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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Sarve Santu Sukhinah: A Wish for the New Year



This prayer is one of the first we learn in schools and remains --till this date, one of my most favorite.  We memorize it by heart, and it awakens every time our heart beats in compassion. 

Om, Sarve bhavantu sukhinaḥ
Sarve santu nirāmayāḥ
Sarve bhadrāṇi paśyantu
Mā kashchit duḥkha bhāgbhavet
Oṁ Shāntiḥ, Shāntiḥ, Shāntiḥ

Meaning in English

May all be prosperous and happy
May all be free from illness
May all see what is spiritually uplifting
May no one suffer
Om peace, peace, peace







Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Chantal


September 2012, Thimphu, Bhutan


I cannot believe that it has been two years since I met her first.  We have exchanged a few emails since.  I met her on my first visit to Thimphu, Bhutan.  She was with a travel group.  We struck up a conversation right away.  She was warm and filled with joy.  Her english was so good and she had so many interesting things to share.

She asked me where I was from, and if I were a 'mixed' person.  Which always makes me say that most of us just look alike, we forget that.  There is not that much difference in the way people look between the extreme dark and light.  IN between many of us could pass for Italians, Mexicans, Brazilians, Columbians etc.  There has been enough mixing of people around.  And it will only continue.

She nodded.  She told me that she had been to India and that she was starting a bed and breakfast in her country--Italy.

I have not had the time to visit the country yet, and really want to go.

But the point of the post is that even though I met her only once and we talked for all of 20 minutes, I still remember her face, the warmth with which she took me.  And at the end of that short conversation extended an invitation to me---

You can come and be my guest!!  And I was a total stranger.

If I have learnt anything from my travel, that is that people are amazing, they have incredibly large hearts.  And media, instead of bringing us together does us a disservice by always focusing on the negative.

So, as we move into a new year, I wanted to put the picture of this lovely, warm woman on my blog to remind me how lucky I have been to meet grand hearts.  

And there is certainly many times more goodness in the world----than the opposite.

Thanks Chantal!!  


Vuxen Poång! Being an Adult!!


The Globalization Reader: Under the lamp on a student desk


The Globalization Reader: Under the lamp on a student desk

Every language has certain concepts that seem like toy concepts to others--but in a good sense--as in we wish we had them too.  And one such concept in Swedish is Vuxen (adult) poång (point)--put together it means Grown Up points. Nobody's counting but they add towards your status as a grown up.

So graduating, getting a job, moving into your own apartment, getting married, having children, all of them are Vuxen Poångs!!

We had to be in this auditorium for a meeting. I did not know that the meeting was in Swedish, and since I have never really taken classes, and have had so much pressure of work, I speak about 15% Swedish.  I do understand stuff here and there.  And when time allows I practice online, I love Swedish movies--but generally I cannot consider myself anywhere near fluent.

So, I was grateful that I had a book which I needed to prepare for my class that week.  It worked.  

Next to me sat this young boy, who had just finished his masters and had gotten a part time teaching position as an assistant.  Btw, Swedes are known for design.  And it is obvious in the classrooms and the way Universities are designed.  The classroom decor is great, many classrooms have artwork on the walls, and the chairs are ultra comfortable with padded seats, which in some halls even recline.  Almost every classroom of course has a projector and screen, a white board and many now have smart boards. Blackboards are completely out.  Transparency projectors lie there in the classroom being ignored and I feel so bad for them.

Back to the story.  So this young man sitting next to me showed me how to use the lamp on the folding table which accompanied my reclining seat.  Viola!!  there was light enough to read!!  

'The wonders you can find out when you sit in a student's chair' I said.

'Yes, and there are things to find out on the other end too'  he said.

¨Like?¨

¨Well, as an adjunct I found out that I actually have access to the lunch room, and coffee machine, I can get pens and special folders.  I don't really need them, but it made me feel like....wow, these are the perks of grown ups, special lunch room and coffee breaks'

'Yeah, in between you have much work though, lad' I tapped my pen on his shoulder and he laughed, 'Oh, I know'

I guess the young man was gushing at his new found adulthood.

'Vuxen Poång?¨  I looked at him.
Very much so, he chuckled a silly, enthusiastic laughter, which made me realise he had a while to go before he gave in to adult cynicism.

Good for him!!