Archive | November, 2015

Happy Thanksgiving!

27 Nov

Happy Thanksgiving Day to my friends in Amrika( United States) and Canada! There are no rules remember, there is only one rule – To be happy! Happy Thanksgiving day dear friends!

Love, Suresh

Quote 25 Nov

“Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world.”
― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

I prefer the simple and patient in a increasingly complex and uncertain world. I know hustle get’s results. I feel atleast personal lives should be simple, compassionate and happy. We any way have to fight and struggle in the world. I discovered Lao Tzu from Osho’s writings and hope you like the thought of the zen master.

Have a good day dear friends! Simplicity, patience, compassion are very good triats and also good for health.

Love, Suresh

Poems : Salma

24 Nov

NEW BRIDE, NEW NIGHT by Salma
(Translated from the Tamil by Lakshmi Holmström)

The evening breeze
blows towards the bride
as she takes her leave
on her wedding day.

Her elder sister
pushes her face inside
the purdah, and instructs her
on making love, surrounded
sweetly, by the scent of flowers.

She has riffled in haste
through pages of heavy books
she herself had not known before,
in order to tell her little sister
which days are best for sex,
when she would, most likely, conceive,
what things are haraam,
she tells her about prescribed
post-coital ablutions.

Before her small eyes
suiting her short frame
images intervene:
the affliction of her own life
and the empty routine
of tired, worn out sex.
These she hides within herself.

From time to time
the younger girl, disturbed
by the shameful, falling words,
tries to muzzle them
with her own foolish
self-confidence.

That entire night
the new bride
disentangles her sister’s advice
caught in her dangling ear-drops,
and lays them out carefully
upon the marriage bed.

Source: http://poetry.sangamhouse.org/2013/09/new-bride-new-night-by-salma/

GREEN ANGEL by Salma
(Translated from the Tamil by Lakshmi Holmström)

In the midst of a thicket
beside a pond that has fed on the morning
and spreads out in beauty
I search for the pathway that I have lost.

Just as the darkness of the dense trees
threatens to snatch me up and swallow me
a compassionate angel appears
to close up my dark hole of fear
and to retrieve three pledges
even from the depths of the mysterious pond:

to light up the path I lost
to re-thread a shattered dream from my youth
to imagine an entirely new dream.
And while I find again my path,
straighten an old dream that was askew,
relish a new dream once more,
through tongues of fire that flame my eyes
I see the angel treading the earth
her clothes steeped in green.

Source: http://poetry.sangamhouse.org/2013/09/green-angel-by-salma/

I like the poems bravery and intensity borne from truth.Hope you like Salma’s poems too. The translations by Lakshmi Holmström are excellent.

Hope you have a good day dear friends!

Love, Suresh

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Video

Salma..

22 Nov

I watched a documentary on Tamil poet Salma by Kim Longinotto yesterday and struck a deep chord with me. It’s painful and yet extraordinary journey of a brave woman’s desire for expression and becoming her rightful person. It’s a brilliant coming of age of a luminous individual aganaist great odds. She was confined to twenty years of solitude and she finely found her brave beautiful voice.

For more on documentary please find a fine tribute by Fariha Roisin and she writes:

” The film focuses on Salma, a reknowned South Indian poet who has a hunger for knowledge and desires to make her own path. She wants to do away with the old world’s paradigms and institute a social understanding where women are accepted and encouraged to cultivate themselves within society.

Salma’s tale is an extraordinary one to follow. At 13, she was locked away once she got her period; she was hidden and seen as a threat. So it was in a makeshift jail that Salma grew and matured, suffocated by the expectations of society and tired of the punishment she was receiving due to the nature of her sex. She constantly felt as though she had time, “but no life.” Refusing to marry the man she was betrothed to, she dreamed of another existence, one beyond what she had ever seen or known. Her eagerness for life grew with every breath and she desired to learn as much as she could about the world around her.

