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Life.

A story translation of a foward I received …

The Desert

A man was walking through a desert under the scorching sun. The intense heat and thirst parched his throat, and no matter how much he searched, he couldn’t find water. The water he had brought with him had run out, leaving his tongue dry. Desperately, he wandered around, hoping to find water somewhere.

In the distance, he saw a hand pump and thought he could drink water there. He rushed toward it, only to find no trace of water around the pump. Near the hand pump, he found a bottle of water. As he reached out to take it, he noticed a signboard nearby.

The board read:
“You can drink the water in this bottle, but if you pour it into this pump and start pumping, a spring will flow from within. You will have more than enough water to quench your thirst.”

Confused and hesitant, he stood there, unsure of what to do. Gathering his courage, he poured the water from the bottle into the pump and began pumping. On the first attempt, nothing happened. Nor on the second. But on the fifth attempt, water gushed out! Overjoyed, he drank the water to his heart’s content and filled all the bottles he had brought with him.

Before leaving, he refilled the same bottle, placed it back near the pump, and wrote on the board:
“This is true! I experienced it myself.”

Life is like this desert. There are pumps and bottles placed along our journey. Those who drink only from the bottle and move on miss the joy of the spring. But those who dare to pour the water into the pump experience the bliss of abundance and fulfillment


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Nostalgia

A throwback…

I have fond memories of black and white photographs taken by my dad in his old box camera. The three pictures that I can quickly recollect are a representation of my world back in the era of black and white. Be it watching the swaying coconut trees and the shimmering water on moonlit nights, or the artistry of those antique time pieces collected by my grandfather and of course those lively evenings in my childhood years, where the old gramophone would play so invitingly that we would all be waltzing and jiving away to evergreen hits. Yes nostalgia filled me in those verses, but with happy memories.

Black and white photography

An art form for a connoisseur

Aesthetics of understanding

Of the clarity of line

That plays hide and seek

So much resemblance

To the wisdom of time.

In seeking is the blending

Of reflections dissolving

Ever so hard to pin down

Faded visions blurred memories

Reminding of colour through our senses

Perspectives differ in the past recalled

Comparisons translucent in the semi presence.

An important feature

Are the shades of grey

Areas masked and marked,

Blurring to focus

Uncaliberated and undeliberated

Between the lines

Adding enigma

Surreal feelings

A take back in time

Of notions in nostalgia.

 Savvy

 


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Inside Outside

Glimmers of light
Sparking through thoughts
Colours of hope
Emerging through the words
Balancing the energy
Within and around
Connecting in communion
Between and betwixt
Infinite is the potential of light
That shines inside outside

Savvy

Do read Inside Outside  part 1


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Inside Outside

Today I thank in gratitude

The power of the mind

The heart and the spirit

Our body is blessed

With many gifts of the soul

Which we are yet discovering

The strength of intentions

The power of intuition

Of conscious awareness

In practice of mindfulness

Of possibilities in our potential

In the movements of stillness

In the stillness of moves

In the silence of meditation

All, in this journey within

Betwixt inside outside & beyond…

Savvy


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View from the top

How different is the view

From every angle in sight?

What makes it so stark in contrast

And so varied in interpretation?

How the colours of life change?

How easy it is to believe,

What you see as the truth,

That nothing else could be reality?

What you see from the mountain

Is different from the plain.

The eyes are the same.

But the perception is different.

Savvy


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Awakening the senses

A scent that calls in a deeper breath…while savoring the sensation…

‘Petrichor’ is one of the fragrances  that is earthy yet divine to me . There is something  grounding and yet ethereal in its ephemeral  smell. Taking me to places and spaces I cannot fathom, yet moves me.Evoking emotions in the  memories and invoking pleasant feelings of playing in the fields following  the first rain. I am also reminded of green woody forests,with tall trees, where the  air is pristine and pure.


I sense the freshness of first rain on earth in its smell enveloping me. Just a whiff and it transports me to many realms of my own being, as it invigourates me.
I can never stop appreciating it… and can never have enough  of it.

Do you like the fresh fragrance of first rain on dry earth?

What emotions are evoked in you?

