got back home just a few minutes ago..was at the Landmark forum evening session for assisting. the evening started at 7:30 and continued till 11:30..
it means i devoted this time to be part of a support system for a great evening, without which the evening cannot thrive. What i took back from it is my ability to share about what i got from my forum with complete strangers!
ALso the fact that i got stopped by people's reasons, when it came to people's registration, i gave up on their reasons, never got their concerns, and pacified my self with being content that i did not end up pressurizing them.
I revisited my guest lecture and my landmark forum evening tonight and that for me was a refresher! :)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
That satellite called Moon...
I hate going back home after 8...I'd have love to Apparate (a process of appearing and disappearing in and out of places to shorten travel time - if u had to read the meaning in these brackets, go scold urself for not reading harry potter!) back home in such cases !
Even then, I feel good that I've completed a certain share of work in that 1 and a 1/2 hour of my life that I give to my work.
On a regular night, I would have been utterly tired trying to fit my legs in my Co. bus with aweful legspace for ppl like me (yeah i got long legs..and don't make fun of that!) ...
But the sky I witnessed made me forget all my exhaustion! A clear blue-gray canvas held the only spot of white space in it, like the white spot was a prince and the canvas its satin carpet, on which it lay lazily, yet majestically.. as if hundred million laps came together to make their only baby sleep..
I looked at this beautiful sight and was amazed at how much sky i got to see at once in Mumbai! I was shocked! I always complained of the skyscrapers eating up on the amount of sky for me to gaze. And yet, here it was in the most unthinkable places..the chembur-mankhurd road.
The next I looked at the moon, a wisp of cloud formed under it which made it looked like a grey hairy puppy playing with its favorite white shiny ball..and I laughed at my own childishness...but nevertheless, what i'd conjured was a playful sight!
The moon kept me company till the Vashi bridge and thats when it turned prettier... I did not know a little change of background could make so much of a difference. The water sprinkled with the moonlight was a sight to see..!! (but not to be enjoyed alone..). I enjoyed the sight till i started seeing familiar shapes of streetlights, the toll naka and buildings enter the canvas..and thats when my revierie was broken..but the pleasure remained.
the bus reached my starting point for another journey...time to catch the 9:04 PL!!! time to be home! Run Hemangi Run!
Even then, I feel good that I've completed a certain share of work in that 1 and a 1/2 hour of my life that I give to my work.
On a regular night, I would have been utterly tired trying to fit my legs in my Co. bus with aweful legspace for ppl like me (yeah i got long legs..and don't make fun of that!) ...
But the sky I witnessed made me forget all my exhaustion! A clear blue-gray canvas held the only spot of white space in it, like the white spot was a prince and the canvas its satin carpet, on which it lay lazily, yet majestically.. as if hundred million laps came together to make their only baby sleep..
I looked at this beautiful sight and was amazed at how much sky i got to see at once in Mumbai! I was shocked! I always complained of the skyscrapers eating up on the amount of sky for me to gaze. And yet, here it was in the most unthinkable places..the chembur-mankhurd road.
The next I looked at the moon, a wisp of cloud formed under it which made it looked like a grey hairy puppy playing with its favorite white shiny ball..and I laughed at my own childishness...but nevertheless, what i'd conjured was a playful sight!
The moon kept me company till the Vashi bridge and thats when it turned prettier... I did not know a little change of background could make so much of a difference. The water sprinkled with the moonlight was a sight to see..!! (but not to be enjoyed alone..). I enjoyed the sight till i started seeing familiar shapes of streetlights, the toll naka and buildings enter the canvas..and thats when my revierie was broken..but the pleasure remained.
the bus reached my starting point for another journey...time to catch the 9:04 PL!!! time to be home! Run Hemangi Run!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Be on track..
Having this weird feeling in my mind/heart (wherever)..that feeling called 'Guilt'...
Wel, there was no need to feel guilty, whatever i'd done was my responsibility...and no one but me was responsible for it..
I stop using guilt to not take responsibility of my own actions...I'm just making a big deal out of it...its rightly said - the more you think, the more meaning you make, the more convoluted it becomes and the more lost you get.
So yeah, be connected to reality, don't make meaning, and you'll be on track .. sounds good..
Wel, there was no need to feel guilty, whatever i'd done was my responsibility...and no one but me was responsible for it..
I stop using guilt to not take responsibility of my own actions...I'm just making a big deal out of it...its rightly said - the more you think, the more meaning you make, the more convoluted it becomes and the more lost you get.
So yeah, be connected to reality, don't make meaning, and you'll be on track .. sounds good..
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Colors...
