all Gyan BIG & small

Ever so many times, does the feeling of “an infinite longing to a brilliant life bounded by finite capacity” is what knocks us down, more so with an increasing tempo and a greater urge to have more, with every passing day; as we chase the ticking clock of the heart, the mind and the body thereof. That longing for certainty (in the heart), sense of control (in the mind) and endurance (of the body) pushes us into a mindset of where we seem to believe (or rather strived / strive infinitely) that we know almost everything about everything. Can we really be certain about anything at all? There seem to be so many answers for everything that could possibly be questioned about, except that – (most often) We do not know , what is the question that is really bothering us – and there we plunge into the depths of philosophy(to the heart) , causality(to the mind) and pain (to the body) to place ourselves into of the following paradigms – Why am I here (heart) What am I doing (mind) How long (body)...

I was thinking of all the offbeat statements, I heard about me – rather funny, interesting and hmm a hyperbole. One of my (girl)friends describing me to her boy friend – John is really sweet, extremely chivalrous, just is there when you need him very pally, and you can trust him always not to take advantage of you, and does not hit on anyone or every – very very sweet – The Hyperbole - Her friend – sure he is not Gay? …nah just asking :) One of my colleagues discussing me over coffee – How can this guy be so cold and calculating (hmmm.. I mean in a positive way), and get away with utter indignation to rules, and yet win people at work? Huh!! The Hyperbole - Reaction – he is just an asshole who is difficult to hate – reason, bugger is intelligent (that I still am to figure out if he really is!!) Whoa man – this fella is equipped with so many facts – he knows his subject and takes people to task – The Hyperbole – Hello – I really think he is successful because he has better (English) lan...

After a long long time, a really long time – I feel alone - The word is alone, and not exactly lonely! It maybe the set of events over the last 2 weeks, where I was the only soul in a 600 seater movie hall, or finally getting bugged of living and working out of a hotel / home for the last 8 months, and not made any new friends, and in general everyone including me have got a lil more busy with life. It maybe that my intolerance to nonsense and general lack of intelligence in everything that kept a lot of people at bay It may be that I just need someone for more than a friend It may be that you want to share a hundred new ideas, but don’t find one to intellectually debate, but in a role where I am only mentoring a few promising souls It may be I got lazy in life to do something refreshing It may be that I am bereft of sleep for the last 2 nights and … Still – alone :)

After ‘ Glade ’, it’s the gentle breeze that really refreshes - I start quoting this: “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” ~ Maryanne Williamson Ever wondered how simply we brush the idea of a fairy with tiny little wings, and yet in our deepest of hearts wished we had one lil fair...