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The empty streets

2011-12-28T12:00:00.001-08:00

I walk the empty streets tonight

Paddling my way through lazy thoughts littered around me.

This way and that I see how I try to grasp, and contain,

The wispy reality which is but a dream I saw tomorrow.

There is an urge in all man

And when it finds itself fulfilled

By the way a branch twists into the open sky,

By the way a cloud embraces the mountain top for a halting retreat

By the way a bird flutters its wings open,

Then and there, this and that Meet

And the journey of a thousand miles in finished in one step.

I am back again on the empty streets,

Thoughts wetted by the rain, join the stream

Into the drain.

The rent is paid and the celebration continues!

Die o Yogi Die

2011-09-13T00:56:00.000-07:00

To solve your problems means to give you an answer that intellectually satisfies you; and to dissolve your problem is to give you a method that makes you yourself aware that there is no problem at all: problems are all our own creations and there is no need for any answer.

The enlightened consciousness has no answer.

Its beauty is that it has no questions.

All its questions have been dissolved, have disappeared. People think otherwise: they think that the enlightened man must have the answer for everything. The reality is he has no answer at all. He has no questions. Without questions how can he have any answer?

Gertrude Stein, a great poet, was dying surrounded by her friends when suddenly she opened her eyes and asked, “What is the answer?”

Somebody said, “But we don’t know the question, so how can we know the answer?”

She opened her eyes a last time and she said, “Okay, so what is the question?” and she died. A strange last statement.

It is very beautiful to find out the last statements of poets, painters, dancers, singers. They have something tremendously meaningful in them.

First she asked, “What is the answer?”...as if the question cannot be different for different human beings. The question must be the same; there is no need to articulate it. And she was in a hurry, so rather than going through the proper channel — asking the question and then listening to the answer — she simply asked, “What is the answer?”

But people don’t understand that every human being is in the same position: the same question is everybody’s question. So some stupid person asked, “But how can we answer if we don’t know the question?”

It looks logical, it is not: it is simply stupid — and to a dying person.... But the poor woman opened her eyes once more. She said, “Okay, what is the question?” And then there was silence.

Nobody knows the question, nobody knows the answer. In fact there is no question and there is no answer; there is only a way of living in confusion, in the mind. Then there are millions of questions and millions of answers, and each answer brings hundreds more questions in, and there is no end to it.

But there is another way of life: living in consciousness — and there is no answer and no question.

If I was present as Gertrude Stein was dying I would have said to her, “This is not the moment to bother about questions and answers. Remember that there is no question and there is no answer: existence is absolutely silent about questions and answers. It is not a philosophy class. Die without any question and without any answer; simply die silently, consciously, peacefully.”

now and here !

2011-09-06T03:42:00.000-07:00

Heedless of the dew
that marks our closing day,
we bind ourselves to others.
Issa

There are few haiku poets of the caliber of Issa and Basho. This haiku says: “Heedless of the dew that marks our closing day...” Every day so much dust is created around — so much anger, so much sadness, so much misery, so much misunderstanding.

Heedless of all this that marks our closing day, we bind ourselves to others. Our love remains unmarked, unscratched. Our hearts are just like mirrors which don’t gather any dust.

That is the way of a man of Zen. Go on removing the dust, and remember your unity, your union with the whole existence. Nothing allows you to separate yourself — no anger, no desire, no failure. Nothing divides you from existence.

Every evening remove all the dust. Go to your bed with a clean mirror, in a silent song, harmonious with existence.

Osho: The Zen Manifesto: Freedom From Oneself

[ The picture is from Ram. Thanks so much, your photography reflects your being! Its wonderful , Cheers ]

Wish you a very Happy brithday Bob dylan !

2011-05-23T22:16:00.000-07:00

PLAYBOY: Lets turn the question around: Why have you stopped composing and singing 'protest' songs ?

DYLAN: I've stopped composing and singling anything that has either a reason to be written or a motive to be sung. Don't get me wrong, now. "Protest" is not my word. I've never thought of myself as such. The word "protest", I think was made up for people undergoing surgery. Its an amusement-park word. A normal person in his righteous mind would have to have the hiccups to pronounce it honestly. The word "message" strikes me as having hernia-like sound. It's just like the word "delicious" . Also the word "marvelous" . You know, the English can say "marvelous" pretty good. They can't say "raunchy" so good, though. Well, we each have our thing. Anyway, message songs, as everybody knows, are a drag. It's only college newspaper editor and single girls under 14 who could possibly have time for them.

- Dylan on Dylan Nat Hentoff, Playboy,March 1966.

from bondage to freedom

2011-03-04T07:23:00.000-08:00

And I dont think humanity has learned anything out of it. If you don't learn, then history repeats. If you learn, then you can stop history repeating again.

~ Osho on the Rajneeshpuram ranch in Oregon, US.

being with him !

2011-02-18T20:44:00.000-08:00

" My people can listen to me with immense trust - and I am teaching them doubt. They can listen to me with immense silence - and I am teaching them to be skeptical."

- God is the greatest lie { The Man of Truth - A Majority of One }

mind and beyond mind !

2011-02-18T09:37:00.000-08:00

In the East, man has been working on the mind for at least five thousand years. In the west, psychoanalysis is not even one hundred years old; it is just childish. Patanjali is five thousand years old, but he does not bother about psychoanalysis. He simply says there is no need to be bothered about it. Simply become aware of the the content of your mind - the thoughts, the dreams, the dreams or whatever is passing through. And just remain a witness, without any judgment, " This is good, this is bad". You have nothing to do with it; it is just traffic that is moving, and you are standing by the side of the road, just watching without any judgment.

Slowly the traffic becomes thinner, and a moment comes when the traffic simply disappears. When the traffic completely disappears, a new experience of no-mind, a new experience of simple awareness - awareness aware of itself, because there is nothing else to be aware of.

Once this awareness - you can call it enlightenment, you can call it total consciousness - once this is realized, you are beyond all mental problems because you are beyond mind. Now the mind cannot affect you at all.

- The Man of Truth { A Majority of One }

2011-02-13T20:03:00.000-08:00

Life can be lived either with utility as your very style or it can be lived as playfulness. Music, love, flowers, stars, poetry, painting, dancing all belong to the inner world. I am not against knowledge; when you are doing something use your knowledge. There, to use wisdom is foolish; there, sitting in a car and meditating is dangerous. There, you should use all your efficiency, all your knowledge, all your know-how, but you should not be confined to it. You should not become obsessed with it, you should be able to go inside. When the work is over you should be able to close the doors of the outside world and return to the inner. Then dance, sing, meditate, love, live. One should be flexible, liquid.
-- Just see it - {The Goose is Out }

memory and intelligence !

2011-02-10T20:17:00.000-08:00

"... Memory is part of your mind. Your mind goes on recording. A good recording system, a very good record does not mean that it has any intelligence. Yes, it is a good record, your mind is a bio-computer. And a few minds are very good records: so good that it seems sometimes incredible, unbelievable.

