(With due apologies to John Keats for the title)
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My heart pines for one that flew away,
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Life's sweet melodies meant to stay,
Songs it sang made times fade away,
To take the weary traveller far away,
My heart pines for one that flew away,
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There was something with this ingenue,
As she held listeners to her trancic cue,
A mystical spell that bound all but a few,
Voice that still rings refusing to bid adieu.
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Unspoken love of an adolescent youth,
Too shy to say by word of the mouth,
In actions would have been so uncouth,
So silence the way to cut love's tooth
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Is it a cuckoo from the garden of eden,
Or tranquility descended from heaven,
Or is the soft touch of a gentle maiden,
For the woebegone, a blissfull haven.
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Like a head after a long drunken night,
Like a body after a belaboured fight,
A long journey with no end in sight,
Mind aches after this songbird's flight.
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My heart pines for one that flew away,
My heart pines for one that flew away.
Inner engineering - had heard so much about this program that I finally succumbed to my curiosity. Am also in a transition phase in my career and thought I had done so much of outer Engineering - Education, Networking, continuous learning of techniques and tools so felt it is time for some Inner Engineering. A three and a half day investment seemed quite appropriate as well at the Isha Centre in a scenic setting near Coimbatore. Here are some key learnings and insights for the ones interested….. First, it is a completely new journey into a realm that is beyond our normal logical, questioning mind. It calls for a leap of faith into a new dimension not easily explained by the axioms we are so familiar with in day to day life. However, it is done in a very "secular", non denominational, non-religious manner without pushing you too much. So well packaged and marketed in my view!! Second, it is an intense program both mentally and physically. You are in the program 24 hrs...
What a futile longing for the present that is past today! All the time running after its own shadow...
ReplyDeleteSee the irony...we miss something that we never got!
The very fact that light has a speed, we can see only the past...
We start with 'N' and by the time we reach the "w".... N is ancient history! Who is this "Now" ?