lalaland

Its true. Its an absolute storm of weddings descending upon us...
I could use a gentler description but a storm is what it feels like... strong. gleeful. giddy. incoherent. and inevitable :)

A is marrying A. A is marrying A.
(four different A's)
All been in looooouuu for vast periods of time in this insanely paced hormone-driven generation.. (+6 years)
Its a great feeling when looouuu battles it out and reaches the (assumed)tranquility of married life.

If the image of marriage could be put together.. I'd think of it as a soft car purring its way through post midnight traffic.. and the two (monogamy) gently resting against each other.. worn out by the seemingly endless day and comfortable in the warmth of the silence that envelopes them.

I deliberately penned down this current vision of marriage. I think I'd like to read this again someday and see just how close to the truth this image was :)

Warmth. Comfort. Love. Consistency.
I'd be a fool to expect someone external to make me feel these things.
Because the way life has revealed itself so far... It would seem.. either we find them within or do without them and whine.

On the path to discover the former.
Hoping to gently fall in love with the journey... because thats the only way to live. In love.

Love Light and Warmth to everyone
and Puchheeees

(within)ribbons of blue

our mind may just be like this deep blue sea... with green weeds.. shimmery reflections bouncing off fish.. magical corals.. and sand at the very surface of the bottom.. and tiny invisible gaps in between those grains of sand... little magic. ah. i meant. our mind is full of thoughts.
and each thought is unique, but popping up habitually.... each thought has an energy.. has a memory and maybe a hope in the future... it could cause a pang, a soft smile, 'heart'ache, and giggles... or even a single thought could discharge all the others and bring the self to Balance.
i watch the self brimming to the surface of the sea.. the tiny thoughts of everyday living. with the saltiness of an ache.. with the gloss of a desire.. with the tremblings of the unknown..
but i wait
i wait for it to all surface and melt away
and sometimes melt away only half formed
because i watch the self dissolve who i was to become the original i
the i sans this swirling mass
i in the element
the i of strength
the i connected...

if it doesn't lead to peace and harmony
i will not hold on to it

a whole lotta Perspective

what I miss about being driven around
-being able to close my eyes each time a breeze wraps itself around me
-sleeping
-zoning out to music

what I like about driving
-learning the roads... finally
-the lack of guilt at driver bhaiya waiting
-the fact that I can reach the most beautiful place on earth when needed :)

I can always zone out sometime else.
Thank you God for all your blessings

of Strength

So Boohoo I didn't get exactly what I wanted..
What about the gazillion (read countless) times I Did.
What about the endless stream of tiny miracles that outline everyday?
when that moronic pedestrian Isn't hurt by the car I'm driving
when everyone is safe and sound (and the world is frighteningly not)
when guidance is received, through so many channels
when Inspiration doesn't slip through ones fingers

how big of a deal IS it if I didn't get exactly what I wanted
we need to constantly remember (and I share because its what I Am going through)... to constantly remember that whatever is happening is for our OWN greatest good, strength and growth. the Faith that the Universe IS looking out for us. because it is... and all we have to do.. is keep that in mind.

oh Boohoo sam. Keep the faith alive.
psst- since everyone pretty much already knows who I am.. I'm sam.
and I don't really care who knows that (now) :)
taa.. oh and I'm a qualified karmic healer now.. so those seeking sessions in Delhi may contact me
*grins*
lets get seriously empowered.
love and light

r for Roarrrrr

Often the difference between someone smart and someone brilliant is how much time they've spent alone digesting all that they've experienced.
Experienced tangibly and also through books. World history, geography, politics, leaders, architecture.. you name it. and the period of ruminating over it all... watching the pieces float slowly to the ground and settle. to form a pattern.

Not only have I not read 'enough' but I haven't let it come together to form a coherent perspective. I actually wonder how I landed up in a class full of University toppers from all over India. sounds scary, right? Not everyone is Mr/Ms Brilliant of course, some people are just regular bright/smart/hard working... Have to actually put together a presentation by mid-next-week. teensy bit terrified. and any updates from friends are through their blog posts. We're all so past the 'different paths' place that our movement is not even remotely aligned. which is fine. Need to spend WAY more time at University library cramming up. Esp if I want to make it through to the direct Phd route.
But I'm not doubting my ability or finding it lacking. I'm recognizing a need to work hard and gain some serious knowledge :) and for all those having a not so great day... realize that you're beautiful, intelligent people brimming with potential to be even more fantastic. All of you... all of us. We just need to apply ourselves towards whatever we think is worth accomplishing for a happy peaceful life. Love to all.

GK

For those lucky enough to be in Delhi right now. I recommend trying to catch an Art Exhibition in M Block.. you may think I'm absolutely crazy.. but drift towards where McD's used to be and glance in on a blue decor shop window. Climb upstairs and Voila.. Joy.
If you do manage to go, please share the experience :)

ps- Nope, I'm not the artist and this isn't a sneaky way of self-promotion... Taa...

It was the first week of Bachelors and a few of us decided to go to the nearest mall and talk (eat?..)... Anyway, the 6 of us sat down outside and fell into discussion about what we really wanted to do. Out of the six of us... five of us said we wanted to write fiction. Some of us shared what we'd already attempted... and now 5 years later.. I see a lot of blog posts.. but no novel that I helped create. Sometimes during the day I find myself thinking/muttering something that I know if I read in a story... or a movie... I'd snort with laughter. Its at those moments that I wish I could just pen it down... not just the line. The Exact context. A girl just like the way I view myself and the situation exactly as it appears to the girl at that moment. Somehow it isn't coming naturally to me to actually write anymore.. even flash fiction. But I know I still want to write. I want that discipline writing demands. and I know that discipline will come with practice and falling into that habit. Till the words can finally flow... from where I know they still churn.
Psst- caught Rise of the Planet of the Apes recently.. good enough...more interesting after I google-ed all previous film summaries.. (start at 1971).