A note and a poem.

I had gone underground past few weeks. From posting anything on the blog, that is. So, Past few weeks, I have been reading a lot about some issues: child abuse (April is the month dedicated to child abuse awareness, btw), gender inequality, the skewed sex ratio in India. And I was just so bogged down by all this. Its not like Im reading about all these things for the first time. These issues are really close to my heart, and I always try and read up as much as I can about them, but the past few weeks have been different, for some reason. I was just feeling so hopelessly frustrated seeing so much injustice around me. And helpless too. So, I have been conditioning myself, tutoring myself on how to look at all these things without them affecting my peace of mind. I do want to follow up on all these issues, talk, discuss, spread awareness and help with these issues, and I guess the first thing I need to do is make myself immune to the pain and injustice involved in the issues. Only then, I will be able to think clearly, objectively, without being biased and most importantly, without making me lose my peace of mind over them. So, thats what I have been trying to do. Trying to calm myself down. :-)

In keeping up with the non-humorous, serious tone of this post, let me share with you a poem I came across recently. Such beautiful, deep and meaningful lines.

On Marriage
Kahlil Gibran
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.


Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.


Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.