If You Forget Me

Looks like I'm getting hooked onto poetry these days. Today, I want you to read an intensely passionate one. By Pablo Neruda. It's titled:

IF YOU FORGET ME

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

And here's Madonna reciting the same for you, most beautifully, and with meaningful pictures in the background.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f88n8eQCGvs&feature=related 

If!

It has been a while, hasnt it? Well, it has been a hell of a year so far! Awesomeness only gets better with each passing day - 2012 I LOVE YOU! And this is despite the fact that I didnt even qualify the CS (Mains) exam. No worries, babe! I'm doing this one last time now and it had better be good *self pat* If it doesnt turn out well, then lets just bow out! :)

Okay, I'm drifting away from the topic. If I've put 'Invictus' here, then I must go ahead and do the good thing - add Rudyard Kipling's 'IF' here. It's absolutely riveting, captivating, motivating etc etc etc. A treasure, I'd say! And a real pick-me-up, when you're not doing well and is not particularly happy with life. Well, go ahead and enjoy. And yes, kudos to the British stiff-upper lip spirit! You got me hooked there! :)

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
 
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
 
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
 
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Now, also enjoy the following:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFaENAjk54s, by spokenverse
and
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=is-JCJCUy18&feature=related, by two of my favourite heroes on earth!

Explanation:

"If all men count with you" means: if you value each and every person; "but none too much" - but you do not favour one to the disadvantage of others
 
When Kipling states, "If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds' worth of distance run," he is saying that with every minute that you are given, make the absolute most of it that you can. "Unforgiving minute" refers to the fact that every single minute is 60 seconds long-no more, and no less. So when that minute is up, it is gone, forever. You can't call it back to spend that time differently. A minute is not merciful; it doesn't slow itself down to give you more time, or tack on a few seconds, or take a few of here or there. It is unforgiving time; always constant, always running. So, Kipling's advice is to fill every minute "with sixty seconds' worth of distance run," or to get as much good, effort, energy and distance out of every minute that you are given.
[Source: wikianswers]

Timeless Tagore

Remember me, still remember me,
if I go far away,
still remember me
If old love gets covered by the mesh of new love,
remember me
still remember me
If I stay close by,
yet you cannot see whether, like a shadow,
I am present or not,
remember me
still remember me
If tears come to your eyelids
If tears come to your eyelids
If play ceases one day, one spring night,
still remember me
If work is stopped one day, one autumn dawn,
remember me
If I come to your mind,
yet heavy tears no longer brim
in the corners of your eyes
still remember me
Remember me, still remember me

PS: Thanks to William Radice's article of the same title, published in the latest Frontline issue. Available online at http://www.frontlineonnet.com/stories/20120113282700400.htm

And the year is done :)

Well, almost so!

Before I begin, I want to say: Happy birthday to me!
Yup, today is indeed my birthday. No matter who forgets it, I will always try to remember this one day, as long as I live, of course!


I like having an end-of-the-year birthday. It is the most festive time of the year, and I share the glory with Christ (his was 2 days back) and the coming year's birthday, which is due in 5 days from now. Which also means cakes are around, which I can pass off as my own birthday cakes.

Well, all that aside, lets take a quick look at how eventful this one year was. I mean all years are eventful, but 2011, you are(were) a B.I.T.C.H! Of course, the nice kind of bitch! ;)

#1. Started the year in tears, crying over an absolutely pointless point! Whoa. Glad that I did so. Have actually got over it and learnt to graduate to serious things.

#2. For the most part of the year (read 11 and a half months) I isolated myself from the rest of human civilsation under the excuse of having to study for civil services exam. Well, I did need the isolation, but not quite sure if that was the correct strategy. I definitely didnt need the bouts of loneliness. But that should NOT be interpreted in the light of #1.

#3. The turbulent world around. I dont know if it is because I am preparing for the civil services exam that this suddenly seems to make more sense than it did to me in the past. The Arab uprising, the Islamic spring, the killing of the dreaded Bin Laden, Qadafi, the global population hitting 7 million, the continuing recession, the Eurozone crisis, Norwegian attack, Julian Assange and his wikileaks, the flash floods and deaths, Anna Hazare and protests, mindless and continued disruption of the Parliament, wrapping up of NASA's space shuttle missions, the derailed climate talks, the piracy menace, famine in Somalia, the birth of South Sudan and the suppression of possibility of birth of Palestine as an independent nation. And closer home we have been having a very sour fight with TN over Mullaperiyar. Doesnt really sound bright, does it? On the brighter side, the World Cup win, F1 race coming home.

#4. On the personal front, this is how I shall sum it up: 'if you begin an year in tears, your year can only get better than that!' :)
The point being, I let myself get hurt over somebody's misplaced (perverted?) sense of humour and after I learnt the hard way to get over trivial people and things! Which I consider a very very valuable lesson.
Emphasising this alone would be a disgrace to the greater blessings that came my way. So let us forget about the sore point and focus on the real ones:
*Academically, legally, literally and figuratively, I struck gold! Thrice over, and more! ;)
*I passed CS (P)! Which was a very humbling moment. And my Mains went well, save for two papers.
*I made new friends - a couple of very nice people, I've a feeling they are here to stay.
* YES I finally got rid of my facebook account. It is a facebook-free life! :)

#5. What 2012 looks like, from here: When an year is as long as 365 whole days, 366 in 2012, it sure is not going to be an absolute-total-bag-of-roses, but at least, the beginning does look good. What with the big fat 'WEDDING' and the welcoming of Atma home, it sure does look great.

All I know is I have got to get rid of the clutter and the sloth, get back on my schedule.

Invictus

Invictus
.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

Quotes Images

So, these are images that I've downloaded from various FB pages.
To be brutally honest, I've no idea if this is gonna violate somebody's rights and if a disclaimer will make a difference to any of that.
But still, I hereby state that these are not mine, these are stuff that are available to all on different FB sites. I've just pooled a few of them together here, because I find them cute.

Letting go! :(

C'est la vie! Sigh!
*SNIFF SNIFF SOB SOB*
:(

Sometimes you really have no choices to pick from!
Imagine the pain when you are handed out heartbreaks by one of the world's most unkindest,unimaginative and uncreative creations!

Well, what's gone is gone. I mean, there is no coming back. I'll just have to wait till it grows back. :(

My hair!

To cut a long story short, I went for a little trim, because my hair was coming off at the ends, and before I know it, the dimwit has half my hair cut and GONE!

:(

P.S: Niki is right, I should NEVER EVER subject my head to disasters by imbecile WOMEN who masquerade themselves as hairstylists! Contrary to what feminists say or believe, its a men's world! I'll vouch for it! All thanks to moronic women BARBAROUS BARBERS!

P.P.S: I hope she'll find the reference 'barber' indecent and defamatory!