.... intelligence is a totally different energy in you: it comes from your consciousness, and memory is only part of the bio-computer. Memory is only utilitarian. Intelligence has no utilitarian purposive quality about it, but it brings freedom, it brings insight, it brings you to the truth. "

- The Highest Flight { The White Lotus }

mind

2011-02-10T20:08:00.000-08:00

"But whatever the cause, if you have ever experienced a moment when time stops, that is the moment which has to be understood because that is the nature of meditation. Thats what brings you home finally, ultimately. Before that, all kinds of questions will arise. They are all meaningless. Masters answers them because of compassion, otherwise they are all foolish.

Mind is stupid. Mind as such is stupid. It asks very stupid questions. "

- The Eye of Zen { The White Lotus }

Nuggets!!!!

2011-01-11T03:30:00.000-08:00

Remember never to compromise. Compromise is absolutely against my whole vision. You see people they are miserable because they have compromised on every point, and they cannot forgive themselves because they have compromised. They know that they could have dared, but they proved cowards. In their own eyes they have fallen, they have lost self-respect. That's what compromise does.

Why should one compromise? What have we got to lose ? In this small life, live as totally as possible. Don't be afraid of going to the extreme. You cannot be more than total that is the last line. And don't compromise. Your whole mind will speak for compromise, because that's how we have been taught up, conditioned.

'Compromise' is one of the most ugly words in our language. It means,'I give half, you give half; I settle for half, you settle for half.' But Why ? When you can have the whole, when you can eat the cake and have it too, then why compromise!

Just a little courage, just a little daring - and it is only in the beginning. Once you have experienced the beauty of non-compromising and the dignity that it brings, and the integrity and the individuality, for the first time you feel that you have roots, that you live out of center of your own!

Osho - Gold Nuggets

Mukta's pond !

2010-12-02T06:02:00.000-08:00

"I pass every day Mukta's pond, and those two swans are just twenty-four hours a day enjoying, doing nothing. And they look so dignified, so utterly contented...not even a shadow around them of any desire or any ambition, or of any position, of any success. All those are stupid things. They are enjoying every moment, just sitting in the pond."
--- the only hope - ISAN:No footprints in the blue sky.

na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

2010-11-28T07:26:00.001-08:00

Na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

Na kisi ajal ki talaash hai

Teri justju mein jo kho gayi

Mujhe us najar ki talaash hai

Jise tu kahin bhi na paa saka

Mujhe who apne dil mein mil gaya

Tujhe jahid iska malaal kya ascetic,regret

Yeh najar najar ki talaash hai

Na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

Tujhe do jahan ki khushi mili

Mujhe do jahan ka alam mila

Who teri najar ki talaash thi

Yeh meri najar ki talaash hai

Na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

Meri rahato ko mitake bhi joy, comfort

tere gam ne di mujhe jindagi

Tera gaam nahi yunh hi mil gaya

Meri umr bhar ki talash hai

Na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

Rahi noor meri yeh aarjoo

Na rahe yeh gardishe justju

Jo fareb-e-jalwa na kha sake

Mujhe us najar ki talaash hai

Na sukune dil ki hai aarjoo

2010-10-29T03:42:00.000-07:00

I cultivate a white rose
In July as in January

For the sincere friend
Who gives me his hand frankly

And for the cruel person who tears
out the heart with which I live,

I cultivate neither nettles nor thorns;
I cultivate a white rose!

[ I do not know who translated this to English but I love this. Its by Jose Marty ]

An empty garlic

2010-09-10T19:25:00.000-07:00

You miss the garden
because you want a small fig from a random tree.
You dont meet the beautiful woman.
You are joking with an old crone.
It makes me want to cry how she details you,
stinking mouthed, with a hundred talons,
putting her head over the roof edge to call down,
tasteless fig, fold over fold, empty
as dry rotten garlic.

She has you tight by the belt,
even though there is no flower and no milk
inside her body.
Death will open your eyes
to what her face is: leather spine
of a black lizard. No more advice.

Let yourself be silently drawn
by the stronger pull of what you really love.

.

2010-09-08T06:36:00.000-07:00

[ thanks to oshoworld.com ]

Digging through the archive....

2010-08-30T23:10:00.000-07:00

Alexis Zorba
"`Alexis,' he said, `I'm going to tell you a secret. You're too small to understand now, but you'll understand when you are bigger.
Listen, little one: neither the seven stories of heaven nor the seven stories of the earth are enough to contain God; but a man's heart can contain him.
So be very careful, Alexis - and may my blessing go with you - never to wound a man's heart!'"

Gautama the Buddha
There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth: not going all the way, and not starting.

Awake. Be the witness of your thoughts. You are what observes, not
what you observe.

Happy BirthDay !

2010-08-29T04:32:00.000-07:00

Wishing my blog a very very Happy BirthDay !

Is there anything called "Buddha nature " ?

2010-08-13T05:24:00.000-07:00

Silence and noise...

"I can not become silent. it doesn't happen to me, noise is easy...."

"You know, in rainy seasons the mosquitoes trouble a lot, especially when you go to bed.
So what you do to avoid the trouble? you use mosquito net around your bed.
But still the noise of the mosquito around - bhun bhun bhun bhun- continues...

What do you do then?"

Be Still and Know !

2010-07-09T08:33:00.000-07:00

A scholar saw Buddha and asked, "Who are you ? Are you God ? Are you a Gandharva ?"

Buddha said , "No",

He looked like a King, a God coming from heaven but he lived like a beggar.

The scholar asked again, "Are you a Chakravrti or Great King - one who rules the world ?"

Buddha Said, "No" ,

The scholar was annoyed by now and asked, "Are you a man ? "

Buddha Said, "No" ,

The enraged scholar said, "Are you a animal then ?"

Budhha Said, "No, not an animal , not a tree, not a rock."

"Then who are you?", the man asked,

Buddha said, " I am awareness, just pure awareness, just a mirror, reflecting all that is !".

[picture from *The Gr8ful Grind* ]

Rumi

2010-06-27T10:32:00.000-07:00

"Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of that which you love"
--Rumi (flowing through Sid, complete poem is awaited )

wu

2010-06-26T22:37:00.000-07:00

Buddhas don't save buddhas"

2010-06-24T20:50:00.000-07:00

If you compare Jesus and Bodhidharma you will be in for a great surprise. Jesus says, "You are the sheep, I am the shepherd and if you get lost I will find you". It appears to those who don't understand to be a great compassionate ideology.

Bodhodharma's statement is, "Buddhas don't save buddhas" .

He is saying you are all buddhas, whether you know it or not - how can anybody save you ? How can one buddha save another buddha ? All that a buddha can do is to wake you up. When you wake somebody up, do you think you are holier and special, and you have done great service to humanity by waking a poor fellow who was sleeping ?

Buddhas don't save buddhas. This is a very pregnant statement. It gives equality to every being. The only difference is ... a few are asleep and are unaware of who they are, and a few have become awakened and know who they are. But essentially there is no difference at all, and there is no question of saving anybody.

