This cute little space is like a speck in the universe -- insignificant yet part and parcel of it.
Ego, humans think, are massive and fill the earth and universe. Yet they are not even worth
the speck in the universe. On the other hand, the anti-ego (i will find another term for it)
is spiritual in nature and works on a different plane that is totally invisible and inaccessible to egoists.
If only people are devoid of bloated egos, which the float aorund,
the world will be a better place -- it can accommodate more
minds, reveal new insights from people never heard of or
seen, promote a multi spectrum of views, ideas and thoughts.
Bloated egos occupy so much space!
What they don't realise is they will pass off as
dust into the space.
What worries me is that their so-called souls
will pollute even the outer space! Let these not form
part of even the cosmic dust!
Speaking of the cosmic dust, I was wonderstruck when
I saw the Image of the Day at the NASA website
(on Aug. 12) -- that of a nebula. Oh! God! what an image!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
When things go dry
When something goes dry
When petropumps go dry
vehicles are stranded
machines grind to a halt
movement is curtailed
life is hit all around
When watertaps go dry
throats cry water
clothes pile up for wash
bathing chances lessen
streetbattles erupt
When feelings go dry
the heart hardens
humaneness goes
relationships snap
world becomes empty
When petropumps go dry
vehicles are stranded
machines grind to a halt
movement is curtailed
life is hit all around
When watertaps go dry
throats cry water
clothes pile up for wash
bathing chances lessen
streetbattles erupt
When feelings go dry
the heart hardens
humaneness goes
relationships snap
world becomes empty
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Thoughts on RD
Yet another travelling experience I had was not in a bus but in, what they call in Chennai and some other cities, a share auto -- on way to my office for night shift work.
As soon as I picked up and started glancing through a back issue of Reader's Digest, the elderly man sitting across had a sneak preview of an article on the health benefits arising from nuts which I wasn't exactly reading.
He told me he had a good stock of nuts at home but was afraid to eat them thinking it was not good for old people. Citing this, he wanted to read the article, and I gladly gave him the magazine.
After going through the best part of the article, he thankfully gave the issue back to me. I told him the RD is a treasure you can read anytime. He agreed and departed.
RD is also popular with a very old man, a relative of mine, to whom I had given some issues years ago. Though he is old he reads newspapers and some magazines.
I became an addict of RD after getting early exposure to it from my dear mother who used to bring it from her office. She used to enjoy Laughter the best medicine section and read out and share jokes with us.
I used to read mostly articles on self-development and get inspiration to do things.
Even now I buy back issues at cheaper rates on pavement side shops and read them while travelling or when free.
As soon as I picked up and started glancing through a back issue of Reader's Digest, the elderly man sitting across had a sneak preview of an article on the health benefits arising from nuts which I wasn't exactly reading.
He told me he had a good stock of nuts at home but was afraid to eat them thinking it was not good for old people. Citing this, he wanted to read the article, and I gladly gave him the magazine.
After going through the best part of the article, he thankfully gave the issue back to me. I told him the RD is a treasure you can read anytime. He agreed and departed.
RD is also popular with a very old man, a relative of mine, to whom I had given some issues years ago. Though he is old he reads newspapers and some magazines.
I became an addict of RD after getting early exposure to it from my dear mother who used to bring it from her office. She used to enjoy Laughter the best medicine section and read out and share jokes with us.
I used to read mostly articles on self-development and get inspiration to do things.
Even now I buy back issues at cheaper rates on pavement side shops and read them while travelling or when free.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
A Conversation
The first time I heard a mature discussion while travelling in a bus happened this Sunday (June 29, 2008). The conversation between two working men, seated behind me in the bus, engaged me and I sharpened my ears -- something I never do consciously.
The discussion centred around the need for improving one's general knowledge to be seen well educated by colleagues at the workplace. One person said that there is a need to know news in detail and reading a newspaper is the best way to do it. He said he was not allowed by his roommates to watch news on TV as the set is used by his juniors for watching movies and listening to songs for relaxing their minds. This has to be taken as a reality, he said. He jocularly said that the roommates also said that since he would be reading the newspaper there was no need to watch TV news. Good news for newspapers!
The other one said reading The Hindu newspaper's headlines alone would keep oneself abreast of news happenings. The paper also gave news in detail of important topics, he felt.
Then he switched to an article he read somewhere about how to deal with colleagues in the workplace and he listed them -- understanding the situation or issue, communicating with others, getting into grips over the subject,etc. He said he did not bother to wear dirty shirts -- probably he could not afford better clothes -- and he concentrated on the bob in hand. When the company introduced a dress code he gained in confidence.
