PURNAMIDAM - mindlessly mindful

  On a bright Sunday morning of 11 dec 2022, I joined my mother to a #citywalk in #Thane, the famous #LakeCity. It was the first time other way round that my mom had invited me to some nature sensitive event. Her ex-colleague Nutan Bandekar , a school principal had organized the #ThaneLakeDarshan . She was not only the driving factor of this event but is a self-made environmentalist & author who has done extensive research & published books on the lakes of Thane. She also runs a roof-top kitchen garden on her school terrace. We started at 8 in the morning & probably went on till 8 in the evening. 40 people turned up. Some, her school colleagues some nature enthusiasts, individuals, local reporters and nature groups like Hirva Swapna, Menon’s Environment Exclusive (MEE) & Earth4Ever Conservation Foundation. One of the enthusiasts had visual impairment, such is the passion of those truly drowned in the natural beauty of this Lake City. Thane has in total 40 to 42 lakes

  At times like green glass, at times like blue, Shattering against rocks, can be put together by no glue. Deep in the center are galloping waves, Rocking my boat and my gut in similar ways. Should I write ‘gut’ or should I write soul? I think they are the same, but I cannot think for sure, Cause hanging on to dear like is the only goal.   Mountains of dark water, in the middle of nowhere, Like sand dunes of a dessert, the ocean looks just the same. Beyond the perfectness of this world, my imperfections you crave. Constantly challenging me to be brave. Absolute surrender, nothing less. And only love, nothing more. Isn’t this what you demand?   There is fear, but there is respect There is love too, but to understand it, I do not expect. So, I blurt in my expansive trance, “Take me!” I say, knowing entirely well, I am still a novice in this dance. Now I sit down again at a safe shore, I see you; I feel you, I feel the fear too with every crashi

  Today I visit, alone. Probably my 1st time since the last 4 months or so of me being here. Alone is always so different. I share this small house with another girl. It gets extremely faint light. The windows are placed wrong. She has gone to her home town. Since the last week the house is also alone with me. I love it. Now I am here, sitting alone in the Sun for a while. Watching your world move by ever so slowly next to me. The winter Sun moves slowly too. It’s good I don't have to change my spot so often. Damn! It’s moving now. My spot is partially shaded now and the cool breeze is amplified. But I don’t wanna move! The Sun moved behind a tree. It’s so much easier to stare at it now from behind the leaves. The floor is full of tiny seedlings making the perfect preamble for the spiders to weave their glistening silver. It’s like a floor of woven silver silk swaying in the breeze. It’s not a carpet its more like the lasered floor of mission impossible. The silver laser escaping y

  Universal love isn’t about being a gullible fakir, an all-pervasive self-inflicted pain in the process to prove how big your heart is. It isn’t about being the damsel who loves the beast enough to turn him into a prince. And it definitely isn’t about being powerless, but instead, about being powerful as I knowingly surrender. So, no I won’t say, “I love you no matter what. I will love you in spite of all your darkness and hurt you cause me.” Instead, I will say, “I love” and that’s it, “I love because I see. I love, be it darkness or light because they both exist. I love neither to be hurt nor to be healed but because I exist. I am not proving any point to you; I am not proving my love to you. It ain’t “see after all this I am still here for you”. It is rather “I am here, because I want to be, not because I want to show you that I can stay and definitely not because I have nowhere else to go, but because I exits in here. I exist in now. And it’s all here baibe, it’s all here” O