The Monkey Mind

(PC:  https://www.pinterest.com/pin/509047564113142864/ ) I need you to breath for me "  these words have been engraved in my heart if it so exists. It is a magical word, indeed. Seven words to make you fall in love. Ah.. romantic! "Wo ai ni" Tu es Belle" "Te amo Carino" and so on, they convey or try to what one feels for another. Even the famous quote, I know from Star wars is enough to express connection between any two. Alas we have pretty much used all our vocabulary in different language the expression, yet we still are searching for the perfect words to convey our imperfect feelings. There is a sadness for those who are still searching for the perfection walking lonely in the habitual monologue of life in this blue sphere. We have searched for so long, and it is so precious, and the life we have is nearly to the end, still we have not truly found it, though we believe so die hard we have felt the glimpses of the feeling called love. It is like the

Fallen, that is what they call her. Dark wings, yet still beautiful. She is more humane than humanity itself. She knows what it is to be like, like a lonely soul, truly alone, none to guide. Perhaps growing up is always difficult and it is accompanied with heavy feelings, a well of loneliness, only mortals know, they are mesmerized by the surface without learning knowing or understanding what is behind the beautiful surface. She learned with time the human depravity, greed and surprisingly rare kindness. The world has to know and thus her new direction was to bestow upon herself the heavy chain of morality, she gave up immortality, the cycle of divinity , she broke it, but it never was easy, so she accepted fate, she entered the new cycle of Samsara, cause and effect, and thus she was reborn. Thus she came to be. 

Even in the most crowded streets where the cacophony is the loudest, there is a kind of silence. That silence, inborn silence forgotten but there waiting to be reborn. People search for peace dwelling in that silence, they pursue happiness, wealth, youth and all the magic lost or could not be found, anymore.. We remain so into the things we forget what we feel truly feel inside rather than be aligned to what others feel and so accordingly believe what they feel is what we feel. And that is why the feeling of silence of others you believe to be yours, and that is why it is momentary and that is why like a drug it leads you to high and then lowest of low. To understand others first that's why sages advocate understanding of self.  Silence is mot mystical neither it is extraordinary, it is just normal, there to be realized by the mind, the spirit and soul. Ultimately we will realize this after we come to the final journey called life, desperately trying to hold it as long as possi

(Pc:  https://chscourier.com/features/2019/04/23/murder-mystery-night-2019 ) 'Por favor, Senor?" a face still puzzled before it burst like a watermelon with a bang. A typical face, a face so unremarkable that when you pass through a crowded plaza it disappears among the common, that face behind which hope has been extinguished, wrinkled by time suppressed by the system of clowns that makes us laugh, we forget we are laughing on ourselves as the greatest clown jests on his high chair playing with his strings making us dance to his desire.  The life that was just a moment ago thinking, breathing, and existing is now no more, it is just a corpse. A woman's scream next door, an abrupt awakening of the neighborhood, and the sweaty face of the murderer who flees from the hold whence he came. That being said, there is banging and abrupt opening of the door, someone is calling the police and some ambulance. Nothing is out of place, nothing just the corpse, identified as a midd

A Festival is an event or a series of events that is the symbol of celebration, of bringing together people, not only of the same origin but also people from different walks of life. Rich or poor, whatever the background they have or the circumstance they are in when it comes to the festival, it aims to create harmony despite the disparate realities, such as an invoking feeling of belonging as of different colors in the Mandala.   It is an intangible heritage based on either a place or a part of the distant past i.e. the history of a race or distinct religion or a culture standing alone or blended with time. Needless to say, it is not only important for those of the native origin but also to those people who are willing to be part of social enjoyment of a unique cultural experience that is not their own just for the sake of celebrating, just for the sake of being in the moment. In the Nepalese context, Dashain , as well as Tihar,   is one of the most important ones (not only for bei

The Himalayas have always stood tall and firm, and likewise, Nepalese people from time immemorial have shown their unshakable pride by wearing the typical Dhakatopi which represents the majestic natural phenomena for which Nepal is known worldwide. Likewise, the Light of Asia, the historical Buddha; Gautama was born in the once beautiful garden of Lumbini of Nepal which is one of the holiest places of Buddhism. Furthermore, the rich bio-diversity, cultural heritages, and the unique lifestyles of the Nepalese people living together as a melting pot bring a spontaneous charm that is rarely seen elsewhere.   However, it is not the high mountains, nor the famous holy places like Lumbini which makes Nepal so beautiful, it is the people, the warm smile so often mentioned in most of the travelogue of travelers, that makes it so. In other words in the modern terminology; hospitality. Smile is the universal language transcending continents and barrier of nationality/culture/language. The

(PC: https://alopescoaching.com/life-transition/ ) Life is not a one-way smooth journey, it cannot be life without going through changes; its ups and downs, the times of turbulence, and those of rare respite in between. Change; is inevitable and with it arrives a string of problems. And problems, those that we need to face every day, challenges the limit we have set for ourselves that invisible line we believe we cannot rise from, for now. There is always, always the pursuit of something that is just next on the horizon, that complements our belief of inadequacy; the inability to be outspoken, the inability to perform as others do, and it is natural to have such thoughts, such moments of frustration, after all, we are still learning about ourselves; our mind, our relationships and all the chaotic part of us which we had gone through and will do so, on., And that pursuit is what makes us unique, different from each other, though in the surface, our intention seems same; to have a l