the 'Fist' & the 'Pacifist'

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

The Bhagwad Gita at Midnight

In the dark night of my soul...I feel desolation.

In my self pity, I see not the way of righteousness.

I am thy disciple.

I come to thee in supplication : be a light unto me on my path to duty.

Labels: Ear to the door

2 Comments:

Anonymous said... On Tuesday, April 25, 2006 8:00:00 pm

been a while since i found my way here. lovely post

Rohan said... On Tuesday, April 25, 2006 11:44:00 pm

Hey Sangeeta!

Long time, since I saw you around.
I am "re-reading" the Bhagwad Gita, after a decade almost. New motivations, to re-visit something ancient, I suppose.

Keep dropping by :-)
Cheers!
Rohan

lament for icarus

words of wisdom

If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance.