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Thinking negatively about people discolours our own view

Reality-check- Tiny little frowns constantly dot our brow unsettling our whole system.. For thoughts that plague us n remain only in our head

Every person in our lives is a destined 'guide'.. Tho V need to Focus on The lessons.. V rue or celebrate the ties..

This is a thought-world..

In our thought world we only see with an 'I'.. For No relation remains untouched by recriminations or disquiet..

The purest relation we have is with ourselves.. the rest of the world can never match up..

we are all unhappy because we all come second in each others life.. For the first is always our own

Self.. 

Life is so fleeting it can change everything in an instant.. Mocking the impressions of constancy in our tears and smiles..

These gossamer strings weaving ethereal patterns on a tapestry of human emotions splash unique hues that delineate or enhance our cohesive roots in fleeting angles of light playing over it..

Meditation

Let us greet each day by embracing the universe with gratitude and joy..

All our resolutions need is the present moment..

If we are all part of a singular divinity, then shouldn't we see ourselves all around.. And if we do, then whom do we envy, hate, love, censure or deny..

Appearances always trigger judgements that should be an apology to our perceptions..

If lack of vision is a handicap, why do we let situations irk enough to Blind us to everything else..

Thoughts and words remain suspended in the cosmos impacting unaware destinies..

A troubled heart cannot be mended by bitterness..

Varying hues

We react to opinions that depend on personal experience.. Not necessarily mirrors of right or wrong! 

We choose to perceive the colors that saturate our life! 

We all have the ability to do things that the right moment brings out.. 

Whatever at stake the only one dearest is our ego.. 

If our minds can create fear, they can conquer it too.. 

If we could spend as much time observing our lives as others, we would all be enlightened souls.. 

Negativity only enhances the insecurities hiding within..

Impossible!?! We all have the ability to do things that the right moment brings out..

To understand yourself, is that a discovery or a creation..

The pressure of performance invariably takes away our joy from everything we do..

If thinking is the talking of the soul with itself, why waste time on chit chat..

Memories and footprints are refreshed every moment..

What reality! A single thought can change the way we feel..

When we change our opinions all the time, why is it so important to prove a point..

Our whole life is spent in beautifying or Multiplying 'faces' that we don or discard at will..

Do we want to make mistakes a burden Of regrets or Stepping stones to a qualified tread..

If learning something new Brings the child in us alive, let us continue to refresh our souls..

Imagine the heady touch of a single moment suffused in the 'present'..

The 'I' in us determines our world..

We are like the sea.. Holding depths untold.. Reflecting hues unique to that person, moment or relationship..

Whatever the provocation, pleasantness works.. In a natural requisite to 'look good', people invariably respond in kind..

If sound vibrations affect our universe, Then hope we find the right decibels of joy..

What makes us constantly criticize family and friends, when no one knows their natures better than us, and we are the ones keeping them in our lives..

In lighting our homes, do we forget to ignite a candle in our own hearts.. For the flame of divinity needs but a spark..

Our families imbue our lives With all the shades of love and security.. But it's our friends who fill in the hues that make our souls sing..

Every festival celebrates the sanctity within..

every experience holds regret or pride or contentment or joy.. no matter.. let go.. in the lesson the next step resides..

Questions

If this life is a mirage then is our existence solely to realize this truth and find it within ourselves..

We are so embroiled in the mundane day-to-day that we end up spending centuries sorting things out..

Why do we let ourselves feel so helpless when we can move mountains by the divinity within..

We have put a price tag on a priceless existence..

If!

if the true meaning of life is in experiencing the given moment, why are we rushing through each one of them..

if we need solitude to realize ourselves, why the infinite relationships we compulsively form around us..

if our thoughts are the ones that plague or please, why do we blame the whole world instead of learning to master them..

if we all hold divinity within, why do we sanctify the unseen..

if Buddha could only show the way for we are all meant to tread our own path, why are we still towing the line..

the other self

if we can't see divinity in 'others'.. how can we feel it in ourselves
who do we judge, when there is no 'other'..
whatever the achievement, position, status.. every path leads to a singular whole
we obsess about the 'I' without realizing it's true meaning and identity
we cling to life but escape it's moments impatiently..
we carry forth our thoughts and memories, that's all we need to enrich..
everyone has become 'weight' conscious, but the true burden is in our mind..

asides

do we want to make mistakes a burden of regrets or stepping stones to a qualified tread.. 

if learning something new brings the child in us alive, let us continue to refresh our souls.. 

every festival celebrates the sanctity within.. 

words help us meet and silence compels to stay.. 

