Quote: March 22, 2011

The more a man judges, the less he loves. 

~Honore de Balzac 

तुम्हारी आँखों का रंग

वोह अभी तक पुल पर खड़ी थी. अतीत से आती हुई हंसी और आवाज़ बहुत दूर नहीं लगी ऐसे ही लगा जैसे आवाज़ अभी तक बीती नहीं. शायद कोहरे मैं हाथ बढ़ाये तो छू  ही ले उसे.  घडी देखि, सेकंड की सुई अपने पहरे पर परदे कर रही थी. और अभी तक  उसके आने की  कोई आहात  नहीं  थी. रात में शालाफ आ गया था; crack आ  गया  था! आधी  रात  कट  चुकी  थी …वोह  रात  भी  ऐसे  ही कटी  थी  … इक्कीसवीं  मंजिल  पर , एक  गूमते  हुए  restaurant में  … शायद  Toronto में  था ! वोह  दो  ही  थे  और  घडी  देखि  थी  तो  उसने  अपना  हाथ  रख  दिया  था  उस  पर . कितना  बड़ा  हाथ  था  उसका ! उसकी  दोनों  कलाईयाँ उसमे बंद हो जाया करती थीं. Lock हो जाती थीं. अपने बोझिल हाथों से उसने देखा था उसकी तरफ और उसकी आँखों की आवाज़ सुने दी थी ... तुम्हारी आँखों का रंग भी तो आसमानी है! 

- Gulzaar 

Quote: March 9, 2011

The bravest sight in the world is to see a great man struggling against adversity.

~Seneca

Hallmark-ed Out!

First and foremost – Dear Lara Logan, I am rooting for you!

It’s a Hallmark Kinda Life!

Japanese Cherry Blossoms

In the past few weeks a mundane sort of a happy-feeling has taken over me. We had many Hallmark kind of beautiful days here where the sky was in its perfect blue hue, the naked trees revealed their pregnant branches ready to be covered with the perfect green bloom and the Cherry Blossoms were already laden with the perfect Pink!

I think the Cherry Blossoms are my American version of Indian Gulmohars!  These trees are capable of turning that concrete river we call a road into something absolutely bearable.

Gulmohars

So – I actually considered changing the name of the blog to “Cherry Blossoms”!

Hmmm …. Nahhhhhh!

By the way, even perfection when stagnated, is worthless!

Maybe, I may-be Religious!?

Jasleen – I thought you said you are spiritual!!!

Oh! For God’s sake (no pun intended), I don’t know!

Why do we have to have a definition of our relationship with Mr. Almighty God.  

Do I love him?

Do I fear him?

Do I expect miracles from him?

Do I want to be like him so that he likes me?

Do I even believe it’s a him and not a her!

I have never really denied the presence of a higher force – like all magical and supernatural … the be all, end all of everything! But I also believe we are all walking Gods – we make miracles happen but we don't have a good eyesight to see when it does happen . .

I am always caught up in one grid-lock or another when it comes to the “religious” aspect of me! Constantly wondering where do I fit? What I should and I should not believe?

So here is the answer – I don’t know! I don’t care to know! What I feel now is working and soon it will evolve to what works for my tomorrow. . .

Don’t worry be happy!

Even Aristotle (that Greek, wise, old guy) said, “Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of life, the whole aim and end of human existence”.

Listening to this on repeat these days; check it out! 

It felt like springtime on this February morning
In the courtyard birds were singing your praise
I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel alright
I carried them with me today, Now

As I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy

I wonder why I feel so high
Though I am not above the sorrow
Heavy hearted
Till you call my name
And it sounds like church bells
Or the whistle of a train
On a summer evening
I'll run to meet you
Barefoot barely breathing

It's not too near for me
Like a flower I need the rain
Though it's not clear to me
Every season has its change
And I will see you
When the sun comes out again

Dear fellow bloggers & readers – I loveeee all the emails :) 

Thank you for being my fellow travellers on this beaten path – let’s plant a marigold or two along the way!