"My name is Khan. Khan. From the epiglottis". I can't recall the last time I had watched a movie on the plane, despite the frequent flying. But it was even longer ago since a movie brought tears to my eyes. And more than just once. Simply impressive, and me impressed.
Sunday, 24 October 2010
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Two arms to lean into, trustworthy as boulders near the shoreline. Two arms that lift you up in the air, gracefully, that let you overlook the beauty of the world in three hundred and sixty and more degrees. Two arms to hold you, warm your back and press you in his chest. Two arms to make you feel like a princess, and anyone else you thought you never were. A couple of arms, arms a couple. Two, yet one. Good things come in pairs.
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
"In daily life we see people around who are happier than we are, people who are less happy. Some may be doing praiseworthy things and others causing problems. Whatever may be our usual attitude toward such people and their actions, if we can be pleased with others who are happier than ourselves, compassionate toward those who are unhappy, joyful with those doing praiseworthy things, and remain undisturbed by the errors of others, our minds will be very tranquil.”
(Yoga Sutra of Patanjali 1.33)
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
It was an unsuspicious day, when you were still liquid and I tried to grab you. You held my look, and I became a hostage of my own dreams. Something died, like an unknown soldier who perished on the battlefield and left no name, for he had none. We remember the fallen, without ever having known them. We identify ourselves with what they represent, not with who they really were. I look at you, and see myself through the peephole of your open heart.