Of Blue and Me

Waters splendid blue and grey
Oh! What a beauty in display

You of such distance and depth
Yet near me like a lover’s peck

In your coast hearing you roaring croon
Giving away to your beauty serene

Oh waters blue and grey

You made this day my day !

The Mind

You paint my life red
What seemed dear as much as life itself
Crystal clear as air that is
In a tick, an utter mockery

How many games would you play?
Will you ever rest?
Will you ever dissolve?
Will I ever get a grip?

I will let you be!
The way you are...May be a moment
May be a day
May be lifetimes before
You cease to exist!!!

Bye Boss !!!

To a man whom I referred to as "the bugger" on the face and got away....clean!!!

http://prasannaslog.blogspot.com/2006/07/stitch-in-time-tore-me-nine.html

Today is his last day as our boss ...and wanted to say bye to:

- a friend who listened and put up with Kav's quarter end cribbings, John's past life blah blah's, my spiritual gyan, Dhiren's ancedotes, Divya's confusions and Vasi's "out of the box" reasonings with patience

- a guide who solved our problems ranging from complex team issues to trivial email language

- a man who introduced words like "Gappi", "sev pappu saani", "Goyya" into our daily dictionary

- a foodie who reintroduced our team to the grandeur of "Biriyanis" and fine dining experience in the city

- a guide who steered the team to many accolades with his "daily gyan", foresight and pro activeness.

Personally for me, I dont know if I would ever come across such a person with complex amalgamation of trust, friendliness and leadership.

Thomas, we will miss you! Hope our paths cross again...till such time bye! bye!

Dhoni! dil le gaya!!!

I never thought I would write something like this on my blog, atleast not at this point of time where I don’t find a genuine need to express my thoughts. Mainly because I stopped feeling strongly about anything that crosses my way these days. I am not sure if this is a good/bad state to be and don’t care much about this. I know, I am absolutly in peace with myself.

Anyway coming to the blog topic…Mahendra Singh Dhoni.

The last time I remember going bonkers about some cricketer was I think when I was in my 8th grade and the guy was Sachin Tendulkar. Life has taken a 360 degree turn after that, and now back to the same place…but now, the difference is that I am far away from the adoloscent “I have a crush” stage and the reasons seem to be more as an appreciation of a person who is indisputably genuine and strong.

If u r looking to read technicalities of good cricket…I am sorry! I am a cricket novice and don’t know what is the difference between a slip and a gully. I have no clue what is to play on the off side or Leg side. So, sorry again!

The reasons I seem to be drawn to this guy are more to do with the person that he is than with what he does:

He exhibits this absolutely unshakeable confidence in himself. In most other players this confidence spills over and becomes overconfidence. This guy seems to have the knack to walk the tight rope and stay in balance. His head firm on his shoulders all the time. I noticed this trait during those moments of victory in the now historic 20 – 20 world cup final match. When people like harbhajan and Yuvaraj were prancing around (BTW, I have nothing against them celeberating. They worked hard and they deserve to have a nice time) this guys stood there rock solid with a genuine, confident smile on his face, as if he knew that they are going to grab that cup forever.

Another attribute that struck me was the maturity that he seems to have in the way in which he carries himself. As a captain leading the most unpredictable team in the world, he seems to have the right words always and does the right things always.
I can’t help but compare him with Saurav, though I hate to do this. The immature act of taking off one s shirt and waving it in high on air! Hhmmm not expected out of a captain. Whereas, taking off one s t-shirt to give it to a sweet young indian fan , impressive!

Awryt, awryt, the long hair does play a role. Wassup with longhaired men and me! ;)

Ok overall, I think the Indian cricket fans are happy to find a great captain, and I am happy to find a rare, matured personality in limelight!!!

Isha Gramotsavam

Samyama

What shall I say?
I try to make up in words for that experience that is so big, beyond imagination that my meek words just so utterly fall short
What shall I say about His grace, His compassion for He put part of Him inside me that I am no more myself

No more myself that I had imagined, perceived in ways that I have done so far
No more myself the way people see me, want me to be,
No more myself to just exist and go away.

I will live from now, now that He has taught me to breathe
I will live for ages to come, in ways that you cannot imagine
I will live with intensity now, now that His grace has touched me deeply.

Explosion happened, not the one that takes away lives
But that one which bestows life,
Yes, life happened like an explosion

What are you sitting there and waiting for me to say?
If ever you want to experience life, the way it is inside

The time is now, reach out and the existence will answer.

Tagged!

Archana made a master plan to break the montony of my poetic blogs, so here I go...

Rules of this tag,

1. Name the person who tagged you.
2. 8 things about you.
3. Tag 6 people.

So as mentioned earlier it is Archana who tagged me.

8 Things about me

1. I am a foodie. I love to hog, though my weighing scale hates me for this. My latest craze is Mexican food. I am currently working on developing some healthy eating habits.

2. I hate to arrange dishes in the kitchen. These days my husband has generously agreed to do this chore for me for a second dose of coffee in the morning.

3. I love to comb my hair. In fact I love to comb anybody’s hair. This hobby of mine dates back to when I was a child. I use to make pig tails for my dad, uncle and sometimes even my younger bro. (LOL! I know this is funny)

4. I hate people who don’t pay attention when I talk. I know I will make a bad teacher.

5. I am a cry baby. I have cried for the silliest scenes on screen. I still remember crying buckets when Shilpa shifted to Bangalore.

6. I love the Himalayas. Have had only couple of chances to visit places there, but I am totally in love with the mountains. If someday I go missing you know where to look for me.

7. I love to shop. The word “shopping” can work wonders on me. These days I love to shop for my daughter’s clothes. (cho chweet mommy!)

