Archana Gouthaman

Yesterday is born from today

It is to see whether today we remember yesterday

Those unfading sweet smiles leaves an unfading memory

Any gesture of kindness hooks us through eternity

Living a happy life is always a shadow of yesterday

Yesterday is priceless so is today

Because yesterday is born from today

Hollow is our heart,

False are these shows,

Too much on praise,

Very meagre on real terms.

Sometimes, it is all that we have!

 

Pretty pretty saris,

Thick very thick makeups,

Impeccable are the decors,

Too less on emotions and care.

Sometimes, it is all that we have!

 

Waiting for a ‘like’,

As if crow waits for one drop of water,

Be it from drain or from rain,

Hidden is the real ‘you’.

Sometimes, it is all that we have!

 

True words are far gone,

Literal gusto every now and then,

Finding oneself in these times,

Very less said very less shown.

Sometimes, it is all that we have!

 

A huge car enamelled everywhere,

No one can see, no one can really see!

Always hidden, hidden plans,

Purity, truth all gone

Sometimes, it is all that we have!

Manifestation of simple living is bringing people together!

Each live in their sphere simply, no ties no worries no expectations and no pains….But when each person get inter related, a superficial manifestation happens to self.

This aura of super-self need to be studied in detail. It compares, judges and measures all aspects of each other. As Shiva’s third eye, a wisdom eye can demolish the right and left eye’s self creation which makes conscious comparisons.

Third eye is answer to right and left eye’s creations. In India, being a spiritual capital to the world, this wisdom came by birth to all and thus if we strike the simplicity of existence, we are into a higher manifestation of self.

Be it by yoga or karma, let a higher manifestation be our being.

-Manifestation – an Indian way

A leading post demands many responsibilities. ‘Leading self’ need to be saved from all jeopardy.

Like yoga, finding oneself intact even with variety stones thrown – some caught, some given back and some to be put in pocket and leave the rest to tumble here and there.

Stones teaches hell lot of lessons. First and foremost, it makes one stand in balance as the rolling stones are on their way to make us fall on our face down. Better hold a vertical before falling. Guess me right here 😉

Like tasks at hand, take one stone at a time. Analyse with care and then respond than react. A stone definitely has a huge potential to you. You can safely keep the stone for your soul and warm it up to get you warmth.

Like seeing a mirror, take one stone and shine it and see the real you. You may see a wise person any time. Keep faith and get going in your own pace.

Like a boomerang, throw back stones hardly helps. You may hit a target which you never meant. Target change leads to new project, new budget, new people and you never know a new better world. Keep throwing anyways. Here it is surely sarcastic 😉

Like somethings are to keep, we can , the experiences. Stones called experience is worth having. Hence pocket it along the route. This makes a person wise-wiser-wisest.

-A Stone concept –

 

There is not a better time than today. If you want to laugh, just laugh. Stay happy.

There is not a better world than today. If you want to invent, just do it. Stay humble.

There is not a better memory than today. If you want to relish life, just create it. Stay mesmerized.

There is not a better me or you. If you want to share and care, do it so. Stay lively.

There is this world with all spices, all power, bright and beautiful. Cherish it – This is the time.

There is this time of season, when everything comes to a standstill. A writer’s incapacity to write.

A haggard way persists. He tries to walk along right side of road, but he is still at the centre of road. Now, even if he tries to move right, some external force push him back. A perfect hallucination!!!

He keeps wondering how to take right, and then, rain comes. After the rain, sky and mud colours change. Branches of trees are seen fallen everywhere. Flowers drenched in water are thinking this was what it wanted, or was better to stay on branches??!! Writer sees poem in those flowers.

Vaguely, a distant cry of bird is heard. But NO, it is near, just saw it on the tree! It was conveying something. Writer perspires.

A definite way keeps sliding hither wither. He holds on to a tree. What! A snake pod!!!

Writer takes his pen and starts writing….

Being part of a story is nothing less! When I look back or see a group of people, story is there, one created and other to be created.

But in each story there are twists, turns and at large, happy endings. The ending is happy specially because there are immense lessons learnt. This otherwise wasn’t possible if there weren’t a dedicated group. The group could be set of friends, members of a small family, big family or members at office.

Talking matters, agreeing-dis-agreeing matters, silence-noise matters. A term like collaboration often is thus a learning curve. And so is debate.

What story you are part of? Which turn it is taking? Is it not worth living?

That which stays in our thoughts for long time have some significance. What we can do is introspect, question it, turn the page again and again and lastly, not the least, meditate on the same.

At the end, we get freedom from the same repeated thoughts. Many a times, solution gets marred in our thought cycle. Hence, take only one staying thought and work on it.

Golden rule to get freedom is, stay as good human with more and more of synergy.

I never thought, I will ever be able to get wide perspective of life, as the life at hometown was quite simple. Though the same simplicity I kept searching elsewhere.

But, types of people vary,that is what I learnt in my journey from Thalassery to Palakkad to Chennai to US to Bangalore. That is, culture varies. But seeing all cultures, one becomes very accommodating. For example, I understand the commitment of an individual towards life clearly, be it from any place. Nothing is a barrier , language, religion, caste and the list goes on.

Well, coming back to the life at TLY, hospitality is something which one gets glued to. For business needs, one Chettiyaar used to come at our place. He used to teach us Tamil letters in his spare time. The way his needs were taken care of by my grandparents, showed a lot of positivity. It took me so very long to understand the concept of hospitality! Caring for others was the subtle message which I missed out. Well, all that ends well is good:)

So, there are experiences in life which teaches wonders. Taking an effort to understand and apply the same makes life simple. Thus simplicity becomes part of living….

Have a great week ahead..