Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Roots of Hindu Culture - I
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Love Hatred
I am a woman.
Many writers have epitomised me as a symbol of love.
But I have no intentions of penning down how beautiful love is, and how horrible hatred is? But in a small and limited journey of mine, I intend to write how love and hatred are integral parts of our lives – and, if not balanced from either side – can make you an exploiter or an exploited.
This journey is about accepting the truth with full heartedness – and then walking the path of harmony – where there is room for everybody – for love and for hatred.
It is hard to believe in people who like being optimistic yet simultaneously hate being pessimistic. How can an optimist tread a path towards “life”, unless she accepts the plausible doubts of a pessimist. In that case, an ostrich with a dug head and a pigeon with closed eyes – are the optimists. Or a person who fights the armies with white flag might be classified as a pessimist. Paradigms of optimism and pessimism are not the actions one do, but the dreams one live. A pigeon with closed eyes might be optimistic about his death, but he didn’t dream about being alive either. Had he dreamt? He would have been flying high with his life! Everybody termed non-violence as a pessimistic’s tool, but Gandhi dreamt of freedom and accepted the truth. And from the truth – germinated the acts – term it optimism or pessimism, you may!
Optimism and Pessimism are two colors of life without which life is not fully visible. Similarly, love is survived by hatred and hatred is survived by love. You can not love a helpless fish if you fail to see her place in the food chain of a hungry scavenger! Beyond these debates of blacks and whites – stands truth – aloof and unaltered.
Friday, February 26, 2010
When tides flow against me
And my own shadows leave faith in me
I know I have to rise
From the depths of darkness
As somewhere I am sure
I am the one I believe in
When sun is too bright
And still makes me devoid of light
I know I have to shine
From the heat of unjust
As somewhere I am sure
I am the one I count upon
When my earth slips beneath my feet
And my own values shake my world
I know I have to relive
From the ashes of my errors
As I am sure
I am the one I survive by
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Don't cry 'coz you are so right
Link on youtube: Wind - Naruto
Script:
cultivate your hunger before you idealize
motivate your anger to make them all realize
climbing the mountain, never coming down
break into the contents, never falling down
my knee is still shaking, like I was twelve
sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door
A man railed at me twice though, but i didnt care
waiting is wasting for people like me
Dont try to live so wise
Dont cry 'coz you are so right
Dont dry with fakes or fears
'coz you will hate... in the end
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Tale of two lives
And cold of mountain
Two drops took birth
To twinkle on the crown
From the top they rolled
Down and pure
To be part of a river
For a journey so vivid…so unsure
Down they found
A small village in greens
One drop wetted the hands of a priest
While another… dampened the fields
And down they saw
A town … blue, black and brown
One camouflaged in the greases of drain
While another evaporated to make some rain
Down they came
To the house of riches
One froze in their glasses of pint
While another quenched their thirst without a hint
And down they came
To the nest of poor
One slipped out through the leaky pail
While another quenched the thirst yet again
Thence they reached
To the shores of their destiny
One survived by the ships aboard
While another … set herself free in the happy waves
Thats how ended the two tales
tales of two lives
one surviving
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Research vs Reality - piling up the gap
Cut the story short and move to a new one...
A corporate researcher is calibrated with the yardstick of actual performance improvement brought in by his work. His work can be seen as a piece of creativity - inspired by huge business constraints subjected on his naive ideas.
Am I concluding something! Being less literate about our second story, its hard to comment anything on it. Can a corporate house researcher afford to carry his own experiments? Can he finally implement what he believes in? Can he take the ownership of risk he wants to take by introducing entirely new concept in the industry?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Dis-orienting for reality sake
Today I woke up with one of those similar commitments - of writing something which was trying to get shape somewhere inside the sub-conscious mind.
Quite often I have heard people around me - including myself - saying "we are supposed to do things this way or we are not supposed to do things that way", "that is expected, and that is not expected of us". You keep falling in this rut, and keep dragging people into it - don't blame anyone, this is characteristic of any matured or wannabe matured system. At some places, this process is institutionalized with the name of orientation programs. But in wake of emphasizing some good points, we try to hardcode them as rules or norms. And, this process is so much like a black hole spiral that we conitnue converging our ideas, and vision. We stop experimenting, and the worst - we loose sight of something bigger than what we are doing, or what we can do.
What my point is - I don't know - human mind is inherently rebellious and it demands freedom. I think that is why even after knowing that fate of each boom is a burst of bubble - capitalism survives; even after knowing dis-economies of free services- open source survives.
I think I have become one of those abstract writers who write with something in mind, but till the end, are unable to enable the reader make sense of it.