Friday, December 7, 2012

The serendipitious finds of the small world



The things invisible underground feeds all that is visible above to us! Does it apply to the human mind?

For the I have not written anything since January on blog, but facebook took all of it, i guess..


so here is copy paste!! ;) 

tum se izhar-e-mohabbat na kar pate to achha tha…….
kaash dil ki baat na batate to achha tha…………

meri mohabbat ko vo mahaz naam-e-kashish kahte hai……..
kaash unka naam hi na batate to achha tha…………

aaj kahte hai pahli si kashish nahin hai hum mein……..
kaash vo kashish pahle hi na jagate to achha tha………….

fir vo hi hijr-e- mohabbat ka aalam hai………
kaash unki baaton main na aate to achha tha…….

dil khol ke jo rakha saamne to bewafa ka naam mila……..
kaash is se pahle hi mar jaate to achha tha………

vo hi dost,vo hi samaa,vo hi gagan,vo hi ghata………
kaash raaz-e-udasi jaan paate to achha tha………

bhoole to na the lekin maar chuke the ehsaas saare hum……
kaash vo ehsaas fir na jagate to achha tha……….

maangne ko to kuchh nahin….bas ek guzarish hai khuda se……….
humko bhi pyaar k kabil banate to achha tha……….


Things apart...i have been chasing a song from my dream, to which I was 'a watching scene' as third person (in d dream) 
Somebody gave an embrace and sang "tu pyar ka izhar na kar..." and so on...dream dated 11 November 2012

I don't remember the tune, nor any other words but just this... I wake up and type those on my cellphone SMS draft and today I try to find  it on the web and then, here is what I get :



*I have never heard this song before in this lifetime! The scene I saw was also in a valley!!

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Mahasamar by Narendra Kohli

I've just started reading Mahasamar by Narendra Kohli which is a seven part rewrite of the Mahabharat. I'm merely 40 pages into the first part but I immediately had things to say so I thought I might say it in a small blog post.

Novelistic Style
Unlike other Hindi literature that I've been reading, Mahasamar follows the pattern of the western novel to the T. This is very different from the works of Acharya Chatursen. Chatursen's mode of writing is 'historical'. He concentrates on who did what, when. Kohli on the other hand, concentrates on character motivation right from the beginning. Specially since it is a retelling that he's doing, he's more concerned about why did a particular character take a particular action than in the details of the action.

Modern Thinking Pattern
One thing that bugs me most about Hindi literature is its right wing leanings. A lot of Hindi literature that I've come across reeks of the RSS brand of thinking. However, in Kohli's novel one immediately begins to see trends of the modern questioning attitude. For example, in the first chapter itself, Kohli is narrating the tale of Shantanu, who made is elder son forgo his right to the throne so that he could marry a girl half his age. Kohli takes up an Indian father-son relationship (the chief characteristic of which is that the son is a 'property' of the father) and dissects is piece by piece. A very interesting read.

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Missing Watch


There once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him. After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn. He promised them that the person who found it would be rewarded.
Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around
the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch. Just when the
farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to
him and asked to be given another chance.

The farmer looked at him and thought, "Why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough." So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn. After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.

The boy replied, "I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the
silence, I heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that
direction."

Moral: A peaceful mind can think better than a worked up mind.

Allow a few minutes of silence to your mind every day, and see, how sharply
it helps you to set your life the way you expect it to be...!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The Chennai automan

"Is it a bird? Is it a plane?",is what you think as you travel in a Chennai auto, driven by somebody who should have been rightfully adopted by the Schumacher family. "No da Kaide, its a Chennai auto", would be his response had he heard that line from the Superman franchise. Adorned with a khakhi shirt that goes over a purple t-shirt with the image of the playboy bunny, he smiles around displaying teeth laden with tobacco. When you land up at Chennai, you can't help but ignore the ubiquitous autos here.


