Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I NEVER ...


Adopted from a friend's collection with permission :
 
By Shareen Tuladhar - 
I never saw the morning til I stayed up all night....
I never saw the sunshine til you turned out the light......
I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long.....
I never heard the melody, until I needed the song.....
I never saw the white line, til I was leaving you behind......
I never knew I needed you til I was caught up in a bind.....
I never spoke "I love you" til I cursed you in vain,....
I never felt my heartstrings until I nearly went insane.....
I never saw your heart til someone tried to steal,.......
Tried to steal it away......
I never saw your tears until they rolled down your face......

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

THE SUM OF OUR LIVES

Image courtesy ; Personal collection - a stormy vacation in Pondicherry


The sum of our lives, immortalised by Gulzar saahab's poetic genius :


आदमी बुलबुला है पानी का

और पानी की बहती सतह पर

टूटता भी है, डूबता भी है
फिर उभरता है, फिर से बहता है

ना समंदर निगल सका उसको

न तवारीख तोड़ पायी है

वक्त की मौज पर सदा बहता

आदमी बुलबुला है पानी का

Saturday, May 17, 2008

SIZE ZERO...




Just when all the news channels and newspapers seem to be talking about the "Size zero" figure that Kareena has attained for a movie, here's a piece which jolted me...




"Size zero is not a new thing in India ... Over 100 million Indians are malnourished"

Monday, April 14, 2008

JAADOO KI JHAPPI

Image courtesy - www.all4humor.com



"Argument wins the situation, but loses the person. So never argue with your loved ones, because a situation is not as important as your loved ones."

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

THE SWEETEST WORDS...

Image courtesy - artfiles.art.com
The sweetest words ever said by someoen in true love :
"I'm jealous of all the people you ever hugged, because for a moment they held my world"

Wednesday, February 7, 2007

SNIFF ! :)



One of the most heart-warming cartoon strips I've ever come across.

Mr. Watterson, my heart is your slave :)

Sunday, February 4, 2007

FRIEND INDEED

Image courtesy : allposters.com

When you are up in life, your friends get to know who you are
When you are down in life, you get to know who your friends are

Thursday, February 1, 2007

PESSIMIST V/S OPTIMIST

[Image courtesy - Ikodidit.com]

"A pessimist is a person who sees only the red stoplight

An optimist is the truly wise person who is color blind & sees a light everywhere"

Albert Schweitzer

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

OF ANIMALS AND ANIMAL BEHAVIOUR

[Photo courtesy - Deccan Herald]


Nanditha Krishna seizes the opportunity to explain what it means to be cultured - The New Sunday Express, January 21st 2007


(The article was written in response to Mr. Jayakumar’s article which indirectly supported Jallikattu, the Indian version of Bull fighting, identifying it with Tamil culture & history – Editor’s – my note)


What is “Tamil culture and history?” According to Oxford dictionary, it is either “the arts & other manifestations of human intellectual achievement regarded collectively”, “the customs, civilization &achievements of a particular time & people.” Culture is defined by the state of human development and not language or religion. Jallikattu belongs to a Paleolithic period when man fought animals with bare hands as he tried to domesticate them. There is nothing intellectual or cultural about fighting bulls. True, there is the taint of history – Jallikattu is mentioned in Sangam literature & has probably been practiced for a long time. But neither history nor culture is static. The former records past events, the latter defines the age. If we want to go back to the past, then let us throw off our cholis, practice caste & polygamy, stop using electricity & other modicons.


He calls it the culture of the subalterns. Jallikattu bulls are owned by rich landlords who let the animals loose on poor, disposable subalterns (and not their sons) who, well primed with liquor, take on the bulls in the hope of earning some money. This is surely a form of exploitation. Prevention is better than cure, and prevention of Jaliikattu is better than provision of ambulances. Subalterns need education & jobs, not Jaliikattu which merely keeps them backward. His final coup about the female preference to ‘choose their husbands based on their valor’ is out of novels & films. The novels & films also describe how the animals are force-fed liquor. Why is that not mentioned?


[Photo courtesy - Yahoo news]

He wants a proper monitoring mechanism to medically examine the bulls to prevent their imbibing alcohol. Is he aware of the number of laws & rules governing the transportation of animals for slaughter, the way they should be fed, slaughtered and so on, and how each rule is broken at whim. Dowry & child marriage are banned, yet both continue with impunity. Every religion speaks of compassion to all creatures & condemns cruelties towards animals. Religion is a barometer of culture, but vested interests misuse it, threatening villagers with dire consequences if they give up old practices. Once upon a time, it was believed that human sacrifice was essential & could alone prevent ”divine wrath” when Shaivas & Jainas in ancient Tamilagam held public religious debates, the losing Jainas were impaled alive. Can these cruelties be justified in the name of religion or culture?


Man must evolve from one stage to a higher one. Once upon a time, Brahmins were the greatest sacrifices of animals. Faced by opposition from the Upanishads rishis, Buddha & Mahavira, they gave up sacrifice & became vegetarians. Human development has been a development of the mind. Should we condemn the Buddha because he was an elitist prince who preached non violence and stopped animal sacrifice? If some cultural practices are cruel, they must be stopped.

The racing driver & cricketer have the right to choose their profession. The bull cannot choose where he will live, whether he wants to eat meat or drink alcohol, whether he wants chili powder & chemicals rubbed on his anus & genitals, whether he wants to fight or not, or whether he wants to live or be slaughtered for somebody’s enjoyment of a beef steak. Man has a choice and should exercise it to prevent harming another. It is arguments like those for bullfighting that justified the mass killing of Jews in Germany and other genocides.
[Photo courtesy - Tom Allwood]

Mr. Jayakumar will be unhappy to know that the famous Barcelona bullring in Spain is about to close down, and that the people of Catalonia (the main centre of bullfighting) have voted to end the cruel ‘sport’. Tamilians are educated and sophisticated, and barbarism & cruelty sit ill on their shoulders. After all, it was Thiruvalluvar in 200 B.C., who said,

“Diverse are the teachings of the religions of the world, but in all will be found that compassion is that which gives men spiritual deliverance. Hold on to it.

Friday, January 19, 2007

I WANT TO KNOW...

[Stormy landscape - Rembrandt]


It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon,
I want to know if you have been touched by the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy; mine or your own. If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see the beauty even when its not pretty every day, and if you can source your life from it's presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "YES!!"

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn't interest me who you are, or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and truly like the company you keep in empty moments.

Oriah Mount