Peacefully sleeping dog, some school in Bhutan
Its always amazes me how dogs sleep peacefully while kids running and screaming in a school really close by. And strangely it reminds me of stories my dad tells me, about going off to sleep while standing in the bus traveling for hours from one city in Gujarat to another. Some people know how to find their peace in chaos for they truly believe it is within them. Truly inspiring creatures and humans.
There are days when things tend to go wrong right from the word ‘go’
you miss the walk,
you end up in bed much longer than you shud be,
you take longer in the shower,
you put the wrong papers in the bag,
you get stuck in traffic,
you can’t log in on time because the internet connection decides to take a break
just when you are clicking on the link…
And like there are days when things go wrong from the word ‘go’
there are angels that bring back the ‘glow’
I am not sure how many of you have heard about this book called ‘ the secret‘ – interesting concept… I had read a part of it somewhere and it has been doing rounds of discussion for quite some time now! I have enough data and proof from my own life to believe that what it talks about is true!
So what’s the buzz that book’s making?
Without exception, every human being has the ability to transform any weakness or suffering into strength, power, perfect peace, health, and abundance.
The Secret explains with simplicity the law that is governing all lives, and offers the knowledge of how to create – intentionally and effortlessly – a joyful life. This is the secret to everything – the secret to unlimited happiness, love, health and prosperity.
This is the secret to life.
So this morning while my brain has decided to lean towards the positive view of life, I was smiling at all that had been trying hard to take me down. I started believing the ‘anti-gravity’ idea that we had discussed this our saturday sessions.
What’s anti gravity?
Anti-gravity is a concept that focuses on creating a means of being free from the force of gravity. The idea has long been a staple in many works of science fiction and is often employed as a tool that allows persons to manipulate the gravitational pull of a planet or other body to best advantage. Over the years, this has led to the imagination of all sorts of anti-gravity devices ranging from anti-gravity boots that allow persons to minimize the impact of gravity on the wearer to massiveanti-gravity devices that make escaping the atmosphere of a planet a simple process. (more..)
Don’t exactly remember what I was thinking about but
1. I was consciously trying to tell myself to accept that my moves had not been correct today and
2. I was making an effort to remember those thoughts that would keep me in the world of possibilities!
I think all these ideas were working in harmony. I was thinking it’s all okay and I better accept the fact that something was not going as per routine. I was hoping to work really hard today an concentrate more on the numbers than the number of times an undesirable even were taking place.
It worked! An angel came by… Brought a huge smile on my face and left me doing the WOO HOO dance almost all day…
I finally came to terms with the fact that routine is something I can’t have but yeah therefore I would need to juggle essential parts of the day around to make sure they are done!
While the day ended on a rather crazy note after a 40 minute discussion with my favourite boss, and he twisting his nose at one of my designs.. I could see he was rather impressed with what I had to offer in such little time.
With my hands soaked in wet sand i looked up at the sky
The stars stared back at me as if they were thoughts of thoughts that I had not done
Every star reminded me of an action that was not taken.
a word unspoken,
a deed half done,
a line forgotten,
a moment that just passed by,
a smile that I forgot to look at,
a tear that should not have been shed
a wound that left this mark…
As the stars stared back at me
my mind repeated these lines last night:
did i tell you that i did miss you
did i tell you that now it’s no more so loud
did i tell you it’s okay to leave the TV on
did i tell you a bill needs to be paid
did i tell you i had to walk longer today
did i tell you that the bus did not stop for me
did i tell you she was at the book store once again
did i tell you i exceeded the number of cups of coffee today
did i tell you i to switch off the toaster before you leave
did i tell you there was no milk for the cat
did i tell you i woke up to a bad dream
did i tell you i can’t be home early tonight
did i tell you i did well on stage today
did i tell you i had flowers delivered before the show
did i tell you the water was nice and warm in the bath
did i tell you i might not be able to look into your eye
did i tell you i might not be able to write
did i tell you i needed one more minute
did i tell you i am scared…
For B L A C K (for the man who taught me to be fearless, free and me – at the cost of everything else in life!)
I could smell the leaves and feel the water caress my feet. She said she was used to getting up at 2am and walking around the garden. I wondered how that would feel. “Look up.. there’s always a star that will be smiling at you, and a leaf that would turn just to say hi… welcome to the world of you and…
I tried to look for someone else; someone else who might be awake at this hour? I am not used to this silence. I tried to walk a little bit faster, only to make some more noise. Hoping there was someone there.
I hated the silence. No there was noone. Absolutely noone cared to be awake.
I sat down, i could feel the cold sand. yes indeed it was great choice to buy a house by the beach. But I had never seen this part of “my great choice” It was pleasure to wake up to the waves but I never wondered there was pleasure in staying awake to the dark waves talking and telling tales about amillion people who walk the shote every morning. I looked around in the sand. I saw feet… tiny ones with bigger ones. I smiled – that looked like a dog pulling a tiny tot.. and then there were some hands. I wondered if it was some one reading a book or lying down on the sand and making hand impressions.. or may be trying to avoid a kiss in public.
There was music, a rythym in the way the waves hushed and the trees talked amongst themselves. There were voices I could hear of children running to the water and someone asking them to be careful.. I could see someone walking from the sea. Drenched in a blue dress, hair was long, really long till the hips. She was beauty dripping in dreams I thought…
And then something touched me. I felt something on my hand.. It was a tiny snail crawling up. Normally I would have shrugged it away but this time I wanted to find out how far it would crawl up. I tried to see if it was better to rest my arm on the sand or should I try and stay still… ?
I was smiling, felt much less tired than what I felt after dinner… Till today I felt, that life meant- coming back from work, trying to open the fridge, staying awake through dinner and then ofcourse tossing and turning in bed till the alarm would go off at 6:33am. I thought simple pleasures in life had to do with doing something for yourself.. or for someone, or someone smiling at you as the walk down the tube station.
simple it was – not to do anything – happy i was – smiling back at a snail *(who did smile back in his own way i thought) – weaving stories off impressions in the sand, listening to the voices captured by the waves and watching her walk towards me in a bright blue dress…
It was 7am and I saw a few people come for a walk.. I told myself , “its time to take a break from reality and go back to work” I wrote in the sand, “…till the next break, i hope you will breathe me in the air and hear me through the shells…”