Two destroyers of the world

Two motivations, which, when wrongly led, can work towards destruction of a balanced world are money and sex. Each one, if sought beyond rationale can lead to series of actions and deeds which will hinder the balanced existence, of self and surrounding environment as well.

Desire of money (means and end) tells a lot about person's values and standards that he or she carries. If the source is corrupt and you are not questioning it, you are damning your own existence. Is it that, money is received by fraud, pandering or by lowering standards? Are you feeding the needs of people which you would personally disdain? When the means are evil, it will essentially perpetrate more evil amongst the people who were taken for a ride. It can be a vicious cycle.

When somebody tells that sex is merely a desire of body and impervious to reasoning, they are essentially deriding the whole philosophical facade, which really isn't a facade. Its within us whether we accept it or succumb to denial of its presence. The way I look at this desire is the outcome of a human being's fundamental convictions. So the choice of seeking satisfaction is truly a reflection of a person's conviction and values he or she carries. A person will always be attracted to another person who reflects his/her deepest vision (or lack of it). There is ideally no conflict between the standards of person's mind and the desire of his/her body.

My 2 cents on two most overrated concepts and destroyers...

Desiderata

I know, I know, I have posted this poem here before but sometimes things are so wonderful that they deserve reverence of repetition. So here goes to one marvelously simple poem:

written by Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy!

Peace out!

Classic spelling blunders

Being in architecture has its charm and one that cannot be alienated is the fact that you are always dealing with a lot of people at every step of the project. But thats beside the point. In my short span of work experience I came across two classic spelling fiascos.

First one, when somebody had mentioned "worehouse" instead of warehouse on the construction document set. When the set went to City official, he picked up the building code book to look for zoning for such a building type. Our perplexed office representative questioned the City about this move and he calmly explained that I want to confirm the occupancy and zoning for whorehouse. Can you imagine the humiliation that person must have gone through?!?!

Another catastrophe was when somebody in our office misspelled the client's business name from "SolFocus" to "SolFucus" on the drawings. Imagine its not mind fucked, thinking fucked but it's the soul fucked. There is nothing left beyond that. Its the ultimate disaster. You are pretty much screwed for life if that happens! Of course we had a good laugh on these incidences and still do reminiscing.

So next time, just run a spell check or just briefly glance over to what you type. It may save you a lot of fun and possible embarrassment. Be safe and less adventurous with alphabets.

Power Paradox

Bumped into this absolutely fabulous article on what the true power should be and actually is. It is an attempt to blow the myth of what the power has been understood and what has been taught and being perpetrated which still is grossly faulty.

My favorite point in the article:

"A major reason why Machiavellians fail is that they fall victim to a third myth about power. They mistakenly believe that power is acquired strategically in deceptive gamesmanship and by pitting others against one another. Here Machiavelli failed to appreciate an important fact in the evolution of human hierarchies: that with increasing social intelligence, subordinates can form powerful alliances and constrain the actions of those in power. Power increasingly has come to rest on the actions and judgments of other group members. A person's power is only as strong as the status given to that person by others."

How I wish people spent more time on cultivating social intelligence rather than acquiring blanket powerless powers which can be dynamited anytime.

You can be the Change!

Here is your chance to see, feel and contribute towards something meaningful. I always appeal folks to not just contribute money but participate and volunteer their time for the organization. Understand the problems, question and seek answers. If you are convinced with the cause then monetary contribution will follow.

What has been possible in the past? Some few things, still significant! What can we do in the future? Its up to us! If we grow big in our efforts, we can make the problems smaller. I believe in it! My simple request is to take action on the things you feel need a fix. No action is as big a sin as wrong action.

Here is a promise of thousand volunteers at AID:

"One for India (OFI) is the year-end fundraiser of Association for India's Development (AID). This year we aim to raise $250,000 to support our initiatives in 2008, and to make the community aware of AID's activities. Donate to AID and we promise that your ONE contribution" will count and make a positive difference in India. "

I can use some heavy-duty Gandhi quote here to make a bigger impact but I will save that for ultimate final appeal..:).

