you gave me birth today.. .. cannot thank you enough my princess... i hope when you read this post in your youth you will understand the implication of my beginning line...
maa has no wealth to bequeath you with.. except her love, her books and her music cds passed on to her by your grandpa.. my father...
today i leave a dream in form of words for you as your birthday gift.. hope someday you will be able to comprehend it and know what i always had for you in my heart and in my mind...
if i am able to inculcate even a part of it (the letter below) in you as a person... i will know my motherhood was blessed......
read it carefully my dear..
Abraham Lincoln’s letter to his son’s Teacher
Respected Teacher,
- My son will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, all men are not true. But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero; that for every selfish politician, there is a dedicated leader.
- Teach him that for every enemy there is a friend.
-Teach him to learn to lose and also to enjoy winning.
- Steer him away from envy, if you can.
- Teach him the secret of quite laughter. Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to tick.
- Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books.. but also give him quiet time to ponder over the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on a green hill –side.
-In school teach him it is far more honourable to fail than to cheat.
-Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if every one tells him they are wrong.
-Teach him to be gentle with gentle people and tough with the tough.
-Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when every one is getting on the bandwagon.
-Teach him to listen to all men but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth and take only the good that comes through.
-Teach him, if you can, how to laugh when he is sad. Teach him there is no shame in tears. Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness.
-Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders; but never to put a price tag on his heart and soul.
-Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob… and to stand and fight if he thinks he’s right.
-Treat him gently; but do not cuddle him because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
-Let him have the courage to be impatient, let him have the patience to be brave. '
-Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order; but see what you can do. He is such a fine little fellow, my son.
Abraham Lincoln.
This blog is dedicated to the most critical factors of my existence and being, my parents and my sisters..especially to my younger one..thanks for everything Dolls..
I have not even attempted to put in words what i hold deep in my soul and existence for ONE MAN to whom i owe it all.. though i was born out of my mother's womb, my psychological and spiritual birth's fountainhead lies in him .. my FATHER - my God, my strength, my reason of existence... my alpha and my omega...
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
this world is an ocean...
it looked perfect!!
added so much beauty to the house
caught attention of visitors
kids loved watching them play ..
i also loved watching them
those small pink, blue and orange ones
they seemed so happy and playful in the created ocean
there was greenery in the tank
a few mountain like blocks put to make them feel at home
they were fed on time
admired by passerbys
the water was treated on schedule
and complete care was taken to see they did not catch any infection
in some calm afternoons
i would watch them
carefully and with concentration
i knew the small ones were happy
we took good care of them
but
there was this silver shark
in this fish tank
it refused to acknowledge that
this 17 ltr tank was its ocean
it knew it was not
i saw it very often
pushing thru the glass of the tanker
attacking it
scratching it
feeling restless
diving from one corner to another
my heart tightened inside
one day that shark will give up
accept that the tank was its ocean
that it was fed well
it was taken care of
it was admired
but i knew
he will die of sadness
of missing its ocean
of constant search of who it was
and then
i will carry its lifeless body
and bury it in peace in my flower pot
replacing it with a more beautiful
more silverish
more healthy shark.....
added so much beauty to the house
caught attention of visitors
kids loved watching them play ..
i also loved watching them
those small pink, blue and orange ones
they seemed so happy and playful in the created ocean
there was greenery in the tank
a few mountain like blocks put to make them feel at home
they were fed on time
admired by passerbys
the water was treated on schedule
and complete care was taken to see they did not catch any infection
in some calm afternoons
i would watch them
carefully and with concentration
i knew the small ones were happy
we took good care of them
but
there was this silver shark
in this fish tank
it refused to acknowledge that
this 17 ltr tank was its ocean
it knew it was not
i saw it very often
pushing thru the glass of the tanker
attacking it
scratching it
feeling restless
diving from one corner to another
my heart tightened inside
one day that shark will give up
accept that the tank was its ocean
that it was fed well
it was taken care of
it was admired
but i knew
he will die of sadness
of missing its ocean
of constant search of who it was
and then
i will carry its lifeless body
and bury it in peace in my flower pot
replacing it with a more beautiful
more silverish
more healthy shark.....
