Is it because of EGO - 2

So long as what I say is received with showers of appreciation, I am happy, glad and in top of the world. I just am not willing to accept criticism heartily, though I do say – all opinions welcome. When my views are counter attacked, I just argue and try to put my point through. No way would I accept my views are wrong. I raise hell proving the other person wrong. And now it is not to just point that my views are correct...but insist that my viewpoint is the best.
Isn't it here, the so called EGO
dwells deep inside us
remains active forever
and just refuses to go.
This attitude is something that is there in almost all of us.
Oh mankind how confusing and self important
EGO makes you to be.

Renouncing the world







I think I will renounce this world
all I will need is a room that will give me
a cool effect and total comfort
when the sun is blazing its heat.

I think I will renounce this world
All I will need is a room that will give me
a warm feeling of being under a quilt
when the cold outside is unbearable.

I think I will renounce this world
All I will need is food so tasty and delicious
to satiate my hunger and also ensure
that I don't starve myself.

I think I will renounce this world
All I will need is to stock my locker
and house with wealth so much
I never need to earn for many lives to come.

I think I will renounce this world
All I need is a robe to hide my real character
and lure people to sacrifice their all
not so difficult task it would be.

I think I will renounce this world.
the wealth and pleasures that mankind crave for
I have derived them in a short span of time
by playing around with the belief of many.

A simple robe and act of being God or his messenger
has done the work for me
So why should I not go ahead and announce
I am renouncing this world



PS: It seems to be dripping with sarcasm...well..with our yogis and saints being in the news in a negative sense...the belief that we have is weaning to naught..

Ambulance Service

Receiving a call at 3 in the early hours of the morning, she rushed out after giving instructions to her teenaged daughter to take care till her return. She reached his house and found him lying on the bed totally unaware of the people around him. His breathing was irregular. His body was too cold. She tried to wake him, but no response. The dental doctor near his house checked his pulse...way too abnormal. Take him to a hospital immediately, he said. But how. He just was not in a position to sit in a car. Ok, an ambulance it is she decided. With various numbers in her hand, she dialed them. Each refusing to send an ambulance immediately. She checked his body temperature...it was very cold even now. After an hour of pleading with several ambulance services, she finally caught hold of a hospital number. But the person on the other side wanted to ensure that the patient was alive. Should he send a doctor to check, she was asked. For what reason to send an ambulance if there is no life in the person. It would be a waste of money, he said. She was seething in anger and almost screamed at him. The dental surgeon, known to that hospital owner intervened and asked the ambulance to be sent immediately. Having given the address, she expected the ambulance to reach the residence in ten minutes, that is the time it would take had she taken her bike or car, that too with no traffic that early in the morning. But no, the ambulance took more than 30 minutes to reach the residence. Reaching in 30 minutes was more due to the help of a security officer who was on rounds that day. Her heartfelt gratitude to him.
Hurriedly he was taken inside the hospital, and drips were administered immediately. An hour after we reached the hospital, he regained consciousness. The doctor attending to him said all was well now. Though reaching few minutes later would have lead to unwanted complications and sometimes stroke too.
Well so much for the ambulance service, (better late than never)- her uncle is on his feet now.

NO ANSWER (IS IT BECAUSE OF EGO)
When I don't have an answer or an appropriate answer to the question posed to me, then I try to find a way to escape from the situation. The best responses that I give are:
That is the way it is supposed to be...don't start an argument. - or
That is it, do not question the basics of life (or whatever the topic is about.) It is only the foolish who harp on such issues. - or
You don't know this simple thing is it...oh god, you should improve your knowledge. - or
Oh you know it, but just pretending you don't know. And since I know that you know, let us leave the topic.
(hmm anymore to add...oh help me out...I sure could do with some more responses.)

At Dawn

One of the many mastepiece of the Almighty
the dawn – an amazing scene of beauty
the clouds enveloping the sky above
an array of colours of red, orange then yellow.

scattering its rays through the clouds
playing hide and seek with us
to enrich us with very special days
is the sun mighty as always.

Look up above and don't deny
the beauty of the clouds in the sky
various shapes do seem to arise
all depending on what you visualize

Her beautiful smile

I love to see her beautiful smile
so whenever I come across her
I give her one of mine
to be reciprocated with a lovely shine.

Why am I, by her smile smitten
What is it that draws me to hers
It is a smile so innocent and sweet
offering many a lovely treat.

Devoid of makeup, yet a beautiful grace
stress of one, her smile does erase
a chuckle and giggle bringing a dimple
cute little baby my day has become special.

swaying to the breeze are the lovely trees

swishing and swashing are my curtains

unexpected yet most welcome is the mizzle

pitter patter down my window pane

and through the french door they reach to me

sprinkling water on my face

the feel so lovely and beautiful

hands held out I stand on my balcony

to savour this picturesque scene

Strange

I mused over this strange aspect
Two ladies trying to surpass one another
All just to hold a very special place
Both in his mind and in his heart

When will it ever enter their thoughts and mind
That each have their own special place, a different kind
I mused over this strange aspect of the two ladies
One elder to him and the other younger

This poem is from Ajit Peter. He has a beautiful creativity and words just dance and come forth when he pens a poem. I like his style a lot...........simple...meaningful and elegant in all ways... the flow...the lyrics...and the beauty. In a jiffy the poem is in his heart and mind and down in a paper.......I have a keen desire to write poems with a similar touch..

Thoughts

in a drop of tear a world to see

in a drop of rain joy to be

in a tick of a clock eternity

in a single cell life to be

in a touch of feather hearts be shy

in a single word the spirits to fly

in one friend a world to see

in a wink of an eye love to be

in a ray of sunshine warmth in heart

in stars twinkle joy be got

in a single flower love to tell

in a smile to cast a spell

a drop of joy

a drop of tear

a simple smile

a simple wink

a grain of sand

little in the world

yet a lifetime of thoughts

The money plant

I have this money plant at my home. Wanting to have some greenery in my kitchen, I cut a small stem from the mother plant and placed it in a bottle for it to grow. I used to keep it in my kitchen or drawing room...to add beauty to the room. Two new leaves grew, and I was happy. And then it stopped growing. No new leaves seen. But the thing is they did not lose the fresh green colour. Each morning I was greeted by just the four leaves with their roots. Neither did it wither nor did it die....Why then did it not grow further I wondered.
In my balcony is the mother plant. Here too, new leaves failed to sprout. Having the habit of speaking to them, I spoke to both the plants...but there was no response by way of growing from them. More than a month passed and no improvement in their growth.
Lying on my bed I remembered when my daughter was all of 5 years. One day my sister said she would take my daughter to her home for just one night. I remember - that night I tossed and turned on my bed not able to sleep without my daughter near me. Could it be I just wondered......
In the morning as usual, I went to water the plants and was speaking to them..... just that this day I asked them if they were missing each other. Then I brought the small plant in the bottle to the mother plant. And just waited. Lo behold, the very next day, both the plants brought forth a tender leaf from their stem. Amazing I thought.
My husband says it is just unbelievable.
I know plants do grow anywhere and everywhere....It could be just sheer coincidence that both happened to grow new leaves on that day......but deep inside I felt, they too seem to have the love as a mother plant and baby plant.