Touched by a Star

It was a crispy, wintry evening yesterday when I was heading home. My calmness was vapidly replaced with tension barged in by fire truck’s noise trying to save the remains of a gutted motel near my apartment. But I had plans. I couldn’t spend more time on this incident. Little did I know that I will be spending rest of my evening sobbing helplessly and not on the real fire!

I am usually pathetic at keeping track of movies unless I hear multiple mentions. Tare Zameen Par was registered in my mind for a reason. I had once dismissed it thinking it’s a kid’s movie (By no means it is!). I went for it and was speechless during and after the movie except for the initial giggle on the animated part of credits. Movie is about a dyslexic, 8 year old child who is facing the severity of education of regular mainstream system…:(. His trauma was evident in quiet gestures of withdrawals from almost everything what the regular kids do. His screaming dilemma was not heard by any teacher. Added to his misery were failed attempts by his parents to understand and then push him to behave and become a winner like other kids. They were so focused on making him win that the real problem of the child was ignored. Why not? Our society is custom made only for winners and its best to tailor a child from the beginning and if it doesn’t happen naturally then just force it. We don’t keep spaces for losers in our perfect society. Right?

It’s a beautiful movie nurtured carefully with mature acting and direction. Aamir’s sensitivity and sensibility is spotless and he has handled the subject brilliantly. Needless to say that the child's acting is truly amazing.The movie raises several important issues about the social system we consciously or unconsciously play part in and probably is one of the noteworthy efforts in mainstream/popular Indian cinema. All power to him! He is my star...This is one movie I will probably take few days to get over.

I have several rants about the education system we have generated, teaching techniques and the pressure of studying (mind you, not learning) the pre-defined way or even existence of boarding schools or even parenting where child gets beaten or not carefully looked after. But probably that’s for another day!

This is a beautiful song from the movie.

Maa - Taare Zameen...

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MERA SAYA .mp3

Beautiful lyrics!!

I have a problem with "Women empowerment"!

I have some serious concern with the term "women empowerment," in the way it is used is not just illogical but unfair too. Just before I get misconstrued, I must state, I am all for gender equality but when we say women empowerment we are essentially accepting the deep rooted disease of inequality against women. We are accepting the premise that one is strong enough to empower the other. why? Why should there be suppression and later an attempt to uplift the suppressed?
We grew up with gender biases. You will be surprised that even the most "progressive" social set-up can still have traces which are faulty with gender inequality. Think about these for a moment:
Guy should make a living (almost all the times), it is still optional for many women. Guy should (by all means) make more money than the girl. She can decide to stay home after marriage but for a guy, hell no or he runs a risk of being called a wuss. Guy should take the lead in a relationship or has all the rights to propose. Guy should be taller than her or at least as tall or its not a perfect/ideal match. Guy should have a higher degree than the girl. I can go on ranting but I must move on!
But please look carefully if these (degrees, money etc.) are all cosmetic additions as part of growing up or they define your life from then on? I abhor labeling. Yes I do!
We like to say we are "progressing" (whatever joy that term holds) without any hiccups and consciously ignoring that there is section of society still constantly getting abused, bought, burned, killed. Its a shame! But without getting dramatic here lets look at it logically. Do you see that male dominated society is still trying to define the role for its female counterpart? If not then how come we have broken world records of trafficking, sexual abuse & buying and selling like a commodity. Ask only ten affected women if this is by their choice. Anyway read this article which presents a scary scenario resulting from age long abuse of women in India and who knows it might just be true in coming days.
Here is something I read a while ago and found it really amusing but consider those times when it was true.

