Followers

Tuesday 31 July 2012

CHATTER BOX


                                                                                CHATTER BOX

           “I love those boxes! Belimme, I love them… they are talkative and sort of a nuisance, I agree! But you see, they are honest. In their swift and un-broken talk, they dump everything outta their hearts frankly. The irony is that they too don’t realize they are being frank in such a gush of their words… they forget to lie and that’s what makes them honest!


             A hearty chat with our beloved ones glorifies our character, makes us wipe others’ tears and makes us relieve ourselves from burdens and forget our own sorrows. Talking our heart out is the only way to give a rational vent to our imploding emotions and frustrations deep within! It’s a healthy habit. Let’s not have a misconception that talking burns our calories and triggers our appetite early. Let’s eat once more if that’s true, but let’s not give up on talking! Of course, silence is the best way to avoid problems… but what about the existing problems?! Here’s the cure… Talking! Keeping silence in the court of law too has some sections to prove even the innocent, guilty! Silence sometimes is lethal… especially silence of some so called wise!

               Talk, but see that you keep your thoughts really clean and genuine, because, with your mind obsessed with malice and unhealthy thoughts, you can’t express what is called ‘Good’. What’s on your mind is what’s in your words and what’s in your words is what that gets to the heart of people. So watch your mind and you will absolutely have no need to watch your words. A real chatter box is to have healthy thoughts in mind, is down-to-earth and empathetic!

                Only then, after a hearty chat we can discover the glare on our face and grace in our gestures, honesty in our looks and innocence of a cherubic kid in our smiles… we can feel our heart feeling light, light as a silvery cloud which has just poured the rain out, light as a feather from a tiny chick and light as feral fur, light as elegance of a fairy, light as a mother’s touch for her new born baby… Oops, I’m gonna get struck up in that ‘light’, if this goes on…

               Yeah, but I have just spoken my heart out… No wonder, I’m a chatter box too!”


                                                            "Comrade let's TALK!"



Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Sunday 29 July 2012

MUSIC, THE MANTRA!


                   Hey! How are you doing guyz?... mmmmm...We know that a sound is created when two hands meet! But something more.....is created when a finger and a key meet, when a finger and a chord meet, when a hand and a tabla meet, "when two heartz in love beat", and even when a body and fire meet.....right on pyre!

               Yup! I hope by now you'd have understood what I'm talking about. Yyyyes, it's MUSIC...the magic of music! I'm very passionate about music, coz 'music is a spring of life'! It gives u re-birth every other time you hear it, feel it and live it!! Therez music everywhere... in the plummeting waterfalls, chirping birds, whistling breezes, roaring thunders from the sky, splashing waves and... in every step of our life, right from the first cry we cry at our birth... to the end of life, when we'll be cremated on pyre!

        There are many known musical instruments in the world... Brass instruments like Trumpets, Trombones, cornets, tubas, flugel horns, mutes, horns... woodwind instruments - Bassoons, cor anglias, oboes, flutes, piccolos, clarinets, tenor saxophones.... stringed instruments-Violin, cello, double bass, viola, double bass bow, harp... Plucked string instruments - Guitars, accoustic guitars, dobro resonators.... Electronic guitars - Fender stratocaster, gibson les paul, fender jazz bass.... Key instruments - Concert grand pianos, organ consoles... Percussion instruments - Temple blocks, beaters, xylophones, tubular bells, tam-tam(gong), cymbals, maraca, triangle, castanets, vibraphone... Drums, snare drums, congas, timpanum(kettle drum)... Electronic instruments - Home keyboard, electronic drums, synthesizer, digital sampler, wind synthesizer.... and many more!

         Whatever the instrument is, music needs its energy for creation, but is alwayz free of cost to enjoy!! But, the only music free of cost even to create is the music born from hearts beating in love. And if something is available free of cost, it means it is available in abundance... obviously music of love is abundant! And when something is abundant we can share it with many. But, what really matters is that music of love turns much melodious and augments on sharing. Told you already, love is the only thing that can be divided endlessly and still not diminish... and so is music!

         
         Music of love dollops luxuriously down our eardrum, strikes our heart beneath and vibrates our thoughts towards innovative ideas and creates a difference, a wonder!! Give your precious hearts the special attention it deserves with the creamy and blossoming touch of music, enriched with love, making your spirits feel thoroughly massaged in heavenly bliss!!!

          Is it not how we can recognize someone we love? When we meet our soul mate, we can feel his or her heart beats echoing in synchronization with ours... A common, but unique feeling everyone in love will experience. But, the couples who enrich it mutually sustain it forever like an ever green song. There is music every where, every time...

