Puminant

Phase of Rumination

Have you noticed a cow sitting peacefully chewing the cud during the wind blows!
Here is wikipedia definition for rumination.
Physiologically, a ruminant is a mammal of the order Artiodactyla that digests plant-based food by initially softening it within the animal's first stomach, then regurgitating the semi-digested mass, now known as cud, and chewing it again. The process of rechewing the cud to further break down plant matter and stimulate digestion is called "ruminating".

Education is also like food, when we are in this process we are incapable of digesting the whole lessons. But in order to pass the exams, we make sure that we keep it nicely in our conscious mind.The things which are kept in conscious mind but not learnt thoroughly come again to us through the lesson of life, and we chew the cud hence, this time it goes and sits in our subconscious minds, and finally we get the best out of it, and finally it goes to our unconscious mind, ultimately becomes your very nature, your personality.

I think I am going through this phase of my life.
I had read many poems, many moral stories, many things about physics, chemistry and Maths, but never cared about their deep meaning. Now the same moral of the stories I am learning, same gist of poems I am learning by my heart, which once I have mugged up and kept in my mind.
I thank my mom that at least I have mugged up and kept the things in my conscious.

तुम्हें नूतन पथ रचना होगा!!

वक़्त है कम लम्बी मंजिल,
तुम्हें तेज कदम चलना होगा!
हे परम तपस्या के पथिकों,
तुम्हें नूतन पथ रचना होगा!!

जीवन के इस समरांगन में,
विजयी बनना अस्सं नहीं,
है साध्य किन्तु कुछ पल होंगे,
जिनका पहले से ज्ञान नहीं,
हो सफल तपस्या इसके हित,
प्रभु पलकों पे पलना होगा!!
हे परम तपस्या के पथिकों,
तुम्हें नूतन पथ रचना होगा!!

आनंद की अनमोल घड़ी,
कौड़ी के भाव न बिक जाये,
चलती सांसें अज्ञात मोड़ पर,
आकर के ना रुक जायें,
अनजान क्षितिज के कोने में,
वितान नया बुनना होगा!!
हे परम तपस्या के पथिकों,
तुम्हें नूतन पथ रचना होगा!!

Air Castles

I am not sure but I think it must be happening to many people around. It seems natural, that loosing focus when you are madly in love with someone. happened to you too??

I was sitting by the side of likoni beach here in kenya, the rhythm yet tranquil wind made me think the same.
The course/process of love is not an easy thing to go through.
It demands energies, all kind of. It demands your time. just all of it.

Balancing is the next chapter then.
I took a time of 1.5 years to reach to this chapter,in the phase of just reading the introduction of it.
It seems its a big chapter, will take some time to learn.

to learn this chapter I will have to keep revising the chapters of patience and unconditional love.
I have learned that if you can keep your love unconditional successfully, it solves your half of the problems, resolves many complicated conflicts. hence its worth learning it.

Maths is a tough subject, One should practice it on pen and paper to learn it, as claimed by teachers. There are no labs in any school where we can do practical to learn it. and hence many girls in India and in every other country feel uneasy with this subject, and leave it early.
but if noticed thoroughly Maths is the most practical subject. and most developed as well.

"Khudi ko kar buland itna, ke har takdeer se pehlay
Khuda bande se khud puche, bata teri raza kiya hai. "

Lakshya na ojhal hone paye kadam mila kar chal,
safalta tere kadam choomegie aaj nahi to kal.

sadhana ka path hai lamba,
aur manzil bahut door,
kar buland apne iraade,
mushkilon ko kar de choor choor

bana sitaron ki pagdandi,
tujhe chand tak jana hai
aur wahan ki banzar dharti,
par ek baag lagana hai

dhikkar sada us yauwan ko
slath shant pada jo sota hai
bekar lahu wah hai jisme
kinchit garmi ka naam nahi
naahaq janma wah jeewan jo
aaya mata ke kaam nahi
kathni karni ka bhed mita
tum bano agni jaise prachand
hon naash tumhari kulshayein,
lipsayein hon sab khand khand


koshishein karti rahoongi, khud ko bachane ki
mujhko meri zindagi ka qatil nahi banna
dhank dein jise samandar ki lahrein ek hi pal mein
wo rate ka sahra, wo sahil nahi banna

An Unfortunate Truth

New Note 4
My Discoveries amaze me... all the time.
I am not a scientist, I am not a scholar, not even a writer, I am rather a simple observer.
and two years ago in Bangalore, a rainy morning as the people dressed in traditionally sophisticated attires (though their discomfort was mutely visible) were passing by my eyes, it struck to me that we are driven by traditions, not by culture.

There are many many sub branches of any religion all over the world, and above all, trillions of families out there have traditions of their own, which are either meaning less or have lost their meanings.

The point is our new generation is smart, they are capable of flying, flying high...but they are equally prone to be lost in their flights. Reason is they are not Grounded.

They follow their traditions unwillingly as they do not have a valid reason to deny those traditions in lack of understanding the deep meaning of any ritual they perform.

at times when I see a marriage happening, I feel pity for each of us as the priest still continues in vedic language, which is Sanskrit, what's rarely and hardly being understood by both groom and the bride and god forgive I notice the small but deadly mistakes in the pronunciation of those mantras by priests (sometimes It really makes the meaning opposite).

I don't understand many religions, traditions and cultures, but bit of Hinduism, and Indian culture.
One sweet good thing happened in my adolescence, no matter how difficult I found Sanskrit in starting, My father literally forcibly convinced me to learn it.
and hence I can feel the delusion of young men and women of my age.

Notice this little thing a bride either bears a very sexy smile or crying too much while wedding, what a priest says is none of their business. No offense.

The oaths are not being taken in the language you understand? and even if they are, how many people still remember them? :-) forget the willingness to keep them.

another thing that makes me worried that in India the important decisions are either taken by children or by too old people.
for example - whom should the grandson will marry, is decided by the totalitarian grand ma, It makes sense too as she is the key to all the property one has.

and which fridge or car should be bought, what should be consumed at home, where to go on Holidays, even which life insurance policy is to be bought... almost everything is being decided by children.

where are the adults, where are they busy?
or I should rather ask Do we really have adults?

-- till next time!

Shalini
13 april 2011