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Humbled...
this is the divine quirk!! the day i was lowest ... questioning my worth, trying to locate what my reality was, assessing my downfall in life, calculating what my worthless entity would be worth of ..... here came a dear friend from blogging world and decided to pass the sweet blog award to me !!
Thank you Masked Blogger.... guess divine chose you as my messenger... you made me smile :)
The person who receives the award is expected to:
1. Thank the person giving the award . . . :)
2. Tell you seven facts about self . . .
3. And pass this award on to other deserving bloggers . . .
1 - Dear Masked Blogger, you made me smile today and in all its innocence and simplicity suddenly this award seems so so so encouraging... thank you for passing by when i was all alone on the road to self doubt and depression; i am smiling like a little girl who has just been handed over the ice-cream!
2. a - I exist because of my little one
b - i am boring and an incurable romantic at heart...men of honor and ethics attracted me as a teenager (Howard Roarke from The Fountainhead) and i used to dream of a past life soulmate who would talk to me only thru his eyes in the most profound and silent kind of love, he would know the child in me and would not cheat on me even if i left him in the ocean of hot bods.. how stupid i was !!
c- i talk too little - sometimes i can go quiet for days...not having a need of social touch at all
d- i talk too much - when i connect with people (my blogging friends would vouch for it!!!)
e- i am hyper emotional about a few things in life and i can cry about silly things- when i look at myself from an outsiders eyes i label myself as neurotic
f- i often wonder at the beauty of world, stars, moon, God... and smallest of thing in nature makes me very very very happy!!
g- i am still a small girl trapped in a woman's body and i feel very uncomfortable with the outside world
3 - I would like to pass this award to :
http://honey-milestogo.blogspot.com/
http://juliemooreonlife.wordpress.com/
http://velvetoversteel.blogspot.com/
http://umengine3.blogspot.com/
http://welcometomyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/
http://thewarriorwins.blogspot.com/
http://expressionsofamadwoman.blogspot.com/
http://thinkerpositive.blogspot.com/
http://richvardhan.blogspot.com/
http://www.psychicdonut.com/
http://wildwoodflower-daybyday.blogspot.com/
http://clarissadraper.blogspot.com/
http://stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com/
Thank you Masked Blogger.... guess divine chose you as my messenger... you made me smile :)
1. Thank the person giving the award . . . :)
2. Tell you seven facts about self . . .
3. And pass this award on to other deserving bloggers . . .
1 - Dear Masked Blogger, you made me smile today and in all its innocence and simplicity suddenly this award seems so so so encouraging... thank you for passing by when i was all alone on the road to self doubt and depression; i am smiling like a little girl who has just been handed over the ice-cream!
2. a - I exist because of my little one
b - i am boring and an incurable romantic at heart...men of honor and ethics attracted me as a teenager (Howard Roarke from The Fountainhead) and i used to dream of a past life soulmate who would talk to me only thru his eyes in the most profound and silent kind of love, he would know the child in me and would not cheat on me even if i left him in the ocean of hot bods.. how stupid i was !!
c- i talk too little - sometimes i can go quiet for days...not having a need of social touch at all
d- i talk too much - when i connect with people (my blogging friends would vouch for it!!!)
e- i am hyper emotional about a few things in life and i can cry about silly things- when i look at myself from an outsiders eyes i label myself as neurotic
f- i often wonder at the beauty of world, stars, moon, God... and smallest of thing in nature makes me very very very happy!!
g- i am still a small girl trapped in a woman's body and i feel very uncomfortable with the outside world
3 - I would like to pass this award to :
http://honey-milestogo.blogspot.com/
http://juliemooreonlife.wordpress.com/
http://velvetoversteel.blogspot.com/
http://umengine3.blogspot.com/
http://welcometomyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/
http://thewarriorwins.blogspot.com/
http://expressionsofamadwoman.blogspot.com/
http://thinkerpositive.blogspot.com/
http://richvardhan.blogspot.com/
http://www.psychicdonut.com/
http://wildwoodflower-daybyday.blogspot.com/
http://clarissadraper.blogspot.com/
http://stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com/
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