What You See Outside The Window.

I hope that you enjoy reading this post on the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where eleven of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Grannymar. The ten other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, Padmum, Paul, Rohit,Shackman, The Old Fossil and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!

There is a field beyond all notions of right and wrong. Come, meet me there.
~ Rumi, poet and mystic (1207-1273)

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A prayer that expresses what I wish to see outside my window.  Sadly, I suspect that it will remain just that, a wish.

“Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, let the world awake.”

~ Rabindranath Tagore‘s Poem with slight modification.

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24 Responses to What You See Outside The Window.

  1. nick says:

    What I see outside the window at 2.10 pm is a typical residential street with neatly-trimmed hedges and closely-mown lawns. Anyone who lets their garden get into disorder risks the opprobrium of their neighbours.
    nick recently posted..The secret’s out

    • The world as I see it today has certainly earned my opprobrium! My neighbourhood too is very orderly except that from my window other than most of my garden, little of it can be seen.

  2. shackman says:

    While I applaud the noble sentiment the poem offers, I don’t think I’d want to live in that society. History is replete with examples of humankind’s ability to solve problems – solutions that have given rise to technological innovations that truly benefit everyone. We are a reactive being imho. Too much of a good thing equals stagnation – I’ll leave your carrot on the stick and continue living in this imperfect world, muddling through as best I can. Frankly I see everything in that poem in the world – we are simply lacking the synchronicity to bring them altogether at the same time. That means we get to keep trying.

  3. What’s the view inside your apartment?
    Cheerful Monk recently posted..If At First You Don’t Succeed….

    • Two distinctly different views. The flat is a split level configuration. The lower level is my territory plus the common facility of kitchen and garden. It is neat and orderly and generally peaceful. The upper level is occupied by Ranjan. It is organised chaos, except islands of order where my files and books are stored. The two levels in some ways reflect the two characters who occupy them. The impending arrival of a daugher in law may change the situation at the upper level to something totally different!

  4. Ursula says:

    As you say, Ramana: It’s what you WISH you’d see outside your window. Alas, reality, as it presents itself around the world at the moment, gives me the shivers. We’ll regret our inertia. That’s for sure.

    Shackman’s comment and reasoning interesting indeed. Well argued. Yes. You, he and my father would make a fine team between a bottle of whiskey, a cup of tea and a whole night to put the world into your respective perspectives.

    And, having once lived in the suburbs, I agree with Nick too. Not that that stopped me from growing a meadow. When in full bloom, butterflies frolicking, invite your neighbours over, pour them a glass of wine, serve them a platter of food, and all will be fine. Till you encourage the then little Angel and his friends to blow off those white heads of dandelion seeds. They go all over the place, not knowing any boundaries – the seeds that is. Yes, there are many ways to make yourself (un)popular. At the same time.

    Where were we? View: As long as you have vision you may as well be staring at a brick wall outside your window. Doesn’t matter.

    If the last sentence sounds as if I am writing from a prison cell: I am not.

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    • In some way or the other, we all live in our own prisons Ursula, Despite knowing your aversion to quotes, here is something that has stayed with me.
      “If you doubt your ability to make a life-altering decision, to take on a daring aspiration, or to fend for yourself after many years, consider this: Surely, if a bird with healthy wings is locked in a cage long enough she will doubt her ability to fly.” – Sandra Kring

  5. I think, at times, you may see glimmers, and even wedges of what you wish you’d see outside your window. That is what hope looks like.

    Thanks for sharing this beautiful, heart-felt poem, Ramana.

  6. Cathy in NZ says:

    My actual windows look onto a variety of views, most of which are neighbouring houses – some with fences so only see partial house. Whilst others look onto trees with a sneak preview of what lies next door…

    But what I see is sometimes quite different…rather I hear the noise of birds, people, traffic…
    Cathy in NZ recently posted..Back to Schoolyard

    • If I had had something like that, I would have spun out stories. My bedroom window opens out to my garden and to a view of a stretch of road where I can just see traffic.

  7. I love the ideal, but see it as a magnetic attraction like the magnetic north pole useful for keeping us oriented in a good direction, but not meant for actual attainment. It is akin to “man’s reach must exceed his grasp.”
    The Old Fossil recently posted..What you see out the window

    • That is the sad part of the poem. Ideals are all like that!

      • shackman says:

        Ideals are all like that!

        I think that is an over general;ized comment Ramana. If we never achieve any of our goals then the impetus to keep trying simply vanishes IMHO. We all need to attain some of our goals at some point.

        • That is indeed another ideal! The idea that I would like to emphasise on is that being on the journey should be as enjoyable as at reaching the goal.

  8. Grannymar says:

    I think that Tagore forgot that we are mere humans and that utopia and humans are worlds apart.
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