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Quotes, Inspiration, Wisdom etc…. March 20, 2011

Filed under: Musings,Quotes & Inspiration — Vaishali @ 4:40 am


It’s been a while since my last post here so I thought to jot down a few things on my mind. It seems I’m at another cross-road in my life that requires a bit of guidance from the all-wise one (if there’s such a being) . Until I’m able to figure out who or what this wise entity is, I turn to my saviors at the moment ….quotes and words of wisdom from the entire world, courtesy of the world-wide web. Below is a collection of some quotes and sayings that I found to be useful in uplifting my spirits when I was down. Some helped shed the light on perhaps a complex situation while others served as reminder on a simpler scale of the humanity factor within all of us. I’ll add to this post as I come across more quotes, with the most recent towards the top.

“We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think that yours is the only path.”

The words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels ~ Hazrat Inayat Khan

I don’t want to get 2 the end of my life & find I lived just the length of it. I want 2 have lived the width of it as well. -Diane Ackerman

“Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.” – Ryunosuke Satoro

A friendly look, a kindly smile, one good act, & life’s worthwhile. -Unknown

I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish that He didn’t trust me so much. ~Mother Teresa


Serendipity November 4, 2010

Every once in a while I’ll hear a word that intrigues me. Perhaps it’s the sound of it, the way it rolls on my tongue, the meaning of it or the spelling of it. Whatever the reason is for me to be drawn to a particular word, I always find it interesting to see how I can integrate it into my life. Like my friend Barbara said, “there are no accident”. Nothing happens without a reason in our life. That “word” came into your life, your sight, within your hearing range for some reason.  To you naysayers and non believers, it is a sign!

My favorite word in the English language is ~ Serendipity~. It has such a melodious sound to it as you say it. When I further looked into the meaning of it, it only made me love the word even more.

ser·en·dip·i·ty [ser-uhn-dip-i-tee]
1. An aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.
2. Good fortune

And my favorite definition ~ A fortunate accident~

Once I became aware of the existence of such a word, it seemed as if “serendipitous” events, stories, and the word itself jumped out at me at every opportunity. The silliest of these signs came to me when visiting Pier 39 in San Francisco. Walking along the pier , I was dreamily reading the names on the boats docked in the harbor. I’m fascinated by so many things in life ~ including trying to figure out how someone perhaps came  up with the name inscribed on their boat. Lo and behold….what do I see? A boat named Serendipity!


I learned that there was a movie with this title.A story about 2 strangers that meet for the first time. They sense a definite attraction between each other. Sara is a big believer in “meant to be”, and when she gives Jonathan her phone number only to have the wind blow the number from his hand, she sees this as a sign that the two of them are not meant to be together – at least not right now. These complete strangers in true Hollywood style test each other with events that will bring them together if it’s meant to be. The title was derived from the Restaurant in New York named Serendipity3 ~ Yet one more “sign” . I’ve developed quite an obsession with wanting to visit New York City for the sole purpose of going to Serendipity 3 . School girl silliness ? Perhaps! It is what it is !


I found it to be quite a coincidence that this movie was very similar to my favorite Bollywood flick ” Dil To Pagal Hai”, A  story about Pooja and Rahul. She believes in love and that God has predestined our soul mates for us, but Rahul is skeptical about love and laughs it off.  Through a series of events that bring Rahul and Pooja within in seconds of meeting each other on numerous occasions, they do in fact finally meet when the “time is right'” and the story unfolds in a very serendipitous way from there. I’ve replayed a line from this movie hundreds if not thousands of times in my head as a form of keeping the hope alive that love does exist in this tangible, real world as well in the ethereal world of our dreams.  Kahin na Kahin, koi na koi, har ek ke liye bana hai” ~ translated, Someone, somewhere is made for you!

With the existence of this word in my vernacular, I found that I was now starting to see events in my life in a completely different perspective.  You could say that at this point in my life, the glass is half full! With this revelation, I also discovered that not getting what I wished for, wanted, or had my heart set on was perhaps a blessing in disguise. A blessing that is leading me to a path in my life, personally and professionally speaking, to where I’m meant to be.  Perhaps this belief in Serendipity will in turn be the catalyst that is the driving force to stumble upon a fortunate accident of my own.   Serendipity ~ ah, how sweet she sounds ~



Really??? October 23, 2010

Filed under: Musings — Vaishali @ 12:15 am

“I come here to find some comfort, solace and guidance in times of “those days” . I suppose I turn to this space as my secret cove in which the “icky, girly, eww how dare I let myself feel like this” … Really ? What the hell was I on when I wrote that? This is obviously not one of “those time” that weepy whiney woe is me is self reflecting on anything other than what kind of garbage I write sometimes. Then I have to take a deep breath and remember….yes, I’m actually a pretty nice person 95% of the time. It’s that 5% that’s perhaps contributing to the major reason of my singledom….Ok realistically, maybe 1.5% and the remaining is a conscious choice to not want to put up with anyone’s moods except for my own. Frankly, that’s all I have the patience and energy for. As much as this blog is a forum for my otherwise sweet sensitive self’s weirdo , girly, daydream fantasies of skipping happily through a field full of flowers; emulating the prozac commercials, I’ve decided to give this blog yet another tone ….. eh, every once in a while anyway. We’ll call this the ” I’m not feeling the social filters work and would rather be stomping on the flowers in the field than skipping among them so I need to vent” blog. I suppose just as sappy me finds the nice tone blogging therapeutic, so does the ” I’m just not in the mood for shit” me finds it just as therapeutic.

