ब्लॉक-अनब्लॉक/ Block-Unblock – Kaushal Kishore

 

कितना आसान होता है किसी को 

ब्लॉक या अनब्लॉक कर देना…

काश इतना ही आसान होता यादों 

और ख्वाबों को भी ऐसा ही कर लेना…

🕳️🕳️🕳️🕳️🕳️🕳️

It’s easy to block someone with a touch,  

I wish I could block dreams just as much…  

If only memories could be stopped at will,  

And unblocked again when I’ve had my fill…

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–Kaushal Kishore 

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My Teachers – Kaushal Kishore

 

School days hold a wealth of cherished memories, a time of discovery, growth, and limitless potential. The laughter of friends, the guidance of teachers, and the excitement of learning create an atmosphere that leaves an indelible mark on the heart.

From the nervous anticipation of the first day in the school to the bittersweet nostalgia of college and university, school days are a journey of self-exploration, shaping our minds and spirits in lasting ways.

I vividly recall my teachers, each in their own way striving to mold me into a better version of myself. They laid the foundation for who I am today. Senior teachers carried this journey forward, imparting their wisdom and experience.

They didn’t just teach me chemistry, physics, and biology. They shared the mathematics and languages of life, showing me how difficult it is to be good, yet how the joy it brings is incomparable.

They taught me to notice the flowers blooming in the cradle of green mountains, to understand that tears are not a sign of weakness but a natural expression of emotion. They showed me when to be soft as cotton and when to be strong as iron.

The process of learning is lifelong. It began with my mother, was nurtured by my teachers, and now continues with friends, family, and neighbours, who have taken on the role of teachers in the school of life, where every step brings a new lesson.

Teachers plant seeds of knowledge that grow within us forever, fueling dreams and ambitions. To me, everything in life is a teacher—whether it be the sun, the moon, the stars, plants, trees, the earth, water, or every person came across.

Everyone teaches me, whether I seek them out or draw them to me unconsciously. Often, I learn simply by observing, even if other persons may be completely unaware that I’m learning from them, yet I bow deeply in gratitude.

On the occasion of Teachers’ Day, I express my heartfelt gratitude to all the teachers who, knowingly or unknowingly, played a part in shaping my life and helping me become who I am today.

P.S.

Teachers’ Day is celebrated on the birth anniversary of Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, India’s first Vice-President and second President. A renowned philosopher, teacher, and scholar, Dr. Radhakrishnan was also a prolific writer who fostered intercultural understanding through his lectures in the US and Europe.

When he became President in 1962, some students approached him with a request to celebrate his birthday on September 5. Instead, he suggested that the day be dedicated to teachers. Since then, September 5 has been observed as Teachers’ Day in India.

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–Kaushal Kishore  

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The Light in Your Eyes is Not Blind-Sighted 🤩 | From Behind the Pen

Image Credit: Ali Pazani

Perception is something all of us have, whether physical or not. Those of us blessed to be able to see through our eyes are fortunate, and must not take this privilege for granted. Yet, there are many who are “blind-sighted” more than those who cannot see through their eyes.

I try to tap into my physical and spiritual perception every day. Some days require greater energy and strength than others, but we shouldn’t waste an opportunity to look beyond the obvious, challenge the impossible, look at what is really real, and see the scope of our vision.

As Far As the Eyes Can See

Who said a dream had to be near-sighted
narrow-minded, complicated or limited?
Who said dreams are only for those who sleep
the naïve who foolishly wish upon a shooting star
or break the big end of a wishbone?
How do we measure the scope of a dream?

Must we conform to the standards of others
spiritless to reach beyond what the eyes can see
a vision of an end at the beginning
the beginning of seeing your vision through
birthing the gift you are implanted with by God
envisioning the endless possibilities
of a dream that seems impossible in the eyes of others.

(This is an excerpt from the namesake poem in the book, Wings of the Wind: A Cornucopia of Poetry, 2013 ©Kym Gordon Moore. The rest of the poem can be read here.)

 

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