'Social Network' - a driven resolution.. one who has no time for social niceties, gives the world the most amazingly Brobdingnagian social network.. really worth a watch.. 

imagine the heady touch of a single moment suffused in the 'present'.. 

The 'I' in us determines our world! 

any opinion remains just that.. as it is our own minds make it difficult to hear our heart above their constant din.. we can do without more noise.. 

we are like the sea.. holding depths untold.. reflecting hues unique to that person, moment or relationship.. 

whatever the provocation, pleasantness works.. in a natural requisite to 'look good' people invariably respond in kind.. 

if sound vibrations affect our Universe, then hope we find the right decibels of joy.. 

what makes us constantly criticize family and friends, when no one knows their nature better than us, and we are the ones keeping them in our lives.. 

life is held in it's moments, but with our minds cavorting in the past or future, it sometimes escapes unnoticed.. 

relish and embrace the diversity in your soul! any outside criticism or approval somehow colors the assurance in our soul.. 

people living in myriad hearts don't even know how many places they have visited.. 

after a few years of marriage individuals metamorphose into a couple.. and each time you turn to each other.. you stop seeing a person separate from yourself.. just, a spouse.. a sharing so elemental.. that interactions and nature surpass the physical.. 

most of our heart-ache stems from our reactions being swifter than our reason.. 

words can be lethally used for arming or disarming..

amidst rhythmic cadences dishing food for the soul, I touched the spirit of friendship.. and felt it smile.. 

friendships reflect in treasured enchantment.. a real heady and potent celebration, lighting myriad wicks of beaming memories.. 

if the color of death remains the same for all.. why does life hold such distinguishable shades.. 

why fixate on the 'pots of gold' when rainbows personify the 'richness' of life.. 

these memories become our treasure troves, where our hearts hug our loved ones and are refreshed.. hope we find the strength to hold on with a smile.. 

this world needs more people with a rummy 'spirit'.. an irreverent mix of sobering and heady all at once.. 

everything holds many facets and no singular truth, because truth remains a perception in individual hearts.. and our progress becomes a necessary step towards science to prove them.. 

in lighting our homes do we forget to ignite a candle in our own hearts.. for the flame of divinity needs but a spark.. 

let us clear our hearts enough to share the steady flame of life within.. and help connect myriad wicks celebrating a singular humanity..

poetic wanderings

why does love embarrass us more than hate.. maybe because our emotions need to validate and hate finds easy reciprocation.. 

in this essential need to do something all the time, we miss an introduction to ourselves.. 

let us in ourselves, create an idyllic environment for romancing the myriad hues of unfolding life nestled in the lap of Nature.. 

the lure of the mystique showers as shimmering raindrops, riveting changing hues of sunshine, before quietly merging into the sea of our selves.. 

Dussehra is celebrated by burning effigies that personify the victory of good over evil.. but everyday we struggle to confront, expose and wither our own negativism, silencing the mayhem of myriad voices within.. making life itself a celebration.. whether Ram or Ravan or entire islands.. the struggle.. the fight.. the victory.. still remains singularly universal or apathetic.. as we choose.. 

countless moments metamorphose in our hearts holding varying hues of sanctity.. as simple things.. gestures.. and people affect our lives.. all our celebrations mingle with myriad embracing smiles.. 

does the phrase 'jump to conclusions' mean we skip the listening part.. 

even though most of us are the same.. some might even recognize their mistake but very few would acknowledge, accept or declare.. 

maybe we should accept both negative and positive as an integral part of us and help transform the same instead of resistance and denial..

some thoughts

shades of obsessivity constantly overshadow every other joy in life.. 

atrocities in any garb remain the same.. putting them in 'boundaries' of classifications like country, class, or culture we grant immunity to shame.. 

totally embroiled in our lives the whole world prays for peace against a small faction.. and lets fanaticism wreak its wrath with increasing darkness as more and more hit out blindly.. 

