tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78545399255548927602024-03-06T12:02:40.879-08:00AmruthavarshiniMeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-24522165181851306972021-09-02T10:44:00.001-07:002021-09-02T10:44:06.210-07:00ಒಂಟಿ ಹೂವು..<p> ಒಂಟಿ ಹೂವು..</p><p>ಕೆಳಗೆ ಬಿದ್ದರೂ ನಶಿಸಿಲ್ಲ,</p><p>ಯಾರದೋ ಕಾಲಡಿ ನಲುಗಿಲ್ಲ</p><p>ತನ್ನತನ ತೊರೆದಿಲ್ಲ</p><p>ಯಾರಾದರೂ ಎತ್ತಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ಆಸೆಯೂ ಇಲ್ಲ;</p><p>ತವಕವೂ ಇಲ್ಲ,</p><p>ಒಂಟಿ ಹೂ ಆದರೇನು</p><p>ದೇವರ ಮುಡಿಗೇರುವ ಅರ್ಹತೆ </p><p>ಇನ್ನೂ ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡಿಲ್ಲ.. </p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-90870358499789454882021-08-08T11:28:00.000-07:002021-08-08T11:28:03.287-07:00ಮೀರಾ ಮತ್ತೆ ಹುಟ್ಟಿದ್ದು ರಾಧೆಯಾಗಿ. <p> ಮೀರಾ ಮತ್ತೆ ಹುಟ್ಟಿದ್ದು ರಾಧೆಯಾಗಿ. </p><p><br /></p><p>ಭಕ್ತಿ, ಭಾವಗಳು ಈಗ ಹರಿದಿದ್ದು ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಾಗಿ. ಕೃಷ್ಣನ ಒಲವೆಲ್ಲ ಅವಳಿಗೇ ಸೀಮಿತ, ಅಪರಿಮಿತ ಹಾಗೂ ನಿಷ್ಕಲ್ಮಷ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಧಾರೆ ಎಂದಿಗೂ ಕೃಷ್ಣನಿಗೆ. ಕೃಷ್ಣನ ಕೊಳಲೀಗ ಅವನ ಕಂಠದಲ್ಲೇ ಕರಗಿ ಹೋಗಿದೆ, ಅವನ ಮಧುರ ಮುರಳಿಯ ಗಾನ ಮತ್ತೀಗ ಅದೇ ರಾಧೆಗೆ. ರಾಧಾಳ ಹಣೆಯ ಸಿಂಧೂರ ಕೃಷ್ಣ. ಮದುವೆಯ ಪವಿತ್ರ ಬಂಧನ ಹಿಂದಿನ ಜನ್ಮದಲ್ಲೆಲ್ಲೋ ನಡೆದದ್ದಿದೆ, ಕೊನೆಯ ಜನ್ಮವಿರಬಹುದು, ಯಾವ ಬಂಧನದ, ಸಪ್ತಪದಿಗಳ, ಪ್ರಮಾಣಗಳ ಗೋಜಿಲ್ಲ. ಮತ್ತೆ ಅಗಲುವ ಆತಂಕವಿಲ್ಲ. ಜನ್ಮ ಜನ್ಮಕ್ಕೂ ಜೊತೆಯಾದವನು ಕೃಷ್ಣ. ಬೆರಳುಗಳ ಬೆಸೆದು ನಡೆಯುವ ದಾರಿ ಮುಂದೆಲ್ಲ ಹಸಿರಂತೆ. ಕೃಷ್ಣನ ಜೀವದ ಗೆಳತಿ ರಾಧೆಯಾದರೆ, ಅವಳ ಬಾಳಿನ ನಂದಾದೀಪ ಕೃಷ್ಣ. ಅವನ ಒಲವಿನ ಕರೆಗೆ ಸದಾ ಓಗೊಡುವ ರಾಧಾ, ಒಡಲಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊತ್ತು ತರುವುದು ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಷ್ಟೇ. ಅರಮನೆಯ ವೈಭೋಗ, ತಂಬೂರಿಯ ನಾದ, ಯಮುನಾ ನದಿಯ ತಟ, ಗೋವುಗಳ ಗಂಟೆಯ ಸದ್ದು, ಗೋಪಿಕೆಯರ ಕಾಲ್ಗೆಜ್ಜೆಯ ನಾದ ಇಂದಿಗೂ ಜೀವಂತ, ರಾಧಾ - ಕೃಷ್ಣರ ಮನಸಲ್ಲಿ. ❤️</p><p><br /></p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-82022349820985483922021-07-22T23:53:00.004-07:002021-07-22T23:55:50.959-07:00ಶಿಕ್ಷೆ<p> 22/7/21</p><p>ತಪ್ಪಲ್ಲದ ತಪ್ಪಿಗೆ ಶಿಕ್ಷೆಯಾಗಲೇಬೇಕು ಎಂದು ನಿದ್ದೆ ಇಲ್ಲದೆ ನರಳಿದ್ದ ಮನಸ್ಸು ಕೂಗಿ ಹೇಳುತ್ತಿತ್ತು ಮರು ಕ್ಷಣದಲ್ಲೇ ಕೈ ಸೇರಿತ್ತು ಹಳೆಯದಾಗಿ ಹಿಂದೆ ಸರಿದಿದ್ದ ಸೌಟು. ಗ್ಯಾಸ್ ಸ್ಟೌವ್ ಹಚ್ಚಿ ಉರಿಯುತ್ತಿದ್ದ ಬೆಂಕಿಯನ್ನೊಮ್ಮೆ ಶೂನ್ಯ ವಾಗಿ ದಿಟ್ಟಿಸುತ್ತಾ ನಿಂತಳು. ಕೈ ಯಾಂತ್ರಿಕವಾಗಿ ಸೌಟನ್ನು ಬೆಂಕಿಯ ಮುಂದ್ದೊಡ್ಡಿತು. ಕಾದು ಕೆಂಪಾದ ಸೌಟನ್ನು ಹಿಡಿದು ದೇವರ ಮುಂದೆ ಬಂದು ನಿಂತಳು. ಮನಸ್ಸು ಮೂಕವಾಗಿತ್ತು, ಕೇಳಲು ಹೇಳಲು ಏನೂ ಇರಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಬಲಗೈಲಿದ್ದ ಸೌಟು ಎಡಗೈಯ ಮೇಲೆ ಬರೆ ಎಳೆದೇ ಬಿಟ್ಟಿತು. ಚರ್ಮ ಸುಟ್ಟ ಆ ಕ್ಷಣದಲ್ಲಿ ಮನಸ್ಸು ಚೀರಿದ್ದು ಕೃಷ್ಣಾ ಎಂದಷ್ಟೇ. ನಿದ್ದೆಗೆಟ್ಟು ಬಳಲಿದ್ದ ಕಣ್ಣುಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ತಿಳಿ ನೀರಾಡಿದ್ದು ಗಮನಕ್ಕೆ ಬರಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಎಲ್ಲದಕ್ಕೂ ಮೀರಿ ತನ್ನ ಈ ನಿರ್ಧಾರಕ್ಕೆ ಕಾರಣವಾದ ವ್ಯಕ್ತಿಯ ಮಾತುಗಳು ಬಹಳ ಭಾರವೆನಿಸತೊಡಗಿತ್ತು. ಮೊದಲ ಬಾರಿಗೆ ತನ್ನನ್ನ ತಾನೇ ಶಿಕ್ಷಿಸಿಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದಳು, ಯಾರನ್ನೂ ನಿಂದಿಸದೆ. </p><p>ಮೊಣಕೈ ಮೇಲಿನ ಮೃದುವಾದ ಜಾಗ ಈಗ ಕಪ್ಪಗೆ ಸುಟ್ಟು ಬೊಬ್ಬೆ ಏಳತೊಡಗಿತ್ತು. ಮನಸ್ಸು ಗಟ್ಟಿಯಾಗಿತ್ತು, ಮತ್ತೆ ತಪ್ಪು ಮಾಡಲಾರೆ ಎಂಬ ನಿರ್ಧಾರದೊಂದಿಗೆ. ಸದಾ ಹಾಡುತ್ತಲೇ ಇರುತ್ತಿದ್ದ ಮೊಬೈಲ್ ಈಗ ಜೀವ ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡಂತೆ ಪಕ್ಕದಲ್ಲಿ ಬಿದ್ದಿತ್ತು. ನಿದ್ದೆ ಮಾತ್ರೆಯ ಮೊರೆ ಹೋಗುವ ಅಲೋಚನೆ ಸರಿ ಎನಿಸಿತು.</p><div><br /></div>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-6715285084302395362021-07-12T07:31:00.006-07:002021-07-12T07:32:06.460-07:00ಎಲ್ಲ ಗರ್ಭಕ್ಕೂ ಬಸಿರಿಲ್ಲಾ ಎಲ್ಲ ಭಾವಕ್ಕೂ ಹೆಸರಿಲ್ಲ<p> <span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ಎಲ್ಲ ಗರ್ಭಕ್ಕೂ ಬಸಿರಿಲ್ಲಾ ಎಲ್ಲ ಭಾವಕ್ಕೂ ಹೆಸರಿಲ್ಲ</span></p><p dir="ltr">
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<span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ಹೇಳಲು ಯಾಕೋ ಮಾತಿಲ್ಲ</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ಮನಸ್ಸಿನ ಮಾತನು ತಿಳಿಸಲು ಸಖಿಯೆ</span></p><p dir="ltr"><span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ಕ</span><span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ವಿತೆಗಳಿನ್ನು ಬೇಕಿಲ್ಲ</span></p><p dir="ltr"></p><p dir="ltr">
