Through the looking glass

As i gaze through the looking glass, i cant help but ponder,

all these years of mine to waste,wish i had a few years longer.

My smooth visage , now beset with wrinkles...

My tired eyes,ave lost their twinkle..

A tall man was I, 6 feet in all

Now I barely walk,lest I fall

A bird in the sky once I could view,

But all I can see now is a yard or two..

The sound of the raindrops I heard once clear,

Now even my dear once's voice I strain to 'ear

Strong as a lion I once used to be,

but all I am now, is a withered old tree.

As I gaze through the looking glass it makes me despair

If only I had a few more years...

The mind - A personal insight (Mind vs.Body)

The human mind is a channel through which things-to-be are coming into the realm of things-that-are.

HENRY FORD, Theosophist Magazine, Feb. 1930

It is the mind that maketh good or ill,That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.

EDMUND SPENSER, The Faerie Queene

Just as dogs love to chew bones, the mind loves to get its teeth into problems. That's why it does crossword puzzles and builds atom bombs.

ECKHART TOLLE, The Power of Now

I am the human mind...the most sophisticated fraction in the human being;my permanent residence is within the millions of sulci and gyri of the grey matter (the brain)...Though my presence has been known of since time immemorial,little is known of me....I still lie enshrouded in a veil of mystery....Many have tried to decipher me but have failed....For i am as volatile as ether,mouldable like clay and as unstable as an atom...

The advancing years change the way I look,the way I think and the way I act...

The various instances in life are classified by me according to their importance...I am the seat of emotion and intelligence...It is I that controls my servant...you....the body.

I have an influence on the way you think,feel and act...I also play a role in the way you look at things....

From the bright colours that attracted you as a child to the curves and contour of a beautiful woman...It is I that makes ur heart miss a beat....

And were I to go away,I wud render you useless,lifeless and without purpose..a single grain of sand in the infinite expanse of the desert....

The Hippo'critic' Oath

I swear by Apollo, Asclepius, Hygieia, and Panacea, and I take to witness all the gods, all the goddesses, to keep according to my ability and my judgment, the following Oath.

To consider dear to me, as my parents, him (or her,equality for all) who taught me this art; to live in common with him(or her again) and, if necessary, to share my goods with him(now how are we supposed to do that in this time of economic downturn?); To look upon his children as my own brothers, to teach them this art.

I will prescribe regimens for the good of my patients according to my ability and my judgment and never do harm to anyone.(well..since the university i study in has cut down my course by half a year, i don't know how this can be made possible...Forgive me, dear patients)

I will not give a lethal drug to anyone if I am asked, nor will I advise such a plan; and similarly I will not give a woman a pessary to cause an abortion.(Cause' i don't know of any medicament that i could prescribe to you...Referrals will be made at an nominal charge of 50 bucks)

But I will preserve the purity of my life and my arts.

I will not cut for stone, even for patients in whom the disease is manifest; I will leave this operation to be performed by practitioners, specialists in this art.(yup....this I can do)

In every house where I come I will enter only for the good of my patients, keeping myself far from all intentional ill-doing and all seduction and especially from the pleasures of love with women or with men, be they free or slaves.(or pro's....and i will always enter any house with a vial of Alexander Flemings elixir,and a pack of rubbers,if my will fails me)

All that may come to my knowledge(rather, lack of) in the exercise of my profession or in daily commerce with men, which ought not to be spread abroad, I will keep secret and will never reveal.(heaven forbid if my missus finds out!)

If I keep this oath faithfully, may I enjoy my life and practice my art, respected by all men and in all times;(and buy that Rolls Royce i saw last week) but if I swerve from it or violate it, may the reverse be my lot.(But i Hope money solves my problems)

PEACE

Endless Story

It has always been my fondest dream..that i'd just pick up a pen and write a story as endless as the sea and as intense as the sun's rays...The context and story have to be well concocted for this purpose..a subtle theme,a few strong characters interacting betwixt the swarm of many loosely created ones...looking to fulfil some purpose or the other in their lives,which until now...has been just "live to eat, or eat to live"....The purpose of these characters been defined...now lets go to the story...or more aptly,the plot...


The plot should be subtle,stimulating interest amongst readers of wide age groups,young and old and kindle the spirit of adventure,thoughts and imaginations which until now,were dormant and hidden in coccoon...It should be vivid so as to create in the minds of the readers a colourful painting or to be more descriptive,a 3 dimensional view of the scenario unfolding as he unfurls page after page...


The style of writing - Not to forget should be brief,crisp and with a pinch of this and touch of that....in fact it should be almost like a recipe...for there are a few words which give eyes to the readers...eyes to see what each character sees through his own...preferably the protagonist..
For a story to be endless,it should always be within a shroud of mystery...mystery as to what may happen next...the looseness of the other characters should enable the twists and turns that make the saga versatile...


Loopholes are a must in such a venture so as to stimulate reason and to help multiple paths unfurl from the original classic...in other words...a BABEL where each action influences the other's life and epitomises the word "karma"