Sunday, December 6, 2009

Musings in North america











This is what i experienced
Strangers are greeted with a how dy and a smile; really unusual for me. In india we are very formal about who to greet. Only someone you know. Of course in the US too this happens when you make eye contact.

Pedestrians have right of way particualrly on Zebra crossings. I tried this concept when I got back on the roads of Chandigarh,: On one instnace a woman carrying a load on her head refused to cross while I waited; she could'nt believe that a car would stop for her. at other places other drivers thought I had gone nuts or the car was stalling!!

The places and convenience for the handicapped. Places to park ;easy access for wheel chairs ;a difficult life made easy by human perception. I did spot a few differently abled persons negotiating on their own areas and situations which would have been impossible in India.

Availability of washrooms at virtually every nook. or floor. A rarity back home where one resorts to adding mild urea to the soil

this apart , my heart went out to an old man riding the transit bus with me to a hospital in Vancouver. he was calling up friends and relatives that he was going in for an operation . I could'nt catch; but looked serious. he was saying he thought he would get in touch with friends just so... here we would have him being accompanied by an entourage. That is something missed perhpas. there is a warmth in family which has been replaced with the desire/need/drive to be independent








Green with Envy?! The amount oif energy spent in keeping palces comfortable and warm must be stupendous. Huge Malls, subways and other such places must be expnding huge amouny=t of energy to keep the hoi polloi warm. Here is a suggestion : Keep it colder by 3deg c so it will be cool and when you step out it isnt such a contrats. Plus you save energy and perhaps earn carbon credits.




If they follow the frog boiling concept no one wil even feel the difference




Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sunrise@canyon

The sun rises over the canyon bringing on another day. It was cold in the morning and i was shivering. Got quite a few blurred ones . The viewpoint is the Yavapai Observatory. made me sing "Morning has broken like the first morning














Mother of the Canyon

The Mighty colorado the primer carver of the canyon now meanders peaceful and rapid at times . This is the maker of this grandeur. And who is Her maker. teh One who make and beraks and looks joyfully at His play





Sunset@canyon on a clear day

On a clear day the sun is shockingly bright an the clolurs too are well defined. Notice the hues as the light fades. Almost poetic









Sunset Boulevard @canyon

As the sun sets the shades tuen colour and the rocks are bathed in that light. reminds of heidi - The sun kisses them Goodnight so that they may not forget Him





history frozen in a rock

As one looks at these rocks one feels the history of their hoary origin. The geology is there exposed for any one to see as if the earth herself has opened her heart here.

the stormy waters


By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of the frowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading thy course to come to me , my Friend - Gitnajali
PS-this is a painting of the rapids I did not go down that deep

The Lord is My shepherd..

Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked - This skyand the light, this body and the life and the mind - saving me from perils of overmuch desire..
day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak,uncertain desire

The Lords Footstool?

Here is thy footstool and there rest thy feet where the poorest,and the lowliets, and lost - Gitanjali
There are several formations in the Canyon which resemble temples . And so the are named. The temple of Osiris, Brahma Temple, Buddha temple...

Poetry of Light

My poet's vanity dies before thy sight, O Master Poet, I ahve sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for Thee to fill with music - Gitanjali

Give back to the world

this cactus is unique. For thirty years it labours in the desert to collect sap in its heart. then in 15 days it shoots out this 8 to 10 foot stalk which flowers disperses seed and dies.
I too have gathered form the industry and the world 30 years of experience . now is the time iI have to disperse it so that the new tribe may benefit

Light and shadow

The Light of Thy music illumines the world. The life Breath of thy Music runs from sky to sky - Gitanjali
The grandeur of the grand canyon defies description. being there is like knowing that you are on earth and the universe at the same time. As u look into the Canyon it seems to stretch on and on. Caought here is a pic with light and shadow on a cloudy day