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Saturday, August 31, 2013
jello story
if only life came in a semi-transparent case like jello, we would know exactly what to expect without ever unwrapping .. but then, will jello be a jello? #LifeInColor #mindbogglers
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
one moment in time
my feet submerged in white sand
my eyes watching the sun rise
a fish swims to drop a hello
the cold waves move me
taking the shore sand along
opposites mirroring, reflecting
enchanted, they smile at each other
a silent rendezvous at the horizon
a union of the yin and the yang
an unspoken language
only an open heart can see
sometimes shallow, sometimes deep
yet mesmerizing and calling
touching all my senses
a chance, a leap of faith
takes me farther than I can imagine
feeling the wonder, the roots
of what lies beyond my understanding
that moment when it seems
in my grasp, the next I lose it all
no matter the closeness
still see the vastness in my mind
all that I pictured is real
has a life of its own
still cannot fathom the beauty
the strangeness of me in it
the closeness of it all
tasting the sand, the salt and my
passion
absorbing the sun, the moon and the
blue
soaking the scent in the air
astound with zilch
one with the blue
one with the moment
one with myself
- jasmin
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
a new light
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 most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doses not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the Glory of god that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as 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.
By Marianne Williamson
Friday, August 24, 2012
Finding new definitions
Yes! Everyone wants to be
the first in every race but not experimenting in life. Well, not that I go out
of my way to make this statement true but I do try it sometimes and it has
worked wonders for my spirit and my esteem. There is a phase in life when one
needs to make rational choices and I have done that too… Then there are days
when one takes a break and simply forgoes all the fears and drowns into the sea
of momentum… the rest of them are plain lazy to even get on their feet and jiggle…
all one needs is a nudge and they are set to go .. what stops us from doing
anything is lack of acceptance and that finger that points at you because you
are different. I guess its time we shed the clothes of skepticism and just be
the best that we can be … and that is …
“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow
yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but
define yourself.” ― Harvey
Fierstein
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Fools rush in
I heard this song in a film titled 'Fools rush in' and I just fell in love with the lyrics. It resurrected my years as a teenager complaining and bragging about my folks, times when I fought with my angels over a silly remote, begging to help me out with my journals, whispering in the dark below the sheets after ma turned off the lights, gazing at the sky when all went asleep, aspired to be a doctor, then a writer and then an officer diving into the blue sky, lost and found I wondered like everyone else ...
Go ahead, you must read it too ...
When I was younger I believed, that dreams came true.
Now I wonder.
Cause' I've seen much more dark skies, than blue.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that I could win.
Now I wonder.
There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.
Now I wonder.
I keep on searching for the old me, I keep on thinking I can change.
I keep on hoping for a new day, will I ever feel the same?
Now I wonder.
Oh I wonder.
Now I wonder.
by Chris Issak
Go ahead, you must read it too ...
When I was younger I believed, that dreams came true.
Now I wonder.
Cause' I've seen much more dark skies, than blue.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
I keep on praying for a blue sky, I keep on searching through the rain.
I keep on thinking of the good times, will they ever come again?
Now I wonder.
Now I wonder.
When I was younger I believed, that I could win.
Now I wonder.
There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.
Now I wonder.
I keep on searching for the old me, I keep on thinking I can change.
I keep on hoping for a new day, will I ever feel the same?
Now I wonder.
Oh I wonder.
Now I wonder.
by Chris Issak
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Motherhood

All these years I was confined by the bond of motherhood, the moment this bond slipped out of my hands, I realize that it was, not just a bond but a relationship that I never chose but it had a composure that none of the other relations, that I choose would ever have, she helped me to see this world even when she did not know me, she carried me all the way with a smile on her face and pain in her eyes which hardly anyone noticed because they anticipated me not the pain she went through, she did things that she despised just to nourish me when I was within her just to be certain that I was fine, she cried when I sought to step out from the darkness to the world of light but when I opened my eyes, I saw her smiling at me forgetting the moments of pain, apprehensions and all that she had to undergo all this while, her face was glowing with contentment, she was no more a woman but my mother whom I knew now and I gave her a sense of creation, a sense of wholeness within herself as she attained motherhood.
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