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thinkALONG! 27 September

A TUESDAY FEATURE

host: Muskaan Ahuja


๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐š๐ญ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ.

๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ฐ,

๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐š๐ฅ-๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ง,

๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐œ๐ก.

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐, ๐ฐ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ.

๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐๐ž๐š ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง.



โ€” ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐š๐ญ ๐›๐ฒ ๐๐š๐จ๐ฆ๐ข ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ก๐š๐› ๐๐ฒ๐ž



What are your thoughts after reading this poem? How can you relate the lesson to haikai, in general?

Waiting to read your response....

10 Comments

Kala Ramesh
Kala Ramesh
Oct 02, 2022

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what a release from those nagging thoughts a bald eagle balanced in mid-air becomes my screensaver


does it work?

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Kala Ramesh
Kala Ramesh
Oct 01, 2022

Tagore says it beautifully in "Stray Birds" IF you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars


99% of the time this happens when we are not in the present but living in the past or future.

Ah, fill the Cup: -- What boots it to repeat How time is slipping underneath our Feet. Unborn TO-MORROW, and dead YESTERDAY, Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet? The Rubรกiyรกt of Omar Khayyรกm, First Edition. Translated: by Edward Fitzgerald (1809 - 1883)

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Sreenath
Sreenath
Sep 27, 2022

Ah.. every day experience. We hardly notice what's going on under our nose, with our mind always woolgathering. We never live in the present moment, always dwelling in the past or future, or in daydreams and theories but never in the practical moment 'now'. Probably haiku started as an exercise by zen masters to tie our minds to the moment, which after long sadhana lead them to the experience of 'eternal now'. Personally for me it's a discipline to tame my mind, that always moves in ideas and theories, to the task at hand and observe the truth hidden in plain sight in a revealing moment. I'm new to this journey, so please bear with me.

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sushamakapur
sushamakapur
Sep 27, 2022

Very relatable!

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lakshmi iyer
lakshmi iyer
Sep 27, 2022

There are so many beautiful actions and images passing before our eyes and we just take them for granted. We surpass all the subtleties and see the bigger ones.

Show not tell โ€”

Sound, sight, sunlight, emotions, humour, everything arises the poem so well.

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Muskaan Ahuja
Muskaan Ahuja
Sep 27, 2022
Replying to

True, Lakshmi!

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