whenever we lose patience, we are either unhappy with ourselves or with some one who has not understood what we want to say. either way it is our own handicap. after all, if every body understood each other well, will there be any scope for dialogue, poetry , art and culture, are not all these born out of desire of obfuscation?
miracles do happen
a friend opened the door of this site to me, remarkable stories, but then i have always believed, miracles do happen that is only way, may be also a way, we TRust HIm
met a BEE on the way home, recently
an algerian born French entrepreneur, Jehade Belamri into manufacturing engineering machines, and few minutes into a taxi, taking us at 10pm to our respective hotels near railway station, lille; i discover that he not has a honey bee on his card and his company is bee.fr
out of all the people in the conference, Let us Dare, France, only one person was to come in my life, with bee as the name of the company, and great believer in bee philosophy, thanks to its reference in Holy Quran “”
Your Lord revealed to the bees: “Build dwellings in the mountains and the trees, and also in the structures which men erect. Then eat from every kind of fruit and travel the paths of your Lord, which have been made easy for you to follow.” From inside them comes a drink of varying colours, containing healing for mankind. There is certainly a Sign in that for people who reflect. (Qur’an, 16:68-69)””
when do u think, we have done it
when do you think, we have done it
the leftover fruits
the stale pudding
the effervescence of the cold tea
but waiting at the airport
is not enough
why shoudl we not now rest
rest at the nearest lamp post
we can lean over it
or just sit at its feet
let the passerby go, but drops of teh rain
will soak us
and then may be we will wash the stains of memories
which are not soothing now
when you spoke
when you spokeand i listened,
there were long moments of silence,
when we heard each others' breaths
whisper of breaths have long ceased to say
what we both wanted to hear
let us take a deep breath,
slow down,
stop
and ask ourselves
why do we need to talk at all
---- cant we just be there, like that only
when you open the door again
why should you not see shadows of silent screams of leaves fallen down,
branches cut,
saplings complaining of impending drought,
has the door with in not opened yet?
do we listen to ourselves enough
how do we ensure that we listen to ourselvs enough, when we hear the devil in us laughing and saint crying, we are close to ourselves
when did we last laugh without a reason
laughing without a reason
may make us look insane
but sanity of restrained smiles will rob us
of the right to laugh without reason
when will i wither
when will i witherasked a small floweri kept quietso that he might find the answer
did i feel pain
when i did not feel others’ pain, was it because i had become engrossed in my own pain, can my pain ever be more deeper than that of others about whom i care,
The most satisfying thing in life is to have been able to give a large part of one’s self to others. Chardin
The most satisfying thing in life is to have been able to give a large part of one’s self to others.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin