What shall I say, how should I weep...
All I want to do is to snooze off to a life long sleep...
A sleep that'll patch all the shattered pieces of my mind...
A sleep that'll mend all the ruptured pieces of my heart...
I didn't want to be this person who'd judge you by your doings...
See you in the eye and find someone else's reflection...
We've had our differences; we've had our gaps...
But we made it work and we've finally arrived...
Arrived to a place where we hesitate to comfort each other...
Holding each other’s hand yet feeling strangers....
I will kill to get that same feeling back again...
The feeling that made me feel that the world was right...
The feeling of having you besides me will save me from all the worlds smite...
That beautiful illusion is fading away...
You hand is also slipping away...
Now is the time to think what went wrong and what was right...
Before the night falls and we say goodnight....
You looked in to my eyes
I couldn’t control myself
I just had to smile
The feelings were there
Inside my heart
I wanted to walk with you
I couldn’t bear to part
But something stopped me
I tripped over a stone
I looked up
And found myself ALONE .
I maybe heartbroken...
But I ain't sad.
On the fast track to get my life back.
Got a pen and a notepad
To note down what went wrong in all of that
but there is only one conclusion I got so far
After clearing up all the mud and the tar
I see that I gave in to everything you said
Making me look like a fool believing in all that crap...
I wanted to share whatever I had with you.
Thinking that it'll grow as long as we're true (to each other)
to each other’s feelings we'll respect and care
Not leaving behind one another in this world's fair
But reality broke it down to me
I was getting nothing but lies and deceit
Shall I frown or pass this as a mistake
That you didn't know I raised the stakes
Cause I wanted it to last not fall apart in the middle
Didn’t want it to sound like a difficult riddle
but if its then I don't mind
Cause I might be heartbroken but I ain't loosing my mind...
Why does love come to me like pain?
Why does love come to me like strain?
All my life love seemed to me a gain...
All my life I ran to catch this train...
All I got was a stormy rain...
All that I never wanted was this sweet sensitive pain!!!
Still I enjoy this pain
To be alive for this pain
For in this pain, ecstasy I gain
Don’t know why it makes me sane.
It takes me to an altitude unknown
I drift above the clouds, above all that most people feign.
There I meet my love in solace
and we are together again.
Ceasing to exist is the pain
numbness descends and reigns
But still my heart is not to be tame
It wants the endless beauty, pleasure and fame
That neither the sky, nor the clouds help me gain.
Its just you who can help me gain
It’s you who makes me sane
Why does love come to me like pain
Again & Again & Again & Again?
Carry me softly,
Carry me fast.
Take me home to night at last.
Into the unknown, dark and deep.
Away from promises I didn’t keep.
Come silently,
Come while am awake.
Show me my friend your naked face.
Before you take me to a place unknown,
As I leave the shores of a place called home.
And I have lived.
I have lived it through.
To my old eyes now,
The world aint new.
I know these faces, I know these eyes,
And I can tell tears from fake smiles.
I’m old school now, I know how it’s done.
I knew I missed the starting gun.
Its been too hard, its been a while,
Still, Head high, I walk my last mile
Lots of times I kind of guffaw at all this goal setting stuff. People ask, "What are your goals?" and it seems like whoever can list the most goals wins. All they are doing is telling all the things they want but they may never get there. What people really need to ask is, "What will you do to make sure you reach your goals?" Having these goals will help motivate you to do something.
Anyway, let me tell you what this goal business is all about. It's actually pretty neat. There are three main steps to getting to where you want to go.
First, there’s the dream.
We do this all the time. However, sit down and write it out. By writing it you will get a better idea of where you really want to go. Think about how you would like to be. Imagine yourself at the end of the quarter or the end of the year or maybe in five years. What do you see? How do people see you? What are you doing? Are you successful? How do you know?
I'll give you an example. This is my first year away at college and away from home. I hope my first year is a good one. I really want to have as good an experience at college as possible. I'd like to do pretty well with grades and I really hope my parents are proud of me. I'm going to really miss my little sister. I hope a year from now she and I have as good a relationship as we do now. In fact, I hope I still have a good relationship with all my high school friends. I also hope to go on a Spring break someplace.
