Spring Blossom

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
~ Rakh Waldo Emerson

Ek khaali pannaa...

Bas ek paani kee aawaaz laplapaati hain
Ki ghaat chhod ke maanjhi tamaam jaa bhee chuke...

I saw the movie Raincoat (starring Ajay Devgan and Aishwarya Rai) today. Heart wrenching.. No.. Maybe heart wrenching is not the right word.. I do not know what the right word is.. I just know that I felt empty after watching the movie.. Yeah- now I have the right word.. I felt a void in me. I felt numb and listless.

I had felt a similar feeling after I had watched Black. That was one inspiring movie- and yet there was something dark about it. Dark enough to bring many of my caged feelings to the foreground. And today Raincoat did something similar- but in an opposite way. Raincoat took away all my emotions and left my empty. As if a busy street suddenly went completely deserted...

Mathura nagarpati kaahe tum gokul jaaon..

Evanescence

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
- Kahlil Gibran (The Prophet)

The horizon is not bound by the wind. It never was. It never will be.

What's in a name...

OK- so this blog made people ask me two things:

First- why did I name it that.
Second- why I did not start of with a customary beginning note which would then automatically have an answer to the first question! Hmm- very neat...

I believe the answers deserve a posting- so here you go everyone- your reasons for my unconventional beginning and the supposedly out-of-place name for the blog.

I have been writing diaries since I was in class ninth- it has had all my thoughts and feelings and opinions about anything and everything. Lately I have been very busy and haven't got lot of time to put things down in writing- something which I want to go back to actually. But till then- I thought- why not go back to blogging... And the idea appealed and here I am writing the same ol' diary all over again. So it was never really a new beginning for me- it was just a continuation of what I have been doing for a long time. What's different is that here I have people people writing and sending comments instead of giving them to me in person. Well- that's fair enough considering I have a larger audience now. So I did not feel like this was a beginning at all or that it warranted the need for an introductory post.

Now for the flowery part. Every morning I get up and walk into my balcony- I find these petite, pretty violet flowers scattered all over the floor- they fall from the tree branch hanging above every time there is a slight breeze. (At times like these- I want to write in Hindi you know- I could've expressed the feeling in this sentence so much better in Hindi!! Anyways- back to the point..) And no matter with whatever problems I have slept at night- I wake up to this beautiful sight in the morning and it makes me smile without fail. The little things in life are precious- remember :)

Using Shakespear's literary gem the billionth time, continued from the title-

"... That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet."