Imagining peace Soothing the spirit Calming the senses A river of joy flows through In the sweet sounds of music Memories of many melodious moments Fleeting by in the harmony of the flow…
Try growing a bamboo plant. Water it regularly. Seasons will come n go. It will stay adamant without even growing an inch taller. For four years it will stay the same. One has to have patience watering it for four years. Nothing will happen to make you happy. On the fifth year the magic will happen. On the next season it will start to grow. Not an ordinary growth. In one year it will reach a height of 80 feet
How a plant which remained dormant for the first 4 years could reach this magical height in the fifth year.
There lies Nature’s secret.. The wonder of Creation.
The first four years the plant prepares a strong base inside the earth. For it’s astonishing growth in the fifth year it needs strong root base to hold it’s height . The patience it has is for the initial four years is for it’s sustenance in the following years.
That’s the reason when it reaches great heights in the fifth year it never collapses or fall down.
Patience is a virtue that creates great heights in success. Never be in haste to grow and expand until you create a strong foundation & groundwork for your growth. Then nothing can stop ur growth and success.
Any technological l advancement calls for updating of skills and most of all adaptability.
Adaptability of any new technology calls for embracing change and developments in both actions & attitude…
For adaptability calls for new learnings with the curiousity of an optimist. A willingness to uncover the new. to acknowledge with enthusiasm In exploration and discovery Of the potential possibilities. And the acceptance of errors & misses inspite of the best efforts & most of all a relentless development of resilience to bounce back on the path.
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Are we actually simplifying complexities or complicating simplicity?
Simplicity dwells in complexity,
And complexity is just tangled simplicity
In the designer’s intelligence.
Both dance hand in hand.
The meaning we choose to perceive,
The connect we choose to establish,
The intention we choose to deduce,
At a point in time
Can make it irrefutably simple
Or irrefutably complex to understand.
The simple truth holds all the complex potential
In an untangled arrangement.
The very arrangement is fodder for imagination
For continuity in ingenuity.
In the momentum of thoughts,
The complex gives birth
To new pathways in the patterns,
Promoting in the propelling
A curiosity in exploration
Of simplifying the confounding complexities.
History is replete with stories
Of complicating the simple truth
Of the being… in the boggling for answers
In refuting and relegating
Our beautiful ball of blue.
This Circle of nature was assumed
Once as square in shifting perspectives.
Meaning perceived in perspective dimensions,
Unfolding with the understanding of that era,
Moving on in time to deconstruct the construction
Of breaking down codes of assumption,
Of restructuring in the resurrection,
Of recognition and the refuting
To understanding the circles of yin and yang,
The dance of polarity,
The duality of nature,
Death and birth
As part of the circle of oneness
Of life and living.
The simple resides in the complex.
The complex is just simple turned upside down.
Perhaps as the humankind increased in numbers,
The simple was too profound
To answer the multitude of mulling thoughts.
In different directions
Due to the innate nature of man
To wonder in awe
And thus, the simple no longer seemed simple.
To solve the emerging enigmas,
Delving into the simple,
Intelligent design was questioned
In scientific temperament,
In philosophical propositions,
Until creativity created connections
And new expressions in the exploration
To deduce, deduct and denote
Infinite patterns of potential,
Making sense of uniqueness in the self-similarity
As the irrefutable simplicity of it all.
In the search for answers
To simplify the complex
Or to complicate the simple,
Many paths present themselves.
Every path is infinite in possibilities.
The question is are we ready to walk the path,
And what we evolve into while walking the path of choice.
In search of simple truths, we encounter the magnitude of complexities underlying simplicity. Simplicity elegantly serves itself, but the paradox of simplicity is in the complexities of finding meaning and accepting such simplicity as the ultimate truth of being.
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