The world of colors is brilliant. Its been a long time since ive held the brush in my hand and let some talking be done by the colors..not that I'm a great artist, but it is that feeling inside i get to paint and that id be good at it. I'll never know until i actually paint...
Its not that I've been painting all the while and have suddenly stopped... A Tee i'd painted for a frend is the closest ive got to painting ... that too with some reference in front of me.
I feel originality is very important...until then I'll be just someone who copies perfectly...whats that any use of? Huh?
Its not that I've been painting all the while and have suddenly stopped... A Tee i'd painted for a frend is the closest ive got to painting ... that too with some reference in front of me.
I feel originality is very important...until then I'll be just someone who copies perfectly...whats that any use of? Huh?
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
'Writing'... its a world where u can build worlds, build reality..
Whoever invented language was an oh-so-brilliant artist! There couldn't have been a better gift to mankind.
Creating worlds with our words..is brilliant, isn't it?
Trust me, whatever you say happens - its like the Midas touch...everything you speak turns to reality.
There's just one catalyst you've gotta use.. ur actions. Speak and act - simple, isnt it?
Not simple! Act is where the problem begins (but my detailed analysis [!!!!] has shown, it begins in my commitment).
I spoke to people today. Some, my close friends..and some I had not even met. One was the chairperson of the Clean Mumbai Foundation (yeah, really! such a thing exists!! :P ), the other a ticket clerk at my railway station. What I realised (in hindsight) in both was the background with which I talked to both of them. And ultimately at the end, what i got is what i'd already thought of in my mind. I had thought of getting some information from the tkt clerk and i got that, I had thought of getting support and guidance from the Chairperson and i got that (wel atleast a hint of it.).
Had I thought of something else, I'd have got that.
HOw many more such things do I want in life from people? Day off from work, raise, commitment, time, forgiveness.. (dont read on, it turns into an endless list..)
So many wants and so little commitment!!
Whoever invented language was an oh-so-brilliant artist! There couldn't have been a better gift to mankind.
Creating worlds with our words..is brilliant, isn't it?
Trust me, whatever you say happens - its like the Midas touch...everything you speak turns to reality.
There's just one catalyst you've gotta use.. ur actions. Speak and act - simple, isnt it?
Not simple! Act is where the problem begins (but my detailed analysis [!!!!] has shown, it begins in my commitment).
I spoke to people today. Some, my close friends..and some I had not even met. One was the chairperson of the Clean Mumbai Foundation (yeah, really! such a thing exists!! :P ), the other a ticket clerk at my railway station. What I realised (in hindsight) in both was the background with which I talked to both of them. And ultimately at the end, what i got is what i'd already thought of in my mind. I had thought of getting some information from the tkt clerk and i got that, I had thought of getting support and guidance from the Chairperson and i got that (wel atleast a hint of it.).
Had I thought of something else, I'd have got that.
HOw many more such things do I want in life from people? Day off from work, raise, commitment, time, forgiveness.. (dont read on, it turns into an endless list..)
So many wants and so little commitment!!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Lost
The incessant mind seems to have wandered too far today...cant find its way back...
It feels like Hansel from Hansel and Gretel who had thrown bread crumbs on the way to get back to his home...but the breadcrumbs were eaten on the way by animals and brids.
Anything that Im thinking of isn't lasting for even a minute.. such a traffic jam of thoughts has come after a long time and its not welcome.
It feels like Hansel from Hansel and Gretel who had thrown bread crumbs on the way to get back to his home...but the breadcrumbs were eaten on the way by animals and brids.
Anything that Im thinking of isn't lasting for even a minute.. such a traffic jam of thoughts has come after a long time and its not welcome.
Don't resist, be healthy..
This is my personal experience guys...do not resist anything...
Whether it is your feelings, or some person...
I have tried long and hard of resisting many things but it has done me no good.
Just the other day I was talking to a friend - and she had an intersting thing to say. "Having acidity means there's something you are resisting in your life, which you are not ready to accept."
And I said - wow that sounds really far-fetched. I mean what the hell has me resisting something got to do with my frickin digestion!!
Well, I think it could work this way. When I resist something, all my energy gets sucked into the resisting, leaving very little for other things...
Whether it is your feelings, or some person...
I have tried long and hard of resisting many things but it has done me no good.
Just the other day I was talking to a friend - and she had an intersting thing to say. "Having acidity means there's something you are resisting in your life, which you are not ready to accept."
And I said - wow that sounds really far-fetched. I mean what the hell has me resisting something got to do with my frickin digestion!!
Well, I think it could work this way. When I resist something, all my energy gets sucked into the resisting, leaving very little for other things...
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