March 8, 2013
A pensēe on the quintessential woman
Today people talk about 'liberation' and 'empowerment' only when it comes to women. There is no doubt that the time has come when women should be liberated as well as empowered from their age-old relegated position. But first, let us delve a little deeper into the real meaning of 'freedom'. To understand the concept fully, we must first ask ourselves, whether we are ready yet to handle this freedom and still not forget our responsibility to both ourselves and the society?
Women in the West are certainly living a life based on indulgence and personal choice. They are in a much better position, socially, than their Indian counterparts. Then are we to conclude that they are more independent and complete individuals than us? Well, we are certainly misconstruing our role that we must fulfill as women.
Since ancient times, women all over the world have been considered as the ādhāra or shakti on this earth. She is one who sustains society and has the innate ability to balance life and bring harmony to her surroundings. She should be able to bend with the wind, enduring as well as condoning every blow that she faces. She should have an all-encompassing devotion to the welfare of others - being both generous and compassionate. Virtues like equality, tenderness, modesty and kindness at once with perseverance, endurance, dignity and courage are natural to her and she should exert a spontaneous happiness on all, just as a lighted candle can illumine a dark room. True wisdom and a pure heart are better than mere material knowledge and mundane talents.
When women would realise their real worth, they would naturally perform a lustration by sacrificing all that pulls them down and make them remain just females. Then, and only then, will they blossom forth as complete human beings and find 'true' freedom from their present bondage of ignorance.
December 1, 2012
Metamorphosis
One day, a small girl discovered a bright dazzling shell while playing in the verdant fields. She took the trinket home, thinking it to be a gift from the fairies. At home, the elders told her that it was a cocoon from which a magical spirit would emerge some day. The girl kept the thing safely with her toys in her precious box. Everyday she used to wake up in the morning and open the box to see if the spirit had come out. But to her dismay there was nothing. And it was the same every morning. She had lost hope and thought that the elders were just telling tales. Then one day, just as she opened the box, out came the most majestic butterfly that she had ever laid her eyes on! She was so surprised that she couldn't speak for sometime. Her 'magical spirit' had finally come alive and was wavering its teeny-weeny wings in the sunlight.
Many years have passed since then and the girl has grown up. As she was sitting on her roof on a wintry morning, her eyes were attracted to the black prince resting itself on the bright pink flowers. This transported her back through the corridor of time and brought back another image of a happy alliance with her long lost friend.
November 24, 2012
May 6, 2012
Wonderstruck
Who made thee so nice?
Is it He who bestowed us the eyes?
To praise thy beauty that in the night sky,
Shall forever rise!
The moon will be about 221,802 miles (356,955 kilometers) from
Earth tonight, about 12.2 percent closer to our planet than when the moon is at
apogee, its farthest point. The average Earth-moon distance is about 230,000 miles
(384,400 kilometers).
August 11, 2011
Prayer
The earth wakes up at dawn
And a new day is born.
The air is cool and calm,
Moistened with dewy balm.
All becomes spruce and green -
The world is made serene.
A Kanel blooms open,
Rescinding every pain,
Offering a prayer
To the One who would hear!
So that humanity,
Into eternity -
Be fused, and with élan
Can we thus call us Man!
The Kanel (Nerium Oleander) blooms at 4 0' clock in the morning
And a new day is born.
The air is cool and calm,
Moistened with dewy balm.
All becomes spruce and green -
The world is made serene.
A Kanel blooms open,
Rescinding every pain,
Offering a prayer
To the One who would hear!
So that humanity,
Into eternity -
Be fused, and with élan
Can we thus call us Man!
The Kanel (Nerium Oleander) blooms at 4 0' clock in the morning
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