Integral part of life

So when you unexpectedly end up taking off a day from work, you suddenly realize how empty your life can appear! Well of course, you have around 8 to 10 hours extra in a day. So, you sit back relax and reflect what all the joy you terribly miss not going to work. List is long and the joy is pure.
You miss bitter, steaming cup of coffee which can be so bitter that even a corpse can wake up. No wonder our office is chirping at as early as 630/700 am. Cheap trick. Sigh! You sit at your desk look outside the giant window and feel caged and how everyone appears like a free bird enjoying the sunshine and you turn and look at your dark side of your tasks list. You miss bluffing your boss about how you do not surf internet at all. You miss banging your phone after every phone call from clients, contractors and consultants. You also miss the joy of abusing after a loud bang. You miss dreaming with your eyes open staring at your computer. You miss all the fake laughing at your boss's jokes no matter how stupid they are. You miss learning all those cool abuses from co-workers like: "kiss-my-butt" for instance!
You miss the office gossip about all new and old employees including the bosses which can be as trivial as who threw whose lunch from the refrigerator ( Yes, Robbie I don't care. Next time at least get me some juicy gossip!). Anyway, minus such exciting work environment can leave your days empty and aimless...:).
Hear this song which I stumbled on couple of days back and never thought a movie named "namaste london" can have a decent song. Biases can be bad! The singer is rahet fateh ali khan i think, not very sure!

NAMASTE LONDON - ...

Humbleness

Its been a while that I have posted anything sensible here. I tried to dodge the readers by some random posts but the trick fell flat..:). Not sure if this will make perfect sense but nevertheless (disclaiming works wonders), here we go!

Of late my mighty interest has been hovering about humbleness and its presence or absence in our lives. I fail to understand (but I haven't given up) about how and when the arrogance or rudeness penetrates so much so that it gives certain kind of sinister pleasure when we prove someone wrong or criticize only to prove unrivaled victory. Isn't it more of a mind game? Gandhi points out very lucidly, "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." I am not questioning the strength of the strong but to be strong in a way which will never take you towards failure. Redefine the failed or failure. Lets question being moneyed, high-degree holders, having opulent, materialistic lifestyle as successful. Lets discover the joy of being compassionate, sensitive, may be that is the winning element. May be!

Yes, may be because I am sure for it but not sure enough that I can preach others to adopt it. I never believed in thrusting my ideologies or beliefs on anyone. Because then I am taking responsibility for other's mind. But I urge everyone to question the simple and available or simplistically available. At least question at the very basic. Rest will follow..:).

May the force be with you!!

Which one is more human, there's thought, now you decide?

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head
And television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Subway makes me nervous, people pushing me too far
I've got to break away
So take my hand now

'Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free like animals
I want to live I want to run through the jungle
With wind in my hair and the sand at my feet

I don't have any difficulties keeping to myself
Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf
Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie
Which one is more human
There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle
Compassion in your hands, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you like to take my hand, yeah

Sometimes this life can get you down
It's so confusing
There's so many rules to follow
And I feel it
'Cause I just run away in my mind

Superstars and cannonballs running through your head
Television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie
Which one is more human
There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle
Compassion in your hands, yeah
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you like to take my hand, yeah!


Well I didn't pen all this, but something I have always liked. One of my favorite song and has always made me think, "which one is more human?" The video is splendid and the rebel in it, is hard to miss. Be it half painted lips, carefree laughter or hitting the wedding dress! It has always made me smile..:). And its also one my favorite song for running!

Candlelight Vigil in Tempe

My experiments with simplicity

My experiments with simple living began sometime last year while I was trying to work for a cause for not so privileged people. My realization took a different understanding that while a lot is to be done for the poor and the marginalized but it’s no less than what I could do with myself. My thinking, lifestyle choices, actions are all can be simplified. It is by no means a simple task where we have practiced the art of acquiring fast and fumbled things. The less we take from anywhere (only what is required) the more will be available for others. Idea is to have a conscious thinking involved. The disparity is the name of disease and we all play a role in it at some level.
Things I have or been trying to do this are many but may not be enough, but I try. I speak less and try to listen more. I try to listen more to weak voices. I have stopped comparing myself with others. I do not buy things unless they are really required and more essentially stopped duplicating. I do not feel bad when I miss the latest movies,sports or fashion. I have not bought a new single thing in past 10 months ranging from clothes, shoes, bags. I wanted to see if I can do this for an entire year. And I am just two more months to go and I am not desperately waiting for this time to pass. I just don’t feel like buying unless its justified in my head. I eat out less I always calculate the benefit it can have with even that small amount if I just put it for a cause. I use my time more wisely and try to incorporate good reading in some part of the day. I have stopped arguing altogether. I speak truthfully and care genuinely. I make my point quietly and justifiably and then let it go. My biggest challenge was controlling anger when I saw something wrong or dishonest. I have done really well in past few months while doing so and it’s become remarkably less.
While my journey continues I will keep collecting these wonderful results and will share as and when I can. Till then try simplicity and stay simple! These days I am trying to write in Hindi (Susha font) on computer and I tried this absolute wonderful song (which you might have heard before) and its translation in my way. Its totally cool!