              "The world lives at the cost of music b'coz it has the power to heal broken hearts and even raise dead alive!!!" I'm not referring to zombies, anyway! ;)... and dead in the sense, mentally dead entities, lovelorn ones and deserted people.

                 If you are in love, you can create magic from music, coz frenz!.. you and love are like a song and its melody... Everything about you is a perfect fit! The moments you share are full of joy and contentment....
      
         
                     "Friend, no wonder, you strike the right chord whenever you  and love meet!!"

                                               And music is not a fashion, but a passion!



Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

PASSIONS by Sudhira Spurthi K J | Foboko

PASSIONS by Sudhira Spurthi K J | Foboko

Regards...K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Saturday 28 July 2012

STUDENT


                                                                                               STUDENT 

         “I wish education was more empirical and outdoor. Yes, a student must learn things not only from books, but from everything, every walk of his life and even from other students. Because not all the answers for the challenges, one faces in his life are available in books. Books are only sources of information about things we cannot approach physically, until the time comes when we have to deal with them directly. So understand my dear, that books are only a part of our education. We gotta deal with many other things to make our education complete and more meaningful. And also remember that books can only give us knowledge, but not wisdom!


          And as students, we no need to have a grudge-full competition with other students. Because, no two students will have the same destination or future prepared. One will be a scientist and other will be an engineer or someone else tomorrow. So, why to compete with a train on other track? You may as well say, you are studying the same subjects and obviously there’s place for competition. Yes, you are right! But, what I say is that, there must be competition, not between you and another student, but between you yesterday and you today! Compare your yesterday’s progress with today’s, because the person, who stood as your competition may not be with you till the end and even if he stays till the end, he may not be a competition at all. But it’s you who stays with you always. Self-motivation and self-competition serve better! A simple logic we might have been ignoring since ages, but it really works once we start practicing it!


                   

           And it doesn’t mean you won, just because others lost.


           “You can still be a loser among a thousand losers and...

             You can still be a winner among a thousand winners!"

        It doesn’t mean you have reached your destination, because the train on the other track broke down. You are still where you are!
          So to be a winner, analyze your life yesterday, sort out things, minimize your mistakes to have an error free today and a peaceful tomorrow! Destroy the idea that top-scorers alone can get through life. What you study at school or college is quite different from what you have to deal with in future or after you get into a job.


          Lemme give you an example for a better understanding…       

       Tony topped Sciences all through his schooling and D’Souja used to fail now and then in Sciences. D’Souja always had doubts bubbling in him, which distracted his attention from his exams. But for Tony, exams were the end of the competition. He never thought about the topics he read, once the exams were over. He used to kick away the rails left behind once he had driven across them. After a few years both met at a trek in the woods. Tony was married and his kids came along with him. He was hostile with D’Souja and threw up attitude whenever D’Souja approached him in a humble way. Suddenly an unidentified snake came into the scene from nowhere, stinged one of Tony’s kids and vanished from the scene in no time! Tony immediately dialed 108, crying and gasping out of fear. He knew, he must first aid his kid, but didn’t know first aid of which kind should he carry out, for he didn’t know what kind of snake it was. But, D’Souja very composedly drew the belt out of his pants, tied it to the kid’s leg above the stings and sucked the venom out of him. His presence of mind saved the kid. Ambulance arrived!
        Tony was thinking about the snake, while D’Souja was thinking about the kid! ‘Priorities’ and ‘presence of mind’, which books cannot demonstrate! Poor Tony didn’t know the same first aid goes for any kind of snake bite! What good will it make if our education doesn’t come to our rescue when we need it, and if we don’t have the guts to use it wise at the times of challenge?! Tony had knowledge. D’Souja had wisdom!
            So, think buddy… “Nature gifts the smartest, not the first!”
          Tony learnt a lesson from D’Souja. Yes, we are still students even after our studious life in school or college or whatever it is, is over. Life still teaches us the biggest lessons, books cannot!
                         "And the competition is not yet over!




Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Thursday 26 July 2012

BUTTERFLY


                                                                            BUTTERFLY

          “Though we wake up the same every morning, every sunrise shows us into a new world, new happiness or new problems…every day! But for me, for years, every sunrise has shown me into same problems every day, but in a new way…

           I used to cry sometimes for a reason. Sometimes even more, not knowing at least the reason behind my tears! The later is the most hurting thing, I ever knew!! My misery had no measure and my laments had no leisure…”


Misery-Worry!

               “Far goes my story
                      and long goes my misery…
                      Forsaken was I!
               Far kept me, my worry,
                      the world to see my eye!!

               Tears alone filled my eyes,
                    Sorrow  alone filled my heart;
               Life destroyed by lies,
                    making my world fall apart!!

