LEARNING IS LIFE

  Women Further Objectfied in the Shadow of Political Cinema: Limerick A film, once a story so grand, Became a political hand. With women on show, For votes, don't you know, While morals sank deep in the sand. A film, when aligned to a power, Shaped minds in each passing hour. With women misused, Morality bruised, Then truth wilts and turns ever sour.

POEM  Little seeds, we start so small, Planted in a family's wall. Taught to speak, to walk, to play, Growing in a certain way. School bells ring, and lessons start, Shaping minds and filling hearts. Rules and shopped rhymes much wrong, Singing the same familiar song. Market stalls and shining stores, Wanting this and wanting more. Things to buy, a style to chase, Finding worth in this fast-paced place. Families, schools, and things we see, Molding who we're meant to be. Each a conditioning  hand, Shaping lives across the land. Thoughts buzz like bees around a hive, Creating worries, make-believe to thrive. "Me, mine, I want," a noisy plea, But seeds of conflict, we can plainly see. True seeing dawns when bees grow still, The mind reflects, against its own will. It sees the walls it built so high, The fleeting thoughts that quickly die. The buzzing fades, a gentle hush, No memory's grip, no hurried rush. In quiet space, a knowing blooms, Beyond the self, escaping ...

  Death: A Passage, Not an End D eath's not life's opposite, but just a phase, A turning point in nature's endless ways. For death's not far, a stranger at the door, It's not the end, but merely something more, In life shadows lengthen, day begins to wane, The journey ends, the body starts to rest, Life slip away, beyond all earthly pain, Returning whence we came, a silent guest. But fear takes root in soil of the untrue, We cling to form, to names, and fleeting roles, And think that these define our 'I' and 'you', Ignoring spirit's timeless, flowing wholes. So fear death not, this change that comes to all, Death is but life, answering nature's call. So cherish every moment, hold it dear, This sacred interval, while we are here.

  J Krishnamurti Quotes on Fear Truth lies in directly observing fear without the "observer" - the thinker Fear is one of the greatest problems in life. A mind that is caught in fear lives in confusion and conflict, and therefore must be violent, distorted and aggressive. We are all afraid of something; there is no fear in abstraction, it is always in relation to something. Escape, entertainment and courage are all forms of resistance to the actual fact of fear. Thought breeds fear as well as pleasure; they are both matters of time. As long as we are running away from fear, we do not look at it. The moment we stop and look at fear, it begins to dissolve. You are fear; you are not separate from it. The experiencer of fear is not an observer of it; it is fear itself, the very instrument of fear. The desire not to be disturbed makes us avoid ‘what is’ and fear what might be. Fear is the ignorance of ‘what is’, and our life is spent in a constant state of fear. There can be freed...

 BEWARE OF FAKE RAM DEVOTEES: BAGULA BHAGAT LIMERICKS A devotee-like, loud in street, Claimed Ram justified all his conceit. With anger and rage, He sullied the sage, For selfish gains, Ram he did cheat. Fake-devotee, masked in facade, Betrays Ram's true path, 'tis sad. Ditch ritual's show, Let virtues grow, Be Ram, with integrity clad.

  Elevate Beyond Following: Lessons from Ideal Life of Rama Do right, don't stray, In all you do and say. Be good, be fair, Set example everywhere. Tell truth, don't lie, Let honesty be your tie. Keep promises you make, For goodness holy sake. A little help, a gentle hand, A kind word in a weary land. Be grateful for the gifts so small, They lift us up, prevent a fall. See kindness in each simple deed, A tiny flower, a planted seed. Appreciate the love that's shared, A burden eased, a worry spared. Keep your cool, don't let it fly, Even when things make you sigh. No angry words, or hurried hand, But steady strength across the land. Be brave, fearless, with all your might, And turn the darkness into light. So stand up tall, and do your best, Put your competence to the test. A happy heart, that doesn't crave, What others have, or own, or save. Contentment blooms, a gentle flower, In every simple, passing hour. No bitter thought, no jealous sting, Just joy in what the ...