 Daughters are a gift to parents who needed a handful of divinity in their lives. 

it is difficult to comprehend the seamless connections linking everything to a similar fate.. 

sometimes life can be an ethereally cohesive delineation of Man and Nature.. and we've numbered the wonders of the world 

criticism is but a point of view a troubled heart enhances all our senses towards unhappiness.. 

teasers

shifting focus is all it takes to handle the essential nuances of life.. 

prayer and faith help manifest our belief in ourselves.. 

forgiving others is like forgiving something in ourselves that holds them back in our lives.. 

in all our classifications why does Humanity count the least.. 

there can be no 'excuses' for atrocities.. 

why mar the continuously evolving 'present' with reactions seeped in history.. 

how can laws written in black and white determine the gray areas of life.. 

self-seeking blinkers seem to enhance emotional and ethical myopia in man.. 

everything has many facets, that's why we each have an experientially unique perspective.. 

are all love-hate-love-hate relationships situational or personal.. 

if we can love or hate the same person with equal vehemence.. does that mean that every declaration in life panders to our essential 'self'.. 

did we make rules and customs to make life simpler or more complicated! 

the 'present' generation has been the' miserable' lot for centuries now.. and we are still blaming our ancestors:

when the universe itself is in perpetual flux.. and truth a matter of perspective.. then rules and customs remaining rigid and uniform, sometimes make you wonder if law was ever about justice.. and religion spirituality.. defying the cohesive substance of Human and Divine.. 

Throughout the year we celebrate some or the other festival.. it's not important whether we follow it or not.. the 'spirit' touches everyone.. extending wishes, touching lives.. in minute ways that say.. you care.. 

some meld the symphony in nature and life.. some make a lot of noise to feel alive 

prayer, whether by rote, or earnest wishes, forms our connection with ourselves and the Universe.. 

a heart though silent speaks louder than words.. 

we all want a better future and good health for our kids, then how can environmental issues not be our problem..

freedom

freedom is not the unshackling of 'relationships' and 'duties' to follow our own heart.. but to free our heart from the 'shackles' that exist only in the mind.. 

the pure truth of a drop and the ocean is it's cyclic inevitability.. 

if experience is a series of lessons unique to us, then let us teach to educate and learn.. 

revel in the symphony that nature brings forth afresh.. for the heart holds a song, if only we could stop to hear.. 

every custom and ritual are just that.. divinity still resides within and without.. 

if everything is prone to change, why are we so set in our ways.. 

the mysteries of life remain unsolved, yet we are so sure of our way as the only one..

kinks

literature is pictorial art limned in people's minds.. one of life's irradiating blessings.. 

let there be spaces in your togetherness so it's easier to cover the 'distance'.. 

don't put down people or give up on them.. even dust motes shine like gold in the presence of sunshine.. 

we are so busy criticizing people when this life is all about us..

stochastic

with a handful of moments to his name, man selflessly continues to squander them on the mundane trivia of another's life..

For true care one needs to be both a fan and a critic..

a sense of humor with just the right dash of 'tang' to it - saves on identity crisis at least you can always be sure you've come knocking at the right door..

pleasure or pain.. neither remains constant.. revolving totally around perceptions and shifting focus..

Is it the journey or the destination!! life can rush past unfelt.. leaving us looking back in empty reminiscence..

every moment in life IS felt by us.. but in the mad rush towards various targets we set for ourselves.. we feel the joy or pain of reaching that crest.. but forget entirely that we were meant to enjoy what we are doing.. and instead of excelling at it by giving it our best shot.. our entire focus changes to fretting over outer 'results'.. mostly at the expense of every other aspect of our life.. whether family.. friends or ourselves..

If Recognition, Acceptance and love are few of the most basic Human Needs.. then why do we still ignore ourselves..

retrospects

though we pooh-pooh the idea of labeling, whether by caste, upbringing, nationality, status etc.. still each one of them determine who we are.. and are judged accordingly..

true freedom has nothing to do with 'rules'.. they are a necessary part of our role as elders to help kids grow in a secure environment.. true freedom is all about being secure in that love.. enough to be who you are.. or want to be..

maybe that's how the saying it takes one to know one started.. every one of us seems to have 'tunnel vision' where we only see what we want to.. and though we label people within boundaries.. this is just another 'human' trait.. that itself defies any 'boundary'.. the lines blur so easily.. the effect so unobtrusive.. that none realizes the change therein..

conformity and conditioning go hand in hand.. very few can 'get dirty in the mud' without looking around..

experience and the uniqueness of nature necessitate the import of personal input.. and that's the essential gift we imbibe.. imbue.. and impart..

we need that essential 'joy'.. that feels the ticklish part of life.. and laughs freely 'with' it..

It's the you's and I's that 'weigh' it down.. where love is meant to set us free..

mentations

Is Meditation like dusting away the collected cobwebs of our mind.. or watchful dodging of the 'mindfield' within.. or minding a garden by weeding out negative emotions.. or simply a walk.. not through a maze but hand-in-hand with a single thought!

every reverse side also has a reverse side

We can be hurt by nothing but our thoughts.