Well, that's kind of my dream. A dream is just that, it's a vision of the future, of how you see yourself in the future. Once you know the direction you want to go than you can begin working on some goals.
Second comes the goal.
Goals are "wants". So are dreams, but goals are more specific. Look back at your dreams. Start a list of specific things you want. Be really clear what you mean. If you want to be rich, tell how much money you need to be rich. If you want good grades, tell what you mean by "good" grades. In fact, the more specific the goal is, the easier it will be to get it. Now there are some rules for setting goals, and here they are.
Goals are always things you want. They are never things you don't want.
Right: I want to stay at my current weight.
Wrong: I don't want to gain weight.
Goals need to be specific. Tell exactly what you mean. Give numbers and times. Don't use words like "lots" and "more". Tell exactly what you want.
Be realistic. Ask yourself if it is possible. Yea, winning the lottery is possible but it's not realistic.
I'll give you my example. I look back at my dream and then start to really think about what I want.
My Goals
I want an "A" in each of my journal.
I want to keep a good relationship with my sister.
I want to keep in touch with my friends.
I want to be involved at the U.
These are just some of my goals but you get the idea.
Third are the objectives.
This is the neat stuff. So far, all we have is a wish list. This is where the action takes place. Objectives are the things we do to get our wants. If I look forward to being independent in college (dream) and I want a car (goal) and I save money (objective) now I can buy a car and I've fulfilled my dream!!
Now, again there are some rules. Keep in mind that objectives are things you will DO.
Objectives are very specific. They tell exactly what you will do and when you will do it.
When you think about what you will do, make a commitment to it. Objectives are written: I WILL ... Don't use words like "try or maybe" Very bad words to use.
Be sure your objectives can be measured. Every day or every week I can say, "Did you do this?" and you answer with either a yes or a no. Don't leave room for maybes.
OK time for more examples. I said I want a "B" in each journal. My objectives are:
I will go to every class every day.
I will sit in the middle of the class.
I will re-read my notes from every class everyday.
I will begin every assignment the day it is given.
Goal: I want to be involved at the U.
My objectives are:
I will meet my professor in his/her office the 1st week of college.
I will join a student club or organization.
Well, you get the idea. Each of my objectives is specific and each one can be measured. If I do all my objectives there is a pretty good chance I will get what I want which will then mean I'll fulfill my dream. When you do this, write it out; it will be easier for you.
To sum it up
Do you have the Belief and Desire to achieve your Goals and Targets
Then be sure that Success will kiss your Feet but you need to work hard to achieve it.
Make it Happen and Just Go for it!!!
Dedications and Efforts never go in Vain.
Either you get what you desire else you get the Experience.
Never Loose Hopes....Only if you believe in yourself others will push you in a positive manner else you'll be surrounded by the negative thoughts.
If you can’t achieve something single handedly, be a Team Player.
Courageous Persons are always Admired for Winning else for Trying.
So Try but Don’t Cry!!!You will never be spoon fed throughout your life, so you need to grab the opportunity when it’s close to you.
Rightly said “Opportunity Never Knocks Twice "I would like to say:"
To Succeed be DIFFERENT, be DARING and be there FIRST!!! "
" It is not because things are Difficult that we do not Dare, It is because we do not Dare because they are Difficult”
Each of us has a hidden place
Somewhere deep within ourselves, to get away,
Somewhere deep within ourselves;
a place where we go to think things through,
to be alone, to be ourselves.
This unique place, where we confront our deepest feelings,
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
all our needs, all our dreams, And even our unspoken fears.
It encompasses the essence of who we are
and what we want to be.
But now and then, whether by chance or design,
Someone discovers a way into that place we thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see,
to feel and to share all the reason,
all the uncertainty and all the emotion we've stored up there.That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down in his own corner of
our special place, Where a bit of himself will stay forever.
And we call that person a friend
One of my very good friends sent this to me yesterday morning. Going through this made me realize a lot of things. What if all your friends turned you away? Or perhaps if they act like they just don’t care about your life or problems anymore?
Friends are one of the strangest things that you can ever have. Without friends you limit your life and experiences to only that which takes place in your immediate family - boring for most. But with friends you can find more enjoyment but sometimes complications and frustration in life.
