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Why did God make colours?

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #195‘.

Good morning friends,

The Sanskrit word Raaga means Colour, Dye or Hue,
Ancient Indians were not to philosophy of emotions new;
On every human emotion some Raagas were made,
You can think of emotions as Red, Green, Yellow and Blue.
God made colours in sync with our emotions,
When you see, eg, red, you’ve romantic notions.

What these ancient Indians discovered eons ago,
Is something now the world has come to know;
The stimulus of Raagas can change your emotions,
These can put you on a high when you’re feeling low.
Some when you hear or sing have curative powers,
Some can even in mid-summer bring cooling showers.

Colours represent Emotions, Feelings or Moods,
And so is true of the experience of other senses;
You may taste loving, sad, angry or curative foods,
Whereas some sounds can increase your defences.
Your diseases can be treated with aromas,
Some have even come out of long term comas.

Now imagine what sensory experiences can do,
And then graduate to going beyond these five;
God can’t be seen, heard, touched, tasted or smelt by you,
But suddenly, He comes before and within you alive.
What’s the Colour of God can anyone really tell?
Or what He’d look like, sound, taste or smell?*

Or, for that matter, other sensory experiences?

*You may leave your answers in the comments below.

Love yourself….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #194‘.

Good morning friends,

Love yourself for God resides in you,
Yes, He resides in everybody else too;
If that is true, there is no one left to hate,
There is no one with whom you don’t relate.
Everyone is, of you, just a variation.
Everyone is a part of God’s Creation.

God put His light in everybody and everything,
All are bound by the same thread or string;
How were some made good and some bad?
Is it that whilst creating some, He had gone mad?
Everyone is, of you, just a variation.
Everyone is a part of God’s Creation.

Once we accept everyone as part of God’s Creations,
We go beyond the concept of immediate family relations;
We know everything and everyone is inherently related,
And no one by colour, or religion is to be discriminated,
Everyone is, of you, just a variation.
Everyone is a part of God’s Creation.

So, Good morning then, sisters and brothers,
You may be born to other fathers and mothers;
But, all of us have descended from the same God,
We are all equally good and equally flawed.
Everyone is, of us, just a variation.
Everyone is a part of God’s Creation.

…..love everyone.

Most of Life’s lessons are simple….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #193‘.

Good morning friends,

Many read my morning messages at night,
There is, in this, nothing wrong or impolite;
These affect your life and not just the dawn,
At the end of the day, their lessons are not gone,
You can read them at any time you feel is right.

Simple are the lessons Life wants us to learn,
Forgive me if it appears I speak out of turn;
These, I hope, serve merely as reminders,
And may, I pray, just remove the blinders,
That are, in our lives, cause for concern.

Life goes on as long as we are learning,
As long as we have passion and yearning;
If we think we are too big,
For learning not to give a fig,
We snuff out a flame that should be burning.

Many of you share great messages too,
For those and for reading mine I thank you;
Please continue being with me,
And I can actually foresee,
We’ll from one another learn something new.

….let us help one another learn these.

How vast is the universe God made?

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #192‘.

Good morning friends,

For eons we’ve been studying the universe,
To gauge and know it’s true extent,
All we know is that God’s world is so diverse,
We have no idea of His full intent.
The universe He made is so vast,
We can never get to see the last.

And to think that after billions of years,
His endless Creation is still evolving;
When we find another new we’re full of cheers,
The mystery of the universe is never solving.
The universe He made is so vast,
We can never get to see the last.

There are skies over skies, stars over stars,
The Earth that we live in becomes just a dot;
We are only just getting to the Mars,
Many others are still to be sought.
The universe He made is so vast,
We can never get to see the last.

And yet, He gave us a hint we can’t deny,
To conquer the universe simply by our mind;
He has given each of us powers to fly,
And within no time the end of His Creation to find.
Though the universe He made is so vast,
By conquering our mind we can see the last.

God actually gave us the powers to know!

Everything changes….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #191‘.

Good morning friends,

Something in God’s world we do find strange,
That everything in it is destined to change.
Seasons change, days change into nights,
Sadnesses, before long, change into delights.
Climates change and so does weather,
People who fought bitterly are seen together.
They do win, those who were always defeated,
Justice is given to those who were forever cheated.
Old changes to new, and new becomes old,
Those who were meek, suddenly become bold.
Rich become poor and poor become rich,
Those who were going smoothly land in a ditch.
Why, you ask yourself, does it take place,
That change very often stares you in the face?
If you think that His plan to change is flawed?
Please do remember that the only constant is God.
He is the Truth that was, is, and will be forever,
He is the only Absolute, that shall change never.
The moment you realise this simple fact of life,
You place yourself beyond change, beyond strife.
Joys and sorrows then appear to you the same,
Days and nights then assume the same name.
You too then go beyond the confines of Time,
You too become unique and not a paradigm.
God is then seen in everything that is perceived,
With constant changes your senses ain’t deceived.

….except Truth, that is, God.

