Finally! It is snowing and I get to see how the world looks when covered in a white blanket.
Fortunate December 31, 2008
The winter storm has come to an end. Another day is waiting to start. When the dust settles, I am going to find myself very alone. Some will lose the love they had. Some will find the love they never had.
I will lose the love I never had.
And my solace is in the words of:
Alfred Lord Tennyson : ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Washington Irving : Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
And what the heck, I was born a romantic! I am ready to love again. Even if it means losing again.
Time dissolves everything June 1, 2008
Time dissolves everything – the unsurmountable walls of erstwhile forts, the mightiest mountain peak, and your successes, failures & memories. In the end, only time remains. In the begining, there was only time.
Along a lake May 12, 2008
As you walk along a lake set amidst snow peaked mountains, you realise that the world is always eager to welcome you. Without biases and prejudices. As you are.
But are you ready to welcome the world as it is?
Quo Vadis? May 10, 2008
Some people ask where you come from. Some ask where you are headed. What you ask tells a lot about who you are.
Perfectly imperfect May 9, 2008
Nature is full of imperfection and chaos. To the human mind seeking perfection and order, this is highly unacceptable. We seek symmetry and linearity, both of which do not exist in the natural world.
A Zen lore: There were two Zen learning centres having a common wall. One was old and the other new. The new centre had beautiful gardens with many people looking after their upkeep. One day, before an important function, the gardener was busy cleaning all the dead leaves that had collected on the ground below a slender tree. The old school master was sitting on the wall observing this. The gardener cleaned all the leaves, stood back watching his work with pride and said “perfect”! The old school Zen master said, “no, it is not yet perfect” and walked up to the tree and shook the trunk. Many leaves fell and collected on the ground. The master said, “now, it is perfect”.
The greatest magical act ever May 8, 2008
The more I see the world through my camera, the more I see the spectacular beauty of Life. In the existence of ordinary leaves to the way a curtain sways in the breeze. We are so accustomed to living with eyes wide shut that we miss the magic around us.