As I sit here at my desk writing this today, I feel compelled to define what a friend really is. Everyday we meet new people. Sometimes they leave a good impression, and other times a bad one. However, a friend is supposed to be someone you stick around because they enlighten you. That is what makes them a friend and not just an acquaintance. You like being around that person. Otherwise you are just spending time around the individual to receive something. Perhaps money or social status; the list goes on and on. A friend doesn’t need anything but your presence.
Find yourself in a bad mood? A good friend usually has a type of connection with you, even a rapport to catch on and notice this. Other people may notice your emotion, but not care to help better your discomfort. A friend will help you the best they know how.
Ever really screwed up? I am not talking about a simple mistake. Perhaps you did something really outrageous and mean to your friend. If you are intelligent enough to learn from your mistakes, your friend should too. This enforces the unconditional bond you and your friends should have. A friend is unconditional.
So you might find your life at what seems like a fork in the road. Your life seems to be going down hill. Part of the decision you have to make is evaluating the people around you. Take a good look at your friends. How do they make you feel? Do they bring out the best in you?
Don’t immediately push a friend away purely based on evaluation. Give them a second chance. If they are a good friend, they’d do the same.
There are times when man seems to be guided by the stars. Nevertheless, there are other times that seem to lead him through pain and misfortune. Is this a punishment? Is this destiny? Or is this what we commonly call luck? Spiritual science says that man has an inner force of an active inner will in himself and for himself. In other words, man has a creative interaction, which he forms and gets affected by. An example is “self esteem”. He appreciates himself and that appreciation affects what he thinks about himself. The force of his thought allows, in a certain way that he can condition the events so that his own life can be conducted in the expression of cause and effect. Therefore, there is neither such destiny, nor such luck. This clearly indicates that there is a proposal of life that becomes our own feelings and thoughts. As we think and as we feel, we recreate the next moment to live.
But this does not mean that man has the absolute power since man is not the only one in the universe. Each one of his actions has an answer in the universe. This is the interaction of both, which has the result of what we call:” Destiny” or” Luck “. But man is the one who forges his path .To think that the events come from nowhere is to forget the force of the thought, the inner reason of the spirit of man.
It is better to understand that a communion of reasons and functions exist, which have to do with our own convictions, with what we have solved or have not been able to solve. Then, there is no such luck, nor such destiny, since it is the product of our own, to do or not to do. Actions will always bring consequences and these consequences depend on the heart of man and his relationship with the universe, since they have a reason and purpose. To think about luck would be not to know the purpose of the Love of God towards all men. There is no chance but there is always a consequence found in the principle of a cause, and thus until arriving to the spiritual awakening, when man is capable of surrendering his will to the Creator and when this happens, the harmony and balance will always be perfect.
In many ways, your most treasured dream is, even now, close enough to touch. If it seems distant, that's only because you imagine it to be.
To reach your dream completely will of course take time and effort. Yet you can begin to reach for it at this very moment, if you so choose.
The value of a dream does not reside in the moment of attainment, but rather in the process of attainment. And that process can begin right now.
Whatever your dream may be, the most valuable part of it is the opportunity for you to live with a purpose. That value can be yours as soon as you are ready to live it.
Think of the most magnificent, ambitious, meaningful dream you can imagine for yourself and your world. Just thinking about it begins the process of making it real, and gets the value flowing from that dream into your life.
Your most treasured dream is, today, close enough to touch. Reach out, touch it, and hold on tightly as you make it more and more real with each passing moment.
Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.
Everything in life is luck
Luck never gives; it only lends.
Luck is what you have left over after you give 100 percent.
It's hard to detect good luck - it looks so much like something you've earned
Luck never made a man wise
I say… Luck is a Phrase used for motivation... and not in existence at all…
Being a Capricorn, I’ve never had much fun with decisions. Astrologically-inclined friends and family have never been amiss to point this out to me. But as I’ve matured, I’ve found big, life-crunching decisions usually unravel themselves before me more easily than simple, stupid ones, such as choosing cheese or butter on that Pav Bhaji.
Now, I’m faced with multiple decisions based upon the self-assembling blueprint of my life, which has always seemed tumultuous but now seems torn anew between different places and different energy forces.
