Mining Memories

A realisation which got inspired after reading 'IDLE GOSSIP' of a friend. Krishna says in Bhagvat Gita 10:30- "Among subduers I am Time"   Thinking over just this one line. It means every day is Krsna, Every hour, Every minute, every second, every millisecond is KRISHNA. Can't this be one reason why we are advised since ages that we must not waste time? We must make the optimum use of our time. what we do with our time is actually what we do with krsna. Isn't it therefore better to always utilize our time in the pleasure of Krishna. Also its so amazing to realise and feel krishna in every moment. Its Krishna everywhere, and Everytime With us.

I dont know how to stop  lamenting I dont kn0w how to stop missing him the face that i saw in my dream last night is still before my eyes all I do is sit before my altar and tell my kanu 'I am Sorry' my behaviour seems immature but I believe its very Human I dont know how to stop wishing for ONE oportunity to meet him and tell him all i feel for him all that I ever felt. Also an opportunity to know all tht he ever thought about me. And in this gloominess I usually get frustrated Because I dont know how to react, how to feel sometimes even a big injury won't affect me sometimes even a small argument makes me mad i know I should learn how to deal with it but as of now I am unable to get through it. May be i will learn someday Upset this morning when I looked at my Gopinath, he reminded me of the Caring Shelter Workhop that I attended couple of months back. The words that echoed in my mind was "Its OK to be SAD" I know one day I will practically a

Walking back the memory lane this evening I reached an evening which held a vivid place in my memories. With project papers on the writing pad, research materials like books, printouts spread accross my study table I was reading through one of the books - A life sketch of Meerabai- and came accross this Poem "main Giridhar ke ghar jaaun Giridhar mharo saacho pritam dekhat roop lubhaun jaha bithaawe tith hi baithu beche toh bik jaaun Meera k prabhu Giridhar naagar bar bar bali jaaun" I felt these words through tears. For some strange reason I felt extremely happy, I felt proud of I don't know what. As if I achieved everything humanly possible and I have nothing else to Desire. A feeling of belonging began to embrace me. I belong to that Giridhari, I am owned by him, I am a puppet of his hand completely at his disposal and the fact that I was happy about it seemed crazy to me then. But it didnt matter. All I wanted is to just live with that feeling. That state of h

Lamha lamha dohraaye yeh gum ka naya bahana hai Do pal muskaakar murjhaya yeh kaisa suman diwana hai kuch pal baithu koi baat karu jo chand zara khil jaaye toh jee bhar dekhu har raat jagu koi dost kabhi mil jaye toh. Raat sakhi jeevan bhar ki par dost ko ek din jana hai Do pal muskaakar murjhaya yeh kaisa suman diwana hai mann pagla pal-pal ghabraaye na bole kuch sunta jaaye jane gehri kya baat chupi jo chaahe par keh na paaye Na samjhe kuch na chaahe kuch khud hi mein ise samaana hai Do pal muskaakar murjhaya yeh kaisa suman diwana hai har paath jale din-raat jale par bhi andhiyara chhoote na bhar bhar ojhal ho kar bhi kyun naino ke baadal toote na raah take har shaam na jane kise yaha phir aana hai Do pal muskaakar murjhaya yeh kaisa suman diwana hai na jane kis mod pe aakar ye raah bawree suljhegi kya jane fir koi nayi manzil se jaakar uljhegi. Mann chahe ab so wo kare humko na ise samjhana hai Do pal muskaakar murjhaya yeh kaisa suman diwana hai

Love is always patient and kind it is never boastful nor conceited it is never rude or selfish it does not take offence and is not resentful Love takes no pleasure in other people's saneness but delights in truth it is always ready to excuse to trust to hope enduring whatever comes Thank you for always being there for me. For Tolerating my anger and impatience. You never complained but always treated me with patience and Love. There were many times when I was ungrateful and selfish but you still forgave all my mistakes. You always offered me your unconditional Love. You were there for me in my failure and you rejoiced in my every achievement. You comforted me when I was upset. You held my hand and guided me when my journey seemed tough. Who else can ever Love me as you do? Who else can ever be so patient? Forgive me that I cannot Love you back as much, I am too caught up in my busy life, I realize you are waiting for me, so that I can speak with you, spend some good time w

Talking with a friend this morning a very interesting conversation filled my thoughts. This conversation was with my Counselor few years ago. After a long gap of around one month I could finally visit temple, I was very excited and RadhaRaasbihariji were wearing my favorite blue and silver with an even more beautiful ‘Pagdi’ (turban). That was not all. Even RadhaBankimrai (my counselor’s deities) were in a brilliant golden dress. My eyes celebrated the most blissful festivals of the darshan. Few thoughts began to race in my mind and I simply asked Mataji, “Mataji, Krishna blesses with a desire to serve him, to see him, then there are obstacles, then He makes the way, then we come to him thinking that we are pleasing him by doing so; but if we observe It is actually He who is making us Happy. Then what are we doing?” Mataji smiled and she replied, “We tell him that we want him. We accept to be his servants.” That’s all. Bhakti is so simple; just firmly accept to be his servant. Just