"What do you care what other people think?" asked Feynman. Once these 'others' were asked to choose between Barabbas and Jesus. And they chose Barabbas ! Summarizing Feynman had a point ! Jesus elaborated it in his immortal final words "Forgive them my father..They know not what they do..."
mashoodkk
Saturday, February 18, 2012
REVELATION 2.1
Reality by all means should be grander, profound and beautiful than my fickle, limited imaginations
rooted in infantile wishes and expectations. The only thing is that I should develop the strength to realize it.
mashoodkk
rooted in infantile wishes and expectations. The only thing is that I should develop the strength to realize it.
mashoodkk
On the shoulders of GIANTS
Albert Einstein used to ask " Am I or the others crazy?". Not only a genius, anyone who is striving to be true to oneself and true to life will face this question at some point. May be that is why
Swami Vivekananda urged the youth to remain firmly stationed in what they believe is truth, even if the whole world stands against, that too with swords in their hands.
mashoodkk
Swami Vivekananda urged the youth to remain firmly stationed in what they believe is truth, even if the whole world stands against, that too with swords in their hands.
mashoodkk
The Frog with the Inflated Head
Oh! my fickle, limited imaginations
Vain infantile expectations
Blind to the beauty of reality
The little 'I' with the inflated head
In the well of the fable of Aesop
Sits here and sobs to my own misery
Oh lord, waiting for your mercy
mashoodkk
Vain infantile expectations
Blind to the beauty of reality
The little 'I' with the inflated head
In the well of the fable of Aesop
Sits here and sobs to my own misery
Oh lord, waiting for your mercy
mashoodkk
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
REVELATION 2.0
Looking back everything seems miraculous
Looking ahead I feel unfathomed exuberance
In a tiny little drop of insignificance
Concealed is a universe of heavenly glories.
mashoodkk
Looking ahead I feel unfathomed exuberance
In a tiny little drop of insignificance
Concealed is a universe of heavenly glories.
mashoodkk
Monday, January 30, 2012
JOURNEY THROUGH THE ANCESTRAL LAND
Through the spooky valley of nightmares
Held my breath and traveled barefoot
In the chaotic turbulence,
I smelt the molten lava of fear
The living turned dead
And the dead regained life.
Exuberant were my ancestors
Was it their outstretched arms
Or my lost paradise
Who knows, an infant only feels.
mashoodkk
Held my breath and traveled barefoot
In the chaotic turbulence,
I smelt the molten lava of fear
The living turned dead
And the dead regained life.
Exuberant were my ancestors
Was it their outstretched arms
Or my lost paradise
Who knows, an infant only feels.
mashoodkk
TO THE KIDS
Oh my restless little kids
Enough with fiddlings
Its time to play the sport
I will watch you from the stand.
Thine dad is getting old
It is time to sleep
Tomorrow thou have to go to work.
mashoodkk
Enough with fiddlings
Its time to play the sport
I will watch you from the stand.
Thine dad is getting old
It is time to sleep
Tomorrow thou have to go to work.
mashoodkk
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