Do take a Flight, but do not forget to Alight...

"Dreams"...Life would be so incomplete without them. I can never imagine my Life without any dreams, whether they may be seen with eyes open or closed. They are important and oh so integral part of any one's life. And to keep going in this life, one should pull the carts of their lives with the horses of their dreams. It keeps you inspired.

But when we dream, when we take that flight towards the skies of desires its very important to not forget that what you left behind was the Real and more the time you stay away from it, more the energy it takes from you. Even when a bird flies, it has to alight from time to time. To take rest, to be back where it originally was. To relax and to realize that what it had was Temporary, which has to be left behind.

So do take a flight of your Dreams but with the realization of the Reality and the need to alight. Because even the wings of the dreams need to rest, you never know when will they manifest. Do take a Flight, but don't forget to alight.

Religion unites, but Religions Divide!!

P.S. ~[ Before some nerds start raising their fingers, here P.S. means pre-script, kyun bhai, post ne koi copyright le rakha hai kya?? and liya bhi hai to mera blog hai and mere thoughts, jo chahe likhoon!!:P;):D ]~ I know that i promised to be regular and write more than recent times, but there's always a lapse between resolutions and their execution, its not that easy after all!! he he, anyways, lets begin with the topic, which seems to be quite serious...shhhh... mazaak band, aur zara gaur karein....


From the recent happenings about the Ayodhya case, many thoughts cropped up in my mind and what caught my attention the most is a paradoxical thought about a religion and religions.

Waise to religions are meant to be a source of getting people together on the path to attain spiritual enlightenment and reach the supreme Lord, the so called divine father or the supreme being. But wonder have they ever met their true purpose??

Lets start from the time when there was no religion ~[duh!! before you guys start thinking of when your religion started, just to enter a race of "ours" being the oldest and richest religion,]~ or say at least when one religion wasn't aware of the others presence. ~[oho ab zyada dimaag na ladao, just imagine of such time's existence!! sochne mein kya hai!!]~ At that time, one came into the realization of the supreme power behind this entire creation and found ways to reach him. And enlightened others about the path and lead them the same way!! Now this is how a religion forms. The supreme being(God/Allah/Eeshwar/Rab), a person who shows a path(a spiritual leader, Jesus, Waheguru etc.) and the common man, the one, who has to see the moon(Supreme Soul) through the pointed finger(Spiritual leaders guidance).

The problem is that these people didn't realize before that the finger pointing the moon is not the only one. There are other fingers, showing the way from a different direction, which is true to their perspective, leading a separate path, but the common target. But instead of focusing on the target, they just started seeing and distinguishing the fingers and ultimately, there's no one who hit the birds eye!! And the one who does, shall be the true warrior, as Arjun!!

What if there's a leader at corner of all four directions, leading a group, pointing and moving towards a common target, say moon. Should they see the target and move towards it and unite with fellow travellers and make a marvellous journey together, towards the common goal or fight like people do to enter a 9:00 am Mumbai local??

If we see at a religion, it is nothing but a way to unite people to gather and understand the path to the realization of God, the one who's supreme. The superlative. And when its a superlative, it cannot be multiple. It can be just one. A mountain cannot have several tops and same shall apply here.

Its a bitter agony, that the travellers moving in same direction, towards same destination, but who started their journey from different sources are quarrelling on which source is greatest, whereas the reality is, that the greatest lies ahead of them and only if they all concentrate on destination, they shall know the reality. The journey shall all the way be peaceful and joyous and can be like a picnic going bus full of children awaiting with bated breath, of reaching their destination, no matter the way they started from!!

I'm back...FINALLY!!! phew.....

phmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm haaaaaaahhh.....(arre yaar chain ki saans to loon!! Am here after such a long time;):)). Before I start writing anything...I just wanna feel that I'm back...I haven't been into action here since when....but it feels grr8 to be back and I hope I be regular with my posts. The break wasn't a holiday for sure!!



Whatsoever, I am glad i made it back and I hope keep living it full time no matter what...coz we, are just humans and need to express...we aren't mechanical!! May be I forgot that things come and go, situations come and go. Bad times wont stay forever and neither will Good times. But shouldn't forget that whatever time it is, the time is to LIVE.

There was a time when I didn't have anything to write, there have been times when i had to but didn't have time to write or read here on blog-o-sphere. But today...I feel I have so much to write about!! And rahi time ki baat...well u just need to line up things in proper order its it. I think you always have the time!! You need to manage it properly. If you really wanna do it, you can make it.



