Message From Some Distance

Tonight, you sleep tight!

Alas! Winter is at it’s heights

Disarm your mind of worries

They hold no cover from the shivers

As you think of them artists and singers

Living until yesterday,

Until the days turned gloomy

Nights were solitary

Room mates and mates

Turned into strangers

Leaving one with loss

Of never ending word of

Ever finding even their shadows,

As the Sun is sinking,

Leaving One with a cloudy

Starless, no moon night

Not even a bird cried that night

Still, 

In the mind, a ray of hope

That, dawn will be nearby

Spring will clear the mist

All the mystic abandonment

May one day lead to

Songs of choir

Singing His grace 

O divine travellers

We trail behind singing

In Chorus

Will meet you there!

Until then

Carry the torch you lit

To the future

And more!

My Viewing Series Comments

1. Lincoln Lawyer on Netflix, series

How some people write screen plays and create series with such perfection? Perfection, is not same as gaudy sets, great make ups or dialogues of King George's English.

Perfection, with no extra vocab, settings clean and neat,  close to reality (decent urban, healthy, with a strong story line, action and direction).

Just starting to watch Lincoln Lawyer, what a great start of the story! Nothing superhuman, nothing that categorizes them to have any mystic characters. Story has a great starting, with story line of a lawyer, waiting on bench, once successful, but personal life was, yeah right, actually in shambles, if not totally wrecked. A reformed one at that, for now.  So here you start, how he regains his career, and comes back and stories and challenges associated. It is on Netflix, if you like the movies and TV series (network series)

Have a great time watching it.

On This Women's Day Things That Matter to me as a Woman

I am writing a note

To myself, on occasion

Of Women’s Day, international

I am not creating

Anything new

Nothing artistic

Only plain talk with

My being, still here.

Am I sad that still,

On this day of the year

In the twenty first century

I am washing vessels

From yesterday and

A day before, may be..

That I am looking like

I  need a lot of personal care

Yet to stay afresh and afloat

Decades since I ever gave a care

To the stuff I could never part

Or does it really matter

That I am alive and living…

Each year, I do the same

Wash every spoon or plate

Lying in the sink from before

And I get tired and would want to rest, but have to just

Restart all over again

And again, everyday as I as m alive

Why bother, you ask

If all I do is toil

As if I know nothing at all

I may not have to say

That I am cleaning them

Bowls and dishes, that

Very kindly soaked and stored

Batter for idlis for some needy

Families that local charities care

And I just did my civic duty

To volunteer as they take care

Of the families visiting the city

Perhaps to take care of them as they may be waiting for a change, that may bring about

A shining new day and spirit

A bright new morning while that night

They do not need to go hungry,

If they can care for the ones at home,

In distress or need or seeking help

So they can wake up strong

In their commitments and

Efforts in creating a stronger bond

With society and people

Knowing that they gave a new life

And hope to live, strive and see others thrive,

As their needs are addressed

As if they are theirs own,

They are giving life even to the ones, who give them their time,

Because life is all about interdependence,

Even if I am discarded, or not,

I still want to belong to someone in helping them heal their heart

Who may need me but then

I need them more to make a reason

For me to claim the air I breath

Every second I stay alive,

As though given and not even

Thinking or thanking

The mother and earth that bore me

I realize, I owe more than

What I can ever offer anyone

Without a blessing from them,

Nothing ever would!

So, all my mothers and mother earth

Have a Happy Women’s  Day!

You make the world possible

Each day and every day hence

Many thanks to you,

My friend, for reading and listening!

Nyla my friend, again,

Thanks for asking me to read and  send,

So these simple things,

Matter to me most,

Because it is them

Not me, that matter most

And give me life,

I do not take time,

They give me life and meaning

To strive, exist and learn and inspire! May your muse always glow in your creation!

Oh yes, my Muse, is all of you,

This beautiful morning or day,

Night or this pleasant evening!

Happy Women’s Day y'all!

 

 

Why the poem Daffodils by William Wordsworth is particularly meaningful to me:

The Poem Daffodils by William Wordsworth captures the beauty of tens of thousands of daffodils that he suddenly finds as he keeps going around the valleys and hills, next to the lake.

They appear to be dancing and swinging as they remind him of the innumerable stars that twinkle in the Milky Way, and although the waves next to the daffodils came and went, they were no way close to the waves created by the daffodils and keeps looking at them until he can quench his eyes, of seeing the beauty of nature. He carries that very scene, with him in his heart, and remembers it any time he finds himself pensive. 

This thought of remembering the beauty of nature and finding oneself happy is so close to my heart. Any time I find myself not very cheerful, or absorbed in some deep thoughts, I recollect the poem and the flowers that I can imagine and visualize, as the poet may have found, all of a sudden and feel like my burden is removed and floats away like a dark cloud in a windy evening. I also remember the beauty of flowers I have seen in Kodaicanal and the Himalayas, in a Sikari boat across Dal lake and also the beauty of the hills, reckons me that the world offers much more beauty than one is able to remember always. Neither stars or moonlight or pleasant skies, which are all so beautiful, are asking anyone to pay price to enjoy their beauty! All we have to do, to forget about the problems one encounters is just to dwell upon the beauty of earth, and Universe, and trust the eternal truth, that Universe is ever so changing and lovely. 

Poem: Daffodils

Poet: William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils; 

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed- and gazed- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude; 

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils. 

