I recently started going for yoga classes in the evening. If you follow this blog, you can identify why I’m more a yoga than a gym person. I prefer the calmness, longer term orientation and mental+spiritual aspect of yoga exercises over purely physical workouts. My goal was nothing concrete and I figured it helps to have some routine especially for anyone working independently.
The classes are conducted in a lawn during the sunset hours which I happen to love. A part of the class time is spent on pure relaxation and while lying on the grass and watching the endless sky, I see different birds. First, I see some arch-winged creatures flying at considerable height that keep hovering over rather than flying. Then there are flock of parrots going to their homes, handful of eagles and other unidentified flyers. I also notice the black drongos sitting alone on electric wires with their beautiful forked tails. I wonder what those birds see and think while flying in the traffic free upper atmosphere zone, just concerned with eating and living. Here I am having to practice how to relax and live and there they are, supposed primitive creatures, doing that effortlessly.
Anyways, I do feel closer to birds since a friend made me read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. It is a story of a seagull who is bored with the daily squabbles over food and discovers higher planes of existence through its love of flying. Interesting, no? What more, it is a pretty short read – so give it a try reading it here.
Coming back to yoga now, I love the smell of grass, staring at sky for those few minutes and watching the sky turning red around the sunset. Yoga by definition is a Hindu philosophy of applying a disciplined method to achieve any goal – it is about creating a harmony between your physical and mental planes. I have no clue if it works or not and I’m sure it takes a lot of practice but I feel there is a unique energy within us that it tries to unleash and in that respect, I find it very interesting. Once in a while, our instructor makes us do yoga-nidra which is another fascinating concept of deep conscious sleep akin to state of meditation. While delivering the verbal instructions during this exercise, the teacher said a thing which stuck with me – ‘I’m thankful for living a pure life and getting this one hour in my day where I can do yoga peacefully. I’m happy and every cell of my body is experiencing a state of happiness.’ Its utterly simplistic and thats what makes it so powerful. Gratitude leads to pure happiness and if we can be constantly thankful for the simple pleasures we get to experience, we can feed on our own happiness.
Lets cut out too much abstract stuff but the point is it is important to keep our minds healthy and happy (as much or perhaps more than our bodies alone). So, find out some ways to do it.
“How are you?” said one stranger
My heart prompted, “I am restless”
“I’m fine,” came my voice loud and firm
I asked “How are you?” in a listless voice
The stranger replied, “I’m great”
“Isn’t the weather lovely?” I wanted to ask
But said nothing and the stranger moved on
“Would you like to walk together?” another fellow asked
My eyes brightened up to say, “Sure, why not?”
But my voice came, “Sorry, I should go”
The sun was now setting on the far end
“I’ll wait for you tomorrow,” my heart wanted to convey
But silently, I kept walking
The moon had risen beautifully and it heard my heartbeat
“Where are you going, o lonely one?” it asked
“Where ever this body is taking me” my heart answered
“Why is it in a hurry?” asked the moon
“I need to reach my goal” interrupted the mind
I kept walking incessantly for miles and miles
forgetting the moon and the breeze, and the stars
When the feet touched the finishline,
I expected a dance of joy
I waited and waited but nothing happened
The heart who danced had ceased to beat
Many a times, what we want to say and what we end up saying are very different. I hope you won’t let your heart prompts go unnoticed the next time.
This post was long due ever since I finally got to see Django Unchained – the latest in the series of colorful, dramatic, picturesque and bloody movies that are hallmark of Quentin Tarantino. Can’t say he is the best director since that spot is taken by Christopher Nolan but he comes close when we talk about cinema with a style.
I came up with so many original quotes when I saw DU and one was ‘no one spills blood more deliciously than Tarantino‘. His bloodshed scenes are a state of art. He takes violence to a whole new level.
He has a knack for picking up the subject matter, stories and characters. And he adds so much more to them by his vision. I think his last two movies were incredible. Particularly, he has a genius for building up a tension in the scenes that eventually explodes into something that makes you feel ‘wow’. The Uma Thurman scene in Pulp Fiction, Shosanna-Christophe Waltz (what a magnificent actor discovery for QT) and Charades scenes in Inglorious Basterds and Di Caprio’s confrontation scene in DU make me want to leave everything and go into film making.
And despite all the frills, his subjects remain profound and a mirror of society’s hidden personality. So, to sum up, I think he is fabulous.
Here’s the funniest scene from DU, I don’t remember the last time I laughed so loud in a movie-
And I think his best scene so far would be from IB – Cat People (Putting out the fire). I luv the soundtrack, colors and the intensity-
The awesome lyrics from above- See these tears so blue An ageless heart that can never mend These tears can never dry A judgement made can never bend See these eyes so green I can stare for a thousand years Just be still with me You wouldn’t believe what I’ve been through