Late Night Thought

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Abandoning ourselves or someone who matters to us isn’t the solution when we encounter a situation where we detest a certain kind of behavior or a habit that betters no one. Trying to make efforts in discarding a habit, a behavior or anything that you know isn’t doing any good, and can be dealt with is the best way possible, instead of  distancing yourself from someone or trading yourself off with dullness and happiness.

-Kritika Vashist

About Poetry

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

-Dead Poets Society 

I have been nominated for the 3 days 3 quote challenge by Mon from Transcend.

Today is Day 2 and today’s quote is about what poetry really is. To Robin Williams and to the Dead Poets Society.

Nominations for Day 2 are:
Erika 
Ashish 
Himanshu 

I hope you enjoyed reading the quote.

-Kritika Vashist

Mystical Rumi (II)

Molana

Again I am raging, I am in such a state by your soul that every
bond you bind, I break, by your soul.
I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all
reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.
My joy is of your doing, my hangover of your thorn; whatever
side you turn your face, I turn mine, by your soul.
I spoke in error; it is not surprising to speak in error in this
state, for this moment I cannot tell cup from wine, by your soul.
I am that madman in bonds who binds the “divs”; I, the madman,
am a Solomon with the “divs”, by your soul.
Whatever form other than love raises up its head from my
heart, forthwith I drive it out of the court of my heart, by your soul.
Come, you who have departed, for the thing that departs
comes back; neither you are that, by my soul, nor I am that, by your soul.
Disbeliever, do not conceal disbelief in your soul, for I will recite
the secret of your destiny, by your soul.
Out of love of Sham-e Tabrizi, through wakefulness or
nightrising, like a spinning mote I am distraught, by your soul.

– Rumi 

This is one of my very favorite poems by this mystical poet. It speaks volume and yes, makes me go wow every time I read it. Dig deeper as you read. You will realize the weight of his words by your soul.

Here is the second quote for Day 2, in response to the quote challenge by Midnight Shadow and Gail.
Hope you enjoyed it.

– Kritika Vashist