tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32109042198628877262025-06-10T00:24:38.860-07:00Miles to go before I sleep!!!"...the woods are lovely dark and deep,
but I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep,
and miles to go before I sleep".
Robert FrostNanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.comBlogger94125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-31267788198936005982019-03-03T01:13:00.001-08:002019-03-03T01:13:38.244-08:00Be Ready! oh ME....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Be Ready! Oh Me... To be whisked away by your Lord....<br />
<br />
Cloth in the silks of His Names...<br />
Adorn in the fragrance of His Remembrance...<br />
Wear the dark kohl of Self Knowledge in your eyes...<br />
Wear the dangling earrings that whisper His secrets in your ears...<br />
Wear the kumkum of His belonging on your forehead...<br />
Wear the bangles of His affection on your wrist...<br />
Wear the chain that binds only to His heart on your neck..<br />
Wear the anklets of Grace on your feet...<br />
From head to toe ...belong to Him...and only to Him...<br />
Know that He will come...<br />
Yes...He Will...<br />
Be certain..oh Me...that You belong to Him and only to Him...<br />
Be ready..oh Me! To be whisked away to your Lord...</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-32914325757374174812019-03-02T16:20:00.000-08:002019-03-02T16:20:19.399-08:00Purposelessly...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Like a dry leaf carried away by the wind....<br />
I fly... Purposelessly....<br />
<br />
Like the water meandering its course...<br />
I flow... Purposelessly<br />
<br />
Like the forest fire which spreads in the wild..<br />
I burn... Purposelessly...<br />
<br />
Like a new born oblivious to the world..<br />
I exist.. Purposelessly...<br />
<br />
Forgetting all ... Only knowing my inner Presence....I Love...<br />
Purposelessly.....</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-74850947959953108762017-02-03T21:44:00.001-08:002017-02-03T21:45:56.380-08:00Surrender<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I travel the meandering paths...<br />
And reach the threshold...<br />
I stare at the vast expanse ahead<br />
I am fully absorbed..<br />
I behold!<br />
<br />
My journey is incomplete...<br />
I look up for help...<br />
I am clueless of the path ahead...<br />
No maps to refer...<br />
I am by myself!<br />
<br />
I see within...<br />
My flaws... Umpteen<br />
They pull me down and blur my scene...<br />
I try harder to stand up tall..<br />
But the whispers in my head...<br />
Warn my downfall!<br />
<br />
I look up high then close my eyes...<br />
I look within and let out my cry!<br />
<br />
With all my flaws..<br />
And my numerous thoughts...<br />
With all my fears...<br />
My ego.. my doubts.. I have lots!<br />
<br />
I just SURRENDER....<br />
SURRENDER to the Lord Supreme..<br />
I Hope He listens to my soul's Scream<br />
And pulls me up to my Life's Ultimate Dream!!!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-36890008718397985782017-01-30T05:38:00.001-08:002017-01-30T05:38:34.251-08:00This , that or the other?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What is real?<br />
This, That or the Other?<br />
In this I am awake<br />
In that I dream<br />
The other is Absolute<br />
What is real?<br />
This , That or the Other?<br />
<br />
Being in This, I drift to That<br />
Engrossed in That, I am Pulled down to This<br />
All in the search...<br />
In the search of the Other..<br />
What is real?<br />
This , That or the Other?<br />
<br />
Being in This, I enjoy the That,<br />
When in That, I erase my This<br />
All in the search...<br />
In the search of the Other..<br />
What is real?<br />
This , That or Other?<br />
<br />
Why bother, why define?<br />
Why comprehend.. This, That or the Other?<br />
Stop your search...<br />
Be in This.. That .. And know..<br />
You are in the Other<br />
All are real... This That and the Other!<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-28890896634108839012016-12-11T07:15:00.002-08:002016-12-11T07:15:14.248-08:00His Menthol Magic!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
He left a huge Menthol in my head...<br />
I can feel its fumes...<br />
I can feel its cold...<br />
Oh My! He left a huge menthol in my head!<br />
<br />
His Menthol Magic is on...<br />
Its on... its on... Its on...<br />
Every second, every moment..<br />
Through day and night its on...<br />
His Menthol Magic is on...<br />
<br />
I cook, i dance, I teach , I walk...<br />
Still...<br />
His Menthol Magic is on...<br />
I clean, I watch, I read, I love...<br />
Still..<br />
His Menthol Magic is on...<br />
<br />
These vapours, these fumes, this cool magic would stop....<br />
I Know!<br />
Yes, I do know!<br />
But till it lasts..<br />
Its Magic time..<br />
Menthol Magic..<br />