BODHIDHARMA
The Greatest Zen Master

one of the best from Shanta Shelake

2010-05-09T23:02:00.000-07:00

काटा रुते कुणाला, आक्रंदतात कोणी
मज फुल ही रुतावे हा दैवयोग आहे

सांगू कशी कुणाला कळ आतल्या जीवाची
चीरदाह वेदनेचा मज शाप हाच आहे

काही करु पहातो, रुजतो अनर्थ तेथे
माझे अबोलणे ही विपरीत होत आहे

हा स्नेहवंचना की काहीच आकळेना
आयुष्य ओघळोनी मी रिक्तहस्त आहे

Song: Kata Rute Kunala
Movie or Album: He Bandh Reshmaache
Singer(s): Pandit Jitendra Abhisheki
Music Director(s): Pandit  Jitendra Abhisheki
Lyricist(s): Shanta Shelke

oshonisarg

2010-02-22T20:20:00.000-08:00

"... sitting on the bank of a river, witnessing its changing moods. Siddhartha, the hero of Hesse's book, achieves liberation. He spends hours sitting on the bank, and by and by, slowly, slowly, he recognizes the changing moods of his own mind in those of the river. Youth, old age, misery, happiness, he watches them all pass away. He realizes that in life everything is moving in constant flux, why to hold or possess. Realizing this he achieves liberation."

I visited oshonisarg (website) .I liked it and wishing to visit the place !

And it was at that age...

2010-01-13T06:13:00.000-08:00

And it was at that age...

Poetry arrived in search of me.

I don't know, I don't know where it came from,

from winter or a river.

I don't know how or when,

no, they were not voices,

they were not words, nor silence,

but from a street I was summoned,

from the branches of night,

abruptly from the others,

among violent fires

or returning alone,

there I was without a face

and it touched me.

I did not know what to say,

my mouth had no way with names

my eyes were blind,

and something started in my soul,

fever or forgotten wings,

and I made my own way,

deciphering that fire

and I wrote the first faint line,

faint, without substance,

pure nonsense,

pure wisdom

of someone who knows nothing,

and suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened and open,

planets,

palpitating planations,

shadow perforated,

riddled with arrows, fire and flowers,

the winding night, the universe.

And I, infinitesmal being,

drunk with the great starry void,

likeness, image of mystery,

I felt myself a pure part of the abyss,

I wheeled with the stars,

my heart broke free on the open sky.

wild flowers...

2009-04-28T00:07:00.000-07:00

wild flowers loosed upon the moonlight

cradled in its cool light
whispered secrets to me last night
and as they were done
they bid farewell, fair son
and vanished like they had come

-satya

shadow of the whip

2009-04-07T23:54:00.000-07:00

a seeker said to buddha

I do not ask for words, I do not ask for silence
buddha just sat quietly

the seeker said admiringly
the compassion of the world honored one
has opened clouds of my illusion
and has enabled me to enter on the path

making his salutation, he departed

ananda then asked buddha
what was it this stranger realised

that he so praised you
the world honored one replied
a high class horse moves even at
the shadow of the whip

- through Sid, :-)

haunted by words .....

2009-03-02T07:53:00.000-08:00

My songs has put off her adornments.
She has no pride of dress and decoration.
Ornaments would mar our union;
they would come between thee and me;
their jingling would drown thy whispers.

My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight.
O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet.
Only let me make my life simple and straight,
like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.

Gitanjali
[7]

a short something....

2009-02-15T06:23:00.000-08:00

i know how you wait,

lovers like to linger longer

waiting for that break

i saw in your eyes a twinkle tonite

that betrayed the goodbye

turning around one more time

casting a glance at the passing tide

your love is so beautiful you lover

a flower upon a flower upon a flower
-subodh

woooohuuuaaaaahhaaaa !

2009-01-28T09:43:00.000-08:00

St Peter challenged the Archangel Gabriel to a game of golf. St. Peter's first drive resulted in a hole-in-one. Gabriel's first drive produced the same result The same thing happened at the next shot.
St. Peter looked at Gabriel thoughtfully and then said, "What do you say we cut out the miracles and play some golf?"

wooooohooooooooooooooo!!!

2009-01-28T09:35:00.000-08:00

"How much for a roast beef sandwich?" asks Little Feenie Finkelstein, standing in Chicken Chopper's Sandwich Shop.
"Two dollars," replies Chicken Chopper, from behind the counter.
"How much for a cheese sandwich?" asks the little Jew.
"One dollar," replies Chicken.
"What about a ham sandwich?" asks Feenie. But before Chicken Chopper can reply there is a loud clap of thunder in the sky overhead.
Feenie Finkelstein falls to his knees, looks up at the sky and prays out loud, "Okay! Okay! -- I was only asking!"

budhha statue @ my home

2008-11-07T02:49:00.000-08:00

madman

2008-10-29T22:44:00.000-07:00

You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen -- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives, -- I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the curséd thieves."
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.

-Madman(Kahlil Gibran)

The last lines especially striked me like a thunderbolt...

"the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us"

buddha in glory

2008-08-24T02:31:00.000-07:00

Center of all centers, core of cores,
almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet--
all this universe, to the furthest stars
all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit.

Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.

Illuminated in your infinite peace,
a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead.

-- Rainer Maria Rilke

this morning

2008-04-06T06:33:00.000-07:00

how beautiful this morning
this wet air outside
and the sadness i find myself drenched in
totally alone, drowned

i love you too !!

2007-11-13T05:38:00.000-08:00

I love you

I love you for the glow
that comes on my face
when I think about you

I love you for the tear-drop
that comes in my eye
when I remember you from bottom of my heart

I love you for the smile
that comes on my lips
when I think about the stupid things we talk

I love you for the every moment
that we shared together
when you cared for me
when we had arguments
when you were holding me tight
when you were with me when I needed you

Love you for the love in your eyes for me
Love you from the moment you stepped in my life, till the eternity......
--Vai

ryokan

2007-10-12T09:41:00.000-07:00

the thief left it behind
- the moon at my window

gorakh - maro he jogi maro

2007-08-16T06:59:00.000-07:00

ek adad si jindagi
takte na takte
aage yun chal dene mein kya tuk

rona hi rona
aapa khona
rona kalapna akarat hai
ghute ghute jeena
keval vis peena
bhatakna akarat hai
sartakhta kuch to sanjoy hai
chiri churman ki
chuk chuk chik chuk chuk
aage yun chal dene mein kya tuk

shan do ya char
jis ko jeena kehte
jaanna nahi gunah
aur panktikae geet kisike man me
bachna nahi gunah
teri man bhasa mein hi gaate
bhanu kant ranjak anjuman
piksuk
aage yun chal dene mein kya tuk

ghere mein jeevan
aakhon pe pattiya
yatna nirantarta
leekleet gaadi
chabuk dar chabuk
bhagna nirantarta
maseene, karisme
kat chit chit kat
grrrr
kat chit chit kat
kuch ruk
aage yun chal dene mein kya tuk

ek adad si jindagi
takte na takte
aage yun chal dene mein kya tuk

the slogan...

2007-07-16T02:41:00.000-07:00

being: 'Turn on, get off and be.'

Hollow men by T.S. Eliot

2007-06-07T09:16:00.000-07:00

This is the dead landthis is cactus land
Here the stone imagesAre raised,
here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone

Silence with no effort...

2007-05-23T23:48:00.000-07:00

A lion was walking through the forest taking a poll to determine who was the greatest among all the wildlife animals. When he saw the hippopotamus, he inquired, "Who is king of the forest?" "You are," said the hippopotamus. Next he met a giraffe. "Who is king of the forest?" he inquired. "You are," said the giraffe. Next he met the elephant. He gave him a good rap on the knee and said, "And who is the king of the forest?" The elephant picked him up in his trunk and swung him against the tree. As the lion slid down, brushing himself off, he said, "You don't have to get so mad just because you don't know the right answer."

