Marching through life

Marching through life
At every step of the way
Each and every day
I light a candle
To light the way

So looking behind
The past is seen
And looking ahead
Hope gleams

Marching resolutely onward
Knowing not when the path ends
Still trudging still moving forward
Till death for me sends

A Perfect Day

Wake up after a rare nine hour nap. Go to Avatar with friends. Hog at That's Y Food. Sleep for an hour. Play Shuttle. Go to Laughathon watch a good skit in proper English. Read Dorian Gray's last pages.Music on my Ipod. Off to sleep.

My day today :D Lovin it.

Waking at 4 A M, during Brahma Muhurta; bathing in freezing cold water; getting dreesed up in traditional attire- Veshti Mel Veshti et all; wearing the Sricharamam- line of red between lines of white, according to my Sampradaya; doing morning prayers and Sandyavandana, listening to suprabhatham, seeing throngs of people in Veshti and Madisar(saree) and unapologetic about it; paying respects to Acharya; walking to the temple, and having darshan in the august presence of the acharya;

Experienced this all atTirupathi .Now I can see how life would have been ,had I been born a few generations ago.And believe me,it its not that bad after all.