His Divine Chime!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-78579112661117610392016-12-10T02:15:00.000-08:002016-12-10T02:15:35.043-08:00I venture on my Journey!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Closing the windows and locking the doors...<br />
I venture on my journey!<br />
Slowly Steadily, without any baggage..<br />
I venture n my journey!<br />
<br />
<br />
I meet my pals.. who wave and smile<br />
I still venture on my journey..<br />
I smile at them and wave good bye<br />
And venture on my journey!<br />
<br />
Some hold me back, some prick my back...<br />
Still I venture on my journey..<br />
Some slow me down with vain complaints<br />
Still I venture on my journey!<br />
<br />
The path unfolds, with gifts umpteen..<br />
As I venture on my journey<br />
They transform me.. they transport me<br />
As I venture on my journey...<br />
<br />
I am on.. I am on.. I am still on..<br />
In that blissful journey<br />
Alone.. not lonely.. But Blissfully lone...<br />
I venture on my journey...!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-72107746923804283612016-11-22T03:40:00.000-08:002016-11-22T03:40:07.746-08:00Don't be so Proud!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey You!, Don't be so proud..<br />
Don't think you have tasted the nectar...<br />
What you tasted is just the starter..<br />
Before the Main course...<br />
So don't be so proud...!<br />
<br />
The lapse between the starter and the Nectar...<br />
Is not gonna be smooth..<br />
So, Hey you! don't be so proud!<br />
<br />
The occasional ripples on your waters calm!<br />
Can leave you astray or in a storm...<br />
The tides that dance, ebb and fall..<br />
Can tear you apart, can let you fall...<br />
So hey You!, don't be so proud!<br />
<br />
With each passing wave..<br />
With passing ripple...<br />
Just stay...<br />
Be Aware...<br />
Tell yourself.. Your Nectar sweet,<br />
Is not that far away...<br />
But Hey You!, Don't Be so proud!<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-15501908086344734022016-11-17T04:26:00.003-08:002016-11-17T04:26:39.028-08:00A perception!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
To this world..., I am Many!<br />
Each perceive me as a reflection of their own perception...<br />
To one I am Compassionate<br />
To the other Worldly<br />
To another a Lover<br />
To yet other a Mother...<br />
My roles.. Shift and Change<br />
I live in the perception of the Perceiver....<br />
To this world.. I am Many!!!<br />
<br />
But who am I .. Underneath all Perceptions?<br />
Who am I?<br />
My nature, My role, the concept of Me...<br />
Is ever changing and Passing..<br />
But who am I ? Underneath all the perceptions...<br />
Who am I?<br />
<br />
I am a Perception...<br />
A manifestation of the Absolute...<br />
I am the perception of the Absolute<br />
Just a Perception...A mere Perception ... HIS Divine perception!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-44059351070047173382016-11-15T07:55:00.001-08:002016-11-15T07:55:23.706-08:00Just Love!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Desire to hold on Hurts..<br />
Not True Love...<br />
Desire to own Hurts...<br />
Not True Love..<br />
Desire to conquer Hurts...<br />
Not True Love...<br />
<br />
<br />
Fear of Losing Hurts...<br />
Not True Love...<br />
Fear of Loneliness Hurts...<br />
Not True Love...<br />
<br />
When you recognise You<br />
Why Desire or Fear?<br />
When you relate to You,<br />
Why Desire or Fear?<br />
<br />
You are pure Love...<br />
Which embraces your Inner Spaciousness<br />
<br />
<br />
Love knows no Desire or Fear,<br />
Desire and Fear Hurts...<br />
Not True Love...<br />
<br />
Desire No More...<br />
Fear, No More...<br />
Just Love...</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-22016250110862817492016-11-12T23:28:00.001-08:002016-11-12T23:28:17.687-08:00I wait...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>I wait... wait for the next...</i><br />
<i>Knowing fully well, I am here and now</i><br />
<i>I wait... Wait for the next...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>What is this next? I ask...</i><br />
<i>I shudder from within...</i><br />
<i>Not knowing what...</i><br />
<i>Still...</i><br />
<i>I wait... wait for the next...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I pull myself together... and just sit..</i><br />
<i>Just be in the here and now...</i><br />
<i>But still... </i><br />
<i>I wait... Wait for the next...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>This wait has been on for long I know...</i><br />
<i>Beyond this Life...</i><br />
<i>How long will this wait go on...?</i><br />
<i>Not knowing still...</i><br />
<i>I wait ... Wait for the Next...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Have I lost myself in this Wait?</i><br />
<i>I know not..</i><br />
<i>Will I find myself in the beyond...?</i><br />
<i>I know not...</i><br />
<i>Still...</i><br />
