The Tyger…. William Blake

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,

In the forests of the night;

What immortal hand or eye,

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp,

Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears

And water’d heaven with their tears:

Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,

In the forests of the night:

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The majesty and magnificence  of a tiger in the wild is something which everyone of us should witness at least once in our lives. Being in the presence of this grand creature humbles me; it soothes me and at the same time fills me with awe.

I believe the word Numinous (adj.) Origin: Latin: Describing an experience that makes you fearful yet fascinated, awed yet attracted- the powerful, personal feeling of being overwhelmed and inspired is the best suited in this situation.

Someone once said to me “Why would I go in search of a tiger in the wild when I can so easily see one in the zoo?” I sighed and simply told him this:

“As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,
the movement of his powerful soft strides
is like a ritual dance around a center
in which a mighty will stands paralyzed.”

I hope that these beautiful creatures roam this earth free and wild in my lifetime and forever beyond.


This photo reminds me of life.. we spend all our life trying to get away from the dangerous and bad things (symbolically our monsters/the big bad wolf).. but the monsters, they just need to catch up to you once!

Nothing Gold Can Stay…

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


I cannot help but wonder, the thing or person Frost must be thinking about when writing the poem, to summarise the true meaning of innocence and beauty in merely 8 short lines. This concept however, is something which has been echoed since centuries. Age old proverbs like “All Good things must come to an end” and “This too shall pass”; all signify that nothing in this life is permanent; that beauty withers; that bad times or the feasts always end; that weathers change and people come and go!

I think what Frost was trying to tell us, was that, it may be the beauty which appeals to us first, but that is the very thing that fades away first as well, leaving behind the thing that actually matters; the thing that it really is; and while we fall in love with the beauty, that is never the reason why we stay on. While facing the hardships of life, the innocence might go away, but its essence always lingers. The gold may turn to green, but it still stays beautiful. A different beauty perhaps, but one nonetheless. We can never stop time, but we can make the most of it. We can always try to hold on to that innocence for as long as we can.

One of my favorite songs Take me to Church by Hozier however takes a different view –

“No Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean”

The song writer sings about the fact that maybe if we find the right person, the innocence might stay. That, the right person no matter who he/she is can make our sins pure again. While talking about innocence and sin, he goes on to say that the things which make us human. are the very things that make us clean.

So who can tell which is right. Maybe we experience both in life. The bitterness of trying against all hope to hold on to some things which we ultimately lose or the sweet satisfaction of finding the better things that make all the bitterness in us go away. Maybe it isn’t one or the other. Maybe it is one that leads to the other.

After all… “All good things must come to an end…

….so that better things can begin!”

To be Worthy..

“Girls are like apples…the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree…”

Yes! As they say, “No thing worth having, ever comes easy”. The things that really matter, are always worth striving for. But sadly, things do not always work out the way you had hoped. The guy whom you thought would be ‘the one’ more often than not turns out to be the just ‘another one’.

They make promises they cannot keep, and when things get tough; when the time comes to deliver on those promises, they find themselves lacking. The simple reason is that they never had it in them to fulfill those words they had so daringly vowed. So what do they do? They tuck their tail between their legs and run away, voicing false accusations, so that you assume that it was you, yourself who was lacking; when in reality, you had done nothing wrong. They call you selfish and leave simply because you are not ready to lower quality of the relationship by letting go of the things you deserve. They expect that by throwing these accusations you would lower the standard of expectations you had set for yourself and come to terms with the fact that this is what being in a relationship means and that it is as good as it is ever going to be!

But, unlike the apples at the top of the tree who think that they might not be deserving of anything better, she must never settle for anything less than she deserves. She must not lower her level, because a guy who is worthy will climb all the way to the top.

The funny thing about a strong woman is that she doesn’t need you; she wants you. And if you start slacking, she will be content without you!


About the moments, stolen…

“What is life if full of care, We have no time to stand and stare…?”

The world.. is full of amazing little things, things if noticed and appreciated, have the power to fill our lives with so much wonder and bliss, that it makes the problems we worry so much about, seem insignificant and frivolous. The sound of a baby’s laugh, the gentle nudge on your arm by your pet, the harmony of the raindrops cascading on the rooftop, the breeze playing lightly with your hair, the smile on the face of a loved one, the hum of your favorite song, the spur of the moment travels to unknown destinations… I could go on and on. The point being, all of these are like an escape from the busy lives we live in order to survive. But in reality, these are the little things that actually make our lives worth living. They are our cheat codes when life gets tough, when the road we are trudging seems all uphill.

Like the other day, I had just gotten home, tired from a busy day at work. Suddenly, my neighbor’s dog came bounding up and plonked himself right in the middle of my yard. With bright shining eyes, he was clearly looking for a playmate; and the gullible, animal loving, fool that I am, he had me hook, line and sinker! After a few treats and lots of petting, he trotted off to his master leaving me ten times the lighter in the heart.

Talking about leaving me lighter in the heart, living in the tiger capital of the nation, I can not imagine my life without our little planned or impromptu trips to the lush green forests around my city. The wonderful fragrance of the jungles and the feeling of being completely cut off from the rest of the world is a precious treasure I cannot do away with. The untouched wilderness and tranquility of being in the wild is a feeling that humbles me.

William Wordsworth, while illustrating the grace and wonder of mother nature beautifully immortalized this idea in his famous poem Daffodils in the following words:

“I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils”.
Truly, as the beauty of daffodils singing and dancing, brought happiness and joy to the Mr. Wordsworth in his moments of anxiety or solemnity; a small, relatively insignificant thing, can make all the difference in the world. It is that pristine joy that makes us human. It is something that no one can take away from you, no matter how bad the situation. These are the moments we steal from the illusion of time which come back to make us smile. These are the evidence of a life well-lived.
All I’m saying is that we need to find that joy in the midst of chaos. Or as Captain Kate Beckett put it “Even, on the worst days, there is still a possibility for joy”.
Joy.. from the moments, stolen!