Sunday, March 27, 2011

World is a mirror of our own self

"जाकी रही भावना जैसी, प्रभु मूरत देखी तिन तैसी "-Tulsidas.

The kings present at Sita's swyamvar were in awe of Lord Rama and everyone looked on the Lord's form according to the conception each had about Him.
 
I am wondering how true this is irrespective of the time, place and context. "The world is simply a mirror, reflecting back to us our own inner state". The way we see the world is a refection of ourselves. Our judgment/ statements about others are more a statement of ourselves. Therefore they serve as a basis of our assessment by others. And tell others of what state of mind we are in. 

Saturday, March 26, 2011

A city called Mathura

For some its a crowded city
with hustle & bustle from morning to night
For others its a holy city
-the birth place of Krishna
Some talk about the eternal love of Radha-Krishna

Some want to enjoy the Holi of Barsana
Others want to visit  Gokul, Vrindavan and the arti of Yamuna
Some want to taste the delicious Pedas, Khurchan and Mishri-malai
Others cannot forget the pestering Pandas and the sneaking monkeys all around
The ghats, dancing peacocks, foreigners and what not.

But to me, when I close my eyes and see Mathura,  I see my home, my childhood and the smiles of my folks.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Memories...

आज जब रात को बाहर यूँ ही नजरे पड़ी तो देखा हल्की हल्की बर्फ गिर रही थी. उस बर्फ की चादर पर खरगोश के नन्हे बच्चो को खेलता देख कर घर का आँगन याद आ गया.  हरसिंगार के सफ़ेद फूल घर के आँगन में इसी तरह हम पर गिरा करते थे. जब हम सब देर रात तक खेलते थे तब भी यही लगता था रात जल्दी ना चली जाए , आज भी यह  लग रहा  है सुबह जल्दी न हो जाए. स्मृति-कलश से कब क्या छलक कर सामने आ जाये, कोई नहीं कह सकता. 

(Tonight  as I glanced out, saw the snow flurries falling. Seeing the young rabbits playing on the sheet of powdery snow made me remember my childhood. The white flowers of Harsingar in the courtyard of the house fell on us the same way as the snow flurries when we played around. Playing late at night everyone wished that night does not pass away quickly, and even today I wish that the dawn does not step in early. It is hard to predict what spills out of the memory-pitcher or what an old memory wave pitches at you.)


 Although i ventured outside to take a glimpse of the Super moon but the snow flurries, the powder on the ground and the rabbit family was an equally gratifying sight for me and i will remain thankful for that. :-)


Sunday, March 13, 2011

On books

I am not sure whether I will love e-readers ( though they make books available at lower prices and make them easily portable); reading the printed hard bound copy has a wonderful feeling- touching and flipping the pages, the experience of crisp and nutty smell of the book and the most important is I never get that joy while searching online which i get in the bookstores. Spending time in and around the books all over with coffee and light music in backdrop. That is bliss. Many others like it as well, I always find these bookstores  quite full with book lovers reading and browsing.
Yesterday, I went to Chapters and was browsing through the "Deal section" and though I got a good bargain on classic fictions of Jane Austen but a bug has been troubling my mind since then. I thought of sharing it here, may be I will get the answers. So here it is:

  • How does the publisher/ author estimate the cost of his/ her own book.
  • Whether the content of the book decides the cost of the book. Does the cost of the book influence its sales. If you want to buy a book would you buy a costly one or one that is not so expensive, or is it the size of the book.
  • Why are the great classics (first hand) in discount sections. Does this show unpopularity and distaste that the general reader has developed for them, are they anachronous or is it the book-store wants to clear  the stock asap.
  • What is the use of a knowledge that you want to share with the world but only some people can afford it. I  am thinking about the old age epics which were handed to next generation and popularized by rote.
Actually the word "Bargain books" bothers me, as if there is no difference between the books and other commodities and that is a troubling feeling for me. 

Thursday, March 10, 2011

My Mistake

I was playing around with the settings on the blog and unknowingly clicked the hide comments. I noticed it today. Sorry about any inconvenience caused.

Monday, March 7, 2011

The Driving force

Only the innocence of kids can solicit a smile which you cherish for long. Today in the mall we were in a lineup for coffee, near the escalator that was for riding downwards. And a little boy, I think he must have been 4 or 5 year old, was  at the end of the escalator pulling the side rail  like a rope as it was rolling down.

It was great fun for the kid who was just playing with the side rail, but for the lookers-on it did give an impression that the kid was moving the escalator down. I was almost reminded of the managers at work who think they are running the show and are indispensable, and if they were not there, the roll of daily events, the normal business would stop. The leaders, the driving force. They walk fast in the hallways, run from one meeting to another and are often attending emails while in meetings. The busy bees.

Some time mundane things throw great analogies.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

A birthday Log

When I was in school, I always wished that my birthday never fall on sundays and holidays. The birthday was the most awaited event of the year and why waste it on a sunday when you could be in school where you get treated specially among friends and teachers. I used to keep a count of who wished me and who did'nt, a habit that I keep to this day. I also reminded my near and dear in case they forgot, something I do even now. I guess some habits do not change with time. For people who are close to your heart why be formal. My birthday was not a day event but a couple of week event and I kept myself busy with planning. The birthday got marked on the calendar the day the new one arrived in new year. I do not do that now. Things happened that I guess have mellowed down my enthusiasm for celebrations.

My birthday now is more like a personal thing and I do not party or dine with friends anymore.  I do not also visit any temples as my belief in the Holy side has been a little shaky always. What I do though is treat myself with some special gifts. This year I bought myself a Macbook Pro which is quite different and better than the laptops I have been used too. I am sitting with it trying to improve my Mac skills and chatting with my family.

So much for my birthday. Happy birthday to Me. Enjoy !!

Thursday, March 3, 2011







देखिये तो लगता है,
ज़िन्दगी की राहों में,
एक भीड़ चलती है,
सोचिये तो लगता है,
भीड़ में हैं सब तन्हाँ,

जितने भी यह रिश्ते हैं,

काँच के खिलोने हैं,
पल में टूट सकते हैं,
एक पल में हो जाये,

  कोई जाने कब तन्हा!

देखिये तो लगता है,

जैसे यह जो दुनियाँ है,
कितनी रँगी महफ़िल है,
सोचिये तो लगता  है,
कितना ग़म है दुनियाँ में,
कितना ज़ख़्मी हर दिल है !


वो जो मुस्कुरातें थे, 
जो किसी को ख्वाबों में ,
अपने पास पाते थे ,
उनकी नींद टूटी है ,
और हैं वो अब तन्हाँ!


देखिये तो लगता है,
ज़िन्दगी की राहों में,
एक भीड़ चलती है,
सोचिये तो लगता है,
भीड़ में हैं सब तन्हाँ!