<i>I wait... Wait for the next...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>This wait defines me now.. </i><br />
<i>I love that Angst...</i><br />
<i>I wait in the here and now...</i><br />
<i>Not knowing for what... For whom...</i><br />
<i>Still ...</i><br />
<i>I wait... Wait for the Next...</i><br />
<br />
<br /></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-68677095211367592022016-09-16T05:01:00.000-07:002016-09-16T05:05:17.914-07:00Hmm... hmm.. Don't Run Away!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Let Go... They Say !<br />
Ignore ... They say!<br />
Just forget and move on ... They say<br />
<br />
Hmm hmm hmm...<br />
<br />
I tell myself..<br />
Let go, Ignore, forget!!<br />
But...<br />
<i>It</i> lingers...<br />
<br />
<br />
Hmm Hmm Hmm..<br />
What is it that lingers???<br />
A void... a vacuum... an emptiness...a nothingness!<br />
That leaves me Bland!<br />
<br />
<br />
Hmm Hmm Hmm...<br />
Don't run away..<br />
Be with <i>It</i>.. that void..<br />
This nothingness has not come to stay!<br />
<i>Its</i> just Life's little Play,<br />
<i>Its</i> just a Visitor, a guest, for a day;<br />
Or may be two...<br />
You are the Host... So just BE..<br />
Don't Run Away!!!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-24309253384651151332016-08-24T19:44:00.000-07:002016-08-24T19:44:03.568-07:00Freedom of Bondage!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Krishna my love, eternally etched in my heart...<br />
In our bond, I find freedom...<br />
<br />
Kahna, my mate, forever haunting my thoughts...<br />
In our dreams, I taste Reality!<br />
<br />
Kanaiyya, my shadow, One beyond Reason..<br />
In our dance, I experience Truth<br />
<br />
I am your Radhe!... eternally etched in your heart!<br />
I am your Radhe! yearning for her mate,<br />
I am your Radhe! your faithful shadow.<br />
<br />
Let our eyes meet... our souls speak..<br />
To drench in the Freedom of Bondage!<br />
<br />
Free me from the fetters of so-called Reality<br />
To drench in the Freedom of Bondage<br />
<br />
Free me from the clutches of name, fame and tainted dreams..<br />
To drench in the freedom of bondage<br />
<br />
Save me from fake smiles, small talk, drama of life...<br />
To drench in the freedom of bondage!<br />
<br />
Be born again in my heart, in my thoughts, in my dreams...<br />
So that I can drench in the Freedom of Bondage!!!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-77376963947520283222016-07-30T20:48:00.004-07:002016-07-30T20:48:55.773-07:00Ultimate Medication!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
JUST BE... Without Confrontation<br />
JUST SEE ... Without Interpretation<br />
JUST LOVE... Without Justification<br />
JUST LAUGH...Without Saturation<br />
JUST CRY... Without Clarification<br />
<br />
JUST RELAX... With Reflection<br />
JUST SLEEP.. With Satisfaction<br />
JUST EAT... With Satiation<br />
JUST DANCE... With Elation<br />
<br />
JUST BE.. . Its Meditation..<br />
Its my Soul's Ultimate Medication!!!<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-31263882520147348122016-07-25T05:23:00.001-07:002016-07-25T05:23:37.353-07:00Pause awhile and look within!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
When thoughts throng your brain and leave you breathless...<br />
When your heart and pulse rate ascends aimless...<br />
When you hear your heart throbs in your brain..<br />
When you feel your emotions erupt and drain..<br />
When you gulp and feel the pain in your throat...<br />
When your eyes look listless and your feelings bloat..<br />
When you feel left out, behind the crowd...<br />
When your eyes water non stop without doubt...<br />
<br />
Pause awhile... and look within... and look beyond till you hear no more...<br />
<br />
Pause awhile.. and look within... and look inwards till you feel no more...<br />
<br />
Wash out your thoughts... empty your mind...<br />
<br />
Befriend yourself... And know that you are never Alone!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-4621447666807654442016-07-04T03:00:00.001-07:002016-07-04T03:00:15.423-07:00Is it wrong to Dream?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"Is it wrong to dream?<br />
Is it wrong to be free?Is it wrong to dream of freedom ?<br />
I ask Thee!!!<br />
<br />
I love to dream of freedom...<br />
Freedom to be free from bonds of so-called Love!<br />
Freedom to be free from all false hopes and promises,<br />
Freedom to be ME,<br />
Freedom to be in Glee,<br />
Freedom to soar up high and fly<br />
Freedom to let go and cry!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
Is it wrong to dream?<br />
Is it wrong to be free?<br />
Is it wrong to dream of freedom?<br />
I gently as Thee!!!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-58754163458616737992016-06-24T00:28:00.003-07:002016-06-24T00:29:36.516-07:0040...Is not just a number!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="MsoNormal">
It is 24<sup>th</sup> June once again and I complete 40 years….