<span style="font-size: 1.09em;">ಎಲ್ಲ ಗರ್ಭಕ್ಕೂ ಬಸಿರಿಲ್ಲಾ ಎಲ್ಲ ಭಾವಕ್ಕೂ ಹೆಸರಿಲ್ಲ</span></p><span style="font-size: 1.09em;"></span><p></p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-4638713368718984172021-07-12T07:28:00.001-07:002021-07-12T07:28:10.158-07:00ರಚ್ಚೆ<p>ಮಗು ಮನಸ್ಸು ಚಂಡಿ ಹಿಡಿವುದೊಮ್ಮೊಮ್ಮೆ</p><p>ನೀ ಬೇಕೆಂದು, ನಿನ್ನಿರುವು ಬೇಕೆಂದು</p><p>ಬೊಗಸೆಯಲ್ಲಿಟ್ಟು ಮುಖವೊಮ್ಮೆ</p><p>ಅಳದಲ್ಲೆಲ್ಲೋ ಹುದುಗಿ ಕುಳಿತ</p><p>ನೋವನ್ನೊಮ್ಮೆ ಸವರಿ, ಹೊರಗೆಳೆದು</p><p>ಧುಮುಕಲು ಅನುವಾಗಿ ನಿಂತ</p><p>ಕಣ್ಣೆವೆಯಲ್ಲಿಯ ಹನಿಬಿಂದು ತೊಡೆದು</p><p>ಅಪ್ಪುಗೆಯ ಸಾಂತ್ವನ ನೀಡಲ್ಲೊಲ್ಲೆ ಏಕೆ !?</p><p>ಮಗು ಮನಸ್ಸು ಚಂಡಿ ಹಿಡಿವುದೊಮ್ಮೊಮ್ಮೆ</p><p>ಪುಸಲಾಯಿಸಿ ಮುದ್ದಿಸಲ್ಲೋಲ್ಲೆ ಏಕೆ !?</p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-87823136239062017422021-07-12T07:27:00.001-07:002021-07-12T07:27:12.444-07:00ಮನಸಿನಾಳದಿಂದ.. ನಿನ್ನವನು<p>ಒಂದಾದ ಮನಸುಗಳು ಮುರಿಯುವುದೇ ಹೀಗೇ ?</p><p>ಸುರಿಯುವ ಮೋಡಗಳು ಕರಗುವ ಹಾಗೆ</p><p>ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಗುಡುಗಿನಿಂದ, ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ನೋವಿನಿಂದ</p><p><br /></p><p>ಸದ್ದಿಲ್ಲ ಮನಸು ಮುರಿದಾಗ ಒಳಗೊಳಗೇ ಯಾತನೆ</p><p>ಕೆಟ್ಟ ಕನಸಿದು ಮುಗಿಯಬಾರದೆ ಎಂದು</p><p>ಮನಸಿನೊಳಗೆ ಪ್ರಾರ್ಥನೆ</p><p>ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಸಿಟ್ಟಿನಿಂದ, ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ನೋವಿನಿಂದ</p><p><br /></p><p>ನಿಜವೊಂದು ಮನಸಲ್ಲೇ ಅಡಗಿ ಕುಳಿತಿದೆ ಗೊತ್ತು</p><p>ನನಗಾಗಿ ಯಾರಿಲ್ಲ ಗೆಳತಿ ನಿನ್ನನ್ನು ಹೊರತು</p><p>ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಕನಸಲ್ಲಿ, ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ನನಸಲ್ಲಿ</p><p><br /></p><p>ನನ್ನ ಹಂಗು ನಿನಗಿಲ್ಲ ನಾ ಬಲ್ಲೆ</p><p>ಆದರೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ನಾನಿಲ್ಲ ನಲ್ಲೆ</p><p>ಕೇಳುವೆನು ಕ್ಷಮಿಸು</p><p>ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಅಧಿಕಾರದಿಂದ, ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಸಂಕೋಚದಿಂದ</p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-65186115415491506832021-04-20T06:05:00.002-07:002021-04-20T06:05:20.042-07:00ಅಮ್ಮಾ...<p> ಅದೇನೋ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲ, ಜ್ವರ ಬಂದಾಗೆಲ್ಲ ಬೇಕಾಗೋದು ಅಮ್ಮ, ಯಾವ ಡಾಕ್ಟರ್ ಅಲ್ಲ ಘಳಿಗೆಗೊಮ್ಮೆ ಬಂದು ಹಣೆ, ಕತ್ತು ಮುಟ್ಟಿ ನೋಡೋದು, "ರವೆ ಗಂಜಿ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಡ್ಲೇನೆ, ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಎಳನೀರು ಕುಡಿ, ಶಕ್ತಿ ಬರತ್ತೆ, ತಿಳಿ ಸಾರು ಮಾಡ್ತೀನಿ, ಬಿಸಿ ಬಿಸಿಯಾಗಿ ಊಟಾ ಮಾಡಿ ಮಲಗು" ಅನ್ನೋದು, ನಿದ್ದೆ ಮಾಡಿದ್ರೆ ರೂಮ್ ಬಾಗಿಲು ಮುಂದೆ ಮಾಡಿ, ಎಚ್ಚರ ಆಗದೆ ಇರಲಿ ಅಂತ ಮೊಬೈಲ್ ನಲ್ಲಿ ಸೀರಿಯಲ್ ನೋಡ್ತಾ ಕೂರೋದು, ಇದೆಲ್ಲ ಅಮ್ಮ ಮಾತ್ರ ಮಾಡೋಕೆ ಸಾಧ್ಯ. </p><p>ಅದೇನೋ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲ, ಅಮ್ಮ ಹೋದ ಎರಡು ವರ್ಷ ನಂಗೆ ಜ್ವರನೇ ಬಂದಿಲ್ಲ, ಈ ಸಾರಿ ಬಂದಾಗ ಅಮ್ಮ ಬೇಕೇ ಬೇಕು ಅನ್ನೋಷ್ಟು ರಗಳೆ ಆಗ್ತಿತ್ತು. ಅವತ್ತಿಗೆ ಅಮ್ಮ ಹೋಗಿ ಎರಡು ವರ್ಷಗಳು ಕಳೆದಿತ್ತು ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ..</p><p>ನೀ ಇರಬೇಕಿತ್ತು ಅಮ್ಮ..</p><p>ನನ್ನ ಮಗಳು ಅಮೆರಿಕಾಗೆ ಹೋದ್ಲು ಅಂತ ಎಲ್ಲರ ಹತ್ರ ಹೇಳಿಕೊಳ್ಳೋಕೆ..</p><p>ಎಷ್ಟು ಕೆಲಸ ಮಾಡ್ತಿ, ರಾತ್ರಿ ಬೇಗ ಮಲ್ಕೋ ಅಂತ ನಯವಾಗಿ ಗದರೋಕೆ..</p><p>ಅಷ್ಟು ದೊಡ್ಡ ಬೈಕ್ ಓಡಿಸ್ತಿ, ಹುಷಾರು ಕಣೋ ಅಂತ ಮೊಮ್ಮಗನ್ನ ಹೆದರಿಸೋಕೆ..</p><p>ಮೊಮ್ಮಗಳು ನನ್ನೇ ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ಇಷ್ಟ ಪಡೋದು, ಅವಳಿಗೆ ಅಜ್ಜಿ ಇದ್ದು ಬಿಟ್ರೆ ಸಾಕು ಅಂತ ಹೆಮ್ಮೆ ಪಡೋಕೆ..</p><p>ನನ್ನ ಮಗಳಿಗೆ ತವರು ಮನೆಗಿಂತ ಗಂಡನ ಮನೆನೇ ಹತ್ತಿರ ಅಂತ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಿಂದ ಚಾಡಿ ಹೇಳೋಕೆ..</p><p>ಈ ಸಾರಿ ಬಂದಾಗ ಒಂದಿಷ್ಟು ಹುಳಿಪುಡಿ, ಸಾರಿನ ಪುಡಿ ಮಾಡಿ ಇಡ್ತಿನಿ ಬಿಡು ಅನ್ನೋಕೆ..</p><p>ಅಮ್ಮಂಗೆ ಪಾಪ ವಯಸ್ಸಾಯಿತು, ನಮ್ಮ ಹೊಸ ಮನೆಗೆ ಕರಕೊಂಡು ಹೋಗಿ ಒಂದಿಷ್ಟು ದಿನ ನೊಡ್ಕೊಬೇಕು ಅಂತ ಹೇಳೋಕೆ...</p><p>ಅಮ್ಮ.. ನೀ ಇರಬೇಕಿತ್ತು, ನೂರ್ಕಾಲ. ಎರಡು ವರ್ಷಗಳು ಕಳೆದೇ ಹೋಯ್ತು ನಿನ್ನ ನೋಡದೆ, ಆದರೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಕನವರಿಕೆ ನಿಂತಿಲ್ಲ !