Enterprising, dynamic and audacious, the Chennai auto driver is the first thing you see when you place your foot outside the Central station in Chennai. The auto driver is blessed with the knack of identifying prospective auto-goers. Sleepy IT-goers sporting T-shirts, parents of NRIs and North Indians are easy pickings for him. He sports a friendly smile, makes an attempt at grabbing your suitcase from your hand and pursuing you to board his auto and all the while making sure of not revealing the charge. More often than not, his rate is equal to 60% of your train travel expenses.


As you discuss the rate, other auto drivers gather along to witness this deal. As any helpless customer would do, you would quote an amount that is half of what he quoted. They all smirk at what you say, as if you questioned Darwin's theory of evolution. But yes, don't lose hope and get deterred by all the contempt you face. Stick to your price. The automan, in turn , aided by his colleagues, quotes inflation, the price rise and the economics of it all, justifying his rate to the precision of Amaratya Sen. If he had a computer, I believe he would shown you price fluctuation comparisons in the form of excel charts of atleast 10 different colours. You in turn quote the distance being in the range of just 8-10 kms making a pretence of knowing Chennai routes. The driver brings up issues of traffic diversions and one-ways to counter you. Other auto drivers try to politely explain to you the concept of price rise and advice you to accept their man's rate, thereby making you feel like a dull student in an economics class.




Finally you arrive at 80% of his aforementioned amount and believe you made a deal out of it. And he is happy to have made a fool of you. Win-Win situation. The auto-driver takes your luggage acting as a porter until you reach his auto. As you walk along and reach his auto, you notice the picture of a tamil actor blocking most of his view on the glass. You pray for your safety. He starts the auto by pulling a lever from somewhere down suddenly. After a few unruly pulls of the lever, the auto budges and starts. He takes a U-turn and drives like he is going to save the earth from an asteroid. His auto makes a weird noise, which I feel resembles Amrish Puri's voice when he yells. He takes on everybody, overtaking buses from the left, driving zig zag in tandem with bikes, driving in parallel with other autos talking to his friends, taking a moment to spin Paan and dodging signals or any other form of safety mechanism. No one but the Chennai auto driver can abuse others inspite of the mistake being his own. In short, he is CEO material.

As he drives, giving you an experience of a VGP ride, you look at fear while the tamil star who is in the form of a sticker covering the entire rear view mirror smiles at you. You also notice the meter which for some reason exists for display purpose. I somehow feel that a meter visually completes the auto. But history quotes that meters were occasionally used in certain autos, some of them thermodynamically charged to run faster than the auto itself.


The auto driver has no qualms on anything . He just whizzes around you in his typical audacious manner. His rates may be exorbitant. But don't we all like to be slightly paid more? He may be impolite and rude. But at least he is being himself. Talk to him, and he speaks of how Chennai has changed around in the years, how IT has ruined the city, Rajnikanth and politics. He has simple opinions on things around him, unlike many of us who don't have one.

All said and done, I enjoy an auto ride . Especially when I travel early morning along Mount road gazing at LIC building and Spencers. And as for the auto driver, he is by far the super king on Chennai roads.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Rumi



Come, come, whoever you are.

Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving — it doesn't matter,

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times,

Come, come again, come.

~ RUMI


One day the sun admitted

I am just a shadow

I wish I could show you the Infinite

Incandescence that has cast my brilliant image!

I wish I could show you

when you are lonely or in darkness

the Astonishing Light of your own Being!

~HAFIZ

What a wonderful world

Blessed are those who give without remembering. And blessed are those who take without forgetting.





The world but seems to be

yet is nothing more

than a line drawn

between light and shadow.

Decipher the message

of this dream-script

and learn to distinguish time

from Eternity.

The cure for pain is in the pain!

"Love takes you towards the trap…

Love tortures and oppresses the innocents

Those who fall into its hands cry like clouds

Those who flee from it are frozen like the snow

In the heart of lovers, there is a pain no remedy can cure

Neither walk nor sleep nor food nor thought nor prayer…

Nothing, nothing but the sight of the Friend

The meeting with the Friend IS the cure."
~Rumi

Monday, December 13, 2010

The Light of Enlightenment

Relationship is the giving and receiving of energy in the form of love, light and power.
Every interaction is an exchange and every exchange is energetic. While love is the primary form of that energy when the heart of the self is unblocked and whole, the second form the energy of the self takes is that of light. But what do we mean by light?

