Bored out....

Life has become totally entangled in the web of daily habits.prisoner of dead habits ... driven by the inertia of repeatetive actions .... this is called boredom.Deep silence brings forth self realization , the questions of life and death finds its meaning in the depths of silence.

Do the signal man ever get bored waving the flag whenevr a train passes by , did Dalai Lama get bored disseminating the pearls of wisdom to the common folk innumerable times, or did Martin L King Jr get bored proclaiming the equalityof the blacks and whites where ever he spoke out ?

May be the answer to all these is nay. The colours of imagination springs forth when the spirits are at the bedrock of boredome. We get ourselves charged up , feel the urge to create something very astounding only when we are bored at the current scheme of things.
So boredome is a blessing in disguise. It acts as an elexir for imagination. So embrace boredome and try to innovate ways out of the labrinth of solitude , steer forward to look into this world with a new outlook.

My Deepest Respect

My friend , My soul , My everythingI had been wondering aimlessly in this worldI had been plunged in the slush of banalityLife had been dull and utterly boringthe existence had been reduced to a mere act of metabolism You appeared in my lifeBringing fresh life and airI just opened up my eyesFound you The world bacame my familyI belong to the worldliving life from the sphere of fulfillment Everything in my life is because of youI have metamorphosed just because of you You banged on my door,the door opened lightened my roomfilled with fragranceJoy and Joy is the only essance thats flowing over me.....

---My Deepest Love and respect to my Guruji Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

Serendipity in Shenandoah

The country roads did take me home to the valley of Shenandoah national park. The place is a treat for every nature lover. Located in the vast stretch of Virginia, the Appalachian mountain range offers a long 5/6 hrs of scenic drive over the skyline providing a panoramic view of the valley from all possible angles. The landscape is characterized by long stretches of wild meadows, lush green forest, unique rock outcroppings and spectacular waterfalls. Our journey started on a long weekend . We decided to explore the valley with utmost indolence. The more time you give to nature , the better it reveals itself. The serpentine roadways over the Shenandoah Valley occasionally punctuated by gurgling streams and covers of moss on the bark of trees creates a deeply engulfing atmosphere. The trailways leading deep inside the forest . The seduction for the wild is inescapable.It’s like a hermits resort to engage in timeless conversation with nature. The sound of silence finds an extra resonance in these high altitudes where the cloud floats past you. Here you can touch the sky !!!The deer passing before our car , the black beer peeping out from it’s hideout , to have a glimpse of the civilized gentry. Expect all these in the forest valley of Shenandoah. The vast valley lying on the mountain range of Appalachian , with the meandering Shenandoah river conjures up the folklore and songs of America's past.The idyllic landscapes , rolling hills and pastures captures the soul of this valley. Truely a resort for the perched soul . I looked at it with the eyes to make accidental discoveries.This valley stretches for about 300 miles along the Blue Ridge mountain which reminds the great hard wood forest that blankated most parts of Northern America.
The ephemeral whimsies of nature are refreshingly verbose. The rain wave comes gushing over us , letting us get inside our car , immediately in the next turn we could see the golden rays of Sun drenching the valley , again in the next turn the cloud and fog flows past us. The evening is characterized by the dying glow of the Sun. The soft rays of Sun , emanating from behind the clouds makes us pause and ponder. Nature gives us ample opportunity to reflect and introspect on the questions of life , death and astral quests. Bidding adieu to this valley, with the song of John Denver still lingering in my ears makes me promise for another rendezvous. The country roads do bring the nature lovers home, to rest and repose in the lap of Mother Nature.