doesn’t need words, no need for poetry,
It’s not the beautiful words that makes it love more,
Not the tears that are shed that makes it break,
record of wrongs are not kept ,
And the energy of this heart keeps going strong;
It expects no perfection, no gratitude;
Seeks no self gain but only gives……
One that loves doesn’t hide the emotions;
It’s not ashamed to feel weak,
Jealousy may take over at moments of doubt;
But with the next beat, this heart believes and hopes again;
And why not?
This heart needs no words,
Butlongs for fulfillment and companionship;
Its afraid to be alone;It beats faster when it’s destiny draws close;
It doesn’t use force;
Even though it may hurt;
It let’s go just to make the “heart” that it loves happy….
Heart that loves, simply loves….
To find out how, just let your heart love…. :)
Wednesday 24 June 2009
Monday 22 June 2009
TASTE BAD WINE TO KNOW A GOOD ONE………….
This morning on my drive to work I was thinking on the why we have bad experiences, or face misery, pain, confusion, ache and all the negative events that impact our lives. I am not a wine taster but I thought of a friend of mine is a self proclaimed wine taster. For those of you who know me, are well aware that I know nothing about alcohol given that I don’t take any… but out of curiosity I once asked how he knew that this was a good wine. His answer was simple, I tasted bad ones before and so I know a good one when I taste one….
Hmm.. isn’t life the same way? How would you know true joy when you never faced deep pain? How would you recognize a sincere smile when you never saw a frowning face? How would know a true heart when you never knew a deceptive heart?... how can you know true love when you never encountered the wrong kinds of loves and relations? Life is like the science of wine tasting. Some aspects of our lives just like wines are meant to be sipped, drank and some spilled out of our lives due to their foulness…
I am not saying I have it all figured out but in my opinion when going through the pain and cloudy moments of our lives, let’s be still and recognized the aspects that make these moments be what they are. In the this state of stillness we retreat to that part inside of us that allows us to see our inner self and recognize what we really are feeling. When we do so, we will be able to recognize when the better times come knocking. We can be at ease to enjoy both good and bad aspects of our lives knowing that tomorrow is a better day. Tomorrow the wine may be the best and we may actually drink it..
For those of us going through divorce, we must be optimistic that tomorrow we will be able to build the right marriage; those with broken hearts, its beyond any reasonable doubt that the next partner could be the right one for you.. When you get fired or loose your job today, put a smile on your face, it may be the opportunity to belong with the right company next…
It’s hard I believe and hard work is entailed , but we have all been there and we will all be there so don’t despair, face your fears and insecurities, for the wise men once said “courageous people go to the places where they fear most- that’s where their power awaits them”
Go ahead, taste the wines… each and every one of them but settle only for the best :)
Hmm.. isn’t life the same way? How would you know true joy when you never faced deep pain? How would you recognize a sincere smile when you never saw a frowning face? How would know a true heart when you never knew a deceptive heart?... how can you know true love when you never encountered the wrong kinds of loves and relations? Life is like the science of wine tasting. Some aspects of our lives just like wines are meant to be sipped, drank and some spilled out of our lives due to their foulness…
I am not saying I have it all figured out but in my opinion when going through the pain and cloudy moments of our lives, let’s be still and recognized the aspects that make these moments be what they are. In the this state of stillness we retreat to that part inside of us that allows us to see our inner self and recognize what we really are feeling. When we do so, we will be able to recognize when the better times come knocking. We can be at ease to enjoy both good and bad aspects of our lives knowing that tomorrow is a better day. Tomorrow the wine may be the best and we may actually drink it..
For those of us going through divorce, we must be optimistic that tomorrow we will be able to build the right marriage; those with broken hearts, its beyond any reasonable doubt that the next partner could be the right one for you.. When you get fired or loose your job today, put a smile on your face, it may be the opportunity to belong with the right company next…
It’s hard I believe and hard work is entailed , but we have all been there and we will all be there so don’t despair, face your fears and insecurities, for the wise men once said “courageous people go to the places where they fear most- that’s where their power awaits them”
Go ahead, taste the wines… each and every one of them but settle only for the best :)
Sunday 14 June 2009
TRUE HEARTS UNDER THE SCORCHING SUN……
Last evening after my evening jog and exercise, I sat in the garden in front of my building trying to catch my breath and to think on certain happenings in my life in the recent past. I have complained, lamented and many of the things that don’t seem to go right for me. To be honest I got sick and tired of listening to my complaints, to my friends, myself and I felt this negativity slowly took away the bright smile I had on my face.