Imagine yourself in ancient Greece, sitting around the fire, under the stars, late at night, with friends and family. The young ones are listening to the elders as they pass on the 'light' of their wisdom through myth, legend and their own experiences. It is this wisdom of right understanding, right thinking and right living which 'enlightens' the next generation, maintaining the balance and harmony of society and right relationship with nature.

Not far away, there is another group discussing why the world is the way it is, why people do what they do. They are trying to work out why there is a marked increase in conflict and suffering. They are the philosophers in a process of inquiry, seeking to understand how the world and the universe works. One day, a few philosophers become tired of all the talk and intellectual toing and froing, and they decide to 'do something'. They begin to study the material world in all its forms and variety of phenomena. They start to fathom the rhythms of nature and the movement of the planets in an attempt to find meaning and purpose. They ask questions like 'why does water fall down and not up, why is grass green, why does a flower have fragrance?' Scientific research is born and wisdom gives way to the gathering and exchange of the 'light' of knowledge about the world.

The discovery of over one hundred elements, the development of electricity and, several hundred years later, the appliance of science spawns technology. Knowledge gives way to information as we develop the ability to send huge amounts of information in the form or packets of light across vast distances in seconds. In only of a few short decades, everything that can be quantified and measured is reduced to set of digits, a form of data, and fed into a machine for lightning transmission in massive quantities from one side of the world to the other, almost instantly. Information gives way to data. We now evaluate the worth of many modern organizations according to their 'data resources'. From wisdom, to knowledge, to information, to data - this is progress . isn't it?

Each day we need to make hundreds of decisions. Most are small, occasionally some are large and life changing. The commodity we need in order to make the best decisions is not data, it is not information, not even knowledge - it is wisdom. Yet it is wisdom that is now in shortest supply in the world. If you were to look at the currency of exchange across all your relationships today, at what level do you exchange 'light' - is it as data, information, knowledge or wisdom? Which one do you exchange the most?

For most people it is 'information' as we talk mostly about what others are doing (gossip), and what happened yesterday (news). If we are to increase our resource of wisdom it makes sense to mix with people who are exchanging energy (light) at this level. This will only happen when we decide to see life itself as the school, our self as a student, and consciously embark on a journey of continuous learning. If we don't learn we don't change. If we don't change we don't grow. If we don't grow we diminish.

This makes all your relationships opportunities to learn and grow in wisdom. If you are having difficulty in any particular relationship it is never the others fault, it is the way you are responding, which derives from the way you perceive the other. It means your responses are not being informed and shaped by a deep enough wisdom - the wisdom of compassion, the wisdom of forgiveness or the wisdom of understanding is missing. So every relationship is a teacher, a facilitator, a space in which you can grow in wisdom, nourish with wisdom and be nourished by wisdom. The wisdom cycle might look likes this - experience, followed by reflection upon experience, generates insight, followed by application, creating more experience, for further reflection. If you are a meditator then you will likely know that you have within you an innate sense of 'what is true', and you are able to allow that 'knowingness' to refine the wisdom that you grow in your life.

Like good wine wisdom matures with age. Hence the natural wisdom that can be accumulated in a long life. However, unlike wine, which sits still for most of its life until tasted, all of life must be actively faced and tasted! Only then will you see the dullness and emptiness of all data and information, and how unnecessary it is to accumulate yet more knowledge about the world. Only then can you fully taste and appreciate the wisdom that is distilled from taking risks, rising to new challenges, engaging fully with others and then silently reflecting on the whole process of living.

And unlike a battery whose power runs down when used to light up a room, your wisdom becomes brighter and deeper the more you use it to 'enlighten' the relationships that you form and the world that you live in