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Monday, September 12, 2011

We may not be able to express our love to each other's liking, but we still care (poem)

I was inviting one of my chinese neighbors for a home cooked vegetarian lunch.

But she refused, saying, "Sorry, but I only like meat flavored food".

Also, she felt bad that she can't share her meat-feast with me.

Soon, we parted away with our regular warm smiling hug.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Just sending out lGod's love....(poem)

To those who can't honor me,
To those who don't support me,
To those who can't understand me,
To those who don't comprehend my path.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Now, "this is going to happen" (poem)

There are two things I am here to do,
to share my love for Physics and to share my love for God.

Now, even though I am with people who don't understand, like or support it,
but, with God's grace, this is going to happen, whether they wish to walk with me in support or not.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Today, I surrender my,...(poem)

anger,
hatred,
seperation &
defensiveness.
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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Sweeter memories (poem)

My husband honored me by marrying me,
after persistently persuading his mother for a year.

He always believed in the sanctity of sex after marriage,
and cleaned up my morning sickness mess(es), without complains.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Same incident, different experiences (poem)

When I needed money for my treatment,
my husband refused it to me as too much,
since then I couldn't trust him with money,
even though I could see it as his fears of money.

When I was uncomfortable with my husband's behavior,
and finally called up cops one night, to warn him about it,
since then, my husband couldn't trust me with our relationship,
even though I had called them out of my own fears of husband's words.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)

Monday, September 5, 2011

What really matters-my bodies looks or its signals? (poem)

All these years,
I was only concerned,
with how pretty my body looked,
wearing so-and-so clothes or bouncy hair.

Now, I am realizing,
that I dishonored the signals,
my body had been giving to me all through,
i.e, its need to have a restful sleep and to be touched with love.
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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)