We’re all allowed to have moments in life that the nuances of the world just add up and you just don’t have the positive energy or patience to deal with it. And that’s ok. It’s all part of being human. Granted, not everyone is out there ranting and raving about their every thought , but I suppose that’s what makes them them, you you and me me. Individualism is great isn’t it ! I’m not here trying to voice my thoughts and feelings to the world because I care what you think , I know sorry, harsh; I’m again, just using this as my media to release the emotion. Don’t sit there and judge me because I chose to do this rather than go smoke a joint, go for a run, sing a song , talk to a therapist or punch the first person who walks into my office or whatever else it is that people do. This is what I do! Get it!

Whew…that felt a little better! This….this blogging the mean away could be a good thing. In fact, a great thing as some people who should not exist or be allowed to procreate will actually continue to do so rather than me intervening in that process. Yes…it’s a good thing. All joking , or not, aside , at the end of the day, it comes down to your attitude and perception of the situation you are currently in that’s contributing to the feeling. Whether it’s good or bad. In spite of the venomous post, I do make a conscious effort to keep in the back of mind this very thought. I am very much of the belief that you should look at a difficult situation not with the mindset that ” how can things get any worse?” rather look at it with the mindset of ” it’s bound to get only better!” I know, a total twist from where we first started, right? That my friends , is why I write. It’s like some people relate to talking to a friend. Sometimes it’s easier for us to sort out life questions and confusing emotions as we talk to a trusted friend. We find the answers to our problems or questions through out those discussions. Old school me would so that a pen and paper are my best friend…new school forces me to say my keyboard , and the edit buttons are .

It’s great to write about happy , positive, I love life stories. But the reality is that life is made up of both the good, the bad, the happy, the sad! We , or at least I, need to acknowledge all elements of what makes the pieces of puzzle a complete picture. I won’t be that all-knowing, wise lady sitting atop the sanctity of a mountain range with answers or secrets of life anytime in this life by doing that, but I’ll have some better insight into myself. With that, perhaps little by little I may be able to leave a mark in this world, in whichever small way that I can.

Rest assured boys and girls, ladies and gents ~ you CAN sleep safely ,without fear of  the wrath of V coming anywhere near you and the loved ones.  Pele’s Indian sister has been calmed down with the sacrificial chocolate from the wise ones she is around.


The Road Not Taken ~ Robert Frost June 30, 2010

Filed under: Musings,Self Reflection — Vaishali @ 1:36 am

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


June 17, 2010

Filed under: Musings — Vaishali @ 7:52 pm

“On a day
when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a
— Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi


I see my beauty in you – Rumi June 15, 2010

Filed under: Musings,Positive Goodness — Vaishali @ 11:43 pm

This is one of my favortie poems by Rumi~ hope it brings a warm , sweet feeling to all that it does to me ~

I see my beauty in you. I become
a mirror that cannot close its eyes

to your longing. My eyes wet with
yours in the early light. My mind

every moment giving birth, always
conceiving, always in the ninth

month, always the come-point. How
do I stand this? We become these

words we say, a wailing sound moving
out into the air. These thousands of

worlds that rise from nowhere, how
does your face contain them? I’m

a fly in your honey, then closer, a
moth caught in flame’s allure, then

empty sky stretched out in homage.

Jelaluddin Rumi
The Glance Songs of Soul-Meeting


Just what I needed… May 20, 2010

Filed under: Could've been a better day,Musings — Vaishali @ 6:41 pm

Yesterday could have been a better day, yet it could also have been a worse day…but it wasn’t. Spending time with the family , nurturing them with love and comfort are the essential ingredients to that soup for the soul. At least to my soul…add a bit of tobasco to it yumm, the best soup EVER! But seriously, just looking at my younger son laying there on the sofa with a cold, still looking at me with those eyes that beckon to me and are secretly saying ” Mommy , can you make me feel better?” yet, his 14 year old macho self would never say those words out loud. I put on the nurturing Mommie hat and gently rubbed his forehead , checked his temperature, rubbed some vics on his chest, took out the water and tylenol and made him a dinner that his late grandmother would’ve made for him. All, to see him smile and feel better. I’m not sure who felt better at the end of that song and dance, him or I. Kids , regardless of how old or young they are, really do have a magical power in them to make your heart smile at just the right time.