I came to Bangalore to reclaim myself, not to find myself, as many have done. I was found before and simply got off track, and I needed a place away from loved ones, in a place where the sun sets instead of rising over the ocean, to prevent myself from further derailment. And I have made excellent headway in doing so. For the first time in a very long period of self-absence I finally feel like myself again. I’m truly happy here among friends new and old, mountains and hills, rain and sunshine. Why, then, do I even consider leaving such happiness?
For most of those who come here to find themselves, Bangalore is a transitory place, fleeting at best, a place where memories are deposited and retrieved as quickly as raw materials en route to Chinese assembly lines. I do not feel this way. Every other place I have known was transitory: Delhi, which changes with every political ebb and flow; Pune, which eager souls can endure for only a year or two before burnout. Instead, I came here because I felt it was like home, and everything I have experienced thus far has seemed to justify that. Despite opportunities arising in other locales I sometimes never considered this move to be temporary, just sort of a mental repositioning. Now, with my departure imminent to face those other opportunities, I worry that I am leaving exactly the sort of thing I came to find to return to exactly the sort of thing I meant to get away from. I never doubt that I can find opportunities wherever I may be, and while I’m not one to burn bridges, it seems fitting that this is one of the two places where I may belong right now.
There are many decisions to make in the next few days, but one thing bears mentioning: everyone here who is not from here has a story, a story for how they ended up here. When leaving felt so certain, I thought my eventual return would not be a story worthy of bearing repetition. Now I feel like I finally have my story.
On another point, someone shared a terrific insight with me today - lots of insights, actually - but one specifically relates to an earlier post of mine: why are the very young and very old the easiest and most interesting sort of people to talk to? The answers lay within their respective souls and alignment with the cycle of life; the very young are closest to birth, the very old closest to death. Thus, they have both the most insightful and innocent of all of life’s observations.
Imagine...
A soothing cool breeze...
bright but pleasant crescent moon light...
riding on this marvelous flying carpet...
to a far far away palace,
over the glittering waters of the winding river ..
mesmerizing fragrance of exotic flowers..
Sitting comfortably next to world's lovely princess..
holding hands, saying those sweet nothings..
smiling and giggling together...
eating and singing merrily..
joking and teasing...
dreaming and imagining coming future!
Your head on her lap...
her fingers running though your hair..
you play with her fingers and her long beautiful hair..
ooooh! and just drifting off to sleep .. looking at her smiling face...
And waking up early in morning..
finding her asleep next to you..
(she looks even more lovely now!)
you keep on enjoying the beauty..
still on the carpet.. reaching the palace at noon,
you continue to play with her hair..
The sun slowly rises from your behind...
you find her even more sweet and adorable..
with a child like innocent smile she wakes up rubbing her eyes slowly..
and with a twinkle in her eyes
she is so happy to wake up next to you..
And that’s it you get the best gift in the world... a heavenly smile and a very affectionate hug!
She asks you to lie back with your hand streched... and uses it as her pillow...
nose to nose.. she is looking directly in your eyes.... and the time literally slows down!!
you can feel your and her heart beating faster than ever yet the breath slowing down its pace...
you both breathe together ...
and feel your and her breath are one...
Still you can see the oceans in her deep eyes.. and its all the more fantastic becuase of her smile...
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The once high speed beating heart slows down too... and time just freezes!
there is this ecstasy that takes over and...
you can feel her deep breaths on your face, on your lips...
Heaven is that feeling and so would be that passionate kiss..
You close your eyes...
As you wonder how you would feel the touch of her lips on yours...
Rain starts to fall in like a storm!
There is a huge noise... You expect that it’s thunder!
DO NOT EVEN TRY TO IMAGINE!
Its worse!
well ..
you open your eyes in regret!
and of course!
you find yourself totally drenched & wet!
You wish to you "good bye" she had said
but you find yourself
with someone with empty bucket,
Totally in mess,
in your own totally wet bed!
"WAKE UP!" is what u hear,
echo in your ears!
Of course you are wide awake!
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GOOOD MORNING!
Well I leave my imagination here..
and you may continue if you want...
or very well give it a break!
Right now I imagine a quite common night and morning after.
It’s no action-movie, just something that will come true someday:
One night when I don’t have sleep once again, I sit in my room - wow, actually the whole colorful house is mine! There’s actually no music playing, but in my imagination I can hear someone belting out tunes.
