Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Love yourself and you will be able to truly love others

My mother said the other day, "Nobody's looking for Happiness"
I paused for a moment, thinking she didn't realize what she was saying, and then burst out laughing. It

scared me to see the seriousness of her expression, which I could tell she was questioning.
How preachy is the title of this post?? Love yourself and you will be able to truly love others
But strangely, I think it's true.
It was an impulsive thought when I wrote it first. Something I may have seen somewhere, read somewhere and

have adopted because it is now a part of me. There is more to living than the skepticism, manipulation, fear,

asceticism, doubt, insecurity............................I'm not even go there, at least not now. I was

trying to remember the things that we appreciate when these are not around.........
happiness, love, pleasure, fascination, peace........are just a few.....but even a few of these are more

pleasurable than many of the previous list.
Today it's a bit hard to love myself, with so many factors, people trying to make me feel otherwise.
As a child though, my mother taught me to love myself. Who I was, 'a loving child', kindness, caring.
She taught me how to be considerate and how to share and then she praised me as to how considerate and giving

I was.
And as I grew up more, also for what I looked like, I think somewhere subconsciously she understood the

importance of strenghtening my confidence in myself about how I looked to help me bloom into a nice person.
I learnt to love myself and always seemed to find a way to move beyond complications and not be pulled down

in life. The sad times made me sad. The troubling times troubled me and complications made life difficult.

But, I managed to stay happy because I didn't despise myself or hate myself or think low of myself.
It is harder as you grow up, because there are people and things which are constantly causing you to question

yourself and your own worth. And if you don't value yourself, you will not really be happy. And in turn, you

will not be able to truly make others happy.
Love yourself. Parents, love your children and help them to love themselves. Each one is special and each

needs to be loved. I think we should all be happy.
As soon as I mentioned that, I heard the skeptics in my head say "yeah, right!" and I smiled.
I don't know how many people will see this, I hope lots of people do. I will keep working to spread the

happiness and love and not stop loving myself in the process : )

is fascination a luxurious gaze?

I find it rather calming to look around and walk about observing and being fascinated by all that surrounds me. As a child I used walk with my mother for hours, while she shopped. Everywhere I looked there was so much to see.
I look around and there are things that still catch my fancy, just the pleasure of walking past an open corn field with the trainline in the distance as the sun is soft and the breeze is blowing. Suddenly, I hear this voice "Hurry! You're wasting time. There are things to be done, places to be. What are YOU doing? Do something! Times are changing. The world is CHANGING. FAST!"
I look around and see there are lots of people walking in their own directions, each with their purpose, with some WORK TO DO!! There are things to buy, mouths to feed, more to work, more to earn, more to buy, more to achieve, more to follow, more to want, more to buy, less to live.
Don't think. Keep moving. Faster. Keep going. "You wouldn't think like this if you had to struggle" "It's because you don't have problems" "You don't have a purpose!"
"It's a fool's job to think. - I mean to think about the ways of the world. Nothing can be done about it. So don't think, just do. Do some work."

So I stop. My head is throbbing. Can nobody see that living is gone. William Blake said "Nothing is lost." So let's move on. Is that what we're doing?

When I think of living today, I'm reminded of a star that starts combusting faster and faster to completely consume itself.

Foreword to 'the Green Box of Sarayu' by the Boy

Sarayu's story has been told through her blog and related video illustrations which are linked to it.
The video illustrations are like emotionally driven representations of Sarayu's recollection at the time. They help understand her story and her better. They have been associated with entries made by Sarayu at different points in time.
The form of the film about her is in different styles and using different music she listens to and essentially trying to represent her character through the form. From the drama and fantasy to hap hazard and magical. Also a little crazy : ) but she's the sweetest.

The Green Box is one of many boxes which Sarayu owns, full of several little things collected over time. It has many memory related objects such as ticket stubs (flight, bus, movie, amusement park), photographs, jewelerry and other little things.
She said they take her back to memories of certain times in her life which are associated with those objects.

The Green Box of Sarayu intends to help you read Sarayu's story through her perspective incorporating her character and personality.
The selected box, though it contains conflict and struggles for her, is about her overcoming them and growing into a new person stronger than before.

