Don't just sit there by Lucius

      Don't just sit there 

by

Lucius

The Lyrics

Don’t just sit there

Tell me what I wanna know

What I wanna know, oh, oh, oh

Don’t just sit there,

Tell me what I wanna know

What I wanna know, oh, oh, oh

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

Don’t just sit there

Tell me what I wanna know

What I wanna know, oh, oh, oh

Don’t just sit there,

Tell me what I wanna know

What I wanna know, oh, oh, oh

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

And now you heart ain’t moving

And now you heart ain’t moving

It’s true, it’s true, it’s true, it’s true

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

Did you find love, have you found love?

Did you find love again?

Tell me what I wanna know

What I wanna know, oh, oh, oh.

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love by Christopher Marlowe

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

Come live with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove,

That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,

Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the Rocks,

Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks,

By shallow Rivers to whose falls

Melodious birds sing Madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of Roses

And a thousand fragrant posies,

A cap of flowers, and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool

Which from our pretty Lambs we pull;

Fair lined slippers for the cold,

With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and Ivy buds,

With Coral clasps and Amber studs:

And if these pleasures may thee move,

Come live with me, and be my love.

The Shepherds’ Swains shall dance and sing

For thy delight each May-morning:

If these delights thy mind may move,

Then live with me, and be my love.

           .... by Christopher Marlowe

I would not paint a picture by Emily Dickinson

I would not paint a picture 

I would not paint — a picture 

I'd rather be the One

It's bright impossibility

To dwell — delicious — on 

And wonder how the fingers feel

Whose rare — celestial — stir 

Evokes so sweet a torment 

Such sumptuous — Despair 

I would not talk, like Cornets 

I'd rather be the One

Raised softly to the Ceilings 

And out, and easy on 

Through Villages of Ether 

Myself endued Balloon

By but a lip of Metal 

The pier to my Pontoon 

Nor would I be a Poet 

It's finer — Own the Ear 

Enamored — impotent — content 

The License to revere,

A privilege so awful

What would the Dower be,

Had I the Art to stun myself

With Bolts — of Melody!

           ...... by Emily Dickinson

You Who Never Arrived by Rainer Maria Rilke

You Who Never Arrived

You who never arrived

in my arms, Beloved, who were lost

from the start,

I don't even know what songs

would please you. I have given up trying

to recognize you in the surging wave of

the next moment. All the immense

images in me -- the far-off, deeply-felt

landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and

unsuspected turns in the path,

and those powerful lands that were once

pulsing with the life of the gods--

all rise within me to mean

you, who forever elude me.

You, Beloved, who are all

the gardens I have ever gazed at,

longing. An open window

in a country house-- , and you almost

stepped out, pensive, to meet me.

Streets that I chanced upon,--

you had just walked down them and vanished.

And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors

were still dizzy with your presence and,

startled, gave back my too-sudden image.

Who knows? Perhaps the same

bird echoed through both of us

yesterday, separate, in the evening...

                              .............by Rainer Maria Rilke

Cleansing the mind body soul -Basis of Navratri

The processes inside a cell in a human body are too complicated to understand. Furthermore, each cell is unique in that it has a specific work to do and talking about millions of them makes understanding even more complicated.

But nature does reveal some of its secrets and sages of the ancient times did somehow stumble on the idea that every process inside a cell must end in an end product which the body must rid itself of.

Modern sciences too support this theory in that all the end products exit the cells into the inter-cellular fluids.

The sages were quick in concluding that accumulation of these end products results in accumulation of toxins in the body and growth of diseases.

They too discovered that the (lymphatic) fluid spread all over the body traps these toxins but unlike the circulatory system with heart as its centre, this system has no central pumping organ. One can only move these fluids by conserving the energy used up in digestion which automatically gets diverted to move the fluids containing the toxins.

They also observed that digestion of fruits consumes least amount of digestive energy and also fruits provide sufficient energy to the body for all of its day to day myriad processes. The digestive energy thus conserved helps in movement of the fluids in the body, resulting in total cleansing of toxins.

With this in mind, they prescribed a biannual cleansing of body wherein one should eat only fruits for a period of consecutive nine days, once during April and once during October. 

The nine day fasting is still held in India twice. Once during navratri, usually falling around the end of March and once during navdurga falling around the month of October.

In order for the masses to strictly follow this rule, they linked this concept to appeasement of God. Over the past scores of centuries, the whole thing got intertwined with religion and as of now it has ended up in fasting once with lots of rituals and no substance.

However, if one can eat only fruits for nine consecutive days, twice a year, body gets cleansed of all the toxins and results in disease-less healthy body and mind ensemble.

One ought to drink only pure mineral water during this period of nine consecutive days and eat only fruits.

Moreover, there is an order in consumption of fruits. One should begin one’s fruit meal with citrus fruits, then eat all the other fruits and end the diet with banana. No dry fruits, no beverages and no dairy products should be consumed during this period.

One will feel jittery and queasy initially and will urinate more frequently. On the third or fourth day one will have loose motions, but by and by one will feel better, healthier and happier.

Detoxify your way to a healthy body and therefore sound mind.

Spring bloom

The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton.

The novel is set in the year 1866 during the age of gold rush. There is a place called Hokitika in New Zealand. A whore tries to kill herself, a hermit is found dead with gold stashed in his hut and an unsigned will and a wealthy man disappears. Walter Moody arrives in Hokitika to prospect gold as he stumbles into a gathering  of twelve men on a stormy night who had assembled to make sense of the three incidents. Every one knew partial truth and as the plot unfolds, just like the luminaries of the moon and one gets drawn into it more and more. Its structure is fascinatingly brilliant as each character becomes a kaleidoscope in itself. 

It is a not an everyday kind of book and a must read.

In a scale of 20 we give it a 19.5. (half a point retained as it became predictable in the last pages, but mind you in the very last pages)