Prayer...

Prayer...robs your ego and drives you into meditation, a conscious state of existence. Put in other words, when you are experiencing latter, you are in a silent prayer. In this conscious state, your performance is at its fullest potential and tiredness is at bay and it benefits your surroundings as well. For many cooking is a daily prayer. Be it performing arts, or designing, or nurturing your pastime hobby. Such prayers bring in clarity of thought in the long-run.





I was stupefied seeing a middle-aged woman at the temple today drawing a 5mx5m kolam (paintings on sand using rice powder widely performed in Tamil Nadu). The way she deftly drew the kolam left me dazzled: she finished the whole drawing in less than twenty minutes. She was in fact praying...a silent prayer coordinating the mind and hand movement with the maths involved. She spread the virus of joy through this silent prayer.


If this is the case, then why have separate religious houses to pray? What I feel is that any religious-house is a congregation of the masses: we are bought-up in such a way that we pray when we enter such places thereby attaining the benefits of prayer.


There need not be any particular rules to pray and no one has the right to force people to pray in a specific manner. We pray for our own selves and not because people are watching us.

It rained...

A sudden drop in the temperature this morning, I woke up at 4.00 am to a mild breathlessness in me. I thought of those two people whom I knew only by their names. My friend also woke up around that time hearing to my wheeze. He had the same thought running in his mind too. Surrounded by a pod of grave silence, our minds were wide awake with a cacophony of thoughts.

Suddenly the clouds rained with a roar, drenching the dew damp roads…no thunder, no lightning, it just rained its soul onto the earth. It rained its way into the gravity of the silence, roaring into our thoughts, shattering them and created a void within.

The rain not only penetrated the soil, it penetrated into me and restructured my priorities, my view of life and my love for it. Like a tap closing, the rains stopped in twenty minutes. An hour later the sun rays pierced and made itself felt through the fog. I know for sure that the Sun will shine…shine for me, my friend, and those two never met acquaintances.

Love...

You do not love someone...you share the love of YOUR life with them...

(Felt and penned during my recent holiday vacation in Penang)

'TRYING'

Without trying out something you cannot conclude that you will fail

You tried crying seconds after you entered the world…and you cried for the first time
You tried spelling words…and you did talk

If you refuse to try... you would have never known your innate abilities…

And those which are earned without trying/sweating your blood are not relished…and the achievements fade with time.

And trying makes us younger and brighter…

So before you say you cannot do something…think if you have tried it.
And if someone says you cannot do it…refuse politely and say that ‘WE’ will try and conclude.

'I'

It is the 'I' factor that creates uniqueness...that creates wonders...that ascends the quality of your life. It is the 'I' that helps us breathe...It is the 'I' that keeps us really moving.

'We' as a team works when everyone loves their 'I's...
'Sharing' and 'Caring' happens when everyone respect others 'I's
Success is relished when 'I's join

Where are you...my 'I(eye)'s'
'I' love you all...

The Path to silence

The Path To Silence
Originally uploaded by siggito

The path to silence you are deep into a womb of thoughts.
Silence probes your thoughts...
Need for communicating arises then...

When wavelength's are aligned, communication between lives defies sound...then why did God create something called sound...

Feeling now, what I relished then...

My footsteps felt heavy thumping on the tar road. I could feel my footsteps clearly in the silence prevailing around...I returned from office to my friend's house just few minutes ago.
I was amused by the thought of how the earth would be feeling, when millions of people walk and automobiles race over it.
The same a colony of ants would be thinking of us when we stamp on them...killing them. I read this piece of thought written by Aurobindo/Mother, post the tsunami shaking off the Indian coast...
Then I relished those words, today I felt it.

Now I think the same with sleep which is taking over me... :)

Verbal voyeurism...

'Don't you watch MTV roadies?' questioned my friend as if I had committed a crime... Got to know from him that the TV series aired in MTV channel has to do something with adventure...Some colleagues of mine said they like the program because it has something to do with reality.

I forgot all of these conversations amidst my daily work…months passed by before I first witnessed this program. 

Returning back from office early, I saw my roommate watching the program. It was a selection for the ‘Roadies’ as they call. It was something like ragging and ripping apart a person. That was ok…

Last week I saw the roadies in action and found the participants verbally assaulting each other. Found that it has nothing to do neither with adventure nor with reality and what people relish seeing is just a vulgar pleasure in hearing something that is voyeuristic.

I just got up, felt the air engulfing my thoughts and went out for dinner mulling over my thoughts on what people really want as enjoyment.  

Is India's future in rite / wright / right / write / ryte direction!!!?

rite / wright / right / write / ryte... So much of similar rhyming words?

Yes, all these words were collated from responses to a questionnaire presented to women students of PSG College of Arts and Science in Coimbatore. The questionnaire was a part of the one-to-one initiative from Vasantha Memorial Trust for spreading the awareness on breast-self-examination among women. Around 900 girls were given the awareness talk.

My mother who was a part of the initiative was amused by the answer to a particular question (Answer: Right) Some of the answers were rite (the mobile SMS effect perhaps), wright(Where did wright brothers come into picture?), right, ryte(Again SMS effect), write(What to write?) and many more similar sounding compounds. Many did not choose to right the write answer...sorry, write the right answer!

This left me wondering whether we are marching into future in the right direction??

Real Work...

'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...'      _Ayn Rand from her 'Atlas Shrugged'

Real team work and fulfilling work starts when we understand the above lines in its entirety...

What do you say?

Birth Centenary of Arignar Anna

It is heartening to see that Tamil people world over instead of rejoicing the birth centenary of Arignar Annadurai, are complaining over the government order issuing a state holiday today. If the government had issued this order a month earlier, it would have been good for planning long vacations for them. To say the truth, we are selfish beings. Why not take this one day holiday, a chance to know about the great politician and literaturist of the modern Tamil.

I got a chance to relish one of his thoughts on ‘Rain’ where he speaks as rain and how people see him coming. Some welcome him; some consider him as a disturbance. Whatever be, he cannot stop and he has to reach the earth below. Reaching the land, he finds no easy route as most of the water bodies are ill maintained. So he wanders about reminiscing the songs sung in praise of him till he finds refuge in the vast ocean which is ever welcoming.

More info on his life and works can be got at
http://www.arignaranna.info/Home1.htm.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.N.Annadurai and www.tamilnation.org/hundredtamils/annadurai.htm

Fire of Zeal!

just for you
Originally uploaded by javadoug

In this early morning hour, the red streaks of the flower has ignited a fire of zeal and enthusiasm in me. Is the red-yellow-green strokes near the sepal, the mother of all thoughts?