this quote i heard today on tv left me thinking...
"we are not human beings with spiritual experiences, but spiritual beings with human experiences." how true.
and no, i do not know the wise soul who came up with this one.
28.2.06
22.2.06
yet another small change
...And one day, they disappeared. Just like that.
He, his wife, their little son and two daughters were familiar sights just around the corner. One of his daughters would come and knock on our door every Sunday at precisely 7.30 a.m. The first time she did that, I scurried out of my bed, looking for my glasses and when I peered out of the peephole, I didn't find anyone there. I open the door, and there I see her, with her two long pig-tails.
"kapde. istri," that's about how much Hindi she spoke. But enough to pass the message across.
I asked her if she came from near the park. She nodded. I went back to my room and returned to the living room to find her happily humming. I asked her if she would be able to lug the entire pile of clothes all the way from our 4th floor home to her father's istri table. She gave me a look that said, "dont underestimate me!" From then on, she and her family became a regular feature for us.
But one Sunday, she never turned up. Neither did she come the following week. I went up to their stable, and found that the tables and the chair were still there, but none of the familiar faces.
It's been over a month now. Nobody knows where they are. Nobody knew where they lived either, so none's bothered to go in search.
I am hoping they are somewhere safe, surviving,...but safe.
He, his wife, their little son and two daughters were familiar sights just around the corner. One of his daughters would come and knock on our door every Sunday at precisely 7.30 a.m. The first time she did that, I scurried out of my bed, looking for my glasses and when I peered out of the peephole, I didn't find anyone there. I open the door, and there I see her, with her two long pig-tails.
"kapde. istri," that's about how much Hindi she spoke. But enough to pass the message across.
I asked her if she came from near the park. She nodded. I went back to my room and returned to the living room to find her happily humming. I asked her if she would be able to lug the entire pile of clothes all the way from our 4th floor home to her father's istri table. She gave me a look that said, "dont underestimate me!" From then on, she and her family became a regular feature for us.
But one Sunday, she never turned up. Neither did she come the following week. I went up to their stable, and found that the tables and the chair were still there, but none of the familiar faces.
It's been over a month now. Nobody knows where they are. Nobody knew where they lived either, so none's bothered to go in search.
I am hoping they are somewhere safe, surviving,...but safe.
3.2.06
learning braille
I was always fascinated with Braille, the technique used by the visually challenged to read and write. And so on a recent visit to a school for the blind, I was more than happy to learn how it works from the children themselves.
It works like a code. Each letter has a definite code that is marked by raised dots. There are a set of six dots, and each letter is marked by a specific set of raised dots. At the end of it, I realised it is more like shorthand. It takes five years for the students of this school to master the technique of Braille. From the sixth grade onwards, the children of this school begin actualy school work. English, Hindi, Telugu, Science, Mathematics, Art,...they learn it all through Braille.
I am now inspired to learn the technique. Knowing is not enough. Learning is the key.
It works like a code. Each letter has a definite code that is marked by raised dots. There are a set of six dots, and each letter is marked by a specific set of raised dots. At the end of it, I realised it is more like shorthand. It takes five years for the students of this school to master the technique of Braille. From the sixth grade onwards, the children of this school begin actualy school work. English, Hindi, Telugu, Science, Mathematics, Art,...they learn it all through Braille.
I am now inspired to learn the technique. Knowing is not enough. Learning is the key.
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