There are umpteen things I am grateful for!!!, for what life has offered me. Jotting
down 40 thoughts that just came spontaneously, for which am ever grateful!!! <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;">
</div>
<ul style="text-align: left;">
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">1.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My loving parents- who make me feel secure</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">2.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My life partner- who makes me feel special</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">3.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My first born- who makes me feel blessed</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">4.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My younger son- who makes me feel loved</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">5.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My brother- who makes me feel proud</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">6.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My best friend- who makes me feel myself</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">7.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Friends in my growing up years- who were reflection
of my own self</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">8.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Friends from around the world- who added more
colour and meaning to my life</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">9.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My cousins and relatives – who teach be the
value of family bonding</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">10.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My girls at Udavum karangal- who teach me the
power of touch and the necessity to express</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">11.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Books- they speak my own thoughts and teach me
life lessons</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">12.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Music- </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">takes me places</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">13.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Travel-gives me taste of freedom</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">14.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Forgiveness- </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">helps me let go and embrace freedom</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">15.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Driving- which instills in me a sense of
direction</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">16.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Dance- takes me one step closer to myself</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">17.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Yoga- an answer to many questions</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">18.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Moments of silence, reflection, introspection</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">19.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Elation I experience from creative ideas and
choreographies</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">20.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Hot food on my table after an exhaustive day</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">21.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Foot massage after a day of hard work</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">22.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">A pat, a hug and a cuddle from a loved one</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">23.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My teachers from my kindergarten to today who
are forever giving</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">24.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">People who help me clean my home, my car and
workplace- they make me a better person</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">25.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">All my students who look up to me- they add
purpose to my life</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">26.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My phone – which is an extension of my hand
today</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">27.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Poetry- which are spontaneous expressions of my soul</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">28.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My institution- which is my charging station</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">29.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Dairy milk fruit and nut- after lunch… yum!!!</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">30.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Early mornings before anyone is up—it’s my me
time</span></li>
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</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">AC in hot Chennai summers</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">32.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Unrestricted laughter and freedom I relish with
a few</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">33.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Acts of kindness</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">34.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Smiles from strangers</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">35.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Sudden drizzles and walk in the rain</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">36.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My dancing bells</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">37.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My fingers on the strings of the veena</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">38.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Sunrise and chirping of birds</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">39.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Starry nights</span></li>
<li><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">40.</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My spirit of youth</span></li>
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Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-82552597574515462372016-06-16T22:28:00.000-07:002016-06-16T22:28:42.932-07:00Mythri Memories!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We meet and befriend many people on our life’s journey. We make deep connections with many who just
come and go after teaching us important life lessons. Every connection we make
helps us evolve into better individuals. There are some connections we make with
certain people at a deeper level. Such connections are made at moments, which
cannot be defined or put to words… they are felt.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am indeed blessed to have such a beautiful connection with
a friend. This deep connection occurred after 7 years of friendship, at a
blessed moment. This connection deepened after a retreat which helped us
connect with oneself and with each other. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We went for a retreat at Pyramid Valley, peaceful, positive,
picturesque and placed in the lap of nature. It was a 4-day retreat from 11<sup>th</sup> to
14<sup>th</sup> June. Just to keep a few of these moments alive, here I make
memories…by jotting down few of those precious moments.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We were like two carefree souls, on an unplanned journey. We
reached Bangalore after a train journey. We just knew the address of the place
which was around 40 km away from the railway station. It was drizzling when we
reached. It was nice and cool. We walked across to the Majestic bus depot and
tried to spot a bus which would take us to our destination. As there was no
direct bus. One helpful person who understood our plight helped us into a bus which
took us midway. Then we took a shared tempo which dropped us at a main junction
which was 2 km away from the pyramid valley. It was 2 in the afternoon, and we
were now two hungry and happy souls. There were no vehicles to transport us to
Pyramid Valley and so we decided to walk, hoping for a lift. He heard the
prayers of two hungry souls and there came a tractor which offered to take us
to Pyramid Valley. Excited we jumped on the tractor, alongside the driver and thoroughly
enjoyed the bumpy ride. We felt as if we had gone back in time... we were two
happy kids.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="http://pyramidvalley.org/">Pyramid valley</a> was inviting... it was green all round, and
meditative music was heard in the air accompanied by the chirps of birds and
chitter-chatter of insects. The incessant rain which followed completed the
orchestra. We checked into our room, which was our home for the next four days.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We met Master Per who was our guide. His deep eyes spoke
volumes, and he bend down to shake hands with each of us greeting and inviting us.
