Phoolon Ka Taaron Ka

Today, we celebrate Raksha Bandhan in India. ‘Raksha’ means protection, while ‘bandhan’ means bond. It is a Hindu festival where a female ties a sacred thread around her brother’s wrist. Threads can be extremely simple and basic or beautifully artistic. As children, it was fun to make artistic threads. As teenagers, it was fun to make someone who was obviously crushing on you, a ‘rakhi-brother’ crushing his romantic aspirations. But as much as girls have misused this ‘rakhi-brother’ concept throughout school and college, it signifies protection. The brother is burdened with a responsibility to protect his sister and even gift her something in return on this day. When we talk about siblings, they have grown up together. So later, when the sister marries, the brother is seen as her main protector after her father passes away, to whom she can turn to if and when there is trouble in her conjugal household. In India, we seldom ever use the word ‘cousin’. They’re all brothers and sisters, especially in Hindu culture. So, one boy will end up having multiple threads around his wrist on such a day. ‘Phoolon ka taaron ka’ is a song from the movie ‘Hare Rama Hare Krishna’ that released in 1971. The songs from this movie are alive to this day. The movie revolves around this brother who loves his sister dearly. The parents have their problems, some revolving around the father’s infidelity. The couple splits. The little boy stays in India with the mother while the little girl ‘Janice’ ends up with her dad abroad. She grows up and becomes a junkie and finds peace and tranquility among like-minded hippies. Her brother{played by Dev Anand, the star of those times} searches the ends of the earth for her, finds her and manages to get her out of her stubborn haze convincing her to return. She recognizes and remembers him when he sings this song that he used to lovingly sing for her during their childhood days when they lived together. Janice is played by Zeenat Aman, Bollywood’s boldest, most stylish actress of that time. This movie was her debut. It was a hit and her career took off. A 19year old Zeenat was Miss India in 1970. The beauty queen had even won the Miss Asia Pacific International pageant that year. A little side note: my mom looked almost exactly like Zeenat Aman during her heydays. Everyone in her college and office would call her Zeenat instead of Yvette. The usual bus she’d take to work daily, well they’d stop a bit before the actual stop so she could enter without a crowd before the others …calling her Zeenat Aman. She got a lot of attention everywhere, both good and bad for being a Zeenat look-alike. She even aged like her. So when my friends would see a picture of Zeenat Aman in the papers etc., they’d tell me about the similarities. Anyway, back to this song …as a child, I yearned to hear my brother sing this song for me. I was always about unicorns, mermaids, glitter and pink bubbles! 😉

Happy Raksha Bandhan to All!

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The flowers and stars, they all say… -poem by Ruelha

One in a thousands, say the flowers.
The same thing echo all of the stars!
The world is full of chaos and clutter.
But you and I, we'll stick together!
If you get lost, I will still find you.
Because blood is quite a unique glue.
If you get lost, I'll bring you back.
I'll come to find you so you don't lose track!

Such a sacred bond.
Forever it'll stay strong.
Even time and distance.
Cannot wipe away your existence.
We're going to be together.
Unlike friends of fair weather.
Watch out for each other.
Maybe from far away, but still a protector.

Today is Raksha Bandhan.
Not parents, a crush or husband.
Although we're not accustomed to tying a thread.
In the same house, we were brought up and bred.
At the same table, meals we ate.
Sometimes measuring portions from a plate.
Hand-me-downs of toys, clothes and books.
Covering up for mischief like crooks.

The gene pool is the same.
The blood that runs in our veins.
We may distance ourselves or fight.
But we both know, however impolite.
We're not breaking bonds.
Whatever the reason, however despond.
The flowers and the stars, they say...
You'll always be my brother any way!
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Song Lyrics {Hindi}

Phulon ka taron ka, sabka kehna hai
Ek hazaron mein meri bahna hai
Sari,youmar,hamen sang rahna hai
Phulon ka taron ka,sabka kehna hai
Ek hazaron mein meri bahna hai
Sari,youmar,hamen sang rahna hai
Phulon ka taron ka,sabka kehna hai
Ye na jana duniya ne tu hai kyun youdas
Teri pyasi ankhon mein pyar ki hai pyas
Aa mere pas aa,kah jo kehna hai
Sari,youmar,hamen sang rahna hai
Phulon ka taron ka,sabka kehna hai
Bholi-bhali japani gudiya jaisi tu
Pyari-pyari jadu ki pudiya haisi tu
Daddy ka mummy ka,sab ka kahana hai
Ek hazaron mein meri bahna hai
Sari,youmar,hamen sang rahna hai
Phulon ka taron ka,sabka kehna hai
Jab se meri ankhon se ho gayi tu dur
Tab se sare jivan ke sapane hain chur
Jab se meri ankhon se ho gayi tu dur
Tab se sare jivan ke sapane hain chur
Ankhon mein nind na,man mein chaina hai
Ek hazaron mein meri bahna hai
Sari,youmar,hamen sang rahna hai