Time has been at its pace since time eternal, its just that in the race of Life, in that zip zap zoom, we miss out the thing...we forget that Life is about "Walking" through that journey, to do it step by step. When we can enjoy each step to its fullest and just take its pleasure. I just wanna realize that its the joy of small things that makes our life so pretty, lovable. Its so lovely to find joy in this silly, small things. But that's how it is. And when we start looking at all such precious moments...we automatically slow down and admire and acknowledge the beauty of life and our movement becomes gracious on its own. The way it is supposed to be. And then we learn to look at life in a different way. The color of your spectacles change. And if you are able to sustain that, mind you, there is no damn thing that can stop you or hinder you in Life. Coz you are not running in Life, you are taking a walk, WITH Life!!:)

Defining Love

Yes, one more ode to the ever mysterious yet the most prevalent feeling called *Love*. People of all kinds, from all walks of life have tried to define and explore Love, tried, but not succeeded. What is it about Love that we all experience it, yet we cannot find out its meaning. What is it that keeps the minds reckoning about its secrets? The feeling that all endure but yet keeping them unsure about its existence. Such playful is this feeling that tricks the mind so cunningly, leaving it boggled and baffled about its reality. Can this feeling be ever defined in totality? I am no expert or an academician to play with words and create a set of words that in turn define one. Is Love really so complex feeling that leaves all puzzled yet amazed? Let us try and explore this Mystery of all time, "What is Love??"

Love has many definitions, may be definitions outnumber the population on this planet. Each one has its own definition, which with time and situation keeps changing its shades. I wonder, what is so special about Love, that makes it so special! A feeling that sets each heart ablaze and makes the soul ooh, aah and sigh all time. A feeling that makes you fly with no wings. A feeling that tickles and makes you giggle with no reason. A feeling that leaves an individual overwhelmed and full of joy, that it asks for no other pleasure. One of the purest and highest level of emotions that rules the world, which is not a property of Man but Soul. You may keep giving the likes and whens but you never hit the spot, when you are talking about Love. What is it that makes it so abstract and vague? Let us take a couple of Love concepts that have been told since the time eternal.



People "Fall in love". If its such a pure and high feeling that peaks the peak of emotions, then why one is to be said, falling in love? May be this is because Love teaches to be humble and lose your pride. When you are in love, you lose your identity and learn to identify yourself in someone else. May be because in love, the more you give, the more you feel content. The more you lose in love, the more you gain. The greater the fall, the greater the leap of transcendental spirit towards the higher realms.

Then they say, "Love is Blind". If such is the greatness of this feeling that takes you to a higher level, how can it deprive you from seeing the realities of this world. May be Love actually returns you your lost sight. Because Love shows you no other color, once in Love, you see or give nothing but love. Is it not the way to be? May be Love makes one a dog, that can see the Rainbow. (sorry for stealing this phrase, but i really love this, and for those who don't know, dogs are color blind!)



Aah...there are so many concepts, but not an exhaustive definition! Then how do you know when you are in love? Why cant we sustain Love when we see it all around and, if it is prevalent and so beautiful and colorful? I guess its present all over, but may be it is like white light, only when it receives showers, it reveals its colors and you can see the beautiful Rainbow shine. And like Rainbow wont shine till the sunshine and showers combine, Love doesn't shine and show its true colors without two parts that complete each other. We try to define Love, our minds reckoning? Mind doesn't know the language of love. The more we try to define, the more complex it gets. Love is the simplest of all emotions. Just give, give and give and you shall get it back in abundance. The one who gives and expects nothing but the joy of the beloved, is the one who actually gets Love. Mind can never understand Love because love belongs to heart and heart knows no theories. Its is one of the basic sanskars of the Soul. How can mind reach the property of the Soul? Definitions may be many, with the widest of spectrums, colors and textures, but feeling is one, *lOvE* <3


"Love means that which lasts forever. It doesn't diminish. It always grows and grows and grows and grows. That is not love that today we feel, and tomorrow we feel we don't love them anymore. If Love comes, it never goes. If it goes, it was never love."
- Huzur Maharaj Charan Singhji

[P.S.: Images: colors of love by ~himmado, deviantart.com
+Simply love+ by ~mARTy---, deviantart.com
Love by ~tigerlily88, deviantart.com]

Changing colors of Holi

"Maari pichkaari yara foorrrrrr..." he he..yup its that time of the year when colors are their splashiest best, taking their full form, ready to barge on whoever comes into their way, especially targeting the wet cholis and dupattas and saying "Bura na mano, holi hai" as pointed by a newspaper, and that too, in Bollywood ishtyle.

Its the fun-filled festival when people celebrate with colors and waters and play with maddo acts when bhang dancing on their heads and they who knows dancing where and putting and spreading hands and legs in which direction and what they do. Totally unabashed of the dos and don't s, its a care free festival, when you can do whatever you want. After all, its the celebration of the win of good over evil, as all festivals do, but with customs of its own.

And when a festival comes, no matter what, suddenly there starts a research of whats the reason of celebrating the festivals, and the dearest victims of this research are students. Just ask one to write an essay and they would come up with the story of Hiranyakashyap, Prahlad and Holika.(btw, poor students, exams always round the corner during holi time!!).Hmmmm.. So as most of you would know, I would not like to repeat the same old story and narration, rather, depict my interpretation of it and what actually Holi means. And how symbolic gestures are turned into self-convenient ways of reasoning and partying on drop of a hat.


