Sunday, May 3, 2009

To a Dancing child in the wild by Y.B. Yeats

DANCE there upon the shore;
What need have you to care
For wind or water's roar?
And tumble out your hair
That the salt drops have wet;
Being young you have not known
The fool's triumph, nor yet
Love lost as soon as won,
Nor the best labourer dead
And all the sheaves to bind.
What need have you to dread
The monstrous crying of wind?

this is a poem titled " To a dancing child in the wind"..........it beautifully captures the innocence and joys of childhood in just a few lines..hope you enjoy.

Monday, October 27, 2008

this was a beautiful life quote i came across

how far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged,sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of weak and strong.beacause someday in life u will have been all of this.

i hav never read better words of wisdom.

Friday, October 24, 2008

hey......m bck with the quotes.....todays quote...i found this under the section of life quotes....and i had to read thru a whole lot o' them before i came across this on---
we make a living by what we get,and we make a life by what we give.------Winston churchill.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I got this idea today.....we come across quotes everyday....some monumental and some inconsequential....some funny,some absurd......i'll post a couple o' quotes everyday with my feelings about them.......readers are welcome to share the opinions too.

Speak when you are angry----and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.--------Laurence J. Peter.

When anger rises, think of consequences.--------Confucius

true enough...... in school once a teacher told me.....whenever u get angry....avoid doing whatever comes to your mind just then.....keep it in mind...start mulling over the idea......since then i have tried doing that.....and it works......'cuz by the time my thought process ends....my anger evaporates or seems inconsequential......and i have als worked a solution to the cause of anger, so i don' get a chance to get angry again......:)

Diwali

Since i was a kid Diwali & Christmas have been my favourite time of the year.......the time since ramlila began till the five days of diwali , used to be my most awaited time of the year.....even more awaited than my birthday!!....even today (and more so now that, i live away from home...and look forward to joining my family for diwali vacations) and i think it will remains so forever..... & now that i think about it  the reason for this feeling of absolute delight that fills me every year is not 'cuz it's a holiday season..or not 'cuz of the expectations of new clothes,gifts & sweets...or presently, of being able to get away from work to go home, meet family and friends. Yes all these add to the cheer.....but I believe even if these were not there I would still feel the same joy at this time...it's because it's not these material things about Diwali that have made me so happy all along......but it's this feeling that I have felt..............to me it is a time of the year when every person ,be it a child or an adult or be it rich or poor, a person who is happy or sad, anxious or distraught....in what ever state of mind......every person, maybe even for just a few moments, feels joy filling there hearts & lives....they feel a delight and enjoy it without giving a damn to anything else.
According to hindu religion...this festival has a divine symbolism......but to me this festival is divine not 'cuz of the mythological beliefs associated with it but 'cuz of this simple reason.......that this is a festival that brings happiness and cheer into our lives and all around us.....because it is the time of the year when we go about sharing...sharing our joy, our happiness,our achievements, our lives with family,with friends...sometimes even with strangers.....sharing trebles the joy....adds on to our own and of others....and brings to those who for some reason may not have it......it is this sharing that gives this festival all it's cheer and pomp more than anything else.
over the past few years I have heard people say and felt it too that commercialisation as overtaken the spirit of Diwali.......but I still believe, just as I beleived years ago, when I wrote an assay on "Diwali the festival of lights"....that Diwali is a festival of lights...not the lights of the earthen lamp or the bulb strings......but of the enlightened lives & enlightened souls of people who are experiencing the most basic emotion of being human.....the joy of sharing.....it is just this feeling that we need to remind ourselves and rekindle the beautiful delight that this festival brings to our lives and those around us.

wishing u all a very happy,prosperous,safe and clean Diwali.
njoy!!!

Friday, October 17, 2008

Joy

It was one of those nights when I had gone on the rooftop again, on a random impulse before turning in for the night..and I was mesmerized by this spectacle of nature that lay before my eyes..


                           The moon was shining big and bright with a slightly yellow aura which was blending into a orange hue before flying away as silver wisp and spreading across the clouds like small flakes of snow & lightning them with the silver moonlight across the grey black sky. Here and there I saw the clouds splitting apart the black sky with a few tiny twinkling stars hiding beneath them.


