Monday, November 3, 2014

Indispire# For God wants his man to..

For God wants his man to bathe in a river
Which is not the Ganga or Saraswati,
But where flows a heartful of compassion;

For God wants his man to feed him
Not with his costly offerings,
But by putting a spoonful into the mouth of a starving man;

For God wants his man to respect him
Not by fighting over his supremacy or power,
But by respecting his living image of parents;

For God wants his man to love him
Not with his desperate attempts to please him,
But with a will which is selfless and pure;

For God wants his man to follow him
Not by encouraging division, ill will and politics in the name of sects,
But by adopting his ideals of righteousness and morality;

For God wants his man to flatter him
Not by following the rudimentary and superstitious,
But by the power of reasoning and intellect;

For God wants his man to remember him
Not in the name of scuffles related to religion,
But in one and the sole religion of humanity;

For God wants his man to make temples
Not of concrete and stone on the hills and planes,
But of the tenderness, hope and faith in his own soul;

For God wants his man not to fear him ,
But to feel him and love him.


Light and Dark both are hidden inside us. A True worship will brighten the light and fade the darkness.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Indispire# Why do I Pray!



The reasons why I started praying to god are a little different from the ones I pray to god today.
As a child we know nothing. At that time we are told about the existence of god, made to learn prayers. In school the day starts with a morning prayer and in home the day ends with an evening arti or simply lighting of some incense sticks. The time I was a kid I used to watch some mythological serials as well like Sri Krishna, Mahabharata etc. And slowly it became a way of life to pray to god. At that time it never occurred to me to ask why. I was told and I accepted without wondering about why’s or how’s.

But over the time as I started reading more and more and went on experiencing life more closely, the questions did strike me something of the sorts:

“Why is it that I am praying? What if there is no god?”

“What if all my prayers are going futile and there is no one to listen?”

“What if I am wasting my precious time and energy in calling out for something that does not exist?”

“What if non-existence of god is as much real as the existence of humans?”

“What if god has completely different form than the one I assume and what if god does not understand my language?”

“What if by praying to god I am just looking out for a safe haven because the reality is I am not strong enough?”

Plethora of questions…But over the time I have come to believe that the answer is only one “FAITH”
Faith has a personal meaning for everyone. For me it’s the only comprehendible reason and the pathway between material and spiritual. “Knock and the doors shall be opened” ; without faith it just sounds like another biblical sermon but faith makes it almost come alive..

I don’t know what is the form, what is the type of existence God assumes. But yet I believe there is a supreme power, a force larger than life, a force as real as the laws of nature are.

Everything in this universe has order. Smallest of small things are governed by laws. Every event is organized, be it the rotation of the planets, changing of seasons, atoms, molecules, everything! The humans are just discovering that order, just harnessing the knowledge that already exists. If humans have got intelligence, the universe is much more smarter. Human intelligence springs from his mind. There must be a source of intelligence of universe too and I would like to believe that this source of intelligence of universe itself has the name god! How and why are just beyond my understanding, so I would just like to have faith.

Though I still don’t know how is it that one should pray to god! Whenever I am praying it’s not just the thought of god I have in my mind in fact there are two hundred other mundane thoughts racing in my head. But still I do pray.

Now the reasons I pray:

..This one is simple because I like the fragrance and aura of incense sticks. It gives me so much of peace and positive vibes.

..Another simple one is it’s a beautiful experience to light diyas and listen to some soothing chants, visiting temples or churches. It’s a celebration of silence for me.

..I consider god to be my best friend. In fact I don’t really pray, it’s more like talking to god. I talk about all my problems, Frustrations, all happy and sad moments. And it makes me feel lighter just as one feels after venting out everything to a best friend.

..Confessions.. I do all my confessions in front of god. My anger is little bad so sometimes I end up saying too much to people. While praying there is an automatic recollection of things that I should not have said. I am a little egoistic to admit my mistakes but with God I can admit anything under the sun. That gives me a chance to be completely honest with my own self atleast without any pretensions.

..Flattering.. When I pray I always wish for so many things, this and that, it’s like giving god your wishlist and wishing for a miracle to happen!

..A comfort..In the company of god I feel ultimate comfort for God is not judgmental like the real people and won’t walk out on me for my wrongs or mistakes, won’t put labels on me, I don’t have to weigh my words, don’t have to worry about being stupid.

..Hope.. to an extent it’s the fear of god which can also be termed as the inner voice  which saves me from wrongful acts. When there is nothing working out, I always draw inspiration and confidence from prayers. The name of God is a source of endless hope.

..A luxury.. It’s no less than a luxury for me to be able to blame god when things are going wrong. To be able to argue and fight with god because you know God is not going to backfire. Ofcourse I do realize all the time that faults are all mine but it makes me feel lighter to put it on god!

..and in rare, very very rare moments I pray because in those déjàvu moments I feel overwhelmed with the existence of universe and how it houses everything so perfectly. In those moments the prayers are just a tribute to that power which is supreme and governor of the whole.