Unfortunately I know the right answer. I will not get mad at you, but certainly I will tell you where you are wrong and where you are right.

........

I love to see you silent.
I love to see you laugh.
I love to see you dance.
But in all these activities, the fundamental remains meditation.

Osho: Satyam Shivam Sundram, Chapter 28

osho's last words

2007-05-23T17:02:00.000-07:00

these are from his hindi discourses

meri baton ko itni prem aur shanti se suna,
uss se main bahut anugruhit huun
sabke bhitar baithe parmatma ko mein pranam karta huun
mere pranam sweekar karen

Sonnet 29

2007-05-22T22:29:00.000-07:00

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
--Shakespeare

Dance your way to GOD ....

2007-05-05T23:52:00.000-07:00

To me, all joy is divine
joy as such is divine,
If one can be joyful
one is in prayer
Then there is no need to do
any other prayer
You are constantly offering
yourself to god
And we cannot offer anything else

In misery we are cut off from god-
closed, separated,isolated
In joy we are overflowing
relinked,reconnected
so joy is divine
and not to be joyful
is to be irreligious

So if one thing you can do
everything will follow-
just be ecstatically joyful !!!

my resignation letter

2007-04-23T08:33:00.000-07:00

It has been a pleasure working here in the last 4 years in all capacities and with all kinds of people. The opportunity that has been given to me to grow, I am grateful for from the bottom of my heart. The things I have learned here are not just related to my career but my life as well. For this kindness shown to me who came here as a nobody I am thankful. I leave this place as a nobody as well, for that is my realization and my truth.
I have grown beyond the space that SWWP can offer and while this was natural for me it is now time to move on for my own benefit. It will never be known exactly what pulls a man to sow his own seeds and reap his own fruit in this farm that is this earth but my calling has come and I cannot delay any more.
With a heart that is bursting with joy as I write my farewell to you I leave as a migrant birds footsteps in the sand are erased by the morning tide - To be seen no more and to be heard of no more. For these dynamic four years I am indeed grateful, and you cannot fathom the depth of my learning which has been more than just engineering. With this gratefulness in my being I wish the people of Southwest Windpower a most gracious thank you and lots of love.
May you also be.

when i am poetry

2007-03-13T15:07:00.001-07:00

It is March and the trees wait!. Their breath held longingly upto the time when an invisible force will proclaim the doors or spring open. The trees wait! Patiently looking skywards towards the sun. each potential bud pointed at the sun. “It is warm enough now, can we not burst forth in one quiet nightfuls effort?”
The air around the trees is heavy with expectation. Expectation of something that is inevitable bbut still nature only rejoices in the present. I feel this longling that the tree carries. I feel it in my whole body as if some invisible branches have surrounded me to whisper this pregnant moment into my ears.
“I am a bride” she says “and the sun my bridegroom. My marriage is this spring! Look, there he is circling around me but also soming closer in an attraction that is seductive. See, the birds, my musical band prepares itself. They join me in ever increasing numbers to remind the sun what is obvious”.
The trees wait! As a lover patiently waits for his beloved with eyes scanning the horizon of time. Sometimes pain, sometimes, anguish, sometims tears and sometimes laughter colr the moods of this lover. But is it not the same story, that come bitter, dark, cold winds, come rain, snow or sunshine as I wait, just like these trees, the day you show up my heart will burst forth in a million colors of sunshine. I will be crowned with beauty all around as I lay to rest upon your warm breast with my flowers, once again.

Haiku

2007-02-22T21:29:00.000-08:00

I said to the almond tree
"Freind, speak to me of God"
and the almond tree blossomed.

Nikos Kazantzakis.

2007-01-25T21:40:00.000-08:00

If I leave here tomorrow

Would you still remember me?

For I must be traveling on, now,

'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.

But, if I stayed here with you, girl,

Things just couldn't be the same.

'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,

And this bird you can not change.

Lord knows, I can't change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.

Though this feeling I can't change.

But please don't take it badly,

'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.

But, if I stayed here with you girl,

Things just couldn't be the same.

Cause I'm as free as a bird now,

And this bird you'll never change.

And this bird you can not change.

Lord knows, I can't change.

Lord help me, I can't change.

(Freebird, Lynard Skynard)

From Goel's Blog

Faces

2006-12-28T09:18:00.000-08:00

Sauntering the pavement or riding the country by-road, faces!
Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality,
The spiritual-prescient face, the always welcome common benevolent face,
The face of the singing of music, the grand faces of natural lawyers
and judges broad at the back-top,
The faces of hunters and fishers bulged at the brows, the shaved
blanch'd faces of orthodox citizens,
The pure, extravagant, yearning, questioning artist's face,
The ugly face of some beautiful soul, the handsome detested or
despised face,
The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face of the mother of
many children,
The face of an amour, the face of veneration,
The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile rock,
The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face,
A wild hawk, his wings clipp'd by the clipper,
A stallion that yielded at last to the thongs and knife of the gelder.

Sauntering the pavement thus, or crossing the ceaseless ferry, faces
and faces and faces,
I see them and complain not, and am content with all.
Faces
Walt Whitman
Leaves of Grass

momentary

2006-12-24T05:51:00.000-08:00

i bloomed this morning just for you
this fragrance you carry from me
you can take credit for as you spread it up those mountains there
you can say you gave me this color red

for you my love, my petals tremble
but just for a moment stop and stay with me
for with the setting sun
i too will disappear

lovelorn

2006-12-24T05:46:00.000-08:00

the winter has been harsh
and my tears lie frozen on the floor
you seem so distant, so far
upon my hearts horizon

perhaps this step will help,
perhaps this action will bring me closer
to your honey-warmed touch

Melancholy && Excitement

2006-12-07T02:12:00.000-08:00

Paddy is leaving for another shore, few lines on my blog for him

Miner's Wife: Are you two looking for work?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: No, we aren't looking for work.
Miner's Wife: No?... Then why are you traveling?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: We travel just to travel.
Miner's Wife: Bless you... Blessed be your travels.

Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier?
Each moment seems split in two; melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement
of entering a new land.

Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits,
and a love for the open road
- Motorcycle Diaries
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the
intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well
preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, nine
iron in one hand, martini in the other, body
thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming
"WOO HOO what a ride
-Zorba the Greek

cheers paddy !!!
it was wonderfull so far and would continue to be so I guess .

Alan watts

2006-11-18T07:06:00.000-08:00

when you are silent, it speaks
when you speak, it is silent

love

2006-11-18T06:48:00.000-08:00

incense love-stick
ignited by your heat
infects me with this aroma
of you, your sweat and your thirsty lips

smoke falls in waves from the bed
and fills the room......slowly
deep, dark purple glows the lamp in the corner
as our serpentine bodies twist against each other
first here, then there, the passion thermometer rises
friction lights up our bodies and they glow orange
waves of sex fuel lash against the walls
screams collide and bounce back
i grab the air and she grabs the sheets
like a fish thrashing about on the shore
clinging for dear life
we, in this moment
explode into orgasm,
blow up the room
and float.

