How is there any possibility of brotherhood if there is religion? How can there be any possibility of brotherhood if there are nations. That is why you have migrated. You have been misled to think that being there is your destiny. You have been taught to live for your children. And how can there be equality when you have been taught to be ambitious? Ambition means that you have to be higher than the other, that you have to succeed. We forget our real aim of coming in this world, we forget Him who has sent us in this world, giving us the human incarnation. No matter what you do in this world, how much wealth, name and fame you have, someday you have to leave as you came...... empty handed. The only way to break these chains is to understand the meaning of your being here. Unless you wish to choose your own poison.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Born Free, Living in Chains
How is there any possibility of brotherhood if there is religion? How can there be any possibility of brotherhood if there are nations. That is why you have migrated. You have been misled to think that being there is your destiny. You have been taught to live for your children. And how can there be equality when you have been taught to be ambitious? Ambition means that you have to be higher than the other, that you have to succeed. We forget our real aim of coming in this world, we forget Him who has sent us in this world, giving us the human incarnation. No matter what you do in this world, how much wealth, name and fame you have, someday you have to leave as you came...... empty handed. The only way to break these chains is to understand the meaning of your being here. Unless you wish to choose your own poison.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
A Bagful of Dreams
Autumn of 2009. My work in Dubai had come to an end. It’s been long since I met my first love. Why not change course and get back to her – Painting, Photography & Music have been passion. Before I turned home I bought a DJ system. Customs would not let me through with all the stuff, so I kept a few items for my son to get along. My paintings would be a reflection of my innermost feelings and dreams. Manifestations of the encounters in my journey called life.
Thanks to my desire for this impossibly exorbitant piece of arm candy has once again been stoked. Oh when will the 7D be mine? I figured this will always be a bag for me in the truest literal sense, as in can see but not own. Well Santa if you happen to be granting the wishes of good folks who celebrate Christmas this year then maybe you’ll consider my little request.
'A Bagful of Dreams’ is my story, the story of a migrant as he packs his bags late in life and leaves for foreign shores and now that his sons have settled, heads home to start living again. I respect the element of risk embedded in this journey, as taking on the risk in setting free my soul is far worth anything else!
'A Bagful of Dreams’ is my story, the story of a migrant as he packs his bags late in life and leaves for foreign shores and now that his sons have settled, heads home to start living again. I respect the element of risk embedded in this journey, as taking on the risk in setting free my soul is far worth anything else!
Hello everyone! I don’t plan to bore you with my philosophy. But, Let me begin with a quote I read somewhere:
“Dreams are like stars...you may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny.”
For me personally, this one line is the truth of life, because I firmly believe, only if you dream, can you turn them into reality. So welcome to my bag full of dreams. Meanwhile I am still waiting to get started, waiting for my santa to get me the rest. May my dreams come true, and may I live a truly free man!
“Dreams are like stars...you may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny.”
For me personally, this one line is the truth of life, because I firmly believe, only if you dream, can you turn them into reality. So welcome to my bag full of dreams. Meanwhile I am still waiting to get started, waiting for my santa to get me the rest. May my dreams come true, and may I live a truly free man!
Sunday, February 6, 2011
An Audience of One
For anyone still reading I am not only alive, but doing well!
I am in the final lap of my run down hill. While I have been a prolific writer I have been blogging only the past few months. What a ride this has been! I meet friends and relatives who claim to have read what I have written. But I have just one follower.
I am not sure what happens to a follower. How he became one, and why the others did not. I may be philosophical, but I am also human. I love what I do, and would like others to love it too.
When I'm not writing, I'm thinking! The horizon is almost in view. It has been a long haul and I still have some distance to go! I have learned to adapt and live with the discomforts of an advancing age and hope it eases in the coming year.
To describe my corner of the world as chilly these days almost isn't fair to winter. Maybe climatic changes are happening without our reckoning. Christmas has just gone by. I know that I truly love Christmas. I enjoy the spirit of giving and the hope the season brings.
My two wonderful kids are now men, 27 and 24, with all the joy and challenges their age brings. I adore both of them and will continue to hope for the unique potential each of them has.
I am in the final lap of my run down hill. While I have been a prolific writer I have been blogging only the past few months. What a ride this has been! I meet friends and relatives who claim to have read what I have written. But I have just one follower.
I am not sure what happens to a follower. How he became one, and why the others did not. I may be philosophical, but I am also human. I love what I do, and would like others to love it too.
When I'm not writing, I'm thinking! The horizon is almost in view. It has been a long haul and I still have some distance to go! I have learned to adapt and live with the discomforts of an advancing age and hope it eases in the coming year.
To describe my corner of the world as chilly these days almost isn't fair to winter. Maybe climatic changes are happening without our reckoning. Christmas has just gone by. I know that I truly love Christmas. I enjoy the spirit of giving and the hope the season brings.
My two wonderful kids are now men, 27 and 24, with all the joy and challenges their age brings. I adore both of them and will continue to hope for the unique potential each of them has.
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