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View from the Third Eye

“The third eye (also known as the inner eye) is a mystical and esoteric concept referring to a speculative invisible eye which provides perception beyond ordinary sight. In Hinduism, the third eye refers to the ajna, or brow, chakra.”

Not everyone will be able to see things beyond ordinary sight. You need colossal magnitude of imagination and creativity.

My Buddy, Tilak #bluphoton took this picture of an ordinary edible “Poori Unde” as we call in Kannada, sweet made out of puff rice, Bengal Gram and Jaggery.

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This incredible photo reminds of the thing that defines you in this universe.

CREATIVITY

Creativity is a Process of the Soul; it does not need an outcome or a product for the world to accept. It needs only the truth of its own expression. It comes from within and makes of your world whatever you wish it to make.

Don’t be afraid of your own creativity, honor it!

It doesn’t always have to be seen or approved by those around you. It’s an expression of your deep itself and it belongs as much to you as it does to the universe.

All creativity is not for everyone to like of understand. All Art is not up for sale. Some creativity has a bigger role to play. It is to keep you company when you are alone. When you need a friend, when the world doesn’t seem to understand you, your creativity will be the only thing that will keep you inspired and satisfied.”

Honor it to the end!

Photo Credit @bluphoton

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Daily-prompt-Symmetry

Daily Prompt: Fearful Symmetry

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/01/daily-prompt-symmetry/

Victory

Victory

Daily Prompt: Victory

Photographers, artists, poets: show us VICTORY.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/27/daily-prompt-victory/

Daily Prompt: Funny Ha-Ha

Photographers, artists, poets: show us CLEVER.

Clever

This Photo was taken in a hill station, nearby residents used this method to protect their switch from continuous rain. Clever isn’t it ?

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/26/daily-prompt-clever/

Daily Prompt: Pants on Fire

Fake Hands

Fake Hands

Photographers, artists, poets: show us FAKE.

FAKE

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/23/daily-prompt-fake/

Daily Prompt: Viral

Daily Prompt: Viral

The New York Times is going to feature your blog on its home page, and you’ve been asked to publish a new post — it’ll be the first thing tens of thousands of new readers see. Write it.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us FIRST.

FIRST

Daily Prompt: Fifteen Credits- Miss Those days…

FriendsA day starting with a Ride in friend’s bike,  never ending chats is lot better than a day which will begin with hands filled with car keys, lunch box, laptops, official and confidential files and the never ending Phone calls.

The days which never ended with many bunked classes, long walks around school, Now ends with just sitting in front of a system for almost half of the day. Those undefined place to sit and chat with friends and strangers is now confined to 3*3 feet cubical.  Those days though we had zero balance in our Phones we had infinite thoughts to share with friends. Now, though the so called cubical life is provided with 24/7 internet, Phones with both local and International call facility, above all the Smart Phone with eye movement sensors, we have nothing to share with others. Even if provided with, we prefer writing mail to them. We prefer writing an email with attached acknowledgement receipt to those who sits just right next to us.

The world is getting confined with the communication facilities provided by Mark Zuckerberg which connects almost 5 Billion people all over the world. Human rights to communicate with others are also getting confined. School days with no much communicating forum other than talking, whispering and scribbling at the last page of the note book were lot better than the current Smart phones, note pads, instant messages, what’s App, and live chat.

The day, in school life would never end, talking, texting, writing, chatting would go over night.  Now the day ends as soon as you log off your system and punch the biometry at office. School ended, and there were so much work, catch up and discussion to go ahead. Office ends, you want to be alone, melancholic and preoccupied in some old memories and try to end the day with a boring reminder call from office.

Miss those days, where the life never ended and never confined to some external object- defined place and situational talks. Miss School days.

Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Monster

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My Garden Spoiler, Green Eyed monster which survived on my Plants.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Masterpiece

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Care…

A masterpiece, can be anywhere around you; you just need the right eye and the right time to look into it and recognize it. Sometimes, the master piece just lies within you. It needs the right kind of push in the right channel to Create One.

Care

Care is the thing with hands

That reaches the soul,

And sings the song, with words,

That never stops at all!

The sweetest in the touch is felt;

And more through the gape

That could make you fly

Beyond the sky.

I’ve felt the strongest care,

And the strangest touch;

Yet, never, in trance,

I cease to ask for more Care.

-Akshu.

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