8. I am very passionate about my Yoga practices. And not mention my new found obsession -poetry.

Hey I don't blog hop much so I really cannot find six people whom I can tag...sorry ;(

Life

To eat, sleep and make merry
Is that you’re being about?

Mouth full of grains
Without heart full of gratitude?

Love, peace and joy
No tears to wash your cheek?

No not to pursue grace divine
Then life is yet to touch you!

Shackles

Shackled by time
Looking to gain

Good is mean

Bad meaner

Salvation from action
Can come in a fraction

Explode the bag
If willingness happens

I only want thee
To set me free!

Search

In search of a new dawn
To numb the pain of by gone

In search of great riches
To fulfill dreams of coming times

In search of a friend in need
To lean on his shoulder and cry

In search of a loving mother
To find a lap of solace

In search of all those words
To find all pride in vain

In search of a fresh new dream
To ease off from aching reality

In search of intoxicating wine
To be ever soaked in delight

Always in search of the Limited
What a waste in pursuit of unlimited!

Fishes

Beautiful Fishes of the sea

Endless blue is all we see
I am red, he is green
Countless numbers all in glee

In he, she and that is me
A heart that thumps to be set free
I am red, he is green
Want to merge into blue serene

In becoming the salt of the sea
Unto you we merge free
I am red, he is green
Drop it to come unto thee

Bliss Land

I wander in the bliss land
Though minuscule like I stand
Limitless love you command
With thousands in your band

When you and I cease
Wholeness becomes the sea
All enveloping leading to thee
It is just we we and we

When answers and questions
Meet in a single instant
Knowledge and silence

Mingle not in a distance

Home Coming

Like a calf I stroll
Looking for green serene

Surrounding trees
Arise gusty breeze

Looking for that and this
Not knowing the bliss

Found you my mother
Came running hither

Unto your warmness
Dissolving all the sourness

A home coming I feel
Never would I like to leave

You

Glance that was light
Deep depths unknown felt
Wrapped the cloth of unboundness
Born to you again

Acceptance the tool to grow
Pushing me hard to brow
When one and one was one
None but you again

The hand of a friend
Guide to way unknown
Friend like you stood
Led unto you again

Are you the source of birth?
Or a friend I need in dearth?
Master to thee I bend
Everything end to end

Nothing

Nothingness existent everywhere
I shall go nowhere
Source of you and me
Will I seek thee?

When you break away
From which can fall
Oneness that remains
Will I seek thee?

Everything I have to know
Birth to death
Also that is beyond
Will I seek thee?

Let the grace descend
Igniting the fire within
I shall long enough
Will I seek thee?

Journey with Angels

Day that passes by
You to send an angel
For me to feel
Love, Light and Laughter!

Restating your presence
Peaceful and Omni
Little messengers they carry
Love, Light and Laughter!

In them I see
Your being every drop
Pure when they fill
Love, Light and Laughter!

In the journey we take
Hands that hold to lead
Path we tread pervade
Love, Light and Laughter!

A stitch in time tore me nine

Yesterday was my first day at Hyperion – yes my break has come to a grinding halt and declare that I am no more “vetti” in life. Coming to the matter….

I was supposed to attend a 5:30 PM meeting with my boss T. The “mundrikottai” that I am, reached office at 5:20 PM, wanted to show off my hyper punctuality to my new boss and called him. He said he is stuck somewhere and was running 20 minutes late. That kinda pissed me off! Here I should say that unlike the other bosses that I have worked so far with he is a super friendly and down to earth person. I decided to continue my chat with good ol friend B with whom I was chatting just before I left for office….so I punched “The bugger is 20 minutes late” in my mobile and sent it off!!!

Can u even guess to whom I sent the SMS by mistake? My boss T….yes and I am not joking even slightly. When I found out about this blunder a few seconds later,
My blood just froze….My mind, body and every single gray cell in my brain was paralyzed with shock!!! I just did the wildest thing on earth – Calling my immediate boss “bugger” on the very first day of work. I was unable to jump start my brain and called my friend B immediately to ask for some idea so I can bail myself out of this situation. The guy laughed his head off and asked me to be honest with the T and to apologize. In the meanwhile T sent me a SMS saying “Thanks for calling me that” so I immediately called him to apologize, he cut my call. There I was doomed for life!

So I waited the next 30 minutes feeling pins and needles all over….huge elephants flying in my stomach….rehearsing my apology and how to fall at his feet. T finally reached office; he just smiled at me brushed the whole thing aside and was pulling my leg. Oh! Gosh! I was soooo relieved….Learning,

Memorize your boss’s number – Do not store it in your mobile!
Even if you store save it as Z….the last alphabet you will go looking for.
Never be hyper punctual.
Even if you are, do not show off!
Finally, the boss will anyway make it to the meeting so you don’t have to call him up.

Generations

I was going through my folders today and found these two interesting pics

25 years ago...

Generation next...

Finding Love

Thoughts reel in your realm
Eyes that search for you
Here there and everywhere
Will I ever find love?

Believers belong to heaven and hell
Among angles He dwells
The fear of hell
Will I ever find love?

Do not believe this and that
Reason the way to tread
I refuse to lay to rest
Will I ever find love?

Eyes spool breath whirls
Dwell deep within
And stillness pervades
To find love inside!

Sounds

Mellow sounds Flow
Flutes playing
Soul stirring hearts melting
Drums beating
Flutes playing

I move and shake
Gently gracefully
Eyes closed
As if with me world dances
Gently gracefully

Make me malleable
Lucid and pliable
Craftsman’s hand Clay
Weave me intricate
Lucid and pliable

One touch of yours
Shattering me infinite
Sedate by nothingness
Your grace descends
Shattering me infinite