ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆ

ಇನ್ನೊಂದು ಚಿತ್ರ

• ಕಲೆಯ ಆಯುಷ್ಯದ ಧೀರ್ಘತೆ ಅಥವಾ ಅಲ್ಪತೆಗಳಿಗಿಂತ ಹೆಚ್ಚಾಗಿ ಕಲೆಯ ಆನಂದದತ್ತ ಗಮನ ಹರಿಸುವುದು ಒಂದು ಕಲೆ.
• ಕಲೆ ಜೀವನದ ಪ್ರತಿಬಿಂಬ ಅನ್ನುವುದು ಹಳೆಯ ಮಾತು. ಅದು ಹಾಗಲ್ಲ. ಕಲೆ ಎಲ್ಲೊ ಒಂದು ಕಡೆ ಜೀವನವನ್ನು ಮೀರುತ್ತದೆ. ಯಾಕೆಂದರೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಬದುಕಿಗಿರುವ ಕಟ್ಟುಪಾಡು, ಸಣ್ಣತನ, ತೋರಿಕೆ, ನೀತಿವಂತಿಕೆ ಕಲೆಗಿಲ್ಲ. ಕಲೆ ಜೀವನವನ್ನು ದೇವರ ಹಾಗೆ ನೋಡುತ್ತದೆ.ದೇವರಿಲ್ಲದ ಜಗತ್ತಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಯ ಹಾಗೆ ನೋಡುತ್ತದೆ.ಆಕಾಶದ ಹಾಗೆ ಅದು ನಿಷ್ಪಕ್ಷಪಾತವಾಗಿ ಆವರಿಸುತ್ತದೆ.
  

ಹರಟೆ - 4

ಸಿರ್ಸಿಯಲ್ಲಿದ್ದಾಗ ಬರೆದ ಕೆಲವು ಚುಟುಕಿಗೆ ಈಗ ಅರ್ಥವೇ ಇಲ್ಲ ಅನ್ನಿಸ್ತಾ ಇದೆ. ಟೋಕಿಯೊದಲ್ಲಿ ಅರ್ಥ ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡರೂ ಇನ್ನೂ ಸಿರ್ಸಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಅದು ಚಾಲ್ತಿಯಲ್ಲಿರುವ ವಿಷಯವೇ ಅಂಥ ಅಮ್ಮ ಫೊನ್ ಮಾಡಿದಾಗ ಹೇಳ್ತಾಇದ್ರು. ಅದಕ್ಕೆ ಇಲ್ಲಿ ನಿಮ್ಮಗಳ ಜೊತೆ ಹಂಚಿಕೊಳ್ತಾ ಇರೊದು !

ಕ-ತ್ತಲೆಗೂ
ನಾವು ಕೊಡುವ - ರೆಂಟು
ನಮ್ಮ ನಿಮ್ಮೆಲ್ಲರ
ಗಗನ ಕುಸುಮ
ಕ-ರೆಂಟು

ದೇವ ಮಾನವ :
ಕಾವಿ ಬಟ್ಟೆಯ ಈತ
ಜನರೆದುರು
'ಹೋಲಿ'
ಒಬ್ಬಂಟಿ-ಜೊತೆ
ಲಲನೆ ಇದ್ದರೆ
'ಆಹಾ..ಪೊಲಿ ! '

ನಮ್ಮ ಎರಿಯಾದ
ದಾದಾನಂತೆ ಮೆರೆದ
'ಪೋಲಿಸು'
ಆತ್ಮಹತ್ಯೆ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಂಡಾಗ
ಜನರಾಡಿದ್ದು ಮಾತ್ರ
ಸತ್ತ ಆ ' ಪೊಲಿ-ಸೂ ****'

ಆ ಹೆಗ್ಗಡೆಗೆ 'ಹೆಂಡ'
ದಂತೆ ನಶೆ
ನೀಡುವ
ಆ ಹೆಗ್ಗಡತಿ ತಾನೆ
ಆತನ 'ಹೆಂಡ-ತಿ'

ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ ...

