Friday, July 27, 2012

Poverty in Museums

There are few times when an idea comes and sweeps you away by the sheer force of its propensity and impact. As much as poverty is a complicated subject to understand, equally complex is its eradication.

So, without having experienced poverty even remotely, without having seen poverty from close ends, am i a person to comment about poverty. No.period.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

We are like that only

The local mess serves us some delicious morning breakfast with well laid out pooris, 'doshas'(that's how they pronounce dosas. See I just picked up on how weird someone else's pronunciation sounds. We are like that only. We always pick up on where others faulted or looked funny. Strange no?

Monday, July 23, 2012

Things to do


Things to do. They get all guns pointed. They burn all bridges. They inspire.

My things to do...

Although, i do not remember how limitless i was feeling to write them down, the feeling is still there.

Few of the  'Things to do' have changed and have transpired into more meaningful goals.
Each day getting back to this list gives me an affirmative.
There is also an awareness when there would be negatives days on end. I'll know it's time to change then

Till then.... it is very much happening

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Mere Intern waali maggi

Relationships as i understand are all connections, which are dated back to time in-articulated.

Friends, acquaintances, soul mates, co-mates, colleague, enemy are all terms/abstractions and compartmentalization that make us look controlling.

There are times when we meet few people and don't understand or feel connected after zillion meets
then there are times, when we meet a person or don't even meet him/her and feel like we have known them for ages.
Terms don't matter much unless we give it so much importance. As if living in terminologies was the way life got defined.
Such is a beautiful person I found in Sai Teja. He was my companion for the whole of June and July in Hyderabad.

Today I found a friend

Today I found a friend,
Or maybe she found me,
Or was it fate, chance, circumstance - 
Predestination, by whatever name?
Were we like nanoid stars whose orbits,
Devised at time's beginning,
In due season
Intersect?

Though we'll never know, 
No matter! For instinct tells me
That our friendship, nurtured,
Will grow strong.

So much of her I like;
Her quiet ways, warmth,
A gentle wit, and intellect,
An honest face, kind eyes, a ready smile.

'Friend' is not easily defined, and yet,
These things mean that to me
Concerning one whom, even now,
I hope to see again 
And count the days and hours 
Until a second meeting.

- via email from author/writer/poet Ms NiveditaN, you can find her here.
   She has a 'rough e-book' which she maintains here

contd...
a word from her, her gentle hi,
her mellow hello, her naughty giggle,
her deep eyes, that beautiful shine,

her pleasant demeanour, graceful gentle steps
her beautiful heart, unmistaken gratitude
they woo, they woo
how i wish, she were my friend
how i wish, we met more often
for time slows or 
paces too much i dont know
i know she is an angel on the shoulder
and i am an admirer, a fan, an acquaintance
until a second meeting and may be even after

-anon
a song that hums on my mind screen is 'Hallelujah' by Leonard Cohen: Linked here

Monday, July 16, 2012

Just Because

Just because,

                   she is honest, doesnt mean she is outspoken
                   she appeared quiet, doesnt mean she didnt have a lot to say
                   she appeared happy, dosent mean everything was okay
                   she laughed a lot, doesnt mean she doesnt take things seriously
                   she is forgiving, dosent mean she can be taken for granted
                   she doesnt show her feelings, doesnt mean she doesnt have any

What it does mean, she is the best girl you can have.
PS: it could be your beloved mother, darling sister, dearest soulmate or a new found friend, whom you seem to be knowing for ages
                      
(inspired writes)

Sunday, July 15, 2012

The Fisherman and Businessman


There was once a businessman who was sitting by the beach in a small Brazilian village.
As he sat, he saw a Brazilian fisherman rowing a small boat towards the shore having caught quite few big fish.
The businessman was impressed and asked the fisherman, “How long does it take you to catch so many fish?”