2006-11-14T02:00:00.000-08:00

When we were made of dreams

2006-10-30T01:44:00.000-08:00

In the lonely night
In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light
You're comin' thru to me in black and white
When we were made of dreams.

You're blowing down the shaky street,
You're hearing my heart beat
In the record breaking heat
Where we were born in time.

Bridge #1:
Not one more night, not one more kiss,
Not this time baby, no more of this,
Takes too much skill, takes too much will,
It's revealing.
You came, you saw, just like the law
You married young, just like your ma,
You tried and tried, you made me slide
You left me reelin' with this feelin'.

On the rising curve
Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,
You won't get anything you don't deserve
Where we were born in time.

Bridge #2:
You pressed me once, you pressed me twice,
You hang the flame, you'll pay the price,
Oh babe, that fire
Is still smokin'.
You were snow, you were rain
You were striped, you were plain,
Oh babe, truer words
Have not been spoken or broken.

In the hills of mystery,
In the foggy web of destiny,
You can have what's left of me,
Where we were born in time.

BOB DYLAN

ain't no man righteous

2006-10-30T01:19:00.000-08:00

When a man he serves the Lord, it makes his life worthwhile.
It don't matter 'bout his position, it don't matter 'bout his lifestyle.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
And there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Some like to worship on the moon, others are worshipping the sun
And there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

Look around, ya see so many social hypocrites
Like to make rules for others while they do just the opposite.

You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.
Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
In a city of darkness there's no need of the sun
And there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

Pull your hat down, baby, pull the wool down over your eyes,
Keep a-talking, baby, 'til you run right out of alibis.
Someday you'll account for all the deeds that you done.
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

God got the power, man has got his vanity,
Man gotta choose before God can set him free.
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

When I'm gone don't wonder where I be.
Just say that I trusted in God and that Christ was in me.
Say He defeated the devil, He was God's chosen Son
And that there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

BOB DYLAN

abandoned love

2006-10-29T23:37:00.000-08:00

I can hear the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Oh, something's a-telling me I wear the ball and chain.

My patron saint is a-fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most.
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is a-tellin' me I love ya still.

I come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon.
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear?

Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever the children go I'll follow them.

I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?

I've given up the game, I've got to leave,
The pot of gold is only make-believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.

We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
My head tells me it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

One more time at midnight, near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.

BOB DYLAN

wajud....

2006-10-27T00:56:00.000-07:00

KABHEE DARD BHEE MAZA DAI
YEH GHUTAN ACHEE LAGEY
MEIN KHUD KAU ZAKHMEE KARNA CHAHTA HOON

KABHEE GIRNEY KEE KHUSHI
JALNEY KEE KHWAHISH
MEIN IS HAWAS SAI LARNA CHAHTA HOON

MUJHE APNA WUJUD CHAHIYE
IN SOCHON MEIN HOON GUM
MEIN KAB SAI

KABHEE ITNEE GARMEE KEH ROOH JAL JAYE
MEIN ISS MAUSAM KAU SEHNA CHAHTA HOON
KABHEE KHUD KAU TARPA KAR KHUD HEE KAU RULAOON
MEIN IS RONEY MEIN HANSNA CHAHTA HOON

MUJHE APNA WUJUD CHAHIYE
IN SOCHO MEIN HOON GUM
MEIN KAB SAI

KAUN HOON MEIN
KAUN HOON
KAUN HOON MEIN

nice pitcure...

2006-10-26T04:16:00.000-07:00

There is pull in this picture or may be the site itself, at the end of the day of life, I would imagine closing myself for once at such a place, may be !

love is just a four-letter word

2006-10-24T22:35:00.000-07:00

Seems like only yesterday
I left my mind behind
Down in the Gypsy Cafe
With a friend of a friend of mine
She sat with a baby heavy on her knee
Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
With eyes that showed no trace of misery
A phrase in connection first with she I heard
That love is just a four-letter word

Outside a rambling store-front window
Cats meowed to the break of day
Me, I kept my mouth shut
To you I had no words to say
My experience was limited and underfed
You were talking while I hid
To the one who was the father of your kid
You probably didn't think I did, but I heard
You say that love is just a four-letter word

I said goodbye unnoticed
Pushed towards things in my own games
Drifting in and out of lifetimes
Unmentionable by name
Searching for my double, looking for
Complete evaporation to the core
Though I tried and failed at finding any door
I must have thought that there was nothing more
Absurd than that love is just a four-letter word

Though I never knew just what you meant
When you were speaking to your man
I can only think in terms of me
And now I understand
After waking enough times to think I see
The Holy Kiss that's supposed to last eternity
Blow up in smoke, its destiny
Falls on strangers, travels free
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me
And I do not really need to be
Assured that love is just a four-letter word

Strange it is to be beside you, many years the tables turned
You'd probably not believe me if told you all I've learned
And it is very very weird, indeed
To hear words like "forever" plead
so ships run through my mind I cannot cheat
it's like looking in a teacher's face complete
I can say nothing to you but repeat what I heard
That love is just a four-letter word

Joan Baez

be friends with you

2006-10-24T22:13:00.000-07:00

I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or uptighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Bob Dylan

positively 4th Street...

2006-10-24T00:03:00.000-07:00

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning

You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason

That you talk behind my back

I used to be among the crowd

You're in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with

You see me on the street

You always act surprised

You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"

But you don't mean it

When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good

When I see the heartbreaks you embrace

If I was a master thief

Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time

You could stand inside my shoes

And just for that one moment

I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time

You could stand inside my shoes

You'd know what a drag it is

To see you
BOB DYLAN

??????

2006-10-23T23:32:00.000-07:00

No matter how hard I try
You keep pushing me aside
And I can't break through
There's no talking to you
So sad that you're leaving
Takes time to believe it
But after all is said and done
You're going to be the lonely one, Ohh Oh

Do you believe in life after love
I can feel something inside me say
I really don't think you're strong enough,

No

What am I supposed to do
Sit around and wait for you
And I can't do that
There's no turning back
I need time to move on
I need love to feel strong
'Cause I've had time to think it through
And maybe I'm too good for you Ohh Oh

(???)
But I know that I'll get through this
'Cause I know that I am strong
I don't need you anymore
Oh I don't need you anymore
I don't need you anymore
No I don't need you anymore

Cher
Thanks Mukund for this !!!

P.S.
....dont know when though :)
tears and cheers !!!

..dylan quotes

2006-10-23T23:07:00.000-07:00

You can't be wise and in love at the same time.
Chaos is a friend of mine.
I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.
Because Dickens and Dostoevsky and Woody Guthrie were telling their stories much better than I ever could, I decided to stick to my own mind.
a poem is a naked person . . . some people say that i am a poet
Keep a good head and always carry a light bulb.
Keep a good head and always carry a light bulb.
Don't Look Back
But to live outside the law, you must be honest
He not busy being born is busy dying
Money doesn't talk, it swears.
When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke?
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes; you'd know what a drag it is to see you!
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours.
Don't criticize what you can't understand
People don't do what they believe in, they just do what's most convenient, then they repent.
Sometimes Satan, comes as a man of peace
When you aint got nothing, you got nothing to lose
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul
Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it
I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.
What good are fans? You can't eat applause for breakfast. You can't sleep with it.

http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Bob_Dylan

hard days night ...