“I would read anything,” she utters in one scene. She recalls how her mother would buy vegetables that came wrapped in sheets of newspapers and how that was a source of education for her — how it was her gateway to gain access to the outside. “I begged to finish school, but they wouldn’t let me.” Instead, she was groomed for marriage as that was — and still is — seen as the appropriate thing for women to do. When they come of age, they must marry and they must have children. Women are not educated because they are seen as subordinates. The mentality that they have nothing to offer is a chilling sentiment that is carried throughout the film. ”

For more of review please see: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/fariha-roisin/salma_b_2545937.html?ir=India&adsSiteOverride=in

“As I was physically confined to the house from the age of thirteen, with little or no opportunity for contact with the outside world, it was my experience of reading books that gave me the urge to write. Protracted periods of loneliness and the related emotional crises determined the language and content of my poetry. Feelings that could not be shared with anyone created a language of intensity. ”

Source : http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/cou_article/item/8128

Salma’s journey of a child confined to home and to her sufferring’s in marriage and to her intense desire to learn and write, getting published and finally becoming a politician is a remarkable journey of a woman breaking out of her shell and finding her place in the world. It not only touched a raw nerve but also inspires me immensely.

Why does it inspire me?

I was thinking that had been living the same kind of life for twenty years. Why my life is so fixated? The same long walk to buy vegetables, the same going to temples, the same visits to hospitals, the same worries about mother and brother. What will happen to mother? What will happen to my brother? If go somewhere..

So whenever had good work, that was only joy, that has plateaued with time and destiny. I have no complaints and think am the one of the good start up guys of my time and my country. The assignments are a testimonial and many years ago Industry CEO’s wrote to me also in encouragement when was young, thanks to my brother Rajiv (TIE,NASSCOM)who was was my first and only mentor. Now I have a job. I hope to have a career.

It’s not about Job. It’s about life. I sometimes wish to have a personal life like others going to movies, traveling, taking a vacation…

I remember a friend of mine had asked me out some year’s ago and we met in a bookshop. I told her ” You know I don’t know where to take you out” ( still I don’t know). She took me to a candle shop and bought candles. The shop owner’s wife kept looking..

It’s always been this away. When was younger my doctor friend would take me out or my dear friend Venu would drop in and show me the city just to take me out of my world..

I was very worried about my brother and family. It’s all fine now..

But I still worry…what will he do if I go out? or move in a different city?

I dont have answers yet.My brother is a big part of my life. My mother also though she scolds me sometimes and it affect’s me a lot. I am not ideal but want them happy.

I want to be happy and live my life too…

Salma inspires me to break my shell..

Salma is my hero. I wish to be Salma.

This for today. Goodnight friends!

Love, Suresh

Marriage woes

21 Nov

When she was looking,
I wasn’t sure
When I was looking
She may be not so sure
Our friends:
Sun, moon, stars
Were not sure
So that’s a genuine proposal..

I drop to say hello at work
He cracks a silly joke about marriage
I smile blankly and do not participate
He looks like a priest but is a thief
Not to be undone asks me about family
Mom, brother and sister I reply
He looks at me : as if seen
something on my forehead
Yes am not married I reply
It’s a fact I reiterate and walk away
He has some fodder to say..

I had fallen from the stairs
My mother insisted me walk the bridge
The eunuch gleefully wishes me ” Hi..”
This time he is riding a pillion on idiot
Last time had come near and called ” chikna”
I want to shout at him
The rascal is gone..

I go to temple
I need some peace
The silent priest ties a thread on my wrist
The other priest does not stop smiling
He wants to talk and asks me ” do you have a partner
do you like some one, are you married”
I though ask him ” What made him ask me”
He say’s ” I am a priest and
Moreover like your nature”
He gives me a marriage proposal
I walk away thanking
I cannot accept this
The handsome priest :
asks me to come again
I go for a walk and peace
May be will go again..
The spectre of marriage never leaves
Every one want’s to know, every where…

My manager had told me :
“Suresh get married and think
you could be giving life to a girl
How good you could be to her
You are not the kind
who will spend time in a strip bar
You are not wired that way”
My boss at his persuasive best and knows me well
He is in NY so may be a strip bar there
Here the rascal eunuch is only visible ..
Never mind promised that will marry..

