Monday, December 31, 2007
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Home...
Country Roads, Take Me Home by John Denver
I made a big decision a little while ago.
I don't remember what it was, which prob'ly goes to show
That many times a simple choice can prove to be essential
Even though it often might appear inconsequential.
I must have been distracted when I left my home because
Left or right I 'm sure I went. (I wonder which it was!)
Anyway, I never veered: I walked in that direction
Utterly absorbed, it seems, in quiet introspection.
For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray.
And that is how I got to where I find myself today.
(From (c) The Indispensable Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson)
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
What a wonderful world....
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
(Louis Armstrong)
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
It's a magical world....
Poignantly, the last strip of Calvin and Hobbes. It is a magical world - a world full of new possibilities.
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
The Freedom of Being....
For all on their innermost journeys towards the freedom of being.
Often, it so happens, that, we cage ourselves by our actions, thoughts, passions, limitations, and experiences, only to start yearning to break free.
I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
(from Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand)
Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself. Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah. (Richard Bach)
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish....
Commencement Speech, Stanford University, 2005
The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything.
The entire text of the speech can be found here.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Water...
Reflection Lake, Mt. Rainier National Park, WA, USA; September 2007
Lessons to learn from water:
#1. Provides sustenance and happiness to everyone on its journey.
#2. Even the weariest river finally ends up in the sea.
#3. Just like the havoc caused due to floods/ the fury of water, we might be forced to take drastic measures during the tough undeniable moments.
Lessons to learn from water:
#1. Provides sustenance and happiness to everyone on its journey.
#2. Even the weariest river finally ends up in the sea.
#3. Just like the havoc caused due to floods/ the fury of water, we might be forced to take drastic measures during the tough undeniable moments.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Maa Tujhe Salaam...
Vande Maataram (1997)
Salutations to thee, Divine Mother!
Mother Goddess, the World and India.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Associative Nostalgia : Friends ....
Courtesy: Rockford (1999)
Like someone said, "Friends are the flowers in the garden of life".
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
The Road to Ithaca....
Ganeshgudi, India; December 2006
Below are some extracts from the masterpiece by Kavafis:
When you leave for Ithaca,
may your journey be long
and full of adventures and knowledge.
Do not be afraid of Laestrigones, Cyclopes
or furious Poseidon;
you won't come across them on your way
if you don't carry them in your soul,
if your soul does not put them in front of your steps.
I hope your road is long.
May there be many a summer morning,
and may the pleasure of seeing the first ports
bring you great joy.
Try to visit the markets of Phoenicia
and buy the very best.
Go to the cities of Egypt
and learn from a people with so much to teach.
Don't lose sight of Ithaca,
for that's your destination.
But take your time;
better that the journey lasts many a year
and that your boat only drops anchor on the island
when you have grown rich
with what you learned on the way.
Don't expect Ithaca to give you many riches.
Ithaca has already given you a fine voyage;
without Ithaca you would never have parted.
Ithaca gave you everything and can give you no more.
If in the end you think that Ithaca is poor,
don't think that she has cheated you.
Because you have grown wise and lived an intense life,
and that's the meaning of Ithaca.
Below are some extracts from the masterpiece by Kavafis:
When you leave for Ithaca,
may your journey be long
and full of adventures and knowledge.
Do not be afraid of Laestrigones, Cyclopes
or furious Poseidon;
you won't come across them on your way
if you don't carry them in your soul,
if your soul does not put them in front of your steps.
I hope your road is long.
May there be many a summer morning,
and may the pleasure of seeing the first ports
bring you great joy.
Try to visit the markets of Phoenicia
and buy the very best.
Go to the cities of Egypt
and learn from a people with so much to teach.
Don't lose sight of Ithaca,
for that's your destination.
But take your time;
better that the journey lasts many a year
and that your boat only drops anchor on the island
when you have grown rich
with what you learned on the way.
Don't expect Ithaca to give you many riches.
Ithaca has already given you a fine voyage;
without Ithaca you would never have parted.
Ithaca gave you everything and can give you no more.
If in the end you think that Ithaca is poor,
don't think that she has cheated you.
Because you have grown wise and lived an intense life,
and that's the meaning of Ithaca.
(Courtesy)
Learning to fly....
For most gulls, it is not flying that matters, but eating.
(from Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach)
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