the fading poetry..

i was just listening to this wonderful song from the movie Anand called "kahi door"..
and there is a line which just captured my thoughts...

yeh mere sapne,
yehi to hai apne,
mujhse juda na honge,
inke ye saye, inke ye saye..

I realize that increasingly my blogs are becoming poetic..
i think i need them, given that increasingly my life is missing the poetry..

here is one piece of unsolicited advice my friends..
never underestimate the importance of poetry and music...
they fill the gaps in life that knowledge of economics and evolutionary theories don't!!

anyways, what do you do to recapture some of this poetry apart from being glued on to Youtube? I am trying to figure out an answer to this problem.. in any case, i saw this movie called Kite Runner today... wow, it was awesome.. did not expect it to be this deep.. but it was..
again i was struck by how the seemingly irrelevant details of life become most relevant once they are taken away from you... like the importance of poetry in one's life...

how trifle we are...

here is one of the most comprehensive and intensely sincere prayers that I have come across.. We used to sing this every week when I was in school, but I never understood or appreciated these powerful words..

This is my prayer to thee, my lord- strike, strike at the root of penury in my heart.
Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.
Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.
Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might
Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifle.
And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.

I am at a phase in life, where I am feeling the need to balance my humility against my confidence.. its so tough.. I believe myself very humble, at the same time I fear being thought of as a snob.. it is difficult..

anyways... life goes on.. and hope you are all happy...

happy new year..

happy new year my friends.. may this year get you everything you can ever want...
just back from a trip to LA and Mexico... was so much fun.. saw snow and a volcano for the first time... heard a mariachi group play and danced with the Oaxacan dancers... drank mezcal and tequila in the land that invented them both...

it was awesome! and all the while there was something that i was thinking.. that i wanted to write a blog on... it is about this set of memories i have... the ones that i reflect on when i am alone, just to relish being by myself or when the external world becomes too much for me, and i take a step back into myself and think some pleasant thoughts just to feel the lightness... how good these memories are, keeping me company... so faithful to my happy being...

hope you guys have such memories too, to keep you company when the going gets rough.....

and here are two books to people interested in history... one is the Kind Leopold's Ghost and the other is The Bottom Billion. Interestingly, both are in Africa and I suddenly feel that I have not devoted enough attention to this dark continent! now amidst my interviews and classes, i have decided to read more the things i used to...

once again, happy new year guys!!