Archive for December 15, 2008

To live in this world you must be able to do three things: To love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; And when the time comes to let it go, to let it go. -Mary Oliver
I haven't seen too many around lately. Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It's not dead it's just that it's been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting -Waking Life
want to write something witty,something so funny it cracks you up and describes me in the same breath...:)not possible is it?so I'll just let it be and let the words paint a picture....whether its a childish painting of a kindergarten kid or simply an earnest attempt at painting my own gauche little painting..:)...................... I have left the girl I was supposed to be and someday I'll be born........
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''समर शेष है, नहीं पाप का भागी केवल व्याघ्र, जो तटस्थ हैं, समय लिखेगा उनका भी अपराध।'' -रामधारी सिंह दिनकर
To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.-William Blake
UmaS on Firsts.. | |
UmaS on Firsts.. | |
Usha Pisharody on Firsts.. | |
Saritha on Firsts.. | |
Indyeah on Don’t grow up | |
Usha Pisharody on Don’t grow up | |
UmaS on Don’t grow up | |
Indyeah on Don’t grow up |
as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me
”Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple “I must,” then build your life in accordance with this necessity; your whole life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse. Then come close to Nature.” -Rainer Maria Rilke
Colours and India...an old bond :)Image courtesy http://www.incredibleindia.org/newsite/cms_Page.asp :)
"The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly." Buddha
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. ~Walt Whitman