Wednesday, August 22, 2007

LOOKING THROUGH A CHILD'S EYES




When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.

When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.

When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen. My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.

When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.

When I pray I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that. My kids say, "Hi God!!! Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."

When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and clothes, and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and worms to play with.

I wonder if we are given kids to teach, or to learn from?

-Author Unknown

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Boast of Quietness

Writings of light assault the darkness, more prodigious than meteors.

The tall unknowable city takes over the countryside.

Sure of my life and death, I observe the ambitious and would like to understand them.

Their day is greedy as a lariat in the air.

Their night is a rest from the rage within steel, quick to attack.

They speak of humanity.
My humanity is in feeling we are all voices of that same poverty.

They speak of homeland.
My homeland is the rhythm of a guitar, a few portraits, an old sword,the willow grove’s visible prayer as evening falls.

Time is living me.

More silent than my shadow, I pass through the loftily covetous multitude.

They are indispensable, singular, worthy of tomorrow.

My name is someone and anyone.

I walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away he doesn’t expect to arrive.

- Jorge Luis Borges

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Saturday, March 31, 2007

Tears and Rain


Only recently did I get a chance to listen to James Blunt (I know Im a little late :)), the singer-song-writer, whose debut album ‘Back to Bedlam’ created quite a wave. He sings as if he is crying out a prayer for the heavens to hear, making you want to cry right beside him.. His voice has this animal-like quality that could echo within the hollow corridors of your mind.. His words are so perfect that they seem to have engraved in your heart forever..

I was touched by each and every song in this album. This is one of the songs that brought a tear to my eye.


Tears and Rain….

How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.


This album is special to me because it was the first present ever to be gifted by my beloved. Other beautiful songs in this album are ‘You’re Beautiful’, 'Goodbye My Lover’, ‘High’ and ‘Cry’.

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Thursday, March 08, 2007

THE LIGHT WITHIN...



There isnt enough darkness in this world to blow away the light within me...

I do not know who had written these words... But I remember reading this a long time ago, and the words have been resonating within me ever since...

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Friday, December 08, 2006

PROGRESS

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable persists in trying to adapt the
world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.

- George Bernard Shaw

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

UNITED WE DESTROY...


Love, friendship, and respect do not unite people as much as a common hatred of something.

- Anton Chekov

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Thursday, October 12, 2006

The World will never know my Beauty...

Sharbat Gula - Her face, her eyes and the thousand things they said became famous when it was featured on the June 1985 cover of National Geographic Magazine. Gula's picture was taken by National Geographic photographer Steve McCurry. She was an Afghan Girl orphaned during the Soviet Union's bombing of Afghanistan and sent to the Nasir Bagh refugee camp in Pakistan in 1984.


The world will never know my beauty..,
It is far too ignorant and blind to understand...

Or even see something so exalted.

I’ll love whomever I please, and I have, and still do..

I’m broken but strong, knowing
I’ll never die by society’s hand- though
Its weight makes it harder to breathe...

So I walk on and I walk tall,
With every moment of pain displayed on my delicate skin..
A road map to what once was,
A place I never plan to venture.

I live for the moment alone,
Forget the future and the past,
They exist only in one’s mind.

I expect little but hope for the world,
Think small but dream big..

The world will never know my beauty,
For I could never be part of this world...

- Unknown Poet

~I came across this poem... thought it was AWESOME...~

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