We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves

~ Gautam Buddha

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The feminine icon

Her indomitable steely spirit.

Her coy smile through jasmine decked tresses. Her porcelain, leany frame. Her victorious survival and refusal to succumb to martyrdom!

Isn’t her victory- a case in point just out of mythological text figrine of our motherland's epitomic feminine strength.

Her every move holds special appeal who can forget the flashing news on national T.V.a decade back. Hers gritty walk in her dilapidated lake home after the lash out of a devastating cyclone.
It was hard to accept a life in home arrest bereft of kin and even lacking the basic of life- the electricity.

Her faith or grit infusing speech of freedom as she had started-“it is not power that corrupts, but fear……

Now her every step exuberates, the unbending strength. That sets her apart from being a natural martyr to a victor- one time and every time while the world witnessed her handling the crisis of life.

Though her rapid journey from prisoner to parliamentarian calls for various challenges ahead yet it qualifies her for more inquisitive glances by the world.

Her biggest challenge is to deal the hostile lower house in parliament for her crucial cordialities with reformist Thein Sein.

She has to meet the expectations of improvised, isolated, poverty ridden citizens.
Tired of military misrule the citizens of Myannamar are viewing a miraculous cure of all their woes under her rule.

Converting people expectations in poor country like Myannamar is dare defying job. The challenge is bigger but unavoidable-it is addressing the hardships of common man life that entails provision of food, education and health-the three basics of dignified life.

But now, I realized it is not easy to erase or forget the news of- an indomitable spirit as it gets preserved in brain. Her perseverance to cause is hardest to ignore that is why she is- strongest in appeal.

So who can wait another women’s day to write about – Suu Kyi- she is simply alluring! A tribute to her feminine strength!


After accomplishing the job outdoor Rhea entered in office and placed her stuffs on the table. She hoped a peaceful relaxation of an hour at her desk. The grim and grease of city had taken good toll on her in few hours.

Her attention went on a snide regional remark thrown from one corner. It kept doing the round for a while. Added with smirk it had been halting for the moment to get bulkier with spicy addition or supposed to be funnier in some opinions. There were more jubilations near the fitting sadistic souls for more addition of snide and snigger.

Viewing a constructivel day ahead she tried to control her peace of mind. Thus she chose to ignore the shuttling smirk at the place . Convincing herself it was not directly maneuvered on her. She tried to engross herself in work. Being at her place she wished harmony in space as peace never abode on snide and smirk.

Next gratified with instant sadistic pleasure, when the adjoining acquaintance steered the joke to her, she felt enough is enough.

Stunned with audacity of sadistic engagement she felt a need to address the ongoing unpleasantness. Though she regretted the unnecessary occupation yet it was unavoidable.

The origin point of sarcasm was a news paper. The caricature of people were humorously depicted to show sorry affair of the region. And just to satiate the ever sinking confidence of theirs, the perennial low confidents were the active participator. The apathetic lengthy discussions with insensible comments had been drenching few of them in peel of laughter for hours.

Watching quietly Rhea waited for opportune moment of tranquility to prevail. Afterward she politely raised the appropriateness of discussion and the apathy involved in it to the offender.
Now it was his turned to be taken aback. Least he had expected the firm reasoning that too by a grounded lady. Apparently troubled he instantly asked let off for created offend. Quivered under the asked explanation he wriggled back in self.

But it was not the end of it. Actually it was the start of back biting gossip at work place. And for Rhea it was a big headache to handle unsavory when she had to meet the deadline of work.

Perplexed she asked herself, “where is my Ganesha? Where did I go wrong? Where did I fail to follow my Ganesha?”

Then she assessed the attributes of Lord Ganesha, just to find where did she fail?
The attributes of ganesha tell us
- To stay us “egoless.”
-Practice detachment.
-We must develop of equanimity. Power to assimilate good and bad of life with harmony.
Rhea assessed she was a bit disoriented and tired that made her intolerant of bad comment. She lost her equanimity-the attribute of Lord Ganesha.

She asked herself whether she was egoless, while yielding to reactions. Perhaps she wasn’t.

Though she had conscious to discriminate between good and bad, she was not peaceful as she was stressed.

She had been stressed so been losing herself to reactions. The reaction dragged her far from concentration soon it evaporated her peace of mind.

Now ,being on her place Rhea was contemplating, a silent retreat to her home-a visit to her inner space to fill the self with all necessities once again. She felt urgent need of a meditation session to acquire all lost attributes of Ganesha. To recharge herself and to feel the bliss.