Category: Philosophy

  • Poetry – Pablo Neruda

    Read a lot of Neruda poems in the past few days. Here are some lines I liked.

    Poetry

    And it was at that age…Poetry arrived
    in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where
    it came from, from winter or a river.
    I don’t know how or when,
    no, they were not voices, they were not
    words, nor silence,
    but from a street I was summoned,
    from the branches of night,
    abruptly from the others,
    among violent fires
    or returning alone,
    there I was without a face
    and it touched me.

    Saddest Poem

    I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
    My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

    Someone else’s. She will be someone else’s. As she once
    belonged to my kisses.
    Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

    I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
    Love is so short and oblivion so long.

    Love Sonnet XVII

    I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
    I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
    so I love you because I know no other way

    in which there is no I or you
    so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand
    so intimate that when you fall asleep it is my eyes that close

    ~Pablo Neruda~

  • Don’t Dance So Fast

    Was reading through Dexterous Doings, when I came across these lines.

    When life is zooming by and we’re caught up in it all, the pigeon reminds me to slow down, relax, take it easy. Actually enjoy the moment we are in right now. It’s the only one we’ve got.

    Reminded me a lot of two things. First, an email forward claiming to be poem from a terminally sick child. Whatever be the truth behind the mail, the poem, Slow Dance, is one of my favourites.

    You better slow down
    Don’t dance so fast
    Time is short
    The music won’t last

    Next, it reminded me a great deal of the song “I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker” by Sandi Thom.

    When music really mattered and when radio was king,
    When accountants didn’t have control
    And the media couldn’t buy your soul
    And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything

    Seems like we focus too much on the destination and forget to enjoy the journey. As they say, the problem with rat race is, that even if you win you are still a rat.

  • You‘re just oblivious

    From Vantage Point:

    D: I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn’t have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want.

    K: She thought you were pathetic.

    D: That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That’s what I decided a long time ago.

    Awesome piece. I really do not know what Orchid Thief is, but I am keen to find out.

  • What to do when in doubt?

    Gaping Void always brings a smile to my face. Here is yet another example. Reminds me of Infosys Orientation. They said, “When in doubt, don’t.” I think I like this one better.

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  • Bike or a Car?

    I would always prefer a bike to a car. I mean I would always prefer an Enfield to any other Indian car or a Harley V-Rod to any other car. Given below is the reason.

    You see things vacationing on a motorcycle in a way that is completely different from any other. In a car you’re always in a compartment, and because you’re used to it you don’t realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You’re a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame.

    On a cycle the frame is gone. You’re completely in contact with it all. You’re in the scene not just watching it, and the sense of presence is overwhelming. That concrete whizzing by five inches below your foot is the real thing, the same stuff you walk on, it’s right there, so blurred you can’t focus on it, yet you can put your foot down and touch it anytime, the whole thing, the whole experience, is never removed from immediate consciousness.

    For those who know me, this is from some book you can easily guess. Others, go Google it!! The book was given to me by Nawani. Thanks. It is just great.