a thought worth considering………gud day…….

haan toh yeh hua….holi par humaara ek chota sa woh kya kehthe hain…

waise doston…holi hai hi itna khoobsurat thiohaaar……sochne jao, tab bhi...na socho tab bhi……….it does bring out the child in everyone….and the desire to celebrate forgetting all inhibitions…..

so here’s to a lovely celebration…...

 but i wonder abt Him…
  what is his game?
  in which we r the happless coins?

ABHI: U know Dibya u’d get each & every shade of our life, our thought processes, our love, pain, agony, exaltation, ecstasy in the poems of Tagore and that too at its highest imagination..I’ll send u some glimpses of it.. It is very difficult to distinguish his love poems from devotional poems..His seasonal songs from love songs…..Not a single emotion which we can conceive of has been left by him..As I told u earlier poetry is not just what it tells but it is equally important how it tells..The style with which he deals with his poems is something divine which cannot be explained in words….
 
DIBYA: that is the beauty of all all gud compositions Abhi…. it is aimed at that entity for which the soul yearns…..makes love and God synonomous….so there indirectly i have defined love..it is divinity personified….. i have had the highest regard for Tagore, Abhi….. though i have read only some translations….recently i explained a poem of his to my students..it is called Gitanjali
  it says God is not to be found within the mere walls of a temple…..if seek him you must , then seek him in the dust and toil of the path maker and of the labourer
 
 ABHI: In a song of rains he writes, “Have mercy on me, my love/ Keep ur light on my soul/ My eyes r full of tears in my sleep/In my dream I saw ur shadow/ I’ve a great doubt whether u really came or, not”
 
DIBYA:beautiful..it makes some chord witthin me vibrate….and i feel as he must’ve felt when he wrote these lines….. such poems make me feel one with the entire universe Abhi..…and to think that i wasted so many years not learning Bengali..
 
ABHI :”U have made me cry with ur love/ I feel myself ecstatic in my pains”
 Have u read these two lines from Tagore?

DIBYA: those words of Tagore seem to be speaking my heart..now why is it that i feel poets speak exactly the language of my heart?….you know i’ve written a poem abt this too..
  why is it that the pen is that of the poet..
  but what issues forth is not ink frm his pen..
  but blood oozing out frm my heart
 that is what i had written….. in hindi ofcourse
 
ABHI: “I won’t light my candle on the niche/ I will only listen to words of light coming from the distant darkness of the sky..” - Tagore….have u followed that he is listening to the ‘words of light’..?
 
DIBYA: yes …..that is indeed the beauty of the poem….. or rather that is poetry itself..
  the depth of vision and perception, that his words betray..words of light coming from the distant darkness of the sky.. u see the more u see the light in those words……the more u see the poetic beauty….of the poet’s creation..there is poetry not only in his words..but in his thoughts …and in his heart as well..
 

ABHI:But the unique way in which he writes these poems cannot be transmitted through translation..
 

DIBYA: Abhi.. if u want a pearl u will delve into the depths of the ocean for it
  so if i want to get at the bottom of someone’s poetry.. i will delve into the depths of the translated versions and find the soul of the poet therein


ABHI: Wow ! Beautiful realisation..

Deby:——so then?????/

Sahil:——-so then what deby??/…..tell me how u wud describe urself??

(he knew it and i knew it that this was an attempt to cut the argument short….otherwise we r usually at each other’s throats……so i concluded….)

Deby—-Oh gimme a name that means…JUST ANOTHER CASUALTY IN THE SCHEME OF CREATION……………

(So Sahil is out there somewhere searching for a name of that meaning…….and that will keep him busy for sometime…)

(so i am busy too these days….looking out for Sahil’s Kinaara……)

      independence day…………
      a day for celebration…yes…!!!!!! 
      a day for introspection…???????????
      definitely the need of the hour 
   in posting this video……..
   it is not my intention to advocate,
   taking of the law into one’s hands
   by the common man……………..
   my idea is drawing attention
   to the numerous QUESTIONS
   raised in this piece…………
   and the point in QUESTION
   is not just the bomb blasts…..
   it is each and every issue
   that is plagueing the nation today…….                                             

        http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCiviB9BDVk
                  
 

           http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0M0EZ8T5J8
 

                       http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLCJXz9dbdg
                              

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                              
                                                                                                 
                                                                                             
                                                                                                                  
            independence day…………
            a day for celebration…yes…!!!!!! 
            a day for introspection…???????????
             definitely the need of the hour 
              in posting this video……..
                   it not my intention to advocate,
                     taking of the law into one’s hands
                      by the common man……………..
              my idea is drawing attention
                 to the numerous QUESTIONS
                  raised in this piece…………
             and the point in QUESTION
                 is not just the bomb blasts…..
            it is each and every issue,
           that is plagueing the nation today…….                            
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCiviB9BDVk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syYgTeAFgfU

and oh, i forgot…on my way home, i passed by the small local shop, near the school, which is always overflowing with children purchasing things, in a hurry…..Anand maama….the kids call him……what wud anand maama think of the clips, i thought….his grey cells wud go somewhat like this….one' box of 100 clips cost me Rs10….that wud mean….10 clips per Re….if i sell these to these kids at 5 clips per Re…then…blah…blah…”

by the time i sat down to blog, deby’s mind was racing….Hey, I said to myself…..Different minds……different perspectives…..different reactions…..yet all living gloriously, laughing life away…..is’nt that what living is all about….that’s when i thought…why not ask my iland friends about these by-now-famous-clips??…..and that’s how the last blog came to be…..
and sure enough….the comments r truly amazing…..am reproducing' some of them…..

