A new baby is born

It seemed like just yesterday. A new baby was born. Cuddling itself under the wraps of her mother. Leaving behind the miseries of another woeful stretch and taking forward all the gains of goodness, she was born. Born with a lot of promises, a lot of unfulfilled desires, to seek the sought after, to give the ungiven, to share the unshared, to hope the unhoped, to make herself better, to make her compass better with a hope of joy, to unleash an infectious aura of laughter, to bless the cruel to transform. As providence would have it, her path became not all that breezy. She trampled over every hurdle, bruised and battered in the sea of changes, her eyes bloated and dried, her heart beaten and sunken, mercilessly pulled either ways by the vagaries of the world, death and destruction being her daily cuppa. Short specks of brightness and smile amid all the miseries were but an interim relief. The goodness of the smiles is etched in her, but the sadness of miseries is what soaks her. She has lived through the trauma and died through her life, carrying the little smiles between her lips that nourish her heart. Today, she gets a reincarnation. A new baby is born again. And as she peeps her head out of her mother's womb, her benevolent eyes sees in the distant horizon the solitary panacea to all her past miseries - Hope. And she prays the hope endures with her all through her new life, as she gears herself to jump into the new ordeal. May the Lord, carry her through her challenges and guard her through all the treacherous paths she would traverse. May the world loft her to cheer. May her company solace the languishing tears. May the goodness bestow her with an indomitable grit. May she come out with a fulfilling smile. Bless you my dear.

Aham brahmasmi

Mujme Shiv hai.. mujhe me Brahma.. mujme Vishnu.. mujme Krishna... Phir mein kahe mandir jaaoon Dharthi ambar parbat sagar Jise mein chahoon usey mein paaoon Phir mein kahe mandir jaaoon Aham brahmasmi... Aham brahmasmi... Translation: Within me is Shiv.. within me is Brahma.. within me is Vishnu.. within me is Krishna Then, why do I need to go to temple The Earth, Sky, Hills, Sea I get whatever I want Then, why do I need to go to temple I am Brahman... I am Brahman... -- Lyrics from the song "Aham brahmasmi" Film: Kisna Sung By: Sukhwinder Singh, Alka Yagnik Music By: AR Rahman, Ismail Darbar Lyrics: Javed Akhtar A real masterpiece of music...!!

Smart Alecs

Ram has this uncanny talent of reading the untold unseen meanings submerged underneath the unspoken words (whether spoken or not). Rini, I just came back after a long discussion with God on fixing up a day to embrace you. Both of us are very tired now. We shall resume tomorrow.

Here's an answer

There could be many a proverbial reasoning, for reasoning is but a line of thought. Thought is only a reflection of one's experience. Experience stems from the facts observed as it is, in conjugation with our myths and beliefs (and beliefs in myths). Beliefs, hacked and mouldered through generations, are as distinct as the persons possessing them. The siblings of the same family are distinct from their parents and distinct amongst them too. The truth of one is not the verity of the other. With the human psyche so amazingly distinct, its the best prescripiton for trouble to believe in reasonings of others. We do need to consider every view point, for every view is as respectable as its host, but there is a sea of difference between considering and convincing. If I convince myself of his reasoning without due consideration its never going to be long before I plaster my wounds. If I consider his reasoning and extrapolate my own experience and observe the facts in the lights of my experience, thats when I could do full justice to my existing in this world. Others reasoning are a good reference. But personal experience is the best teacher. If God Herself has to prove their reasoning wrong what could She ever do? If She revealed Herself as God Almighty, Queen of Heaven and Earth, and moved mountains to prove it, there are those who would reason out to say, "It must have been Satan". So, listen to your feelings. Listen to your Highest Thoughts. Listen to your experience. Whenever any one of these differ from what you've been told by your teachers, elders, friends or read in your books, forget the words. Words are the least reliable purveyor of Truth.