</p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-60894965176920225482021-04-19T01:43:00.003-07:002021-04-20T06:06:14.026-07:00ನಿನ್ನ ನೆನಪು<p> ಮನದ ದುಗುಡವ</p><p>ಮರೆಮಾಸಲೆಂದೆ ಈ ನಸುನಗೆ</p><p>ಬಿಚ್ಚಿಡಲು ಸಾಧ್ಯವೇ ಇದನೆಲ್ಲ </p><p>ಬಟಾ ಬಯಲಿನಲಿ ನಿಂತಂತೆ ಭಾಸ</p><p>ಬೆರಳುಗಳ ಬೆಸೆದು </p><p>ಕೊಟ್ಟಂದೆ ಭರವಸೆಯ ಬೆಳಕು</p><p>ನೀನಿರಲು ನನಗೇನು ಬೇಕು</p><p>ನೀರ ಮೇಲಿನ ಗುಳ್ಳೆ</p><p>ಬರಲೆಂದೆ ಆಸೆ ದೂರ ತೀರಕೆ</p><p>ನೋವು ನಲಿವುಗಳ ಸಮ್ಮಿಲನ</p><p>ಈ ಬದುಕು</p><p>ಅದರ ಮೇಲೊಂದು ನವಿಲುಗರಿ</p><p>ನಿನ್ನ ನೆನಪು</p><p><br /></p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-42156652048620232402021-04-19T01:42:00.003-07:002021-04-20T06:05:52.504-07:00ಕನಸು ಕಾಣುವ ಮೊದಲೇ..<p> </p><p dir="ltr">17-Apr</p><p dir="ltr">ಕನಸು ಕಾಣುವ ಮೊದಲೇ</p><p dir="ltr">ನಿಂತಿದ್ದೆ ನೀ ಎದುರಲೇ</p><p dir="ltr">ಜೀವದ ಜೀವ ನೀನು</p><p dir="ltr">ಉಸಿರಿನ ಉಸಿರು ನೀನು</p><p dir="ltr">ನೀನಾದೆ ದಾರಿದೀಪ</p><p dir="ltr">ವಾತ್ಸಲ್ಯದ ಮೂರ್ತರೂಪ</p><p dir="ltr">ಬಾಳಿಗೆ ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ ನೀ ಬಂದೆ</p><p dir="ltr">ಹಣೆಯ ಸಿಂಧೂರ ನೀ ತಂದೆ</p><p dir="ltr">ಕಣ್ತುಂಬಿ ನಿನ್ನ ರೂಪು</p><p dir="ltr">ನನ್ನೊಲವೇ ನಿನಗೆ ಮುಡಿಪು</p><p dir="ltr">ನಿನಗಾಗಿ ತರುವೆ ಎಲ್ಲ ಸುಖ</p><p dir="ltr">ನೀನಾದೆ ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರಾಣ ಸಖ</p><p dir="ltr">ನನ್ನೆದೆಯ ಗರ್ಭಗುಡಿಯಲಿ</p><p dir="ltr">ನೆಲೆಸಿರುವೆ ನೀ ಚಂದದಲಿ</p><p dir="ltr">ನಾನೆಂದೂ ನಿನ್ನವಳು</p><p dir="ltr">ನೀನೆಂದೂ ನನ್ನವನು</p><p dir="ltr">ಚಿತೆಯಿರಲಿ ಚಿಂತೆಯಿರಲಿ</p><p dir="ltr">ನಾನಿರುವೆ ಜೊತೆಯಲಿ</p><p dir="ltr">ಹೀಗೇ ಸಾಗಲಿ ಬಾಳ ನೌಕೆ</p><p dir="ltr">ಸೇರಲಿ ಶರಧಿಯ ದೂರ ತೀರಕೆ</p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-41785011705559309702021-04-18T06:04:00.001-07:002021-04-18T06:04:18.114-07:00ನಿನ್ನೊಳಗಿನ ನಾನು<p> ನೀ ಸರಿಸಿದ ಮುಂಗುರಳ ಮೇಲಾಣೆ</p><p>ನಿನ್ನ ಕಣ್ಣಲಿ ಕರಗುವ ಬಯಕೆ</p><p>ಇಂದೇಕೆ ಈ ಪರಿ ಒಲವು ನಾಕಾಣೆ</p><p>ಕಾದಿದೆ ಜೀವ ನಿನ್ನ ಸನಿಹಕೆ</p><p><br /></p><p>ಮುಟ್ಟಿ ನೋಡೊಮ್ಮೆ ನೇವರಿಸಿ</p><p>ಪುಳಕಗೊಂಡಿತೇನೋ ಅಧರ</p><p>ಬರಸೆಳೆದು ಇಡಿಯಾಗಿ ಆವರಿಸಿ</p><p>ತನು ಬೇಡಿದೆ; ಮಿಲನಕ್ಕೆ ಆತುರ</p><p><br /></p><p>ತಂತಿಯೊಂದು ಮಿಡಿದಂತೆ ಮೈಯಲ್ಲಿ</p><p>ವೀಣೆ ನಾದದ ಓಂಕಾರ</p><p>ವೈಣಿಕ ನೀನೀರಲು ಬಳಿಯಲ್ಲಿ</p><p>ಪ್ರತಿ ಉಸಿರಲ್ಲೊಂದು ಸುಸ್ವರ</p><p><br /></p><p>ಅಪ್ಪಿ ಮುದ್ದಾಡಿದೊಂದು ರಸಘಳಿಗೆ</p><p>ಒಡಲಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊಸದೇನೋ ಮಿಡಿತ</p><p>ಮತ್ತೇನೋ ಅನುಭವದ ಬಯಕೆಗೆ</p><p>ಬಿಗಿಯಾದ ಬಂಧನದಲ್ಲಿ ತುಡಿತ</p><p><br /></p><p>ಒಳಗಿಳಿದು ಹರಡಿದ ಹಿತಯಾತನೆ</p><p>ಮತ್ತೇರಿಸಿದೆ ಉತ್ತುಂಗದೆಡೆಗೆ</p><p>ನನ್ನದೆಲ್ಲವ ನಿನಗರ್ಪಿಸಿ ನಾನೇ</p><p>ಪರಿವೆ ಇಲ್ಲದೆ ನೂಕುವೆ ಝಾವದೆಡೆಗೆ</p><p><br /></p><p>ಬಿಸಿಯ ಝಳಕ್ಕೆ ನೀರಾದಂತೆ</p><p>ಹಣೆಯ ಮೇಲೆಲ್ಲಾ ಬೆವರ ಹನಿಸಾಲು</p><p>ಕಾದು ಬೆಂಡಾದ ಇಳೆ ತಂಪಾದಂತೆ</p><p>ಮೋಡ ಕರಗಿದ ತಿಳಿ ಮುಗಿಲು</p>Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-26725496831957830782021-03-17T10:46:00.001-07:002021-03-17T10:46:57.178-07:00Heart beats.. for somebody
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">I realized my heart started beating for somebody.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Sun shines suddenly when dark clouds start moving or the dark
clouds starts moving because Sun started to shine. This is still a question to
me. Life started becoming little peaceful, joyful and meaningful when the sun
appeared from nowhere. Was it destined ? The dark clouds started to disappear
gradually. All I used to say is heart pumps and beats, not for somebody, but it
is for human body to work according to the nature. But suddenly my heart also
started beating and I realized it does beat for somebody. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Why human relationships are so complicated ? Two people are
to be together if they love each other. Should it be labeled and tied with a
name – married ? Any two people irrespective of gender should be allowed to be together,
if they love each other. That’s my point and I realized it when my heart
started beating for somebody.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">We all love music, the rhythm, the beats, the instruments,
