The hard path

It is a journey into the world unknown. The trip can be fruitless or, worse, that a safe return is not possible. Still very few individual take the voyage. They do not comfort themselves in something predictable and inevitable.
If you ask them what do you get out of this path? The answer will be: the journey is the reward!

tomake rakhbo

tomake rakhbo chokher kinare
hridoy minare.

Happy Valentine`s day

I don`t believe in the concept of a particular day to express love or gratitude.
But it is a good excuse to remind ourselves for some of the  aspects of life which we always take for granted.

Monotony and novelty

Monotony collapses time; novelty unfolds it. You can exercise daily and eat healthily and live a long life, while experiencing a short one. If you spend your life sitting in a cubicle and passing papers, one day is bound to blend unmemorably into the next—and disappear. That’s why it’s important to change routines regularly, and take vacations to exotic locales, and have as many new experiences as possible that can serve to anchor our memories. Creating new memories stretches out psychological time, and lengthens our perception of our lives.

Moonwalking with Einstein, Joshua Foer

Love story encrypted in tears

I dissolve my heart in those little tear drops

And scatter them in the wind, hoping-

That when you breathe, they would become one

With your heart, that which I long to be mine..

I will not search for the lost drops- for they

Along with all the unspoken words,

Would find their place-

In the unwritten story of my love...

translated from Tamil song ; asha sunil

Utah on my mind!

Tired, nerve shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out their home in the wilderness. This is a different world. Older and greater and deeper by far than ours. A world which surrounds and sustains the little world of men as sea and sky surround and sustain a ship.

Lets get everything!

He wants higher pay. He wants flexible working hours. He wants promotions within a year.
He wants to be CEO of the company. He wants house. He wants to travel and see the world.
He wants to spend more time with my family. He wants to realize his passion.

Sometimes we are oblivious enough to realize there is a term: trade-off.

My fair lady

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
I've grown accustomed to her face.
She almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met;
Surely I could always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to her look;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.

Power

Oskar Schindler: Power is when we have every justification to kill, and we don't.
Amon Goeth: You think that's power?
Oskar Schindler: That's what the Emperor said. A man steals something, he's brought in before the Emperor, he throws himself down on the ground. He begs for his life, he knows he's going to die. And the Emperor... pardons him. This worthless man, he lets him go.
Amon Goeth: I think you are drunk.
Oskar Schindler: That's power, Amon. That is power.

 


Schindler`s list

Harmony (Samanvaya)

So what do you see? 

Bare tree branches? 

Horrifying signature of lack of splendor? 

Life waiting to be reborn in spring?

Lets take a break. Let the music in your ear start. 

Khantaanyat Lambayat Geetam
Hastana Artha Pradakshayat
Chakshubhyam Darshayat Bhavom
Padabhyam Tala Acherait
*
Yato Hasta Stato Drushti
Yato Drushti Stato Manaha
Yato Manaha Stato Bhavom
Yato Bhavom Stato Rasaha



Keep the song in your throat
Let your hands bring out the meaning
Your glance should be full of expression
While your feet maintain the rhythm
*
Where the hand goes, there the eyes should follow
Where the eyes are, the mind should follow
Where the mind is, there the expression should be brought out
Where the expression is, there the rasa or flavour will be experienced.

Now I can see.

This is the beautiful manifestation of Bharata Natyam.

The feet, for the most part, stay under the torso and rarely leave the floor - the rhythmic details grow and grow.

Branches describe describe mountain breezes with her arms and the flight of birds with her fingers.

Rhythm is flowing from one to another.

Keep the song in your throat

  Can you see Asamyukta Hasta, Samyukta Hasta?

Simplicity to organized complexity

So what the world looks like? Is it a simple symmetric that will charm you or it is higgledy-piggledy mess of complex events that just seemed to win out over another in the long run. But deep in our mind, we always seek for simplicity-symmetry-patterns-analogy. We might define science as a search for those patterns. We are not content simply to acquire a record of everything, that is, or has ever happened, like cosmic stamp collectors. Instead, we look for patterns in the facts, and some of the patterns we have come to call as the laws of nature and other have achieved the status of by-laws.

We, scientists, are not in search for unification of patterns; we are in search of wire that connects the patterns. The laws of electromagnetism alone are insufficient to explain the working of a brain. We need to know how it is wired up and its circuits inter-connected. No theory of everything unlikely to shed any light upon the complex workings of the human brain or a turbulent waterfall.

Inspired from  Seeing Further Edited by Bill Bryson

Happy new year

Amar chokhe tothe gaale tumi lege acho......

Happy new year!

Happy Holidays

Go outside or stay at home; stay warm. Happy holidays!

Blue Iguana

Blue iguana is one of the most critically endangered species in the world. You have to appreciate its posture, sobriety and tranquil composure.

You can find a glimpse of this magnificent animal in Shedd Aquarium, Chicago.

Let it go!

You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.

The curious case of Benjamin Button.

Harmony and life

Everything in world are connected. We are connected to the nature as a part of whole. Sometimes we just fail to observe nature`s muted expressions. The other day I spotted a bird it is singing something like this:

Chee Chew Chee Chew Chee
Chew Cheer Cheer Cheer
Chew Chew Chew Chee....

(John Clare, 1832 after observing a nightingale wrote down this note)

One just fail to notice how many qualities that define human music are here in the songs of birds: rhythm, structure, pattern, repetition and variation.

You are feeling sad, lonely. Just go out to the nature. Appreciate how much they are offering to you. Get connected to nature.

Watch Louie Schwartzberg`s work: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXDMoiEkyuQ&feature=share

Want to learn more about a mystery of birds song: read "Why birds sing" by David Rothenberg.

