Daily Prompt: Desire

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Desire

At this moment I have a craving to go outside and feel the fresh air.  Nature tells me, ‘Sorry ma’am this request cannot be fulfilled. As there is a warning for gale force wind, and I do not think it’s wise to be outdoors, you may not enjoy me taking  you off your feet and delivering you  on the city Dump.’

I ask Nature, ‘Can I expect a calm day, I mean  a windless day tomorrow?’

‘March is a month of strong wind, this desire I’m afraid cannot be granted,’ said cruel nature.

‘What about April, can I hope for better days?’

‘No matter what your Politicians tell you, ‘Global Warming’ is a reality.  Put all your wants, desires, expectations, fancies,  hopes, needs, wishes in a box blow them with all your might and watch where they land. At this point I cannot promise you anything, SORRY!’ Nature answers.

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Hindi song: Hamein aur jeenay ki chahat na hoti, posted and translated by Ranu

Singers are : Kishore Kumar(male voice, Lata Mangeshkar- female voice)

I would not have the desire to live,

Had you been not here,

If you did not  support me,

I would remain in the whirlpool,

And would not find the shore,

Even if I was on the shore

The waves would come and drown me.

If you were not here

How can I tell you

How much you mean  to me.

You are my life’s support

I would hold on to the string of hope

And weep for moments

Had you not been here.

I would not have the desire to live,

Had you  not been  here.

I would endure

all your sorrows happily.

I would not complain

To anyone ever.

The world would jeer at me,

Happiness would weep for me

Had you not been here,

I would not have the desire to live,

Had you not been  here!

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365 Writing Prompts: Back to school

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?

If I did get the opportunity to go back to school I’d like to study Philosophy. My interest is in Metaphysics.

We all by nature have a desire to know. The indication of this is the delight we take in our senses; apart from them being useful they are loved for themselves; and above all others is the sense of sight.Even when we are not going to do anything , we prefer seeing. The reason this, most of all the senses , it brings to light many different things.

We do not regard any of these senses as wisdom; yet they do give the most authoritative knowledge of particulars. They do not tell us ‘why’ of anything— such as why is fire hot; they only say it is hot.These and many other questions that I have will help me learn if I invest some time in this subject.

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DP Daily Prompt: Can’t Get It Out Of My Head

Have you ever become obsessed with something? Tell us about something that captivates your attention like nothing else.

Ever since I started taking online course of the great Philosopher and Poet Iqbal my heart and soul is captivated by his poetry and his philosophical outlook on God and Man .

In one of his poem’s he says: Man must heighten his self hood to such an extent so that before formulating the destiny of man, God would ask ,”What would you rather be.”

Secondly he says,: Rest is all but impossible in this workplace of nature.Change alone is changeless in this world.”He says in another poem “The disintegrating river bank said: Though long have I lived , Alas I have not discovered who I am. An ecstatic wave rippled past swiftly and said: I am if I move :If I move not I die.”Because a ripple cannot exist unless it moves . This is the secret of existence.

Again he says , one should continue to have longing for development. He thinks it is not enough to achieve something.Do not rest on your laurels he says; be restless! He encourages us to constantly yearn and desire.He says,”I would not exchange my Man’s station for all the splendors of Godhead.”

I would rather be Man than become God, he says , some might say he was a heretic.He thinks God is perfection, to him perfection has no potential for growth. Therefore it stagnates, perfection cannot develop anymore. So I would not like to be God, I would like to remain as a man.

About the theme of constant battle and self-testing he says: Life is to make a pearl from your own inner oyster.”

On   the attack on color or race he says : “We are born of this garden, and stem from a single branch,we are nurtured by the same Springtide’s bounty.– the same spring for all flowers of all colors.”

I truly believe if we as human beings overlooked our differences and worked with what is similar in us, we can build a safe and happy planet for us and our future generations. This thought has captivated my mind ever since I started the online courses.

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” Upohaar” A gift: poem by Tagore Translated and posted by Ranu

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for li...

Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel prize for literature. It is the first Nobel prize won by Asia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’d like to bring a gift of love,

I am anxious to know what can it be.

What my heart desires

my mind is unable to find.

They ganged up against me

and took what I had,

What remains it’s best

not to mention .

Gold silver and precious gems

were buried in the ground,

The dealers found them

and took them home.

There’s a lot of

money in the mint,

I’ll be in trouble if I take them.

Clothing is in the chest,

Strict security prevails.

This world that we are living in

is a terrible place,

there are people who will

deceive you and leave never

to show up again.

Which is why little memorabilia

are left as gifts.

Some remain,others break,

it’s a useless expense.

If I could leave at your disposal

all my love and affection

and it was visible,

who would give so

many things to you?

I think and wonder

what wealth can I leave for

you secretly__

you and I will be happy.

It will be done,

by giving you something

and  buy your affection

continually,is not what I like.

You are young,

you have a lot waiting for you,

drink up all the love

and affection we give.

If you forget,or

time doesn’t permit,

it doesn’t matter.

These things are for us

we have all the time

to remember.

The river pushes all the

obstacles and moves onward,

into far away lands.

It leaves its starting point

moves further away to distant

lands.

The motionless peak

forever keeps the river

in its memory.

Likewise whether you are

near or far,

My blessings will follow you

till eternity!