flowers
holding thorns . . .
effortlessness
Archive for March, 2014
Effortlessness
Posted: March 26, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill
A Prayer
Posted: March 22, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Elspeth Murdoch, Haiga, Haiku, Hokku, Photography, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Elly Murdoch Photography, Haiga, haiku, Hokku, Ma, Photography, Poetry Dalvir Gill, Yugen, ZÔKA
a silent prayer . . .
sun goes down under
the misty haze
A Pebble Drop
Posted: March 21, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, Lacrima Loyangalani, Photography, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Lacrima Loyangalani, Photography
sound is gone
ripples still lingering . . .
drop of a pebble
photograph Courtesy: Lacrima Loyangalani
Stillness
Posted: March 15, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill, Yugen
corner of a pond,
a yogi’s posture witnessing
stillness . . .
Lessons are learned, can never be taught.
Posted: March 13, 2014 in Brain-Droppings, Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, PhotographyTags: Brain-Droppings, Dalvir Gill, Photography
Lessons are learned, can never be taught.
Lessons are learned, can never be taught.
March 13
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Hardeep Deepi Possibilities take a further nosedive if the teacher is bad
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Dalvir Gill
never try to teach an idiot … s/he’s an idiot for a reason. learning is like a habit, really addictive one. on the other hand an idiot believes that he know everything or at the least s/he knows more than the person s/he’s talking to so can/will never learn.
Deepi that’s the tragedy that most of the teachers are no-good.
Learning brings Happiness with it. we have made learning a job – a heavy, boring job. Teacher have the attitude of “Because, I said so” that no kid can like. the need is to “Explore Together”, when you lose that feeling of wonderment nothing is possible.
While doing Theatre i learnt a lot from kids, that was going to be my topic for the thesis, ‘Remedial Theatre’, that’s what teaching/learning is – remedial, solace for the soul. -
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Dalvir Gill
all the plays i directed were remedial to the cast, i used to say that if you don’t grow spiritually then there’s no sense in putting a play together. that’s why i loved doing theatre with kids, it was always such an easier access. bachche rabb daa roop hi nhin aap hi rabb hn. -
Hardeep Deepi
I never felt that teaching is a challenging job.It seems to be easy only to the people who have an aptitude for it and there is no place to hide for those teachers who don’t have it.Nothing is more obvious in this world than a bad teacher -
Vijindar Singh so superb post Gill Sahb !!
Unsaid Sounds Sweeter
Posted: March 13, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, Haiku Punjabi, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Haiku Punjabi, Poetry Dalvir Gill
reflections . . .
unsaid sounds sweeter than
the utterance
ਧਿਆਨ –
ਮੰਤ੍ਰਾਂ ਨਾਲੋਂ ਚੰਗੇਰਾ
ਮੌਨ
Deforestation
Posted: March 11, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, Hokku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Hokku, Poetry Dalvir Gill, Yugen
dry earth . . .
the setting sun in a
cuckoo’s cry
Zazen
Posted: March 7, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill
so many doors opened flung
soon two gates slammed shut –
zazen
I Lost
Posted: March 6, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill
call from the minaret
nightingale peeh-hoo . . . I lost, in
the setting Sun
Silent Moon
Posted: March 5, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Hokku, Photography, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Hokku, Ma, Photography, Poetry Dalvir Gill, Yugen, ZÔKA
each howl
wolfs down a bit . . .
silent moon
Her Hair
Posted: March 5, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill
her hair
the smell of after-rain . . .
a soaked hug
The Ride stopped
Posted: March 4, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Poetry Dalvir Gill
all the unicorns
were wooden horses again –
the ride stopped
Journey Itself Is Home
Posted: March 1, 2014 in Basho, TranslationsTags: Basho, Dalvir Gill, Translation, Umesh Ghai
ਨਵਾਂ ਦਿਨ
ਰਵਾਂ ਸਫ਼ਰ
ਘਰ…….
– Umesh Ghai
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ਆਪੇ ਪੰਥ
ਪਾਂਧੀ ਆਪ
ਘਰ ਏਹਾ
– Dalvir Gill
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The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
– Basho
Completeness
Posted: March 1, 2014 in Dalvir Gill, Haiga, Haiku, Haiku Punjabi, WriterTags: Dalvir Gill, Dalvir Gill Haiga, Dalvir Gill Haiku, Haiga, haiku, Haiku Punjabi, Poetry Dalvir Gill
completeness –
ocean dances away, without
lights-camera-action