I know I will

Click here :: This video best explains what I mean in this poem!!

The last of the poems for now.
For a change I have tried to be positive in this poem. These are the points I truly practice/believe in (may be except the smile stanza, I believe in it, but do not practice much). This is what my parents have taught me from their life. This is what inspires me to move upwards.

 
I know I will

Each time I fell,
It didn’t pain me,
I knew I would fall again.
But, above all
I knew I would stand up again.


Each time I lost,
It didn’t break me,
I knew I would fail again.
But, above all
I knew I would try again.


Each time I won,
It didn’t complete me,
I knew I would win again.
But, above all
I knew I had to keep winning.


Each time I loved,
It didn’t empty me,
I knew I would love again.
But, above all
I knew I would always be true.


Each time I trusted,
It didn’t frighten me,
I knew I would trust again.
But, above all
I knew I would never break the trust.


Each time I bowed,
It didn’t shame me,
I knew I would bow again,
But, above all
I knew there are people greater than me.


Each time I smiled,
It didn’t tire me,
I knew I would smile again.
But, above all
I knew smile is infectious.


Each time I cried,
It didn’t sadden me,
I knew I would cry again.
But, above all
I knew I would wipe my tears and smile again!

I miss you

Here in the 3rd of the lot, I bring back the brood. Dark in nature, but so true in many cases.

Perfectly normal guys, start acting lost and completely disinterested all of a sudden. Friends, family do notice this change but are unable to pin point the cause and dismiss it as a part of their growing up. And the guy, remains so till he….who knows till when??


I miss you

It is a beautiful world
Thousands of colors,
Millions of smells,
A lot to know
A lot to do.

Yet, why do I feel so bad?
Thousands of stress,
Millions of worries,
Nothing I know,
Nothing I do.


It is a pleasant day
Bright sunlight,
Clear skies,
So much of hope
So much of energy!


Yet, why do I feel so down?
Dark room,
Cluttered desk,
So much of brood
So much of despair!


It is an enchanting night
Cool breeze,
Glittering stars,
So much of excitement
A lot to explore.


Yet, why do I feel so desperate?
Dried up tears,
Lonely bed,
So much of hurt
Nothing to loose.


It is indeed a beautiful world,
Days are pleasant,
Nights enchanting.
But with out you I feel
Bad, down and desperate.
I miss you,
You make my world, day and night!

The interview I never attended

Here is the 2nd poem, a little light hearted one; have tried to shift away from my usual melancholical style of poems.


The interview I never attended


I didn’t see the peel,
The banana peel.
I slipped and fell a mighty fall.
Interview, I had to attend
Now I am here in the general ward.


Doctor Doctor, I called out.
Out came a sister with a needle.
Pants were pulled down.
Bums exposed,
I waited for the dreaded prick.


Sister sister some one called,
Sister left me in a bother,
With out the prick
With out the pant,
I lay there in the general ward.


Dignity returned to me
So did a pain in the ass
When another sister
Gave me the pant
Gave me the prick.


Jinga lala Jinga lala
My heart sang
as doctor signed my discharge slip
aiyo amma aiyo amma
my heart yelled
When I saw the bill.


Tata bye bye, I said to the hospital
Caught a rickshaw back home
Only to realize suddenly
Like a monkey sitting on the terrace
It was I who threw the peel to the spot I fell!!

 

Yesterday, Night

Folks,

wrote few poems in the last couple of days , which I feel you can empathise with.....
I am starting off with the 1st of the lot, "yeterday, night". This poem dwells into the unending wait of a lonely heart!



 Yesterday, Night


In the darkness of night, yesterday,
I sat thinking.
Looking at the moon, up so high.
I wondered.
How long it has been; How far have we drifted.


The cold breeze caressing my face asks,
Do you remember? Do you still feel?
My heart says with a slight ache,
Long it has been, far we have been; But
Yes, o dear, yes! I still remember, I still feel.


The Fragrance of night engulfed me,
The clouds shadowed the moon.
Lonely I was, once again in the night.
Long back; years back,
I had felt the same loneliness.
When I was engulfed and you were shadowed.


Yesterday, in the night, I sat thinking.
I saw the moon, I felt the breeze.
Every night before yesterday night,
I saw the moon, I felt the breeze.
Hoping; you still remember, you still feel.

Zen... not the Maruti Zen

I think I have been bitten by the ZEN bug. I just happened to buy a book on Zen and now I am addicted to the concept behind Zen and its innumerable parables/stories…


Let me share some info on Zen with you….

Zen philosophy for ages has had a mystic effect on the spiritually attuned minds. The manner in which the principles are unfolded is unique and effective. In the modern era Zen is equivalent to the oriental style of spirituality. But, did you know that Zen actually had its origin from the Vedas and the puranas?

It was a south Indian prince by the name of Bodhidarma, who had had an early Hindu upbringing and later embracing Buddhism, who as a monk wandered to the east (China, Japan) and conceived and spread the thoughts of the Zen philosophy that is prevalent today.

The Interesting part of Zen teachings are its stories. Each story carries a deep meaning which might not be clear to a casual reader. Beauty of these stories is that the readers can have varied interpretation and understanding based upon their perception.

These stories are also known as the koans or the puzzles. Yes, these can be puzzles as each person may interpret the story differently, only a person with higher sense of understanding can interpret each of these correctly. Now, you might ask, “Do we have fixed or predefined solution/translation to it?” The answer is NO. These stories carry no further elaboration or explanations. It is said that different Zen masters had different interpretation of the koans and had their separate set of disciples. The koans that we read now, are scenes that have happened between the master and the disciple; It is said that the disciples spent years pondering on these koans.

What I liked about Zen is that it makes you THINK, it makes you use your mind and also apply it. If you can interpret these stories/koans positively and try implementing them in life, then I would say that you are going to be one cool dude!!

It is also known that the Ninjas follow the Zen school f teaching and they implement the essence of Zen into their art.

Over the years man masters have added more koans to the repository. And just like the panchthantra and the Jataka /Hitopdesha tales have been popular in far east.

You can find the koans on the internet and also what others have tried to make out of these koans. It will be interesting to see how varied and conflicting they are.

These are links that lead you to Koans and other Zen related articles.

http://www.ashidakim.com/zenkoans/zenindex.html

http://www.ibiblio.org/zen/cgi-bin/koan-index.pl

http://www.angelfire.com/electronic/awakening101/mumonkan.html