2006-10-13T06:00:00.000-07:00

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright

You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just to hear you say you're gonna give me everything
So why I love to come home, 'cause when I get you alone
You know I feel ok

When I'm home everything seems to be right
When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, tight, yeah

Hard days night
the beatles

sunflowers...

2006-10-07T21:20:00.000-07:00

sunflowers

2006-10-07T21:12:00.000-07:00

journey

2006-09-28T11:36:00.000-07:00

Wild flowers loosed upon the moonlight
Cradled in its cool light
Whispered secrets to me last night
And as they were done
They bid farewell fair son
And vanished like they had come
Wherefrom comes this poetry once in a while,
Like a sudden rainbow in the desert
Reminding me that far away somewhere
Cool rains have fallen
But to get to that greened land
I must turn my back to the rainbow
And commence on a journey
Become a "pravasi"

Siddhartha

When

2006-09-27T23:44:00.000-07:00

In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light
Where wisdom grows up in strife
My bewildering brain, toils in vain
Through the darkness on the pathways of life
Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air
Tomorrow keeps turning around
We live and we die, we know not why
But I'll be with you when the deal goes down

We eat and we drink, we feel and we think
Far down the street we stray
I laugh and I cry and I'm haunted by
Things I never meant nor wished to say
The midnight rain follows the train
We all wear the same thorny crown
Soul to soul, our shadows roll
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

Well, the moon gives light and it shines by night
When I scarcely feel the glow
We learn to live and then we forgive
O'r the road we're bound to go
More frailer than the flowers, these precious hours
That keep us so tightly bound
You come to my eyes like a vision from the skies
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

Well, I picked up a rose and it poked through my clothes
I followed the winding stream
I heard the deafening noise, I felt transient joys
I know they're not what they seem
In this earthly domain, full of disappointment and pain
You'll never see me frown
I owe my heart to you, and that's sayin' it true
And I'll be with you when the deal goes down

BoB Dylan

Modern Times

Spirit on the Water

2006-09-25T23:40:00.000-07:00

Spirit on the water Darkness on the face of the deep
I keep thinking about you baby
I can't hardly sleep

I'm traveling by land
Traveling through the dawn of day
You're always on my mind
I can't stay away

I'd forgotten about you
Then you turned up again
I always knew
We were meant to be more than friends

When you're near
It's just as plain as it can be
I'm wild about you, gal
You ought to be a fool about me

Can't explain
The sources of this hidden pain
You burned your way into my heart
You got the key to my brain

I've been trampling through mud
Praying to the powers above
I'm sweating blood
You got a face that begs for love

Life without you
Doesn't mean a thing to me
If I can't have you
I'll throw my love into the deep blue sea

Sometimes I wonder
Why you can't treat me right
You do good all day
And then you do wrong all night

When you're with me
I'm a thousand times happier than I could ever say
What does it matter
What price I pay

They brag about your sugar
Brag about it all over town
Put some sugar in my bowl
I feel like laying down

I'm as pale as a ghost
Holding a blossom on a stem
You ever seen a ghost? No
But you have heard of them

I see you there
I'm blinded by the colors I see
I take good care
Of what belongs to me

I hear your name
Ringing up and down the line
I'm saying it plain
These ties are strong enough to bind

Now your sweet voice
Calls out from some old familiar shrine
I got no choice
Can't believe these things would ever fade from your mind

I could live forever
With you perfectly
You don't ever
Have to make a fuss over me

From East to West
Ever since the world began
I only mean it for the best
I want to be with you any way I can

I been in a brawl
Now I'm feeling the wall
I'm going away baby
I won't be back 'til fall

High on the hill
You can carry all my thoughts with you
You've numbed my will
This love could tear me in two

I wanna be with you in paradise
And it seems so unfair
I can't go to paradise no more
I killed a man back there

You think I'm over the hill
You think I'm past my prime
Let me see what you got
We can have a whoppin' good time

Bob Dylan
Modern Times
Thank you Paddy for this, its an excellent album, delighted !!!

Ada

2006-09-23T11:01:00.000-07:00

Rakh sanyeeaanndi jiwe ,
humrakhwala jiwe

pooche jo koi meri nishani rang heena likhna
gore badan pe , ungali se mera nam ada likhana
kabh kabhi aas paas chand rehata hai
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehati hai

aao naa aao na zhelam me beh lenge
wadi ki mausam bhi ek din to badalenge
kabh kabhi aas paas chand rehata hai
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehati hai

aaa oon to subaha, jaa ooon to mera naam saba likhna
barf pade to , barf pe mera naam duaa likhana
jara jara aag aag pas rehti hai
jara jara bagdi ki aanch rehti hain ....

kabh kabhi aas paas chand rehata hai
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehati hai
shaame boojhaane , aati hai raaten, raten boojhane tum aa gaye ho...

jab tum haaste ho, din ho jata hai,
tum gale lage to , din so jata hai
doli uthaye , ayega din to pas bitha lena,
kal jo mile to mathe pe mere suraj uga dena

jara jara aas paas dhup rahegi
jara jara aas paas rang rahenge
kabh kabhi aas paas chand rehata hai
kabhi kabhi aas paas shaam rehati hai

Lyrics:Gulzar && Composition:Shantanu Moitra
Yahan

she

2006-09-15T00:18:00.000-07:00

She

May be the face I can't forget

The trace of pleasure or regret

May be my treasure or the price I have to pay

She

May be the song that summer sings

May be the chill that autumn brings

May be a hundred different things

Within the measure of a day

She

May be the beauty or the beast

May be the famine or the feast

May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

She may be the mirror of my dreams

The smile reflected in a stream

She may not be what she may seem

Inside her shell

She

Who always seems so happy in a crowd

Whose eyes can be so private and so proud

No one's allowed to see them when they cry

She

May be the love that cannot hope to last

May come to me from shadows of the past

That I'll remember till the day I die

She

May be the reason I survive

The why and wherefore I'm alive

The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years

Me

I'll take her laughter and her tears

And make them all my souvenirs

For where she goes I've got to be

The meaning of my life is

She

She, oh she

Elvis costello Lyrics

Notting Hill

OUTSIDER

2006-09-13T06:32:00.000-07:00

"Broadbent: ..... I find the world quite good enough for me- rather a jolly place, in fact."

"Keegan(looking at him with quite wonder):You are satisfied ?"

"Broadbent: As a reasonable man, yes. I see no evils in the world-except of course, natural evils- that
cannot be remedied by freedom, self goverment and English institutions. I think so, not because I am
an Englishman, but as a matter of common common sense."

"Keegan:You feel at home in the world then ?"

"Broadbent: Of course. Dont you ?"

"Keegan:(from the very depths of his nature): No"

BERNAD SHAW:John bull's
Other Island, Act IV
ref: The Outsider-colin wilson

missing you ...

2006-08-27T06:53:00.000-07:00

ga.di.ma....

