Peace - - -

My attempt to express thoughts in poem format.

SERENE

Peace - 

For child it’s sleep

For adult it’s a day off

For oldies it’s death

For world it’s no war

Peace is what the world needs fast                                                 

Peace is something the most sought

It can’t come by waging wars

But who knows the definite path?

We close our eyes to get some peace

Images of past daunt our sleep

We try to dream of a happy future

And the moment of failure tear us apart

A task done makes us happy

A taunt made makes us sad

Our eyes longs for consent

We fear the sight of reject

We blame people for destroying our peace

But did we ever see our self-play?

We are the ones who gave over our rights

Then how can we put off the blame?

Every day we wake up to prove to the world

In this mad race we have forgotten our real self

Peace and happiness are traits of our personality

They have just got tainted with clouds of rationality

It’s time we wake up and take the charge

And do the undone of self-task

Let us be responsible for our peace

Let it start and end in our hearts.

~~Trust, Faith & Belief~~Destiny!

Greetings to all fellow sufferers of the human condition. "Such

 a life on such a planet"! Yeah! How many nodding in consent?No, this is not going to be a post for the pessimistic and sadist outlookers of life. So let me repeat -


Greetings to all fellow sufferers of the human condition. "Such a life on such a planet"! However if you think about it a minute, you can remember brief moments in your life when everything did add up and make sense, complete with feelings of peace, well-being, and an overwhelming sense of purposefulness and zest for life. Now granted, these blissful experiences don't occur often, seldom last long, and are not easily generated at will, but you will never forget that feeling you once experienced on a mountaintop, at the beach, in a lover's arms, in spiritual ecstasy, or some other special moment of your life.

We have a shararati doctor in our group of SBG’ians. To give you all a background, we are group of 8 friends. Our parents managed to give us as different names as possible with especially different first alphabets. Still we managed to give our group a common identity of SBG, named after the nick names given to all 8 of us based on our distinctive personality. This my most precious and graduation day’s friends circle. I can imagine each one of us the sharing our lives from our first date, first job, and first break up to the first (hopefully only) marriage (kidding guys in good sense), first of those special moments, first baby and then our kids becoming friends…….

How many girls reading this post can imagine her most beautiful dream of life i.e. marriage being decided in a span of few days? How many can even think of leaving your city within a month to embrace a new life with a person whom you have not met till the day before your marriage just with the belief and trust on parent’s choice? To be honest, I couldn’t have gone a single step in that blind direction.

This shararati doctor of our group, always known for being organised, matured and most sensible welcomed or rather cherished this new phase of her life with a smile. We all friends kept telling her this is not the way things should be happening, but she always smiled back and said – I believe first in God, then in my parents and finally in my destiny. Soon this shararati doctor of SBG became someone’s wife, someone’s daughter-in-law, someone’s sister-in-law and the list goes on...!

Recently she celebrated her second anniversary with her first baby girl. As I saved her daughter’s photograph on my desktop, I gave it a closer look. The baby’s lips and eyes resembled that of her. Suddenly an emotion ran across and I could feel the closeness to the baby inspite of the distance. I realised this is baby of our Saloni (shararti doctor), our friend Saloni. She’s a mom now. And I don’t know why tears ran down my eyes recapping those moments we spent as friends and realisation of how one of us have grown up emotionally to take so many responsibilities and the biggest being that of Mom.

That's SBG's Shararati doctor

Her daughter 

   
Everything happens for a reason. So what if you’re not able to connect dots standing here. Have courage, take a step forward, face it all with trust and you’ll smile seeing how the dots connect looking backward. Today everything in Saloni’s life adds up and makes sense, complete with feelings of peace, with a caring husband and a pretty daughter. (Picture Perfect)

Love you Saloni.

P.S: Too Fast Forward but a thought:

 I don’t know which anniversary 7 of us will be celebrating when you celebrate yours 25th :) Also what will be the age difference between our kids :)



With Love

Cheers SBG

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It's been a year

It's splashing rains on roads of Bangalore. I love it, i enjoy it, no matter how much trouble it cause to people or neusensse it create on roads. I took the extra walk under the pleasant drizzle while praying God it does not rain heavily (courtesy my laptop, running nose and bad throat :P)


So - What gets me here. Yayyy..:) :) :) It's been a year. Exactly a year back i designed my personal space and had my first post up. Meet The Multifacet started with a downturn (Ref: 1st Post) and posts rolled over variety of emotions. Friends, doston, saathiyon, critics A very Special Thanks for following my blog religiously and pouring in your lovely comments. Also  every other reader/non reader who must have only hit it by mistake and walked away reading/not reading- Thank you for being there always - It kept my reader stats ticking :)


Truly delighted. If i look back at all my posts, i am able to recollect every small or big moment i have been through in the last one year. It has nothing been short of my Personal diary - Emotions of Anger, frustration, confusion, childishness, happiness, excitement - all have found a space here and have kept me going throughout.


So what special I have on this day to share - Well yes you got to bear and i can already read a few exaggerated comments from my brother in my mind - It's one more photo - Yeah! Few thanking it's only ONE...Hehe...I aim to spread smile and innocence and i have one photo that have generated smile everytime i have seen since i clicked. 

Aawww..:)That's Amisha with her doll (i forgot doll's name )

I was a stranger to her 1 min back and soon we both were chatting. That's a child - Give a smile and you shall get more of it in return :)


Signing off on this note blogdosts :) Thank you for being there always. 

Nurturing Desire ~~~

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Dear friends. I have always thought i have something in me that makes me want to capture lifestyle in photographs. But it  ended nowhere till now. Now i am considering it to take it on a serious level. And what best place than this to share my "yet not so great" but later "might be great work"..:D 

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Learning’s of Life & Death

She was the most powerful women I knew personally. Everyone thought twice before speaking to her. I personally was shit scared at her sight when I was a child. She was “Bai” for us and “Kamala devi Laddha” for rest - my grandmother. The lady who travelled at the age of 40 also on his son’s bike for hours together, the one who walked down the road alone at night to ensure safety of her farm growing’s, she was often metaphored with  Indira Gandhi.  On 18^th of April, the strong lady’s soul left her body to continue on another journey. The text message brought tears into my eyes and I left for office.

As I went home this weekend the Pooja room where she spent maximum of her time looked deserted without her. Her photo frame on wall questioned my thoughts I had put together so far as learning’s from Brahmakumaris – Sister Shivani says this life journey is not the beginning and end of all. It is a very small part of the large journey as a soul. Our soul change costumes and this is just one of them we have got. Do not be sad when a soul leaves the body. It is just that all accounts with the relationships developed in this life were settled. Now is the time to begin new settlements, influence new lives.  It was time for THEM to move on and for their well- being YOU have to accept it.

Just like a relationship between mother and a son – where the son is living abroad – mother says everything’s is fine to keep son away from all troubles. Why? Because mother wants the son to be happy. Similarly we show our love in different relationships in different ways even though we may be miles apart. We think we are together only with physical presence or ability to communicate via technology. She emphasizes it’s not true. A soul remembers past life, remembers you, loves you – but is not able to contact you. By crying and mourning, you’re making things difficult for them. They would be reminded of pain and suffering of their loved ones (you) and will not be able to start their new journey peacefully. Remember them, but always remember with a smile. Recollecting this I smiled seeing her photo remembering how I took my careful steps into the room when I visited her.

Together with me, blogdosts, pray – May her soul rest in peace with a Smile!!!