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Mirth and maturity

” I counted my years and discovered that I have
less time to live going forward than I have lived until now.

I have more past than future.
I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies.
The first ones, he ate ungracious,
but when he realized there were only a few left,
he began to taste them deeply.

I do not have time to deal with mediocrity.
I do not want to be in meetings where parade inflamed egos.

I am bothered by the envious, who seek to discredit
the most able, to usurp their places,
coveting their seats, talent, achievements and luck.

I do not have time for endless conversations,
useless to discuss about the lives of others
who are not part of mine.

I do not have time to manage sensitivities of people
who despite their chronological age, are immature.

I cannot stand the result that generates
from those struggling for power.

People do not discuss content, only the labels.
My time has become scarce to discuss labels,
I want the essence, my soul is in a hurry…
Not many candies in the bowl…

I want to live close to human people,
very human, who laugh of their own stumbles,
and away from those turned smug and overconfident
with their triumphs,
away from those filled with self-importance,
Who does not run away from their responsibilities ..
Who defends human dignity.
And who only want to walk on the side of truth
and honesty.
The essential is what makes
life worthwhile.

I want to surround myself with people,
who knows how to touch the hearts of people ….
People to whom the hard knocks of life,
taught them to grow with softness in their soul.

Yes …. I am in a hurry … to live with intensity,
that only maturity can bring.
I intend not to waste any part of the goodies
I have left …
I’m sure they will be more exquisite,
that most of which so far I’ve eaten.

My goal is to arrive to the end satisfied and in peace
with my loved ones and my conscience.
I hope that your goal is the same,
because either way you will get there too .. ”

by Mário de Andrade

Mario de Andrade is a Brazilian poet. This is his poem – Mirth and maturity.

“Some people are like ice creams, even if you don’t get your favourite flavour it is still a joy to eat. Some people, not so much in the degrees they hold, award they have won or with captivating credentials they received; but the way they walk into a room, smile without a reason, breathe for a purpose, leave a deep impact. Some people change the world by just making their presence felt. Some people make us better by just having known them. Some people no matter how far, how age strange, how famous, how rich; make us feel the pain of having lost a close friend in a total stranger. Some people do small things in a big way. Some people feel deeply all the time and, that is mistaken as their weakness. Some people in fact, secretly thrive knowing that to feel passionately-compassionately is their biggest strength. Some people are misunderstood way too many times. Some people keep forgiveness in their heart like change in their wallets. Some people carry compliments like prayers, always handy. Some people turns soft pillows, fluffy toys, quotation books, good music, long walks, hot showers, postcard letters; just when you need them. Some people are too good to be true. Some people care in awkward ways, unacceptable ways and unbelievable ways. Some people never let you feel lonely. Some people celebrate desire and their ability to overcome it. Some people rejoice at the sight of the sun and the glimpse of the moon. Some people think too much about bettering the world. Some people get hurt often but healed sooner. Some people like telescopes carry far sighted vision. Some people are beam balance that measures you always ‘worthy’. Some people don’t calculate your viewpoints, tally your ideas and rate your belief systems. Some people put principles ahead of pejoratives. Some people like flexible jeans, fit all sizes. Some people turn into lexicons and languages, easy to understand-hard to forget. Some people like electricity are available for multipurpose use. Some people are the living legend of holy hymns and sacred verses. Some people are old photographs, nothing about them changes. Some people are way too wise for this world, have talent the size of the universe, and live life fully by not getting tangled in making a living. Some people believe too much in giving. Some people are a victory of mankind. Let’s try to be those people for someone. Let’s be someone’s favourite thing to talk about. Someone’s favourite conversation!”

Source: A love note to Maya Angelou – Deepak Ramola (Project Fuel)

 

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Will you still love me?

 

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‘Will you still love me?‘ by Ravinder Singh is the book I picked up to get into the reading habit once again. It’s on the first rack of the small library I found in this ‘library-extinct mode’ city. 
This is a light read, not so heavy novel (content and size wise). Started typically as a love story between a Punjabi boy and a north-east girl, it shows the contrast in mindsets at various levels. I had read the earlier works of this author, “I too had a love story’,”Can love happen twice?“, they go in the similar line. But two points stood out for me in this book, one is the best portrayal of North-eastern states, specially Meghalaya and the streets of Patiala which fed the traveling soul inside me. And the Second point is of the parallel track on the Road safety issue (One of the many issues we are pertinently careless about). 
Overall, It’s a good try to convey a social message through the rapid change in lead characters lives. Likewise, showing that an accident does not happen spontaneously, but stems out from a series of events until then. 
Lines like, “Happiness is felt more deeply in the face of unhappiness.” and “Some goodbyes require us to express ourselves.” stayed with me.
So it’s fine for single-go reading, without putting much effort on our side. 

See you next time with another peek into the time experience.