                 As I sat there drinking the scene with hungry eyes &  enjoying the cold air seeping inside my clothing and chilling my body cold with it's touch, I felt a delight rush through me..the delight of a child's innocent laughter. I felt a sense of peace and calm seep through me.  In that moment I suddenly felt connected with the whole world & heard my soul whispering to life, thanking it for blessing me with that beautiful night, that moment  which had filled my being with joy, embalming my tired soul with it's touch, making my life so full, so content, so rich & so beautiful.


                            In that moment I felt the love of the whole world and nature cleanse me. I felt all the blessings of the people who had ever blessed me, touch me and I felt greatful  to each one of them. 


                               Till that moment I could never understand what people meant when they said magic.....but in that moment I knew what it meant and experienced what it felt like.  In that moment I prayed, that just as this moment had touch me and made life magical for me..I too may bring the same feeling to the people I come across in life myself.  


There are times in life when I feel that life has not been fair enough to me...that I have not had enough in life or that life has been unusually tough on me...but I think that in these few moments of this beautiful night, life gave me more than enough and that now whenever I will have this feeling that I don' have enough gain, I remember this night, remember how blessed I am, remember that how loved I am and find my peace.

I wish u enough.

Friday, September 12, 2008

a doctor's life.

got the idea of this poem, on the day of my pathology practical, when I woke up at 4 in the morning…. with just 3hrs o’ sleep and an exam to give. This may seem to some as very absurd….. But then my life is full of absurdities…anyways I carried this thought for three days before jotting this down ( I wanted to write it there and then but, my sanity center showed it’s worth ,reminding me to study and & I did pass my exam. )


A DOCTOR’S LIFE


Bleary eyed,
Sleep deprived,
I was jolted to wakefulness by this sudden thought,
WHAT is a DOCTOR’S LIFE???

And I sat musing in silent darkness,
between the end o’ another night,
And beginning of another new day…. of my medical college life.

In answer my exam wrecked tired mind replied …..
An endless train of exam
fuel of which is
Our tired midnight oil burning minds,
Our distraught emotions at the announcement o’ each semester exam,
And our joy at the end o’ the prof result,
Our tired and relentlessly burning eyes
And stolen ounces of our precious sleep.

While the thought sat,
Making the existing hole in my mind bigger still….
I thought it was true…..
A doctor’s life is one big chain o’ exams
It begins with entrance exams, moves on to semester exam
Adding icing to the cake are fortnightly ward leavings
And the cream is the end o’ the year university exams……..

At the end of four prof’s,
we walk out armed with
The license to HEAL.
But this but the mere beginning
Of the real big test…which continues till
Our soul goes to rest.

 The test o’ treating patients...our GOD’S
O’ healing their body, hearts and minds.
This is one exam where we are permitted no failure
No incompetence
No second chance
placing us on the same pedestal as GOD'S…..
but unlike GOD we are permitted no mistakes.

And so said my tiny heart ,
this is what these exams are for…
To get u ready for the real test ahead.
And then I remembered….
a beautiful line I had once read…

“ The most sacred thing I do is care “
And remembering this , my heart rejoiced.

“The most sacred thing I do is care “
The ultimate truth,
The solemn oath,
the true joy... of a doctor’s life.
But this is what,
We sometimes fail to understand,
The colleges sometimes fail to preach
That studies sometimes fail to teach
That we knowingly at times forget

“The most sacred thing I do is care”
this is what our GOD’S (patients) fail to understand….
That yes we are doctors
That yes we have the greatest duty….
The greatest responsibility
That yes, this was our choice.
But we are human beings too….
All we want is that u understand us too
Like u want us to understand u..

This is what.... is a doctor’s life.
An oath we cannot break…..
A touch to try and end thy suffering
A touch to decrease thy pain
A touch to heal..
A duty to care…
                          It is our strength….
                          It is our joy….
                          It is our ultimate desire…
                          It is our supreme prayer….
                                         Our duty to care,
                                          Our duty to care.

PS-…..ward leavings are test that we have to give at the end o’ every clinical posting in the wards.
….and we have semester exams every two months or so…
and at the end o’ each year we have final university exams …which are called a profs.
Also I read….” The most sacred thing I do is care”on the profile of one o’ my friend & in a medical text book, which I can't recall at the moment….and it just came into my mind while thinking that morning.