" Time can wash out civilizations...but not simple lullabies "
Depth of that statement is baffling!!!
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
Fairy Tale
Walking through life,The princess found a mirror...
Intricate, Beautiful,
Profound, Intellectual,
It showed all she wanted to see.
It held within, all her dreams.
So enthralled was she in its magic,
She forgot the eternal truth -
Dreams intersecting with reality,
Is the clear road sign to
Quicksand beneath the oasis mirage!
Life struck back with vengeance,
Winds of future came swooping down,
Shattering the precious
Scattering shards of memories
Into the future
That future she walked into,
Only,
Only to pick those sparkling shards
Bleeding through her fingers,
Drops of blood undoing life's evil spell,
Only,
Only to pick those sparkling shards
Bleeding through her fingers,
Drops of blood undoing life's evil spell,
The past became future
Pieces fell together,
The mirror became real
Happily ever after, it was.
Fairy tales -
It easier to believe, than not :)
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
People come and go...
We are the choices we make
We are also the people in our life
Every person we interact with transacts a part of our personalities with theirs.
Some people take more from us than they leave behind – the indebted
Some others leave more with us than they take – those in whose debt we live in
And then there are those very few in a lifetime..
Who neither give nor take
When the sum is greater than the parts
Where the transaction is not a tangible but an experience
A soul baring trust that’s beyond all else in life
Those who wake up the child in us
Unearthing the real person within us..
Those few may stay or leave,
But the times with them are ever cherished and immortal -
The only ones that you carry to your grave.
We are also the people in our life
Every person we interact with transacts a part of our personalities with theirs.
Some people take more from us than they leave behind – the indebted
Some others leave more with us than they take – those in whose debt we live in
And then there are those very few in a lifetime..
Who neither give nor take
When the sum is greater than the parts
Where the transaction is not a tangible but an experience
A soul baring trust that’s beyond all else in life
Those who wake up the child in us
Unearthing the real person within us..
Those few may stay or leave,
But the times with them are ever cherished and immortal -
The only ones that you carry to your grave.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Flowers and souls...
The first hibiscus bloomed successfully in my little balcony garden:D
The small things make me ecstatic and the big things really fail to bother me - one of my oxymoronic attributes...
I am here because I wanted to put this thought here...
Beautiful flowers in a vase
Happy smiles of dead souls...
Same difference!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Life is a Gift - with a catch....
Yep..Life is a gift! Beautifully wrapped...we hold it, cherish it and embellish it with more accessories - But scared to surprise ourselves we add more wrappers, more external decorations.But really very very few of us have the guts to open the gift. To see whats inside. I've taken a few peeks and I am getting a hint of whats inside...its nothing - Its just plain, dark, empty vacuum - something you cant control, something so intense that once opened you get sucked in..When you've been gutsy enough to do that, the experience is a transformation - to a more individualistic, more at peace, more self-contented living that seeks no other external validation for being. Nirvana.
As one more year wraps up, lets unwrap our gift of life....lets find peace within.
PS: Ha ha...am starting to sound like the Robin Sharma's and Deepak Chopra's of the world...Age I suppose :P
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Of Endings and beginnings...
I watched the last Harry Potter Movie yesterday...I delayed watching it, but I eventually had to get to it. I am not the movie-review type, so that's not what I am going to do...but I am going to analyse the unexpected impact it left on the Wundergal world, rather than the Hogwart's world...
I have now been following HP for almost 10 years, waiting for each book and each movie...suddenly its over. Its done. With Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint - I have grown too. Its not a bad thing - its just unsettling. Call me a late bloomer or whatever fancy term u want to use, the hardest thing I have had to come to terms with (which explains some of my previous posts) is the fact that, there is NO control over life. You can dream, you can believe, you can worry, you can cry, you can laugh, you can enjoy, you can hope - every single thing is transitory and what comes next is NOT IN ANYONE'S HANDS....What happens, happens - mostly with no rhyme or reason.
In retrospect, being the story tellers we are designed to be, we attach meanings and cohesively link events as "good" or "bad"...but hey, I am sorry to break the news.. but things (shit and non-shit) happens at its random will. However, inspite of the bleak outlook, there is something I have salvaged of my optimistic myself - borrowing from Viktor Frankl
Life Dearest,
"The one thing you can’t take away from me is the way I choose to respond to what you do to me. The last of one’s freedoms is to choose one’s attitude in any given circumstance."
