The home and the world

Hospitals are a world in themselves. You feel it more when one of your loved ones is admitted into one. The feeling of you becoming a part of the hospital is more when the stay at the hospital is an extended one. The staff of hospitals…… the nurses, brothers, ward boys, ayyas- mavshis, the administrative staff and of course the doctors surely must be made of more tenacious material than the rest of us. I really wonder how they can go through the daily drudgery of tense moments that are so much a part of a hospital environment. And for us lesser human beings, they come to mean such a lot in our hours of worries during the stay. How much I would like to thank each of them, whose tiny gestures meant such a lot to all of us during our stay there. The soft spoken receptionist, who patiently dictated the details of the procedure for admission, the calm and peaceful face of the ward boy who helped my dad on to the hospital bed, the young and freshly joined new nurse who, though new with lots...

To understand something and to think one understands something are two different things. The faster you understand the difference, the quicker will be your advancement as a human being. One needs to live an emotion or sentiment to understand its true meaning, worth or value. To think that one is something and to be something are two different things. To live for something and to think you are living for something are two different things. To think that your family is your world and your family being your world are two different things. To think you are helping someone and being of help are two different things. You being you and the world’s perception of you Are two different things.

ASLAN – The lion king! Watched THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA - PRINCE CASPIAN today. Loved it. ASLAN – the lion king will stay with me forever. I'll bring forth his image in front of my eyes whenever I have a troubled heart. His image is heart warming, soothing, comforting and awe - inspiring. His poise… stance… posture, whatever you call it, is so dignified that you can’t help loving him! A big thank you from me to whoever was responsible in creating this character and its graphics as well. They knew their job well!

मन माझे ! मन वारा, मन पसारा, मनाचा पिंगा, मनाचा दंगा. मनात मी, माझ्यात मन, गुण किती त्याचे, किती अवगुण. मन सागर, मन डबके, मन वीज, मन पाउल हलके. मन अंधार, मन आधार, मन स्वप्नांचा मोठा बाजार. मन आनंदाची उकळी, मन गर्द काळी पोकळी, मन वात्सल्याचा झरा, मन अभिमानाचा मळा. मन नागिणीचा फणा, मन शुभ्र मोत्यांचा दाणा. मन तू अन मन मी, मनाचे गूढ सांगू किती? मन चिंता, मन गुंता, मन रानातल्या पाउल वाटा. मन डोळ्यांची ओली किनार, मन सुबक ठेंगणे वृक्ष चिनार. मन सगे, मन सोबती, मन, मनात दर्वल्णारी प्रीती. मन राग, मन लोभ, मन असीम आनंदाचा डोह ! मन विचार, मन आचार, मन जीवन मर्माचे सार. मन दिशा, मन नशा, मन नव नवलायीची उषा. मन सांझ, मन सकाळ, मन फुटके करंटे कपाळ. मन झोका, मन धोका, मन प्रेमातल्या आणा भाका. मन आतुर, मन फितूर, मन जंगलातला कोल्हा चतुर. मन शांत, मन अशांत...... मन माझे एक अनोळखी प्रांत ! मनाचे रुसवे, मनाचे फुगवे, मन तृणाचे मखमल हिरवे. मन म्हणजे दिशा चार, मन मुक्त वाऱ्याचा संचार. मन रिझवी, मन फसवी, मन एका क्षणात हसवी. मनात विश्व, विश्वात मन, मन कधी अणु रेणूंचे कण. मनाचा माझ्या लागेना थांग, हरे कृष्ण, आता तर...

  These days a thought has bothered me so much so that it has kept me awake at nights for hours together. Its a simple thought... I had attended a 10-day vipassana course where, among the other things, I learnt that one has to be able to see the world as it is, i.e one should be able to perceive the world in its real form.. its absolute value. but is it so easy to do it? I think its too difficult, as one is all the time looking at life and the world with one's coloured thoughts and pre-conceived notions.. prejudices... and opinions. At least I do so all the time without realising it. To live a life with a pure and untroubled heart is a HERCULEAN TASK. I hope I get things right in this lifetime itself.

When sometimes you have leisure time and all the thoughts occurring in your mind seem to be a repeat of things having once visited you, your mind becomes sick and bored, but then what else can it do? This is what becomes of creatures like me who haven’t yet found their purpose in life. It’s okay, I say, albeit, with a few pangs of guilt. Life is, but a journey ! (Is it? But then, you have to sound philosophical to reduce the pain of non-action.) Okay, so what if I sound philosophical? It’s better than sounding boring, not to anyone else, but to myself. You see, I am the only one who’s going to read this crap. Hmmm….. come on, let me share a thought with you. Life is so beautiful, with all its happiness and sorrow. Every person has encountered it !! When I have witnessed grief or a moment of joy I was always overwhelmed by the intensity of the feeling. One day as I sat by the window , I happened to notice the flowers of the madhumalti creeper happily ...

Deep in the recesses of every heart is an eternal spring of pure and noble thoughts. To keep it flowing, one has to ensure that the constant flow of positive feelings is never broken by a single stray thought of negative ideas.