With changing times, people change and so does the color of the society, then why shall the colors of this festival of colors not change?!!
I just woke up this morning with "dhachik dhachik dhig chag dhakchik" going on from all directions that exist, echoing with decibels high enough to murder someone. If my Dadi was alive I'm sure she would've died of heart attack today!!! Goodness, you call it Holi celebration??? Its no more than a disco party, celebrated with colors, an indianized version of disco-dallying to flirt around and a chance to get drunk in public and do as you feel like. Today's Holi celebration are synonymous with, rain-dancing, disco-dallying and getting talli to flirt around.

And all this in the name of celebrating a festival, which signifies the win of good over evil, sorry to say, but I guess the evil has already made its comeback in our form!! I am not against the celebration, but everything has its limits and ways to do. Tonnes of water wasted for rain dance, just for few hours of "Celebration" and noise pollution no less than a terrorist attack is not a "Festival celebration" yaar. Its like after raping someone, the rapist says, I was just celebrating!!!

I highly condemn this attitude of people!!

To me Holi, the day when we lit the holy fire, represents the end of the bad spirits and that's not just "Holika dahan" its the dahan of all our evil spirits that we should put into that fire and never look back. The next day is "Rang panchmi" signifying the celebration of this new birth, the new high of spirit and here doesn't mean you get talli and be high on spirits. Its when you are spiritually higher, feel light and are in bliss to celebrate. Colors signify our personalities. Each one of us is a unique color, we should learn to share and accepts each others colors and that's when we all are equal, here it doesn't mean a boss playing with colors with his peon, but the soul-consciousness, brings us to equal level as we all are nothing but souls, all equal in front of God, his children. And we need no noise to declare this, we can do it with peace or with a love-filled hug with our fellow brothers, sisters and loved-ones. Why do we need such loud noise to express happiness?? May be be because the mankind is turning deaf to the speech of real Happiness and peace. Aah,,,see, even now I can hear this song playing in the background..."Dekha jo tujhe yaar, dil mein baji guitar"!!! Duh!!!

Amidst all this, even I am feeling extremely terrible spiritually !! I wish I could be strong enough spiritually and play with this colors of Life. I wish I can really celebrate Holi. I hope with time, even the existing colors change and people know the reality, leaving behind this naive attitude and mirage of pleasure and celebration!!

The Lion cub

The real purpose of leading a spiritual life is that we should tear away the veil of maya (illusion) and matter, and recognize ourselves as the soul, which is super conscious and is a particle of the ocean of super consciousness
- Philosophy of the Masters


Here's a small story, which you may have heard, but the moral drawn may have never been the same.

A lioness who had just given birth to a cub had to leave it for a while to go out hunting. A shepherd found the cub, took it home and brought it up on sheep's milk. With time it grew up. One day a lion saw the cub grazing among the sheep. He approached the cub and said, "You are a lion."

"No, I am a sheep," replied the cub.

"No you are a lion," the lion repeated. But the cub would not believe him.

"Come with me to the river," the lion said.

When they reached the river, the lion said, "Look into the water. Don't you and I look the same?"

"Yes" the cub was convinced.

"Now roar with me," said the lion.

As they roared, the sheep and the shepherd fled.

Our senses are the sheep and our mind is the shepherd. The mind has confused the soul through the senses. Just as the lion comes in contact with the cub, the Master meets the soul and says, "You are the soul, the particle of the supreme Lord, go within and realize your self"
Under the guidance of a Master, the soul discovers its true identity and becomes free of the mind and the senses.

(P.S. Image : 0 by ~jessicaheckel : deviantart.com)

To Pakistan, With Love:)

Excuse me for the late post actually wanted to post it on 1st Jan, but have been quite busy with some stuff...so..umm...neways...better late than never!!

I liked this initiative taken by the T.O.I. and Jung Group and hence sharing with you.

(An excerpt from The Times of India, front page, January 1, 2010, Friday)


LOVE

PAKISTAN

Feels odd to see those two words side by side doesn't it?

Terror, hatred and fanaticism somehow sit more comfortably in our minds when we think of the other side of the border.

Words that we've been fed in daily doses over the last six decades. And in greater doses over the last one year.

Shutting our minds to the undeniable truth that people across border are, above all, people. Like us.

So here's a question. Is there any chance at all, that we could still raise a hand, not in anger, but in greeting?

Depends on who raises his hand first, some of us would say. Also how, whisper a few others. But mostly it all boils down to one simple question.
Why?
Why must we do it?
Why do we need them?
Why don't they first say sorry for what they've done?
And answer is simple.

It is easier to say Hi than to say Sorry. Its shorter too. Besides, there is no rule that says a book has to be closed before a new one is opened. Not even if its a History book.

So on the first day of this new year, we are gonna make a start. Again.

With Aman ki Asha. A brave, new people-to-people initiative by the Times of India and Pakistan's Jang Group to bring the people of two fine nations closer together. Culturally, emotionally and peacefully.

Starting with a series of cross-border cultural interactions, business seminars, music and literary festivals and citizens meets that will give the bonds of humanity a chance to survive outside the battlefields of politics, terrorism and fundamentalism.

In the hope that one day, words like Pakistan, India and Love will not impossible in the same sentence.

Aman Ki Asha
An Indo-Pak peace project
THE FIRST STEP