His handshake was electrifying and an energy just passed as he looked into our
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The sessions were spaced out in such a way, that it allowed
us good time to relax. We connected with ourselves, with nature, with all the
flora and fauna around. There were deep conversations, childlike giggles, uninterrupted
laughter, taste of unrestricted freedom. We walked in pouring rain, ran on the untarred
roads, danced and sang. We spoke without thinking, and listened without
speaking, cried without knowing and laughed out roaring…We meditated in the
huge Pyramid, walked to the village temple, tasted oneness in thoughts, words
and deeds. Our silences spoke volumes, our smiles bridged gaps in our souls, clasped
hands cemented our bond and we knew for sure that we came from the same source…
and we were two sides of the same coin. Duality was erased... <o:p></o:p></div>
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routine again. Before going to our home, we met a few friends, who taught us
lessons on joy of giving and joy of loving. It was a trip to remember, a trip which
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Light a lamp in your heart...<br />
And let it Ever Glow!!!<br />
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Light a Lamp in your heart...<br />
And never let it blow!!!<br />
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Suffice it with oil...<br />
Oil of warmth and love!!!<br />
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Feed it with your spontaneous thoughts...<br />
And Surrender to the Divine Love!!!</div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-68924777182739632422016-06-03T20:31:00.001-07:002016-06-03T20:32:05.993-07:00Smile with your Soul!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>Till the other day, I knew that your Smile will enhance your personality.. It is the best ornament you can wear. It is free...!!!</i><br />
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<i>Then yesterday, I learnt to smile with my heart! Definition of my smile change. It was not just an ornament you wear!, it was your inner reflection!.. Your smile defined you and your relationship with the world. </i><br />
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<i>Today, I learnt to smile with my soul... and I was once again forced to redefine the definition of Smile.Smile was not just an ornament, it was not just a reflection of your character, .. it was just You!!!It defined a connection with yourself and with the Supreme. Your smile was your freedom..</i><br />
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<i>My various degrees of smiles also helped me place people whom I came across as just a Passerby, a good friend ... or my kindred spirit !!!</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-60803725254208651572016-05-08T17:39:00.002-07:002016-05-08T17:39:39.595-07:00I am a spider...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>I am a spider dangling happily in my web above,</i><br />
<i>My we carved out from those fluids called Love,</i><br />
<i>I just dangle there spreading my web above,</i><br />
<i> Relishing all that HE gives and</i><br />
<i>Spreading my Vibes of Love...</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-90717510384373451162016-05-08T00:09:00.002-07:002016-05-08T00:11:30.586-07:00My precious Gem!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>He gave me a gem, a very precious gem..</i><br />
<i> He told me, "Keep it safe..., Its for you , especially for you,</i><br />
<i>Wear it around your neck, it will glow up your face,</i><br />
<i>Wear it on your finger, it will fill you with grace,</i><br />
<i>Wear it on your forehead, you will no more have to dread</i><br />
<i>Wear it in your heart, it will brighten all Instead"</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>That gem did its Magic... It glowed up,</i><br />
<i>My heart, my life and others too..</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Then something felt amiss, I knew not what,</i><br />
<i>Yes, the gem! My precious gem! Oh My! It is lost...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I cant remember when I misplaced my gem...Or lost it God knows where...</i><br />
<i>I retrieved into my very own den.. </i><br />
<i>It was dark, gloomy wet around..</i><br />
<i>I knew not where to go..</i><br />
<i>I only knew to cry instead and pray to rid my woe...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>He heard my prayers and came to me, with that very precious gem,</i><br />
<i>And told me, "Keep it safe! its for you especially for you..."</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I did not dare to touch that gem, in that dread, and fear of loss...</i><br />
<i>I wiped my tears and sobbed to Him,</i><br />
<i>"Come In Lord, Into my heart,</i><br />
<i>Sit there forever with that glowing gem...</i><br />
<i>I dare not touch it now...</i><br />
<i>Its safe with you.. and I feel safe</i><br />