Sakhi hum

Sakhi chira abhagini hum

Baithe ekakini pohanu rajani tobu naa aailo shyam

Sakhi chira abhagini hum

I am very ill-fated …

I sat alone for the whole night, yet Shyam hasn’t come

I am really unlucky …

Rituporno Ghosh, Memories in March


If you like scrapbooking this is a great site to visit:
http://www.mymemoriesblog.com/

Tiramisu

Tiramisu, the great italian dessert-heaven in your mouth.

Weekends

I open my eyes
You kiss me
Say it`s dawn
I smile
Dont even check
Go back to sleep.

Tim Dlugers

How will my death look like?

"Everyday we do the rehearsals of death by sleeping.
Still we are afraid of death."

How will my death look like?
Will it be painful like the death in extermination camps (or death camps)?
Will it be ceremonious like the freedom fighters who sacrifice their lives for a noble cause?

Will it be peaceful like the poet connects to a parallel universe or another world?
Will it be anonymous like the children dying out of hunger everyday?
Will it be as inevitable as the falling leaves?

Or I will be immortal living in a world of  deathless vulgarity.

Diya

The world is cruel......I see.
Human conscience is dying......I feel.

 Hope is there.....I believe.

Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai.

Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya
Jab ghum ka saya lehraya
Jab aansoo palkon tak aya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya
Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai
Yeh jo gehre sannate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda ghum hai sabka qissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai.

Javed Akhter

Chhod aaye hum woh galiyan

jahan tere pairon ke kanwal gira karte the,
hanse to do gaalon pe bhanwar pada karte the
tere kamar ke bal pe nadi muda karti the
hansi teri sun sun kar fasal paka karti thi.......

chhod aaye hum woh galiyam

Gulzar

O sathi re.....

hooo sang le jaaunga
teri meri angni mangni
ang sang laagi sangni
sang le jaaun
o pihooo re

Gulzar

Fall is here!

Run Lola Run.....

"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up.
It knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed.
Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up.
It knows that it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve.
It doesn't matter whether you're a lion or a gazelle
when the sun comes up you'd better be running."

But here this rule does not follow.

Abode of Joy

sneho prem dåya bhokti komol kåre pran

kåto santån kåro bårshån såntap håråne.

jågote tåbo ki måhotsåbh, båndån kåre bisso

shri såmpåd bhumaspådo nirbhoy shårone.

Hearts soften by affection, love, mercy and devotion

Wiping away the heat of distress, showering sympathy

In a grand festivity the world greets Thee

In prosperity, deep adoration and in complete submission.

Sky has fallen into water

sudhu akjon hatu mure
nichu hoye
jole pora akashtake
khutiye khutiye dekhe nai.

Anondoloke Mongololoke

anondo loke, mongola loke birajo sotto sundåro.
In the abode of joy and benevolence lies the beautiful truth

In the lap of nature

I like to believe man will again find solace in the lap of nature. I like to believe man will comfort in the shadow of the woods. I like to believe man will inspire from nature. I like to believe man will return to nature again.

Chaichi tomar bondhuta

Hey will u become my friend?

Ai tui amar bondhu hobi?

Day`s collection

Nature`s gift to Anna, the symbol of inspiration.

When shall I grow up?

Kid asks the mother:
"When shall I grow up, maa?"
The mother smiles and thinks is this the world you want your children to grow?

Reflections of life

Reflections of life is a combination of all our lives experiences, all the things we have seen, all the things we have done and all of life's choices we have made. Reflections of life will be your mirror into your life, where you will recall images and slices of your life. It will reflect the good times, the bad times, the sad times and the happy times, reflecting on the emotional highs and lows of your life and everything in between. You will reflect on the loves of your life which were good, and the loves of your life which were devastating. It is my feeling we are all unique and wonderful individuals, whose lives are unique in their own way. Your life and your reflections belong only to you. Your life is the only one exactly like it in the whole world. Only you, have done all of the things in the exact same way at the exact same time, with the exact range of emotions, and your unique sequence of thoughts about what you are doing and why you are doing it. You have your own unique way of reacting to what you have seen, what you hear, what you feel, and how you express yourself about any given situation you encounter from day to day.

http://www.reflectionsoflife.net/

Some rain AT LAST!

In a wild heaven

Up, up, and away!

Mantra of Life

Love all
Serve all
Help ever
Hurt never!



Satya Saibaba

Here, there and everywhere!

In a bath, in a tub, in a shower,
In a stream, in a brook, in the sea,
Here and there, and everywhere-
Glory to water forever be!

K. Chukovskiy
Wash-into-holes (Russian Childrens poem)

See It is light here!

I search in the dark.
I must tell her. I call to her:
Listen, your anguish and hope,
It is light here, it is life here

But she’s gone.

Soliloquy

I talk to myself, answer myself.

Am I alone in this omnibus?

Patterns

There’s no completion in patterns,
For patterns are constantly restitched in new patterns.

Alan Lightman

jibono moroner seemana charaye

jibono moroner seemana charaye
bondhu hey amar, royeacho daraye.
vubon miliya jai surer ronone
ganer bedonai jai je haraye.

There is so much light

And this leaf showing the path of light.
Like a little kid does with his all enthusiasm.

And that's the day I realized there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever.

There's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.

There is so much light life !

Learn and teach

Do your duty; learn and teach.
Speak truth ; learn and teach .
Meditate; learn a n d teach.
Control sense; learn and teach.
Control mind ; learn and teach.
Kindle fire: learn and teach.
Feed fire; learn and teach.
Be hospitable; learn and teach.
Be humane; learn and teach.
Serve the family; learn and teach.
Procreate; learn and teach.
Educate your children; learn and teach.

 Upanishad

Circles of Life

Darkness and golden light, the night and day
Were conceived out of You together, o Earth
Wrapped in the circling seasons, wound in time.
Render us good in all our scattered homes.