Quotes from current book - 21lessons for the 21st century by Yuval Harari

1. In a world deluged by irrelevant information, clarity is power.

The Upanishads

You are what your deep, driving desire is.
As your desire is, so is your will.
As your will is, so is your deed.
As your deed is, so is your destiny.

Brihadaranyaka Upanishad IV.4.5

Life's good

One of those weekends when you listen to golden Hindi songs from the 90s...do the household chores, then grab a cup of chai and husband made besan ka ladoo, read filmfare and good house keeping...loving the leisure time :) life's good

If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.

- Katherine Hepburn

Back With a Bang!!

Ah!! long long time.....a whole year and I was never here :((
Anyways, happy new year and happy new resolutions...and one them is to update my blog regularly!!

Happy 2010!!

I hate you!!

"I hate you", said me
For extremities is what I love
And my hate is like none other
As though it was this moment of serendipity
When my blinded eyes could see none but you
Under the abode of my temple
Lay my soul in that cradle of thy sleeve.

Dasvidaniya - not the wish list :)

As usual, these strange thoughts keep flashing across in my mind, may be in everyone's mind and I thought I would blog it down sometime...dint know how :)

Thanks Banjo for the game....I definitely need to play this now!!

Rules of the game : List down 10 random things about yourself (that many do not know) and then tag 5 more people who have to do the same.
I wouldn't be tagging anyone..for I am a lazy bee and second, I do not know how to tag :(

So lets go....10 random things about me :

1) I love watching movies alone. No one can disturb you. You can cry happily and there's no one to ask you what in the scene made you cry :)

2) I love watching myself in the mirror...atleast there's someone to appreciate my beauty!!

3) I love giving beautiful surprises....I do it often....and being surprised in a similar way...which usually doesn't happen

4) I usually love all things that are blue...dark blue...it is mystical, it is calm, it is peaceful, it is cool, it is romantic, it is dynamic, it is powerful......

5) I love being with myself...still being around with hundred others....now how does that happen...ah!! let that be to myself!!

6) I do not like to crib and neither do I like people who crib...somehow I feel such people radiate negative energies.

7) I love speed....have driven an Alto with the speed of 150km/hr....whoops!!! poor thing....the car doesn't go beyond 155 :(

8) I hate to text...thats the reason, I fail to reply to my frnds msgs, hardly chat with frnds, and seldom blog....I feel either call or best would be, just meet up. Nothing can take the place of a face to face chat. Even if you dont speak, you still can say a thousand words!

9) I love to fight and then patch up....it makes you feel closer!

10) Finally, I also loved 7th Feb, 2009....met an old, long, lost, sweet school friend....and had a gala time...Awesome Weekend :)

I can go on and on....but only 10 things for now!!! :)

Dance Dance Dance...

Dance...an expression of the mind, the heart and the soul. An art-form which can liberate you of all your negative energies and radiate all the positives....walk you through the forbidden realms of the inner-self...a pristine form of magic and the highest form of creativity.A reflection of the exquisite beauty within.

"Let me dance to life;

My spirit and soul divine
Rushes of my blood
The flow of my thoughts
Streaming through my mind
Let me dance to life"

It is a form of communication that brings out the innermost feelings and at the same time pervades all aspects of life and bring colour and joy.



Western dance is a part of this global language and its roots run wide and deep. There are many western dance styles like Ballet, Salsa, Rumba, Samba, Belley Dancing, Cha cha cha, Jazz, Hip hop, Jive etc



Ballet serves as a backbone for many other styles of dance, as many other dance genres are based on ballet. Ballet is based on techniques that have been developed over centuries. Ballet uses music and dance to tell stories. Ballet dancers have the ability to transport an audience to another world.




Belly dance is a unique form of dance characterized by sharp, rolling movements of the hips and abdomen. The true origins of belly dancing are debated among enthusiasts.

Jazz is a fun dance style that relies heavily on originality and improvisation. Many jazz dancers mix different styles into their dancing, incorporating their own expression. Jazz dancing often uses bold, dramatic body movements, including body isolations and contractions.

Latin dance is a fast-paced, often sensual, partner dance characterized by sexy hip movements. However, hip movements are not intentional in any of the Latin dances. The hip motion is a natural consequence of changing weight from one foot to the other.

"Let me dance you to life
Hold me and I'll be yours
The touch of your hands
The intricacy of my movements
The orchestrate playing to the tunes of the Waltz
Fingers entangled in yours...
Swaying away...
Let me dance you to life"

In India, dance ranges from the classical form of dancing like Kathak, Bharatnatyam, Kuchipuddi, Oddissi to various others like free-stlye bollywood dances.

