Change… the ultimate truth!

I was reading a book ‘Not without my daughter’ which is a story of a woman’s struggle for freedom. It was a deeply compelling book… but as always my mind went galloping on another tangent altogether – Change!

Change is omnipotent… ubiquitous… all-encompassing! It touches each one of us in more than one way. Be it a variation, modification, revolution, conversion, amendment, transformation… It can be in any form, of varying magnitude… but it is the ultimate universal truth whether we accept it or not.

Sometimes (actually most of the time!) it frightens me… what if I wake up tomorrow morning to find my parents don’t love me anymore? What if my friends don’t need me anymore? What if my children start hating me? What if I become evil? What if I don’t have faith in my beliefs any more? What if I lose my self respect? What if I die tomorrow? What if… … …

As I fret over these apprehensions, my body and soul burn with anxiety! My ‘what ifs’ are infinite… I can spend a lifetime brooding over them and still have more to mull over! So why do I put myself through it? WHY??

We change, people around us change, circumstances change, perceptions change, beliefs change – the only thing common is ‘change’! When change is preordained, why all the fuss? What is, is… and what will be, will be! I don’t know what will happen tomorrow… but I know for a fact what I have today! Irrespective of the indeterminate future, I truly cherish and treasure my life TODAY!

I know what is today may or may not be there tomorrow. This realization keeps me prepared for what life throws at me in the future… but that does not stop me from relishing this very moment of my life which is so full of love and hope! Hope floats over the sea of change…yes... Hope floats! :)

A trek through life...

A warm sunny day

A long winding path

A song on my lips

A bag on my back

I tread on… alone

Where to? What for?

For the journey has no end

No purpose, no goal…

The path is the destination

And the destination is the path

And so I tread on… and on… and…

As I walk along the twists and turns

I unearth, I explore, I ponder

Each moment a learning

Every lesson a blessing

Which in my bag I gather.

At the end of the day

I say a little prayer

For those who care

And touch my life in their own special way.

God bless!!

As the sun shines down on the wood

I gather my memoirs

And wrap them with as much love as I could

The path is the destination

And the destination is the path

And so I tread on… and on… and… ALONE.

Just Love

What is love… We can ponder over it for ages… but do we really need an answer? Love is a word which cannot be delineated by a definition… it is an emotion which needs to be felt in the esoteric corners of the subconscious. It frees the soul… and binds it at the same time! Love exhilarates, delights, tickles, beguiles, fulfills and enlivens the spirit. You begin to love yourself and the world around you… your existence is clouded by a miasma of euphoria. You see beauty in all creations around, in the chaste smile of a child, in the dew drops on blossoms, in the birds, trees, meadows, and the hills.

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 - 8 year-olds: "What does love mean?"

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy, age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri, age 4

"Love is when you go out to eat and you give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy, age 6

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
Bobby, age 7

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine, age 5

"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris, age 7

Sometimes we should just listen to children banter… They talk so much more sense than any of us! God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. It's our choice to listen or not. Open your heart… let it imbue with the magnificence of this ineffable emotion.

My forever friends!

Sometimes in life,
you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Friendship.
When you're down,
and the world seems dark and empty,
Your forever friend lifts you up in spirit
and makes that dark and empty world
suddenly seem bright and full.
Your forever friend gets you through
the hard times, the sad times,
and the confused times.
If you turn and walk away,
your forever friend follows.
If you lose your way,
your forever friend guides you
and cheers you on.
Your forever friend holds your hand
and tells you that
everything is going to be okay.
And if you find such a friend,
you feel happy and complete,
because you need not worry.
You have a forever friend for life,
and forever has no end.

Realm of Choicelessness...

All men and women are born,

live suffer and die;

what distinguishes us one from another is our dreams,

whether they be dreams about worldly or unworldly things,

and what we do to make them come about…

We do not choose to be born.

We do not choose our parents.

We do not choose our historical epoch,

the country of our birth,

or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing,

We do not,

most of us,

choose to die;

nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death.

But within this realm of Choicelessness...

we do choose how we LIVE!!

A Kaleidoscope of Faces

Everyday while traveling to and fro

I see so many faces,

At definite time, definite intervals,

Definite corners, definite places!!

So many faces I see-

That over –made up face,

that one, continuously tensed up

And that one, without a trace…

of anxiety or fear!!

That face always in a hurry,

And that cool and slow face

Without any worry!

That over-confident ‘egoistic’ face

And that face with a guilty look,

That bespectacled face whose life

Must be only in the pages of the book!

Innocent faces, quarreling and playing

With loads of books, water bags, tiffins and carrying,

Tensions only when

The exams are nearing…

That old face full of nostalgia

And those twinkling eyes full of dreams…

Stern faces, soft faces,

Faces full of powders and creams..

Each face has a different ‘outlook’

Each one has a different ‘aim’,

But despite the variation

Their destination is the same!!

Each must be having the same intentions

Of not getting lost in this crowd, this mess,

And of reaching such a level where it won’t remain

Just a mere face!!!