aameen khan....a group of people..different cultures…castes..religions …naam koi , boli koi;laakhon roop aur chehere…; bolke dekho prem ki boli, sab tere, sab mere hain…..

deepak shukla….. yun betarteeb se na jiyo zindagi..thoda sajo..sanvaaro zindagi yun' toh khushi aur gham dono hi yahaan milthe hain, par ghamon mein bhi saath do zindagi ka……..

rahul….
.Jindagi ka taana baana kuch yun buna !Rang bhare hazaaron aur tumko chuna !!….. colourful clips resembling diff sorts of life,… ups and downs, joys n sorrows…n it depends how u take them i.e.in a constructive way or in any other way…but ultimately u hv to use them wisely coz together dey make ur life...

sanat..a melangee of ideas…

indresh…as different thoughts hit the mind….different colours….

manju bakshi…rangon se bejaan cheezon mein bhi jaan aa jaathi hai……[yes manju...zindagi mein ek pichkaari uparwaale ke haath mein hoti hai, ek hamaare haath mein...kuch rang usne chidke...kuch humne....ho gayi zindagi, rangon ki holi....]

'shahid’s comment, i think,sums up the story of the clips very well…..this heap of clips has a life of its own….every clip is extra-ordinary in its own way….one clip may be used to secure exam-papers in a school…another clip may find itself holding the sheaves of paper together that hold the oaths of a President to the nation…..like every clip can be special….so also every human being…everyone is beautiful in their own way…and we need all types to complete the picture of this universe…hand in hand we walk and mingle…together we make a difference to this world….to this universe……

[that was beautiful, shahid....i cud'nt have put it better........and a great thanks to aameen, deepak, indresh, sanat,manju, rahul.....u have truly filled my blog of today with wonderful colours...together ur views present a truly harmonious picture...like the clips...and the others ofcourse...ankit, akhtaar, sara, pradeep, iveenia....ur encouraging comments..r what draw me to the blog page,..... the magnetic field....as i say...thank u so much..]

he he he….i know …i know …u cannot call this poetry by any yardstick…..was just thinking out loud , ……shall try to put the thoughts,in better shape, sometime…meanwhile…dear friends…am just in the mood for a little game with u……see the picture attached herewith…????…well …very innocent looking clips, for sure…..just do this much for me pleeeeeeeeeazzzze…….if u were asked to write a few lines on this pic….yup….that’s right….if u were asked to write a few lines on the pic…what wud that be….??/….yeah…plz write whatever thoughts the pic arouses in u…….come on it’s a game…..be sporting……
                     bye…..till we meet again……
                                          deby                        

Rano was indeed very upset……..something that had happened……something  that happens at one time or another, in everyone’s life…….a clash of sorts…….
She was upset to the extent that, when she crossed the road, on her way to school….it was at the cross-roads, where 3 roads met…an accident -prone area…coz no one followed any traffic rules at this juncture……she was so upset , that she crossed it head-on, wishing that some vehicle wud  hit her…..and that shd be the end of it. Ofcourse, had someone hit her, the poor guy wud have thought…isko meri hi gaadi mili thi kya?……

Anyway, she crossed the road…..Assembly:20 min.
She wud use those 20 min . to block everything from her mind…and get herself oriented for her first class of the day……
she cud’nt look at the dais, as usual,……… coz her eyes were threatening to well up …..In an attempt to compose herself, she looked down…studied her finger-nails…turned her hand, palm-side up…and studied the palm, absent-mindedly….she started noticing her hands…..a healthy pink……flushed with full- flowing blood…..healthier than many other hands she had seen…..her mind wandered….paler hands out there had achieved much more…and she with these two healthy hands, a strong, intelligent mind, a loving heart, …….endowed with qualities that many envied her…what can she not achieve, if she only set her mind to it……and here she was…on the verge of giving up on life……!!!As if in continuation of her thoughts…..on the dais, somebody was narrating a story for the assembled students……...

a beggar holding a dirty mud-stained vessel…begging for alms…..he had picked up the vessel from a temple, while alms were  being doled out……still begging, he reached a shop…the  shop-keeper, while tossing a coin into his vessel, exclaimed….”Hey….!!…..the vessel u r holding is made of
gold……u r actually so rich..u can give others, so much……. instead of
waiting for others to give u……u have’nt realized the value of what
u have…!!!!“

The TEMPLE….the house of God…….call it Nature if u will……endows us with
qualities, whose worth we sometimes do not realize. In our obsession with thinking about, what we do not get ,…we forget to enjoy what we do have…what we can share wid others…..

Rano was still very upset….still feeling low….nevertheless, she managed to extricate herself from those weak moments that threatened to spell disaster for her. She came out a winner again….The situation had not changed…Her attitude HAD…….
Our Attitudes matter a lot.Giving them direction, and nurturing them in that direction, is our foremost duty towards ourselves…and towards others…….

Rano, listened to the voice of the 2000 odd students, ringing in the air, as they sang……

    MAKE me a channel of ur peace….
    where there is darkness, let me bring  ur love…
    where there is injury, ur pardon God…..
    And where there’s doubt, true faith in u…….
  
   O Master, grant that i may never seek…
   so much to be consoled as to console……
   to be understood, as to understand……
   to be loved…as to love with all my soul…….

So, then…..this post is a bit long,  my friends….but .if u have read till here……..i hope u find ur time has not been wasted…..thanx for ur patience……and wish u all the best……
                                                                deby signing off………
                                                                   till we meet again…..