Showing posts with label Life cycle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life cycle. Show all posts

Tuesday, 31 March 2020

Peaceful and Content

I wrote this based on my observation of close bonds being diluted due to non communication :
The uneasy silence of unspoken words .
The strain of meeting as if all is well. The restless soul that feels this pain ,
And suffers in helplessness.
Of being so close but, oh ! So distant !
The boundary stretched across ,
Irrevocably perhaps ?
When and how did this happen ?
Only God would know !
As awareness , lost in the darkness of life’s events
Not retrieved , as time knocked out what could have been. ...
Talk to me, for I am no stranger..
Tell me how you feel..
Surprise me with your warmth ..
I know it lurks somewhere within ..
Just break the barrier..
It can’t be so hard !
The other beseeches you
But you keep your ego intact.
Futile ! Think a while !
For cruel is time
And fragile is life.
Atone, amend, salvage the bonds
For, death stands just beyond that door..
And regrets and guilt an inch away from that door.
So, build bridges.
Rebuild the burnt ones
Reconstruct the old, loving patterns.
Let your heart be peaceful and content.
Surekha Kothari

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Sunday, 23 February 2020

Consequences of lifestyles

I know why people are known by the friends they keep. These days, when the influence of families is diluted, the friends constitute the “carefully chosen “family, a family where you can have all the freedom to take a path going straight to hell. (Metaphorically speaking, of course). As it is fashionably stated today, you can’t choose your natural family. You can only tolerate them and sometimes, not even that.
I see many “close” friends meeting many nights a week to celebrate their “friendship” with alcohol, weed, cocaine etc. “Carefully chosen family”, did I say? That’s right. I did say that.
But then, our generation grew up with family being friends, too. This two in one package was unbeatable. Having fun with family was going on picnics with parents, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles , doing train journeys with specially packed Tiffin boxes which was the most exciting meal ever , playing cards during the journey and generally having a whale of a time. Where we felt loved and protected. Where there was zero tolerance for any disrespect, disobedience or rudeness of any kind, and of any “friend” who taught you to stray from family norms into undesirable habits and addictions. Friends were supposed to be those who dragged you away from any dubious people and habits around you , in case you strayed. THAT was true friendship.
Different times, different perspectives! But, the consequences of lifestyles will be seen in similar patterns. That doesn’t change. It is not only what YOU feel but how others see you; too, that brings the consequences. Too much sun will burn your skin. Too much darkness and you won’t be able to bear the sun. Too much freedom and you might wish you had been balanced.
Life has to be lived with love, humility, and yes, sacrifice, too. This is true freedom for the soul because it comes into this world encased in a body. These are essential requirements.
Surekha Kothari

surekhakothari.wordpress.com

Speakingtree Blog: www.speakingtree.in/public/surekhakothari

Thursday, 26 December 2019

Justice


Justice has always intrigued me. In many cases, there are layers and layers of human emotions that compound the process of justice.
At the end of the day, any injustice done to anyone else has to be a mental aberration of some kind or an unmanageable emotion, like anger, jealousy, frustration ....or simply an innocent act gone wrong.
Everything ultimately boils down to the fact that we have little option but to understand the people around us. How they think. What they feel. And why they do what they do. A deed is done and cannot be undone. The justice tag is in the eyes of the beholder, like beauty. Because the wrong, the injustice, is only a perception which need not be perceived as such by the person on whose action the judgment is being made.
This way of thinking is a most liberating one. Unless you see a matter of life and death happening. Justice holds an important place in such eventualities. No question of sitting back and smelling the coffee here because we have a sense of duty and responsibility towards us and society.
Surekha Kothari

surekhakothari.wordpress.com


Sunday, 14 October 2018

Life full of plans


When we are young and life stretches ahead, we are full of plans about how we will lead our lives, plan our careers, marriage, do this do that...
As years go by, things begin to change rapidly. The focus shifts on health and an inner circle of support system. It is strange how many lives we live in one lifetime and how priorities keep changing.
The one thing is never to take life for granted. You never know what is round the corner for you. So, refrain from anything which might harm your health always.
Surekha Kothari

surekhakothari.wordpress.com


Thursday, 4 October 2018

Lesson to learn


When you begin to understand energy and realize that everything is energy, then, practically, it becomes easy to understand where you are unnecessarily "donating" your energy or "depositing" it. There is much difference between the two. I added "unnecessary" to the first one for those who donate for a personal gain, whether it is money or time for emotions. It depletes their energy. If you constantly try and explain to people who you are with the intention that they should change their opinion about you and like you. This is really giving away good energy to one not deserving of it.
Depositing, as I see it is investing energy. It is a positive exchange most of the time. Like, the love of a mother and child. Such deposits increase and multiply.
So, energy cannot be given away indiscriminately, is the lesson I learnt in life. Because the moment you focus your energy on something, it grows. So, make sure where you deposit your energy and what you want to see grow. It is precious.
Surekha Kothari

surekhakothari.wordpress.com