Good things happen slowly
Wait for them
Reckless drivers risk their hold
Lose their way
The first-sight love washes away
Devotion stays
Step-by-step work for your goal
Learn details
Slow and steady wins the race
At a uniform pace
Things will come to you slowly
If they are for you
If not, they will leave your path
Slowly, move away
© 2016 Alka Girdhar
“Professor Dumbledore. Can I ask you something?”
“Obviously, you’ve just done so,” Dumbledore smiled. “You may ask me one more thing, however.”
“What do you see when you look in the mirror?”
“I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woolen socks.”
Harry stared.
“One can never have enough socks,” said Dumbledore. “Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.”
― from J.K. Rowling’s “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone”
And of course why would a person in dire need of some everyday useful things like food and clothing be happy with too many books. Or would they? Should they? Would you?
Be it Christmas or any other festival, gifts are tricky. Ironically, you may get a doubling or tripling of same or similar things. But you may never get what you want. It’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.
That is how life also works. Too many of unwanted things but not getting what you yearn for. Happiness can only be found by liking at least some of the less wanted things.
One thing that is wanted and needed by everyone, not only by those who have very less of it, but also by those who have enough of it…is Love. Dole it out this Christmas and New Year!
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For: Silver Threading’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday & Ronovan Writes’ BeWoW
As we read all the readily available good books written by great writers, we experience that writers and their books are like teachers that can change our lives without placing any conditions or restrictions upon us. No classes to attend, no exams to pass, no punishments whatsoever. They give but take back nothing in return.
A good writer’s great book stays on with us long after all our wonderful classroom teachers have physically gone out of our lives.
But like a not-so-good teacher, a bad book or an evil write-up has a full potential to harm us…what with no one to correct us or guide us, for no one will ever know what bad elements we got from some bad book (or e-book), while reading it in our cosy room.
And yet, as they say, education is the best gift to receive or give, and classroom teaching is one of the noblest professions where you can directly touch lives, esp. that of the very young who definitely need careful handling.
Hence, full regards to all the teachers in the world…to school, college and university teachers, to parents as teachers and to writers/bloggers as teachers.
(The 5th of September is celebrated as Teacher’s Day in India)
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For: Writer’s Quote Wednesday hosted by Colleen of silverthreading.com
Two Karmic Poems…
Karma, I learnt, is a real thing
You pay off all the debts you owe
You shall reap all that you sow
It all comes back, out that goes
History repeats itself
Till lessons are learnt.
If we don’t focus
Our toast will be burnt
Everyday, karma shows its ways
The day I sleep late, I wake up late.
If I give love, I get love
They give me hate, I give hate
To improve my karma
I will have to change.
They may give hate or disdain
I should give love and care
If others hurt me, I instantly cry
If I hurt others then also I cry.
To change my karma, I’ll now change
If others hurt me, I’ll never cry
Law of Karma sets me free
I have free-will to create my life.
If I change my habits now
It can improve my future life
Karma says, you do things
but aren’t the doer, He does it all.
Stay detached, work without desires
And you shall never fall…
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Karma chameleon changes colour
As per your own karma.
Presence of good deeds is good karma
Presence of bad deeds is bad karma
Absence of bad deeds, good karma?
Absence of good deeds, bad karma?
Doing no deeds, is also karma
Thoughts and intentions also karma
Good thoughts are good karma
Bad thoughts are bad karma
Your karmic blunders ripple
to your children’s karma.
As they pay and emulate
the exemplar of your karma
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So you agree with my above thoughts? Feel free to comment and share your views.
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I’m getting addicted to writing Haikus though still not sure about rules for a Haiku.
Playing the game without knowing rigid rules and winning it too.
For Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge, this week the two words provided were:
MISS & PAST
Here’s my bunch lot:
1). miss you because
the past is gone
will forever miss you
2). missed my dad for years
relived the past often
often had tears
3). all that is gone
is past and bygone
miss it, be woebegone
4). time sneaked past me
was gone too soon
a case of hit and miss
5). do not miss the past
live in the present
eyes on the future
In my first two Haikus I do not regret remembering the past, I’m allowing myself to be nostalgic about all those people I loved, family or friends, who are no more a part of my present life. Thus I accept the act of missing the past. The first Haiku also shows the time continuum, as the act of missing occurs because the ‘past is gone’ but the missing will continue in the future too. Life is one big whole from past to future.
In my next three Haikus I adopt a tone of either regret and denial or a realisation and wisdom about transitory nature of life, also practicality about how realistic we ought to be.
But hey!! My words for this Haiku Challenge are one too many, like always. This time I tried to put lesser explanation as these Haikus are pretty much self-explanatory. Moreover, I need to curb my need to explain. I have been a teacher thrice in my life, but each time it was for a short time. Forced to leave as moved to a different city each time.
haunting past dreams
unfulfilled desires
missed opportunities
Therefore, the teacher in me can’t help coming out to sermonize. You all are free to stop me anytime I explain too much. Just raise your hand and say to me:
Miss!! you spoke too much
it’s past your class time
off you go please
Ok I heard it. I will leave soon, before you get haiku overdose.
Just this last bit…this one’s a bit off-track though:
I checked the full list
of all the past miss worlds
she is the best fit
That’s it. Thanks for reading it so patiently.
Please feel free to comment, discuss and share your views on any of my posts.
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Quotes from The Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullogh, who passed away two days ago.
1). “..the best is only bought at the cost of great pain…or so says the legend”
2). “If you love people, they kill you. If you need people, they kill you. They do, I tell you!”
3). “You still think love can save us. It’s more killing than hate. Hate is so clean, so simple. Like being in the ring. With hate, you just keep hitting. You hit until they stop hitting back. With love…they never stop.”
4). “But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know…we understand…and still we do it. Still we do it.” (destructive love) .
5). “Twelve thousand miles of it, to the other side of the world. And whether they are home again or not, they would belong neither here, nor there, for they would have l lived on two continents and sampled two different ways of life.”
6). “Each of us has something within us which won’t be denied, even if it makes us scream aloud to die. We are what we are, that’s all. Like the old Celtic legend of the bird with the thorn in its breast, singing its heart out and dying. Because it has to, its self- knowledge can’t affect or change the outcome, can it? Everyone singing his own little song, convinced it’s the most wonderful song the world has ever heard. Don’t you see? We create our own thorns, and never stop to count the cost. All we can do is suffer the pain, and tell ourselves it was well worth it.”
The Legendary Thorn Bird by tree bird
Slowly
Magnanimous Word 