WPC: Weathered But Not Withered

The Daily Post invites us to post pictures of weathered – or our interpretation of it. And I haven’t done quotes in a while, let’s see if I can mix and match them up. Hope you like!

WtractorI have weathered many different storms and I know who I am and my friends know who I really am. Delta Goodrem

Caught on the way to office, this one gave a feeling of kinship 😀

3rdREDWe are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.” – Buddha

A 3rd Century red sandstone sculpture of Buddha. Doesnt the peace shine through the chipped cheek and the broken limbs?

HampiYou may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it.” ― Maya Angelou

I cannot believe that once upon a time the Virupakhsa temple at the backdrop was once just a stone. From the UNESCO Heritage Site the 14th century temple town at Hampi.

Konark2

“Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,

“You owe me.”

Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.”
Hafiz

The  13th century CE Konark Sun temple dedicated to the Sun god Surya Dev by night

WstoneLovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. Rumi

Isn’t it fascinating to see that not only animals but also trees crave company, someone to call their own – even if it is a hard unyielding stone?

Wstone2I don’t want to be married just to be married. I can’t think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can’t talk to, or worse, someone I can’t be silent with.” ― Mary Ann Shaffer,

Treehouse

The Little Boy and the Old Man

Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.”
Said the old man, “I do that too.”
The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.”
I do that too,” laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, “I often cry.”
The old man nodded, “So do I.”
But worst of all,” said the boy, “it seems
Grown-ups don’t pay attention to me.”
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
I know what you mean,” said the little old man.
Shel Silverstein

Doesn’t it look as if the fresh green trees have come to console and give company to a house that was once overrun with chatter, the pitter-patter, gurgles and chatter swirling with mouth-watering flavors and billowing saris drying in the sun?

Wtree

You’ll learn, as you get older, that rules are made to be broken. Be bold enough to live life on your terms, and never, ever apologize for it. Go against the grain, refuse to conform, take the road less traveled instead of the well-beaten path. Laugh in the face of adversity, and leap before you look. Dance as though EVERYBODY is watching. March to the beat of your own drummer. And stubbornly refuse to fit in.” ― Mandy Hale,

See anything you like? Do share your thoughts, don’t keep it bottled up! Thanks for visiting – have a great weekend.

WPC: Some Singular Snaps

The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge is to post favorite photos from 2017. I don’t like to play favorites yet there are some photos which stand out from my last trip which I thought could fit the bill. So here they are:

Screen Shot 2018-01-01 at 7.48.19 pmBirds of a feather separated by a crow 😀

Traffic

Just watching the traffic go by. They come and go yet

Lonely travelerthe intrepid traveler plods on and on undeterred and unmindful of the swirling traffic.

FrogCaught the Prince charming hiding amongst the shrubbery on a winter night stroll

GardenA dear friend’s blossoming kitchen garden 🙂

Magic eye

Now for some mystery. Notice anything odd about the door? Go on scroll up and have another look, a third if you so wish. Well did you see it? The Magic Eye? Why on earth it it at that height? Perhaps the carpenter was drunk and decided to fix it while lying down? Or do you have a better solution?

LightOkay now for some real magic. Can you see the light on the wall? Duh. Of course you can.

No lightWell can you see it now? Same frame, same place, but no light! Magic isnt it? 😉

Treewall

This tree was apparently cut down to build a wall. She doesnt much care for the idea does she?

 

Awaits springAnd finally a cold deary winter morning with the promise of spring. Got my eye on those freshly prepared beds – coming up in just a couple of months 🙂

Cheers to you from 2017 in this New Year with lots and lots of good wishes. Hope you liked!

WPC: Sky High

The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge this week is Ascend, literal or otherwise. I opted to share one that has languishing on my desktop for quite a while now but is deserving of a larger audience. I often view it just to get a high albeit with a twinge of envy. I wish I could have seen it for myself.

Mini sky
Photo taken by my niece at Lyon

Nature in one of her moods 😉

 

Are You Complicit?