The 10 or 12 minutes that I listened to them, without them realising it, was a valuable experience in the public transport in which usually one comes across heated arguments over silly matters.
The discussion centred around the need for improving one's general knowledge to be seen well educated by colleagues at the workplace. One person said that there is a need to know news in detail and reading a newspaper is the best way to do it. He said he was not allowed by his roommates to watch news on TV as the set is used by his juniors for watching movies and listening to songs for relaxing their minds. This has to be taken as a reality, he said. He jocularly said that the roommates also said that since he would be reading the newspaper there was no need to watch TV news. Good news for newspapers!
The other one said reading The Hindu newspaper's headlines alone would keep oneself abreast of news happenings. The paper also gave news in detail of important topics, he felt.
Then he switched to an article he read somewhere about how to deal with colleagues in the workplace and he listed them -- understanding the situation or issue, communicating with others, getting into grips over the subject,etc. He said he did not bother to wear dirty shirts -- probably he could not afford better clothes -- and he concentrated on the bob in hand. When the company introduced a dress code he gained in confidence.
The 10 or 12 minutes that I listened to them, without them realising it, was a valuable experience in the public transport in which usually one comes across heated arguments over silly matters.
The Green Cross
The New Post icon on the blogger.com site is itself rewarding. The Green Cross gives you the signal when you are at the crossroads. It's a positive indication that you will meet someone at the crossroads and your blog will be noticed by someone somewhere sometime.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Great India
What a Great Day it is (March 21, 2008) for India and the world. There is great
celebration, solemnity and remembrance among the followers of the major religions
-- Hinduism, Christianity and Islam.
It is a great coincidence that the Holi, Good Friday and Meelad-un-Nabi
fell on the day. For the Parsis it is 'Navroz' (New Year). The Turks also celebrated
the New Year 'Newroz.'
Down South India, it is an important day in the worship of Lord Murugan, called
the Pankuni Uthiram.
"Festive Friday for Amar, Akbar, and Antony," ran a creative heading on a leading
newspaper, reminding one of the title of a popular Hindi film of yester-year.
Scenes of multitudes offering prayers at churches and mosques and Hindus celebrating
the colourful festival of Holi makes one feel what a Great Nation is India, where
co-existence of major religions is a dominant feature.
Speaking of co-existence, my friend too opines that the crisis that China faces
over Tibet could be overcome if only co-existence is the order of the day.
The strength and vibrancy that India has offered me today, and obviously to multitudes,
is something that sustains one from the onslaught of forces inside and outside;
nourishes the mind; and enriches the soul.
Reading the Sermons from Calvary made me more attuned to the presence of the
Almighty. And thank God for giving me the time to reflect and write.
celebration, solemnity and remembrance among the followers of the major religions
-- Hinduism, Christianity and Islam.
It is a great coincidence that the Holi, Good Friday and Meelad-un-Nabi
fell on the day. For the Parsis it is 'Navroz' (New Year). The Turks also celebrated
the New Year 'Newroz.'
Down South India, it is an important day in the worship of Lord Murugan, called
the Pankuni Uthiram.
"Festive Friday for Amar, Akbar, and Antony," ran a creative heading on a leading
newspaper, reminding one of the title of a popular Hindi film of yester-year.
Scenes of multitudes offering prayers at churches and mosques and Hindus celebrating
the colourful festival of Holi makes one feel what a Great Nation is India, where
co-existence of major religions is a dominant feature.
Speaking of co-existence, my friend too opines that the crisis that China faces
over Tibet could be overcome if only co-existence is the order of the day.
The strength and vibrancy that India has offered me today, and obviously to multitudes,
is something that sustains one from the onslaught of forces inside and outside;
nourishes the mind; and enriches the soul.
Reading the Sermons from Calvary made me more attuned to the presence of the
Almighty. And thank God for giving me the time to reflect and write.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Racing against time
It dawns as usual
The clock ticks
Rough and tumble begins
Then the rush
It's maddening
To manoeuvre
cityscape
And the battle starts
Egos clash
Work tumbles
The cruise back
Is bumpy
Fraught with dangers
Home awaits
More work
Telly takes over
Crappy
sounds and
Gloomy stories
Sours the day
Occasional
Good tunes
Seem to soothe mind
Time to sleep
The battle continues
Even amidst sleep
The clock ticks
Rough and tumble begins
Then the rush
It's maddening
To manoeuvre
cityscape
And the battle starts
Egos clash
Work tumbles
The cruise back
Is bumpy
Fraught with dangers
Home awaits
More work
Telly takes over
Crappy
sounds and
Gloomy stories
Sours the day
Occasional
Good tunes
Seem to soothe mind
Time to sleep
The battle continues
Even amidst sleep
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