All in all I pray because it gives me comfort and helps me to connect to myself and my conscience. It keeps me hopeful and patient. God is my best friend, my best ally and my soul confidant.



Just on a lighter note sharing this one ..





Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Indispire# On a lonely island without internet


A day into a lonely island
Where no one is around,
A morning bath in radiance of sunlight,
Where no one just shadow is to be found;

Waking up lazily
Wearing makeup of a smile,
Absorbed in nothing,
Just the inner light for a while;

Playing with the shadows,
And reminiscing the good old days,
In the company of endless waves;

No cell phone,
 No camera for photo- shoots,
And no laptop which intrudes;

A silent time on a lonely island,
No voices on the exterior,
Just some attention to the interior;

Listening to the music in the air that flows,
Grasses dancing in the rhythm that bestows;

Birds are a company for now,
Seeing their attempts at fly,
Makes me feel childlike somehow;

Flowers shedding
 The night robe of dew drops,
Dressing beautifully
In the brilliant shades of sun kissed cloths;

Butterflies teasing the flowers
And soaking in their colors,
I notice their small world,
And their mischievous maneuvers;

At the innocence of nature I peer,
And feel enchanted and cheer;

Reminding myself,
The smallest pleasures in the world
Come for free,
And are not dear;

Lying under the shadow of trees,
To enjoy the breeze;

Wondering at the language of nature,
I put down my pen on paper;

Walking, sitting and lying down,
Counting the waves,
And not bogged down by the rains;

Following the clouds
Pondering over the secrets they shroud;

To be alone on this island,
Bestows on my soul the gift of bliss and solace,

That’s so hard to find in the mainland…….

experience about A 7 days experiment to stay away from all modern gadgets and apps like mobile, laptop-computers, internet, social networking, E-games and how you spent that time? with family? traveled? meditated, anything you experienced.



Monday, October 20, 2014

Indi-Happy Hours #Ghar wali Diwali

It’s the fourth Diwali that my whole family is still not together during Diwali. Though I am home this time my siblings are not. Diwali always reminds me of my sister; the times when we were still kids. My sister has always been the responsible girl of the house that I have never been. She was no less than a little angel of the home! I must say her excitement was infectious! She used to so excited and enthusiastic about every small- small thing. She loved shopping and she still does! Cleaning home, Picking Flowers to making garlands, Making Rangoli, Lighting diyas and candles; she would just take care of everything. The little supervisor of the home! Cooking is one of her natural talents. Mother, her and father would all get into the kitchen and prepare delicious food. I was told to help in minor ways, which too I would mess up. Sometimes I irritated everyone by doing the silliest things wrong, but sis was a darling angel taking care of everyone and everything. 

This is her second diwali after marriage. I just wish the festival of lights brings her all the more good luck and fortune! May she and her family be blessed with all the happiness of the world! May Goddess luxmi bless her with health, wealth and prosperity!

P.S: This post is for Indi- Happy Hours 


Sunday, October 19, 2014

Indi-Happy Hours# Mother's Care


The lives of parents revolve around their kids. Right from the day these kids are born to the day parents are still alive. Their little-little troubles become reasons of worry for parents. The kids’ falling sick is no less than a calamity for parents. Seeing their kid sick; their world suddenly just comes down to one single thing and that is the well being and recuperation of their sick kid.

Though I am quite old to be called a kid, but for parents their children are always the same I guess. My health concerns my parents even more given my weight and all!! (Smirk). Though I am old enough to be working but people can still mistake me as a school girl! May be that’s one of the reasons I get a lot of attention even in case of minor ailments like cold and cough, fever, indigestion etc.

I catch cold real soon. Changing weather, A little exposure to cold winds and I get done with it. The worst part it stays for real long once it catches me. I find it the most irritating thing. The uncontrollable flow, a lot of soiled handkerchiefs, all of this is just so irritating. Medicines are not much help. They help in controlling the flow but the irritation persists. The headache comes complimentary with cold.

Even with minor cold, my mother becomes so attentive. She will prepare hot tea with tulsi leaves and ginger almost umpteen times a day. She will give me Ginger bits to keep in mouth in case I have cough too. Another favorite pick of my mother is Vicks. She applies it on my nose and throat before sleeping and covers me properly. She will keep on telling me to eat well. It’s like mother working on the assignment of making my cold fly away! She gets irritated and concerned at the same time when I keep on sneezing; one, two, three and sometimes ten or fifteen at a stretch!

The hot gram soup is another thing which is a must have to get rid of the running nose.
Chyawanprash is yet another favorite with my mother. Though on routine days also she keeps on telling to have a teaspoonful with milk, but when I have cold and cough she will herself give me teaspoonfuls twice a day. Actually I like the taste of it but me being me I am too lazy and won’t have it till somebody just puts it into my mouth. Chyawanprash contains a lot of herbs like amla, ashwagandha and giloy etc. It also serves as an anti oxidant. It strengthens our immune system and helps fight infections like cough and cold. Even going by taste It’s a must have for almost everyone as it fulfills all mothers’ standards.

