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Saturday, March 31, 2012

All I need to do is, "Thank you God"

I get upset when my 8 year old son,
refuses to get me the oven from storage,
so that I can warm up yesterday's leftovers,
of the vegan pizza to create space in the fridge.

Something tells me, I need to stop,
for it may not be the best thing to eat,
as the first thing in the morning till lunch,
then, I relax on sensing that its my God's signal.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

On March 4th, 2012, I saw, what I can only see in India (poem)

I was in Delhi and after a refreshing nap,
I got up, made prashad, Gurudware-wala-halwa.

I had invited all the helpers (with families),
to a local sweet-snack shop in the neigborhood.

I reached the Aggarwaal's shop with that halwa,
along with my nephew(13) & son(9) of our press-wali.

The youngest one, explored the shop thoroughly,
and then stated "chuski with blue, green, yellow & red".

There was a joy in his eyes, as he saw those colors,
pouring onto the ice ball; he licked it, watched it, licked..

Once he was done, he saw my nephew eating Lays chips,
when asked, if he wanted that, he said, "...but I had 1 thing."

On hearing, that he could eat more than 1 thing today,
he simply followed my nephew in eating, Maaza, rasmalai, golgappa...

The young cooking lady showed up, dressed up with makeup,
and relished 4 rasmalais, maaza, golgappas and held onto 1 Maaza togo.

The cleaning lady came in, and was lost in deciding the order,
for she had no idea what tasted what, & the cooking lady guided her through.

Then, arrived, driver with his newly married dressed-up bride,
he was in his party clothes with a lot of pride and she shy, in her saree & jewels.

Both of them ate very modestly with the wife letting husband decide,
but, it was joyful for me to serve, the people who had served me & are serving my family.

Once they left, I stayed in the market with my nephew to buy Holi colors,
and when I shared the prashad with the shopkeeper, some strangers stepped forward to ask for it.

Now, thats something possible only in India, where people trust stranger's prashad,
ask for it with complete faith and eat it after touching it onto their forehead, saying their God's name.

Who says my India is no longer the land of spirituality?

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Saturday, March 24, 2012

We are in this body for a reason...(poem)

to express love with touch,
towards ourselves and others.

to manifest how interactions,
impact hearts, minds and souls.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

With God...(poem)

each desire transmutes into Creativity,
every fear leads towards Empowerment,

all judgements purify into Compassion,
entire separation dissolves within Oneness.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Friday, March 23, 2012

My friends say, I am glowing whenever...(poem)

I have accepted my "wrong desires",

I have walked through my "biggest fears",

I have said a prayer replacing my "judgement",

holding tight onto or just thanking my dear God.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Distinguishing matters (poem)

Listen to the commitment,
and not the noise.

Think from compassion,
and not from desire.

Act in Light,
and not in darkness.

Speak with faith,
and not with fears.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Sooner or later...(poem)

Love,
always wins.

Commitment,
always manifests.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

To love or not to love? (poem)

There may be a million justified reasons,
not to love a specific person.

But, there is only one simple reason to love,
that is, we are here to love.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Monday, March 19, 2012

I felt like Hindu-College-Gunjan at 10 pm (poem)

This Sunday on a very cold-rainy day,
I was out first for 7:30 am meditation,
then, I left out at 10:30 am for a ceremony,
once again out at 4 pm for the week's grocery.

At 8:30 pm, I was done with cooking/eating dinner,
I was dead tired, called up my neighbor on seeing her call,
only to find out, she had been running bad cold since wednesday,
"What about food?", she said, "I bought Dal & Roti from store."

At 9 pm, my world peace prayer time, I was thinking,
she has a bad cold, she needs to sip on fluids, hot fluids,
she needs home cooked food, some vegetable stew & ginger water,
I called her up to stay up for another 10 minutes, "Don't sleep, ok".

I went into the kitchen, freshly seasoned the stew in refrigerator,
squeezed out fresh lemon juice on top, boiled grated ginger in water,
warmed up some rice in a bowl, a little halwa and dropped it off to her,
at 10, I was cleaning kitchen feeling light, joyous, like a worry-free teenager.

***

Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Mane Chakar Rakho ji... (poem)

God, be my last thought, when I sleep.

God, be my first thought, when I wake up.

God, be my subconscious thought, while I sleep.

God, be my background thought, while I am awake.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

In Light, I can see... (poem)

Discrimination is discrimination,
even if,
it is experienced,
through father.

Helplessness is helplessness,
even if,
it is experienced,
through mother.

Molestation is molestation,
even if,
it is experienced,
through husband.

Judgement is judgement,
even if,
it is experienced,
through friends.

Fear is fear,
even if,
it is experienced,
through family.

May God bless,
all beings,
with Compassion,
Courage & Wisdom.

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Are we using 5 senses for our pleasure? (poem)

I went to meet a friends father after 16 years,
for he had always been very dear to me.

I was asking him questions and he was replying,
from whatever he understood I had asked.

Then, he said his hearing aid's battery is low,
but did not allow me to get it changed.

I realized, its no point trying to communicate,
so we sat in silence for few minutes.

In silence, I could hear his screaming loneliness,
and in his smile, "I am OK", pretense.

I immediately got up to walk away in helplessness,
for it was too heavy to see him in pain.

This morning, in meditation the heaviness resurfaced,
and along with it surfaced my own stuff.

He was not able to communicate for he could not hear,
but what pained me was my own frustration.

When dear people in my life with perfect five senses,
couldn't understand my words, "I NEED YOU".

Why can't someone with sight, see the impact of rebuke,
on the shutting down in people's bodies?

Why can't someone with hands, feel the impact of a slap,
the fear it has sown in their child's life?

God, has blessed us with 5 senses for a bigger purpose.
Are we using them for pleasure or kindness?

***
Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)