forever hopeful looking at life with gleaming eyes
Life is such a wonderful experience and so short. How and why is it that we, the most intelligent species on this planet (what we believe of course) lose that gleam in the eye that was filled with endless adventures and mysteries to be experienced and just let go of everything during the course of our life. Strange isn’t it?
I have always been attracted by squirrels for their boundless energy. Their zest leaves me wondering if its not always food they are searching for but something eternal just beyond our grasp.
According to popular myths and legend the stripes of a squirrel is the result of Lord Ram (of Ramayana fame)caressing the squirrel after helping in his/her own way by dropping small stones when the bridge to Lanka was being constructed.
A moments rest For the restless being To keep fluttering again
Life maybe a constant run but then one needs to stop and appreciate all of it by really knowing the moments.Nothing is as truly alive as a butterfly fluttering from flower to flower. Yet one needs to stop sometimes and smell the roses or in my case coffee, tea or booze :). Sometimes nature itself comes to a stand still. Even the Lord had to rest on the 7th day right.
After all this thought let me assure you , I follow this only when I work :D.
The festival of words comes to a close today. Even the Lord had to take rest on the 7th day ! I started the festival with a dance and today its “curtains down”. It was fun and it’s kept me blogging everyday. Lets see what comes now.