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Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The mother arrives




This is again that time of the year when a look at the sky elicits in us a kind of pleasant feeling. The white clouds in the blue sky resemble small pieces of cotton. The paddy fields are completely filled with "Kashful". It's so refreshing. The mother is coming after one year with her children!

"Ja devi sarva bhuteshu shakti rupena sanhsthita
Namastasyai namastasyai namastasyai namo namaha"

Durga Puja is a great festival among the Bengalees. It has a kind of emotional attachment with us, an attachment which started at the time of our birth and will end only at that opportune moment when we have the pleasure to leave this world of material desires. It all starts with the Mahalaya, when we give 'pitri-tarpan' on the holy banks of the Ganges, we offer our heartfelt prayers to our ancestors. The day also marks the remarkable presentation by Sri Birendrakrishna Bhadra which consists of slokas from Sri Chondi and devotional songs by artists of calibre.

This sets the tone for the Pujas. No less remarkable is the fact that this particular radio programme was started in the 1940s. It was an instant hit then and even today, we listen to it with the same sort of interest and devotion as our earlier generations used to do. The content has been same and even most of the song sequences (with a very few minor modifications here and there).

Anyways, I was thinking about what to ask from The Mother this time around. Well, I would ask for peace, love, brotherhood and happiness.

"Mother, will you be kind enough to grant all of these, please!"

Photo reference: http://www.indian-cooking.info/Festivals/DurgaPuja/

Friday, September 5, 2008

Late night introspection




Hey friends, do not read this posting. You would get damn bored - frank disclosure from my end. Still if you wanna go ahead, come with me to the dungeons of darkness. Let me tell you, I am very frustrated. Hey, wait wait ! Don't raise your eyebrows ! Nobody is happy here ! And don't think even I am...
Reasons are best left in closets.
Now, why did I start this post? See, what I feel, each and every individual is sent by almighty to carry out specific tasks. Some are there for doing research stuffs and works and they are remembered forever. There are others who get on with their mundane life and one day they find their top floor is painted grey by nature. (I believe I am one of them). There are others who believe dharnas and strikes would see them in heaven. Still there are hundreds of thousands of varieties, who do something or the other, and if you follow closely you will find there is a specific pattern in which each and every individual can be grouped into.
So, my question is: Why was I sent here? I thought a lot and found out, apart from supporting my ailing parents and working hard to keep my kitchen burners on, I am not doing much ! Each morning I follow a schedule and it leaves me drained at the end of the day. At times, I feel so bad but there's no escape from this routine. I am trapped in a worldly web. And apart from this, nowadays I enjoy teaching people good amount of lessons, as if that is what I have been sent for. But why should I? I am not perfect. In fact, nobody is ! But still, being a libran I always tend to field for impartiality, for justice. And believe me, there are very few people who like me nowadays. I had read somewhere, "Criticising never helps". Very true. But how do I resist the urge? Fire extinguishers are only used when your back catches fire and even then, if you don't use it, then you are in for trouble. :)
Then again, love eludes me. Time and time again, I fall for a wrong person. Hey, don't think I am a casanova. Because of my gestures, many people have started having that notion. But thats utterly bogus. Rather I am very introvert. People know me through ages, but if you ask any of them about who is my latest crush, they have no clue ! Thats very very private ! But of late I have started feeling that love doesn't exist. Everything is so material, so superficial. Its all about adjustment.
Of late I tend to notice young lovers on the streets and have found quite a few varieties, about which I am currently carrying out a research [:P] and would publish my work in this blog only.

I would stop here... I have written a lot...

Wait... I hear something... It has started to drizzle outside... the sweet serenade of water droplets pouring, so soothing for the soul. I see the clock. Its 3 AM sharp. I need to get on with the morning chores again tomorrow.

But believe me, all this crap helped me a lot. I was very frustrated today and this just provided a vent to free my thoughts, which may be meaningless, but may be not !

cya.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Graphology - an introduction

Hi friends,

As promised, I start off with Graphology. Let me tell you, I came across this fascinating science first while reading a story where the protagonist was a graphologist.
Now, what is graphology? As far as I understand, it is the science of inferring human behaviour, psyche and attitude by analysing handwriting !
And it is very interesting. Once I heard about a guy who used to imitate the handwriting of famous people, be it Abraham Lincoin, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi and many more. And, you won't believe, there came a time, when he actually started suffering from identity crisis ! That was because each of these great people had a different persona and whenever he used to imitate one's handwriting, his/her's signature traits used to appear in his behavior/psyche. I am not sure, whether he could be cured, but the point of raising this was to highlight the importance of handwriting for every individual.
And one very important thing, in India, we tend to give much importance to the look and feel of handwriting without knowing any of the traits. It is presumed that if the handwriting is clear, alphabets crispy, all letters of the same size and shape, almost like being a printed block, then its great ! Let me tell you, this notion is absolutely rubbish ! Typically, people possessing picture perfect handwriting (as if printed in Arial font) are the most likely to be very average in life ! because, slants, sizes, style, pressure applied while writing all have a subtle role to play in moulding an individuals attitude and psyche. Rather I would say, they are interdependent.

Now, a few basic handwriting traits that tells us about an individual:
Here they go:
1. Slanting towards right:
I have seen many in my life with this trait. Typically, these individuals are more expressive and emotional.
2. Slanting towards left:
There are quite a few with this trait as well. These people are exactly opposite in nature to those above. They are more introvert, less expressive andfar less emotional.
3. Straight up and down:
These people are more rational and logical. They combine the traits of the above two categories of people. These people can stay cool and behave rationally even in tight circumstances. This is possibly the best trait to have as far as slant is concerned.
4. Small size handwriting:
These people have the capability of outstanding focus and concentration. This is typicall referred to as less social handwriting.
5. Large size handwriting:
These are the ones who are more outgoing, much more social. They like more fun at the party !
6. Y-Loops:
The Y-loops can tell a lot. Take a look below:



So, its time you start checking your handwriting. It can reveal a lot ! Lot more coming up in my next posting. Until then, chao !