etc, we enjoy as well. But the lyrics is understood only in pain. Music brought
us together and all I wished to sing together for the rest of our lives. We just
started humming and suddenly the interruption, the birds slowed down and
started thinking if we ever can sing together again. Its love this side but unconditional
and love that side with more of responsibility. What wins now, the unconditional
one or the demanding one ? Question is not that, the person who is supposed to extreme
happy with two loves, will ever be happy again ? Unconditional love ends up leaving
the person to be happy without demanding the presence all the time. I realized
it when my heart started beating for somebody.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">The harsh words, taking the frustration out on me, the
helpless of not spending valuable time are easily understandable and manageable.
I can still take it because I love somebody from the bottom of my heart, unconditionally.
Preloaded pain can still accommodate more because I realized my heart started
beating for somebody. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">This beat will also stop some day but will never stop loving
somebody. There are more lives left to meet and live happily ever after.</span></p>
Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-18598653891645415852019-06-06T04:20:00.006-07:002021-02-02T21:38:25.036-08:00Krishna is a feeling !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Yes, Krishna is a feeling. Its just like how you want to see
him – God, a cute & naughty kid, a lover, a brother, a husband or a friend
! You can feel him the way you wish to !</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">If you feel him as a GOD, he is there around you, bless you
and you have the confidence to go to him for all the obstacles that you face. I
can sit infront of Krishna for hours without asking for anything, just keep
looking at the idol. Udupi Krishna comes infront of my eyes. Such a divine
feeling it is ! Anybody would feel blessed. At times I have shred tears sitting
infront of GOD for no reason. The small idol with so much of supreme power ! I
just ask him to guide me on the right direction as he thinks and he does ! I
trust him completely and surrender at his feet. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Krishna is a kid any mother on earth would wish to have !
Blessed is Yashodha who was able to experience and enjoy his childhood. So
beautiful it is. We are grown up listening to Krishna Balaleela and imagine
either ourselves as the cute little Krishna for all his naughtiness or would
have wondered how he used to manage with friends to steal butter, milk and curd
! His little feat, little hands and naughtiness overloaded. I had a feeling
when I was a child, that Krishna will come and save me if I ever get into the
trouble with bad people. Yashodha, a blessed mother to have Krishna as her
child, would have scolded him, tied him to the tree, tried to scare him by
telling ghost stories…. Such as innocent creature she was, unaware of being a
greatest devotee of Lord Krishna. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I run out of my words if I think of Krishna in youth. His
love for Radha is just eternal. She would have been the happiest person having
Krishna in her life. The Antahpura Geethegalu surely bring tears to learn about
his connectivity with Radha and other Gopikas. While leaving Brindavana it was
a pain around to get separated from Krishna without having a knowledge that if
he ever returns. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Krishna as a friend… Sudhama knows, Arjuna knows !