2006-08-26T11:34:00.000-07:00

from : http://www.aathavanitli-gani.com/

Save your kisses

2006-08-25T12:21:00.000-07:00

Save your kisses for me
Show me how you miss me
all so easily
My lovin
Save your kisses for me
Cos I don't want to be
A summer love thing

the way of your touch is always heavenly
and I love the way that you are loving me
You wrapped me up in the colour of your love
you must be an angel high from above

How can I be sure that you wont go and what it will be

Are you gonna be there when I need you
And will I be always just the only one
I don't wanna have just any heartbreak
So tell me is your love true or a fake

How can I be sure that you won't go and what will it be

One kiss, One love, One word,
one now and nothing more

One night, one dream
gonna save it save it for me

Natasha Thomas

to be or not to be ....

2006-08-13T00:43:00.000-07:00

"Never allow yourself this tendency for being great,famous, someone bigger than life-size -never.Life size is perfect. To be exactly life-size, is perfectly as it should be. But live that ordinariness in an extraoridinary way. That is what nirvanic consciousness is all about"

"Let totality be your only concern, beause that is the only way to be alive. And if you are alive you are perfect. Then you are alive today, not tomorrow. You will not find life tomorrow, it is always today.
Life is today.
Tomorrow is hell.
Today is nirvana."

Nirvana - the last nightmare

mind

2006-08-07T00:16:00.000-07:00

A mail and response to that, thought of keeping it on the blog . The reason is the so called friendship day.
and a wish !
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.
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Happy Friendship Day !

In last 8 years, life has taken us through many ups and downs and today we stand more mature and responsible towards life. I feel those were the best days when we were at MIT … Not much responsibility, careless days and timepass nights … I wish if I could turn back the time. And now we have our own way of leading life ... Akshay Khanna says in Dil Chahta Hai, “Hum us jahaj ki tarah hain, jo apni apni manzil ki talash me apne raste nikal jaayegaa … “ and I see we are voyaging like that. But though we are separated by geographical distance, you will always remain very close to my heart. I love you.

Take care, Cheers,

I just read over what you have typed, many times infact and was thinking what should I put down when I clicked the reply button :) .

Friendship Day, hummm ... dont really know a HOWTO for this, but attempting to flow out with words.

Now a days I am hating, a strong rejection for any kind of *ship. I dont know why, we as human need reasons and responses and support systems to exist and understand each other.

Y'day I had gone to Lonavala <-> amby valley @ midnight, the most beautiful stretch that I love to traverse quite often. Few words were making rounds of my mind ,

"future, uncertainity, solitude, society, *ships , vagabond, synchronicty, redemption, status, transfigure, success, comfort, rat race, no mind, mis-understanding, transcendence, money, people, journey, effort, island, solace, simpathy, formality, etiquitte , smile, necessary evil, family, responsibility, love, care, profession, emotion, truth, death, presence, the path, trodden, ambiguity, common, remote, effect, heart, tears, words, depth, solution, challenges, sea, dreams, companion, no-words, song , content, fact, time, waves, thoughts, waiting, eyes, perdition, creativity, simple, rains, fog, dark nights, silence, I, waterfall, green, complication,a wish ,mute, pretension, lie, sky, stars, clouds, lust, growth, roots, flowers, trunk, fruits, sleep, lost, horizons, zenith, me"

A walk, journey, travelers, destination, experience, communion.

I wish all you're dreams come true !

love

Boondein

2006-08-04T02:05:00.000-07:00

Koi Ho, Yaadon Mein, Palkon Pe Boondein Liye
Aaina Bani Yeh Aankhen Teri
Dheemi Si, Khushboo Hai, Hawaaon Ke Jhonkon Ne Jo
Chhooke Tujhe Churaayee

Saanson Ki, Raahon Mein, Kya Mil Sakenge Kabhi
Dhoondhen Tujhe Nigaahen Meri
Saathi The, Janmon Se, Raahon Mein Kyon Kho Gaye
Manzil Humein Bulaane Lagi

Nagma Ho, Bheega Sa, Ya Tum Ho Koi Ghazal
Har Pal Jise Gungunata Rahoon
Hothon Se, Haule Se, Sargam Jo Behne Lagi
Gaane Lagi Chaahen Meri

Boondein
Prasoon Joshi/ Mohit chauhan
Silk route

amor

2006-08-01T07:33:00.000-07:00

i do not love you except because i love you
i go from loving you to not loving you
from waiting to not waiting for you
my heart moves from cold to fire

i love you only because its you the one i love
i hate you deeply, and in hating you
bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
is that i do not see you but love you blindly

maybe january light will consume
my heart with its cruel
ray, stealing my key to true calm

in this part of the story i am the one who
dies, the only one, and i will die of love becuase i love you,
because i love you, Love, in fire and blood.

Pablo Neruda

time ...

2006-08-01T05:35:00.000-07:00

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Time
Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour 7:06
Dark side of the moon

When You Say Nothing At All...

2006-07-29T09:51:00.000-07:00

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing

The smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Try as they may they can never define
What's being said between your heart and mine

Ronan keating Lyrics
Notting Hill

I've seen you looking good the other evening...

2006-07-20T08:19:00.000-07:00

LOVE YOU

Honey love you, honey little,

honey funny sunny morning

love you more funny love in the skyline baby

ice-cream 'scuse me,

I've seen you looking good the other evening

Oh, you dig it, had to smile just an hour or so

(are) we in love like I think we be?

It Ain't a long rhyme.

It took ages to think

I think I'll hurl it in the water, baby...

Honey love you, honey little,

honey funny sunny morning

love you more funny love in the skyline baby

ice-cream 'scuse me,

I've seen you looking good the other evening

Flaking you are an nice little one

to put it all around, its just good

I like it, hey hey hey

S'pose some time that day

whoopee! swinging along over across to me

Honey love you, honey little,

honey funny sunny morning

love you more funny love in the skyline baby

ice-cream 'scuse me,

I've seen you looking good the other evening

Goodtime rocker woman we'll stray our pieces

little creepy we shine so sleepy,

so whoopee!

That's how you look...

Honey love you, honey little,

honey funny sunny morning

love you more funny love in the skyline baby

ice-cream 'scuse me,

I've seen you looking good the other evening

THE MADCAP LAUGH

syd barrett

smile

2006-07-13T20:37:00.000-07:00

Would this do

To make it all right

While sleep has taken you

Where I'm out of sight

I'll make my getaway

Time on my own

Search for a better way

To find my way home

To your smile

Wasting days and days

On this night

Always down and up

Half the night

Hopeless to reminisee

Through the dark hours

We'll only sacrifice

What time will allow us

You're sighing... sighing

All alone

Though you're right here

Now it's time to go

From your sad stare

Make my getaway

Time on my own

Needing a better way

To find my way home

To your smile

Artist: David Gilmour
Album:On An Island
Year: 2006
Title: Smile

glimpses...

2006-07-13T00:31:00.000-07:00

last night standing there watching the red rocks and their dark profle against the full moon was magical, the silence deepened by the occasional night bird and crickets singing purple velvet songs. the stars twinkled, the breeze blew cool and your warmth against my body...
sometimes, love rises, like yesterdays full moon, and calls nature to participate...i felt the beauty of this earth and its shapes and smells, just being silent and letting existence talk for the first time...and what a story it told, what a song it sang and these lips of mine are still moist with your kiss. a life of travelling will not satisfy a few moments of pure joy, being in one place, just being and melting into the landscape...