Keep moving…..

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #189‘.

Good morning Friends,

I keep comparing Life to bicycling,
You fall if you ever stop pedaling;
It is easy to stay in the saddle,
If you continue to pedal,
And don’t allow unwanted meddling.

I think God doesn’t want us to be still,
And wait for our cup to fill;
He wants us to move,
And don’t fall in a groove,
Even when the going is sometimes uphill.

Those who on their laurels or failures rest,
Don’t know that God wishes them the best;
Only if they don’t stop,
Or from the bicycle drop,
And get to destinations they won’t have guessed.

Hence, do select your life’s goal,
And do put in it your heart and soul;
Even when the going gets tough,
And you think you’ve had enough,
Keep moving and remain in control.

…..keep living.

Old and New are mere perceptions…..

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #188‘.

Good morning Friends,

Alright, back to having an old year with us,
So what if it is just one day old?
Hence, now think as to what was the fuss,
Why were we so keen to have it in our fold?
Old and New are mere perceptions,
There are, in this universe, no exceptions.

Think of, in your family, a baby who’s new born,
How long will it carry this tag? Until how old?
Should we stop calling it new from the next morn?
Or until in its nursery class it is enrolled?
Old and New are mere perceptions,
There are, in this universe, no exceptions.

We can actually put our resolutions to action,
Any day, month or moment in the year;
Every moment God gives us has this attraction,
Only momentarily new it does appear.
Old and New are mere perceptions,
There are, in this universe, no exceptions.

One can abandon old habits and acquire new,
Whenever one decides to break the cage;
Some wait exactly on the First January to do,
Others do it at any age or life’s stage.
Old and New are mere perceptions,
There are, in this universe, no exceptions.

….every moment that is new gets old!

Happy New Year 2019!

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #187‘.

Good morning Friends,

How nice it is to greet all of you,
On the first day of the new year too;
What this year has in store for us,
I think I have a fairly good clue.

As we step into this New Year,
Towards happiness God will steer,
Even those who’d earlier been sad,
And everyone would find some cheer.

Pains would be buried in the past,
Glory and prosperity are the forecast;
Those who were in search of success,
Would really experience it at last.

Peace would break out everywhere,
Wars and battles would become rare;
People’s privacy would be respected,
Everything won’t be everybody’s affair.

Yearning for quiet won’t be mocked,
Men won’t have their horns locked,
People would be able to air their thoughts,
Dissent won’t be automatically blocked.

No one would be hungry, naked and sad,
At one another no one would be mad;
People on meeting other people,
Would share the good time they’ve had.

Everyone would have the glow of Love,
No hawks, everyone would emulate a dove;
People would be forever grateful,
To the giver of such gifts, God above.

Wrongs would miraculously become right,
Dark would suddenly change to becoming bright;
Those who were trudging in endless tunnels,
Would actually, at the end of it, see light.

You and I as we usher in the New Year,
Must have some of these objectives clear;
So that we actually realise Tagore poem:
The one titled: ‘Where the Mind is without Fear’.

Each one of us actually has a responsibility,
That all this forecast doesn’t become futility;
We would do all within our means and hands,
To impart to this dream some credibility.

All of us can make this dream come true,
As long as we’ve the will to follow through;
Let everyone give it a serious thought,
That such a world as this is long overdue.

Rather than being cynical about it,
Let’s each of us to these goals commit;
That without doing anything at all,
We shall not in disdain and defeat quit.

Lets make it happy for everyone….

Fifth day of saying thanks….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #186‘.

Good morning Friends,

We started this year by thanking God,
Let’s end it now by thanking Him again;
His Creation is something we can applaud,
Everywhere we look, it is His domain.
Days, months and years will end,
But, God will always be our friend.

He cannot be confined in Time and Space,
He was yesterday, is today, will be forever;
Everything we obtain is by God’s grace,
A world and time without Him would be never.
Days, months and years will end,
But, God will always be our friend.

It is always hard to let go of the Old,
But, it is refreshing to welcome the New;
As 2019 arrives at the world’s threshold,
To 2018 we sadly and nostalgically bid adieu.
Days, months and years will end,
But, God will always be our friend.

We thank you O’ God for your countless gifts,
That fill us with renewed will and determination;
As the old year, in the end, to the new year shifts,
To do better, from you we draw the inspiration.
Days, months and years will end,
But, God will always be our friend.

….but why just today, we should thank Him everyday.

Fourth day of saying thanks….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #185‘.

Good morning Friends,

Fourth day of saying thanks, before we end this year,
Today it is to the fans of Sunbyanyname who’re so dear;
You encourage me by reading, with likes and comments,
Your support enables this blog to flourish and domineer.
Sunbyanyname shall always strive to bring you the best,
Sunbyanyname, as you notice, is always ahead of the rest.

