મિચ્છામિ દુક્કડમ

સંવત્સરી પ્રતિકમણ કર્યા બાદ સર્વે જીવોને ખમાવવાની સાથે આપ સૌને પણ ખમાવુ છુ. મારા જીવ્ થકિ જાણતા કે અજાણતા આપને દુભવિયા હોઇ, મન્ વાચન્ કાયા થકિ કોઇ પાપ્ દોષ્ લાગ્યો હોઇ તેનિ ક્ષમા માગું છું. મિચ્છામિ દુક્કડમ..

For those who dont understand gujarati , its about requesting to accept my sorry for all those misdoings of mine which i did knowingly or unknowingly throughtout the past year in the form of foul speech, wishing bad in thoughts or bad action through the way of using bodily force to hurt you or all those souls from one sense organism to 5 sense organisms. Kindly accept my sorry. Micchami Duddkadam..

Of mirrors and mirages….

That kaleidoscope showed arrays of broken colourful bangle pieces resting at the bottom support mirror.. with a straight gaze they were broken pieces but obliquely, with tilt in the gaze along with the side mirrors magic, it formed incredible images and astounding designs. Change in gaze employed the change in pattern or design so formed.
Such is life.. all of us have traits of colorful bangle pieces as traits of our nature. One view envisions only broken pieces , only different views of someone or self combined with the previous ones make it appear exhaustive.
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I don’t understand the part mirages play…but delusion keeps man running without an idea of when they will reach the destination..
To a thirsty deer a glazed road or desert path appears as water source at the far end of the road and so it relentlessly runs to find that source it sees..
Was it the umpteen thirst that led deer to fall prey to the mirage or was it the ignorance or no knowledge or lack of understanding of mirages that kept it running ..

for a change i would not like to talk/write/blog.... i would let the picture speak.... u are free to add ur comments / thoughts on the same :)

Krishna tales, mela and merry making….

With Janmastami around , Rajkot is fully lit, with loads of fun fairs and melas hosting hundreds of food , toy stalls etc. People seem to gain untamed energy when its Janmastami . Every nook and corner of the city boasts of beautiful depiction of an event in life of Krishna through the way of idols and posters etc. People spend days together to prepare floats carrying decorated Krishna images through the city roads on Janmastami.
For sure , this is a medium for people to enjoy, recreate, run away a bit from their daily life, but does that celebration carry an essence forward to what exactly Krishna had to educate the mass?

People are in full spirit to celebrate Krishna’s birth, which happened ages ago, that’s what mythology says. Don’t know if Krishna ever took birth in real life , as it could possibly be a marvelous creation of Ved Vyasa. (controversial , same could hold for other religion gods also ).

The question then is, should greater importance be given to pomp and show, as what is given in today’s context to religious events?
The pomp and show would cost Municipal Corporation crores of rupees, but again that will be recovered from the stalls put at the municipal ground. Religion has become a business. There shouldn’t be any time spent to look beyond what brings in business – that’s what is taught today. Who cares for all the litter made of the food stalls, who cares for the pollution caused by vehicles which move unnecessarily from here to there to make rounds of the mela or for that matter the floats carrying the images of gods throughout the city? Litter creators who have a habit of throwing litter almost everywhere apart from the dustbin, must have never given a thought to the cleaners appointed, who would spent ample energy to clean off the ground full of litter.

Krishna must have never told to celebrate his birthday like this, but who knows he might get impressed this way also.

Everything in moderation is good, extremism and fanaticism is always difficult to handle and lands one nowhere.

Excerpts from "We the living" by Ayn Rand

I will post few of the statements I liked in the book...

1. ) K : " If I asked people whether they believed in life, they'd never understand what I meant.It's a bad question. It can mean so much that it can really mean nothing. So I ask them if they believe in God. and if they say they do - then, I know they don't believe in life. "

A : "why ?"

K : " Because, you see, God - whatever anyone chooses to call God - is one's highest conception above his own possibility thinks very little of himself and his life. It's a rare gift, You know, to feel reverence for your own life and to want the best, the greatest, the highest possible, here, now, for your very own. To imagine a heaven and then not to dream of it, but to demand it. "

( This one is so controversial and yet both sides are equally true.. I do believe in God as a perfect entity and me as a life who would try to reach perfection .. so I do believe in God as much as in Life. )


2). A : " what better purpose can he live for ? "
K: " Don't you know that there are things, in the best of us, which no outside hand should dare to touch? Things sacred because, and only because, one can say : " This is mine" ? Don't you know that we live only for ourselves, the best of us do, those who are worthy of it ? Don't you know that there is something in us which must not be touched by any state, by any collective, by any number of millions? "

( Liked this one a lot )

3). Everything seems so much simpler when there's a limit set.

( so simple statement yet so true )

There are ample such statements , but I thought this was enough to quote over here..

My kite and my balloon..

The winds made it sway swiftly from one direction to the next. It had reached new heights where only eagles and seagulls soared.. the joy was aplenty, to reach new heights, by breaking its own records and trying to set another new ones.. Down, the town looked like a miniature portrait, with all the humans as ants crawling on the floor…Its only competitor -the kite, was also way below.. so whistling and swaying from side to side, it doles its way through the clouds… the helium inside had worked wonders. Balloon paid all its due respect to helium inside – it was with helium that the journey it took, reached new heights while making it so light that it could afloat like those rain bearing clouds, high above.. lighter hearts always remain afloat…

While kite below, in its own mood, took its own strides, aware of gap between balloon and it. It was aware that it was its own effort that made it reach where it is today, unlike balloon. Living this state with all the poise and sharpness , it was aware of balloons limitations as well, that if balloon tried to travel farther then its own capacity to bear the air pressure , it might give way to air pressure but that air pressure which might affect balloon may not affect it as it was free from any conflict between internal and external forces peering on its surface.. Being said and done it maintained its poise and cherished the scenery it bypassed.. Keeping in mind that it was the journey that mattered along with the heart to cherish and reach new heights made to self for the self..

barah ka show..

…and the sound of claps covered the hall and then faded to silence... while Rani and Jodha were brought back behind the curtain - standing like a barricade high above, like the several others.. and were rested at their respective places.. Audience moved like a snail towards the exit and almost apparently looked like they didn’t move but just stood; wanting to see some more of these acts...

While behind the curtain, Rani and Jodha were now almost steady from their last movement of being notched to their respective places. The lights from the stage were turned off. The able hands which had made Rani and Jodha play their characters, had moved off, and they lay still like the others, rested in silence..

Scared of silence and the enthusiasm to act still more made Rani blurt out to Jodha, almost weeping, hoping that the able hands may hear it and act accordingly - why did the able hands move off when I still wanted to act more, were the audience so bored of our characters that they moved off like this, why I don’t have energy like able hands to move myself when I want to, why do I’ ve to depend on the able hands..

Jodha stood like a caring mother to Rani , listening as patiently as she could and then when Rani stopped lamenting quoted “ Rani , we are puppets in the hands of the able hands and there is no way we can act without the extra energy of the able hands.. But what you are provided, which no able hand can snatch is the power to think of your own, convey your wishes of what you would like to act during the act of puppetering to the able hands and the able hands will make you move accordingly.. it is that power that u need to utilize and enjoy your acts that you wished to enact within the time period of puppetering… ” With that answer there lay the silence in the auditorium , no regrets , no laments ,only hope to see the new tomorrow ….