ನಾನು ಚಿತ್ರ ಬರೆಯುವುದು ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಸರಿ ಸುಮಾರು 12 ವರ್ಷಗಳೆ ಕಳೆದಿರಬೇಕು. ಹಿಂದಿನ ಶನಿವಾರ ಮಳೆ ಇರದ ಕಾರಣ ಹಾಗೆ ಸುತ್ತಾಡಿಕೊಂಡು ಬರಲು ನದಿ ತೀರಕ್ಕೆ ಹೋಗಿದ್ದೆ. ಆಗ ಯಾಕೋ ಚಿತ್ರ ಬರೆಯೋಣ ಅನ್ನಿಸ್ತು. ಹಾಗೆಯೆ ಕುಳಿತು ಗೀಚಿದ್ದು. ಮೊದಲಿನಷ್ಟು ಬಹಳ ಹೊತ್ತು ಕುಳಿತು ಕೊಳ್ಳುವ ವ್ಯವಧಾನ ಇಲ್ಲಾ... ಯಾವತ್ತಿಗೋ ಕಳೆದುಹೋಗಿರುವ ಸೃಜನಶೀಲತೆ ...ನಾನು ಬಹಳಷ್ಟು ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದೆನೆ ಅನ್ನಿಸ್ತಾಇದೆ.

Life Logs - 2

I heard a story about two workers who were approached by a reporter. The reporter asked the first worker., "What are you doing?" His response was to complain that he was virtually a slave, an underpaid bricklayer who spent his days wasting his time, placing bricks on top of one another.

The reporter asked the second worker the same question. His response, however, was quite different. "I am the luckiest person in the world," he said. "I get to be a part of important and beautiful pieces of architecture. I help turn simple pieces of brick into exquisite masterpieces."They were both right.

The truth is, we see in life what we want to see. If we search for ugliness we'll find plenty of it. If we want to find fault with other people, our career, or the world in general, we'll certainly be able to do so. But the opposite is also true. If we look for the extraordinary in the ordinary, we can train ourselves to see it. This bricklayer sees cathedrals within pieces brick. The question is, can we? Can we see the extraordinary synchronicity that exists in our world; the perfection of the universe in action; the extraordinary beauty of nature; the incredible miracle of human life? To me, it's all a matter of intention. There is so much to be grateful for, so much to be in awe about. Life is precious and extraordinary. I put my attention on this fact and little, ordinary things will take on a whole new meaning.

Life Logs - 1

I grew up believing I was a good listener.And although I have become a better listener that I was ten years ago, I have to admit I'm still only an adequate listener.

Effective listening is more than simply avoiding the bad habit of interrupting others while they are speaking or finishing their sentences. It's being content to listen to the entire thought of someone rather than waiting impatiently for your chance to respond.

In some ways, the way we fail to listen is symbolic of the way we live. We often treat communication as if it were a race. It's almost like our goal is to have no time gaps between the conclusion of the sentence of the person we are speaking with and the beginning of our own. My close friend and I were recently at a cafe having lunch, eavesdropping on the conversations around us. It seemed that no one was really listening to one another; instead they were taking turns not listening to one another. I asked my friend if I still did the same thing. With a smile on her face she said, " Only sometimes."

Slowing down your responses and becoming a better listener aids you in becoming a more peaceful person. It takes pressure from you. If you think about it, you'll notice that it takes an enormous amount of energy and is very stressful to be sitting at the edge of your seat trying to guess what the person in front of you ( or on the telephone ) is going to say so that you can fire back your response. But as you wait for the people you are communicating with to finish, as you simply listen more intently to what is being said, you'll notice that the pressure you feel is off. You'll immediately feel more relaxed, and so will the people you are talking to. They will feel safe in slowing down their own responses because they won't feel in competition with you for "airtime"! Not only will becoming a better listener make you a more patient person, it will also enhance the quality of your relationships. Everyone loves to talk to someone who truly listens to what they are saying.