I've written and illustrated a little book about the making of the film. It's called "Oh Well - the Sarayu process book".

The meaning of 'Sarayu' is to blow or flow like wind or water. It is also a river which flows around legendary town of Ayodhya.

"An introduction to Sarayu's world"

A world of fragments. A world of collages, made with layers picked up along the way from parents, friends, sights, sounds, movies, songs and the works, racing Time and Money. Hope to draw the best of all worlds to make a wholesome and happy me : )

Have been trying to represent my life and times and it's taken the form of a collage


www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyaWw8rx7eQ

Friday, January 8, 2010

"A Decision"

Mum says she’s happy now. She wants to be with Thumper. Get married to him and grow old with him.
Dad will not be happy, but I suppose he has to deal with it. The way things have turned out is how things have turned out. I don’t want to disrupt things now. They will take the course that they will. I pray for the happiness of my parents, that’s all, even if they are apart.
I have decided to give up insecurity. It may still show itself and test me even more, now that I have resolved to overcome it, but I will recognize it and remove it from my life. I want to be happy and so I am happy.
To a happy future and a joyful world.
To spreading peace throughout the world and happiness of all humanity.
Nam-myo horenge kyo.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8EeJNuXBOY

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Shelter from the storm

While we pay to feel temporarily secure, we pay even more to feel insecure. In a world where blackness is a virtue and the road is full of mud, none to realize, while sitting tucked under their blankets watching the news on the tele. There speak many of big things and few others wake up. While we sleep, there are others on the other side of extreme, who are scrounging for the next meal and who are fighting to stay ‘warm’. A storm that is awakening and there are to see it. And Dorothy’s already paid the cops to take her in, when the beginning of the end starts. And all the stolen power, they hope to blanket them will keep them as warm as the Indians in their blankets of friendship and sickness and death.

Everyone's asking "what can we do?"
Everyone knows "even a little goes a long way"
A little is good, a little will only last till 'Day After Tomorrow'
What you can do is the biggest thing there is...WHAT CAN I DO??? everything's moving so fast, my head is throbbing with the beats..my mind is lost in the trance..I can feel the rhythm sway me..but I'm so worried all the time that I find it hard to appreciate and be fascinated, like I did when I was a child.

Suspended reality’s closer to reality than you think

I watched a very funny movie today called ‘3 Idiots’. It was an inspiring film for me as it did almost everything that I would have wanted to do as a film-maker, i.e. cater to a vast audience and through laughter and drama, communicating a lot of thoughts in a fashion that is not preachy. It had some very intense moments which constantly formed tears which pricked the back of my eyes.
It was very dramatic, from beginning to end. There was a constant shift from one dramatic incident to another, laughing and crying all the time. “A lot of drama” I thought, but then I realized that in films, we reduce the drama that life is actually packed with.
It shows a state of the world today. Real and one all can relate to. Our lives are dramatic.
Secretly we think that, but don't want to admit it. In movies and soaps that we see the reality and are drawn to it. It is entertaining - and we can relate to it. Why?
Because our life is dramatic.
Our life is important and it is a big thing. It has its struggles, it has its ups and downs, which are important.
Yes, there are others with "bigger" problems, but don't beat yourself up about it. If you are genuinely concerned, then do something about it.

Love yourself and you will be able to truly love others.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

I was watching Emmanuelle

“You are beautiful,” he said and poured her, her wine “come let’s drink to the law of the future.” His hair was peppered, but his eyes were sure. She gazed at him for a moment and taking the red hibiscus from her hair, sipped her wine and drank to it.
“I would like to be told what the law was” she’d asked. To this he smiled and said, “It’ll proclaim that only love can help the world,” and he paused looking at her as saw in her deep dark eyes all else sweep away. “This old and lonely earth,” he continued, “That you must make love freely and without shame. That chastity is a lack of generosity, that love should know no limits, that if anyone tries to create any limits, they aren’t official.” He smiled as he had her “To the law of the future” she said, as they both sipped back the wine.


There’s something about the French, their approach to love, huh?