I’ve been up, been up... just no sleep and its ok for me! I don’t have to go to work the next day, so it’s perfect to waste time in my night.
It’s almost 3AM. I look silently towards the door. He he, NO - today she won’t step in at 3 in order to come and shout: ´You, owl! Owl! Go to bed! ´
At that moment it also comes to my mind that she won’t never ever complain about my eating- or dressing habits, either!
It’s good to know that you have a caring mom - but she has realized, that you are a grown-up now, who CAN live without much sleep, meat, and warmer cap.
Then, out of the blue I notice, that during previous thoughts I’ve managed to paint a picture. This one is REAL, a really good work, not like the ones from past efforts!
I drink Coffee, as much as I want, and no one tells me that if a person has about 10 tiny cups a day, the brains are going to act so that one day you will be found like an idiot.... I pour myself another cup of Coffee.
And you know what - I must have been falling to sleep at some point, because I see myself opening the eyes again - I feel fresh, my hair look fine, I’m all so fired up and that’s when I decide to write this thing - IMAGINATION.
Imagination - The ability to confront and deal with reality by using the creative power of the mind; resourcefulness: handled the problems with great imagination.
An imagination is something that twists the tongue. The thing that takes you beyond life itself brings a fascination of the world to the mind. Makes the unreal become a vision of the future itself, takes one person and makes them fly through the sky of their very mind.
Twisting and turning around corners of the mind, to create that of dreams itself. Take one world, the world where magic clashes with the lands, taking a soul and winding it around others hearts; making everything beyond the truth itself, and turn it into the unforeseen, the thing you want to see. The mind is always flowing with the thoughts, even in the end of time...
Imagination is something really personal to each and every person. However, there are those, which people share with you, and you can share with them.
It is about time that the description is changed as the world of imagination has become the world of constant and that is not what imagination is...
Remember the time when anything would stimulate our imagination into intense imaginative 'Humbug'!! AND I say Humbug because this word has played with my imagination TOO LONG
Revisit the time when everything was open for imagination; the dark night, the painting of a horse in the living room, Grandfather’s walking Stick... Rivers... Sea... Fire...
Let’s see if we have not LOST it... I am trying to IMAGINE.
Imagination comes out of aspiration... and one could try and feel what it would feel like if he had done some particular thing. There’s nothing wrong in imagining, because there is actually no correlation between imagination and reality. Reality is completely dependent on the zeal of a person to achieve what he aspires, where as imagination is just the time that he spends to derive joy...
Well, that is one part of it
For example, imagination in the other sense could be what artists do; they imagine something by themselves and try to transform it on canvas.
Had their imagination not been strong enough, they would not have turned their canvas to a wonderful painting
So it’s always good to know what you can do and imagining things can only encourage you to do that.
What you say can be accepted to an extent but, nothing works without imagination; the human mind is made that way and it’s innate in us to imagine something as and when we think about it
Imagination is always stronger than reality; reality is shadowed by real living factors and imagination is all in your control
One cannot live in imagination but till the time you are there it is a living heaven for all
I wish we all had the means to live in imagination and all my efforts in life are directed towards converting my IMAGINATION to REALITY and controlling the distance between them..........
She is the tenderness personified,
She is the patience personalized..
She makes the world bright making your heart enthrall,
She makes everything insight being a pal..
She is the Creator and the Survivor,
She is the Weaver and the Savior,
She does feel a quiver and needs a pamper..
She guides you and moulds you,
She eases you as well teases you,
She is your “MOTHER” she loves you…
Its 7:30am and I stand here at the bus stop waiting for the office bus to arrive. I stand here at the same spot as I did a few years back waiting for my college bus. Little did I know then that things would change so much in 1 year; the tree under which I was standing seemed to be looking at me and smiling, perhaps the only living thing that stands as a testimony there, watching the transformation of a loud and bubbly person into a quiet professional. I wouldn't blame the professionalism for the change though.
It is destiny, or may be you could call it life. Yes Life, esoteric in the true sense, for one does not understand why you meet hundreds of people everyday, work with so many, and still remain lonely.
