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Just some random musings....
Friday, April 16, 2010
Still learning abt life...
The mind is a funny creature. It will not rest till it finds the answer or rather plainly put a justification. It hardly matters to the mind if the analysis is correct or not. What matters is if the answer can buy it some momentary peace! So there I was lying in bed trying to buy my quota of peace tonight. Giving myself all sorts of explanations, justifications, theories to tell myself that it was ok that events unfolded as it did and its all a matter of chance or fate whatever one chooses to calls it. However ‘Accept reality’ sounds so good when preaching to others but it requires strength to truly embrace the same. I had read umpteen numbers of self help books, books on letting go but when it came to actually facing my fears, I was not ready to put what I learnt into practice. Why have I failed to learn life’s lessons? Is it because I am still not ready to accept the fact that I am not in total control of the events unfolding in my life? Why am I not able to see all the good things around me, the million blessings that I have and yet just focus on a single perceived failure? I was at a loss to understand my predicament. Was I pushing myself too hard? Or it could be trying to accept reality directly bypassing the phase of disbelief and anger?
Buddhists talk about Mindfulness. It is a state of complete awareness where I allow myself to be immersed in the present moment without any judgement. A state of absolute stillness of mind whereby we perceive the present moment as the only moment with us and embrace it totally. Everytime I have tried this I found myself moving towards a state of peace. I may not become the happiest person around by practicing this but it brings me a step closer to being at peace. Being at peace with myself and in harmony with those around me.
So here was life throwing one more of her challenges at me. I may be tempted to turn back and ask “Why me?” but Arthur Ashe’s famous retort always reminds me that life needs to be judged on the whole and not in parts. Life may not be fair, but it is not fair for all and thus in a way it is fair. I know I will learn to find my way around and be better prepared the next time disappointment comes around. After all, battles, victories and losses are all built in our lives to teach us something. And when the student is ready, the Teacher always appears.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
The 'Other' Son!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
10 years after Kargil
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
A Valuable Lesson!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Life and times at the Mussoorie Academy
Friday, September 19, 2008
Letting Go of the need to Control
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Whats in a name?
So here I am...Blogging for the first ever time! Better late than never I guess. When I racked my brains as to what my first ever blog post should be on, it didnt take me long to narrow down to that famous saying of Juliet Capulet "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Juliet rejects a name as an artificial and meaningless convention. This topic also happens to be the first ever time I spoke on stage…so all the more reason for picking this as my first blog topic.
In countries like ours, we have ceremonies running into days devoted to naming the new born. In most cases, the surname signifies the family name or the caste. Most Indonesians do not use a family name and stick to just one name while the Japanese usually do not use a middle name. In some Spanish countries, people have two last names: their mother's father's name and father's name! One has to really wonder then if these names are just labels or social identities. I for one have always been against display of one's social identity through names. It could be for the fact that I come for caste ridden country or even the fact that I use just a single word name.
However names also influence us. I had this one friend of mine with the name Shiv Sewak meaning Servant of Lord Shiva ( a Hindu God). He told me something very interesting. He was not a very religious person but the day he came to know the significance of his name, a transformation occured within him. He felt a natural attraction towards the Lord and today he is a devotee.
We have always been told never to judge a book by its cover. I have always tried to live my life that way. Sometimes a name as a social tag becomes very hard to shed and one is always viewed with some kind of bias. This is something that I have always tried to guard myself against. Allow every person to be the person she or he is actually before judging them. I am aware that my country(India) is named after a river (Indus) which flows today only in a small territory within India. Yet the change of the name does not take away the essence of the country. Whether the names have changed to Kolkatta, Mumbai, Chennai or Bengaluru, the spirit of the city has always remained the same. So the next time someone asks me why being a South-Indian I have a Punjabi sounding name, my answer to them would be "Whats In A Name?"