life’s, like that…..
Posted by Laxmi in Philosophy on December 1st, 2009
"Life is Best for those who want to Live it,
Life is Difficult for those who want to Analyze it,
Life is worst for those who want to Criticize it"
I came across this line which gives words to my thoughts and explains very simply "life is . what is made out of it its all about the ATTITUDE"
and believe that life is to live
it's 'the' best option
There are few occasion when I too, try to analyze, which raises question like
whats life?
are things possible?
if yes, then how?
if No, then what else?
how far to fight ?
how far to compromise?
Too many questions, and YES, difficult ones !
Thus,agreed, analyzing makes life complicated!
No doubt, life is worst when you hate it,
but is criticism just attitude problem?
or circumstances lead to criticisms?
Ohh !! its getting complicated ..
And thinking is definitely not a piece of cake for me.. .. J
By the way, whatz ur ATTITUDE??
Kuch khas nahi ..
Ek choti si ilteja hai ….
Par kuch khas nahi .
Shayad koi ehsaas hai .
Lekin kuch saaf nahi ..
batana hai bahut kuch
bas kehne wali ,
yeh baat nahi .
Back from heaven
Back from heaven
She was on a land with beauty that was unseen & beyond the imagination of humankind. Amidst the serenity was an abstract concoction of colours and melody. Undoubtedly Pleasing enough to rest in peace
" Oh! I can't stay here.. ..i waited so desperately for her arrival .she has come in my world .can I back off now?………………..definetely not! She is mine she needs me I can no longer wait here ."
Doctor rushed towards her bed .
Some kind of movement was noticed in her body ..
"Relax .she is back"
A ray of hope entered the ICU room she was back to her conscious after 2 long days .the baby was given in her momma's arms
The tender touch of her little angel . The depth in her twinkling eyes .and her sweet smiling lips " ahh!! Its worth coming for her Back from heaven"
darr ke aage…jeet hai!
Many of you would be surprised to know that even after being born and brought up in Mumbai and till now at the age of 24 yrs I have travelled by mumbai local trains as many times enough to be counted on fingers.Yesterday I got another rare opportunity to travel by our local train for some work on the harbour line. As usual, my father again quite forcefully offered me that he can do the work on my behalf and I need not take the trouble of travelling so far. (is travelling alone really that tough?) But I really didn't want to miss this opportunity to visit a place I had never been before and above all the experience of travelling by local train J and I accompanied dad.
The overall experience was good. I got to observe many interesting people. Like, some smart people reaching the ticket counter much before the guy standing ahead of him in the queue. The one which is really worth mentioning here is of a middle aged man. It happened so that two young guys asked this uncle to play a role of a responsible citizen and stop people who were taking shortcuts to the ticket counter. He being a bit elder person would be respected and hopefully might be obeyed by others. Uncle did as said. Surprisingly , few men also accepted his request! Then came the kahani mein twist, uncleji rewarded himself for his good deed and utilized the shortcut route to get the tickets for himselfJ amazing!
When the train arrived, dad asked me to enter the ladies compartment. " got a seat?" dad asked me on phone ."haan" I hanged up ..actually I was standing near the door enjoying the breeze J Among the many other interesting ladies I met there, the one who caught my special attention was the one in school uniform. I was keeping an eye on the signboards to read the name of stations we were passing by.I missed one such station and tried to enquire about it from a lady standing next to me. She seemed a bit confused about it, that's when the little girl in uniform answered my query precisely with some bonus information on the same. I was very impressed by her knowledge and moreover her confidence. After few more questions, I came to know that the little angel was travelling all by herself from Seawoods to Wadala to and fro each day. She is a 6th std student of a school in Wadala!!! Initially I had thought she must be accompanying her mom just like I was with my dad. I was very surprised to know about this, may be b'coz at her age I only managed to cross the road in front of my society gate to reach my school at the opposite side of the road. Travelling was out of question!
I felt like giving her a tight hug but, "beep beep" my phone rang, papa calling "after this station is our destination" ..train halted at seawoods and as the angel alighted, along with a warm smile gave me loads of courage!!
Thanxz Pretty Women!
So Do I
You bloom .You smile So do I .. You dance ..You play So do I .. Whistling with the winds .. Gazing at the sky All on your mother's lap . So do I.
i had to edit this post thrice b’coz, when i tried to to accomodate the text within the picture it was not visible in the 1st attempt………….still not visible after 2nd attempt also………………i learnt something from this….
"Try n try .only till you find another option"
i have learnt…….
Finding one important thing in your life doesn't mean you have to give up all the other important things.
from the book– Brida by Paulho Coelho
teacher’s day Dream :)
"Wide spread lush green farms ..
Boundary made up of flower plants ..
A small clean hand painted classroom ..
With small benches & desk for each child ..
Chocolates after 'prayer for the day'
All this, in a remote place "
this was the plan we (me n meri best friend) made in 3rd std. on teacher's day for our yet to be fulfilled dream ’school for underprivileged’
it required just 2 kids to dream ..
but needs a "teacher's heart” to accomplish ..
THANKS TO ALL MY TEACHERS .HAPPY TEACHERS DAY!!
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