vaOSnava jana toa tonao kihyao
pIr prayaI jaanao ro.
A true human being is one
who understands someone else’s pain.

pr duKo ]pkar kro taoe
mana AiBamaana naa Aanoa ro.
While doing good to others,
There is no pride entered in his/her mind.

sakla laaok maana sahunao vando
inanda naa kro konaI ro.
A true human being praises others,
And does not carp about anyone.

vaaca kaca mana inaYCla raKI
Qana Qana janaina tonaI ro.
He/she keeps words and actions immaculate,
And the person’s mother is blessed.

sama idRYiT nao tRYnaa tyaaiga
pr st`I/ jaonao maat ro.
A true human being never embraces greed and avarice
Considers else’s husband or wife with respect.

ijavha qaaik Asa\\tyaa naa baaolao
pr Qana nava JaalaI haqa ro.
The tongue never gets tired of speaking of truth
And never touches someone else’s money.

maaoh maayaa vyaapa nahI jaonao
dRD vaOragya jaonaa mana maana ro.
A simple person never gets attached to worldly attachments,
He/she devotes the life to staunch simplicity of actions and thoughts.

rama rama SaUna talI laaIga
sakla tIrqa tonaa tna maana ro.
A true person obtains peace in God’s name
And all the pilgrimages happen in the mind.


vana laaoBaI nao kpT riht Co:
kama kRaoQa inavaa’yaa ro.
One who has given up greed and deceit,
And also all kinds of anger and lust along with it.

Banao narsaOyaao tonauna drYana krta
kula ekaotor taryaa ro.
Everyone else will be happy to meet such a person,
By virtue of whose presence the entire surrounding will get purer.

Did we learn the right way?

I can recall a small anecdote which later urged me to dissect and understand the way we learn and teach others about trust. It happened a few months back as I was driving back from some place I don't recall now. I was few blocks away from the apartment and couldn't miss noticing few Indian students (FOB) carrying heavily loaded grocery bags and walking in the same direction as me. The very first reaction for me was to reminisce my own school days of hardship. Second, was of urge to help and think I might just give them a ride and it will save them from the plight full of hot weather and heavy duty grocery lugging. So not thinking much further, I went ahead and turned right and pulled over. I went out and asked them, I can give you girls a ride? Their reaction was instantaneous and a no, (but thanks)! I should have known. I first thought, did I offend them? I put myself in their shoes and realized I would have done the exact same thing.
We are brought up learning not to trust strangers. In due set of experience in life we learn to not believe/trust very easily. This could be based plainly on experiences of our own or others close to our surrounding. This is not to deny that there isn't anything bad out there but what really happens in the process? We suspect more and trust less and the even the pure good has to go through the test of time. If someone is being really nice you question their intentions and motives. We often think that so much goodness cannot be selfless. How do you judge or sift through other people's actions or you don't? Should we live the cautious, defensive way? Society is often a reflection of our own distilled thoughts and actions and if we want the utopian society(if such is a possibility) possible where and how should we begin?

Real or surreal?