Complicit has been adjudged the word of the year, as it is the most searched for word online at Dictionary.com. The article is an interesting read and gives a comprehensive overview of some of key events of the year 2017.

After the 2015’s unbelievable word of year and the depressing post-truth in 2016, I find myself quite enamored with complicit.

Complicit according to Dictionary.com means “choosing to be involved in an illegal or questionable act, especially with others; having partnership or involvement in wrongdoing.” That means I can safely exclude me you and most others. So why would I ask if you (or I) were complicit? I mean we have not chosen to be involved in any illegal act have we?

The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines complicit as “helping to commit a crime or do wrong in some way.”

Choosing is an act of commission but in some way is a more loose/vague phrase and may include an act of omission as well. And that is what complicity is all about – omission or as Dictionary.com elaborates: “Or, put simply, it means being, at some level, responsible for something . . . even if indirectly.”

And therein lies the strength and beauty of the word – in its connotation. Simply looking the other way could make you complicit. It is a word that that ropes in everyone standing on the sidelines, it points fingers, grabs us by the collar and demands to know: Why are you silent? Why are you COMPLICIT?

Complicit brings to the fore what we have always been taught since school: “Forget not that the grossest crime is to compromise with injustice and wrong. Remember the eternal law: you must give, if you want to get.” Subhas Chandra Bose

Yet like all lessons this too needed to be brushed up and reiterated. And we need to be shaken out from our stupor, our chalta hai attitude and speak out. We are a certified argumentative lot so why don’t we speak out more?

It is time that we stood up and be counted. Be that ‘faceless’ society in whose name today honor killings and other atrocities against women continue to be committed. It is time to stop blaming the victim and call out the real perpetrators – her parents for being responsible for dowry deaths and bride burning.

It is time to call them out, shift them from the victim category and lump them along with the killers. Why are only in-laws being booked? Why not the parents too? The in-laws can demand, deprive, torture and murder the bride only because her parents are complicit. If they weren’t, then they would have taken her away at the first instance of threat and injustice. With an assured safe house, no girl would feel the need to commit suicide or strangle her own daughter.

But unfortunately, not many parents do that, do they? Once she is married, their responsibility ends. They have done their duty, fed her clothed her, educated her, gotten her married and sent her off with due pomp and ceremony to her real home, her paradise on earth. They are more than happy and relieved to be free of their burden and more than ready to reap the benefits of their good karma.

Wait. What if there is trouble in paradise?

Well what could they do? They were poor, old, incapable and bechare. They didn’t make the rules the society did and if everyone could follow the rules so could she. It was now time for her to pay her parents back for their sacrifice, do her duty, be the ‘good girl’ and shoulder her own burden. Silently.

Besides, if it was her destiny to be an educated, qualified six-figure earning 21st century slave, what could her parents do except shed unhappy tears, keep fasts and pray?

Fiction? No. Just the unpleasant, painful, disturbing reality of many a woman in India. One that we prefer to look away from, blame her and think of other safer comfortable things. But like Luvvie Ajayi says in her amazing TED talkLet’s get comfortable with being uncomfortable.

While skydiving she realized that “comfort is overrated. Because being quiet is comfortable. Keeping things the way they’ve been is comfortable. And all comfort has done is maintain the status quo. So we’ve got to get comfortable with being uncomfortable by speaking these hard truths when they’re necessary.” Like she says, “And in a world that wants us to whisper, I choose to yell.”

As do I. If aging infirm parents can sue their sons and the government mobilized to enact a law that makes it a legal obligation for children and heirs to provide better and safe living conditions for them why can’t similar provisions be made for daughters trapped in unhappy marriages?

Well, why are you so silent?

Are you ready to call a spade a spade or if you like fairy tales, call the naked emperor naked?

Are you going to speak up? Stop existing in isolation? Take sides? Make a difference, and leave the world a little bit better than it was?

 Or would you prefer to be complicit?

 Your choice, their lives.