Many more…

So I feel sad
I do not wish to be vulnerable
I had developed a hide to camouflage pain
I guess past haunt’s and ” Why” never leaves
I like what i like
I love what i love
May be it will come together
May be…

I hope as they here ” Are you settled”
I wondered what ” settled in a chair, bed, cot, terry cot…
But the priest had asked me ” Are you a saint, no right…”
Yes he is right..
Iam no jerk, no saint, I do wish to shout:
What I learned from my favorite actor’s book ( Nasseruddin Shah)
” Please let me be in Piss ( peace)”

I hope find a answer..
Till then marriage woes continues

My confused state of affairs here and hope you have a good day dear friends 🙂

Love, Suresh

Dalai Lama – Hope and Happiness

20 Nov

“Sometimes when I meet old friends, it reminds me how quickly time passes. And it makes me wonder if we’ve utilized our time properly or not. Proper utilization of time is so important. While we have this body, and especially this amazing human brain, I think every minute is something precious. Our day-to-day existence is very much alive with hope, although there is no guarantee of our future. There is no guarantee that tomorrow at this time we will be here. But we are working for that purely on the basis of hope. So, we need to make the best use of our time. I believe that the proper utilization of time is this: if you can, serve other people, other sentient beings. If not, at least refrain from harming them. I think that is the whole basis of my philosophy.
So, let us reflect what is truly of value in life, what gives meaning to our lives, and set our priorities on the basis of that. The purpose of our life needs to be positive. We weren’t born with the purpose of causing trouble, harming others. For our life to be of value, I think we must develop basic good human qualities—warmth, kindness, compassion. Then our life becomes meaningful and more peaceful—happier.”
―  Dalai Lama XIV, The Art of Happiness

Iam not sure have shared this before. In these tumultuous times it is important to reinforce this message of the master. I have come to a conclusion, there is no way can fortell the future and past for all it’s charm and misery is long gone. I wish to be happy and productive in present. Ofcourse fantasy and imagination is something we must allow ourselves at all times to nourish our spirits. In imagination we can be, have, want anything or anyone. Fantasy is important. I also feel it’s good to be little deluded than live in reality. Reality can be depressing. Hope is a fuel which sustains us. I would wish everyone to have hope and be happy in their daily routine. Hope may just be another word for fantasy. But both are important. Dalai lama inspires me immensely with joy and good reason. I wish every one peace and happiness.

Have a good day dear friends! We must be positive.

Love, Suresh

Horrified..

14 Nov

I woke up today morning feeling groggy. I was carrying my  sad bent of mind in sleep and it is true next day you end up feeling weak. I woke up to a even bigger horror. I was stunned to read about Paris attacks. My heart sank. I decided to go for a walk. It was 8 am and thought sun would save me. I was so feeling uneasy couldn’t continue for walk. I stopped at a joint and ate something. I went for my walk. I like Sun and always liked Sun. I briefly stopped outside the temple to offer prayers for victims. I not only felt horrible and helpless. I realised my problems are trivial.  I realised it’s perhaps time for the world to come together and pool our expertise and combat this menace. The American expertise, The European expertise , The Asian expertise and jointly help every nation facing this unprecedented crisis. I feel so sorry for France and innocent people who lost lives. It is beyond sad. I pray the world comes together and pool’s its expertise under one platform , may be UN or NATO or a new agency and really helps all beleaguered nations.

I may feel helpless and sound a idealist but am also determined. I hope and pray the world forms a determined force to combat this evil of terrorism.  I pray the world comes together for France. Today in pain we are all french.

In hope and prayer, Suresh