There wasn't anything unusual about the day. Woke up really early today and without arguing too much in my head, I just followed the mundane routine and went to work. Drive was beautiful and thanks to AZ weather of late. Its been blessed with some overcast, thunderstorms and rains, unlike the usual cruel sunshine.
Wasn't too hungry during lunch so ended up doing some aimless browsing instead of eating. I heard a thud and just overlooked it as somebody loitering outside the huge office window which faces a busy road, till I heard a person in my office screaming , "oh my God!'. I casually turned to glance the cars, but little beyond that there was huge mass of black smoke engulfing fierce fire flames. I saw the fire growing touching the heights of the adjacent building. What did just happen? I couldn't move my eyes after that...there were cop cars siren restlessly running to reach the spot. The panic was disturbing. Everything else came to a standstill. But what really happened? Two news choppers collided, while covering a car chase by cops, above my office building and finally fell in a park across the road. Four people died in it.
Hearing or reading leaves a very different impact on our minds. It was horrifying and I felt some nervousness in my head and some inexplicable restlessness. My stillness and numbness was real. I was thinking of our small presence in grand scheme of things. We are so minuscule in the system and yet we run for power driven by need to get more. I was trying to imagine the aftermath of 9/11 and how atrocious it must have been for people who witnessed it. Life takes over us within a blink. Yet we still condition ourselves to run, to fight, to compete, to beat and sometimes forgetting the important "why"? I was trying to evaluate the worthiness of reporters attempt to get a coverage on the chase.
While walking to the garage after work I saw two cops standing around where a helicopter slice had fallen and they were collecting all the possible debris for the post analysis. I walked away with a heavy heart and a debating mind on series of emotions. I made home after a long struggle with jams. But here I am, still hurt with what I saw and pray for people who lost their loved ones. I wanted to go the gym today but I think I won't be able to!

Degrees of cleanliness

I think I was the extreme, neurotic, clean freak psycho. Hence I look at the matter of cleanliness and clean surroundings very closely. I would be lying if I said I dont have my internal grading system for clean places and it applies to people as well. The grading is more critical when it comes to females. I give little bit of laxity to guys since its not just them to be neurotic about cleanliness. I am pretty ruthless when it comes to matter of messy spaces. Although, its become much less severe and I am decently tolerant, nowadays. This was not by choice but a realization that some people will be and they can have the right to be grossly messy just like I am the opposite. Based on my experience with all kinds of species. For convenience, I have developed my own scale from 0 to 3.

Type 0- I-really-dont-know-whats'-the-big-deal types. Yuckiest and the filthiest in the classification. Everything belongs to the floor. May it be food, book, shoes, money. Various spaces have no meaning. Grime is part of everything in use. The concept of cleaning is alien to them and under forced circumstances attempt cleaning, once a year or unless they are moving out and want to save their face. These types are prone to pests, always!

Type 1- I -would-love-to-but-then types. These ones have little shame and would act that it hurts them and support the cause while others do the cleaning. Cleaning intervals happen during festivals and some random strict guests appearances. Maintenance is zero so getting back to the riot mess is quick. These type act on unnecessary appearance of pests and would like them to be under control under manageable efforts or else blame it on life's tragedy and lack of time.

Type 2- Occasional-cleaning-does-not-hurt-me types. They will do periodic cleaning like any other things in life. Its mundane and makes me and others feel good. They are not the social outcast, which reminds me that type 0 should be...:). These type maintain somewhat logical order and follow a sane organization of things. I like these types.

Type 3- Everything-must-be-squeaky-clean types. Untidiness depresses them and they lose sense of direction in regular life if things are disarrayed. Everything has a spot and cleanliness is a religion they follow. They look down on people who keep them or their place dirty. Occasionally, they will have outburst of swallowed anger and frustration and will whine to who ever is willing to listen. They clean no matter what! Immaterial of the need to do so. They cannot sleep if things are not in order. They take pride in listening to compliments and pretend like oh so, its no big deal.

I think I used belonged to type 3 and have now somewhere moved to between 2 and 3. I am less paranoid and comfortable which probably is a good thing. It keeps me calm to maintain my serenity..:).

Vicious Generalization

Nasty argument with a co-worker led to this reflection. I was trying to explain him that there is no "western" or "eastern" philosophy and strictly "one nation" does not constitute all of western and seriously there are more nations to western bit than America to it. I did tell him "get over it, ownership of nation's success leads to stumping of personal growth." In fact, we are now marching, however slow, towards a global correct way of thinking movement. This need to own and grab is the first step towards devastation. Everything good is western or all western is good is a faulty expression. We have realized this with time. The boundaries of such demarcation are dissolving every minute. If converse was true, I would have been sitting on land of consummate, blissful nation. We all know that it may not be true. The nature and magnitude of problems vary in every scenario but they do exist in every nation.

