As the medley of thoughts crowd my head, I wonder if I can actually
write it out. But then, I realize, any more dillying-dallying and I
wont ever write this...
But today did it - The Shawshank Redemption. As Andy Dufresne's stoic
struggle to reclaim his life brings wonder to my staggering mind, I
remember the old adage - When the going gets tough, the tough get
going. As my father used to say, "You haven't lived life until you've
gone through struggle. As long as you have food in your tummy and
clothes on you, you'll never stretch yourself to your potential." Andy
didn't do anything typically great, but he was a great man. Men can be
great for a variety of reasons. Ask Linda Goodman of the twelve sun
signs and she'll prove that each one is great. Every one has a little
magic in themselves. Andy was great in a sense that is
incomprehensible to us in our daily lives. But he was a hero in a way.
This is a movie which has ingnited the magical word "hope" in my
sundry soul most of the time.
For the past few nights, as I lie awake wondering, I am not looking
for salvation. I am not looking for the material pleasure that most
seem to seek. I am looking for the reason to be awake, to be living.
When I get high, its not because I want to forget something that I no
longer have. It is not because I am in a rut, its because I want to
get out of one. I wish to attain my destiny, my potential, my eventual
calling. Anything less is out of the question - superfluous, fleeting
and as Goenkaji says, 'Ephemeral'. Its just not enough.
John Bridger tells Charlie in 'The Italian Job', " There are two kinds
of thieves; Those that steal to enrich their lives and those that
steal to define theirs." I have my own take on it "There are two kinds
of people; Those that live to utilise their lives and those that live
to complete it. Don't be the latter."

A Simple Thank You- my friends

As Into the dim lit,bare walls of my world,

You entered,bringing light and life to me,

The vivid colors ,painted with a swirl

Of wit and charm ,of personality,

With tender care,you added comfort,warmth,

And images that line the now bright walls.

I look upon them fondly,bringing forth

A thankfulness that you walk in these halls

With me;our friendship has become a part

Of my world now;it has its special place,

Within my being,life,and in my heart,

Your name hangs right beside your smiling face.

Remembering just how drab these walls had been,

I have to thank you for the light,my friend.