Miraculous Meditation.

Lately, my pulse has been pretty high. 103 resting heart rate. Since it has been raining outside I haven't had much of a chance to run the track for regular exercise, I thought of an alternate way to try to calm my nerves and rapid heartbeat. Meditation.

I found a very beautiful video called Zen Garden by Kokin Gumi. Absolutely amazing. I turned out the lights, sat in a meditation position, and listened to it all the way through focusing on nothing but my breathing. Heart rate after: 80.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWvS9llbSJ0&feature=channel_page

Fuck Vday.

Mohabbat ke zamane guzar ghey janaab,
Aab chotey motey pyar se kaam chalalein ghey aap?

Some Updates.

Aww... I have been neglecting my poor blog. Well I was home and internetless and my life has been pretty uneventful. Here are the updates.
Nightmare updates:
I was driving on the roads of San Jose about to get onto the 880N freeway entrance but I missed it. The roads were completely empty, given that it was the middle of the night, so I decided to do a 180 degree turn ("bust a bitch") in the direction of oncoming traffic and get onto 880N. Suddenly there was a HUGE truck coming in my direction and we collided. I experienced "death" in my dream. After the collision, I saw a white light, felt like I was falling down an endless tunnel, and then was overcome with a feeling of suffocation. I woke up from this dream and it was 4am. Freaky. (Indian Superstition: Any dream that you have around 4am -- "Amrit Vela" -- has some element of truth in it.)

Another Dream this week:
I was on a roadtrip with Dr. Chase from the show House. Shit, I know I watch too much of this show if the characters are showing up on my dreams. But God, he's soooooo dreamy! and yes, he had his Aussie accent in my dream. But it sucked cuz he hooked up with one of my friends who was also on the roadtrip. Saddening.

I've had the song Hot and Cold by Katy Perry on my mind for the past couple days. These lyrics are the catchiest:
Someone call a Doctor
Got a case of Love Bipolar
Stuck on a rollercoaster
Can't get off this ride!

Valentine's Day is only 5 days away. It was interesting when I found out that St. Valentine was an actual person who lived in Ancient Rome. He was a Christian healer and tried to help a blind girl see again. Some people didn't believe in his healing abilities, and threw him in jail for life for tricking the public. Before he died he received a card from the girl who had her vision restored that read, "To My Dear Valentine." Since then Valentine was a term given to a friend/lover/dear one. :) Cute story, right?

Youth Wasted.

As I was walking to the nearby track for my afternoon run, I walked by an elderly man with a backpack on that stopped to catch a breath of air. I asked him if he needed help carrying whatever it was he was carrying, but he kindly refused and we struck up a random conversation. (I'm notorious for talking to strangers. I think it comes to me naturally as my subconsious rebelling against my parents who always told me not to do so.)

He told me that "Youth is wasted on the young." He went on to explain that young people have everything going for them physically; they're in the best health they'll ever be in. Their minds are sharp BUT they lack the patience, understanding and wisdom, which results in such a waste of this precious time in life. They're in such a rush to grow up, that they miss all the opportunites and abilities of the body that a person who's lived & learned knows what they want to do but don't have the body for anymore. Another way of putting that saying is, "If I could go back to (what ever age) and if I know then what I know now, life would be wonderful."

His speech was so inspiring that I totally walked past the track and walked him to the library several streets down. He was living proof that he was enjoyin every day of his life as though they were of his youth; he was 89 years old strong and healthy. My guess before he told me was somewhere in his 60's.

I definitely enjoyed my run today. Youth not wasted. :)

Feeling Old.

I didn't get carded buying wine today. I'm feeling a bit insecure, wondering if I look wayyyyy over 21 already. Having been 21 just two years ago, I was hoping that I'd still be carded for looking questionably in my earlier 20's at least until I turned 25.

To make myself feel better, I'm believing that I wasn't carded precisely because I was buying wine, a more mature person's alcohol. Had I been buying vodka, jagger, or more typically college party hard alcohols I would have been carded for sure.

Chinese Astrology.

With the Chinese New Year almost here, I felt the sudden urge to look up Chinese Astrology and try to piece together what it predicted for my fortunes this coming year. Unlike the Western Zodiac, which is based on constellations and birth months, Chinese Astrology operates on cycles of years, lunar months, and two-hour periods of the day.

So according to the various sites I visited:

丑 Ox (Yin, 2nd Trine, Fixed Element Water): The Ox person is dependable, calm, methodical, patient, hardworking, ambitious, conventional, disciplined, steady, modest, fair-minded, logical, resolute, tenacious. They can also sometimes be stubborn, narrowminded, materialistic, rigid, demanding and nurture grievances. The Ox can attain prosperity and success through fortitude, hard work and natural leadership qualities. Good dentists, surgeons, engineers, and archaeologists. Ox years include 1901, 1913, 1925, 1937, 1949, 1961, 1973, 1985, 1997. The month of the Ox is Jan 6 - Feb 3, and the hours of the Ox are 1am - 3am.

YAY! OXES MAKE GOOD DENTISTS! :D

Ok, although the Ox's general element is Water, my specific element is Wood (because I was born in in a year ending in "5"). The only interesting thing written about the Wood Element is that is my "Season" is Spring, and "Most Favorable Colors" are green & brown. It gave me my optimal working and sleeping position in degrees, but I don't know how to exactly go about measuring that.

Anyway, I found a Chinese website that formulated a specific analysis of your life's high & low periods based on the numerology of your name, birth time, location, and date. Here's a table I was provided with. Tell me you don't think this sounds SUPER DEPRESSING:

1990 - 1999 (Age 5 - 14) -- Luck against you
2000 - 2009 (Age 15 - 24) -- Luck against you
2010 - 2019 (Age 25 - 34) -- Luck against you
2020 - 2029 (Age 35 - 44) -- Luck with you
2030 - 2039 (Age 45 - 54) -- Luck with you
2040 - 2049 (Age 55 - 64) -- Luck with you
2050 - 2059 (Age 65 - 74) -- Luck with you
2060 - 2069 (Age 75 - 84) -- Luck with you
2070 - 2079 (Age 85 - 94) -- Luck with you
2080 - 2089 (Age 95 - 104) -- Luck against you
2090 - 2099 (Age 105 -114) -- Luck against you

Basically, Luck is supposed to be against me throughout the prime of my life and when I'm at the brink of death. Great.

Aarz Kiya Hai IV.

This is what I found scribbled in my DAT book under some Plant Life Cycle notes:

Roney de aaj humko,
Dho aakhein sujaney de.
Bahon mein le le,
Aur khud ko bheeg janey de.

Hai seeney mein kaid dariya
Vo chuut jahey ga.
Hai itna dhard
Ke tera damaan bheeg jahey ga.

TRANSLATION:
Let me cry today
Until my eyes do swell.
Take me in your arms
And allow yourself to be drenched.

The ocean inprisoned in my chest
Will set itself free.
I'm overcome with so much pain,
That you indeed will be drenched.

Ok, I'm not an emotional mess. Dard-e-Shayari is written in such colorful language, that I can't help appreciate it.

But speaking of DAT books, its time to stop blogging and get back to studying! <3