While sitting on the bench I opened a conversation with the night guard and I honestly spoke to him on what bothered me hoping for answers I thought I needed. But his response drew me further to a pensive mood. I realized so often we take fore granted the fact that we could afford to live in comfort, that we had food on the table, luxury of speaking to our loved ones just at the press of a button. What of the dental procedures we do on the teeth when someone had no money to remove an aching tooth? When he had to use a spanner and vodka to remove his tooth in the accommodation he lived in? What of the guy who had no money for bus fare and had to walk under the scorching sun just to send the little he had to his loved ones back home. On the news today, a woman died of starvation after delivering twins…I am not trying to make you feel guilty but juts to think of the luxury you have of reading a blog on the net…
To the man who left his infant child with a hope for a better life in the UAE only to find the scorching sun was all he could find. But even under the scorching sun he still managed to afford a smile and quote optimistically, “lucky me I can see the sun, I can feel it on my skin and the glow of the sky just makes me grateful to be alive today” I thought I had suffered or gone through hardships but I realize life has been kind to me, more than I realized it was.
Isn’t this an example of a heart that’s true? Not to forget, the day when I saw a guy in a luxurious car stop and give money to a poor laborer who was almost fainting under the scorching sun. The cheerful giver did not wait for a “thank you” but hoped the money he had given this guy would help him meet his next need. I went on a pensive mood which is not new to me and spoke to my inner self. Why was I troubled within me, what did I let pessimism take over my thoughts? Given that I live in apt 508, I had though pessimistically that (5+0+8=13(unlucky number)) but yesterday evening I saw that it was (8-0-5=3(my lucky number))…..
I have no right to be negative and the next time this feeling comes, I will replay the talk I had with the night guard. He turned something in my heart, drew a tear to my eye, even though none fell, I realized that there were true hearts under the scorching sun of Dubai…...........
While sitting on the bench I opened a conversation with the night guard and I honestly spoke to him on what bothered me hoping for answers I thought I needed. But his response drew me further to a pensive mood. I realized so often we take fore granted the fact that we could afford to live in comfort, that we had food on the table, luxury of speaking to our loved ones just at the press of a button. What of the dental procedures we do on the teeth when someone had no money to remove an aching tooth? When he had to use a spanner and vodka to remove his tooth in the accommodation he lived in? What of the guy who had no money for bus fare and had to walk under the scorching sun just to send the little he had to his loved ones back home. On the news today, a woman died of starvation after delivering twins…I am not trying to make you feel guilty but juts to think of the luxury you have of reading a blog on the net…
To the man who left his infant child with a hope for a better life in the UAE only to find the scorching sun was all he could find. But even under the scorching sun he still managed to afford a smile and quote optimistically, “lucky me I can see the sun, I can feel it on my skin and the glow of the sky just makes me grateful to be alive today” I thought I had suffered or gone through hardships but I realize life has been kind to me, more than I realized it was.
Isn’t this an example of a heart that’s true? Not to forget, the day when I saw a guy in a luxurious car stop and give money to a poor laborer who was almost fainting under the scorching sun. The cheerful giver did not wait for a “thank you” but hoped the money he had given this guy would help him meet his next need. I went on a pensive mood which is not new to me and spoke to my inner self. Why was I troubled within me, what did I let pessimism take over my thoughts? Given that I live in apt 508, I had though pessimistically that (5+0+8=13(unlucky number)) but yesterday evening I saw that it was (8-0-5=3(my lucky number))…..
I have no right to be negative and the next time this feeling comes, I will replay the talk I had with the night guard. He turned something in my heart, drew a tear to my eye, even though none fell, I realized that there were true hearts under the scorching sun of Dubai…...........