And in India, dance is considered to be divine in origin. The cosmic dance of Lord Shiva(Nataraj), Tandava is believed to encompass creation, preservation and destruction. The dance is a pictorial allegory of the five principle manifestations of eternal energy — creation, destruction, preservation, salvation, and illusion. The dance of Shiva also represents his five activities: 'Shrishti' (creation, evolution); 'Sthiti' (preservation, support); 'Samhara' (destruction, evolution); 'Tirobhava' (illusion); and 'Anugraha' (release, emancipation, grace).The term "Nataraj" means "King of Dancers" (Sanskrit nata = dance; raja = king).

The dances of Kali, the dark and fierce Goddess of destruction, are very significant.She danced herself into a frenzy until she realized she almost danced Shiva to death.

Krishna is one of the most popular dancing divinites of the Hindus.Rasalila is the traditional dance custom of Krishna with the Radha and the Gopis.The term, `rasa` means emotion or performance and `lila` is a concept from Hinduism, which roughly translates to `play or lila of the dance or rasa`. Thus, Rasa Dance is known as the Dance of Divine Love.

Indian dance is very sensous but the experience of ananda(bliss) it evokes is spiritual. Rasa(mood or flavour) as the cause of ananda(bliss) is considered fundamental essence of beauty and harmony in Indian aesthetics. Vbhava(cause of emotion), anubhava(effect of emotion) and sanchari bhava(subordinate emotions) consitute the state of rasa. These in their respective order change the sthayi bhava (primary emotion) into rasa or bliss. All dance forms are thus structured around the nine rasas or emotions, hasya(happiness), krodha(anger), bhibasta(disgust), bhaya(fear), shoka (sorrow), viram(courage), karuna (compassion), adbhuta(wonder) and shanta (serenity). All dance forms follow the same hand gesture or hasta mudras for each of these rasas.

"Let me dance you to life
Look deep into my eyes
Breaths weaving the sound of music
Take me high onto the sky
Walk me to the stair-way of the moon
Where the angels sing for thee
And the Gods shower the petals of bliss
When we surrender ourselves
In the sublime beauty of the night
Let me dance you to life"

I am crazily in love with dance....but unfornately, I have never been able to learn any of the dance forms. I wish, sometime, I get the opportunity to learn a few of the dance forms and attain this highest form of pleasure :)

Yet Another Year...Oops New Year:)

"Mein khuda ki talaash mein nikla, toh khud ko pa liya.
Khud ki talaash mein nikla, toh khuda ko pa liya"

A perfect couplet to start a new year post. Wish everyone a great new year!!

Randomized...

Sun's shining

Shining eyes

Eyes glittering

Glittering smile

Smiling lips

Lips woven

Woven talks

Talks silent

Silent thoughts

Thoughts wandering

Wandering mind

Mind game

Game of life

Life struck

Struck hard

Hard luck

Luck lost

Lost heart

Heart shattered

Shattered pieces

Pieces of glass

Glass and blood

Blood dripping

Dripping with pain

Pain...incomplete!

Alpviram

As he said, its all designed this way. The blocks have been made to fit into each other with no voids. A labyrinth as it may seem. But when mulled over the yesteryears, today seems to be more than just perfect.Ah!! feel like a God, sitting right up there, watching myself fixing these jumbled blocks. Let me take a deep breath :) Alpviram!!

:)

Funny that a pair of really nice shoes....
make us feel good in our head!!:)

Khamoshi

Labon pe ho muskaan, toh sharmati hui ye khamoshi
Palke jhuki ho toh, haya ki hai ye khamoshi
Aankhon mein taare chamke toh khushi ki hai ye khamoshi
Chere pe aakrosh ho toh, gusse ki hai ye khamoshi
Nam hain ye naine toh dukh ki hai ye khamoshi
Ajeeb hai ye khamoshi...

Ek anjaane se mulaqqat toh darr ki ye khamoshi
Phir mulaqqaton ki baarat toh dhadhakte dil ki ye khamoshi
Dil mein hai pyar toh chahat ki hai khamoshi
Apna hai koi juda toh dard ki hai ye khamoshi
Rutha hai koi toh manane ke intezaar mein khamoshi
Toda ho vishwaas toh jasbaaton ki hai khamoshi
Ajeeb hai ye khamoshi...

Kehte hain, khamoshi mein hi jhalakte hai ye saare ehsaas...
Toh ajeeb haina ye khamoshi...

