These days I am engrossed with nature’s play of regeneration. A brown coloured bird, maina, had laid five eggs, in the ventilator of my toilet. The mother always took me as intruder and raised alarm each time I entered the toilet. I was not lesser happy than the mother, when one after another, five small featherless birds came out of the eggs. Their arrival has made the environment colourful. At every slightest sound they happily chirp raising their heads, opening their tiny yellow coloured beaks wide and stretching their necks, as long as they can. Their eyes are still close their bodies are growing golden feathers, slowly golden colour is converted in to grey but their wings are still like small arms though each day the feathers on them are denser. Their mother brings food for them which, mostly consists of insects and larvae. They rejoice her arrival by shouting. She breaks the food into pieces and distributes it to everyone, evenly. I silently watch the show of love and affection as inside being dark it’s not possible for the mother to see me, Thanks to wire-mesh fitted in the ventilator. I can have closer look of the nest kept in five feet some inches high ventilator. Whenever i enter the toilet the small bird shout thinking me to be their mother but mother isn’t relying on me she makes noise to keep me away, if she caches me ‘red handed’ perhaps she has doubts on my intentions. I wonder how a mother protects and cares for her children for their security she doesn’t trust anyone. Motherhood is a gift which God has bestowed only on females, males of all species can be envious of it. But I salute you motherhood.
Change is the rule of nature... if not done in positive direction... it takes its own course
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Wednesday, 15 September 2010
Power of Imagination
Power of imagination is unlimited. Where human civilisation has reached, is only due to imagination. I recently witnessed a show of powerful imagination. It was in Swaminarayan temple, Gandhinagar, a laser show on the screen of water fountains. ‘Sat-chit-anand’ BAPS (Bochasanwasi Akshar Puroshattam Sanstha) has named it so meaning existence, consciousness, and bliss respectively. It is a spectacular show which is held in every evening, barring Monday, after sun set. The show has been produced by BAPS Swaminarayan Sanstha in Creative and Technical collaboration with ECA2, a world-renowned creative agency from France. With a 130-feet wide and 70-feet high water screen, around 4,000 nozzles, 2,000 lights, over 100 pumps, 160-feet long sea-of-fire, it becomes enchanting. The concept is beautifully crafted. The presentation is a story from Upnishada which runs around a debate between a nine year old boy, Nachiketa and Yama, the god of death. The show claims to be first spiritual show of its kind. The white screen becomes colourful and lively when laser beams fall over it. I was wondering if Yamdoots and Yama would scare the kids but they are so lightly and funnily presented so as not to make them scary. Impressed by the child’s courage and truthfulness Yama asks him to express his three wishes which he promises to fulfil. Everything was fine till Yama answered third wish of the lad.... here it looked like the show was ended abruptly. But if you visit Gandhinagar don’t miss to witness this spectacular show and the power of imagination.
Friday, 3 September 2010
अनमोल वचन
Some times some things catch our attention, this happened to me recently while orkuting. I was reading some jokes in a community and I found this interesting collection, the post was created by one Mr Mittal. I tried to thank him for the post but he had set privacy for his scrap book so I do it here, nice collection Mr Mittal.
मृत्यु आनुवांशिक बीमारी है।
तन्दुरुस्ती वह चीज है जिससे आपको यह मालूम होता है कि साल का यही बेहतरीन वक्त है।
कुछ फिल्मी सुन्दरियां मन्दिर में भी धूप का चश्मा पहनकर जाती हैं; उन्हें डर लगा रहता है कि कहीं भगवान उन्हें पहचान कर ऑटोग्राफ न मांग बैठें।
गरीबी अमीरों लिये एक पहेली है; समझ में नहीं आता कि लोगों को खाना चाहिये तो वे घण्टी क्यों नहीं बजा देते।
आर्टस्कूल वह जगह है जहां लड़कियां हाईस्कूल और शादी के बीच का वक्त गुजारती हैं।
अनुभव हमारे ज्ञान को बढ़ा देता है लेकिन हमारी बेवकूफियों को कम नहीं करता।
खुदा बेवकूफों को महफूज रखे, उन्हें खत्म न हो जाने दे; क्योंकि अगर वो न रहे तो समझदारों की रोजी मुश्किल हो जायेगी।
अपनी आमदनी के अन्दर खर्च करो चाहे इसके लिये तुम्हें कर्ज ही क्यों न लेना पड़े।
नाश्ते से पहले कुछ काम न करो; अगर नाश्ते से पहले कुछ करना ही पड़े, तो पहले नाश्ता करो।
गरीबों को याद रखो, इसमें कुछ खर्चा नहीं होता।
कई बीवियां रखने में एक फायदा है; वे अपने पति से लड़ने की बजाय आपस में ही लड़ती रहती हैं।
खूबसूरत औरत आंखों के लिये स्वर्ग है, आत्मा के लिये नरक है, और जेब के लिये दिवाला है।
आदमी की आधी जिंदगी उसके माता-पिता बिगाड़ देते हैं, बाकी आधी उसके बच्चे।
बाबा आदम के जमाने से ही बेवकूफ बहुमत में रहते आये हैं।
हर औरत को शादी करनी चाहिये- पर मर्द को हरगिज नहीं।
दुनिया में तीन चीजें हैं जिन्हें औरतें नहीं समझतीं - आजादी, बराबरी और भाईचारा।
मानवजाति का अन्त यह होगा कि आखिर एक रोज वह सभ्यता से घुट मरेगी।
अगर बुरे लोग न होते, तो अच्छे वकील न मिलते।
कुछ लोगों को खुश करने का एक ही तरीका है - आप फिसल कर गिर पड़ें।
दुनिया में शायद ही कोई ऐसी सक्षम लड़की हो जो अपने को घर का काम करने में समर्थ समझती हो।
सच्चा प्रेम भूत की तरह है - चर्चा उसकी सब करते हैं, देखा किसी ने नहीं।
अगर ईश्वर न भी हो तो उसका आविष्कार कर लेना जरूरी है।
कायर के एक लिये एक साहसिक कार्य खुला हुआ है और वह है - शादी।
किसी ऐसे काम को कभी कल पर नहीं टालना चाहिये, जिसे आप परसों कर सकें।
दुनिया में दो ही ट्रेजडी हैं : एक आप इच्छित वस्तु को पा न सकें; दूसरी उसे पा जायें।
पत्ते अच्छे हों तो आदमी ईमानदारी से खेलना पसंद करता है।
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