You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
Hey u Howdy ! Just brew a hot cup of coffee or tea,n join moi follow the Trail as it leads you to a place where you can experience the energy of a playfull abandonment,a place where you can you can learn to enjoy being a Nobody.Please,come have a seat...come join moi for a Virtual Cuppaa.while i Hum I love the Coffee and tea and the java and me....so cheer up n smile...here's To ...The cuppa....shared (yeah)
Wednesday, 15 February 2017
Coffee☕notes ~*~
Quote i love
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
Friday, 10 February 2017
रांझा जोगीड़ा, बन आया नी
रांझा जोगीड़ा, बन आया नी,
वाह सांगी सांग रचाया नी| टेक|
रांझा जोगीड़ा बन आया
इस जोगी दे नैन कटोरे,
बाज़ा वांगूं लैंदे डोरे,
मुख वेखिआं दुःख जावण छोड़े,
इन्हां अक्खियां लाल लखाया नी|
इस जोगी दी कीनी निशानी,
कन्न विच्च मुन्दरां गल विच गानी,
सूरत उसदी यूसफ़ सानी,
उस अलफ़ों अहद बनाया नी|
रांझा जोगी ते मैं जुगिआनी,
उसदी ख़ातर भरसां पानी,
एवें तां पिछली उमर विहाणी,
उस हुण मैनूं भरमाया नी|
बुल्ल्हा शौह दी हुण गत पाई,
पीत पुरानी मुड़ मचाई,
एह गल कीकण छपे छुपाई,
लै तख़त हज़ारे नूं धाया नी|
रांझा जोगी बनकर आया है
निराकार और प्रकाशमय आत्मा माया के प्रभाव से देह धारण करती है| परमात्मा (रांझा) को भी संसार में योगी का वेश धरकर आना होता है सद्दगुरु हीर को प्रभु रूप की असली झलक दिखाता है| हीर (आत्मा) को जेब रांझे में प्रभु के दर्शन होते हैं, तो वह स्वत: उस योगी की तरफ़ खिंची चली जाती है और प्रीति-पुरातन जाग जाती है| बुल्लेशाह ने इसी भाव को इस काफ़ी में व्यक्त करते हुए लिखा है कि रांझा (परमात्मा) जोगी बनकर आया है और कैसा अनुपम रूप है और उस स्वांगधारी ने कैसा स्वांग रचाया है|
इस जोगी के नयन जैसे मद के प्याले हैं और ये आंखे बाज़ के समान मेरे चारों ओर मंडराती रहती हैं| देखने से सुख मिलता है और सारे दुख छुट जाते हैं| इसने प्रिय के साक्षात दर्शन करवा दिए हैं|
इस जोगी की निशानी क्या है? इसके कानों में मुद्रिकाएं हैं, गले में माला है| वह इतना रूपवान है, जैसे वह दूसरा यूसफ़ हो| उसने अलिफ़ को अहद1 बना दिया है|
रांझा जोगी है, मैं उसकी जोगिन हूं| मैं तो उसके लिए सब-कुछ करने को तैयार हूं| मैं तो उसकी पनिहारन बन जाऊंगी| मुझे तो दुख यही है कि योगी से प्रेम होने से पहले का समय व्यर्थ ही बीत गया| अब जब वह मिल गया है, तो उसने मुझे पूरी तरह अपने वश में कर लिया है|
बुल्लेशाह कहता है, अब मैं पति परमेश्वर को जान गई हूं और पुरानी प्रेमाग्नि पुन: धधक उठी है| यह प्रेम अब कैसे भी छुपाए नहीं चुप सकता| मेरा प्रिय मुझे तख़्त हज़ारे की ओर लेकर चल पड़ा है|
Sunday, 5 February 2017
PONDERING TIT~BITS
Saturday, 4 February 2017
I have 422 friends, yet I am lonely
(A whatsapp share)
I have 422 friends, yet I am lonely.
I speak to all of them everyday, yet none of them really know me.
The problem I have sits in the spaces between,
looking into their eyes, or at a name on a screen.
I took a step back, and opened my eyes,
I looked around, and then realised
that this media we call social, is anything but
when we open our computers, and it’s our doors we shut.
All this technology we have, it’s just an illusion,
of community, companionship, a sense of inclusion
yet when you step away from this device of delusion,
you awaken to see, a world of confusion.
A world where we’re slaves to the technology we mastered,
where our information gets sold by some rich greedy bastard.
A world of self-interest, self-image, self-promotion,
where we share all our best bits, but leave out the emotion.
We are at our most happy with an experience we share,
but is it the same if no one is there.
Be there for you friends, and they’ll be there too,
but no one will be, if a group message will do.
We edit and exaggerate, we crave adulation,
we pretend we don’t notice the social isolation.
We put our words into order, until our lives are glistening,
we don’t even know if anyone is listening.
Being alone isn’t the problem, let me just emphasize,
that if you read a book, paint a picture, or do some exercise,
you are being productive, and present, not reserved or recluse,
you’re being awake and attentive, and putting your time to good use.
So when you’re in public, and you start to feel alone,
put your hands behind your head, and step away from the phone.
You don’t need to stare at your menu, or at your contact list,
just talk to one another, and learn to co-exist.
