This poem was written on July 4th 2011. I finally feel like it ok for the world to see this on her 4th death anniversary. I have no words. I have to try. I’d rather not think about you or talk about you. It pulls me to the bottom of the deep dark oceans. It’s … [Read more…]
We assume Immortality. Only a death of someone close to us reminds us of our Impermanence.
We make promises and think of ways to make our lives more meaningful, now that we’ve experienced this reminder. It’s sometimes referred to as the Funeral Syndrome. But Time flows on and we are too soon lulled back into the false impression of permanence and nothing in our life really changes.
Who was Sripadrao Uncle?
He was a Teacher.
But if this is true, then the word ‘Teacher’ must absorb infinitely
From his character, mind and actions.
‘Great’ falls too short. Not even close to enough a word to
A lot of futuristic science fiction puts forward several ideas of what an android would be like. Data from Star Trek (TNG) is an intriguing character who tries very hard to understand what it is to be human. He imitates great violinists, actors and artists of the past and integrates their styles to try and … [Read more…]