invaluable as that of my beloved domestic help, who never complain of these additions!!!
I consider myself lucky to know what animals feel like to the touch, to experience their love, their unconditional acceptance of us and our foibles, of the de-stressing they provide in a life that is so fast paced as to be killing. I hate it when people ill treat strays or abandon their pets when they are old and sick. As a family, it has been a rare holiday that we may gone together, because we cannot leave our animal children unattended or at the mercy of strangers.
I am often asked, that how can I keep another pet after I have lost one of them. My answer is ....I cherish every moment of their existence and accept that the joy they bring into my life as priceless. I consider myself blessed to have had the privilege of their lifetimes in my life. And I feel sad that so many, many people and children don't have a clue of the experience of knowing what another species of God's creatures feel like.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Friday Footnotes...
It has been a tentative, yet challenging beginning! Am slowly finding my steps in this maze of words....giving a coherent shape to my thoughts!
Returning late from work tonight, the taxi I was travelling in, lay idling at an inordinately
long signal. Just outside, very close to a bus stop, my attention was drawn to a couple of women standing there, in the shadows, with a very hyperactive young boy of about 12 years. Something in the boy's behaviour struck me as peculiar. Peering close into the darkness, I could see the child tugging away at one of the ladies, who seemed to be his grandmother...violently escaping her loving clasp. She gave a tiny chase and grabbed him back towards her, tenderly and sweetly scolding him. At about this time, I realised that something was wrong with the child. He was obviously differently abled, probably autistic, creating a scene, and yet, here she was, along with her daughter, cooing with love and getting him to calm down.
The tender love and acceptance of an obviously difficult situation that I witnessed, overwhelmed me. So much compassion and patience is required to deal with these special children of the Lord. And so many folks do it, unflinchingly and willingly, day after day, year after year.....without bitterness and rancour. I am reminded of my own uncle and aunt, who have three differently abled children, all girls and all in different stages of disabilites. Yet, more God-fearing and more cheerful people I have not had the privilege of knowing. If at all there is any concern and anxiety, it is about who will be there to look after them when they themselves are too old, sick or even dead.
This compassion does not limit itself to humans only. I have seen people do the same to animals in distress too, looking after them with the same dedication. A family I know, has adopted a dog with a short lower jaw. The pet has to be fed every meal because it can't pick food and eat by itself. Yet, they do it daily as they would any other child.
Human beings are so filled with compassion, and when this is exercised in the right way, miracles happen. People and animals who would have been given up for dead, have a chance to live, whatever the quality of life may be. It is all about commitment. And when I think of the things we take for granted, somehow they seem so small and petty in the larger scheme of things.
We really have a lot to be grateful for....and maybe it is time to spread some compassion around. in any which small way.
Returning late from work tonight, the taxi I was travelling in, lay idling at an inordinately
long signal. Just outside, very close to a bus stop, my attention was drawn to a couple of women standing there, in the shadows, with a very hyperactive young boy of about 12 years. Something in the boy's behaviour struck me as peculiar. Peering close into the darkness, I could see the child tugging away at one of the ladies, who seemed to be his grandmother...violently escaping her loving clasp. She gave a tiny chase and grabbed him back towards her, tenderly and sweetly scolding him. At about this time, I realised that something was wrong with the child. He was obviously differently abled, probably autistic, creating a scene, and yet, here she was, along with her daughter, cooing with love and getting him to calm down.
The tender love and acceptance of an obviously difficult situation that I witnessed, overwhelmed me. So much compassion and patience is required to deal with these special children of the Lord. And so many folks do it, unflinchingly and willingly, day after day, year after year.....without bitterness and rancour. I am reminded of my own uncle and aunt, who have three differently abled children, all girls and all in different stages of disabilites. Yet, more God-fearing and more cheerful people I have not had the privilege of knowing. If at all there is any concern and anxiety, it is about who will be there to look after them when they themselves are too old, sick or even dead.
This compassion does not limit itself to humans only. I have seen people do the same to animals in distress too, looking after them with the same dedication. A family I know, has adopted a dog with a short lower jaw. The pet has to be fed every meal because it can't pick food and eat by itself. Yet, they do it daily as they would any other child.
Human beings are so filled with compassion, and when this is exercised in the right way, miracles happen. People and animals who would have been given up for dead, have a chance to live, whatever the quality of life may be. It is all about commitment. And when I think of the things we take for granted, somehow they seem so small and petty in the larger scheme of things.
We really have a lot to be grateful for....and maybe it is time to spread some compassion around. in any which small way.
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