Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Tears of Gratitude

Today while commuting to work I pondered about the way I am living life. What I reflected was the times I experienced tears was in times of pain and only immense pain can touch me. As life proceeds I get accustomed to some kinds of pain and I am now immune and totally numbed.

As my mind kept leading me into different realms of knowledge available in the universe I asked myself this question "Do I have gratitude? Gratitude for anything in this world?" The answer to this question was in the form of tears in my eyes. When we think of gratitude there is sudden love for the entire creation.

This reminded me of what Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev says about tears:

Tears have got nothing to do with sadness and pain. Whenever any experience becomes very intense, tears flow.

If tears of love, joy, and ecstasy have not washed your cheeks, you are yet to taste life.

I remember reading an article written by Sadhguru which I am not able to trace now, where he mentions that the only deep emotion most of us have understood is pain and thats the reason we express tears then. We all are yet to experience tears of love, joy and ecstasy.

Monday, July 16, 2007

I am the reason

Saturday night, Nidhi and I were in the auto going towards MG Road to meet friends for dinner. We stopped at a traffic signal. When we got the green signal and started moving, abruptly the vehicles' movement slowed down. As we were edging, I looked out to see what was slowing us down and saw a person wearing a jacket "I am the reason" struggling with his bike which wouldn't start, he then had to push it to the side of the road. I was amused "Oh this is the guy who interrupted the traffic movement, and he is pretty sure that he is the reason" :)

Sunday, July 08, 2007


On Sunday night returning from the Isha Yoga class at around 9pm, I stop at a signal near the end of inner ring road. On the left of me I see a less crowded road merging at the junction. A scooter with a young man and woman is slowing down to stop and nearby a cyclist is slowing down too. The cyclist gets close to the young couple and starts talking. He point to the rear of his cycle and then a fight ensues. The cyclist looks like a man nearing his 60s and the youth around 25. Initially the scooterist is perplexed and not sure whats happening. The old man though continues his blabber and looks like some words have angered the young man as he starts arguing back animatedly.

I get the green signal and start moving. As I go past the two I can see the youth raise his fist on the old man to show anger and threaten him...

This old man had just come out from the bar which was behind where the cyclist stood and fought. One could see that he was drunk but the youth didnt seem to realise that else he wouldnt have bothered to fight with the drunkard.

How many times in life we get into fights with people who are drunk with pride, power, ego, ignorance and hatred. We get carried away and get into a serious altercation. If we knew these people were drunk we wouldnt have wasted our time...:)

...And then there are times when we are in this drunk state and provoke fights with people around!!

Friday, July 06, 2007

Broken Promises

Pledges and vows are made
Hearts filled with love & purity
The joy and the moment lived
Promises of undying love
With caresses and embraces

Transgressing the land of love
To leave behind bleeding souls
Snubbing and mocking lovers
Walking the long but chosen path
Alone & cold towards the light

Its penance but no remorse
Painted pictures of time gone by
Immaculate love and divine lovers
But now apathetic and cold-blooded
One is deemed to be condemned

Kneeling down, head bent low
Entreating the divine souls to
Safeguard the shattered hearts
Liberating the incarcerated spirit
To preserve a timeless souvenir

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

More from 'The Pilgrimage'

I do most of my reading in the auto, yeah once I start driving the car I wont be able to do that :)
Anyway today I completed reading 'The Pilgrimage' written by Paulo Coelho. It was walking the path of learning along with Paulo on his pilgrimage on the Road to Santiago.

Sharing some more excerpts from the book:

"In the same way, a disciple such as you can never imitate his guide's steps. You have your own way of living your life, of dealing with problems, and of winning. Teaching is only demonstrating that it is possible. Learning is making it possible for yourself"

"Didn't I tell you? Once a problem is solved, its simplicity is amazing."

"I began to feel great pain, because now I knew that I was only one step from success; this is the moment when one's strength begins to flag, and one loses confidence in oneself. On a few occasions in my life I had lost in the last minute - swum across the ocean and drowned in the surf of regret. But I was on the Road to Santiago, and that old experience must not be allowed to repeat itself - I had to win.

"But there are problems in our lives that require us to choose between one way and another. Everyday problems, like a business decision, the breakup of a relationship, a social obligation. Each of these small decisions we have to make, throughout our lives, might represent a choice between life and death. When you leave the house in the morning on your way to work, you might choose one means of transportation that will drop you safe and sound or another that is going to crash and kill its passengers. This is a radical example how a simple decision may affect us for the rest of our lives."

"The only way to make the right decision is to know what the wrong decision is," he said after I had mentioned my concern. "You have to examine the other path, without fear and without being morbid, and then decide"

"Life always teaches us more than the Road to Santiago does," he answered. "But we don't have much faith in what life teaches us."

"We are not smart enough to be able to listen to the silence! We are just human beings, and we don't even know how to listen to our ramblings..."

"Everything is contained in sounds - the past, the present, and the future. The person who does not know how to listen will never hear the advice that life offers us all the time. And only the person who listens to the sound of the moment is able to make the right decisions."

"And when I think about it, I guess it is true that people always arrive at the right moment at the place where someone awaits them."

Monday, July 02, 2007

Naam Ada Likhna...

Srid on the flight heading again on his official trips and singing this for him today...:)

Song: Naam Ada Likhna
Movie: Yahaan
Play song:

Naam Ada


Poochein jo koi meri nishaani rang heena likhna
Gore badan pe ungli se mera naam aada likhna
Kabhi kabhi aas paas chand rehta hain
Kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehti hain

Aao na aao na
jhelum mein behlenge
waadi ke mausam bhi ek din toh badlenge
kabhi kabhi aas paas chand rehta hain
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehti hain

aau toh subaha jaau toh mera naam sabah likhna
barf pade toh barf pe mera naam dua likhna
zara zara aag waag pass rehti hain
zara zara kaangdi ki aanch rehti hain
kabhi kabhi aas paas chand rehta hain
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehti hain
(shaamein bujhane aati hain raatein
raatein bujhane tum aa gaye ho)

jab tum haste ho din ho jaata hain
tum gale lago toh din so jaata hain
doli uthane aayega din toh
pass bitha lena
kal jo miley toh
mathe pe mere suraj uga dena
(zara zara aas paas dhup rahegi
zara zara aas paas rang rahenge) - 2