March 11, 2010

Love – Source of Delighted Hearts

“Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.” – Robert Frost

Hearts speak one language, hearts understand one language and hearts feel one language. Hearts contain volumes of suppressed sentiments, illegible scripts and few dots which never finish. Be it a day time, be it a sleeping time, or be it a time with your sub-conscious mind – heart never ceases to beat and with every beat, it wants to live the moment with paramount bliss.

Love is the alchemist that fulfills these incessant wants and love is the language that hearts understand. Love is the medium which heart chooses to connect to another heart. Love is the source of energy, love is the cause of living, love is the purest form of God on the planet, love is the system of support in trying circumstances, love is the smile manufacturing machine with unlimited lifespan and love is something which never lets that sweetness of childhood die. Love is the elixir.

You know you are in love when life becomes easy in company of someone special, when someone comes close to you and you treasure the embrace of stillness forever, when one listens patiently to his/ her beloved for hours and hours. Love is when you can feel what others feel. One cannot get over the enigma of love – all these effects of love makes you yearn to fall or rise in love again and again. The beauty of love lies in the fact that the older the love gets, the more contentment it cherishes. Everyday looks extremely gorgeous yet so different. You dive deep and you will keep on exploring innumerable moments of unprecedented amazement.

Wow!

Love is a set of strings attached to the nucleus of human body which wanders in universe in search of yet another set of strings – to create the magical fusion.

March 7, 2010

Revitalize the Glory

As a child, most of us have all gone to the primary and higher secondary schools. Each one of us would have had a wonderful time at school where we were imparted so many lessons (which holds true in most complex of the circumstances even now). Most of the friendships that we made at school are still pure and refreshing. Just imagine the joy of bumping into one of your confidant of school time while walking across aisles of one big glass quoted corporate building. Won’t that be a special moment? A moment that is worth waiting for years. A moment that one would wish to last forever.

Weren’t those days special? Starting the day with a lovely prayer, Sharing those lunch-boxes and preserving one of those last bite for the special friend who was busy talking to the teacher, Getting drenched on that rainy evening (Perhaps overwhelming joy of first Monsoon), Bunking the classes for most awaited cultural event of the year etc. Wow! The glory, the joy, the pleasantries, the rivalries and the tussles – all were so natural. Yes, these were all so natural till a certain stage arrived in one’s life.

Suddenly, business became more important or rather keeping busy became the best way to lead towards progress. The thought of making friends at work never crossed the mind. And even when the thoughts cropped up, time limitations did not let this prosper. Family commitments also demanded a lot of efforts and time. True, these were genuine constraints and one should not be blamed for such ignorance ideally. One had nothing to choose over here, had to sail by the flow, I guess.

But, how about the vision that was THE foundation of this journey. Did we look back and realize whether the vision was intact or whether we are treading towards THE vision. Did we recollect the glorious childhood which was full of natural moments. If the vision turned hazy on the way without any likelihood of regular musing or continuous refinement, then we are heading towards an impasse. The idea is to avoid this impasse and take out time to do all those activities which helped us inculcate values and beliefs since long.

Many more rewarding and special moments would be one definite consequence of this and thus, we would be able to relive and revitalize the glory of the past!

March 2, 2010

Appreciation OR Attainment - A difficult choice!

When the odds are against, going gets tougher. When odds are against, life seems to be random. Chaos dominates actions and words. Heart thumps not as vivaciously as one would wish to. Brain lingers at a pace not suitable for survival. Nerves become vulnerable to break-down every now and then.

What could be a perfect analgesic in such a situation? Where lays the remedy and how to envision the roads ahead? These are not individual questions or private quandaries. Roughly, every one of us witnesses this challenge at some stage in this wonderful LIFE.

Yes, life is wonderful and fulfilling. Then, why stakes are heavily placed against the flow sometimes? I reckon that is how it had to be. Invariably, we subjected ourselves to a world where individuality lost its sheen to outer appearances more than several times, where we forgot to introspect at regular intervals and became handicapped in the hands of the inevitable more often than not. We followed a way not in search of attainment but in pursuit of appreciation. Appreciation of any form and it did not matter how long they lasted. As a result, all the odds even though in favor of appreciation seemed totally unwieldy. Remember, this journey was meant to be towards attainment.

If one thinks in retrospect, redemption may not be a distant dream. It is basically about knowing oneself and doing things which attracts celestial joy. When we say that the odds are against, it is not that the odds are against. It is basically odds against attainment. The best thing about odds of attainments is that it is readily transformable at any given point of time regardless of mental, physical or emotional well being. One can continue to be busy in all mundane activities - perhaps that is the cost of appreciation – but still can do a bit for transformable odd. Who know a bit may slowly turn into a large canvas of extraordinary colors – one which will have most meaningful theme of one’s own imagination.

We never chose our odds and we can never choose our odds, what we can choose is little actions or few thoughts which have capability to breach most obscure canopy.