LIFE IS FULL OF SURPRISES...
you get surprised, if you encounter something that YOU DO NOT EXPECT...
you pay attention only to build tension.....within yourself...
you walk on the path of your mind without any peeping thought of expectation...
YOUR MOVEMENT IS LIKE A GLIDER IN THE SKIES..UNINTERRUPTED...
ఆశకు తావు ఇవ్వకు ..నిరాస మొలకేత్తదు..
ముళ్ళు లేని నీ కాలిబాట ...ఎడారి కాదు...
సుల్లులేని నదీ ప్రవాహ పూలదారి...
ఆర్జవం..అలవరచుకో...అన్నీ ఆనందములే...
ఆర్జవ ము...అంటే... సమచిత్తం...
IN SANAKRIT AAARJAVAM meanas to be reactionless, but not reasonless...
no pain no pleasure, no expectation or no surprise or no frustation...
HOW BEAUTIFUL WOULD BE THAT STATE OF MIND..IF ATTAINED...
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
TIME IS A TIDE...THAT AWAITS NONE....
DAY OR..NIGHT...
WE TRY TO MEASURE the immeasurable in our terms of convienence...
BUT IN REALITY THE TIME KEEPS MOVING LIKE A PEBBLE OF MERICURY
ON GLASS PANE, UNDISTURBED...
kaalam thoyadhi...aagadu, veravadu..nilavadu..
pravaahamai kadulutune kadilistunidi sada...
కాలం తోయది, ..ఆగదు, వేరవదు, నిలవదు...
ప్రవాహమై, కదులుతుంది.... కదిలిస్తుంది....సదా...
తీరంమీది రాతలని.. అలలు చేరిపినట్టు..
కాలం.. జీవితం లోకి వచ్చిన అన్ని అనుభూతులిని.. మాయం చేస్తుంది...
పలకమీది అక్షరాలూ చేరిపినట్టుగా...
tTIME will wipe out all memories in life ..
like tide or waves cleans the shore ..
like a duster wipes out all writings on slate...
WE TRY TO MEASURE the immeasurable in our terms of convienence...
BUT IN REALITY THE TIME KEEPS MOVING LIKE A PEBBLE OF MERICURY
ON GLASS PANE, UNDISTURBED...
kaalam thoyadhi...aagadu, veravadu..nilavadu..
pravaahamai kadulutune kadilistunidi sada...
కాలం తోయది, ..ఆగదు, వేరవదు, నిలవదు...
ప్రవాహమై, కదులుతుంది.... కదిలిస్తుంది....సదా...
తీరంమీది రాతలని.. అలలు చేరిపినట్టు..
కాలం.. జీవితం లోకి వచ్చిన అన్ని అనుభూతులిని.. మాయం చేస్తుంది...
పలకమీది అక్షరాలూ చేరిపినట్టుగా...
tTIME will wipe out all memories in life ..
like tide or waves cleans the shore ..
like a duster wipes out all writings on slate...
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
2010...20..10..2010 numericals... dolls in the skies...
20..10..2010...
THIS IS THE DATE (IN TERMS OF ( ROMANCALENDER)
appears to be interesting, alluring and enchanting....
but in real terms these NUMERICALS are like different forms of DOLLS that appear in the CLOUDS
OF THE SKIES..
CAMELS, ELEPHANTS, HORSES, CASTLES, ARMIES AND GIRLS IN THE ARMS OF LOVED
and so many formations...
BUT BASICALLY THEY ARE NOTHING BUT ASSEMBLIES OF DRY WATERLESS CLOUDS, behind which lies our involved IMAGINATION.....
these dates drop like dry DATES in the distant dune filled desserts full of hot sand, waterless paths that are
similar to our daily lives( without any major event)..
THIS DATE ALSO JOINS THE HISTORY LIKE A DROPLET FALLING INTO SEA FROM
THE CHANNEL MOUTH OF A RIVER MERGING INTO SEA, with out any significance....
but WE MAKE THIS DATE MEMORABLE ...LIKE AN ELEPHANT BEING RIDE OVER BY
US WITH ALL DIAMOIND STUDED GOLD ORNAMENTS.. WITH BLOWING TRUMPETS..
in the skies...with clouds.....
