Saturday, March 22, 2008

Rule No. 1 : Thou shall get what thou shall not go in search of!
Rule No.2 : Rule No.1 wins over most resistance movements!

And the Technophobe gets, what else, but "god's own jewel", as described by a friend!
To cut the delusion of grandeur, well, the majority of mankind refers to it as a blackberry.
Someone once asked this Technophobe, "Why is it called a blackberry and not a blueberry?" leaving the Technophobe to her own ruminations.
huh! So much for championing the Resistance-to-Gadgets (RTG) movement. Perhaps, it was always a losing battle the Technophobe was fighting in the battlefield of her mind.

Life with "god's own jewel" goes on!

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Forest and River

I had read "Forest and River" (english translation) long time back, during my graduation days - I dont even recollect the exact occasion. But I somehow lost track of it and could not lay my hands on this beautiful poem by Jalal-ad-Din Rumi, despite hours and hours spent googling it many late nights. So my joy knew no bounds, when by sheer chance, peering through the pages of an English textbook of a cousin, I came across this poem right in the midst of AK Ramanujam, Edgar Allan Poe and Nissim Ezekiel!

"I wish I were like you,"
Said the forest
to the roaring river,
"Always travelling,
always sightseeing;

Rushing towards the pure domain
of the sea,
The kingdom of water;
The passionate, vigorous spirit
of life,
The liquid turquoise of light
With eternal flow…

“But what am I?
Only a captive,
Chained to the earth.
In silence I grow old
In silence I wither and die,
And before long
nothing will remain of me
But a handful of ashes.”

“O forest, half-asleep, half-awake”,
Cried the river,
“I wish I were you,
Enjoying a seclusion
of living emerald,
And illuminated by moonlit nights;
Being a mirror
reflecting the beauties of Spring;

A shaded rendezvous for lovers.

“Your destiny, a new life
every year;
My life, running away from myself
all the time;
Running, running, running
in bewilderment;
And what is my gain
Of all this meaningless journey?
Ah…never having a moment of calm
and rest!”

No one can ever know
what the other feels;
Who does care to ask
about a passer-by
If he really existed
or was only a shadow?
Now a passer-by
Aimlessly walking in the shade
comes to ask himself,

“Who am I? a river? a forest?
Or both?
River and forest?
River and forest!”

- Translated by Zhaleh Esfahani

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

GOD, god, God, GAWD

I am muddled up infinitely with capitals & proper nouns :(
Maybe should take a crash course in proper nouns. That is all is needed to take care of whatever little sanity is still left within me.

And the mention to god (forgetting the caps for a moment) is only literal.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

one hundred percent ramblings

This has to be one of my worst days ever…..feeling like I am at the bottom of a ravine and its pitch dark…..
The feeling of emptiness - Its so abstract, so devoid of description yet something so relate-able deep within….
A thousand thoughts come hammering at me and yet sanity, logic and perspective are engaged in a duel to retain the upper hand.
Does mere hard work bring one success ? Of course with the old fashioned accompaniments of sincerity, and integrity ?
And then it would be sincerity to what ? Whose integrity ? And for what purpose ?
Besides these, would other things count ? The art of careful dodging, skillful manipulation, slimy wheeldealing, weaving elaborate webs of cunning schemes, twisting words et al….
In such an event, I don’t want that kind of success.
I would rather be unsuccessful in the eyes of the world. And continue being successful on my terms and honest with myself.
I cherish my integrity, beyond anything else
And frankly, I care a damn, at the end of it. I have closed the door and moved on, enriched by the experience.
And this elevating thought is exactly what will kick me out of the ravine I find myself in!

Tuesday, March 04, 2008


Hope(s) is really the thing with feathers that walks out in Brisbane ! ;)

Our very own Super Tuesday - beating Obama's Super Tuesday hands down!!!!

Watta match! Should have sat at home and watched it. :(

Alas, that is merely a hope, perching in a little corner of my soul, fluttering its wings once in a while.....