Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Here's to yet another block..
The sound bells of silence,
Ringing through the head
The melange of the past
Some alive, some dead
Some tickle, some scare
Awefull enough to shut your eyes
Candid enough to make you stare,,
A year that came full circle
And concaved before it ends..
Now an encaspulated journey
Meandering with reckless bends,,
Are you caught by those white noises
But they can’t really hear you out..
Are you dumbfounded by choices
But you can’t live any beyond doubt,,
Does it turn into Farce
When you turn to give meaning
Does it all vanish into vapour
When you harden it to feel it,,
But those moments that we walked
Natural acts with an obvious ploy
Even that lasted for a whisker
No regrets nor any burdens of joy,,
And tiptoeing we walk on the fences
Keep moving for a final stop
On this bed and that soil
To just one more block,,
P.S : On deliberation this poem has a negative element , not the intended mood and tone..
Photo - Canary Wharf, April 09
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
To a certain extent this confusion drives most of us and to some offcourse it just does not drive they are stuck in the middle , so this is not for that fortunate set.
"Status quo" definately in management books and everywhere else in the world where life is difficult to manage means low risk… life gets simpler , you are in control of things and are getting controlled by comfort and end of the day your just an ounce more of it . Your body clock is set you don’t even need any alarms in your life.. instead they alarm you if they do ever ring. Well that’s exactly the point I am reaching to and maybe many of you reading will have already made it there..
Now you have made that choice of leading a simple life sans change and challenge.. but then are you really growing beyond numbers and proportions , receding hairline and appearing facial lines. We may like pruning the branches every now and then , but few of us want to pull of the roots and plant ourselves on a different soil.
Plucking yourself out from routine and jumping into another pond , learning to swim and touching the shore and not simply floating like a lifeless log of wood devoid of direction. I know easy to say in some poetic bullshit but a tuff call to take and worst of it all most of the time you don’t know when the timing is right.
Personally I have rotated in this idea, which to me now seems like a fear which I call "comfortophobia"
Am I willing to take the risk and plunging into a rather uncertain job , a new relationship, a personal union or a different country or city to inhabitate.
I am completely a woman of contradiction here , at all times I constantly need to pep myself to make life less boring on the other I get habituated and attached to things, people, circumstances, coffee mugs, bed sheets, colours, patterns of anything big and small and all other materialistic blocks standing around me.
We do get pulled into directions one which lets us discover more about us but definitely brings change and sometimes causes havoc in our comfort areas , the other which lets us a beat more closer to a mundane life.
Well I still can’t fathom ways to come out of it every now and then , but I have been able to arrive at a few gruesome reasons that leave me/us in such a muddle.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Go where you want to spread the torch..
Take the string and pull the chord..
Look up in search of the lord..
Dig through deep hollow wells..
Take me there to the road that ends..
Show me the window which opens to the hill..
Pass by me even if your shadows will..
Switch it on when the time says play..
Open in the dark and close by the day..
Flicker the flame when the wind stood still.
Cheat the chest on those wind mills..
Blow the trumpet if the curtains go down..
Take your arrow and shoot the clowns..
Push the wall that lies between..
Colour all those open and opaque screens..
Prick the thorns that lie on the stems..
Tick the times when you are at the bends..
Tailor the stiches that lie within..
Clamp your feet and Roger that film..
Deep below there lies a golden chest..
In your hunger for the quest..
Into oblivion your several dreams..
But the undying focus still screams..
Photo: Atlantic wharf, Cardiff
Saturday, February 28, 2009
For me they start with the colour black and white, yes thats what catches my eye the most for quite sometime now and maybe that is beacuse of the duality it throws out together, its comforting to my eyes. Dont we all love to live in this state of mind, a little bit of both the worlds.
I wanted to read the colour black , so i started with wikipedia here is what it gave me:)
Some blah blah..
Black is a multi-dimensional color that can mean classic or new.
• It has an ominous characteristic, symbolizing death. Particularly Western cultures use black for funerals.