Flowers And Stars, all Of Them Say
One In Thousands, Is My Sister
All Your Lives, We Have To Stay Together
Flowers And Stars, all Of Them Say
One In Thousands Is My Sister
All Your Lives, We Have To Stay Together
Flowers And Stars, all Of Them Say
The World does Not understand Why You Are Sad
In Your Thirsty Eyes Is The Thirst For Love
Come Close To Me and tell me Whatever You Have To Say
One In Thousands Is My Sister
All Your Lives, We Have To Stay Together
Flowers And Stars, all Of Them Say
You Are Like An Innocent Japanese Doll
You Are Like An Innocent Japanese Doll
Daddy And Mummy And Everyone Else Says
that One In Thousands Is My Sister
All Your Lives, We Have To Stay Together
Flowers And Stars, all Of Them Say
Since You Went Far Away From My Eyes
Since Then All The Dreams Of Life Have Been Shattered
Since You Went Far Away From My Eyes
Since Then All The Dreams Of Life Have Been Shattered
There Is No Sleep In these Eyes And No Peace In my Mind
One In Thousands Is My Sister

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  1. Happy Raksha Bandhan Dear Ruehla You Surely Are A Sister
    Worth Protecting And Yes Zeenat Aman Does Favor Your Mom
    When Young Yet Still it Seems Pics of my Other Indian Friend
    May More In Some Photos Uncannily Real too…

    Speaking of FRiEnDS Sweetest Experience
    Today Waiting For One of Our Elder Church
    FRiEnDS in Her Early 80’s to Eat Lunch

    With Us Today Katrina Looked Over
    And Said, “There’s My Sunday School
    Teacher” When She Was 8 Years Old

    And As Synchronicity Will Have it Jill
    was My First Grade Best FRiEnD Who i Always
    Competed With in Making Straight A’s With All the
    Way Through High School She Was in the Top 10

    Out of 381 Students i Only Tied 11 With my other
    Female High School FRiEnD
    Lynn.. Gosh i had So Many
    Smart Friends that Were
    Girls then And i Still
    Do Now


    You of
    Course Dear Rue
    Anyway Jill A Teacher
    Married A Power Company
    Engineer They Lived Happily
    Ever After They Are Both Retired
    Now And Are Down Sizing Their Farm
    Home in Alabama And She Was Moving
    Some of Her Things Here to Florida In Her Dad’s
    Home She Was Having Lunch With And Going through
    Her Things Just Days Before She Found The Senior Class
    Photo From me That i Wrote A Sweet Friendship Message to

    On the Back Telling
    Her She Better
    Not Ever


    me And She Didn’t…

    FRiEnDS Like That Who
    Last 54 Years Are Indeed Rare
    As Brotherly And Sisterly Love my FRiEnD…

    It’s So Easy For me to Be A Loyal FRiEnD Yet
    Seems So Hard for So Many Folks to Do that in
    A World of So Many Distractions Surely Was Hard
    for me too when i Worked Yet Life Feels More Like High School

    Now and True Dear Rue That Was the Greatest Thing About
    Being the Age of me at 17 in that Senior Class Photo FRiEnDS

    IN High School

    Really It Was All

    About Really Moving,
    Connecting, And Co-Creating

    As A Whole Village of Young
    People Who Actually Touched
    Each Other For Real…It Was Very
    Depressing to me to Lose those Connections

    When i Went off to A Bigger College Very Poor

    Living off of Peanut Butter Sandwiches Every Day
    Commuting in An Old Car A White 1970 Maverick With no Heat
    Or Cooling Three Part time Jobs Working on Three Degrees Yes

    All that

    Was Missing

    Was Humanity…

    Life’s Not Good For that…

    What i Find So Much These
    Days Humans Missing That Touch…

    Yet Someone Like Jill Never Ever So Very Human..:)

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    1. Thank you, Fred; that’s very kind.
      Moving, connecting, co-creating…I like that concept.
      Humanity has been missing since adulthood, it seems 😉 well, almost 😉
      What to Do! I’m glad you were able to connect with a few good humans…. makes life so much more pleasant.

