A quest it is
Reached out to her,
it turned out to be.
A quest it is
Reached out to her,
it turned out to be.
The mountain peak was exhilarating
Until the vision appeared,
stark naked truth.
I bought some gem stones today.
Also a bracelet made with all the stones. But then, I was debating how much more to spend, for it’s an endless street. You go in, and unless your brain pulls you out, you just don’t stop. I got so attracted to Malachite that I just couldn’t express. I went wayyyy beyond my budget to indulge in … yes, gem stones.
But then that’s not what I want to tell you about.
This very benign gentleman, humble as ever, recognized me as soon as I entered Lucky Gems. He was very happy to see me. We got talking and he said he had just returned from Kashmir, having spent 20 days with his Sufi guru.
And I was really amazed. He was so humble. He said something that really struck me.
In his words,”My Guru says that we plan such huge things, big dreams, bigger houses, long cars, huge bungalows, loads of money, but we don’t realize that the ENTIRE life is inside just that O.N.E. L.I.T.T.L.E. H.E.A.R.T.B.E.A.T. That’s all. Jab tak woh dhadkan hai, tab tak zindagi hai.”
Now, can I say without a doubt that this bit of knowledge has made me millions more richer than any money would.
I told him, “Uncle, you know, what I just bought from you might be precious gem stones, but they are not the most valuable thing that I am taking away with me from you – it’s these words that you just said, that are precious.”
And I just came back home, ONLY to blog about this, and share my ecstasy with the world.
I will add pictures of my coveted bracelets and stones in my subsequent blog posts.
For now, I am mighty enchanted. Mmmm…
Here’s a wordless wednesday after ages and ages!!!
Go on, fill it up!!! ❤ ❤ ❤
8 years back, I stepped into my first spiritual experience. It was profound pain that pushed me into this path. Not that I was not religious, I was. But this journey was a different one – one, that would help me understand and appreciate life’s gifts and manage that pain from suffering to forgiveness.
Now, now, don’t imagine me in saffron or white. I don’t see that as anything close to spiritual. My concept, after a lot of introspection, extrospection and retrospection, boiled down to one understanding – that e.v.e.r.y. thing in the world is energy. The sky, the clouds, the trees, the earth, materials, metals, idols, buildings, human beings – everything is energy.
When I enter a place, I can immediately feel its vibe. I either like some cities or don’t. Has nothing to do with anything except vibes.
There are times when I can not tolerate some strangers. I find them creepy and full of negative energies. I move away.
I don’t yet understand completely what my journey is headed towards, but the exploration and discovery every day and every minute delight me to no end.
With this note, let me leave you with these little owls that I have suddenly got crazy about. I am collecting them!!!
She found his sister-in-law walking down the street opposite to her house. It had been 8 years since she had seen any of his family members. Debating whether to avoid or not, she found her approaching. In her heart, she missed the friendship she had shared with his sister. It was an easy-going friendship, one that was without judgement. She called her ‘didi’, and not ‘bhabhi’. She did not want to bring the ‘weight’ of a bhabhi-wala relation into the simple sisterly friendship.
As didi approached, she hugged her, reminiscing the days gone by. Didi took her to her house, where there were a lot of people buzzing around, maybe for a wedding that was planned in the house. She felt amiss. Didi took her to a room and asked her to wait. On the other side of the room, she felt a presence. Ma. She jumped in surprise, went ahead and hugged ma too. Touched feet. Ma was distanced and detached. She handed me a letter. A handwritten letter.
She just took and just gave it a listless glance. No expression. When she went to her room, she found him there. She had forgiven him and had no weight in her heart. So, she greeted him politely. Apparently, they all wanted him and her to get back together. She thought in her heart, that it was a foolish wishful want. She debated whether to cut this conversation short or see what he had to say. Curiosity took over and she took a seat 5 feet away from him. They spoke about inconsequential things. Then his intention was to move on to personal chat, but she sensed it and cut him short. She wanted to leave, but he got angry. All she said was, “You are still the same. Lower your temper.”
And she went to her parents to tell them to go and ask that family to move on. What did she achieve from that conversation? Not sure, maybe she had the satisfaction of knowing that it was the right thing to do, to walk out. Rather, to accept that he walked out. That a piece of paper with two signatures mean nothing when someone does not want to nurture a relationship. And of course, vice versa.
She thought of the man she now had in her life. Dynamic, mature and extremely loving. She thanked her stars. A small smile escaped her lips.
In her words:
The wedding atmosphere suddenly turned into tension filled melee. She was puzzled. Then people came running and shouting that the groom has halted the wedding celebrations because he wanted 10 lakhs immediately. The bride’s parents tried to ask our parents to arrange for the money. And fools that they are, they way they chose that man for me, they scrambled around, arranging for it.
I asked them to stop the madness. Just. Stop. It.
How dare that girl not stop this by taking a stand?? This for God’s sake is the 21st century. Educated people do NOT blackmail the bride’s family for money on the altar of marriage. What stops her from walking out? Is it okay to see her parents begging others for money? Is it okay to see the elderly couple scrambling around, and losing their wits on something as inconsequential as “buying a groom for their daughter”????
She wakes up with a jolt, angry and upset. Why after so many years, did she see this dream? Perhaps somewhere in her psyche, she expected him to come and apologize to her. And perhaps, somewhere in her psyche, she wants all those girls to stand up for their parents, who feel they are a victim of the society’s demands for sending a daughter with loads of materialistic things, with or without demand.
She thought of her parents who had the strength that ONLY true love could give, to support and in fact, help her in the brave decision she took so many years ago. She smiled as she saw the way her father’s head held high, when she told him of the salary hike she recently got. He is one proud father – he has seen her move from being a meek domestic girl to a confident corporate lady.
She immediately picked up her phone, and dialled Papa.
One of the ladies on LinkedIn, Suman Agarwal posted the following question:
It’s obvious that the question would invite a barrage of debatable comments. But I do not want to talk here about the answer to that question right now. We will come to that later. What shocked me is the number of people who started commenting on whether LinkedIn is the right forum for this question.
Some even advised Suman to post it on Facebook.
Some such high headed commentors included women – sadly.
Here are some classic comments and replies to them from level-headed people:
**Advance Warning: I have collated about 50 comments from 500 – worked hard on it. Go ahead only of you have the patience to read them. You can scroll down though, but won’t comprehend why I am so cross.
Can’t even talk English. But saving family is lady’s responsibility, even if she is abused.
Spend more time with the husband so that he can abuse her more. Mr srinivaas makes perfect sense.
And Ms Swetha Kala – wants to try and change the man, cater to his needs, understand… and what not, ridiculous!!!
We all are fools. Mr Tyagi has an IQ of Marilyn vos Savant.
Society is perfectly normal when it accepts man abusing woman. But raising a voice is misleading a society. Wow.
I want to go to the garden of Eden!!!
ahem ahem, best poetry award!!
People can not have the compassion to offer their view but have the galls to waste their precious time writing “Post in another forum”.
And, trust me, it made me livid. Such an important issue – every forum counts, every supporting comment, every possible solution counts!!! Sadly, people like this lady love posting such comments, diverting attention from an important issue to the relevance of the platform. Hello? Why are YOU commenting on that post if it’s not supposed to be on LinkedIn???
Instead of contributing value to the debate, they sit on their high chairs and JUDGE.
Too many rants these days, but the Justice Lady just can’t take it!!!
Why do people not let women be, not let them take their decisions, not let them flourish by themselves without raising fingers?
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