Fluky Wisdom

The Most Courageous Act – To Love Yourself That was my first Zumba session at my newly joined Gym (which includes cardio, endurance, flexibility training, yoga, Zumba and other outdoor activities). I, being a dancer, was very skeptic and prejudiced about the session for two reasons. 1. I am a classical dancer; I have never done anything like this. 2. Why should I join Zumba for fitness as I have my own dance form. I felt ridiculous and scolded myself for doing everything other than my dance practice. Then the trainer came in with a beautiful smile on her face. I could immediately sense her charm and positivity. She gave general instructions and asked if anyone of us danced before. I didn’t show off that I am a dancer and kept quite as I am sure I cannot do great Zumba on songs like ‘Kala Chashma’ and  ‘High heels pe nacche’ :-p . The session was good and I was amazed by the smiling and energetic face of the trainer. The way she carries herself while dancing is amazing. All throug

I have been pondering upon to write on this issue since a very long time but no language could properly express a girl's anger and disgust on the Middle aged men bullies. However, I dare to express my views on it today. Often we get very irritating signs, gazes, messages not from young men but from the married morons. we are scared to talk about it as these black sheep are well placed in the society. Sadly it is women who are blamed for everything... For their dress, for their odd office timings, for them being independent.. Huh. These uncles just need young girls(Even a girl in Burkha is not spared) and their wives must be absolutely clueless about their husband’s shameful acts as they would be the most loving husbands at home. It is easy to say girls to open their mouths but that would be the most disgusting situation ever even to complain about these not so obvious harrassments .So here is my open letter to all uncles in the world! Dear Uncles!! I think it is time to s

Aurangabad, January 2016: The song started with a meditative Tibetan bowl sounds. Mandra sthayi (low pitch) aalap by male singers in the background.. Soothing yet powerful female voice was singing Appo Deepo Bhava!! Appo Deepo Bhava!! The whole mood was so enchanting. Deep. Metaphysical. By the end of the dance rehearsal, we all were into tears out of Brahmananda (Ecstasy).  Then I asked Parwati Didi [1] for the meaning of Appo Deepo Bhava. She said that it was said by Buddha to his disciple as “Be the light unto yourself”.  How thoughtful? You should be your own light. Often we wait for somebody else to come and mend our lives. We want somebody else to help, somebody else as moral and financial support, somebody to show pity on us and somebody to complete our lives.  In this process of urge to validate ourselves by somebody else, we forget our worth. We think we are successful if the society approves our success. We are happy at our achievements if somebody praises u

“The purpose of art as well as nature is to help man. Nature is already perfect, but the function of art is a ritual to help “imperfect” men become identical with this perfect nature. While the perfect nature is always aesthetic, meaning fully alive, man is often inaesthetic, meaning not experiencing directly, really lifeless, enslaved by the thinking and feeling diseases of his psyche... the aim to present man, not man instead of nature, but man identical with perfect nature, that is man at his very best, real, alive and free.”    -  Erick Hawkins (American Modern Dancer & Choreographer) Had there been no connection between the heart and the art, or for that matter, had there been no term called ‘heart’ at all, there would not have been any entertainment industry, there would not have been any question of aesthetics, there would not have been millions of cases of depression, suicides and there would not have been a LIFE! What is life? Is life merely to exist? No! Since t

“Love cannot be learnt or taught. Love comes as Grace.” -           Rumi Rumi was right. Love comes as grace and spreads as light. Often we over estimate ourselves as the most lovable and loving souls in this universe. But in the name of love, we act so selfish. Our attachment to our own world and people is often misunderstood as love. So what is selfless love? There are different definitions for selfless and pure love. I share one of my encounters with a simple yet wonderful lady in a city bus. I was sitting in a bus behind the seat reserved for senior citizens in which a young lady sat. After a while, a sixty year old woman entered the bus and asked me to get up and offer her my seat. I, claiming myself a rule bound person didn’t give her the seat but suggested her to ask the lady who sat in the senior citizen’s seat. The woman instead of asking her started scolding me. I was taken aback by her rudeness and became even more rigid in offering her the seat. Then the lady next to