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      1. SMiles Dear Rue Writing
        EPiC Long Form Poetry
        One Has To Be A
        Rather Intense Social
        Critic To Do It Yet Like
        You Working As A

        Flight Attendant
        And me With So Many
        Thousands of Folks in

        Service For

        Decades Face to
        Face Very Rarely
        Am i Not Able to

        Create A
        Rapport As
        That is my
        Born And
        Bred Nature
        Smiling Nice

        Sadly Where
        i Come From
        Folks Find That
        Threatening Yet

        Ultimately Wins


        Hehe With the
        Patience of “Job”

        Of Course

        A Stranger
        Not Even Below

        A Grain of Sand
        Others Who Have
        The Ability to See

        me Commonly
        Say Both me

        And Katrina
        Are The Nicest

        People They
        Ever met hehe
        Albeit Rather

        And Strange

        Like The
        Or “Adam’s
        Family” With

        Of Course
        Katrina is

        The “Normal
        One” On All
        The “TV Shows”😜

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          1. SMiLes Dear Rue in Alice And Wonderland It is Said that Time Flows
            Backwards Yet The Real Magic Is When the 7 Year-Old Boy Who

            Looks Very Much Like A Frail 90 Year-Old Version of
            Herman Munster



            in Reverse

            For the Rest of

            His Life in Will and
            Strength Built Upon
            A Foundation of Love in
            Grace That Only A Mother
            And A Few Close Relatives
            Might Fully Embrace That Brings

            A Smile That May Go Away Yet Always
            Returns Eventually in Full Force of Love

            So How Do The Meek Inherit the Earth the
            Story Of Isaiah 53 Is Surely Not an Exclusive one

            Dear FRiEnD For It is A UniVersal Human One in How
            Humanity Has So Much Potential to Rise Out of So Much
            Challenge in Dark Parts of Life Retaining Empathy and Compassion

            For All One
            Day Returning
            Their Gift in Their
            Journeys Out of Hell
            BacK into Heaven on EartH
            With Others to Share the Fruits
            of Their Entire Life As LiVinG Trees

            Spreading Leaves to Fertilize The Earth

            This is A Journey for Everyone my FRiEnD
            For the Meek to Inherit the Earth For AS Humans
            We All Carry Crosses of Struggle in Some Way Either

            DarK or

            For Having
            too Much And Never
            Having Enough is as
            DarK As Having Nothing

            At All Yet As Light As Finding

            Nothing at All Is Actually All my

            FRiEnD Finding God in The DarK

            And Finally Truly Seeing and Hearing
            Without Eyes or Ears to Again Share
            With the Rest of the Village for Real…

            Stories Are Great As Long

            As We Do Not Hold

            Them as


            For only One

            Person to Fulfill

            We Need More Heroes

            With Dance And Song And

            Stories For all mY FRiEnD

            Swords And Guns and Fists

            Are Just No Real Heroes in a World of Love….

            The Current MacroVerse i am WorKinG on is
            “With SMiLes Christmas in September” It’s Up

            To All of Us Each And Every

            Day to BRinG Christmas

            To Life More Than

            Buy and Sell

            Just A Free

            Give Away

            For All my FRiEnD

            Every Day In Life Always
            Now in Full Meaning and
            Purpose Inhaling Peace
            Exhaling Love Words

            Gifted By Dear Rue True…

            Hand-in-Hand Much more
            That Just 2 Or 3 to More Fully See
            God in Our Midst Where Peace inhales

            And Love Exhales Again You Are the

            Kind of FRiEnD The World Cannot Do Without….
            When i Visit Here it Always Feels Like Home With no Strings Attached…

            The Reason We Go To Hell is to Forgive the Devil in Us And The DarK That is Also

            God It’s A Hard

            Lesson For

            Even Young


            Munster my FRiEnD
            in Form With a Mind
            Like ‘Sheldon Cooper’
            For All the Parts DarK
            And LiGHT That Comprise Us All….

            For The Weakest Will Be The Strongest

            And The Silent Will Bring the Most Words to Life…

            As i Surely Never Spoke till Four Years Old With Autism

            And For Those Who Are Scientists Epigenetic Response
            To Struggles in Life Unlocking Our DNA Potential Make it Possible

            For Humans to Regenerate Reborn As New Creations in One Lifetime…

            Yeah it’s True if one Does The Research Science Backs Up a Whole

            Lot of What Folks Naturally Intuited Was Possible in Sacred And

            Holy Texts ACross All Religions By LooKinG Within

            Digging Deep

            And Finding

            LiGHT At
            The End of
            The Tunnel
            That Becomes

            New LiFE in One Lifetime Now
            Lifting Crosses ACross Mountain
            Tops Bringing Valleys Low High As Well For All…:)

            Isaiah 53 KJV

            53 Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?

            2 For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him.

            3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

            4 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

            5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

            6 All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

            7 He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.

            8 He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken.

            9 And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth.

            10 Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.

            11 He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.

            12 Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he hath poured out his soul unto death: and he was numbered with the transgressors; and he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.


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