Reena’s Exploration Challenge #107 — Unbridgeable?

Unbridgeable … by Jade Li/Lisa

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There is a web of life that connects all-that-is, living and dead, past, present, future. There is no way to disconnect from it. At the same time not all of the connections are wholesome or positive, yet we have no choice but to connect with them as well.

I was passing ideas back and forth the other day with Kerfe and made a connection between the micro-filaments of fungi that live underground and intertwine with the roots of the tree that enable trees to communicate with each other and how our minds store memories through the neural networks.

I see where things shift and morph through time. For example when a drought comes, the tree is informed and shifts its energy to functions that can keep it alive in a drought. A human memory example would be how certain traumatic memories get barricaded off and can only be…

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फ़ासला क्यों है

hecblogger’s contribution to Exploration Challenge #107 – Unbridgeable

hecblogger's avatarPlaying with words

हम दोनों के दरमियान
क्या हुई वो चाहतें
अब यह फ़ासला क्यों है ।१।

बढ़ाऊँ भी मैं हाथ अगर
अब नहीं थामोगे तुम
टूटा हुआ हौंसला क्यों है ।२।

कायनात है क़दमों में मेरे
तो फिर दिल में यह
एहसास-ए-ख़ला क्यों है ।३।

गर इतना ही बुरा हूँ मैं
फिर सुनकर नाम मेरा
सांसों में ज़लज़ला क्यों है।४।

रोज़ आती है रात मगर
नींद नहीं आती अमित
ऐसा यह सिलसिला क्यों है ।५।

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Bridge on the River Kwai

Bridge on the River Kwai …. by Jim Adams

newepicauthor's avatarA Unique Title For Me

The story in this film was loosely based on a true World War II incident, and the real-life character of Lieutenant Colonel Philip Toosey.  Toosey was one of a number of Allied POW’s, that was in charge of his men from late 1942 through May 1943 when they were ordered to build two Kwai River bridges in Burma (one of steel, one of wood), to help move Japanese supplies and troops from Bangkok to Rangoon.  The film was the number one box-office success of the year (the highest grossing film) and it won critical acclaim as well as receiving eight Academy Award nominations and seven Academy Awards, including Best Picture, Best Actor (Alec Guinness), Best Director, Best Screenplay Based on Material from Another Medium (French novelist Pierre Boulle), Best Cinematography, Best Score, and Best Film Editing.

The largely fictitious plot describes the mistreatment of prisoners in the POW camp and…

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Life’s Paradox

Life’s Paradox ….by Pallavi

Pallavi's avatarCurating Thoughts

At 6, playing hops scotch
Jumping off the wall
Showing her skills to her mom
She proudly calls
Mom, look I know it all
Her mom smiles and replies
give it time, my child

At 13, dealing with boyfriends and heartbreaks
Shrugging off mom’s advise and pace
She impatiently retorts, I don’t need you to talk,
I know it all
Mom calmly replies, give it time, my child

At 18, leaving the nest
with bursting excitement in her chest
She waves good bye and hollers loud
Don’t worry, I will be OK, I know it all
Mom quietly replies, give it time, my child

At 30, a mother herself
Managing it all
From sunrise to sunset
Nurturing young souls with dos and donts
Convinces herself, I got this, I know it all
Mom warmly replies, give it time, my child

At 60, sitting under…

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Letting go

Letting go ….. by Aishwarya at kittysverses

kittysverses's avatarKitty's Verses

Part with that close to you, so that you’d be happy to have it back.

Hard it is to let go off the past, be it a memory from a cheerful past or a memory from a sad one. Be it seeing off our loved ones after the holidays or parting with things that we hold close to our heart. But it’s only when we let go of that which we consider dear, be it a change of place, a change of academic/ professional scene, a change in relationships that we truly mature. And finally how much ever difficult it may be, cherishing our loved one’s memories instead of pining for them would bring us happiness and peace for them. Nothing is constant, as much as ever we long for it, enjoy it while it lasts, cherish it while it is gone. Let go graciously, nothing ever is permanent.

Hard…

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