Chanda aur Chandni

Pyaar ke do nagme...Chanda aur Chandni...
Chanda ne ek roz chandni se pucha...
Tum hamesha mere saath kyu rehti ho?
Chandni ko ye sun ke accha nai laga...kyunki chandni chanda se bahaut pyar karti thi
Toh chandni ruth ke boli.....
Agar tum in taaron mein apni roshni dhundh lo toh kalse mein tumhare saath nai aayungi...
Chanda muskurake bola...
Taare toh roshni de denge, magar chandni ki chamak kaha se aayegi...
Taare rasta toh dikha denge par chandni ki chahat kaha se laayenge...
Taare toh daag chod jaayenge, par is chand pe daag toh chandni hi dho paayegi...!!!

DrEaMs....

An eye meets an eye
Moments just passing by…
And there you are…
An angel sitting by my side
Asking me my name…on my way home

Hold on…looks like we were heading for a joyride,
Moments just passing by…
The angel’s heart was beauty personified
It tried to reach my heart for friendship….
I tried hard to resist…and moved away from the exquisite
For mine was a stone heart shielded with armour
And never did I realize what it could mean to me

The show was on….
Moments started to pass by - strangely beautiful
The angel started spreading its charm
And I started having my share of smiles…
The bitter coffee started to taste sweet as honey
The angel became a reason to savour the coffee
And as time was fleeting away….
The coffee and the angel swapped places

We shared our joy, we shared our sorrows
We had been with each other in the highs and in the lows
The angel became my support who could hold me, caress me, scold me, listen to me, be with me…
Happiness knew no bounds….
And we were enjoying this roller coaster ride…singing, dancing, merrying with each other
When suddenly I realized, it’s not long when this joyride would come to an end

My heart started to ache…
with tears to follow…
…wetting my soft pillow
I started to fake a smile…
For I knew not these moments would come to a standstill
I wanted to freeze the time…I could not
I wanted to ask the angel to be with me forever…I could not….
I wanted to tell the angel that the rest of the world woudn’t sum upto you…I could not
I wanted to hate God…I could not…
The angel had to leave someday, it was eternal….and I knew this all the time…so I could not, I just could not stop the angel.

Stabs at my weeping soul

And then….I just woke up from a dream.

Veeraniyan

Mohhabat meri jo pyaasi hui,
toh gehri meri udaasi hui
Zindagi mein hai tum bin........
.............. ye veeraniyaan

Ashqon mein jaise dhul gaye sab muskurate rang
Raste mein thak ke so gayi masoom si umag
Dil hai ke phir bhi khwaab sajana ka shauk hai
Pathar pe bhi gulaab ugane ka shauk hai
Barso se yu toh ek amavas ki raat hai
Ab is ko hausla kahu ki zid ki baat hai
Dil kehta hai andhere mein bhi roshni toh hai
Maana ke raakh ho gaye umeed ke ye laois
Raakh mein bhi aag kahi par dabi toh hai

Sune sune saare raste hai,
Suni manzil hai jaana,
Suni suni si meri aankhen hai,
Suna dil hai jaana
Mujhe ghere hai....
....sirf tanhayiyan,
Meri dil mein hai sirf khamoshiyan,
Zindagi mein hai tum bin........
....................... ye veeraniyaan

Made my day!!

Read this somewhere and it just made my day:)

"Cant understand the meaning of the word "NO" ! "

Attitude

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”
- Charles R. Swindoll

Kehte hain, pyar ko waqt ki nahi sirf ek lamhe ki zaroorat hoti hai....

....par agar waqt guzar jaye aur lamha aaye hi na toh???

Home Sweet Home

Peace - that was the other name for home.
-Kathleen Norris

Home is truly the place where the heart is. Its been six long years since I have grown, become what I am in a hostel....Though staying in a hostel is an all together different feeling, staying at home is beyond comparision. And now, I can feel the satisfaction while at home...

As the sun rays perforate through the crimson curtains into my bedroom, I fail to suppress a yawn, breaking my fast over the night with a cup of bed-tea...mummmm:)

After a quick shower with loud music on..."Dream on"-Aerosmith and a light breakfast with the latest happenings on TV, I head for my way to the office....

hmmm, that was nice morning.....:)

-----pause-----

The night wraps the evening intosits arms, the boring day at work slowly starts to cease....I pack my bag, board the evening shuttle yet again to reach my sweet home....

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.
-John Ed Pearce

Now I get back home and I dont have to wear that gaurded mask which the world forces me to wear. The mask which conceals the communication of my mind to my soul.

The unheard words which my ears long to hear. Aloof from the usual cacophony, I am surrounded all by myself. Here I can sleep like a baby, dance in front of the mirror and then smile to myself, sing holding my fist as though a mike, cry for no reason - (sometimes u just feel like doing this), experiment on some new recipes, paint the wall, work on a collage, read a book with soothing music away from the traffic noise. hmmm, I can do anything without any sense of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule. Yes! thats home:)