Broken Symphony...

Photo by - Endevourme

Last year i happened to go to tanjawur. And i got this flute outside tanjavur temple. As soon as we reached home,i took the flute out and there it was in my hands! my first ever musical instrument! i tried to blow air through it, trying to get some flute-like sound. But..I kept blowing and blowing and what kept coming was just phoo phoo. After sometime i thought, after all it takes some practice and soon i will be able to get something out of it. Suddenly the lights went out and there i was, sitting and waiting on the floor in my room. After waiting for sometime in vain, i got up and started searching for candle in the darkness. As a rule candles always vanish after the lights go out, maybe because they are afraid of fire but it must be somewhere, it must be, and so i kept searching. And suddenly in that darkness, there came a sound, it came from the flute...sound, not the melodious sound of flute, not even 'phoo' but a 'kadak!'. It took me a whole second to grasp that in that darkness, i had actually stomped over my first ever musical instrument!
I simply gave up and never ever thought doing anything with it till i found it yesterday. I tried to 'phoo' but now it sounds better that my erlier 'phoo', and i wonder why. It has a big crack now and maybe i will keep it with me till i get a new one. I think maybe , just maybe... phooing is better than being silent.

My 100th post...

Picture Courtesy - Taare Zameen Par
Though i dont believe in whole numbers, 100 is quite a milestone :D!!

Now its almost 2 years i have been blogging. When i read old posts i can see so much i have changed. And its really amazing how the same person can see the same world so much differently. Its correct, we dont have to be somebody in particular to succeed and thats the beauty of it.
Life has changed, it has become steadily better. And the better it becomes the less i write. Maybe this is how goodness protects itself, maybe...
Where my life will proceed i dont know. And i think this uncertainty is what makes our life interesting cause we dont know what will happen in the future.
I am not boasting but I really think that the picture represents me, endevourme, the most beautiful person i have ever found. He is nothing in particular, he may never be somebody great, he also will be lost in time one day and nobody will know...but...then...nothing lasts forever...nothing. And everything gets forgotten. And thats why its worth trying, trying to be human, trying to be good, because even if we dont succeed, it doesnt matter cause someday everyone will be forgiven and everything will be set right. And i am proud of being what i am cause...i tried...
There are very few who can smile so innocently as the boy in the picture. A smile, not of survival but of celebration. A smile that makes all the struggle worth it and sets everything right.

Afternoon tea party...

Photo by - Endevourme

Clean joy and clear sorrows. No cloud of unnecessory emotions, no fog of confusions. Just a steady, consistant, powerful existance.

Its so much fun to be alive, isnt it? :)

Mirrored in dreams...

Photo by - Endevourme
If you dont know what you are missing, then you wont miss it.
- Doris Lessing

...and the more you dream, the more you know what you are missing.