On Dr. Chitra Divakaruni's novel, Before We Visit The Goddess:

Unlike other books, that are routine, narratives of stories, in a chronological way, books that are thought provoking are chasing one's laziness, and lethargy, in reading a novel, and expect them to run with them, do things, chores, and dream and come back and enjoy what they gathered all along and then again go back and continue re reading to understand the depth of the story and heart of the author.

Before We Visit The Goddess, is one such novel, sculpted by Dr. Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, and lead the reader to run, and swim along as they present the story in different parts of the world, and times, and bringing them all together, in the unity of the Universal Truth, the generosity of the Divine Mother. After reading this book, on hearing the author narrate the excerpts, one cannot but dwell upon this Universal Truth, that the Divine Mother is the reason, and leader of our lives and destiny. Whether one wants to think of the Adi ParaaSakthi or the mother, who brought them into this world, raised them, trained them, and brought them up, and watched one achieve their dreams, struggle for success, it is mother, the Reason D'être. This sensitive feeling, like a very delicate wet strand of thread, unites our consciousness,  humanity and the World, whether it is East or West, occidental or Oriental, Earth or outer space, living beings or life giving planets and stars. It is that thread, like gravitational pull, keeps the strings in their orbits and choreograph the cosmic dance, with an artistic balance of music, color and splendour!

The seriousness of the traditional, Bengali mom, in being concerned about her children, and taking the responsibility of transmitting the culture to the newest generations, the anxiety of a typical mom, in the present age about the concerns regarding their offspring and their future goals, achievements, and perceiving the Truth, the challenges a young woman faces in her life and the conflict as they find their expectations and dreams and reality clutter, like spilled pearls on a string, until they take each one with the grace of Divine Mother and sort their reality, that she is not just a belief system, but the source and inspiration for every thing to be created, then the path is clear, for one to be prepared, Before We Visit The Goddess!

I cannot help my mind slipping away into imagination and seeing what a great production this story generates, like a Hollywood movie, going fast, going slow, now present, intertwined with past, and jumping in quanta into the future, and never know where it would pull us, to float into the celestial and beyond! Never read one before, of such pleasing, thought provoking, challenging and dynamic imagination!

Kudos to Dr. Chitra Divakaruni, and cannot wait for the next work of art, science, aesthetics and charisma!

Uma Pochampalli

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on several aspects.. inner view

Knowledge when one acquires is kind of like spurs. You find it in all odd things in life. With a dream Kekule's Benzene structure developed. The Hexagon shaped compound with the alternating double bonds linked together at the first and the sixth C positions was in fact an example of how dreams can lead to supreme reality. If it was not for that dream perhaps humanity would be still waiting for someone to come up with a bright idea of the nature perhaps a century later. Why do people dream? That is one aspect dealing with psycho social thought processes. Did dream theory help in bringing out social changes? Did anyone pursue this topic of research I really wonder? When we look at the development that went in the past fifty years or may be even twenty years the classical theories in pure sciences are now obsolete. It was the case with sound structure, Quantum theory and so is the thought about generating light in rays that travel in straight lines. Perhaps some authors may think that light travels in waves. I feel perhaps light travels in circles. The way it is generated. No body ever proved it. I do not think I am doing a grave mistake if I think it might be so. Unless of course some one applies this theory and builds a Rocket to launch on some distant planet unknown and ends up in blaming me i.e... Coming back to where I began, acquiring knowledge is similar to spurs I think. You may get it once like a dream, once like a wave or sometimes it may take you in such high-spirited circles that it may be impossible for one to come back to a level of awareness that is so base, it is so unbelievable. The greatest challenges have been possible on earth because people had tremendous amount of trust in them and believed in the inner spirit that guides them no matter how hard the conditions are. It is because people believed in themselves and believed what they did was achievable; attainable and made it possible. Once the courage of individuals is sparked all the fears and superficial pretenses are shed and a new momentum leads into a whole new spirit of awareness where the ethereal bond between man and soul is revealed. In my opinion this is what is learning, where fear leads to courage and growth spurs into enormous heights that are unbelievable and unforeseeable. A third dimension that is totally different from a person or the other takes its place where no individual can do it all alone or just by them. This becomes a dynamic process where the teams perform and lead with leaps and bounds to attain shores not reached before. This is what forms the basis for the innate desire to know and reveal the truth. The ultimate, the spiritual union that is so sublime generates out of nothingness into a concrete reality when teams participate and bring action into effect. Some changes are so sudden in life that before you can realize they sweep you by your feet and next thing you realize may be when you may be totally different or lost or flabbergasted as if you are walking on an entirely new planet, may be some ethereal world from some 9th heaven; if its not there, may be you will create one of your own; Days may hold no meaning in limiting your activity or make you aware of the thin line between a day or night or the next; everything seems to go in a different awareness level of unbroken continuity and seems to engross in all affairs of life. It is also so surprising how life unfolds itself in its mysterious ways through the super conscious psyche. Many a time one feels as if the incidents that happen are already played and accepted or rejected by the individual's inner self. Many happenings appear as if that was just an enactment of a preordained destiny. May be the person who interacts may have passed the exact scenarios sometime before with almost similar feelings or words that you may express in reality. It may sometimes be like a déjà vu. It may not have occurred at the same time or in the immediate past or at some earlier time that one may recall. It could be a passing phase if one recalls or it could be when all the energy is concentrated and controlled only through the super conscious psyche via the medium of dreams as one may call it, as the mental activities visualize some consequences of action and inaction put together as if solving a multidimensional visual puzzle of sorts where pieces of information are processed according to the inner brain powers that control mind, body and spirit in a unison.