Then yet another thing my mother makes me do if cold is real bad is to give steam. At night before sleeping a hot relaxing steam and afterwards a nice sleep. Though I have the habit of sleeping late generally but when I am sick my mother would make me sleep early and make me have proper rest.

I don’t think medicines can work as much wonders as mothers’ care does! No doubt parents are just angels. They bear with their kids even if they are spoiled brats. Thank god for them and their care!

Finally wish everyone great health and happiness.


P.S:  This post is written for Indi blogger - “Indi-Happy Hours campaign” 
Know about health benefits and various variants of CHYAWANPRASH at https://www.liveveda.com/daburchyawanprash/


Indispire# Can Writing bring about a change?

Writers are a part of this world and yet they have a world of their own. Writers have the power of their pen. With this power a writer can go any place, put on any face and travel with any pace. The words indeed are a writer’s first love. To write gives him a power to create, to transform, to understand and to promulgate.

They use the word escapists for them and call them loners sometimes. But I wonder isn’t it a luxury to be an escapist, to be able to live in a world which is a writer’s own creation. A writer wields his power through words; he sets the rules, while he writes he lives the life of each of his characters, he experiences many types of life in one lifetime by means of his writing.
Using the tool of writing he can venture into the unknown territories of soul. It’s a way to experiment with the abstract, to get to the bottom of the reality, to know the truth of the self and the world.

In a way the writers are dogmatists. And in a way they are the problem solvers.

The impact of writing on society is long known. The writings in the form of teachings of our religious texts have given us a way of life that we are still following. The classics like Aristotle, Plato, Marx, and Socrates are still read and pondered over. They have dealt with each aspect of a man’s life and how it should be. These writing have drawn the intricate and complex details of man’s life and its relationship with the surroundings.

 The contemporary writings keep on affecting our thought process and our perceptions, be it in the form of an editorial, a magazine article, a fiction, an inspirational book or even a casual read. The writing has been defining and redefining our ways of life, what serves our society best, what is acceptable and correct. It has been doing that ever since. It has been there as a guiding force with each and every evolution that our world witnesses.

The writings always have a grip on us and they make a lasting impact on our thought process either consciously or subconsciously. A person reading self help books or inspirational quotes does so because it’s the conformity of a writer he looks forward to. A person reading editorials and news is subjected to the writer’s perspective, his opinions though his own are in a way shaped by what has been written. A person reading a book on moral science may not follow it completely but his awareness has grown, he has got the sense of what is morally acceptable though following it is his own choice and writing has done it for him, the writing has made him aware. A person reading a lot of fictions will become capable of understanding life through many perspectives. A person reading the real life accounts of varied cultures knows life in its various colors and becomes sympathetic and loving towards all, it triggers modesty and broad-mindedness in him.

The writings definitely have a grip on our thoughts and the world changes as our thoughts change. The writings give us a chance to learn and relearn for the better. And while we learn and subsequently follow the change is initiated though may be of a small order. But that is enough to make a start.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Indispire# Educated or literate ?

Education I believe is that light which illuminates the darkness of ignorance and brings forth the glory of knowledge.
The real objective of education is to impart knowledge and awareness to a person, to make a person sensitive and aware of himself, his surroundings, to impart him the moral values, to make him responsible towards himself as well as the society. It’s the development of mind and soul of a person.

The question is -Is today’s education system taking care of each and every aspect.
The literacy rate is surely going up.  The no. of degrees issued per year are also increasing. No. of schools  and colleges increasing every year.  But does being literate automatically makes us educated as well?If it would have been the case I suppose with increasing literacy rates and more and more graduates and post graduates , we should rather see a fall in crime rate which is ever increasing. While the literacy rate increased from 64.83% to 74.04% from 2001 to 2011, the child sex ratio dipped to 914 from 927.
Everyday we can see so many headlines of rapes, murders, terrorist activities, khap panchayats, love jihad. The pity is that well educated people or rather quite literate people are also getting involved.

It is a well known fact that almost everywhere in India people still object to inter caste marriages and that happens in affluent, highly qualified , well to do families as well.

Our country witnesses so many cases of female feticides. The women are not safe even in the company of educated or rather literate. Young chaps – some of them just take pride in eve teasing. Those may well have degrees but education is lacking in them.

Terrorists - isn’t it surprising that so many of them are highly qualified. Many of them hold engineering degrees. They earned the degrees but could never learn the real meaning of education.

The youth – isn’t it discomforting to see that many of our children have started smoking and drinking as early as in the high school. While everyone is all out for higher grades and higher percentages, they are just being deprived of the real education.

One may well keep on collecting degrees but real education is different from just being literate. It’s the development of one’s conscience- the sense of right and wrong. It’s about being sensitive towards oneself and others. It’s about developing a way of life which is based on compassion, mutual respect, and moral values.

Collection of degrees might well be literacy but education is about expanding the horizon of ones mind.