Thursday, February 08, 2007

Conversations with God - Neale Donald Walsch

'Conversation with God' is a wonderful collection of almost all questions we have all faced as teenagers.

Neale Donald Walsch has written about three other books on 'Conversations with God' apart from this one, that is targeted towards teenagers.

The first look at the book makes you wonder about the kind of perspective with which the book was written. The book has reference to God... and you are not sure if the author refers to the Good God who has created or is believed to have created everything you can possibly think of....
and you are not sure if you should be reading this yourself well past teenage or should you be gifting it to some teenager you know of....

I got this book as a gift from a good friend of mine.... not because I was a teenager but because some one suggested this book was good....

The book opens with a wonderful way of holding the audience's attention completely. You get glued to the words you read and your picture as a teenager slowly, quietly, unfolds in your mind and you do not feel like putting down the book at all and you know that Walsch has got you into the whirl of concentration.

Now why do I say 'whirl'? That is because all the questions that come up in children's mind cause your thoughts to just go topsy-turvy.... and you exclaim one of these phrases almost after every question u read:
Brilliant!!!
How True!!!
Exactly, that is what I thought too!!!
Yes, it is just impossible to get that point right....
How easy to follow...
How hard to relate...
and this list is endless....

Walsch has taken the role of God and answered all the questions that a teenager might possibly have.

As a reader, you are better off if you are non-judgemental about the author's take on God and HIS existence. If you are a believer, it is better to take author's views on God according to your own and not go by every word in the book. This, I felt only in the end of the book.. Unsure of the explanation that I have for this point...

If you are not a believer, you might want to consider the views in the book and you might be inclined towards believing in the Supreme power which is commonly christened as 'God'.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Shivaji Nagaram

Second week in bangalore....It was Friday evening. I was walking my way to the bus stop as usual...

The bus stop was unusually crowded and I asked for the auto rickshaw driver there to drop me to where I was headed.He said a flat No and would not even stop for a second. Then came the next stream of autos and everytime I stopped one, I had to either hear a "No" or "Nahi" or "Illai" or "Ledhu" or "Hogathilla".....

Finally as it was getting very late, I started walking to the nearest bus station , Shivaji nagar terminus, where I was sure I would find a bus to reach home.

Five minutes of musing about where is the crowd beside me heading to, why is every Muslim more prayerful than me, what is the point in being dressed in white to attend a prayer meeting, and i realised that i was also in white salwar kameez that day.... coincidentally... and that I seemed to be walking at the tail end of a procession....

Now, since school, i have hated processions whatever be the cause of the procession. To me always, processions meant protest and i am not very much for it...

So, without any idea of the scenario there, I had accidentally gotten myself into a major procession. Thanks to whoever was responsible for the construction of roads in those days...I quickly had the presence of mind to step on to the pavement. I would have stood there watching the procession for about a few minutes when I realised that I should be heading home fast.

I quickened my pace when i slipped on to something that felt warm on my toes. I looked down to see ash all over and remains of something still red hot. I did not waste a second trying to figure out what it was , all i could conclude was that something is or was or would be seriously wrong....

Dropped the idea of bus and took an immediate left.. God knows where this left turn was heading toward... I started walking fast..( one of the very few times when you walk fast in bangalore i guess.. to me it was the first time i was walking fast in say fifteen days' time... :)

I saw autos that were properly lined up on both sides of the road and to me it seemed like I was a top star receiving 'Guard of Honor'. Never would you have seen autos so neatly parked with equal space between each of them. At the moment, this observation should have been of least priority in my mind, but then, sometimes your mind notices intricacies in the most serious moments... and mine did.

I walked on and the five-minute walk seemed to be taking very long before the road hit a bylane where a police constable was trying to regulate the traffic. I walked up to him and told in all languages I knew,that I wanted to reach a specific area in the city. He simply said, 'Walk over to the main road and take a bus'. What he did'nt know was I had taken an hour to reach this place from the same main road that he was talking about. End of day, except getting home safe, nothing else was on my mind, but surely I was not going to go over to the main road again.....

Finally, a lady officer stopped her auto and I hopped in to reach home without any problem.
:)

As I write this, news channels are flashing news on the probable riot this evening related to the Kauveri water tribunal....... I hope people don't burn things this time.... and care for lives and understand that water is a natural resource and not a point to be debated on...

Well, there is always the proverb.. Hope for the best and prepare for the worst.. i want to hope for the best but i am not prepared to handle the worst... I wish Bengalooru tides through this verdict without any noise.

Edhu? or What?

ஆசை எளியது. அடக்கம் வலியது. வறுமை கொடியது. உண்மை கசப்பது. குடும்பம் கூடுவது. கோபம் சிறியது. ஒற்றுமை பெரியது. நட்பு நிகரற்றது. பாசம...