Thursday, December 3, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Soulmate...
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys,
and keys to fit our locks.
When we feel safe enough to open the locks,
Our truest selves step out
and we can be completely and honestly who we are;
We can be loved for who we are
and not for who we're pretending to be.
Each unveils the best part of the other.
No matter what else goes wrong around us,
with that one person we're safe in our own paradise.
Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings,
our sense of direction.
When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up,
chances are we've found the right person.
Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
-- Richard Bach
Thursday, August 6, 2009
White Magic ...
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Painting Warli...
Was trying my hand at painting Warli and this outcome makes me all happy :D
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Vision of a beach...
Beaches and sunny boi always make me happy :)
Remembering a recent trip to one with sunbeam, I think of this song
Remembering a recent trip to one with sunbeam, I think of this song
There's a calm surrender to the rush of day
when the heat of the rolling world can be turned away
an enchanted moment, and it sees me through
it's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you
And can you feel the love tonight
it is where we are
it's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
that we got this far
and can you feel the love tonight
how it's laid to rest
it's enough to make kings and vagabonds
believe the very best
it is where we are
it's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
that we got this far
and can you feel the love tonight
how it's laid to rest
it's enough to make kings and vagabonds
believe the very best
There's a time for everyone if they only learn
that the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn
there's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
when the heart of this voyager beats in time with yours
that the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn
there's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
when the heart of this voyager beats in time with yours
- soundtrack 'Can you feel the love tonight' from 'The Lion King'
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Stop reading between the lines...
can you trust me the same way i have trusted you?
can you spare me of suspicion?
can you be my strength and not a reason to despair?
can you count on me in your hour of need?
can i hope to be at peace instead of being at war?
can i follow my heart when it leads me to happiness?
can i share the same happiness with you without causing you pain?
can i stand by you through all your plans, joys and sorrow?
can WE together build a better tomorrow?
can WE be each others reason to smile?
do WE have it in us to be at harmony?
Saturday, April 11, 2009
The Gift...
What can I give you, my lord, my lover,
you who have given the world to me,
showed me the light and joy that cover
the wild sweet earth and the restless sea?
All I have are gifts for your giving--
if I gave them again, you would find them old,
and your soul would weary of always living
before the mirror my life would hold.
What shall I give you, my lord, my lover,
the gift that breaks the heart in me:
I bid you awake at dawn and discover
I have gone my way and left you free.
you who have given the world to me,
showed me the light and joy that cover
the wild sweet earth and the restless sea?
All I have are gifts for your giving--
if I gave them again, you would find them old,
and your soul would weary of always living
before the mirror my life would hold.
What shall I give you, my lord, my lover,
the gift that breaks the heart in me:
I bid you awake at dawn and discover
I have gone my way and left you free.
-- Sara Teasdale
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Happiness... an illustration...
Project - My book of Pictorial Grammar
Page 3 - Abstract noun - "Happiness"
Usage - "Happiness cannot be bought with money"
PS: This pic is way back from school [St. Ann's (ICSE), Secunderabad, Class 7 'C'] ... the happiest times ever..!! and was part of an english class assignment.
This book = My treasure
Page 3 - Abstract noun - "Happiness"
Usage - "Happiness cannot be bought with money"
PS: This pic is way back from school [St. Ann's (ICSE), Secunderabad, Class 7 'C'] ... the happiest times ever..!! and was part of an english class assignment.
This book = My treasure
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Sita sings the blues...
a friend shared this movie with me and it just made my day :D ...!!
super creative ...!! an amazing work of art.. i am bowled over by it...!!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Our earth needs more than an Hour...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
If...
If you can keep your head when all about you
are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
or being hated, don't give way to hating,
and yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream,and not make dreams your master;
If you can think,and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster,
and treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken,
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings,
and risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
and lose, and start again at your beginnings
and never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew,
to serve your turn long after they are gone,
and so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the will which says to them - "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
and which is more - "You'll be a Man, my son!"
are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
or being hated, don't give way to hating,
and yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream,and not make dreams your master;
If you can think,and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster,
and treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken,
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings,
and risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
and lose, and start again at your beginnings
and never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew,
to serve your turn long after they are gone,
and so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the will which says to them - "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
and which is more - "You'll be a Man, my son!"
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
An Escapede...
i sometimes dream of an escapede to some natural paradise... where i can swim in the tranquil waters with abandon.... sit and smile into a welcoming sunrise... watch the birds fly in and out of their nest, hear their little ones chirping... stay transfixed at the awesomeness of auroras, the canyons...learn about the endless wonders of the universe...dedicate life to preserve whatever is left.... far away from mundaneness, far away from needless cry... happy and smiling, experiencing boundless energy each day.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Anton Chekov says...
(Pssstt ... My own views on the sacred knot have not been any rosy. In fact, the thought of marriage still freaks me out to this day, although I have kind of given into the thought now, that this fear would come to pass one day and I would eventually 'happily' step into it too.)
About this quote.. I chanced upon it at AskOxford's 'Quote of the week' section.
A doctor, playwright and story writer...needless to say, Anton Chekov's persona is extraordinary and I'm his huuuuuggge fan ..!!!
Some links here...
PS - picture is an edited version of his Portrait by Chekov's brother Nicholas, 1883
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
A lost word...
I lost a word yesterday..
unguarded, from my tongue;
It slipped into the atmosphere..
then trouble had begun..!!
A dozen others followed it..
they filled the room with grief;
No matter then what word I said..
it could not bring relief..!!
If only I had stopped that word..
before it crossed my lips;
My day had been a happy one..
sweet with companionship..!!
I think I wasted yesterday..
hurt self as well as friend;
Today I want to watch my words..
and let no one offend..!!
unguarded, from my tongue;
It slipped into the atmosphere..
then trouble had begun..!!
A dozen others followed it..
they filled the room with grief;
No matter then what word I said..
it could not bring relief..!!
If only I had stopped that word..
before it crossed my lips;
My day had been a happy one..
sweet with companionship..!!
I think I wasted yesterday..
hurt self as well as friend;
Today I want to watch my words..
and let no one offend..!!
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