The blog has everything that you would have ever wanted,
Humour, Poems, Music, Stories, you can take for granted;
Navy, Travel, Philosophy, Leadership and Opinions are there,
When the going gets tough, I press on totally undaunted.
Sunbyanyname shall always strive to bring you the best,
Sunbyanyname, as you notice, is always ahead of the rest.

There is no point in writing unless someone would read,
Your constant encouragement makes me do better indeed;
Please forgive me if sometimes inadvertently or otherwise,
To your suggestions and comments, I haven’t paid heed.
Sunbyanyname shall always strive to bring you the best,
Sunbyanyname, as you notice, is always ahead of the rest.

I hope to have you as my blog fan the next year too,
We have a good thing going between me and you;
Lets welcome together 2019 that will be ours soon,
Simultaneously, let us bid 2018 a heartfelt adieu.
Sunbyanyname shall always strive to bring you the best,
Sunbyanyname, as you notice, is always ahead of the rest.

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Third day of saying thanks….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #184‘.

Good morning Friends,

I started saying thanks two days ago,
As we near the end of the current year;
To all the people who helped me grow,
And who brought to my life some cheer.
Today I salute those who services run,
And don’t sleep until their job is done.

The first are, of course, are defence personnel,
Without whom none of the others can perform;
The nation’s security, they keep it really well,
Let’s all thank all the men and women in uniform.
Their sacrifices are often easily forgotten,
Because increasingly our system is getting rotten.

Next are those who provide us with food,
Farmers, fishermen, cowherds and their ilk;
If it hadn’t been for their toil and fortitude,
No meals for us, no drinks, not even milk.
I salute all of them for keeping me alive,
And giving me life’s very basic drive.

Doctors, scientists, constructors, engineers,
Pilots, drivers, labourers, servants and guards;
I have a long list of those charged and volunteers,
You are all worthy of my highest regards,
For, if it hadn’t been for you all,
I would’ve been up against the wall.

It is really our habit to crib and complain,
As opposed to being content and grateful;
But, these people’s services would be in vain,
If not even for a day we are to them faithful.
Yes, being cynical is in our nature,
But, being thankful increases our stature.

…..today is for those who we so often neglect to give thanks to.

Second day of saying thanks….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #183‘.

Good morning Friends,

At the end of the the current year,
I have started with recording my thanks;
I began with friends near and dear,
And I am not following any ranks.
Next is my family both close and far,
Each one is really a very bright star.

The brightest are my late father and mother,
They gave me life, love, and education;
They gifted me with a sister and a brother,
And carefully laid my happiness’s foundation.
I can never thank them enough.
They see me through the level and the rough.

Next is, of course, my most loving wife,
Who gave to my life both meaning and beauty,
With her started a new chapter of my life,
We have for each other both love and duty,
We completed our family with two handsome sons,
Who brought us a daughter-in-law and happiness in tons.

Grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, nephews and nieces,
Are those with whom we share sorrows and joys,
In the complete picture, they are important pieces,
We know some from the time they’re girls and boys.
Thank you, everyone, for making our life rich,
As from the year 2018 to 2019 we now switch.

…..and today it is to the family.

Time to start saying thanks…..

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #182‘.

Good morning Friends,

As the present year 2018 ends,
It is time to say thanks to you, friends;
If it hadn’t been for your affection,
Your warmth, guidance and direction,
Not just the year, life would’ve been dry,
Thanks to you I experienced a high.

Friends like you are really hard to find,
You are so special and yet you are kind;
I unabashedly bask in your reflected glory,
Thanks for bringing colour to my own story.
All I can say is that God did me this favour,
So that best in friendship I could savour.

Being with you is like being in sunshine,
Your company is both enriching and benign;
You made all my troubles look incredibly small,
Thanks to your support I’d stand proud and tall.
Wherever you are I could count on you,
Year after year our friendship we renew.

Please do forgive me if I caused you dismay,
And some tenets of friendship I didn’t obey;
Charge it off to my getting forgetful and old,
And acting as if I was covered with a blindfold.
Let me assure you our friendship I value,
Through years and what’d shortly be starting new.

…..And friends are always the first.

Memories….

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was:’Good Morning Message #181‘.

Good morning Friends,

In the end,
My dear friend,
There are only memories;
New becomes old,
Hot becomes cold,
And there are only memories.
Spring changes into fall,
It is the time’s call,
That everything becomes memories.
No one remains young,
Most even remain unsung,
And there are only memories.
Those that are so dear,
We find them nowhere near,
They too become only memories.
Change is the only constant,
It never lies dormant,
It leads to just memories.

But…..
When everything is fleeting,
Time’s drums are beating,
Memories are enough to live by.
The present is just a moment,
It leaves without a comment,
So, memories are enough to live by.
The world is just an illusion,
For some even a delusion,
Hence, memories are enough to live by.
So, lets make them joyous,
So that later they don’t annoy us,
Since memories are enough to live by.
Memories made of love,
Are blessed by heavens above,
These are enough to live by.
As this year nears the end,
I ask you to be my friend,
And make memories we can live by.

…..are what is life.