You angel you

2006-07-11T05:44:00.000-07:00

You angel you
You got me under your wing.
The way you walk and the way you talk
I feel I could almost sing.

You angel you
You're as fine as anything's fine.
The way you walk and the way you talk
It sure plays on my mind.

You know I can't sleep at night for trying,
Never did feel this way before.
I get up at night and walk the floor.
If this is love then gimme more
And more and more and more and more.

You angel you
You're as fine as can be.
The way you smile like a sweet baby child,
It just falls all over me.

You know I can't sleep at night for trying
Never did feel this way before,
Never did get up and walk the floor.
If this is love then gimme more
And more and more and more.

You angel you
You got me under your wing.
The way you walk and the way you talk
It says everything.
You angel you
Bob Dylan

you and I

2006-07-09T00:42:00.000-07:00

It's an idea, someday
in my tears, my dreams
don't you want to see her proof?
Life that comes of no harm
you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by...

You and I in place
wasting time on dominoes
a day so dark, so warm
life that comes of no harm
you and I and dominoes, time goes by...

Fireworks and heat, someday
hold a shell, a stick or play
overheard a lark today
losing when my mind's astray
don't you want to know with your pretty hair
stretch your hand, glad feel,
in an echo for your way.

It's an idea, someday...

It's an idea, someday
in my tears, my dreams
don't you want to see her proof?
Life that comes of no harm
you and I, you and I and dominoes, the day goes by

dominoes
Syd Barrett

I need you ...

2006-07-08T22:55:00.000-07:00

This old house is falling down around my ears
I'm drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone you hold me sway
I need you at the dimming of the day

You pull me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where I keep my better side

What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart
Now all the bonnie birds have wheeled away
I need you at the dimming of the day

Come the night you're only what I want
Come the night you could be my confident

I see you on the street in company
Why don't you come and ease your mind with me
I'm living for the night we steal away
I need you at the dimming of the day
I need you at the dimming of the day

Title: Artist: THE CORRS
Song: DIMMING OF THE DAY
Album: HOME (2005)

Although I had posted this on 13th Feb morning , on the first day @ Symphony Services ! :)
http://zorbish.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-you_13.html
Re-pasting it again ...mesmerizing !!!

somthings are better unsaid .....

2006-07-08T00:56:00.000-07:00

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
PINK FLOYD

When you know....

2006-07-06T11:21:00.000-07:00

When you know that you know who you love, you can't deny it.
Or go back, or give up, or pretend that you don't buy it.
When it's clear this time you've found the one, you'll never let him go
Cos you know and you know that you know.

When you feel in your skin in your bones and the hollow
Of your heart, there's no way you can wait till tomorrow.
When there isn't any doubt about it once you come this close
Cos you know and you know that you know.

You can feel love's around you like the sky 'round blue
This is how love has found you, now you know what to do.

When you know that you know who you need, you can't deny it.
Or go back, or give up, or pretend that you don't buy it.
When it's clear this time you've found the one, you'll never let him go
Cos you know and you know that you know.

And it's time you come in from the cold.
Haaa...
And you know that you know.

Serendipity
Shawn Colvin Lyrics

Northern Sky

2006-07-06T10:26:00.000-07:00

I never felt magic crazy as this

I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea

I never held emotion in the palm of my hand

Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree

But now you're here

Brighten my northern sky.

I've been a long time that I'm waiting

Been a long that I'm blown

I've been a long time that I've wandered

Through the people I have known

Oh, if you would and you could

Straighten my new mind's eye.

Would you love me for my money

Would you love me for my head

Would you love me through the winter

Would you love me 'til I'm dead

Oh, if you would and you could

Come blow your horn on high.

I never felt magic crazy as this

I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea

I never held emotion in the palm of my hand

Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree

But now you're here

Brighten my northern sky.

Serendipity
Nick Drake's Lyrics

Moonlight Kiss

2006-07-05T00:48:00.000-07:00

I can feel my heart
And it's fit to burst
I try to clean it up
But I just get worse

Wish I could fall
On a night like this
Into your lovin' arms
For a moonlight kiss

I thought I saw your face
In the evenin' sky
On a lonesome cloud
That was driftin' by

I wish I could fall
On a night like this
Into your lovin' arms
For a moonlight kiss

You got someone else
Maybe it's for the best
Since I took the cure
For happiness

And I'd trade it all
On a night like this
For your lovin' arms
And a moonlight kiss

For your lovin' arms
And a moonlight kiss

Lovin' arms
And a moonlight kiss
Ooh, yeah

Serendipity
Bap Kennedy Lyrics

hi tech sardar

2006-06-28T08:31:00.000-07:00

An American, Japanese, and a Sardar
were sitting in the sauna.
Suddenly there was a beeping sound.
The American pressed his forearm and the beeping stopped. The others looked
at him questioningly. That's my pager,"
he said, "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese lifted his palm to his ear. When he finished he explained, "That's my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.
The Sardar felt low-tech and inferior. He didn't know what to do to be as impressive as the American & the Japanese. He decided to take a break in the toilet.
When he returned, he didn't realize that there was a piece of toilet paper
got stuck and hanging from his backside. The others
raised their eyebrows and said, "Wow! What's that?" Instead of
being embarrassed,
inspiration struck his mind. The Sardar explained, "I'm getting a FAX. . . . . ."

....simple and profound...

2006-06-27T01:59:00.000-07:00

Expression has always been a difficult thing for me, infact impossible. I feel its easy to cry out or laugh then puttig down your heart in words. This poem, is best example of simple but profound expression ...
of what a heart in love would say!

Although this is available on Vaibhawi's blog, repasting it here so any reader should not miss it !

The mill .....windmill

2006-06-26T08:30:00.000-07:00

Sidoley's passion !
It will be more clear if you click the picture.
sahi re Sid, love you!

...the quest...

2006-06-25T08:42:00.000-07:00

"pyaar bada hai pizza ?"
"pizza .. kyonki pizza kaat ke kha sakate hai aur usase pet bharata hai!!!"
From a Movie 'Maine pyaar kyon kiya'
(:lol :)

the nature of river...

2006-06-25T02:25:00.000-07:00

"The river has taught me to listen; you will learn from it,too. The river knows everything; one can learn everything from it. You have already learned from the river that it is good to strive downwords, to sink, to seek the depths.....
"Have you also learned from the river that there no such thing as time?"
"Yes Siddhartha", he said."Is this what you mean? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere, and that the present only exists for it, not the shadows of the future ?"

Yes ,"the river knows everything!"

Siddhartha-Hermen Hesse
Picture from http://gr8ful.blogspot.com

..journey....

2006-06-25T02:00:00.000-07:00

"Is it not true , that slowly and through many deviations I changed from man to a child ? From a thinker into an ordinary person ? And yet this path has been good and the bird in my breast has not died. But what a path it has been ! I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, dissillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. But it was right that it should be so; my eyes and heart acclaim it. I had to expeirence despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of sucide, in order to experience grace, to hear Om again , to sleep deeply again and to awaken refreshed again. I had to become a fool again in order to find Atman in myself. I had to sin in order to live again. Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid and goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes I will follow it."

Siddhartha-Hermen Hesse
Picture from http://gr8ful.blogspot.com