Random thoughts @ early morning !

Morning is not my favorite time of the day- and it is not the best of time to take up the pen/keyboard whatever! I am cranky, crabby and crotchety...especially if I have to wake up at 5.30 ,thanks to Chibu's football match and to meet a deadline for my incomplete tasks! My attention span is at it's lowest, and at the slightest pretext I will browse Jabong, Craftsville , Flipkart and all the shopping sites that thrives cos of suckers like me
( Bhaskar's opinion) ! And there is Angry Birds, my latest addiction ( that again Thanks to Chibu- cos if he hadn't taught me to play , I wouldn't have known how to use the mouse to maneuver that sling )!! Last evening I deactivated my second Facebook account .A whole lot of names popped up who would miss me ! Miss me? wow! I hardly knew them....they were my students at some point of time, or my friends of yore ....from whom I have moved away or maybe vice-versa...or the random people FB thinks I can be friends with :((( ! The reason for deactivating threw up a number of options..I thought I would be truthful and choose "I spend too much time on FB"....something which even my boss complained about once!!!But then I chose to be civil and chose "I have another account"!
......... Amidst all that I sent a silent prayer for Dalia's daughter...hope she gets what she wants....I know the agony of a mother's helplessness ! JGD !

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A holiday with self :)

A long overdue blog about the path that I was seeking , or did the path seek me out ? Over the years the sheen of belief was wearing off and I was beginning to question the master about the magic - about faith becoming commercial, about what Bhaskar stated, "This is all about money". Packing my bags off and going solo isn't very uncommon in my life, but this time I was not on work per se. Checking-in into the Ashram, was on my bucket-list for ever-since, and it was an amazing experience. Despite the crowd, the ambiance just reverberated with a mix of reverence, energy , faith, hope, prayer - and questions too ! Like I mentioned before meditation was not about spiritual pyrotechnics, but a metaphor connected to life. Like the corner I chose had a vantage view of the stage and despite a stench that started emanating from the corner, I just could not leave that place, for the view that corner offered got me stuck there. Life is like that, we are often stuck in the rut , ...

Morning bells are ringing ......

Heidi lived in Alps with her Alms uncle - I read this story in a book that was called The Big Big Story Book and it had a compilation of amazing stories that were my first foray into the world of English story books. Recently on a long flight I watched the movie much to delight of the young steward who was our attendant that night. My first glimpse of the Alps was from our flight ...the dawn breaking to spread the orange hues over the snowy terrain...looked mesmerizing even to someone who is not too fond of the mountains. Switzerland was beautiful, with its manicured terrain and flowers like pretty maids all in a row, picture perfect setting and breathtaking, like a touch me not porcelain beauty. Coming from my "elo melo" city I wondered how people managed to keep a country so organized , I have trouble keeping my room in ship shape...... No, I would not like to live there ......it's too distant and too cold ,but what I will carry in my heart is the awesome time .......

rain on me .....

And the rains came....after days of heat, sweat and grime, suddenly everything looked washed clean , like freshly soaped linen ! The droplets hung on the leaves and the single rose in the bush, and the car got badly sprayed with mud....but who cares ? The sound of rain is the best music I heard in a long long time. And I could finally spot the elusive squirrel that was making a racket all these days and I just hoped the cat doesn't kill the squirrel.... It is a dog eat dog world...both the kittens died, one killed by the dog and the other run over. Only last Monday I was watching them frolic as I sipped my tea. Terrorism and unmindful killings do not have a boundary, from my garden to the world outside , no one is safe anymore. Just the other day I was thinking , these kittens are safe within the four walls of the garden and good that they have learnt to climb trees....but I did not foresee that they too would venture out. And my Tarot prediction on Facebook was ...

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