Psychedelic Slippers

"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction." "Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love." "The only real valuable thing is intuition." "A person starts to live when he can live outside himself." "Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character." "I never think of the future. It comes soon enough." "Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing." "Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new." "Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds." "Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen." "The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education." "Peace cannot be kept by force.

कधी फूलवावे मनीचे फुलोरे कधी आठवावे पुन्हा त्या क्षणांना जरा धुंद व्हावे ही धुंदी कशाची कळे ना तुला न कळे या जगाला कधी गीत व्हावे चुकल्या रवांचे कधी ताल द्यावे मनीच्या स्वरांना पुन्हा रंगवावे ती ओली नीशाणी जरा सुख द्यावे नीळ्या लोचनांना अरे तू तसा मी अशी भाववेडी कुणी ते टीपावे मुक्या भावनांना स्वये ओढृनी काळी रात्रीची चादर पुन्हा नीजवावे वेड्या मनाला

कागदांच्या फुलान्मध्ये गुलाबाचा गंध शोधते मी उघड्या वाळवंटात पाण्याचा थेंब शोधते मी तुझ्या नसण्याचा अर्थ शोधते मी माझ्या जगण्याचा अर्थ शोधते मी ****************************************** थरथरत्या पापण्यांमध्ये हलके हलके दव्बिन्दू वीरक्त मनाच्या ओलाव्याची एकच अपूर्ण खूण ******************************************* जीत माझी नसली तरी तुझी तरी कुठे आहे डोळ्यांमधून ओघळायला प्रीत तरी कुठे आहे ********************************************* हलक्या पावलांनी तू कधी उतरलीस माझ्या मनी सांग कशा साठवू तुझ्या नाजुक पाउलखुणा

i dunno y i jus adore paulo coelho's writings!!! here's another story or rather an excerpt from a book of his" the Devil n Miss Prym" ***** ( the scene a meeting between St. Savin n Ahab( some local chieftain, mafia kinda)) jus before goin to sleep, Ahab asked St. Savin, " if tonight, the most beautiful prostitute in the village came in here, would you be able to see her as neither beautiful nor seductive?" "No, but i would be able to control myself", the saint replied. " and if i offered u a pile of gold coins to leave your cave in the mountain and come and join us, would you be able to look on that gold and see only pebbles?" "No, but i would be able to control myself" " and if you we re sought by two brothers, one of whom hated you, and the other who saw u as a saint, would u be able to feel the same towards them both?" " it would be very hard, but i would be able to control myself sufficiently to

human nature is one of the most amazin things. you can never predict it!!!(jus like the weather these days!!!) people alwes want to knw wats gonna happen in the future. but when they do get to know it...y the desire to change it to make it more ideal? when you know wid certainty " a something's" gonna happen u start livin in anticipation of that event... anxious if its sad, excited if its good...but then u jus stop living today! its like travellin to some place u r eager to reach. you are so engrossed in thinkin about the destination that u jus forget to enjoy the journey! when most people say they r livin in today, they jus shut their eyes to tomorrow and end up lost. when wat is required is not to shut ur eyes, but to shut ur heart! what is living in today...living in the moment? ....being mesmerised by the stillness or stunned by the chaos? ....drifting with the words or floating in the background score? ....staring at the stars with no thoughts, jus a blank mind

what is it that ends with leaving a place? i havent figured it out yet, but surely it has to be something. i dunno y we do, but once in a while, we jus change residence. i live in a new home now. for a few days before we shifted, i was pretty sceptic if i wud ever be able to associate home with it ( so soon) , but then its ma home now newe. i sat in nostalgia for 2 days thinking about ma old house. it seems like a forever that i hav left behind. i found it quite befuddling to realise how much we associate with objects. everything thats around us...its MY brush, MY pen, MY room, MY coffee mug....""MY HOUSE"".... making them all seemingly irreplacable.. i thought i wud miss my old house a lot. i spent 7 years over there. it was the longest period i had ever lived at one place....wen we were leaving i cud jus wish tat i cud jus hold the whole flat in my arms n say i m not leaving it!!! my old neighbours, my parents, relatives...everyone behaved as if it was our last da