Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Thank you for smiling...




Today, give a stranger one of your smiles.  It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. 
~Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

You have no idea what a smile can do. A colleague of mine came up to me today and said quite simply 'Thank you'. I didnt recall doing anything to warrant a 'thanks' so smiling I asked her 'why'. She said 'Your smile..thank you for smiling' and continued 'the other day I woke up with a headache and a heavy heart thanks to the fight I had with someone dear, I felt as though I were the biggest loser in this world. Suddenly life looked meaningless. I dragged myself to work and there you were at the pantry sipping tea. You looked up and gave me the kindest smile ever and enquired if I had breakfast. That was it. I just wanted a smile and u smiled, it made all the difference. You saved my day. So...thank you!' 

To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement...No one had said that to me. My mom in fact finds it weird I smile a lot, she thinks Im a loony bin :) so do many of em pals out there. 'What is so funny?' 'What are you smiling for?' 'Something wrong with me..why are u smiling?' are some of the comments I get and I think to myself 'If u dont understand my smile, u probably will never understand me, the words I say, the things I do' 

I smile because I love smiling and the credit for this goes to my late pal Beena who told me 'Smile even when your heart is breaking, your strength might help another who may not be as strong as you.' 

On my part, I've seen people smile in the worst of situations. There was this person, a family acquaintance who had five kids, he wasnt 'well-off' ... he could hardly afford to feed his family, a meal a day for the entire lot spelt 'luxury' ...I hear the kids used to sip on black tea every day to quell hunger pangs. Through all this, the guy never forgot to smile.  He had a smile for everyone, his kids followed suit, they were the most pleasantest bunch ever ... Their smiles came from within, genuine and kind. Most of us around them had a relatively better life but we seldom smiled. Oh how poor we were! 

Their smiles made us feel good, that was their wealth they were sharing with us...us miserable twits who ate to our belly's content 4 times a day, who argued and bickered over trivial stuff, who threw tantrums 'Christina's parents got her a cycle. I want one too.. Now!!' Oh how poor we all were!! 

While we went to sleep plotting and planning how to get our way with family and friends, there was this family who slept on 'near empty' stomachs, with a prayer in their heart and a smile on their lips. Oh how poor we were!! I remember how nice I used to feel when someone smiled at me, genuine smiles that spoke of no malice, envy or hatred. I realised that if I did the same, someone else would feel the way I did and that is the reason I smile ..a lot these days..for no apparent reason. They may call me weird, but that is fine by me...The ratio of 'weird' to 'thank you for smiling' may be 1000:1, but for me its that 1 that matters.  Its that 1 that makes me feel I am of some use to people around. 

A friendly look, a kindly smile, one good act, and life's worthwhile. (quote)

So ..Smile!! You never know, your smile may make the difference in someone's life today...

A smile costs nothing but gives much.  It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give.  It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever.  None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it.  Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away.  Some people are too tired to give you a smile.  Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. 
~Author Unknown

Monday, October 6, 2008

Tired.....so very tired!!















And if tonight my soul may find her peace
in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,
and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower
then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.

~D.H. Lawrence

Sunday, October 5, 2008

~ My strength is made perfect in weakness ~


"Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go" 

I dunno who said that but I agree with it even when it threatens to constrict my heart. To say there is an 'iota of truth' in it would be an understatement. The fact is that the more you tend to hold on to someone or something that just isnt yours, you are setting yourself up for a massive disappointment. You may think that surrender is weakness...but sometimes surrendering to the inevitable takes a lotta courage

Letting go of something or someone requires strength, it aint that easy cus U know that by doing so U are going to pieces. U will require to draw upon every ounce of strength that's within u to combat that feeling of despair that threatens to mercilessly rip you to shreds. And that's where you win...that's where u proudly say 'it hurts BUT I'm letting u go...' If I hold on to u a min longer it would mean I dont consider myself strong enough to go on without u. I've tried...God knows I've tried but now I know its time to 'let go' 

A part of loving means learning to let go... making way for something better to enter our lives. 

So here's to the 'strong', the 'brave' ...the 'survivor'..here's to us! 

May we live with passion, love with intensity and let go (when its needed) with dignity! 