I can’t stand to hear the silence, of a busy commuter train,
when no one wants to talk through the fear of looking insane.
We’re becoming unsocial, it no longer satisfies
to engage with one another, and look into someone’s eyes.
We’re surrounded by children, who since they were born,
watch us living like robots, and think it’s the norm.
It’s not very likely you will make world’s greatest dad,
if you cant entertain a child without a using an iPad.
When I was a child, I would never be home,
I’d be out with my friends, on our bikes we would roam.
We’d ware holes in our trainers, and graze up our knees;
we’d build our own clubhouse, high up in the trees.
Now the parks are so quiet, it gives me a chill
to see no children outside and the swings hanging still.
There’s no skipping or hopscotch, no church and no steeple,
we’re a generation of idiots, smart phones and dumb people.
So look up from your phone, shut down that display,
take in your surroundings, and make the most of today.
Just one real connection is all it can take,
to show you the difference that being there can make.
Be there in the moment, when she gives you the look,
that you remember forever, as when love overtook.
The time you first hold her hand, or first kiss her lips,
the time you first disagree, but still love her to bits.
The time you don’t need to tell hundreds, about what you’ve just done,
because you want to share the moment, with just this one.
The time you sell your computer, so you can buy a ring,
for the girl of your dreams, who is now the real thing.
The time you want to start a family, and the moment when,
you first hold your baby girl, and get to fall in love again.
The time she keeps you up at night, and all you want is rest,
and the time you wipe away the tears, as your baby flees the nest.
The time your little girl returns, with a boy for you to hold,
and the day he calls you granddad, and makes you feel real old
The time you take in all you’ve made, just by giving life attention,
and how your glad you didn’t waste it, by looking down at some invention.
The time you hold your wife’s hand, and sit down beside her bed
you tell her that you love her, and lay a kiss upon her head.
She then whispers to you quietly, as her heart gives a final beat,
that she’s lucky she got stopped, by that lost boy in the street.
But none of these times ever happened, you never had any of this,
When you’re too busy looking down, you don’t see the chances you miss.
So look up from your phone, shut down those displays,
we have a finite existence, a set number of days.
Why waste all our time getting caught in the net,
as when the end comes, nothing’s worse than regret.
I am guilty too, of being part of this machine,
this digital world, where we are heard but not seen.
Where we type and don’t talk, where we read as we chat,
where we spend hours together, without making eye contact.
Don’t give in to a life where you follow the hype,
give people your love, don’t give them your like.
Disconnect from the need to be heard and defined
Go out into the world, leave distractions behind.
Look up from your phone, shut down that display,
stop watching this video, live life the real way.
Monday, 30 January 2017
Yugas
‘Yugas’ means period. The dark period is called ‘Kali Yug’ in which we are living today witnessing all the negativities around, its more of Rajsik qualities (totally conditioned, disturbed and more of selfish thoughts and behavior) and Tamasik qualities (harmful thoughts, which lives in illusion and does not have harmony with nature) in your thoughts and action.
Meditation takes you above kaliyug to ‘Dwapara Yuga’ where you see basic changes, progressive activities and physical change, that is industrial revolution.
Deeper you go you will touch a ‘Treta Yuga’ where you see mental change and connect to the higher intelligent consciousness. It is more of creative happening in physical world.
This higher intelligence will lead you to the period of happiness and joy, which is called ‘Sat Yuga’. In this yuga we will witness everything in equanimous state, the state of ‘Samadhi’, which has bliss all around. Positivity envelopes you all around thus no negativity can touch you. It is full of divine light, truth and responsibility for everything and everyone. There is only growth and prosperity.
All these yugas exists in this universe itself. This universe is within you. It is up to you how and whom you want to connect, no person is bad or evil on this level of silence (Meditative quietness of mind). Evil is made by the way you think only. So you have all the power to bring ‘Sat Yuga’ again by simply connecting to your basic meditative nature. That is reconnecting to self and fall in love again within. Purity of this love will connect you to the ‘Sat Yuga’, which will reflect back in the outside universe as unconditional love and compassion. ‘Sat Yuga’ is including everything and everyone as you.
Friday, 27 January 2017
I dont care~ Lyrics
I Don't Care
Judy Garland
(Lyrics)
They say I'm crazy
Got no sense
But I don't care
They may or may not mean offense
But I don't care
You see, I'm sort of independent
I am my own superintendent
And my star is on the ascendant
That's why I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
What they may think of me
I'm happy-go-lucky, they say that I'm plucky
Contented and carefree
I don't care I don't care
If I do get a mean and stony stare
If I'm not successful
It won't be distressful
Cause I don't care
A girl should know her etiquette
Alas, alack
Propriety demands we walk a narrow track
When fellas used to blink at me
I'd freeze 'em and they'd shrink at me
But now when fellas wink at me
I wink at them right back!
I don't care I don't care
If people frown on me
Perhaps it's the lone way
But I go my own way
That's my philosophy
I don't care I don't care
If he's clerk or just a millionaire
There's no doubt about it,
I'll sing and I'll shout it
Cause I don't care
Oh, I don't care, I don't care
When it comes to happiness,
I want my share
Don't try to rearrange me
There's nothing can change me
'cause I don't care!