Bhagavadgeetha is just amazing to learn how a friend can support his friend
when in confusion or sad ! He can eat the dry poha to make his friend
comfortable, returns with bundle of joy and happiness that one cannot imagine. Droupadi
would not have needed more having Krishna as her brother. He cares, he
protects, he supports and he understands. He can realize that his beloved is in
trouble and runs to support.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Meera Bai remains a greatest devotee of Krishna forever. Her
trust and her faith in him was undoubtedly amazing. She always believed Krishna
as her husband and lived like same till the end. Sacrificed everything for her
love and devotion to Krishna. Until her last breath, Meera breathed
Krishna and only Krishna. Such was her belief, devotion, and love towards the
Supreme Power that manifested on earth in the form of Krishna.</span></div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 10.66px;"><br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Krishna is a feeling ! An amazing feeling !</span></div>
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Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-6927968002938549042018-10-12T21:26:00.003-07:002021-03-17T10:47:26.662-07:00ಅವಳು ರಾಧಾ..ಇವಳು ಮೀರಾ..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
ಅವಳು ರಾಧಾ..ಇವಳು ಮೀರಾ..<br />
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ಕೃಷ್ಣನಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆರೆತವರು<br />
ಅನುರಾಗ ಪಡೆದವರು<br />
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ರಾಧಾ ಮಾಧವ ಜೋಡಿ ಜಗದ್ವಿಖ್ಯಾತ<br />
ಇಲ್ಲಿ ಪ್ರೇಮ ಜೀವಂತ<br />
ಪ್ರೇಮವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ಬದುಕಿಲ್ಲ<br />
ಸರಸವು ಮಧುರ ವಿರಹವೂ ಮಧುರ<br />
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ಮೀರಾ ಮಾಧವ ಜೋಡಿ<br />
ಭಕ್ತಿಯ ಉತ್ಕಟತೆಯ ಮೋಡಿ<br />
ವಿರಹದ ಸುಳಿವೇ ಇಲ್ಲ<br />
ಅನುರಾಗವೇ ಬದುಕೆಲ್ಲ<br /><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ<br />
ಕಣಕಣದಲ್ಲೂ ಮುರಳಿಯ ಮಾಧುರ್ಯ<br />
ಮನವನರ್ಪಿಸಿ ಶಾಂತಿ ಪಡೆದಂತೆ<br />
ಜೀವನವೆಲ್ಲ ಕಾತರಿಸಿ ಮಾಧವನ ಸೇರುವಂತೆ </div>
Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-37086380639829904652017-10-31T02:26:00.000-07:002017-10-31T02:27:46.346-07:00ಮಾಧವ<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
ಮಾಧವ ಸೋತದ್ದೀಗ ಮೀರಳಿಗೆ<br />
ಮಗು ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೋ, ಮುದ್ದು ನಗುವಿಗೋ<br />
ಮೆಲ್ಲ ಬಳಿಸರಿದು ಮೂಗುಜ್ಜುವ ಪರಿಗೋ<br />
ಮಧುರೆಯ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಮಡದಿಯ ತೊರೆದು<br />
ಮಾಧವ ನಡೆದದ್ದು ಮೀರಳೆಡೆಗೆ...</div>
Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-39136117557875834502013-05-03T05:40:00.003-07:002013-05-03T05:40:58.274-07:00It’s the little things that matter..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Yes and I mean it.<br />
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While we aim at the bigger achievements and better bargains, it’s the little things which give us the satisfactions and the pleasure. Atleast I find happiness in smaller to smaller things like leaving a note of smile if I find my people sad, cooking food of their choice and feed the first bite from my plate. Leaving a sweet message for my beloved ones so when they wake up in the morning, they feel good and that brings smile on their face. I strongly believe that first feeling of the day will energize for the whole day. <br />
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Can you imagine just a call or a message to let me know that the other person is remembering me, brings a bundle of heavenly pleasure? “I called just to hear your voice and to say hi to you” !! It’s an amazing feeling, trust me. Sharing a chocolate or a small “just like that” gift with a sweet note to a best friend, I swear the person never leaves you ! It’s a warm hug makes wonders in life when return home fully tired.<br />
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When the couples are busy in their own professional life, taking care of the extended family and kids, never get time for each other. It’s a good morning kiss which makes the day fantastic ! Nothing to lose when the couples go for a late evening walks sharing their interests. If the spouse finds a “miss you” note in the travel bag when away from home, the whole world means nothing infront of spouse. <br />
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My friend rightly says, it’s not required to buy gold or a precious gift to show the care or love to the other person. Its only words or vibes, which tells us the story of one's importance.<br />
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Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-8026718162361759732013-05-02T22:57:00.000-07:002013-05-03T02:58:50.068-07:00Me and my stupid feelings….<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When you were leaving today, I was in tears as if this is our last meeting. Am not sure why I have a soft feelings for you though I know the fact. Why you came to my life, why not hold my hand on the path for the life time !!<br />
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I have a feeling that the road on which we are walking now is going to be narrow. We both are two parallel lines and can never meet. But still heart cannot understand what brain understands ! Am not like this, but when it comes to you, I’ll be lost.<br />
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We didn’t go around, didn’t spend hours together, didn’t exchange gifts or didn’t even get a second to look into other’s eyes to understand what is hidden there ! But still you have become like a part of my heart. It feels as if that someone has cut a part of my body and it is bleeding. I’m not getting words to explain further.<br />
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Am serious when I say this, that now I can understand how difficult it would have been to others who wanted me in their life and I turned my face with a NO signal !<br />
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Please don’t go….is all what I can say ! Just can’t hold my tears now also. <br />
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Me and my stupid feelings !!!<br />
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Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-58996568244169128312012-01-19T01:51:00.000-08:002012-01-20T00:16:09.955-08:00Best friends for life !How much a female can be a part of males life as “best friend” ?<br /><br />I get to hear the bollywood mantra that “a girl and a boy can never be only friends” !!..not in all the cases ! Agree that not only best friends, but much more to it than just falling in love. <br /><br />One such case infront of my eyes. Relationship took too many turns and the outcome was a shock !<br /><br />They were colleagues, became good friends and then best friends in a very short span of time. He was younger to her and was more attached to her. For smaller to smaller needs, there was a dependency on each other. It was surely not LOVE ! She used to care for him along with his parents. She was well accepted by his parents also as a daughter.<br /><br />Once he saw a baby picture on her desktop and did a sketch of it to gift her. She was in tears when she received his first gift. The relationship was so deep that she used to sense if he is in trouble. She was everything to him, a sister, a friend, a guide, a mother and a mentor as well. Many talents he had which he himself didn’t know, was recognized and appreciated by her. He was so close to her that he never wanted to have more friends. It was an open relationship known to all. One strange thing which always happened was, she used to dream about him as he is in trouble and asking for her help. Second she always wanted to be with him on his birthday, which never happened. So she always bought two gifts – one of his choice, and one hers.<br /><br />Everything should come to an end.<br /><br />He left the job and joined another company. This was just a physical distance but gradually distance increased. His parents were looking for alliances for him and he had to travel to US on his work. She was in total dark not knowing what is actually happening. Either he was busy or ignoring, but they lost touch for months. One fine day, she herself went to his parents place to know if they are doing good bcos son was in US. It was a bad day – she saw him sitting inside along with his parents. She was shocked that he never told her also when he came back from US. Later his mother also told that he got operated on appendicitis and his marriage was fixed !!!!! She was not aware on any of these. Obvious she was hurt for the fact atleast he could have informed on this health. It was a bad hit on “Best Friend” relation. She was angry on all the three and came out of the house. Surprisingly, he also didn’t try to call her back.<br /><br />Wedding went well, but “best friends” never met. Almost an year, they didn’t talk…both were expecting other to give up and come back. But she used to get same old dreams like he is in trouble and he needs her help. She tried contacting his parents to know his whereabouts. He was happy in his married life, but she was hurt, burnt and suffered….<br /><br />New year day..<br /><br />She tried, but never succeeded in forgetting him for one year. So she thought of calling him to patch up again, by ignoring whatever happened. For various reasons, he didn’t feel like patching up again. She felt the heat of the rejection but couldn’t do much. But it was a jerk for her that he will never be back in her life.