I am now in one of the corner seats in the bus, looking out of the window watching people trying to catch up with "life"! It's an hour's journey and the only company that I generally have is the chatter of the RJ. I seldom notice the person sitting next to me, for its going to be yet another stranger or may be you could say another acquaintance. It is annoying at times when the radio is switched off, not because I am cut off from the melody but because I would now be thrust with the thought of the solitary travel ahead. I can't help thinking about the short bus journeys to college, well it's a paradox to call a distance of 40 kms "short", but that is how it always seemed.
A typical college day always begins in the bus with all the familiar faces; you look forward for all your friends to get in from the various stops, the reasonless giggles, the loud laughter that were stifled to avert the eyes of the lecturers and professors who would watch on us as if we were their prospective prey for the day, well as I said it was a different life then.
The pleasant memories of college are in itself good enough to save me from the misery of the bus journey. I notice that it is time for me to get down and flash my smile of acknowledgement to all the known strangers that I see as I walk towards my cubicle. A few of my project mates greet me with their morning wishes and as always, we exchange our pleasantries. Discussions jump to the weekend plans and I wonder what I'd do over the weekend. It would be just another day staring at the mobile, wishing it would ring and bring back some wonderful moments that are now missing in life or maybe the safer option would be to come to office, for it's my new founded asylum these days. A few years back, weekends or weekdays didn't matter to me, I was always busy. I always stood doubting the authenticity of the wall clock that seemed to be in running too fast to perceive its movement. Alas, now it seems as though my clock is suffering from some kind of paralytic attack.
There is a time in life, where one needs to go ahead, leave behind all your friends and carry along only memories. You do make friends, but then you never get back the same old close ones, you do meet people who'd be so good to you that you could tell them anything and everything, but you'd not find
a person, to whom you needn't say things, friends who just know you.
Occasional calls from such friends, has been the only thing that I seem to look forward to, but I cant help but notice the uneasy pause that lingers around the conversation, pause not because of the relationship, but because it is too short a duration to say everything, and of course you cannot completely rule out the paucity of words!
As I sip coffee from the ubiquitous coffee mugs, watching the drops of rain, trickling down the tinted glass panes, veiling the scenic beauty outside, I tell myself, may be there'd be a day when things change, when life offers a rewind, a recap of all the events, and I'd just have to wait.
Capricious are the ways of life, for I know there would be many who'd be able to empathize with me, ironically, even the dear ones that I miss this moment, waiting perhaps. . . .
Life is dream.
We live it while we see the sun, taking life and dreams as one. And living has taught me this that man dreams the life that is his, until his living is done.
The king dreams he is king, and he lives in the deceit of a king, commanding and governing; all the praise he receives is written in wind, and leaves a little dust on the way
The rich man dreams of riches and the fears his riches breed. The poor man dreams of his need, and all his sorrows and tears, and dreams that he prospers with years, dreams he that feigns and foregoes, dreams he that rails on his foes.
In the world, I see, Man dreams whatever he be; His own dream no one knows.
I too dream and behold that I am bound with chains that these present pains were fortunate ways of old.
What is life? A tale that is told;
What is life? A frenzy extreme,
A shadow of things that seem, and the greatest good is but small,
That all life is a dream to all, and that dreams themselves are a dream.
I believe that you can create your own world. Life is just a big dream, which you can give your own directions. You only have to believe in it!
Life is a dream; sweet, precious and never to be realized because the whole charm of the dream vanishes when it comes true
Life is a rainbow of emotions. You can give more in love when you are not expecting anything back. Love comes to you from unexpected quarters and it sweeps you of your feet.
In life, you come across many souls who are blessed, who are more compassionate than you ever imagined, who even in the prime of their youth are willing to sacrifice everything for love. Trying to learn from them and dream of doing the same for love is a challenge life taught.
Life is a mixture of good times and bad times, happy moments and unhappy moments. The next time you are experiencing one of those bad times or unhappy moments that take you close to your breaking point bend but don't break. Try your best not to let the situation get the best of you. A measure of hope will take you through the unpleasant ordeal. With hope for a better tomorrow or a better situation, things may not be as bad as they seem to be. The unpleasant ordeal may be easier to deal with if the end result is worth having.
If the going gets tough and you are at your breaking point, show resilience. Like the bamboo tree, bend, but don't break. We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers... they see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them, nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light, which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true!
A dreamer is the one who finds his path by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world!
