Blah Blah Blah...

Today I dug deep into the earth
not in search of any treasure
but to soil down the treasure i had
treasure that made my life move on
my dream, now a memory.

I don't have to see it again
it wont dance around my head again
its deep under...
sleeping like a little seed
it may sprout and flourish...
and grow upto my expectations someday.

With a small hope somewhere
but of course trying to forget
just coz i cant hold onto it anymore
coping up with the change...
with a smile, looking towards the future
shaping myself for it,
welcoming it, as it is ...

a page from 18th July 2009...

Today work was too hectic. Dint even get time to breath properly. Walking here and there with papers. Where ever i looked, all i could find was bundles of papers piled up in files. so many on table too. Poor papyrus tree i wondered. I was going crazy totally. Thinking about the weekend made me relax. It was very dusty climate that evening. In the car all the way home from office , atmosphere looked transparent with all cars, buildings n even people covered with dust. In the car even though windows closed,I could smell the dust as if my face was pressed against it.

Mom was not there at home. Actually she was in hospital as my aunt delivered a baby girl.After filling my stomach i got ready n headed to hospital. Fog was still there. Entering the hospital, the first thing that caught my eye was that shop. There was beautiful bouquet of fresh flowers kept side by side. It looked so beautiful n lovely. I love flowers.They looked so colorful and attractive.It does bring some sort of positive feeling in us, a bliss. They looked so fresh and happy, though they are gonna die after a while. They spread happiness and die??...Sacrifice ?? Hmmmm....strange ..

In the room, there lies the little new member of this earth, her tiny hands closed tightly telling that I own this whole world. She was fully covered in clothes except her arms and face. Her face looked so red like cherries and so cute, breathing so softly,sleeping calm and quiet. I held her tiny arms in mine, so delicate and believe me its first time in my life am holding an hours old baby. I don't know it gave me some sort of tingling inside me. I was feeling so enraptured and so happy. I walked to n fro with her in my hands. I looked at her face. She never opened her eyes. But i kept staring at her. I couldn't take my eyes of her. God is such a beautiful creator, Such a little adorable thing in my hand it meant world to me. At last staring at her I managed to see her one eye opened. I told her mom tht she got a beautiful eye, like crystals. The second time she opened her eyes, may be she got scared, .. hehe...she started crying. wwooow beautiful !!.. Well, I handed her over the lady there.

These kids they looked so attractive. There were two other kids, sister and brother of this new one. Brother never kept his mouth shut. He always had something to converse and I loved every moment of mine with him. He is so intelligent and so innocent. He had lots n lots of stories. He loved to explain... you ask him about something he will tell you everything like an essay.His voice is so cute, so clear. One never knows how time passes with kids. They are so innocent ..so lovely :) Kissing the baby we left there . I loved this part of hospital ,whichever room you peep in, there was bouquet of flowers and chocolates . We reached home by 10.30pm. Five beautiful hours of the day :), believe me, I dint even know how time passed staying there.

A Butterfly I Met...

Once i met a butterfly,
one with a rare beauty,
flapping its wings...
dancing around my head.

Coloring the light of the day,
adding beauty to the earth,
spreading happiness...
smiling always, and asking to smile back.

Attracted to its eternal bliss,
fascinated by its colorful essence,
pursued its path blindly...
because it made me feel ease.

Just met by fate,
became the best mate,
each day new stories...
and the time was melting.

Met many times of the day,
enraptured by its presence,
I breathed, time to stay still...
beauty always fluttered hurriedly.

Wishing to see the world around,
loving to fly with it,
in the gardens of flowers...
but lacked the wings of freedom.

Vanishes just like that,
without a word, but comes back,
collecting honey from flowers...
gifting me all the sweetness.

What makes it special to me,
is its adorable heart,
and smiling innocent face...
humming around always.

My time made us friends,
feeling so grateful for the time,
simply because it makes me happy...
never-minding its unpredictable nature.

As time passed, just like that,
it disappeared one day,
moments like we spent, never came...
another story to my memoirs.

