Each morning, we wake up and experience a rich explosion of consciousness — the bright morning sunlight, the smell of roast coffee and, for some of us, the warmth of the person lying next to us in bed. As the slumber recedes into the night, we awake to become who we are. The morning haze of dreams and oblivion disperses and lifts as recognition and recall bubble up the content of our memories into...
sharingpoetry: The hurt you embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change. A silkworm eating leaves makes a cocoon. Each of us weaves a chamber of leaves and sticks. Silkworms begin to truly exist as they disappear inside that room. Without legs, we fly. When I stop speaking, this poem will close, and open its silent wings. (submitted by jtlovelady)
Never look down on somebody; unless you are helping them up.– Jesse Jackson
Born Like This
We are Born like this Into this Into these carefully mad wars Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness Into bars where people no longer speak to each other Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings Born into this Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty Into a country where the jails are...
Expose yourself to your deepest fears. Meet them naked, dig in your heels. This is the worst that is. Now the fear has lost its power over you. Your soul has learnt and overcome it. You are ready. You are free.
A snob is anybody who takes a small part of you and uses it to come to a...– unknown. Shared with me by a friend (Swapnil)
Led Zeppelin - Kashmir →
And this, is what has made my day. Just LISTEN.
Perdonare. It means Forgiveness. It’s the biggest thing we can do; not for others, but for ourselves.
Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the...– Stephen R. Covey (via gothical)
The Longest Winter
A frame stiffened with thoughts unchanged a heart feebled with emotions unarranged. Trying to protect under blankets of vows It’s his longest winter mistakes thawed in snow. Knock after knock gone unanswered The floor hardly creeks just, a window, a bird. Those who tried to enter He only saw their backs Spring whispered, rain thumped only melted was the candle’s wax. ...
When the tables turn
The silence deafens the mind and the darkness lights up the within. It is when the tables turn and suddenly, the world is awake the world calls out your name the world draws to you the world becomes you and you become it.
Gliding down moonbeams diving into the sunshine; We paint ourselves with Life. Singing the names of the forgotten the bonfire crackles with laughter; We snuggle ourselves with Life. Trailing the fireballs sprinkling the starlight; We dust ourselves with Life. Looking for the next jump the fears submitted beneath a tree; And oh, we were always being carried in the palm of Life.
[O]ur individual salvation depends on collective salvation. Because thinking...– Barack Obama
Lost and Found
That’s how it’s always been. These two are like the yin and yang. Dichotomous yet always moving through time in unison. Incomplete and inane without the other. They go hand-in-hand. Like we do; with certain people and things in life. “Yesterday i found you. If today i say that i’ve lost you somewhere, then i know that tomorrow i will have found you somewhere. Only to be...
Once in summer when green tendernesses slept in half shadows once in autumn...– Werner Lutz, from “Kissing Nests” (translated by Mark Vincenz)
the Little List - 4
the Shift key - for saving Caps Lock’s life by stepping in between man’s hunger for capital letters and the key. Thank you, Shift key, for being The Wall of the keyboard. Browser Tabs - for not making my taskbar look like a wall of bricks stretching out over half the screen. Thank you, Browser Tabs, for being such accommodating multi-taskers. ‘Like’ button - (as much as i...
Just can't stop listening to this today! →
Moon River, wider than a mile, I’m crossing you in style some day. Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker, wherever you’re going I’m going your way. Two drifters off to see the world. There’s such a lot of world to see. We’re after the same rainbow’s end— waiting ‘round the bend, my huckleberry friend, Moon River and me.
The man who views the world at 50 the same as he did at 20 has wasted 30 years...– Muhammad Ali (via nedhepburn)
"What do you HR people do yaar?"
This is something i wrote off without going too much into what or how it will it be perceived as; and sent it off to the complete HR vertical of my organization. Including the EVP, yes. Just thought of sharing it here, too. :) “Tum HR wale karte kya ho??!” This is probably the most proverbial question I encounter on a frequency too high for my comfort. In case you haven’t, you’re lucky. In...
Cleverness is a gift, kindness is a choice.– Jeff Bezos
Indian national television today witnessed how some people seem to have an appetite for absurdity and inanity; meanwhile a certain lady named Mary Kom, quietly made it to the Olympics 2012. A five-time World Boxing Champion, Mary is what true champions are made. She hails from the state of Manipur and is a mother of two. Backed by the Olympic Gold Quest, she now becomes one of the front runners in...
The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who don’t want to fly.– Unknown to me
Internal Time →
A must read on one thing we all love - sleep!
Pondi-cherry on the cake
After many “you must go there”,”oh you haven’t been there even once?” and “oh that’s an ultimate place, can’t miss it!” and more, i finally announced to the world that i’m going to visit Pondicherry (sorry but the name is too long and henceforth we’ll understand P’ry to be Pondicherry). Albeit, a bit delayed announcement. More...
Time has been seeping on the tiles now She strings together the beads; each one a vow. The raindrops dribble down racing to the clammy bottom, the glass is glazed from the marks of the phantom. She crinkles her nose, but fooled she is So she dives back to feel again the fizz. The air wakes up to a new sound, bouncing off the walls The smell of a start she’s thrown off the...
I wish we… celebrated more than we grieved, practiced than preached, wrote than typed. I wish we… appreciated more than condemned, listened than spoke, walked than run. I wish we… loved more than we feared, did than said, asked than assumed. I wish we… shared more than we lent, understood than judged, acted than thought. I wish we… felt more than we...
the Little List - 3
Here’s the next set of little ones i’m grateful for. Feel free to contribute! 1. Nail cutter’s curved end - so my nails end up looking soft and curvy and not like hexagons with jutting edges. Everyone doesn’t have whole day to work on nails. Thank you, curved end for being so shapely. 2. Eyelet and Lace - for being one of the most utility-max couple in mankind history....