a while later

Its been many months.... But am used to this phase thing now. There is a lot to write about, but most of it happens in my head. So many many things. from a sound theory of life (was listening to the muezzin call) to a number theory of Creation (Yeah, the one with a capital C... felt like the centre of the universe when thinking that one through ;) ).


My scenery's been changing quite dramatically and yet, not at all.

For now, some haiku :) I wrote this for an informal writers meet, on the themes 'scape' and 'celebration.'



*scape*
*
dirty white
empty foolscape
stares back
*
treading softly
through dreamscape
somnambulation
*
half moon slits
still monitor
e-scape
*
waves of sunlight
kiss gently
land's cape
*
ignorant bleat
impending sacrifice
scape goat
*
baby's cape
swinging to and fro
destiny
*

*celebration*
*
ten steps down
the red carpet
celeb ration
*

*On Ganesh Chaturthi*
*
comma in clay
God
punctuated
*
clay trunks at harbor
no escape
even for the gods
*

(c) Deepa

hello world!

Wild wind! stars, blue sea, vast sky! Am happy today :)

I feel it, it's coming

Rain....
feel it on my finger tips
hear it on my window pane
your love's coming down like...

Rain....
wash away my sorrow
take away my pain
your love's coming down like...

Rain....

and my heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees..... my heart wants to sigh like the chimes that fly from the church on a breeze.... to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way (on its way!)... to sing through the night, like a lark who is learning to pray!

ladies and gentlemen, wild wind, birds, stars and butterflies, hark!! the monsoon arrives in chennai! :)))

Durga

Ashtami :) Sitting in my office in Chennai, my mind is seeped in the sights, sounds and smells of Durga Puja in Calcutta... What a joyous powerful time!! The mesmerising sound of the Cymbals... the thunderous Dhak sending shock waves up your spine... the smoke... wafting aroma of bhog.. the singsong "paat" read by the priest... and Ma :) She of the lolling tongue and fiery eyes, numerous hands and deadly weapons, lions, beheaded demons, bejewelled crown and bewitching smile... Look at her! and hear hear! hear the dhak and the cymbals and the ghanti... get engulfed in the smoke... say "MA!" and let go...

trip out

... after ages! visited Chidambaram this weekend... Oh man, overwhelming! A beautiful temple dedicated to the Lord of Dance - and the Universe. The world is said to exist only as the Dance of Shiva. In his movement.

Which is precisely what quantum physics says - in a different way... Every particle animated... So much that you are no longer sure if its a particle! It has to be a pure energy wave... but hey, you can see it, and if there's enough of it you can touch & feel it... no, it has to be a particle.... Or both may be? Maybe neither... does it exist at all, except in your imagination? :)

Read Fritjof Capra's 'Dance of Shiva'. Am sure his work is not the first in integrating modern physics with ancient Eastern philosophy, yet it was a first for me...

Surprised to find an article on Nanotechnology in this month's RD. Wrote a paper on it once (all copied from the net, in the days when someone had to teach me how to log on to the Internet, note the capital I, and what 'search' meant... just 8-9 years ago, but what a difference in lifestyle, intelligence, access to info, connectedness (on top of connectivity)!). The upshot of the paper was that nanoelectronics & nanotechnology is cutting edge research stuff and is going to hugely impact the way we live. The professor thought we should have done more 'practical' work. I saw that article in RD and basked in a sort of retroactive glory. Ha! I knew this was a winner long before the world took notice. I surfed those crudely done html pages and saw potential in a new way of thinking! Ha again!

But cutting the crap - Chidambaram was awesome! The gopuram is woven out of gold leaves - 21,600 of them, to signify the number of breaths a human being takes in a day. The leaves are nailed with 72,000 nails denoting the number of nerves in a human body. The Lord dances in Chittrambalam, with the Ponnambalam in front of him. The secret chamber of Chidambaram is to his right...

This secret chamber signifies a concept that highlights how brilliantly subtle our philosophy is. The Universe is made up of Panchabhutas - the five elements of Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Space. There are several spots in the world where a particular energy is highest. Chidambaram resonates to Space. It is in Space that the Lord dances, and it is this Space that is worshipped. As the cymbals twang, the aarti lights are waved in front of the dark chamber - you strain your neck and perk up and see - nothing. Or rather, you see Space. Adorned with a few strands of golden Konrai flowers slightly swaying in all this excitement, is Space. What is nothing, is everything. This is the Space of the Universe, the Space in your heart, the Space between people - it can be nothing, or everything.... And just as the Lord dances in Chittrambalam - literally, the Space of Cit, or Mind - He dances in Perambalam - the Big Space - what we like to call - Life, the Universe & Everything.

Chidambaram is a meeting point. Between the miniscule and the magnificent. Between concept & creation. A portal that connects several worlds. That connects the Space of your Mind with that of the Universe - till you realize they are the same.

to post or not to post....

.... thats not the question. the question is - if the anticipation of an audience feeds back into the writing itself, if I'm running a critical voice simultaneously, why blog?

go away, voices :) let me go mad in peace.

omg!

just read this http://metaphilm.com/philm.php?id=29_0_2_0

brilliant thot. lemme think abt it nw.

Infinite auto rides

To work, from work, to friends', to anna's.... the auto drivers community of chennai is richer thanks to me. Should have bought a car a long time ago - the usual reason I give people is that I need to learn how to drive and that means I need to get up at 6 am for 15 days - imposs! (has been imposs at least till now - mom despairs of my ever growing up.. wot is it with growing up and getting up early? there's this cousin who has three little kids - she practically never goes to sleep.... she crashes at nearly 11 or 12, the kids are wide awake and falling all over her, so she can only sleep till they've finally tired and she's up at 4 the next morning - cleaning, washing, cooking, uniform, lunchbox, naivedyam for the daily puja, breakfast, lunch, veggies, milkman, servant.. aaaarrghhhh)

Anyway, coming back to the subject of my autowallahs - i have an assortment of them. some regular, some new, some greedy, some kind and considerate... some drunk (yeah), some sleepy, some loud, some painfully slow, some heartstoppingly rash... and each day I mean to write about these people I spend at least two hours of the day with. My regular neighborhood guy whose daughter studies at the local "big" school.. she's in class 10 and his world revolves around her.. "Should I put her in science or commerce madam?" "Should she join spoken english class madam?" -Arre, let her talk with you, no need for class "What will she talk with me madam, we are all illiterate." Take the autowallah at the stand near my office. Fat, greedy, local dada. Got talking with him and it turns out he shares his name with my dad. And his sunsign! he visits the Angalaparameswari temple (some 80 km frm Chennai) every New Moon night... And does part time work as real estate broker... has travelled all over TN in his auto...

~the chronicle shall continue...

notpron

.. is where am at these days. check it out, haven't gamed like that in years! www.notpron.com

may the force be with you!