Life is exactly like the dreams we dream everyday, the only difference being that life is 80 years long while dreams are 80 seconds or 80 minutes long
All our life is just a dream.
We're offering you to exchange this dream for the only reality.I don't know...This is a shallow doubt. It will pass away. We offer this only to those who are able to understand.To those closest to understanding the edge between real and virtual. Those who are looking for that edge between the dream and reality, to wake up...
What makes a man a man is not his origin or how he was brought to life but the choices that he makes in LIFE, and not how he starts things but how he decides to end them!!!
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
It is the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It is the dream afraid of waking that never learns to take a chance.
It is the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live.
When your destination is miles apart,
When you don't know where to start,
When all you see around is pain,
When your hard work is in vain,
Tell yourself - Go on, THIS IS LIFE !!!
I learnt a few things in my life that they happen for a reason.
Nobody takes your crap as much as your parents do! Do have respect for yourself
You are perfect coz' GOD.. makes no mistakes
Box self-pity aside.... .don't chase happiness ,it'll elude u.
Love is a life long process(n not around d trees); marry someone who loves you more than you love that person
It's better to take things with a pinch of salt
Change is permanent.....
Books ,music n money are your best friends..it's stupid to be prejudiced.....we all live in glass houses...........
Life...according to me is a game..You win some...you lose some!!!
The person who sees a half filled glass enjoys the life to the fullest; accepts all the defeats with a smile and accepts all challenges with huge integrity to compete.
Life makes you learn everything...but with the passage of time !!!There's nothing to regret in life, just to learn it as lessons (another prospect of an optimist).
Life is the way you take it ....... be optimistic !!!
Life is a lesson in progress....always offering something and taking something else in return.
It is the deals one eventually makes that matters.
TRUST EVERYONE. Believe me its the only way to get out of this mess we think we got into by trusting SOMEONE. Lead your life like an open book, no being afraid of anyone and with an undiluted spirit.
Life rocks ... never sucks !!!!
Edited and formatted by a very good friend - Gauri Parkar
If one masters the knowledge of time and space we would know our fate or destiny.Its a pure science, not physics but metaphysics....Changing themm to our positives is another art...
While the fate permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.
We are all destined to become someone somewhere but end up as someone else somewhere else. Life is nothing but an interplay of destiny and fate in a real environment of opportunities and impediments. Thanks to the accumulated karma from our foregone lives and the spill over of extra-ordinary karma from those of our parents, all of us are born with pre-determined destinies in each life. But only a miniscule number among us live up to these ‘blueprints of life’ in toto, while most others deviate from it due to reasons known and unknown.
Each player must accept the cards life deals him or her. But once they are in hand, he or she alone must decide how to play the cards in order to win the game
A scene in "The Matrix" goes like this...."
Morpheus:Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Neo: No.
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life."
There is no need 2 see the movie 2 understand this conversation
Fate or Destiny, there are just two factors that govern it.
They are
Though a person's fortune may be largely determined from birth, one can always change it by altering his circumstances. Sincere effort and hard work can also change a person's fortune, both in terms of his material as well as his spiritual standing. The Psalmist alluded to this when he sang, "A Song of Ascents. Happy [are you,] every one who fears God and walks in His ways. You shall eat the fruit of your effort. Happy are you, and goodness [is reserved] for you" (Psalms 128:1-2). "Happy are you" -- in this world, and "goodness is reserved for you" -- in the World to Come
To put it briefly, it is not only enough to be born with a good destiny; to become a good man it is also necessary
Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches .
Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.
Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
Gone are the days
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then
Micro tips.
Gone are the days
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Colour pencils and finally sketch pens.
Gone are the days
We started calculating first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to calculators and
computers.
Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in
Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat.
Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
Gone are the days
When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
Gone are the days
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
Gone are the days
When few played "kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played "book cricket" in the
Confines of classroom.
Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
Gone are the days
When few rushed at 3:45 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus.
Gone are the days
While few others had "Big Fun", "vada pav",
"kulfi", "chana " and "pepsi !" at 4o Clock.
Gone are the days Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most enjoyed
holidays after them.
Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we
Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.
Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a HI.
Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.
Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days where we studied just to pass.
Now we study to save our job
Gone are the days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled on our hearts
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we dont shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever .....
