Wednesday 31 December 2008

Venturing into New year.

At this time i principally like to do two things try to look at the past year and have a little outlook for the next.Both of them are distorted by my perspective.Looking at the past is a real challange.It has a great oppurtunity concealed to learn from it but tends also to leave a sort of remanant of the times.I normally handle this by ignoring or suppressiong this.But this year i simply have learnt that may be i have to handle it a little diffrently.
I and My companion,http://video.google.com/videosearch?q=eyes+of+the+tiger+rocky+&emb=1&aq=0#, are currently pondering about the color i attribute to the past year.I think the sound and the words of the song makes more justice to the mood.I have an wierd urge this day,that is to face the dawn of the new year.Just came back from Nockerberg with a kind of empty fulfilled feeling.
Lemme thinka little about the resolutions for the new year,i would like to make and stick by it.But so many times i just have failed to execute it.But still a ritual of making one is no less satisfying.Yatishwaranand Dada told me to be a little disciplined.I didnt nor do understand what exactly he meant.Like so many hints that i seem to take and interprete i wish to also do this one more diligently this time around.I have no preset goal in my mind.But the end is to walk through the path like cosmic will intends me to.
I think last year is a great year for many reasons.I will dwell into it when i am sure of many things.I would term the year as the year of sprouting.This one was more a sort of organic sprouting,i just react to things without trying to control them.This has been so unlike me but i also like to be unlike me.I think i tried to loose my religion. Ihttp://video.google.com/videosearch?q=losing%20my%20religion%20rem%20&emb=1#
On my spritual aspect i think i have made some small steps.

courage,
sorry for keeping this incomplete,thats me,i go away with a feeling,i have hard time coping.

Friday 19 December 2008

Provocations as stimulant to thought

Transgression,Provokation,rebellion are far more potent than an absolute state of knowledge.


I spoke to Georg,who is a dramatist and stage actor, yesterday and realized a new perspective to things.He wasnt very generous in the amount of words he spent to bring out the thought.He resembled a painter with limited means making most of colors he has.I guess language -English- was the reason,how epxressive or inexpressive a person is made due to an affliance to a native language.Bewilderment and scorn,


The crux of the conversation i carry out of the interaction was provocations being a norm.


How strong is provocation when it still is one.People need to be provoked.This crystalizes the mist.It condenses the thought.It vaporises the irrelavants.Dramatics,Poetry





Bernhard Shaw,Kuvempu,a succesful artist has to be surrounded by sharp critic.


I start writing not to be succesful,but for enjoyment.I will someda





Coming back Achim made a small but very relevant coment about possesing and letting go of things.The effort for both is same since it is a selfregulating system.since the element common in both acts is the same individual so it is an individual inherant trait.






Rebellion as a norm

Friday 5 December 2008

how do i call my blog

Netra asked me how i called my blog.I didn't know that i was supposed to call it something.
She somehow made me realize that i had orphaned my blog.I hate incompetent parenting.
How can a conceiver do some thing and fail in his basic responsibility of providing the identity.
I am not sure if name accomplishes that,but lack of name gives a stark indication that this entity wasn't meant to be.But still i felt i come from a culture where any newborn is named after sometime.Maybe 3 months.But my blog is still a month old.Now i sit and think what do i call it.

I called it "Begin of Blogging" when i posted the first blog.This is like the pet names many of us carry.My masi's called me Bunty.My atte's didnt bother to call me anything other than papu.A common name most of the kids in karnataka are called.In comparision Bunty was a little special,but latter i found out that there are more than a million buntties in India.So i wanted to give my blog a special name, an unique name a charming name.Like most of the times,i am more at a loss of words than at a loss of thought.

I am very sure that I never wanted to call it" Begin of Blogging",but i ended up doing so.Isn't it like this in most aspects of life that we don't know how to do something and then we are struck with a default state.Most parents take advantage of this very weakness and feed children to religion or maybe feed children with religion.I am happy and thankful to all people who shake my slumber and make me realise that the state i occupy is a default state,which lacks vigor.

Further Jolly told me yesterday that to live a life person need two things.Strong Roots to be grounded and Wide feathers to explore the world.His statement made me realize that i posses an abnormally strong root and a meek wings.I wanted to find a word for this thought but i think one can only paint rather than express in words.

I wanted to call it random strokes of brush,but i know i really don't paint thoughts always.

As the motivation of blogging was to enhance my ability to compose i thought i call it Improviastions.I almost froze this one.Took a look at the preview,i thought it was cool.But from somewhre a lightening of guilt struck me.I thought i have a concept which i can only express in my native language.Even there i cant sound sophisticated but i can be more content.
I tried footprints,impressions,trail,and most of the words from dictionary.com.But i felt nothing cameclose to kandana Hejja.
"Kandana Hejja",I decided to stick to it as this comes from mothertongue.Even though sometimes I feel that I have been unjust to this language, I feel that this language has been very unfair to me.Unfair in the sense that It for me seems more difficult than to my sister or many people i know.I never figured out why but i must also admit that i didnt make much effort to correct the anamolous state.Some day i will do it.But today i know that this is the language that comes to my aide when i want to express someting and am incompetant to do in most languages which i believe to know.Not olly does this term come from Kannada but it also expreses aptly my endeavour.It aptly describes my act of blogging.
KANDANA HEJJA

some random thoughts

Albert Einstein
...one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires. A finely tempered nature longs to escape from the personal life into the world of objective perception and thought.
http://www.heartquotes.net/Einstein.html

Traits of a monk.

...Art to be a monk is to unbase the securities of life from the material possesions,such as wealth,home and children ,is to unbase the interaction with each manifest entity from the common clutters of social standing,recognised rationality and accepted or acknowledged intelligence,is to enable oneself undergo the innumerous transformations in an easy way,is to venture into a anxietyfree and desireless life, and is to posses the trait of rational discrimination and detachment.

Henry Ford.
....“Failure is the opportunity to begin again more intelligently.”