               Though I saw everyday sunrise…
                    yet no rise took its part,
               In taking away my everyday cries.
                    But only gave my tears another start!!”

I Worried About ThingsThat Never Happened!

        “As things I never worried about had happened in my past, I spent years worrying about things, even I’m not sure of happening, to happen in the future! But through years I’ve learnt that my worries changed nothing… I was happy and really enjoying myself when it was time to be happy. I was sad and crying when it was time to be real sad! The thing that should be taken into account is, neither of them lasted long… And neither had any considerable impact either in stopping something least expected to happen or permitting something I always longed for to happen!


I Realized Later!

           I only realized that happiness or sadness is just a state of mind that drifts away as conditions change, but what that still exist are time and future and the task ahead! So, I stopped thinking about my past that can’t stop my future and my future that can’t change my past… I started just enjoying the moment, sad or happy!




Struggling In Intuitive Exile!

           Like a maggot which struggles inside a cocoon, not even knowing what it is going to be in future and knows it was destined to be a brimful and colorful butterfly only after transforming into it, my heart too struggles a lot in the claws of bygone, rotten memories. And it’s only when I fight to get outta them, I realize that my heart was destined to be happier at the moment, which I too didn’t know earlier and until I fought for it!



Flipping & Flying!

           So, I realized finally, all that I need to do to be happy is just to change my thoughts. And to change my thoughts, I must fight for it. After such a profound fight in exile, I really find my heart flipping and flying like a butterfly!”



                “Thought makes all the difference!”



My Heart Is A Maggot!

“My heart is a maggot
    when my spirits leave me…
Venturing back into
    bygone rotten memories!
For I only beget
    luke warm tears for free…
My conscience cries too
    thinking of the injuries!!
 





Struck In Squishy Bogs Of Intuitive Exile!

                  Maggot in-articulated,
                      gone dumb by despair…
                  Struck in squishy bogs
                      of intuitive exile for eons!
                  And then the wings unfold
                      colorful in a pair…
                  Maggot flies out of the bogs
                      with a mild romance!!





Magic All Around!

And now my heart is light
    flying light as a butterfly…
Magic all around,
    spirits soaring high!
For maggot won the fight
    in the bogs, with a sigh…
A fight so profound,
     fought to do or die!”


Spirits Soaring High!


Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Wednesday 25 July 2012

MY COSY DEN

                                                          MY COSY DEN


           “Some guys rush to many parts of the world to know about the world… but I say, first know about yourself and you can know even better about the world… And if there’s any place that made me know about myself and what I am, it’s my little cosy den, my Room!



              It has been my best friend for ten years and has taught me things worth to live for a life time. I took my room for my world and thus everything outside it is a matter of curiosity, a matter of study and a matter of wonder to me,… even a twig that dries away in the garden, I can see from my window or even the slightest tickle, the breeze makes on my cheek, that billows in through the window!


          I got toys here, though lifeless, made my life by being the best company. The books on my shelves, the most patient friends ever. They never change, but give new and innovating ideas every other time I go through them. And every bit of my room is precious to me. There’s Winnie, the Pooh sleeping on the walls, Cinderella welcoming people at the door and Snow white on my ward robe… And there’s this Prince in my heart! Why will I ever dream of visiting ‘Disney Land’ then?!



          Some queer bugs and bees bustle into my den now and then… I fight them! Sometimes I dress up like a lady knight or a ninja and perform all funky and scary stunts over the mosquito-net iron frame work! The best action movie ever! Why will I ever dream of Hollywood again?! I cry and sometimes it rains, reminding me that someone’s there to share my sorrows. Though it doesn’t rain every time I cry, raining now and then sure means it did exist even when it didn’t rain too! The best hope ever!





       And what not, the sun rises on me, blipping through the leaves of a shady tree… The kooing koel adds glory to the moments! At dusk, I stand at the window enjoying each sip of hot coffee, probing each corner of all that I could see through my thoughts, born from the wafting aroma of my coffee. And if it’s on a rainy evening, no words to express the bliss! The best moments ever!


           Though most of the times, my room is shut to the rest of my home, it sure is open to the rest of the world. I’m home not when I’m home, but when I’m in my room! I walk like a clock work doll, collect things on the floor and clean it up. Take a pillow and dust my bed away…real time for a peaceful sleep! And then with my cheeks kissing the soft and silky, satin pillows, cuddling and snuggling in the blankets I see the Vanilla-ice cream ball in the sky with a mysterious blend of darkness around, playing peek-a-boo with me through the swaying trees… The best lullaby ever!


      

        Then, I wink twice or thrice and slowly make it to another world... only to dream my love and see that it comes true. One day I'll be surprised to see that I woke up with my head on my Prince's shoulders. There's a spark in my eyes and I see a want in his eyes!      How can I ever afford to dream these if it wasn't for my li'l cosy den?!......."