<i>When you will rule my heart..."</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-33143864462329959312016-05-07T05:50:00.002-07:002016-05-07T05:50:39.030-07:00Surrender!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"<i>Make every experience , an impression</i><br />
<i>Make every impression, a lesson</i><br />
<i>Make every lesson, a vision</i><br />
<i>Make every vision, a prayer</i><br />
<i>Make every prayer, a purpose</i><br />
<i>Make every purpose, your love</i><br />
<i>Make your love, your purpose, your prayer, your vision, your lesson, your impression , your experience... surrender to that Primordial Power...</i><br />
<i>And just let every petal in your heart flower!!!</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-38466891398896112942016-04-24T22:45:00.000-07:002016-04-24T22:45:18.134-07:00Wish I could Tell You!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>Wish I could tell you ... how I have taken off!!!</i><br />
<i>Taken off from the earthly sphere .. to drench in the Divine...</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Wish I could tell you... how my heart feels enlarged..</i><br />
<i>Large enough to accommodate the Blissful other World!!!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Wish i could tell you... why I blush now and then...</i><br />
<i>My face mirrors my thoughts, which gushes out at your thought!!!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Wish I could hold you tight... and take you along in this beautiful voyage called Life..</i><br />
<i>For I dont want to be alone anymore! when I finally disappear fully into that Divine Light!!!</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-32071869317070325292016-04-19T10:08:00.000-07:002016-04-19T10:14:35.521-07:00My flowering heart! ... Dedicated to my soul sister!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><br /></i>
<i>Little by Little.. The petals open...</i><br />
<i>Slowly steadily... spreading its fragrance</i><br />
<i>Fragrance of Love and friendship!!!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>The petals zoom out large filling up the whole space...</i><br />
<i>In my heart! yes in my little heart!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I know not to breath,</i><br />
<i>I know not to smile,</i><br />
<i>I know only love and friendship!!!</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I tasted that joy! I felt that love...</i><br />
<i>When our Souls met and embraced...</i><br />
<i>With blessings from above"</i></div>
Nanditha Prabhuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04589675344474098832noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210904219862887726.post-52689508099322970582016-02-25T00:15:00.001-08:002016-02-25T00:15:53.619-08:00Compassion!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="MsoNormal">
For the past two days I have been watching two cockroaches peeping
out from below the sink in my kitchen and beneath the washbasin in my bathroom.
But any move from my side and they vanish. I have never been using insect
repellents like Hit as I came to know that they not only harm cockroaches, but
also the ants that feed on them and it is also harmful to the environment.
Broomstick was my weapon.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Yesterday, my ten-year-old son came running from the
bathroom at the sight of a cockroach. Arming my weapon, I was on my quest for
the little trouble maker and finally spotting him, I targeted by weapon just on
time for the little creature to be left motionless. Feeling happy to have
finally waved goodbye to the cockroach I went on to prepare hot dosas for
dinner. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
My son was sitting with the plate of hot dosa and sambar
with intense pain on his face. When I went near and patted him he just burst
out with incessant sobs. I was clueless, on what had gone wrong.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then in between his
sobs he announced, “I don’t want dinner!”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I sat next to him,
held him close and ask him what happened. With even louder sobs, he said I can
feel the pain of that cockroach, Amma!” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
It took a while for me to pacify him with reasons like the
diseases the cockroaches might spread and if I had not hit it on time the
number of coackroaches should have increased…. All the while I had started
feeling guilty.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I could then see my
little one offering prayers for the departed soul … I too sat down before the
altar asked forgiveness for my act and prayed for the soul of the cockroach!<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I saw and felt
compassion in the tears of my little one.<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
When he snuggled
close to me at night and dozed off to sleep with an empty stomach I felt a lump
in my throat, drops of tears, trickled down my eyes, and I felt blessed…<o:p></o:p></div>
</div>
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