What is White Matter

White matter is the brain tissue through which messages pass between different areas of grey matter within the nervous system. Using a computer network as an analogy, the grey matter can be thought of as the actual computers themselves, whereas the white matter represents the network cables connecting the computers together.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Just keep moving on!!!

“Just keep pushing the paddles.”

“Didi, I won’t.”

“Have you heard the chirping, crackling, and howling sounds? There is a ghost, who can attack stand-still creatures.”

“What!!!”

“Do not stop. Do not be afraid, I am with you, just behind, dear.”

A few moments later:

“Yes, I did it. Two complete rounds of the street.” – Turned his head in enthusiasm. But his face turned white. His sister was not there.

Suddenly a creature tapped his shoulder and pressed him with a tight grip. He was completely in horror and turned around.  Didi was laughing hilariously.

“I told you. Don’t be stand-still. Keep moving. Bwahaha.”

He had a sheepish grin too.

***

She was depressed after a bad day. Her brother taken her for a ride of “Royal Enfield Bullet.”

He handed over the keys and asked her to kick-start.

“No, I can’t handle it. It is huge.”

“Just try it, you can, Didi! You’d already driven the scooter, right!”

The engine roared. And moments later, her toes were off the ground, shifting gears with full synchronization of clutch and accelerator. She felt like the queen of Jhansi riding a horse, well bullet was nothing short of it.

“Whoa! I did it.”

Just then her brother whispered something in her ears.

“Don’t stop. Just move on! There are ghosts, who can attack stand-still creatures. Some of them are worry, hurt, anger, sorrow, and failure. You have just to keep on moving. ”

A warm smile appeared on her face. She had received a lesson for the lifetime, from her younger brother.

Her brother winked, and both had a roaring laugh, surpassing the sound of the bullet.

***

PS – In a crowded market, in my childhood, I’d received this excellent piece of advice for lifetime – "Keep moving, do not be stand-still".

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

I Love Me !!!!


"Statue!!!"

“I want to hold this moment forever. The wind is blowing one silky and shining hairline, nervous she is, like me, close to your face, let her kiss your forehead and caress the eyelashes. Let her find the path in your curved eyebrows and glide along happily on slippery cheeks. Ah! She rests on arch of your naturally colored lips, a shining lip salve make her almost blind and her itinerary stops at the corner of upper lip. Your eyes sparkles with a feeling of thousand tickles and you want to hold that hairline and tuck it back behind ears. But don’t. Let it be.

Your gorgeous face is glowing like millions of fireflies with twinkling innocent eyes and as always, without any touch of eye-liner and make-up. Your timeless beauty came from within, from a compassionate nature and free soul. I gaze at your flawless look and my eyes stops wandering away, as if they finally found the eternity on the earth. No more wishes, no more desires and "my" heart in "you", gasps for a moment. It loves you when it stops; it loves you when it gets going.”

After that accident, I constantly hear these voices within me, every time I see my face in the mirror. I just cannot turn my gaze away from my own reflection. It seems, I am in love with myself, more than you have ever loved me. I know it is you, your "heart" within me, which replaced my "dead heart".