Another Day...Another Road





Yes, I will go.  I would rather grieve over your absence than over you. 
 ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943


Faces...Faces...





A pal of mine once asked me to describe her in a  few words... which I did :P 


A lil girl walks among the ruins abandoned by others
... a place not worth visiting
Smiling she takes in the scene
Decides it aint bad as it looks
Takes a shell and scrapes away the moss
..Finds marble beneath
A triumphant 'I told u so' look flits across her face...
(fades)

Butterflies everywhere
Pretty colors in a sea of daffodils
Lil girl chases them
Fails to catch any
Stands still, disappointed...
A few butterflies perch on her shoulder
They love her pretty dress and the pollen grains stuck to it
she looks at them, drinking in their beauty
Convinced they love her, she reaches out for them In a trice they fly away...
A perplexed look flits across her face
(fades)

Lil girl stands at the mouth of a dark pit
she peers into it transfixed the pit stares back at her
she lifts one foot planning to jump into the darkness
pulls back just in time as the pit tries to close in on her
A look of indecisiveness on her face
(fades)

Lil girl sees a brown bird outside her window
she has never seen it before
the bird is perched on a tree far away
from where she sits, the bird looks exotic
lil girl is fascinated,she watches the bird for hours, then days
The bird watching her as well, each fascinated by the other
One day she decides to get closer to the bird
she walks to the tree and sees it close for the very first time
Surprise! Its the most ugliest bird she has ever seen
Distance lends enchantment to the view, she decides
lil girl has dreams
The bird wont fit into her scheme of things
so she has her window barred shut
The bird realises its work is done
It gave cheer for a few days, flies away
(fades)

The sun burns brightly..a fiery red
lil girl watches the sun fascinated
she watches as the sun dances on the horizon
wondering will she be able to match it step for step
A group of fireflies dance in tandem with the sun
lil girl is awash with sadness
she will never be able to do the same or so she thinks
she walks away shoulders drooping
The sun and the fireflies follow her trying to match her step for step...
(fades)

lil girl stands at the top of the world
surveying the beauty around her
Its hers for the taking
But her eyes speak of something else
A restlessness, a hunger
for something so precious, yet so trivial
she spies a beautiful flower, pristine,wild and free
she runs towards it
A hand plucks it before she gets to it
All her world for tat lil flower...
(fades)

 ....................

needless to say...she never asked me for anything again ...hehe! :D

Friday, October 3, 2008

In Memoriam...


I was going through a mail account of mine that was created specifically for this person I was e-dating at one point of time. This person was someone who walked in to my life, when I was just getting over a heartbreak..I told myself Im not going to love again...I wont be taken in by words, useless, empty words...but persistence has always been the key to breaking through my defenses...and so it did..yet again!  I took my time but the sincerity, the love, the attention was hard to ignore and I did the unthinkable again...I fell in love! Needless to say...it didnt last and this time it hit me real hard cus I dont think anyone was so sincere as that person had been to me.  anyways ...this post is supposed to be the successor to the prev where I talked abt finding my 'patch of blue' ... the 'corpses' I talked about are many...this relationship being one of em, one that I need to lay to rest.  

Adios! 

I will hold 'u' in my heart as a fond memory but not as a memory I'd love to visit every now and then. I'll come to 'u' only when I need to take some positives outta 'u' else U will remain forever veiled in some deep, dark corner of my heart...

And someday you will remember how I smiled and said 'Words....they dont mean a thing.' 

I hope ..fervently hope ..U have found your 'patch of blue'

Patch of Blue...





Clicked this one while on a walk (aunt's place) ...Something about a lone tree buffeted by the winds, against the darkening sky caught my attention and now as I step back to admire it, I find myself identifying with it. 

The pink part of the sky represents my past, a past replete with hasty decisions, betrayals, failed relationships...the pink part gradually merges with my present that looks bleak as the black clouds suggest ..oh, but wait..wats that blue strip of sky doing...ah tats the future, bright if I want it to be ..that is! 

The black clouds threaten to take over that lil patch of blue and they will if I persist in carrying that sack of corpses with me. The wind, ah the wind...will always be there but I will have to remain steadfast, strong...then nothing can go wrong. 

But for now:

I WANT THAT BLUE...THAT BLUE PATCH OF SKY...FOREVER !!