Fire

Amber of fire
All around
I see the woods burning
The wind is howling
And its touch is cold
The thoughts swirling in
Are reflected by flames
Up n down they go
As the air plays
I see the ashes 
Reflecting my past
Putting me 
In contemplative zone
Illogical emotions 
Take hold of me
Swaying me from 
Thought to thought
I shake this feel out me
Gaining my mind back
I concentrate on the flames
Which seem to be telling me a tale
A tale of present
Which is here and right now
Without caring about anything else
I look there a while but I realise
I am getting lost in there
Getting lost in present ain't that good
Cos every action has a consequence
And you have to face it one way or other
Then I look up
And see the smoke rising
Free from shattering everholding chains
Up and up it goes
Rising above all
Drifting its way out
Amber of fire
All around me
And I decide and choose
What I wanna b..!!

Wind

Its not that I am a leaf
That I'll travel places
With wind

Its not that I am dust
That I'll flow any way
The wind takes me

Its not that I am a kite
That I'll need wind to fly
Even if its against it..

Then why is it
That we sway so easily
Like a leaf
Like dust
Like a kite

Wind has many names
Some call it criticism
Some advice
Some care
And some even love..

But that doesn't change
What wind does
It sways
Sways us away from our path..!!!

Rumi`s Whispers of the beloved

I cannot sleep in your presence.

In your absence tears prevent me

You watch me my Beloved

On each sleepless night and

Only you see the difference

Looking at my life

I see that only love

Has been my soul`s companion

From deep inside

My soul cries out:

Do not wait , surrender

For sake of Love.

If you can`t smell the fragrance

Don`t come into the garden of Love.

If you are unwilling to undress

Don`t enter the stream of Truth

Stay where you are

Dont come our way.

All year round the lover is mad

Unkempt ,lovesick and in disgrace .

Without love there is nothing but grief

In love .. what else matters ?

Love is our Mother

And way of our Prophet.

Yet it is in our nature

To fight with Love.

We cant see you , Mother

Hidden behind dark veils

Woven by ourselves.

Do you want to enter paradise ?

To walk the path of Truth

You need the grace of God.

We all face death in the end.

But on the way , be careful

Never to hurt a human heart !

Do you know what the music is saying ?

"Come follow me and you will find the way.

Your mistakes can also lead you to the Truth.

When you ask, the answer will be given."

The master who is full of sweetness

Is so drunk with love, he`s oblivious.

"Will you give me

Some of your sweetness?"

"I have none", he says

unaware of his richness.

You know what is love ?

It is all kindness , generosity.

Disharmony prevails when

You confuse lust with love , while

The distance between the two

Is endless.

This love is a King

But his banner is hidden

The Koran speaks the Truth

But its miracle is concealed.

Love had pierced with its arrows

The heart of every lover.

Blood flows but the wound is invisible.

Peter Brook`s Mahabharat

Mahabharat in general  fascinates me .. I try to read up as much as i can on it .. yesterday i came across Mahabharat by Peter Brook .. It was a 9 hour long play then converted into 6 hour mini series .. I caught on two parts of the mini series .. And I realised as an Indian how hard it is to sit through it .. Infact most of the time , i was working on something else , only to hear the audio .. Maybe we have grown up on these tales and also have a lasting impact of BR Chopra`s magnum opus , accepting an african bhishma pitahma is kind of difficult .. it did receive a lot of criticism from this part of the world too and i can see why.. Cast consist mostly of white and african actors who are good no doubt but for me , it is just plain weird .. kung fu master shiva fighting arjun or kurukshetra battle with sticks .. no grand indraprashta palace and lets not even go on Krishna..For us He is avtar if Vishnu and hence we are always biased but still the calm politician is no where to be seen .. Though i really enjoyed bits and pieces of it specially duryodhana`s angst after coming back from indraprastha and the background score.

Everytime i read something on mahabharat a new light is thrown on it ..I see something i missed the previous time..Same way i could have never imagined or thought mahabharat like this .. I am not sure if i will go back to see the last part of it or not but it defiantly is something different ..

p.s - pre conceived thoughts/imaginations and images are hard to break ..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-x2wA6jQEB0*


Came across this by chance on youtube and i had a broad smile on my face .Reliving the old days ..





* credit to the uploader

Impressions

Today was a perfect weather .. clear blue sky and sun rays streaming down .. gentle breeze and 70F .. a treat after cold winter months .. but what wasnt a treat : being locked out of my house .. I left for my walk and bhai left the house some time later .. pulling the door shut .. so after my walk .. i was sitting on the apartment stairs waiting for white corolla (he drives that) to come ..

So my head turned on every car noise and every car that passed by ..suddenly an image flashed by and i was transported back to my school days ..giving me the exact same feeling i had as a school kid , standing outside my school , waiting for my mom to pick up watching the cars go by .. that feel came and left in a second but got me thinking ..


Every feeling that we ever had , good and bad , leaves an imprint on our mind ..like impressions ..  We all have impressions in our head .. the repeated impressions makes it an experience.. what is not repeated still stays at some closed dusty corner of our mind and when you are in a similar situation again , it jumps back up no matter how small or insignificant or distant it may be ..

Maybe thats why the saying : Keep your thoughts good as they become your words .. keep your words good as they become your behavior .. keep your behavior good as they become your habits and keep your habits good as they become your character ..As true as it is , it also takes part in creating impressions on our mind .. If we take all the thoughts , words , habit and behaviour as impressions .. even if they return in flashes , they`ll bring good..

Start

The idea of a blog was given to me by many but i had a lot of apprehensions from what to write and what`s the point to many more.Finally overcoming all those thoughts I start one, were i can convert this pages into a personal space and can express my opinions on things a phenomena called life . Hence commences  my blogging  history ..