I really don't know how many people actually face this dilemma at some time in life. Which is the best way to live?
To find the quite within one self or to loose the self in the hustle, bustle and noise of the outside world?
As I go deeper into myself (where ever- the heart, mind, soul or conscience); the connect with the outside world gradually fades away....the humming sounds slow down and gradually they fade away. All the noise in my head is replaced with a powerful silence.....I feel this is the kind of silence which exists in the Deep Blue Universe. The Universe (outside the earth) must be a very quite place. Nothing to disturb the silence. No Trains & Buses, no phones or people...........eternal silence! The more I travel within myself; more I connect with an eternal silence of the Deep Blue Universe. Its a mystery. How can a Human mind, caged in a human body connect with the far away Universe? Yes, there is a bridge. A mystical bridge called meditation.
'While deluded, one is called a common mortal,
but once enlightened, he is called a Buddha.'
The Bodhi tree is symbolic of divine knowledge.
Lord Buddha attained Boddhisattva
under the branches of this tree.
Inviting like mindedpeople to share views on
happiness, life, karma and spirituality.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Swearing In Of Barrack Obama as the 44th President of USA
Just finished watching the swearing in ceremony of the new President of America, Barrack Obama. Undoubtedly, a grand event. Awesome. A strong message to the World. The power of America. Supremacy of America over the world. It was a very costly ceremony for a nation which is struggling with recession, job cuts and terrorism.
What touched my heart was the vulnerability of the Obama family. His wife looked emotional and out of place. His father, caught in the moment. His daughters enjoying the moment, probably not realizing the criticality of this ceremony in the world history.
What made me wake up, almost in the middle of night and capture this moment and feelings on my blog was Barrack Obama himself- he looked somber, detached and tense. There is an air of intellect and spirituality which Obama carries around. It was as if he was telling himself, I must be strong. Something about Barrack Obama is very arresting. Something about him brings hope.
What also touched me about the telecast was one old black woman. She was extremely emotional, greatly touched by his swearing ceremony. The pride on her face; to see a black man (an African) taking oath to the most powerful position in the world. It is probably for the first time in the history of Africa that an African has raised to such great heights. More so because Africans have always been looked down upon in history as slaves. Modern world talks about Africa as a poor, developing nation.
I sincerely wish Barrack Obama all the very best! He has a daunting task ahead of him. Barrack Obama spoke of hope & virtue. May god grace him with Honesty and Virtue. Good luck to the citizens of America.
What touched my heart was the vulnerability of the Obama family. His wife looked emotional and out of place. His father, caught in the moment. His daughters enjoying the moment, probably not realizing the criticality of this ceremony in the world history.
What made me wake up, almost in the middle of night and capture this moment and feelings on my blog was Barrack Obama himself- he looked somber, detached and tense. There is an air of intellect and spirituality which Obama carries around. It was as if he was telling himself, I must be strong. Something about Barrack Obama is very arresting. Something about him brings hope.
What also touched me about the telecast was one old black woman. She was extremely emotional, greatly touched by his swearing ceremony. The pride on her face; to see a black man (an African) taking oath to the most powerful position in the world. It is probably for the first time in the history of Africa that an African has raised to such great heights. More so because Africans have always been looked down upon in history as slaves. Modern world talks about Africa as a poor, developing nation.
I sincerely wish Barrack Obama all the very best! He has a daunting task ahead of him. Barrack Obama spoke of hope & virtue. May god grace him with Honesty and Virtue. Good luck to the citizens of America.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Celebrating 26th January, Indian Republic Day
An ode to India, my motherland, My Matrubhumi!
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
Words are inadequate and difficult to define
Feeling of love, for this nation of mine.
It is dear to me with its field and farm
For it has taught me all that I am.
Respect for differences and faith in divine
Spirituality is our nation's life line.
Glory of Himalayas, piety of Ganges and gaiety of Goa
India is a land of Ram, Rahim, Christ and Mary amma…
Values & virtues are still alive
Respect for parents, elders and teachers is a matter of pride.
Old live among the young and says the little boy,
Touching elder's feet gives immense joy.
Agreed there is population explosion
Poverty, Illiteracy & Corruption.
Roads are dirty, crowded and pothole ridden,
But for me they thrive with life, warmth and lead to the Eden.
They say West is the best, I beg to differ
Their super-highways, clean cities are empty coffers.
'Cos they lack life and its simple treasure troves,
Food tastes better when eaten with hands and served with love.
Being an Indian, lies in my very existence
Not in its rat race or power grabbing games...
Words are inadequate, and difficult to define
Feeling of pride for this motherland of mine.
Words don't express my gratitude to this nation
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
Words are inadequate and difficult to define
Feeling of love, for this nation of mine.
It is dear to me with its field and farm
For it has taught me all that I am.
Respect for differences and faith in divine
Spirituality is our nation's life line.
Glory of Himalayas, piety of Ganges and gaiety of Goa
India is a land of Ram, Rahim, Christ and Mary amma…
Values & virtues are still alive
Respect for parents, elders and teachers is a matter of pride.
Old live among the young and says the little boy,
Touching elder's feet gives immense joy.
Agreed there is population explosion
Poverty, Illiteracy & Corruption.
Roads are dirty, crowded and pothole ridden,
But for me they thrive with life, warmth and lead to the Eden.
They say West is the best, I beg to differ
Their super-highways, clean cities are empty coffers.
'Cos they lack life and its simple treasure troves,
Food tastes better when eaten with hands and served with love.
Being an Indian, lies in my very existence
Not in its rat race or power grabbing games...
Words are inadequate, and difficult to define
Feeling of pride for this motherland of mine.
Words don't express my gratitude to this nation
I am what I am because I am an Indian.
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