Moving with the flow of life,
deep inside me, always,
cherished those moments together...
realizing how special and valuable it was.

Some friends are like these butterflies. You spent beautiful moments with them, but they leaves one day coz they have to, in twist n turns of their life. We add those moments to our memoirs, and cherishes its sweetness in some part of our journey towards life. We still call them friends, coz they are still there as symbol of true friendship, cherishing the same memory.

~Nazeeha~

Love Yourself

1. Recognize the truth for what it really is.

Be open enough to accept that other people may be right. Examine your own beliefs in the light prejudice that might have been installed by your upbringing.

2. Learn by your mistakes.

There cannot be failures, there are only learning experiences.Feel blessed when things dont go right for you.You are being taught a valuable lesson.

3. Be grateful for the experience.

Everything happens for good. Be grateful with what you have.Everything you have done up to now has been leading you to this moment. Its upto you if you want to learn the lesson or go around the cycle again!

4. Study the lives of achievers.

There are so many people who have woken up to the reality of their own existence and serve as a beacon of light to all who follow after. Study their lives...for it can act as a shortcut to your own awakening!

5. Dont compare yourself with anyone else.

You are a unique creation. There is and will forever be only one person like you! Therefore, although you can learn from others, it is important that you realize that you are special. Don't waste the gift given to you by following everyone else.

6. Know that GOD is on your side.

The truth is that your attitude or belief acts a bit like a huge computer in the way that if you program negative things, negative things come out. However, if you put positive things in, you get positive things back. To GOD you ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find, knock and the door will be opened unto you. Start asking the right question and you will get the correct answer!

Joy Of Photography - Another Try !!

Kissing the Sun

Juz tried to focuz on tht drop.. but ..

took from a movin car..It was more beautiful than this ....

Kuttiadi Dam

Can't Believe its my place!!

ThiS WaiTiNg...

Many times i went wrong,

this is it, no more tension!!
this waiting...
it taught me Life,
learning how to live.

Sometimes lucid sometimes poignant,
but i just make my day!!
this waiting...
it made me think,
swirling with this and that.

My belief makes me strong,
envisaging things around!!
this waiting...
taught me this cryptic life,
meeting its ultimate destiny.

Venturing i pass each day,
with the wings of hope!!
this waiting...
taught me patience,
analyzing life in deep.

My Prayer is my strength,
it makes my day with peace!!
this waiting...
brought me nigher to GOD,
soothing my soul with faith.

Cherishing the memories of freindship,
makes me feel rich!!
this waiting...
gave me beautiful freinds,
erasing solitude from my life,invigorating me.

I don't know since when am waiting,
but this waiting, its special!!
I don't know how long i will wait,
but this waiting,its resolute!!
I dont know what fate has for me
but this waiting,its serene!!

God is not unfair,
He is the righteous teacher!!
this waiting...
it has it own sweetness,
sewing life with wisdom.

-Nazeeha-

ITHACA

Life is about some commitment. A commitment that is ought to be finished in a short span of time.Success of that commitment is the success of our soul.Life may turn to you as a fragrance of flower or it might be worst than a gutter. But Everthing is just a matter of time.Nothing last forever. Success always comes after a failure. Its all about how you handle it and face everything with a faith...how you cherish each and evrything that comes on your way. Each ones life is swun by the circumstances they live through and what they learn from it. Majority of the peoples life is based on influences they get from the atmosphere they were brought up. Some follow their dreams. Some may have strong belief,not even an earthquake can shake them. Its all about a beautiful journey to ithaca (one set by self).

This is a nice poem by a Greek poet. i juz loved reading it :)

when you set out on your journey to ithaca,
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure,full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the cyclops,
the angry poseidon-do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body.
The Lestrygonians and the cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
If you do not carry them within your soul,Justify Full
If your heart does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many,when,
with such pleasure,with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral,amber and ebony,
and sensual perumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would never have set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.
And if you find her poor.Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become,with so much experience,
you must already have understood whats Ithacas mean.

Constantine Cavafy(1863-1933)
( translated)