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Unseen Perceptions.
I saw the until then unseen breeze,
I heard the imaginary birds,
I saw the stars, shine in day light,
I heard the waves in the distant ocean of sand.
What happened to my world? I kept asking,
A deflection or a new scheme-
Of my eyes to see things or is it a dream!
Is it a life or lifelessness, I kept wondering.
As I am taught that no one can see breeze,
As I am aware that no imaginary birds,
Or no stars embellish the world, in daytime.
No waves of sand will be heard, I wondered.
It was hard to keep my senses normal,
It equals naught if, try to be calm,
On these, all said, a causeless abnormality,
I too thought, until I wrote, I am in love and I love you.
Anulal
The Indian Commentator
http://anu-lal.blogspot.com/
Some say that everything changes, except change. They are wrong.
‘Change’ also changes in its approach, becoming, and familiarizing. By familiarizing, I mean, the sustenance of a change for a long period. Each of these attitudes will change.
To include ‘change ‘ in a definition would not be recommendable, for the very moment the definition establishes itself as a system, complacent in itself, it needs for a change. And change is inevitable for the sustenance of life.
Change can be anything, and can happen anywhere. It only needs to give a de-familiarized experience to the usual stream of life. Sometimes, it just happens, and sometimes we are in need for it. Sometimes, a break of routine can be a change. Or an early rain, pre-seasonal, can be a change.
Change can occur anywhere, wherever life happens. The term life is not necessarily the biographical phenomena. Otherwise, the space can be said to have no change ever or my statement will be summed up as an error. As we all have heard, changes happen everywhere, even in space, for we attribute it
with a life and carefully analyse its growth and changes.
Recently, it is Barak Obama, who used the word ‘change’ and brought it again to its revolutionized usage.
My life, at present is going through such a change. I want you to read it ambiguously. That is, changes occurred in my life, and I am going through a vista of changes around me. In other words, there are changes around me and these changes around me that is, the changes in nature, are in full power to bring changes in my life.
Celebrating the end of summer, the rain has started. It is monsoon now onwards.
Being a writer, it is the most inspiring period for me.
Rain brings everything.
It brings chill,
it brings new life,
it brings darkness,
it brings light,
it brings spring,
it brings winter,
it brings summer,
it brings the hope,
of it coming down again,
and giving everything,
that mind once had longed for.
The smile it brings,
would be wet,
in the tears of the memoirs,
of those beloved, lost.
But its smile is pleasant that is, one in a thousand,
where it lulls the emotions of hearts,
unlike any other of the seasons.
In itself, it is a nourishment,
for the dried, cracked tenants.
But it decays, the summer’s reminiscences.
In every drop, it is an amazement.
Agape,
THE INDIAN COMMENTATOR
http://anu-lal.blogspot.com/
India is on the victims’ side, in racism. In anti-racial movements, it is on the protesters’ side. But both these identities seem absurd when, the extent to which this country is doomed, in its blindness to human equality, is out. It neither rejects caste ism nor closes its eyes on skin colour.
Now, a question arises, how did these practices of caste ism and colour consciousness emerge? In order to get an answer, we must ask this question to our grant fore-fathers, which is not possible now, for as a matter of fact, those grant paternal ‘culture creators’ are long gone into sod. The only possible way is to make our own assumptions as we always do, if we expect to get an answer to the above question.
Note from Jan: Here’s from a fabulous and fascinating book that I’m currently reading ~
…long before normal science gets disrupted, we’re likely to find, on the edges of normal science, a coterie of scientists who have happened across some observation that won’t fit, and it nags at them. Their work becomes increasingly concerned with making it make sense. They develop experimental programs. They establish labs and accumulate research. Meanwhile, normal science proceeds as usual, barely noticing what’s piling up at the edges.
~ Elizabeth Lloyd Mayer, Ph.D., from Extraordinary Knowing: Science, Skepticism, and the Inexplicable Powers of the Human Mind
Dear Jyoti
love can lead us to heaven and hell. I will make a podcast to discuss this in a forum here, in the next few weeks.
dear paulo coelho,
i have read 9 of your books. you have inspired me a lot to live the life on best terms, love and dreams being the guiding stars.
here i would share a silly story of mine that bewilders me regarding true love and plays a dark humour on the follies of man.
a boy started loving me from my school days. he was nothing more than a friend to me. i politely conveyed my sentiments to him. it is now over 10 years, he is still loving me without even expecting me to love him back.
around 2 years back i fell in love with someone. i initially admired him. he, understanding my inclination toward him tried to win me over in love. and i quite innocently surrendered in “LOVE” . once when i was away for sometime, he slept with a married woman. he fell in an intense love with her. he would always cry and fight with me. he started even to mistreat me. and one fine day i came to know everything through his chat with that woman. that was it. i took a bold decision to let go this matter from my life as this would put a bad impact on my studies. i gave up all the contacts with him.
it was then that he turned so furious. he came to my house, started calling my family members. i didn’t want to get any tension to my parents, so i talked to him. now he asks me to love him and pamper him. he says that, the so called woman had done a black magic on him and sleeping part was just a verbal trick to control his life.
i do confess that i still have a soft corner for him, but my faith in love has been shattered. i cant show the affection. i have gone silent. he is thretening me that he will kill himself,and that he will come to my home and do unexpected things, if i didn’t love him like before. i even tried to express admiration much against my spontainity. my life is turning into a hell.
the gye who has been eternally in love with me asked me the reason for my being depressed these days. i told him everything. his reply was.. “there is someone still waiting for you though u never realised his presence.”
i respect him, like him too. he is a soft spoken shy fellow. but still cant figure out “LOVE” thing.
just wish to move away from all these things. i need to focus upon my life and career. but the situation is just suffocating me. i end up blaming myself for everything but am never able to reach out to a rational solution.
could you sugeest one and save my soul.
It is also raining right now where I live, and I know we are from different countries, Jessica. I guess it is true we all come from the same sky :)
I have fine food, more than adequate clothing, shelter and I am happy today. Wishing the same for all. Peace, love and light.
Hey Jessica,
Thanks for the warm wishes. Enjoy the day. The perfect weather for a cup of hot chocolate with whip cream and a book! Of course we all know which author you’ll be reading! ;D
Thank you and the same to you :-)I will go to see the Ballet of “The Nutcrackers”(?)in an hour. It’s the first time that I’ll go to see a ballet :-9
Kisses,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9nn6BcoRYo
The nutcracker.
I am sure, dear Barcelona 20 euros en un café ;], that you are still on the clouds after last night.. It is the mastery of thought over the body… So many hours of training with the dream to reach perfection.. Self-mastery, the life of a prima- ballerina.
LOVE,
Thelma.
A Spanish proverb says :The friends are like stars , you can´t always see them , but they are always here.
Bjs!.
Dear Thelma,
You are right. It was amazing … they do all the movements like it’s was so easy… wow. :-)
Kisses