Which is more embarrassing - hate or love..

Shifting focus is all it takes.. for perceptions not situations determine the pendulum of our life..

What is our fight with.. the person or an issue.. so punch the issue man!

most of us are angry at our loved ones.. but none able to care enough to help the change possible that we expect..

we hold a lot of grudges against people around us.. unaware of the 'destruction' we are wreaking within.. while the other moves on unaware.. carefree..

we make rules to make life easy for us.. and become their slaves instead..

if we have a disagreement about something.. we fight with the person.. and not his point-of-view..

how can we not rejoice.. how can we not be shamed.. by the seamless cohesion of a thought.. defying man's audacious boundaries..

life's subtle nuances and fleeting tangencies determine the imprints of our tread.. that need simply to meld into the sand..

every experience is unique to that moment.. determining the next step of our life.. though the way might be the same.. our perceptions define the range we see..

ethereal notes unbidden string the rhythmic pulse of life..

In a recent fire, Two women refused to abandon their invalid in-laws, stoically watching everyone else vacate the building.. if history teaches by example why no one regales moments like these to the stigma attached to this relationship.. our lives are filled with moments that somehow get overshadowed by momentary grievances..

if our faith makes miracles happen.. let us shift focus to the 'positives' of life..

our minds hold an iota of divinity in our memory.. and that's what makes us yearn for something more..

nothing could be more ethereally sacred than renewing our vows blessed purely by the cosmos..

Humor! the only secret ingredient unburdening the woes of life..

some people fill our Heart with joy and hope frolics on it's strings..

if through hypnotic regression we can return to any past life, does that mean our own mind is the author of our story.. making all these worlds 'real' for us, becoming both victim and judge.. until we learn to center it enough to truly 'live' a single moment..

it's not about how life treats you.. but how YOU treat life!!

music enraptures.. entrances.. transcends.. transports.. all we need is to find the song in our soul that beats to the music of the spheres..

if most inter-personal conversations get 'lost in translation'.. sign-language might be a better option - at least it will help retain our sense of humor..

CHANGE is the only constant.. laughing in the face of joys and woes..

people are terrified of change until the right incentive.. not realizing the imperceptible 'changes' life wreaks on our beliefs.. reactions.. natures.. everything.. determining our present.. 'changing' our future..

sometimes expression comes straight from the heart involuntarily..

a delightful combo this insightful acceptance of life's frailties.. with the right tinge of humor and child-like joy in it's simple pleasures imbuing magic in them..

some moments assure it's not the occasion but the people who symbolize joy..

the color of joy more riveting than all the brightness around..

we can only be who we are and react accordingly.. no point fretting or judging.. for as each changes with time.. so do opinions and reactions.. we all pass these tiny 'life lessons' strewn across the path of our lives..

as a middle person it's mostly better to show each 'the other side'.. though it might not make an overt difference.. but definitely helps everyone in the long run..

the unabashed love reflected in words can make someone so happy.. because some people are so readily there for everyone.. without any expectations.. that most people forget to realize they need to thank them once in a while.. there's this lovely song 'you are my... sunshine' tailor-made for such expression..

just hold on to the beautiful core that people cherish.. for it is what keeps them going..

lighting up lives comes naturally to those whom each time you think of - a smile comes to mind..

a friend of mine says if cats are gonna decide our fate then we're in serious trouble!! if life is all about the right choices and paths.. imagine one in 'black and white'

illness takes its toll in unobtrusive ways.. hope we find the reserves of strength needed to be there.. for them.. and to deal with it ourselves..

make someone's dreams possible.. the ultimate dream gift package.. a trip to paradise..!!

worries neither solve nor change anything at all.. our presence and our care will help all around.. including ourselves..

lack of 'attachment' is what frees us from our karmic cycle..

we can make our loved one's days really 'warm' and to hell with the met department..

let us heed the 'safe' wake up calls of life to shrug off our apathy..

all we can truly do with ailing parents is BE strong enough to look beyond the ailment.. we knew they will not let us fall.. hope we can give them the same assurance..