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#1 of 7 B&W Photos

Hello friends what’s up? All good one hopes 🙂 I’ve been drowning in guilt the last few weeks slacking off on my blogging duties worried. To atone for my laziness, I shall post non-stop for the next 7 years months weeks days. rolling on the floor

You should have seen your expressiondevil

Anyway not my fault – Rekha the artist par excellence, photography buff and a budding storyteller nominated me for the 7 days 7 B&W photo challenge.

But relax! It’s just one photo per day with the following rules:

  1. Post seven black and white photos of your life, on seven days.
  2. No people.
  3. No explanation.
  4. Challenge someone new each day

Ever since I discovered my creative bone winkingI have begun to chafe at rules and regulations. Besides, after all these years of toeing the line, I think it’s time to live it up, break some noise don’t ya think? party

20171125_122537.jpgWarm bright sunshine on a chilly morning at a friend’s garden. By the way can you spot Scoobie?

“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”Paul Terry

My challenge is to you dear readers – leave me a comment big grin Come on be a sport, it really isn’t as tough as you make it out to berolling eyes

And if you wish to join the challenge be my guest! thumbs up

Until tomorrow.wave

Oh well fine, if you insist:

20171125_105958.jpgThere’s Scoobie big grin

Have a happy happy Sunday!

And also linking to WPC – Transformation. All photos have been transformed to B&W 😀

Day 2 here.

 

WPC: Temporary

The Daily Post offers prompts for photo challenges which are temporary in nature as a new prompt is provided each week. Because of the fleeting evanescent nature of time I couldn’t complete the challenge in the allotted time span. But then again after a lifetime of being punctual and on the dot (and even before the dot at several occasions) I am enjoying the freedom of being late . And wonder of wonders – the world around doesn’t actually instantly burst into indignant protesting smithereens (honestly it continues to surprise me that no such things happens if I am late or even absent :D) 😉

So a few selected visuals of all things temporary – hope you like 🙂

tikka

Food is so temporary isnt it? Just lasts a mealtime – sometimes not even that 😉

20160617_142550Almost sacrilege to dig into such a work of art don’t you think?

Dance

The raibeshe dancers create a temporary aesthetic formation. If you like to see more of these amazing folk dancers from West Bengal click here You won’t be disappointed, I am quite sure.

So what else is temporary?

Coco

Coco’s infection

TreeboThe perfectly made bed at a hotel 😀

HaircutMy sister’s haircut! Mine is sorta permanent 😉

ScrabbleA game of scrabble – have you played it? Can you redo the words on the board once the game is over? I did it once and my husband still owes me…

FallThe brilliant colors of fall imported from Germany 🙂

Cheers to you from India Chinese rose Have a super weekend!

Don’t forget to leave me your favorite and what would be your idea of temporary. Thanks for visiting.

 

 

WPC: Sneak Peek

Hello everyone! How have you been? Sorry to have been MIA – too many things happening. Pollution levels haven’t helped and I seem to be floundering in a haze of unformed fleeting thoughts and ideas. And there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Don’t believe me? Have a look.

TunnelScene at 5.30 pm

IMG-20171108-WA0003And this is the most popular meme doing the rounds these days

Veiled

Although I have to admit this is my personal favorite. Anyway I seem to be rambling more than usual. I intended to post some pictures related to last week’s Daily Post’s challenge Peek. But then I guess these gave you a peek into my mind 😀 But if you are still up to it, here are the ones that I had originally intended to post but never got the time to do so.

KidAren’t we all like the little boy peeking curiously at the world around us, trying to make sense and often unsuccessfully.

SunrayA ray of sun peeks out through the clouds (not smog!) at the foothills of the Himalayas.

TreesunThe Sun plays peek-a-boo with the tree

Short treeThe tiny tree peeks out from behind the taller cousins

SquirrelSafe in the arms of Mother Nature, the squirrel peeks out

DanceA sneak peak into a folk dance – colorful ladies

Dance2and their counterparts

cafe

Okay so now I am off to grab a coffee and breakfast – care to join me? I’m waitin 😉