• It has an air of intelligence (graduation robes), marked with rebellion (the bad guy), shrouded in mystery (space).
• Black’s evil symbolism, complements the good in the world.
black symbolises - modernity, power, sophistication, formality, elegance, wealth, mystery, style, evil, death in Western cultures, fear, seriousness, conventionality, rebellion, anarchism, unity, sorrow, life, rebirth in ancient Egypt , professionalism's and slimming quality in fashion.
Now Some of my scientific dervations of the colour : There are two school of thoughts :the colour theory and the light theory (i think ) - a little bit of a background on both .
Black is not a colour but the absence of colour ,where there are no photons of light.
White is a colour according to the additive colour theory of light, ie to say that when all colours emitted as light come together like the sunlight,what is emitted is white light.
The other theory says :
Black is a colour because if u combine the three primary colours you will get a shade of black or something close to that, however if you do a similar mixing of colours you will never be able to get white, hence white is not a colour as it cannot be derived from its very or any source.
Existence of colour also depends on sight... ehh... imagine if we could either see white or black or none or both and still not be able to differentiate the two.
Now can u decipher thoughts (unless you have an innate ability to read minds) positive or negative with the signs and conscious and unconscious signals of the brain, unless expressed you cant , hence duality creeps in any kind of expression , emotion, every thing you say or do can be interpreted in black and white. Yes a certain amount of grey too and thats open for an ongoing debate..
Let me tell you more of what is happening around.. things seem big as these are times of recession, of not only the economy but of interest and motivation . I am happy and it makes quite a few people around me happy.. and thats the only thing in life that has no duality at the moment..
I am also learning the nuances of business and i know I have a long way to go and many more things will inspire me on the way, the people around me, i do not how i am different from them but yes i can truly differentiate how one set of them is different from the other, their priorities are without any dualities, their life is free of falling in the middle of things, they are not in any conundrum of what they really want, they know where to get and how, these questions which we all ask ourselves are so full of double thoughts.
We want this and we want that as well, what sounds best professionally is not our best personal aim, they are always at tangents, we want to live dual and parallel lives to be able to be truly happy, we want work but then we dont want to work hard enough, we want money but we also do not want that we end up with only and too much of it, we want the cute person around to approach us, but we also do not want that we have to succumb to his charm and be dictated by it, we want to get slender each day but we also do not want to give up the briyani around the corner or the ice creamed coffee on every turn..
But lucky are those for whom the dual worlds come together.. one by virtue of my age and state of mind:- when you have the thing which loves and holds you together and leaves you independant at the same time..this is the ideal state of duality for me;)
If you were to ask me over a tete a tete.. Where do i see myself two years from now? i'd be zapped.. blank in a state of nothingness...
As after all why should i live again with the burden of duality, simply enough we will either be doing less than or more than what we want . We would be in a single state of mind of which is good or bad, content or discontent. This state of mind cannot be predicted sitting now in the quiteness of our lifes. So why live the moment with such a baggage, and that is why i havnt believed in planning my future. There is only a course of action for present and not the future, there is only one way and that is doing the thing that gives each day a purpose, could be small thank you note, a follow up call, a cup of capucinno , a look of admiration , a right note on your guitar or a small recognition that the job is done the way it ought to...
Monday, January 26, 2009
"So have you loved painting, paint for youself the sunrise every mornin, you love music sing passionately even in the bathroom, not enough.. bathe more than the average number of times you would, love the strings of the guitar, buy youself one you'll treasure all your life as your first love,love the mountains travel all by yourself incognito...love to dance, join the troupe so what if you have the ugliest partner, love to cook and bake do that for every person you love..if thats not enough start loving more and more people to have enough cakes to bake...love photography keep your cam wherever you go coz you never know when life gives you the perfect shot.. just dont wait for loving the things you learn or ought to learn in life but learn things you have loved (jus plain vanila is sometimes better than a nutty butterscotch life afterall ;) "