<br /><br />Twist in the story…<br /><br />One more woman in her workplace, devotee of Ravishankar Guruji, has excelled in deep meditation and spiritual power since 10 years, cracked a mystery of their life. She told everything what she feels for him and why !<br /><br />Why she had suffered a lot because of him, why she used to do extra care, why she did fasting when he was not able to clear MBA how she was able to sense whenever he was in trouble, why she just can’t hate him or forget him, why every second her mind thinks about him, why she felt all his pains…<br /><br />He was an abnormal child in his past life who died as baby and SHE was his MOTHER in her past life !!! <br /><br />She was still carrying those cosmic rays in the present life, and could not come out of the motherly affection in the next life also. He didn’t realize all these and never bothered also.<br /><br />Sad part of her is…. she knows he is in trouble now also and the reason for the problems, but helpless to do anything for him because of the distance he is maintaining. Her mother heart is not able to tolerate this, but nothing can be done apart from wishing good for him. <br /><br />That friend/mother is still waiting anxiously for her best friend/child to come back to her. This past life mystery will haunt her through-out of her life. <br /><br />Best friend of this life was a child in past life !!!Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-81032634032455724552010-10-31T10:28:00.000-07:002010-10-31T10:33:38.181-07:00Finally it happened…Paul the Octopus is no more… Paul died in sleep, they say, but GOD knows how ! <br /><br />Paul became internationally famous for correctly predicting the winner of each Germany's seven matches at the 2010 World Cup, as well as the final. Paul's selections were designed so that he was presented with two boxes containing food in the form of a mussel, each box marked on the outside with the flag of a national football team in an upcoming match. His choice of which mussel to eat first was taken as indicating his prediction of a win for the country whose flag was on that box.<br /><br />Isn’t it amazing ? An animal predicting the winner of the foot ball world cup ! Well, former Argentina coach Diego Maradona instead found the Paul as psychic and was glad that he is dead.<br /><br />Opinion differs !!<br /><br /><strong>Finally it happened…</strong><br /><br />I never saw my workplace how it looks after 9 pm. This is really crazy that I had to stretch for more than 14 hours without break..! Had a long drive all the way in the night from my office to my sister’s place which is close to some 22 kms. One of the bad days in my career. Stress and politics lead to frustration and feel like walking out of the place.<br /><br /><strong>Finally it happened…</strong><br /><br />One of my best friends broke up with her boy friend after some 5 break-up & patch-ups in 4 months period. And the reason being, her status on FB was ‘looking for friendship’ (mind it, it was not relationship). Another reason was, he gifted a precious diamond ring and she wore it on a middle finger. I can understand, if she denies wearing on the ring finger, but he took a decision to ditch her bcos she didn’t wear. Instead he could have told her not to wear when she was checking the ring size.<br /><br />Was wondering, if the relationships are so sensitive, why people get into relationships and if the basic trust doesn’t exist from the day one, how can the so called, LOVE grew so much. !! If the love is so strong and divine, why it breaks up for silly reasons like this.<br /><br /><strong>Finally it happened…</strong><br /><br />Thought of moving on with life, with what I get. I get what I deserve is a simple logic. Personal or professional life, one has to be strong enough to face challenges and get on with it. May be it sounds like more of a preach, but its true that one comes alone to this world, and goes alone. The more we are attached to the people around us, the more we get hurt.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-79433318949464347812010-09-26T21:14:00.000-07:002010-09-26T21:16:21.092-07:00How to deal with annoying peoplePests are a reality of life! Here's how you can deal with them.<br /><br />All of us have encountered annoying people at some point or the other in our lives. Whether it's a clingy friend, irritating co-worker, relatives that we don't like etc. And whether we like it or not, we just can't eliminate them from our lives completely. What we really need to do is, deal with them effectively. <br /><br />Here are some tips: <br /><strong>Listen:</strong> Most conflicts are based on misunderstandings. And misunderstandings require clarifications i.e. spending even more time with someone, you'd rather not be with. Hence, listening will help you avoid having to spend further time with people who annoy you. <br /><br /><strong>Ignoring:</strong> Ignoring is a very common strategy used to deal with annoying people, but definitely not the most effective. If someone is bothering you, but you do not wish to get into any argument or unpleasantness, ignoring the person is a reasonably fair option. That way you can safely avoid them without a confrontation. <br /><br /><strong>Being Honest: </strong>Sometimes, people just don't seem to understand the hints you've been dropping. That's because he or she might still be under the false impression that you enjoy their company. If a person get too pushy, it is best to be honest with them about how do you feel. But, beware of sounding rude. <br /><br /><strong>Keeping it cool:</strong> It's quite natural to want to argue with those who annoy you. However, by doing so, you will lose your cool and other person will still not get your point. During a heated-discussion there is no scope for a logical conversation, as neither party is interested in understanding the other's point of view. A better option is to walk away and resume the conversation only when you are in a better frame of mind.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-12316567097790041452010-09-13T04:33:00.000-07:002010-09-13T04:45:51.236-07:00My blood donationIt was a shock for me when Anil messaged me asking for A+ blood donation as his dad was serious and got admitted in Apollo. God knows how this guy manages to protect 3 families (his own, aunt’s and sister’s) being the only person to earn. His dad was sick since 3 months, with a poor performance of all the parts of his body. <br /><br />Immediately I called him to check when I can go to donate blood. Pramod and Dileep also agreed to donate blood along with me. I must appreciate my husband Pramod for his open mind though he had issues with Anil sometime back, he came forward to donate blood. The girl in the lab tested my blood and declared that I have a good count of hemoglobin. I was feeling somewhat in the heaven for the fact that my blood is going to save somebody’s life. I feel happier and content this way. This gives me more satisfaction than any treasure in the world. While the lab assistant was extracting my blood, I was thinking someone in the world is going to be my “blood relative” without knowing each other. It’s a feel good factor for me.<br /><br />I reached home after a while, sent the message to all my friends. But got to know that his dad passed away in that duration when we were in the hospital itself. I felt really bad for Anil, even after so much of effort, he could not save his dad’s life. Uncle’s kidney was failed previous night and that day itself the lungs stopped functioning. Somehow I felt as if I lost somebody in my family itself. It’s painful to see somebody moving away infront of our eyes.<br /><br />Last time when I spoke to him was during Rashmi’s wedding. He wanted to search for a good guy for me assuming I was not married. On the way back to home after the wedding, I invited Aunty and Uncle to visit my place, but they promised me to make it someother day. The “someother day” never came again. ! Losing husband on the very next day of Gowri festival is horrible to any women, as this is supposed to be the pooja to pray for husband’s long life. I can imagine what Aunty must be going through.<br /><br />Full day I was feeling low, Pramod took me to watch movie, but my mind was still in Apollo, thinking how we could have saved him. May the soul rest in peace and may god give strength to Anil’s family to bear the loss of uncle’s death.<br /><br />I have decided to give my blood once in 3 months and to donate all useful parts of my body, so that even after death I can be of help to others.