Monthly Archive for September, 2009

Peace out!

Believed 11 months, 2 weeks ago in Political contemplations. 1 Comment Tags: , , , .

Today (21st September) is the International Day of Peace declared by the United Nations Organisation. It is a day to observe ceasefire, and spread the message of peace throughout the world.

International Day of Peace 2009

It is a pity that we need a day to remember peace.

Whilst celebrations and activities reign throughout schools, colleges, and other institutions and organisations, and while the United Nations meekly puts on a show of ceasefire, people are dying in Darfur, humans are being massacred in Western Sahara, fighting prevails in Iraq and Afghanistan, militants continue to break ceasefire agreements in Kashmir, Congo still bleeds, tens of thousands are still in displacement camps in Sri Lanka, and to say nothing of the countless other violations in Somalia, Pakistan, Burma, Iran, Palestine, Syria, Lebanon, Taiwan, Tibet, Cuba…

Mmmm?

Peace?

Is this day a product of that infallible desire omnipresent in the Western and quasi-Western world to angelic by making ourselves believe that we are doing ‘our bit for the world’?

Why do we have a day to observe peace, when it is supposed to be an inherent quality in the minds, hearts, and souls of every living being on Earth, which is practised through action every second, every moment, every unit of time…

How ironic that even on this specifically allotted day, we find it hard to practise this natively-inherent-evolutionarily-hidden-trait. A simple look at the Google News page shows you the first headline : “US General calls for more troops in Afghanistan”.

Google News - 21/09/2009

So much for peace day.

“It can be as simple as lighting a candle at noon, or just sitting in silent meditation.” says the About page of the Peace Day website. Why? Why should it be so simple? Why should YOU and I feel that we have contributed our bit to world peace if we light a candle at noon? In deed, its a waste of energy! That candle could mean light the night before an exam for a youth in Nepal, leading to an educational degree, employment, and livelihood for a family. What good is lighting a candle at noon? How does it contribute to world peace? Why should you and I get away feeling good and not guilty for the state our world is in today because we lit a candle?

A symbol, you might say? Crap, I reply. Look inside yourself, and you shall find that guilty you lurking behind the cloak of defensiveness.

Let me not come across as a cynic. I’m all for World Peace. But I am opining that this not the way to achieve it. In fact, I would go to the extent of saying that rather than contributing for World Peace, this day might send us a few steps back. Because we might end up feeling goody-goody-neat-shoes after lighting a candle, and not care or do anything more for World Peace for the rest of the year.

If anything, this day should be a day of silent reflection. Of talks, of meditation, of contemplation, of developmental projects, of smiles, of self-realisation, of genuinity, of love, of campaigning for peace – worldwide. Not just in a few schools and colleges. Not a celebration. And definitely not just a meek request for cease-fire by what is supposedly the largest and most powerful organisation in the world, but a powerful, strong, collaborative, multilateral, multicultural promise of peace.

Let us not hide behind the shadow of the candle, smothered in false warmth, putting our belief in the puny flames of the candle. Why do that when we are perfectly capable of becoming a bonfire of change?

We desperately need to go beyond one day. We need to break out of this fad of having a day to celebrate a value and then forgeting all about the cause. We need to say good bye to International Day of Peace, World Aids Day, World Diabetes Day, World Cancer Day, Valentines Day, Fathers Day, Mothers Day…

These need to be embedded in our selves, we need to find our own ways and methods of peace, of love. We need to dwell on them ourselves, and find our own answers, perhaps guided by gurus and the environment around. But our own answers. And make self resolves. And be peaceful.

Peace out*, my friend.

(* Peace out – To experience an altered state of consciousness / May you have peace or be at peace.)

We-Wi-whatever… #lamify

Believed 11 months, 2 weeks ago in Lamify!. 0 Comments

Today I spend some time with a tech-man friend, when in walks a damsel in tech-distress. She had a wireless mouse, the dongle of which does not work when connected directly to the USB port of her laptop. But it works fine when she connects it to a metre-long USB extension cord, which is then connected to the laptop port.

After she left, and mine tech-man translated the issue, “Thats weird!” I commented.

He says, “Yes, very wired in deed…”

uh evangelist? #lamify

Believed 11 months, 2 weeks ago in Lamify!. 1 Comment

And mine compatriots wanted to start a lingerie firm after graduation, christened Velde Bra!

I wonder what they’ll be called… breast evangelists?

I’ve got the power! #lamify

Believed 11 months, 3 weeks ago in Lamify!. 0 Comments

Hello there!

If you know me, you would also know my tendency to crack the lamest of lame jokes. And if a blog is me, what is it without my lameness! So here I start a whole new category, dedicated to lameness!

And here’s the first one!  (remember, these are supposed to be lame – no questions asked, just hit yourself on the head for wasting your time reading this)

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I walk down an empty lonely corridor. Wierdly feeling quite inspired.

Nature calls. I turn into a dark, deserted corridor, with a toilet (toalett).

I open the door, and walk in singing “I’ve got the power!”, gesturing towards the light bulbs. A click, and the lights turn on automatically.

Wow technology.. They’ve installed light bulbs which turn on when you sing “I’ve got the power”…

Mmmmm

Believed 11 months, 3 weeks ago in My Life My Voice and Scandinavian Escapades. 1 Comment

Its amazingly funny how things in you can change, and you never realise it. Its just been three weeks in Norway, and I’ve picked up the habit of saying “mmm” for the most life threatning to the most trivial things.

Its not a simple mmm. Its an mmmmm which comes from deep inside – from the very bottom of my lungs. It comes out very deep, like the end three quarters of ‘Om’.

Today, I commented on a dear friend’s blog, and though I loved the post so much, and was very moved by it, all I could say was “Mmmmm”.

And I’m so very comfortable doing it. The first few times I did it, it was like I always wanted to do it. It was like finding a friend who was I was so close to in a past life of mine.

Wow. How things can change… And how it escapes you… Ironically ridiculous, when I think that just three weeks back, my every prayer, and my every hope yearned that I am in control of my change.

I’ve started letting go. Of so many things. Things which I would have held on to, dearer than life, if  were a few thousand miles away, in that place I call home. I find peace by connecting to the Self. I almost don’t cry anymore. I give a hug to myself, console my self, counsel my self, forgive my self… Its a whole sociosystem right inside me – so many people running around…

I’ve been trying extremely hard to give space to others. Because often, I’ve found myself way too dominating. Should have been more careful. Because now, I find that I cannot make that space for my self myself; I have to be offered. How pathetic.

I don’t talk anymore. I cannot talk if I’m not being genuine. And I can’t be genuine if I don’t talk.

The things going on right now would have bowled me over, a few weeks back. But its so easy here, to get bowled over again and again deep inside, and not let a single soul outside know an iota about it.

And after all this, oommmmmmmmmm, and everything’s alright. Everything is in the picture. Everything I see, is the way, because thats the only way it can be. Peace.