Friday, March 26, 2010


my name is cheeni.... because i am very sugary, but sometimes i can be very bitter, so then i am KC... karvi cheeni. I guess i am like this only :)

why did the squirrel do potty on me ?

early morning conversation, white chairs, blue table, light gray lemonade glasses.

"have u seen the work" - he asks...
 no..... i reply
he further adds -
" If you want to go into your theme, then go all the way, don't wait for a positive pumping from others all the time, to praise you at every step....."

( sip, sip, sip - three idiots having lemonade )
Neha, refill please....

he continues -
" As i was saying, if you want to do it.... then explode into your theme, topic, subject, expression completely...
EXPLODE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! don't hold back......

( sip, sip, sip - 2nd round of lemonade....)

"Yeah, i feel so too" I acknowledge, unaware that the next day i will find the brown hawk with a pair, feeding his babies... unaware of the Quotient of happiness....of knowing how we go so soft and slow in our works again and again and then at will, decide to unleash a storm, and then again slow like a toy train in the hills which decides to just fly off the tracks and go tumbling and crashing down and within an instant, just hop back on the track at a very slow, relaxing speed...
tiny shiny bird
bathes among falling leaves

“The problem, the contradiction the scientists are stuck with, is that of mind. Mind has no matter or energy but they can’t escape its predominance over everything they do. Logic exists in the mind. Numbers exist only in the mind. I don’t get upset when scientists say that ghosts exist in the mind. It’s that only that gets me. Science is only in your mind too, it’s just that that doesn’t make it bad. Or ghosts either.
“Laws of nature are human inventions, like ghosts. Laws of logic, of mathematics are also human inventions, like ghosts. The whole blessed thing is a human invention, including the idea that it isn’t a human invention. The world has no existence whatsoever outside the human imagination. It’s all a ghost, and in antiquity was so recognized as a ghost, the whole blessed world we live in. it’s run by ghosts. We see what we see because these ghosts show it to us, ghosts of Moses and Christ and the Buddha, and Plato, and Descartes, and Rousseau and Jefferson and Lincoln, on an on and on. Isaac Newton is a very good ghost. One of the best. Your common sense is nothing more that the voices of thousands and thousands of these ghosts from the past. Ghosts and more ghosts. Ghosts trying to find their place among the living.”
 Robert Pirsig,  Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance; An Inquiry into Values