Sunday 7 June 2009
“RUSH-RUSH” BUT MY HEART LONGS FOR “HUSH-HUSH”………….
Living in a fast moving city, everything being artificial and life continually changing, I have come to realize the importance of having somewhere to belong and more importantly let it be natural. Many a time when you walk in the streets of Dubai you will find changes on the roads, uprooted signage or even done away with roundabouts. The next day, the path on which you are used to walking could be marked for cable construction or sewer expansion. Some of these changes are temporary but they can vastly affect our lives, moods and peace of mind…
In our lives we all search for peace or somewhere to call our own, to belong and know that people care for us. Even the most hardened hearts long for the peace that can be found in the hearts that truly care. Speaking in general terms may not bring out what I mean to discuss. Today my heart longs for a place I once knew, where the wind blew on my face and the nourishing scent of soil just before the rains, calmed my soul. I could lie on the grass and count the stars, and many of the afternoons ride my bike down the winding roads of my hometown, manyatta.
Memories of those days fill my heart with nostalgia. My heart that is no longer virgin, heart that has been troubled by emotions. Heart that has seen hardship unlike those days when I had no idea what the real world was like. This young part of my life is filled with love and ready to give love, it was filled with dreams and deep-heartened laughter. I had no need to keep appearances, for I knew that when the sun will rise I could walk bare feet on the dewy grass on my papa’s home.
I have grown up and my papa’s home is no longer my own, I should set out to create my own, something that I have seen my older siblings do without much effort. This has not been the case for me given that; I seem to search for wrong places to belong. My heart is struggling to maintain the peace and the harmony of all that is inside. My eyes try to see only things that will please my soul.. When every where is “rush-rush”, my soul searches for “hush-hush” that I could find by the riverside or on top of the small rock or more so in the millions drops of rain on my skin.. I yearn for the healing of nature; my soul yearns to find the peace it once knew…
Even though the wind my blows through my window in my apartment, it’s hot, humid and no life. It brings in the “rush-rush “of the world passing by fast outside my window. For those who are lucky to feel the rain, to feel the morning dew beneath their feet and rub the soft soil in the palm of their hands, you are blessed souls. My hearts envies what you have and some day I will head straight there…
Into the country side, glowing sunsets, bleating lambs and gentle winds….hmmm.. “hush-hush” my soul seeks this place that was created by God, the giver of life…..
In our lives we all search for peace or somewhere to call our own, to belong and know that people care for us. Even the most hardened hearts long for the peace that can be found in the hearts that truly care. Speaking in general terms may not bring out what I mean to discuss. Today my heart longs for a place I once knew, where the wind blew on my face and the nourishing scent of soil just before the rains, calmed my soul. I could lie on the grass and count the stars, and many of the afternoons ride my bike down the winding roads of my hometown, manyatta.
Memories of those days fill my heart with nostalgia. My heart that is no longer virgin, heart that has been troubled by emotions. Heart that has seen hardship unlike those days when I had no idea what the real world was like. This young part of my life is filled with love and ready to give love, it was filled with dreams and deep-heartened laughter. I had no need to keep appearances, for I knew that when the sun will rise I could walk bare feet on the dewy grass on my papa’s home.
I have grown up and my papa’s home is no longer my own, I should set out to create my own, something that I have seen my older siblings do without much effort. This has not been the case for me given that; I seem to search for wrong places to belong. My heart is struggling to maintain the peace and the harmony of all that is inside. My eyes try to see only things that will please my soul.. When every where is “rush-rush”, my soul searches for “hush-hush” that I could find by the riverside or on top of the small rock or more so in the millions drops of rain on my skin.. I yearn for the healing of nature; my soul yearns to find the peace it once knew…
Even though the wind my blows through my window in my apartment, it’s hot, humid and no life. It brings in the “rush-rush “of the world passing by fast outside my window. For those who are lucky to feel the rain, to feel the morning dew beneath their feet and rub the soft soil in the palm of their hands, you are blessed souls. My hearts envies what you have and some day I will head straight there…
Into the country side, glowing sunsets, bleating lambs and gentle winds….hmmm.. “hush-hush” my soul seeks this place that was created by God, the giver of life…..
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