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-69114808222113385572010-09-01T22:43:00.000-07:002010-09-01T22:58:38.551-07:00Silence speaks...only when u stop talking !I swear I don’t know what made me to think why trees are green ! I know it’s very stupid to think, but why ? Why can’t be blue. Suddenly my science teacher of my school days, Ratnakar Sir, came infront of my eyes with a long stick. I do remember, Chlorophyll gives plants their green colour. But the chlorophyll could be blue also, could be red also. All mads ! The rain has just stopped, the jack fruit tree behind my apartment is looking even more greener. So fresh, pleasing to eyes. But I personally don’t like green, like Mamta does. She is the limit, she used to buy eraser for the drawing class which has only green cover on it. I like white of all, and also sky blue. Sky blue attracts me more in dozens of colours, I don’t even remember how many blue color dress/saree I have. Blue reminds me of sky, the cloud, the clean, the purity, the openness and white reminds me of milky bar I ever liked, the moon, my favourite. Full moon is the best part of my life, I can spend hours together watching the beautiful moon, and listening to the mild romantic music adds on. If Moon was a man, I would have got married to him. I had read somewhere, that if somebody loves somebody, and if they want to convey something to that somebody, they can express the same to moon and moon will pass that message to the other someone who is also watching the moon at that moment. But my question is why do we need moon to pass the message, as you need to wait one day in a month to express something to someone. The technology is so advanced, we can use cell phone, in a second, the message has reached ! Or even just dial and talk. Talk, talk and talk till u collapse.<br /><br />By the way, all my friends say am very talkative…is that so ?Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-56785046714214483742010-09-01T12:46:00.000-07:002010-09-02T07:28:54.965-07:00Geet, the song of my lifeShe asked me Nth time that are we getting married, honestly I was not annoyded, but I found her cute with that innocent face I ever liked. I pushed the hair which was kissing her forehead n said, “yes honey, we are getting married” She immediately responded, “Okay, am sooo happy..we shall go for shopping, u’ll buy me saree, kangan, mangalsutra, one more saree, and one jamoon ice cream after the shopping…pleaaaase “. I must say, girls are girls, no one can beat them. Shopping is more exciting than the ceremony. I remember my mom, who used to wear kilos of golds and glittering sarees for all the functions, not sure whether it was to show her collections or she used to feel happy with them on.<br /><br />Geet, my only girl friend, like the Kareena of “Jab we met”, Kajol of “My name is Khan” and Minisha of “Bachna yeh haseeno”. She goes non stop talking, I bet you cant stop her if she wants to say something. I liked her smile the most. She was my junior in the collage. When Theju was explaining how he was caught by his dad while smoking previous night on the balcony of his house, Geet just passed infront of me in the corridor. Something just pulled me…I felt it. She was wearing a pink tshirt on faded blue jean, with matching ear rings, bracelet and white shoes. I don’t think she ever noticed anybody around her, she was just gossipping with her friend, abt Ranbir Kapoor, I guess. That cute smile attracted me towards her like a magnet. She was pushing her short hair back as it was distrubing her a lot.<br /><br />I wanted to know who is she and which class is she in. Theju was still going on with the next continued story of how his girlfriend pampered him after the scoldings of his dad. I ignored him and started following Geet like am in trance. She didn’t bother much to look at me, she entered the class room with her friends. I cursed myself first time being senior, as I coudnt enter the class. She was in first year of Bcom and me in final year. I just made up my mind to bunk the class this time, just to watch her talking. I never knew she will become a nonstop FM Radio of my life. Yes, she has everything to say, like music, the news, the stories, gossips, movies, etc etc.<br /><br />Believe me, I didn’t take much time to get along with her. Her nature itself is like that. Like an open book, clean heart and hundrands of “Best Friends” !! One thing I hated in her was her reading habits. She is a book freak, and I hate to read the text book also. I took her to the collage canteen many a times, used to watch when she sips tea, somehow controlled myself to wipe that extra drop on her lipls from my lips. I don’t think she will ever realise I was mad for her from the day I saw her. She looks like an angel for me, only the wings and the magic wand were lacking. !<br /><br />Just after the first exam, she came running to me when I was standing in a corner waiting for her. That time Theju was almost mad abt his girlfriend and was planning for the wedding. So I was left alone. I was not like Geet. I had very few friends bcos I believe I can accommodate only very few for whom I can be anything and everything. Geet’s best friends list was very big like a checklist of a wedding. I always wondered how she manages everybody equally. Collage, parents, tutions, music class, drama class, library, friends, friends and more friends. <br /><br />Geet came running to me, I could guess that she has given her best in the exam. I patted her back like I do to my nephew when he comes out with A grade in his class 2. It’s a God gift to her, I guess. I never saw her cribbing about anything, everything looks good, everything feels good, everyone is good for her. Yes, she is blessed with that quality.<br /><br />Luckily I had only one year to clear the exam and get a degree, otherwise I would have flunked many times running behind Geet and dreaming about her all the time. Needless to say we were in deep love. If I don’t see her a single day, I used to go mad. Forcefully I made friendship with her best friend Mary, just to keep track of Geet when she is not available for me. Thank God, she never realised that, poor girl, she always used to think how good am by heart that I accepted her friend as my friend. Anyways, that’s not important for me. Am sure she would have told Mary how I tried kissing her when she was walking along with me in the dark on the way to her music class. <br /><br />Days gone, I got a job in HDFC bank as a consultant. Geet also had finished her final year of B.Com, and she wanted to study further. Last week Dad called me to the reading room to discuss something abt his balance sheet. I found that little fishy when he pushed his laptop towards me with few photos open. All girls, beautiful girls in different poses. Mumma screamed from Kitchen..”show him all please..” Yes, they were planning for my wedding. I looked around, Geet appeared on the screen with the same smile, asking me to select her. How I do tell Dad that I have a girl friend and want to get married to her. I caughed gently and tried to open my mouth. Dad was starring at me, I guess, I was looking at the photo frame where Dad and Mumma are holding me togther when I was 2 years old. I’m the only child, so they had high hopes on me. But now I have no other go, I have to tell them that Geet is my girl forever.<br /><br />I said, “Dad, I want to tell you something, if you don’t mind.”<br /><br />My Dad is very intelligent and sensitive to others feelings. He called Mumma also as he too found me little weird today. Finally I opened up myself to talk about Geet. Geet is a also a Punjabi girl so I had hope in the corner that they might agree.<br /><br />Mumma looked at Dad and Dad removed his spects and held my hand. I was shivering lightly as I know something is going to happen now, but don’t know what.<br /><br />Dad said, “Invite her for tea today, want to meet her before fixing the wedding date. I also need to talk to her parents”<br /><br />I jumped and hugged my Dad, and thanked God zillion times for blessing me with all I wanted. The rest was all like a dream when my parents met her parents, liked each others family and agreed on a date for the wedding.<br /><br />As promised, I took my girl for shopping…she will be my wife forever. Yes, I got her Jamoom and Ice cream after the shopping of dozens of sarees, KGs of gold, matching purse, slippers, etc.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-53535286439827689142010-03-03T08:59:00.000-08:002010-03-03T09:05:22.502-08:00Music Therepy - for all the moodsMusic is a significant mood-changer and reliever of stress, working on many levels at once. Though everyone has different tastes in music, listening to the music make you feel comfortable, sounds can soothe you, fire your imagination, bring you to the heights of ecstasy or bring you down to the depths of your soul.<br /><br />Many experts suggest that it is the rhythm of the music or the beat that has the calming effect on us although we may not be very conscious about it. They point out that when we were a baby in our mother's womb, we probably were influenced by the heartbeat of our mother. We respond to the soothing music at later stages in life, perhaps associating it with the safe, relaxing, protective environment provided by our mother.<br /><br />If your boss, friend, neighbor, or family member is causing you emotional distress, do some research and figure out new ways to deal with people. Otherwise listening to music does wonder to alleviate stress. Playing music in the background while we are working, seemingly unaware of the music itself, has been found to reduce the stress. Music was found to reduce the pain during dental procedures.<br /><br />Take walks with your favorite music playing on the walkman. Inhale and exhale in tune with the music. Let the music takes you. This is a great stress reliever by combining exercise (brisk walk), imagery and music. Listening to the sounds of nature, such as ocean waves or the calm of a deep forest, can reduce stress. Try taking a 15- to 20-minute walk if you're near the seashore or a quiet patch of woods. If not, you can buy tapes of these sounds in many music stores.