I Hope…

Hope is a good thing my friend
And no good thing can die…

Thanks Shaks to make me see Shawshank Redemption…According to some Hope is a dangerous thing…it just let u expect too many things but for others this hope is the only way out…Hope…all of us have some hopes within us which nobody can touch or feel…its just a matter of feeling it ourselves…Hope is everywhere…when a mother conceive a child…she can only hope to get a healthy child…when the child grows up he can hope not to fall...when he is grown up he can hope for some friends or companion…a person who gets old hopes not to die...life is nothing but hope…a endless hope of some other hopes...it is this hope only which keeps us alive…a hope…a hope to succeed…a hope to grow…a hope to prospere…a hope to fame…a hope to make our mark…a hope to show the world that u exist…a hope to make all this hopes come true…that’s hope…to put it in other words…hope is our birth right and we can not get away with it…even if we want its always with us…the true success is to listen to the voice of your heart to know what it hopes and then leave no stone unturned to achieve it…human capability is endless…and so are hopes…I hope and so I know that I am capable…

Prison

A thought just came to my mind…How the life in the prison be…and more so when u are there for something like life sentence or so as to say till death sentence…when u know that you are going to spend some more then 20 years in a prison…that sound scary…isn’t it…everyday getting up at the same time…doing the same work…eating the same food and sleeping in the same cage on the same concrete bed all through your life…day by day…minute by minute…second by second…and counting each of it…you don’t have anybody to fall upon…you don’t have anybody to look upon…nobody expect anything from you nor do you expect anything from anybody…its just you…caged within ur body and ur body caged within the prison…just moving from one place to other on the order of somebody…and he is there as a victim of some laws and code of conduct made by some other humans who want to live a peaceful life on their couches and beds…but can they guarantee that each and everybody who is being held up in the jail are guilty…there are no innocent souls inside who are dying everyday for something which they never did…neither m passing any judgement nor m making any comments…it is the way it is…and when we are talking of double digit growth and blah blah…can’t we shed some portion to make their life more comfortable and more peacefully so that they actually come out as “responsible citizens”

Taliyan…

Will tell u the story later but atleast clap first…not for me…for Ramu Kaka…yup…my first stint as a actor…a very short one though…this habit of mine to do everything made me participate in this play…I knew this was the last opportunity which I will get to perform…and I couldn’t let it go…there is always a urge within me for the claps…it really excites me…haan so Ramu Kaka had to bring food to the guest and say few lines like

“ I will cook Rasogullas for u”
“why people need to come at the time of food”
“ boumaaa!!! Eta ki hoche”

And believe me he did it in style, everybody liked it a lot…and I was enjoying the whole aura of it…my first attempt and it went well…people calling me “Ramu Kaka” even after a week of the play and that’s not a small thing for me… don’t know whether will get a opportunity again but this will be on my mind for long…and m pretty sure of that…

String Less

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna…Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama…Rama Rama Hare Hare
It cannot get a better name then this...We always keep some strings attached to us always and let these strings control us...So what is this all about? Shaks and me on the bike where just going around manipal to pass on some time... We were passing across the syndicate bank auditorium and saw some “Hare Krishna” people outside it... We both wanted to check it out...Let’s try something new, we thought...But still 15 mins left, what to do...We again went for a ride to find some unknown strings so as to say...So around 6 in the evening, we enter this auditorium and what we see...Some 15 saints from different countries (not a single one from India) chanting Hare Rama Hare Krishna in few of the most innovative way…it was truly eye catching and beautiful. Even the music was so soothing to my ears...I had some very strange feelings that time...I started liking it a lot...Suddenly its class time, was wondering whether to tell Shaks for bunking the class, my first bunk in these two years…even he was wondering the same thing…so finally we decided to let loose the strings( the prof is anyways not a very strong string either)…we decided to bunk…yeppiee…m attending a full session of “satsang”…after the kirtan was over, it was the time of Swami Indradyumana to impart the knowledge…and believe me he was too good…people may call them escapist but it would took some real guts and faith to be something like this…to leave all the wordly desires and chanting the name of Lord Krishna and in the same time making others to do so…he explained the difference between the soul and the body and which one should be given more importance...He completely ridiculed the theory of evolution as propounded by Darwin putting Lord Krishna as the supreme god and Gita being the ultimate source of spirituality and knowledge a person can come across...It was so true, so as to think…we are running endlessly towards something or other and this run will never come to an end…that doesn’t mean that we should stop running …its all about the path you take…I am not explaining any further…its on the individual person, so as to see the number of strings he can break and how quickly can he do so…doing all his worldly duties and even then keeping his own soul dedicated to god won’t be a easy task though…so I sang, I danced, and I listened…may be in a different way but no less then a experience to cherish. I also bought a “Gita”…don know when will I be able to finish it but then it was a start atleast…