Anyway, here is something I have believed or come to realize for a while is being reinforced by Tony Robbins in his talk here. With all the histrionics attached in his presentation he is still making some valid points and not to miss the interesting need of contributing.

Like always I astray, here is something interesting and sweet I read somewhere...

" You can imagine, then how he must have felt that soft purple twilight when his eyes first fell upon this strange creature, who seemed so quiet and gentle, yet in some way so strong, but most of all- so deep, not shallow. She gazed at him intently, not seductively or flirtatiously like all the other (girls), but clearly....and unafraid...until he felt lost in cool, green water. He returned her gaze and something happened. Later, neither of them was quite sure just what it was. They just knew it had happened."

So is money the evil?

The question is if money is evil or the excessive want of it is? Is it really bad if its treated just like a tool? It can take a person places but will not provide the drive to do it. It will provide the means to satisfaction but it will never provide the true honest desires for happiness. Money never provides happiness to a man who is unsure of what he wants. It will not facilitate code of values if he/she has skipped the learning curve of what to value. Money doesn't buy intelligence for dumb, admiration for coward/cheaters or even true respect for incompetent.

Money in its basic sense will remain an effect and will never be able to replace it for a cause. Money is produced out of virtue but never gives virtue to redeem the vices in us. does it?

Moving on to something lighter! I have been smitten by thai food for a while now and hence it reached my experiment lab of food. So I tried yellow curry straight from the recipe here. Minor adjustments, I did to match my non-vulture taste and hence replaced meat with tofu, potatoes and green bell pepper. Rest is all the same with very little tweaking. It turned out pretty decent and here is a proof of it...image quality is not the best since its taken by a phone camera but nevertheless!

Rant raving

Looks like I made it back and so did my ranting. Been out for the longest time from the blogging world and reason was health Tsunami hit me (needless to say it was the worst hit of my life). My health freak ego was hurt and took me few days to even accept it. However, some of the bloggers checked on me and I was surprised how we make connections, just about anywhere. Thanks for all the concerns!

I rarely talk too much because I am always thinking, rationalizing and pondering about the why and how. Some people misunderstand this as me being secretive. I am quiet but I am always reading, understanding and justifying the actions of mine or others. Talking of rationalizing, I have noticed that fewer people do so. Most of the time they evade to an extent beyond reality and this fear to face leads to somewhat dangerous mode of life. The harm is not always crystal clear and immediate. Having said that, to judge based on principles is not an easy task and cannot be based on hunches, feelings and finite instincts. Although we do it many times. It has to be dealt with moral ruthless rules. It is easy to state but awfully difficult to apply when it involves a character of another real person.

On a different note, I realized if we live in a world of redundancy? For example, how many of us innocently say: ATM machine..:)?

Roadrunner lifestyle

Need for speed, more work in less time, super packed days or being ultra busy are the bromides that have trickled into our regular day to day lives and we find it ubercool to use them without a second thought. So much so that someone had to notice it and write a book on it's effects that our generation is finding almost impossible to even stop and think. Well how can we, when we have trained our mind, body and soul for years to be a fit in this machine age. I, myself spend close to 15/16 hours a day in front of a computer. First thing I do when I wake up or the last thing before I hit the sack is religiously use my laptop.
Carl Honore delivered this masterpiece on his book In praise of Slowness where he is investigating this roadrunner culture which we all got sucked into. I think its good time to ask if we have the right pace or rather right quality to our lives. An eye opener may be.
Often times, during yoga class my instructors emphasize to forget the tension, worries and all kind of external concerns outside the room and just be in the (torture chamber..:)) room for 90 minutes and concentrating on your breathing and form and only yourself. Its hard sometimes. Another point they always stress is not to practice yoga for some quick results and leave all kind of performance based expectations and judgement outside. Just be at peace with yourself. It doesnt come very easily.