<br /><br />A group of London based physicians has scientifically experimented on different aspects of music therapy. In their views, the shastric ragas could induce healing of all kinds of ailments. music therapy based on classical ragas is being used or advised these days for the treatment of insomnia, migraine, hypertension, chronic headache, anxiety, etc. and empowers the immune system as well as the auto-regulatory healing mechanism of the body.<br /><br />The empirical studies on therapeutic evaluation of the classical ragas have shown interesting results.<br /><br />Singing or engrossed listening of Raga Bhairavi has been found to uproot the diseases of kapha dosha e.g. asthma, chronic cold, cough, tuberculosis, some of the sinus and chest related problems etc. <em>Bol radha bol sangam hoga ke nahin – Sangam; Ramiya vasta vaiya - Shri 420; Bhor bhaye panghatpe - Satyam Shivam Sundaram</em><br /><br />Raga Asavari is effective in eliminating the impurities of blood and related diseases. <em>Mujhe galese lagalo bahut udas hun main - Aaj aur Kaal; Chale jana nahin naina milake - Badi Bahen</em><br /><br />Raga Malhar pacifies anger, excessive mental excitements and mental instability. <em>Ghata ghana ghora ghora – Tansen; Dukhabhare din bite re bhaiya - Mother India</em><br /><br />Raga Saurat and raga Jaijaivanti have also been found effective in curing mental disorders and calming the mind. <em>Yeh dilki lagi kam kya hogi - Mugal e Azam; Manmohana bade jhuthe - Seema</em><br /><br />Raga Hindola helps sharpening the memory and focussing mental concentration. It has been proved effective in curing liver ailmendts.<br /><br />Ragas such as Ahirbhairav and Todi are prescribed for those who suffer from hypertension. <em>Tori Jai Jai Kartaar - Baiju Bawra; Mai to ek khvab hun - Himalaya Ki God Me; Khuda e baratara teri jaminpar - Taj Mahal</em><br /><br />To control anger and bring down violence within oneself, Carnatic ragas like Punnagavarali, Sahana and so on, come handy. <br /><br />Stomach-related disorders are said to be cured with some Hindustani ragas such as Deepak (acidity) and Jaunpuri (constipation) and Malkauns or Hindolam (intestinal gas and fever). Simple iterative musical rhythms with low pitched swaras, as in bhajans are capable of relaxation, as observed with the alpha-levels of the brain waves. They may also lead to favourable hormonal changes in the system.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-52619875929836450142010-02-25T20:46:00.000-08:002010-02-25T20:55:19.160-08:00Express YourselfFinally I selected the unusual way of communicating with a bestest friend as nothing is working out at this moment. Let me clarify one thing first that I don’t have anything to conclude here. Just another way of expressing myself.<br /><br />Am sure by now you must be wondering why I have stopped talking to you. Did you take sometime to think as what could be wrong “between us” ? No. I got to know this from your reply yday. I too realized that you still remain as a child, who is not bothered about the happening around you. <br /><br />See friend, I have lot of friends, some are just friends, some are good and few are best friends. You always belonged to the bestest category. But somehow I never understood your priorities in life. I don’t need friends in my happy times like dropping me home, going for a movie, to do masti, outings or even for shopping. I have the whole world with me to do the honor. I need my best friends when I’m in trouble and in the need of a helping hand. It might be a moral or physical support. But I need somebody beside me.<br /><br />Take a look back, u were never there as my support. Not even as a moral support ever. I know am repeating this sentence, god knows how many times. But this time, I was very very pissed off by your reaction. I was in the deep shit and I needed your help. You didn’t even care to ask me, rather u blindly told me to “ignore”, which is very easy to advice, but to follow. I was suffering for no mistakes of mine, that too the blame was on my character, which is never acceptable for me. If you have a sister, who is facing the same problem, would it be the same reaction for her also ? I know you were also in a bad mood with lot of problems, but that doesn’t mean that u should not even ask a pal what shit is she going through.<br /><br />If you remember, I fought with one of my friends, just bcos she talked bad abt you infront of me, I argued on your behalf and left talking to her just like that. Why I should do all these? Do I look like problem free person ? My heart cares and cries for my people, I do best for them. We spend time talking abt moon, rain and all bull shits which are of no use practically. U didn’t even feel like telling me that you are there with me, as a pal always. Now u say, that goes without saying, by default, right ? My dear, it is required at times. Am not at all upset with my so called friends (except few), bcos I don’t care for their concern abt me. But you ? We do have a healthy relation much more than just friendship, u agree ? I was always involved in your day-to-day life, issues, health, job, etc etc. Did u ask me to do all these ever ? Am I wrong in expecting a pinch of it when am really in need of u ? Do you think I expect a LOT from you ?<br /><br />What did u understand when I said, I have to fight alone now ? Didn’t u feel am asking for ur support ? Now the issue has ended with the resignation by making myself bad and rude. That could have been ended, smoothly with ur help. I wanted to use your contacts to take it out from the base. But before I ask, you ended the topic saying nothing can be done, that was a cold reaction which I never expected from a friend like you. Trust me, am deeply hurt.<br /><br />But anyways, I donno how much it has effected your inner feelings that am not talking to you. But never mind, I can’t hate you also. My feelings for you remain same for ever, but with a wet heart. <br /><br />That’s all I wanted to communicate to you end of the day, but cudn’t do it orally. As I said I don’t want to conclude anything here. The life goes on as it was, your parents are my parents, your problems are my problems. I still care for you and will be doing in the future as well.<br /><br />Take your call, and do whatever you want to express yourself.Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854539925554892760.post-57250644775011106672009-12-21T23:10:00.000-08:002009-12-21T23:17:39.336-08:00Happy days again !!December brought two new things along with chilly days, breezy mornings and some happy and sad times in office as well. Second half of the year is normally special for me. God waits for the second half either to hit me or to give more joy ! Why not, after all he is GOD !<br /><br />My soul, my best friend got operated. Suddenly a pin hole in the heart was discovered by the doctor when she went for the check up as she used to feel tired always. She was told to get the open heart surgery done as soon as possible which also caused pain in my brain as well. So I mentioned her as my soul. The operation was successful. I was the strongest person in the whole circle who cares for her and were present during the operation. I was wiping her family’s tears, but digesting the pain in my heart. But my heart was so heavy that it broke down into tears when the doctor said, operation done and she is alright. I would have sacrificed my life to save her life, if required. Even in my next life, I want to be friend for all my four best friends. I think this is what we call the real bonding. The bonding is so wide and tight that even the families are equally attached with each other.<br /><br />Another happy ending story of my long time dream of meeting a famous personality. It was a long waiting for almost 8 years. Though I had collected even a small bit of information about the person, I couldn’t collect the contact details. Finally, like every year, God surprised me by giving whatever that was required. I took a month almost to meet him and talk to him, after getting the contact details. We spoke, spoke and spoke for hours together like never before. Let me see how long I hold this relationship close to me. Ofcourse, he is a famous personality, having good number of fans. How will I be special ? It's good, if friendship grows in a very healthy way. <br /><br />Thank you God ! :-) See, I solute you every day without asking everything, so u give me all I want…but why do u select second half of the year ?? Tell me if u feel like sharing with me.<br /><br />The worst is getting better, and the better is getting worst. Some happy times, some sad times, it’s a part of life. I have learnt a lot during this one year period. Finally decided not to give so much space to anybody which can inturn hurt me. Many came, many went, after all, life is a journey. <br /><br />Am waiting again for the second half of the year, which brings me happiness and lot of surprises again..Hurray !!<br /><br />Early happy new year to all my friends..!!!Meehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06983154301348511188noreply@blogger.com0