ಹರಟೆ-3

Boneless chicken – Can we call it invertebrate?

ಕನ್ನಡಿಕರಿಸಿದರೆ - ಅಕಶೇರುಕ ಕುಕ್ಕುಟ.

ಸ್ನಾನದ ಟವೆಲ್ ತೊಳೆಯುವ ಅವಶ್ಯಕತೆ ಇಲ್ಲಾ.

ಒಂದು ವೇಳೆ ಅದನ್ನು ನಾವು ದಿನವೂ ತೊಳೆಯುತ್ತಿದ್ದರೆ,ಸ್ನಾನದ ನಂತರವೂ ನಾವು ಸ್ವಚ್ಛ ಇಲ್ಲ ಎಂದೆ ಅರ್ಥ.

ಹೊಸದನ್ನು ಕಂಡು ಹಿಡಿಯುವುದಕ್ಕೆ ನಾವು research ಎನ್ನುತ್ತೇವೆ.ಆದರೆ ನಿಜಕ್ಕೂ ಅದು Neo-search ಅಲ್ಲವೇ ?

ಕೇಸರಿ ಬಣ್ಣ ಹೆಚ್ಚಿರುವ ಗಜ್ಜರಿ (Carrot) ನಿಜಕ್ಕೂ Orange ಎಂದು ಕರೆಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲು ಯೋಗ್ಯ. ಹಾಗಿದ್ದಲ್ಲಿ Orange ನ್ನು Carrot ಎಂದು ಕರೆಯಬಹುದು.

Concern

All those offices with lights

burning bright at night.

Are they really all full of

people working late ?

Or is it some cock-eyed theory of

aesthetics which says that lighting

an empty space is beautiful?

Ivory was considered beautiful once.

Fur was considered beautiful once.

Mt.Takao Nature Trail

It was calm and sunny Saturday Morning. My decision to cycle to a new place was dropped because of my bad nature of coming up with ingenious ideas to stay in the bed. I usually satisfy myself somehow to stay more time in the bed. That’s one side of the story. The other side of the story is that this sleeping long hours is alternated with, me sleeping bare minimum, making up on the edge. In this bare minimum cycle I make up with just 4 hours of sleep. During that time I am more productive and innovative too. I need to keep challenging myself to achieve that. But with out knowing I slip out of that and back again on the long , unfruitful sleeping habit , completing the cycle. It keeps alternating.

On 16th of June, it was nearly 9:45 that I got up. Since it was weekend, I was gearing up for my weekend Japanese class. I usually rate myself not very good at learning new language. I believe polyglots are basically bunch of people who are exposed to more than one language at an early stage of development. May be before one’s 5th birthday. Their mind set is just set to take up any new language. For me it takes a longer time to get a mastery over the language. When I really start out with a new language it will be for the perfection. Right now I am trying to make a perfect entry in to Japanese language. I should be able to read their book in their own language. The beauty lies there. OK .. enough of my monotonous talks. Coming back to the story , I was waiting for an excuse to skip this Japanese class as I feel , I am not spending quality time on this beautiful language.

My Mobile starts ringing at 10:45 and Sai calls up asks whether I can make it for a hiking. My immediate reaction was a joyous ‘Yes’. Then I ask him ‘Where?’ He promptly apologies that he cannot repeat that place name and promptly gives the number of Gokul. I immediately place a call to him.

Me: ‘Hey Gokul ‘ , how are you man ?
Goku: Fine da ( soliloquy : what this da stands for, I am scratching my head ! )
Me: Gokul, what are the plans for the day ?
Gokul: Its Takaosanguchi and from there it’s ascent to Mt.Takao.
Me: Oh, gr8 … I am in. Who else is joining us ?
Gokul: Only Joseph and sai da ….