IT IS SAID IN MODERN POETRY....
ప్రేమ వలన ప్రకృతి , నిలుస్తుంది....
పరమ వలన సంస్కృతి తెలుస్తుంది...
PREMA means LOVE AND LOVES MAKES THE NATURE TO EXISTS..
PRAMA means KNOWLEDGE OF FACTS, WHICH MAKES US TO KNOW THE CULTURE..
we would like to meaasure not the fact but engulf the pleasure of LOVE FOREVER...
THIS IS THE DATE (IN TERMS OF ( ROMANCALENDER)
appears to be interesting, alluring and enchanting....
but in real terms these NUMERICALS are like different forms of DOLLS that appear in the CLOUDS
OF THE SKIES..
CAMELS, ELEPHANTS, HORSES, CASTLES, ARMIES AND GIRLS IN THE ARMS OF LOVED
and so many formations...
BUT BASICALLY THEY ARE NOTHING BUT ASSEMBLIES OF DRY WATERLESS CLOUDS, behind which lies our involved IMAGINATION.....
these dates drop like dry DATES in the distant dune filled desserts full of hot sand, waterless paths that are
similar to our daily lives( without any major event)..
THIS DATE ALSO JOINS THE HISTORY LIKE A DROPLET FALLING INTO SEA FROM
THE CHANNEL MOUTH OF A RIVER MERGING INTO SEA, with out any significance....
but WE MAKE THIS DATE MEMORABLE ...LIKE AN ELEPHANT BEING RIDE OVER BY
US WITH ALL DIAMOIND STUDED GOLD ORNAMENTS.. WITH BLOWING TRUMPETS..
in the skies...with clouds.....
IT IS SAID IN MODERN POETRY....
ప్రేమ వలన ప్రకృతి , నిలుస్తుంది....
పరమ వలన సంస్కృతి తెలుస్తుంది...
PREMA means LOVE AND LOVES MAKES THE NATURE TO EXISTS..
PRAMA means KNOWLEDGE OF FACTS, WHICH MAKES US TO KNOW THE CULTURE..
we would like to meaasure not the fact but engulf the pleasure of LOVE FOREVER...
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
NEW HORIZANS... LATEST ENGRAVINGS...
EACH MORTAL LIFE HAS TWO DEFINITE...BELONGINGS OF ITS OWN..........
ONE: its purpose for its existence
TWO: its logical reason for extinct....
మనిషి బ్రతకడానికి ఒక భ్రమ...
మరణానికి ఒక కారణం...
these line mean that every being lives in an hallow hallucination, in order to seek a meaning or road map for
its birth, living and existence...
and similarly without his or her agreement or acceptance there we find a logical reason (superficially)
for his or her END or beginning of EXTINCTION.....
one may think that the world in which he lives may not survive without him.. but nay... it goes on and on and on....
one would definitely find a REASON that he or she has to accept for its end...after which also this WORLD GOES ON..
THESE HORIZONS WILL NOT FADE OR WHITHER AND THESE ENGRAVINGS ARE PERMEANENT...
ONE: its purpose for its existence
TWO: its logical reason for extinct....
మనిషి బ్రతకడానికి ఒక భ్రమ...
మరణానికి ఒక కారణం...
these line mean that every being lives in an hallow hallucination, in order to seek a meaning or road map for
its birth, living and existence...
and similarly without his or her agreement or acceptance there we find a logical reason (superficially)
for his or her END or beginning of EXTINCTION.....
one may think that the world in which he lives may not survive without him.. but nay... it goes on and on and on....
one would definitely find a REASON that he or she has to accept for its end...after which also this WORLD GOES ON..
THESE HORIZONS WILL NOT FADE OR WHITHER AND THESE ENGRAVINGS ARE PERMEANENT...
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