Contemplate...

"The tragedy is that there are many walking encyclopedias who are living failures"

This phrase appears in the book 'You Can Win ' by Shiv Khera. Do you agree ? Do you think formal education plays no role in success? Is it only about attitude and experience?Or is it that institutions fail to build character and inculcate the right attitude?

Give this a thought....

When a rose can smile, even with thorns constantly pricking her tenderness,

Why can’t you??

When Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge), herself, is chilling out with her veena,

Why are you breaking your head mugging those incomprehensible equations and unintelligible concepts!!

Water, Air and Fire II

Here is the next one...Air...the space between heaven and earth...which gave birth to spirit.

AIR

Like the occasional gust of air that brushes against your tender cheeks,
With your eyes shut, as you let your soul get pampered to its peak;
She walks along leaving you mesmerized by her grace and lore,
The bracing breeze or her fleeting look, you are left longing for more.

As the zephyr quivers both the green and ripe leaves, impartially,
She makes a million hearts flutter as she paces past elegantly;
On a typical day, when you least expect something extraordinary,
When the sun shines bright and everything looks merry;
The breeze changes its direction and blows right through your terrace,
She enters your life and you wonder why God is so generous!

Like the breathe enters the flute pores to create melodic symphony,
She pervades your soul to transform your aura in to a mellow harmony;
Just when you get addicted to their enjoyable presence and vitalizing touch,
The tender breeze takes the form of devastating cyclone, wrecking thy life,
No rhyme or reason, she walks away breaking the bond of man and wife;
And you are left wondering why the hell then the breeze blew your way,
Merely to make you realize that, with woman and wind around,
Unpredictability is not far away!

Water, Air and Fire I

The three mothers of Universe – Water, Air and Fire, considered as the origin of the entire cosmos strikingly resembles woman’s persona. I have attempted to compare their traits one by one. This post is dedicated to water, the creator of Earth.

WATER

Just like the little rivulet, flows down the hillock, bubbling gaily,
The cherubic little girl in her surpasses the impeding pebbles, effortlessly,
As this coy brook shapes into a waterfall, with the sole aim to advance,
The woman in her rises up to face the circumstances that resists her stance,
Triumphing over the trials, as this torrent transforms into a gigantic ocean,
Powerful yet modest, boundless yet in limits, mighty yet full of compassion,
The mother in her assumes such astonishing contrasts with ardent passion.

Life begins in womb as the fluid shields the fetus, blood induces the spirit,
And milk nurtures the baby, all forms of water, revitalizing the teeny bit,
The perfectionist in her creates the flawless combination of beauty and brain,

And she delivers her elite creation, beating the limits of unbearable strain,
The graceful curves, the soulful serenity or the refreshing vivacity,
It’s a delight to admire their traits and get mesmerized in their beauty.

I wonder what God had in his mind, when he created woman,
Strikingly analogous to the aqueous spirit!