Do share your thoughts…

Savvy  Raj


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What do you see?

What’s the first thing that comes to mind?

Is it the nature of the land?

Do you sense the sandstorm?

Do you see the vivid colours of the womens clothes juxtaposed against the barren land?

Do you see them huddle together taking refuge with no where to go?

This picture evokes emotions.

The wind, the women

Heads to toe covered 

Yet braving the sun barefoot 

The sand across the land

The parched dry pots.

What else do you see?

©Savvy Raj

I received this intriguing photograph as Social Media forward.

Image Credits to the Unknown Photographer.


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Travel On…

I wrote this poem back in time after an unexpected opportunity to travel set me off across exploring unforgettable places and spaces on my own.

Yesterday as I was conversing with one of my earlier dance student and friend now, he somehow reminded me of this poem again , as he  has been traveling the length and breadth of India on a bike, covering over 80% of India.

While I wait to see his photo shares and hear more from him about his experience in the journey.

Thought of sharing my verses  again.

Travel On

If you are given an opportunity to take a journey

Take it, for you meet many versions of you.

Along the road.

Some you cherish, some cherish you.

Some that change you and some that you change.

Fear not the travel or the traveling…

For one thing is certain

You come away enriched and wiser in every journey.

Travel to liberate yourself
From self assumed notions
To see the light on the other side
There is much to unlearn and unbox
As you travel yield in to the insights
Travel every once in a while if opportunity arises,

Take the chance,
You are richer in your explorations much as your experiences.
Travel on …

©Savvy Raj


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Sensing peace

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…

Savvy


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Wisdom of the Stars

Every night sky

Infinite stars twinkle

There is wisdom in their light

To shine from wherever you are

Each star emits their own starlight

Together they fill up the night sky

With the wonders of a starry night.

©Savvy Raj


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Wisdom of Change

The Desert Wisdom


With the singing sands


Below the feet


Where the winds blows


Tuning in to the changes


Slipping in through

The sands of time

Dancing in the dunes

Is the wisdom of the flow

Nothing is what it seems

The desert tests the spirit

To transform the being

The desert teaches…

The many ways of survival.

Through the wisdom in change.

©Savvy Raj


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Souls Purpose

A writers soul emerges through the words written .
A painters soul emanates from between the colours in the canvas
The potters soul is afire in the fingers shaping the clay.
The singers soul breathes in the sounds created by the voice.
The dancers soul flows through in every movement in the moments.

The Soul is a restless wanderer
It breathes free not in captivity,
But in every movement of creation.
It cannot be fathomed or even sensed
Other than in the light of passion in the being.
For then the soul shines in its own light
For it has found its purpose of being.

©Savvy Raj


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Power of Sounds

There is something about sound
That the world again is waking up to these days…

Wherever you go
You hear the sounds of music

Healing through harmony
And the magic in the melodies.

Reviving and regenerating us
All is in the energy of the sounds.

Sounds that move us within & beyond
All effects of resonance in our cells

Sensing the sounds in stillness
Sensing in the movements too…

Music heals the spirit & soul.
Such is the power of sound.

© Savvy Raj


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Unbound…

Borders marked on maps


In time get etched onto our minds


But our heart knows not borders


Hope the heart leads


For then, the way appears


To bond without being bound

To fly free like a bird.

Unbound…

©Savvy Raj


Sometimes comments to your posts can be a fodder for thoughts in synthesis…

I thank my good friend Fredrick from Katiemiafrederick.wordpress.com for the inspiring comment 🕊️🙏🕊️ on my yesterdays blog In flights of fancy /

A part of this poem began as a reply comment that turned into a post.


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In flights of fancy…

A flying bird’s perspectives are different from the ones on land.

Here is one such inspiration from up above…

You see states and nation across

I see endless land from up above

You see borders with rivalry

I see nature in different forms

From up close and afar.

I see humans with humanity

And at times without it too…

All of my life I have travelled

Across many a continents

In flights of freedom

High up in the air

With the wind in my wings

The sun moon & stars

And the sky for company

Flying high and low

A wanderer I am

And whenever I am tired

I choose to land

When and where I please.

There is no stopping me…🕊️

©Savvy Raj