I just wind up my talks & tell him that I will be joining them at Shinjuku station. Its then a mad rush to seiyu supermarket to grab some quick, dry snacks. Food has never been a problem for me during the treks. Even water too. I just go on and on. My stamina comes from repeated physical exertion for a prolonged period. It’s purely backed up by my will. Will to put the next step forward , when your whole body is saying ‘no’. Its separating the two entities and our mind should be in saying position and body in a responding position. This has helped me in my many previous strenuous treks. Once I remember , I came from Hyderabad and reached sirsi at 5:00 in the morning and and at 7:00 Am went for a trek to Mattigatta. I, Trekked till the evening with a fistful of Avalakki as energizer.

I reached Shinjuku station at 1300 hrs along with sai. Gokul and Joseph joined in a matter of few minutes. We then boarded the train to Takaosanguchi on Odakyu line. The journey was comfortably 45 minutes and compartment was almost empty except for beginning of the journey. As we approached our destination, the place around was turning from a concrete jungle to a real jungle. It was real eye softener. On our compartment we could see only few people , but all with a back pack. Obviously for the same destination. Some of us developed a familiar common bonding and exchanged smiles. At takaosanguchi station we purchased some food items and water. The automatic vending machines are part of life here. They find their way in to the mountain top too. With the printout from the ‘ Day walk near Tokyo ‘ , we maneuvered our way by the side of Nature Museum. There is a path leading to Cable car pickup point. Just before the start of that road we took the steps that was the start of our trail. This mountain is officially in Tokyo itself. This is the one of the closest getaway from the maddening crowd.

The uphill we took had steps in the beginning. Since the foliage was thick and canopy of trees covering us above, the afternoon sun was almost blocked and it was blissfully cool. It was photo rampage from all of us. We met many trekkers who were ascending from their completed circuit hiking. We even exchanged some smiles and Japanese ‘ Konnichiwa ! ‘ . As usual we met people fully geared looking like models and picture perfect. We could hear familiar bell sounds. It reminded me of returning cows from the day grazing ! On our way up we stopped at the temple of mountain deity. The guardian of the Mt.Takao. These people are nature worshippers like us. In some places the tall coniferous kind of trees were logged to make the hiking trail. Here everything is so orderly that I find it really boring sometimes. In forest , the joy of finding ones own way is really interesting and challenging too. I loved the uncertainty in the trekking. I have taken so much risks like there is no tomorrow during my ‘ Phase one’ of life. Mad rush of adrenaline was really the way of my life. It was all the outcome of my previous traumatic adolescent years.

After hiking for around 45 minutes we reached the first vantage point on the mountain. Here there is a one more trail that circles the mountain top. Every now and then we crossed well marked sign boards written in Japanese on the Wooden planks giving the trail directions. From this vantage point we could see the boundary of greenery stretched far below beyond which we could see the high rise and concrete jungle. There is that well marked boundary, one could make out. After a brief snack session, we again started our climbing. As we climbed higher we started seeing the other mountain range stretching and making a dark outline on the horizon.

When we reached the top , it was really nice late evening sun with cool breeze from the valley below that welcomed us. On the top there is a metallic signboard indicating the height of each mountain that can be viewed from the top. There in the back stood the revered Mt.Fuji or Fuji san. It’s a beautiful almost perfect conical dormant volcano. I could take one beautiful snap of Fuji san. The mountain top is around 599 mts above sea level. There are automatic vending machines here too , housing cold drinks and hot beverages. There on the top we met a Japanese couple who had spent around 3 months in India , exploring and tasting the varied cultures of India. They were very excited talking about India and the lady was well informed about India. Even asked about film career of Ash Rai ! . We took a snap along with the Japanese couple. It was warm waving and bowing before we took off for a descent.

We took the route 4 of the hiking trail which winds down crossing a hanging bridge and Monkey Zoo. On our way down we tried to visit the Ja water falls. But due to the shortage of time we had to drop the idea after descending about good half a kilo meter. The cable car drop of point was near by . From that point , it was a silent descent till we reached the railway station. It was almost past 7:30 in the evening that we reached the station. It was 7:55 PM train that we caught , on our way back to Shinjuku. From Shinjuku to Our Den which is 1 hour journey it was silent contemplative journey.