Thats a new outlook...replacing my everything happens for good and what goes around comes around theory. Ha ha....Feeling smug. (let me for a while...) Which leads me to something Albus Dumbledore says in this HP movie..
Harry: Professor, Is this real or is it all in my head?
Dumbledore; " Obviously Harry, it all in your head - but that does not mean it is NOT real"
It is so unbelievably true, how sometimes life in the head is more perceivable and more real than the reality around!!!!
I have now been following HP for almost 10 years, waiting for each book and each movie...suddenly its over. Its done. With Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint - I have grown too. Its not a bad thing - its just unsettling. Call me a late bloomer or whatever fancy term u want to use, the hardest thing I have had to come to terms with (which explains some of my previous posts) is the fact that, there is NO control over life. You can dream, you can believe, you can worry, you can cry, you can laugh, you can enjoy, you can hope - every single thing is transitory and what comes next is NOT IN ANYONE'S HANDS....What happens, happens - mostly with no rhyme or reason.
In retrospect, being the story tellers we are designed to be, we attach meanings and cohesively link events as "good" or "bad"...but hey, I am sorry to break the news.. but things (shit and non-shit) happens at its random will. However, inspite of the bleak outlook, there is something I have salvaged of my optimistic myself - borrowing from Viktor Frankl
Life Dearest,
"The one thing you can’t take away from me is the way I choose to respond to what you do to me. The last of one’s freedoms is to choose one’s attitude in any given circumstance."
Thats a new outlook...replacing my everything happens for good and what goes around comes around theory. Ha ha....Feeling smug. (let me for a while...) Which leads me to something Albus Dumbledore says in this HP movie..
Harry: Professor, Is this real or is it all in my head?
Dumbledore; " Obviously Harry, it all in your head - but that does not mean it is NOT real"
It is so unbelievably true, how sometimes life in the head is more perceivable and more real than the reality around!!!!
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Disappearing Acts....
Part of the super powers conferred as part of being w.u.n.d.e.r.g.a.l...Read God's Debris by the Dilbert fame, scott adams.. its ancient - i just got to read it.. a thought from the book that was severely cool! (yes, I happened to watch Kung fu panda 2 and loved it)
“We like to believe that other people have the same level of urges as we do, despite all evidence to the contrary. We convince ourselves that people differ only in their degree of morality or willpower, or a combination of the two. But urges are real, and they differ wildly for every individual.Morality and willpower are illusions. For any human being,the highest urge always wins and willpower never enters into it. Willpower is a delusion.”
Sometimes too many thoughts go criss-cross, whishing-whooshing - like fireworks - does anyone remember fireworks after the show? - no right?!....Going through a thought firework in my head...let my brain tranquilize. Then I'll write. ZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
First love...A Sequel
Shakthi, my little doll - not even all of 6 years has started reading.... its so gratifying to see her stutter through the words, trying to familiarize herself and making up pronunciations with the little she knows. Its lovely to see her take so much interest. Of course, the effort now is only to read and not to understand - but its beautiful, to watch someone falling in love the same way you did and someone as cute as a five year old kid...
I dunno, if she'll take to books like I did, but sometimes I cant help but hope. Cant help but wish she builds, imagines, experiences and see the fascinating worlds the books let me see. I hope that inspite of all the fun stuff on TV and computers...books last into her life. I want her to be elated, when I bequeath my most precious book collection to her when I cant read anymore...
Way to go girl...Amma loves you, reader or not!
Friday, March 04, 2011
My first love...Books!
I dont know about guys, but every girl who is a bookworm, will identify with this one. I am and I do. Could'nt be written better! - WG. The post follows.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
Rosemarie Urquico (via kblitz)
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Rosemarie no longer has an active blog, but she can be found on Facebook here:http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=585211028
To see the post about how she was found, please go here. Thanks, Jonathan (who should eventually get a website that I can link to, yes) for searching!
Thursday, March 03, 2011
Countdown...
Savoring the last 15 minutes of the twenties....Its must be a plateau out there, not a downhill slope!!!
Take it as it comes or fight it and try changing its course...do whatever you may, LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!!
Zen.....from within. Loving it.
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