Historic tales become adventurously wondrous paths that 'reach home' to all.. hiding tiny impressions that help us enjoy the 'way'.. subtly honing awareness towards the 'choices' we make..

whether love or war, each holds the other within it's fist..

let talks crystallize into wishes to realize them..

confiding one's problems translates into 'weakness' or 'trust'.. most everyone can fight their own 'wars'.. but we all need someone to 'understand'..

if our thoughts determine the world as we see it.. let us become the change we expect.. very few let themselves be who they are.. each too busy 'looking good'.. 'heartspeak' always touches..

the stories we make up in our minds become the biggest hurdle to whatever we need to do in life..

some have an intuitive insight into life's idiosyncrasies.. an exact and amazing elaboration.. easily expressed..

keep your heart and mind open.. for all we know is meshed with someone Else's experience.. let us enjoy a few discoveries of our own..

from zen

all we need is there within us all along.. the books a 'road-map' leading back to our 'hands'

'criticism' or 'defamation' or 'slander'.. mere words.. myriad 'labels' attached and detached to a persona that should be 'secure' in who he/she is.. needing to trust the strengthening armour of truth, we try to deflect barbs by reaching out for them.. leaving us bleeding and weak instead..

Millstone

we end up carrying so much 'baggage' over the years.. maybe that's the reason we feel so tired all the time..

most of us are angry at our loved ones.. but none able to care enough to help the change possible that we expect..

we hold a lot of grudges against people around us.. unaware of the 'destruction' we are wreaking within.. while the other moves on unaware.. carefree..

we walk ourselves into an early grave worrying over our material gain.. was it ever meant to enjoy!

we make rules to make life easy for us.. and become their slaves instead..

if we have a disagreement about something.. we fight with the person.. and not his point-of-view..

marriages translate into possession.. or to 'nurture'.. a relationship.. a family.. a life..

our most precious treasure is our children.. and we are so busy preserving our material assets..

we passionately judge people.. labeling them.. when our own views depend on a concurring mindset..

if physical pain does not allow us to let our minds heal our body.. what stops us from letting it heal our souls..

eyeses

The question is - Do we educate our children to follow in our footsteps, or lead the way..

Every heart holds differing emotions within it's folds.. metamorphosing as per applied experience..

How fragile is self-worth that seeks expression in another soul..

Strangely, we are unable to appreciate Sunlight that nourishes every life form on Earth, and expect gratitude from our own children..

Souls are like the air around us.. unseen.. each polluted constantly in a material quest for life..

I wonder....

I wonder..
when after death our bodies turn to dust, why organ donation is an exception not a norm.

I wonder..
when love means to care unconditionally, why do we make people toe the line.

I wonder..
when God resides in each one of us, whom do we abuse, hurt, or kill.

I wonder..
when we are so rushed in life, what images our children see.

I wonder..
when education system espouses subjects, does it enlighten or enslave.

I wonder..
when there are so many religions and faces of God, how did we forget to delineate our souls.

I wonder..
when we curse our fate what do we lack, money, health, education, love, family, children, a part, or all.

I wonder..
when power becomes an addiction for a handful of leaders, what makes us blindly furnish that fix.

I wonder..
when we express our love for any animal, place or thing so spontaneously, what makes us hesitate with another human being.

symbiosis

Drops of water evaporate in a cyclic miracle of 'life and death'.. leaving the 'salt' behind each time.. to pour as the breath of life.. again.. yet again.. still.. like tiny shells in sea.. each soul thirsts incessantly..

All our life we guard our Happiness, knowing it cannot last.. why then do we let misfortune get us down.. forgetting completely.. it too cannot last..

In any sad depressed or scared moment, say to yourself - This too shall pass. Like darkness disappears with light. Problems too disappear faced with a solution.

Humans have an essential need to contribute to society.. like an affirmation of their birth.. still there is so much suffering.. still each soul thirsts.. neither able to find a deserving cause.. nor to help themselves.. missing entirely the symbiosis of human life..

All our lives we aspire to become something.. or someone.. never once looking into our hearts to 'hear' ourselves..

An oyster put the pearl out on a leaf, thinking this way it would be spared because it's the pearl people need.. used to looking for oysters.. a man comes and picks the oyster and goes away.. so conditioned are we that we keep grabbing mechanically at the outward, thinking this life we build is our true essence..

In the pursuit of our dreams we give up mediocre attempts.. losing opportunities that could pave the way.. in our quest for that perfect direction..

none asks the tree before sitting in it's shade.. none asks before making their homes in it.. nor before cutting it's branches, leaves, fruit.. nor uprooting it.. yet the tree is eternal.. and constant.. what temerity.. which superiority makes man hoard selfishly.. doubting nature.. that provides for every other life form..