                    “Oh, I love to live there…                       

                            in my little cosy den!                     

                     And on earth, there’s nowhere…                      

                            rather, I could think of going when!!



 

     It’s a heaven’s microcosm…

           and my caring mother!

     Whenever my heart’s on a spasm…

           I long and rush is hither!!

 

People rush to many parts…

  of the world to see many things!

  But my den has shown me many arts…

  and my world to which my heart clings!!







It’s door may be shut or open…

  breeze may billow into it or not!

   But as I sit here, my thoughts deepen...

         into matters which break my trouble clot!!






               Books on shelves & clothes in wardrobes…

                          Toys on bed and clock on wall!

                And many more things which my heart probes

  Even in my fancies! Oh, it’s a cure all!”





My Prince!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Sunday 22 July 2012

MY DREAM


   MY DREAM

         “It seems that we dream at nights things we most think about… And that the things we most fear of and expect the least to happen come true! Yes… they start happening!! But this is the Dream I hope that never ever comes true!!!
     Its all about ‘hatred’ which with its temporary, but devastating lure gains possession of human heart and  thought and leaves them destine-less finally, giggling at their adversities!
     Love on the other hand lurks for a place in at least one human heart, because it’s the only place where it can survive. But people have already sold love away to lodge hatred in their hearts, enchanted by its lure!
     Love, finding no shelter, chokes and dies in the heat of burning hatred. It could as well have questioned the unfairness of humans, but it wouldn’t! Making sure that love is nowhere to find now, hatred starts destroying and killing every human heart…
 Though love blooms back, still people couldn’t make it as their hearts are already dead to lodge love. Why, only if they knew who loved them the most…love!
 Everybody is born from a mother, but not everyone get her love! Just because, she had passed away at their birth or left them for some reason… how unfortunate?! And if not only every mother, but also every other person widen the horizons of their love and include into it not only mother-less, but also love-less, then Earth will be a heaven, isn’t it?
 When a mother can share her love equally and even more potentially to any number of children born from her own womb, why not share it with one more child, not born from her own womb, but still needs and deserves love like hers?! Everybody is sure to leave this world alone one day, but the pathetic thing is to leave them live alone right in this world too!
 Love the ones who love you and love the ones who don’t love you even more, and more than the ones who love you, because like an arrow with double magnitude pointing at a direction nullifies the magnitude of another arrow pointing in opposite direction, love with double magnitude and dimensions nullifies hatred!!!
 Many factors can make us a ‘man’, but only love can make us a ‘human’! Can you imagine the human race to go on when the last tree is cut down and the last pond dries up? Even love cannot go on when the last heart dies! So don’t forsake love. When love starts forsaking, it forsakes all, because everybody’s equal in its view. Love…that cannot stay in one heart can stay in none!
So wish that my dream should never ever come true!!”
'People Forsaking LOVE!'

          “One day I woke up
          after a horrible sleep…
      The sleep that made me
          the whole next day weep!
      Weird pictures clouded
          my land of dreams…
      In which I witnessed
          world full of screams!!

      I saw forsaken love
          running helter-skelter…
      Looking for the one
          who could hold it!
      In vain, exhausted
          love found no shelter…
      But only saw penny-
          counting people, who sold it!!

      He envied ‘hatred’
          for he has won…
      all his children
          who once loved him!
      And now he had
          nothing, but none…
      Tears and agony
          filled him to the brim!!

      But he couldn’t shed
          even a tear…
      Nor could he raise
          his voice in pain!
      For his tears could
          turn on his people dear…
      and destroy them like
          a howling and drowning rain!!
'Burning Away LOVE Under Scorching SUN!'

      So he knelt before
          the scorching sun…
      who was in rage
          with the bankrupt world!
      To be burnt away
          when he got his turn…
      For he deserves it,
          as it was once told!!

      His heart broken
          and mind shaken…
      He gasped for place
          at least in one heart!
      Lo! But hatred
          has already taken…
      It’s place in every
          human’s thought!!

      The world woke up
          when love breathed its last…
      But realized their
          hearts being dead too!
      They regretted for
          they were being fast…
      to the destructing hate
          and its devilish woo!!

      Ponds dried up and
          mountains fell to the ground…
      Skies wept and
          thunders struck the earth!
      Love was lost
          and was never found…
      It could only come back
          if it had re-birth!!

      Though love bloomed
          back in resurrection…
      And got restored
          its past glory!
      Dead hearts still lay
          in confusion…
      And far went
          their painful story!!"

'Blooming LOVE!"
                                              "SAVE LOVE TO SAVE YOURSELVES...!"

                   Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.