You are this moment

All the power and fulfillment humans yearn for exist in the present moment. In the now is tremendous energy, more than the mind can imagine. Nothing could be closer, yet nothing slips away faster. That is the mystery and the paradox. To solve it, realize that you are this moment.

All the power that is present here must be found within. Everyone has some days full of energy, excitement, and optimism, and other days marked by fatigue, confusion, and pessimism. What makes the difference? Some people think the answer lies in bodily cycles, or the play of random forces, or fate, or luck. But the answer lies in your ability to be present.

If you want to ride the crest of time, you need all the energy you can get, and that energy is found within the moment.

- The Way of the Wizard: Twenty Spiritual Lessons for Creating the Life You Want, by Deepak Chopra (Harmony Books, 1995).

Racing tires..

(An old post from my previous blog, 17 March, 2010)

A lady comes to our hostel, for a few days in a week, who makes a living by repairing our torn foot-wear and bags. She is a mother of five children and she brings her kids along sometimes, whom I have grown very fond of.

Today, along with her came the youngest two out of the five- a very cute one year old boy and an amazingly spirited five year old girl. And I don’t know whether I was more mentally relieved or had more time on my hands, I watched them play for a long time.

Oh, they both were definitely more than a handful. Throughout our conversation, their mother kept both her watchful eyes on both of her kids, mindful of what they were doing continuously and shouting out their names if they approached the boundary of ‘too-far-away’.

I was watching them play and I.. suddenly began to doubt if I had ever played so much when I was young…I may have had a customized kitchen set or a doctor set which I was extremely proud of when I was young but have I ever played with a rubber tyre the way Karthika did?

All she did was tap on the tyre and off it would go, rolling and rolling, and she would run along with it. With every tap, the tyre went faster and Karthika ran faster and faster beside her rubber competitor, whose motion she propelled. She ran with limitless energy, it seemed like she could keep running forever..
Her little brother meanwhile was pulling a thermocole cart happily behind him, emulating what his sister had done before … earlier he had been a passenger on it while his sister dragged him around..

At the end of it, as always, seeing little kids play, I guess, always puts a little perspective into you and in life. They keep telling you to enjoy the little things in life and talk to you about innocent wonder..

Karthika and her running tyre.. not a picture I am going to be able to forget so easily.

What would your verse be?

"That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

What would your verse be?"

Says an unconventional English teacher John Keating to his students in the movie, The Dead Poets Society.

And the words just kept running through my mind today..

I imagined a colossal stage, and every man and every woman playing their parts; they entered when were born, they exited when they died.. They all had roughly the same time to act. And everyone was, given a chance...

Among them, there were many who played their parts well and said their verses right.. many who touched the lives of those whose acts overlapped with their own.

But there were those few.. very few.. who spoke not verses, but songs with deep passion, they sang them from their hearts.. and they did not merely touch the lives of others around them, they inspired them and showed them , in their songs, reasons to love and live..

Their songs lived on in the hearts of many, long after they had bowed out..

That the powerful play goes on.. and I may contribute a song?..

Back to blogging.. - Changing Times

Am back.. again, but this time with a fiercer determination not to leave blogging, not for a good bit of time..

Coming to think of it, I don't think I can leave it so easily this time, simply because it's changing times, and its during these changing times I feel too many things at the same time that I have to write to feel sane and not lose it.

I am almost done with my undergrad college life, as I know it.. We have two weeks of college to go, then semester exams, and then a whole half year for project.. and then..what?

To think how I arrived into college, four years back, and to think how I could be leaving it..

To have learned so much.. yet so much to learn..

So used to the people here and the fun company they gave me at class and hostel..

Excited about the prospects of a better future, yes, but happy to let go of them..?

..Changing times, too many things to think about..

Am back again, WWW
depper