Tuesday, April 27, 2004
I Wish I could Use Computers in Real Life...
1) 5 minutes ago you were traveling to office at 80 mph in your brand new
car. Now you are traveling to hospital at double the speed in an ambulance.
You wish there was 'UNDO' in life!
2) You are already late, and your key is missing, You wish there was 'FIND
TOOL' in life!
3) You are a bankrupt, after investing in some weird business, You wish
there was 'REBUILD ALL' in life!
4) The train is so crowded that you cannot get anywhere near that nice girl
at the other end, You wish there was 'ZOOM AND VIEW FULL SCREEN' in life!
5) One day you realize that you are turning bald, You wish there was 'CUT &
PASTE' in life.. And the best one is .............
6) After marriage you realize that there is bound to be a mismatch, You wish
there was an 'EVALUATION PERIOD' or at least a 'SAMPLE DOWNLOAD' or a 'DEMO
VERSION'!
1) 5 minutes ago you were traveling to office at 80 mph in your brand new
car. Now you are traveling to hospital at double the speed in an ambulance.
You wish there was 'UNDO' in life!
2) You are already late, and your key is missing, You wish there was 'FIND
TOOL' in life!
3) You are a bankrupt, after investing in some weird business, You wish
there was 'REBUILD ALL' in life!
4) The train is so crowded that you cannot get anywhere near that nice girl
at the other end, You wish there was 'ZOOM AND VIEW FULL SCREEN' in life!
5) One day you realize that you are turning bald, You wish there was 'CUT &
PASTE' in life.. And the best one is .............
6) After marriage you realize that there is bound to be a mismatch, You wish
there was an 'EVALUATION PERIOD' or at least a 'SAMPLE DOWNLOAD' or a 'DEMO
VERSION'!
Thursday, April 15, 2004
The Most Important Body Part
My mother used to ask me what is the most
important part of the body.
Through the years I would take a guess
at what I thought was the correct answer.
When I was younger, I thought sound was
very important to us as humans, so
I said, "My ears, Mommy." She said
"No-Many people are deaf. But you
keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she
asked me again. Since making my first
attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer.
So this time I told her,
"Mommy, sight is very important
to everybody, so it must be our eyes."
She looked at me and told me,
"You are learning fast, but the answer is
not correct because there are
many people who are blind."
Stumped again, I continued my quest
for knowledge and over the years,
Mother asked me a couple more times
and always her answer was, "No. But
you are getting smarter every year, my young child."
Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt.
Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that
especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.
My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to
say our final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me,
"Do you know the most
important body part yet, my son?"
I was shocked when she asked
me this now. I always thought this was a
game between her and me.
She saw the confusion on my face and told me,
"This question is very important.
It shows that you have really lived in
your life. For every body part you gave
me in the past, I have told you
was wrong and I have given you an
example why. But today is the day you
need to learn this important lesson."
She looked down at me as only a
mother can. I saw her eyes well up with
tears. She said, "Son, the most
important body part is your shoulder."
I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold
the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry.
Everybody needs a shoulder to cry
on sometime in life, my son. I only
hope that you have enough love
and friends that you will always have a
shoulder to cry on when you need it."
Then and there I knew the most
important body part is not a selfish
one-it is sympathetic to the pain of OTHERS.
You are my friend and whenever
you want, you may cry on my shoulder.
My mother used to ask me what is the most
important part of the body.
Through the years I would take a guess
at what I thought was the correct answer.
When I was younger, I thought sound was
very important to us as humans, so
I said, "My ears, Mommy." She said
"No-Many people are deaf. But you
keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she
asked me again. Since making my first
attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer.
So this time I told her,
"Mommy, sight is very important
to everybody, so it must be our eyes."
She looked at me and told me,
"You are learning fast, but the answer is
not correct because there are
many people who are blind."
Stumped again, I continued my quest
for knowledge and over the years,
Mother asked me a couple more times
and always her answer was, "No. But
you are getting smarter every year, my young child."
Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt.
Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that
especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.
My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to
say our final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me,
"Do you know the most
important body part yet, my son?"
I was shocked when she asked
me this now. I always thought this was a
game between her and me.
She saw the confusion on my face and told me,
"This question is very important.
It shows that you have really lived in
your life. For every body part you gave
me in the past, I have told you
was wrong and I have given you an
example why. But today is the day you
need to learn this important lesson."
She looked down at me as only a
mother can. I saw her eyes well up with
tears. She said, "Son, the most
important body part is your shoulder."
I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold
the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry.
Everybody needs a shoulder to cry
on sometime in life, my son. I only
hope that you have enough love
and friends that you will always have a
shoulder to cry on when you need it."
Then and there I knew the most
important body part is not a selfish
one-it is sympathetic to the pain of OTHERS.
You are my friend and whenever
you want, you may cry on my shoulder.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
The Next Bus
You know, love is just like someone waiting for a bus.
When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself
"eeee...so full...cannot sit down, I'll wait for the next one."
So you let that bus go and wait for the second bus. Then the
second bus comes, you look at it and you say, "eeee...this bus
is so old...so shabby!" So you let that bus go and again,
decide to wait for the next bus.
After a while another bus comes, it's not crowded, not old but
you say, "eeee... not air-conditioned ...better wait for the
next one."
So again you let the bus go and decide to wait for the next bus.
Then the sky starts to get dark as it is getting late.
You panic and jump immediately inside the next bus. It is not
until much later that you found out that you had boarded the
wrong bus!
So you wasted your time and money waiting for what you wanted!
Even if an air-conditioned bus comes, you can't ensure that the
air-conditioned bus won't break down or whether or not the
airconditioner will be too cold for you.
So people... wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it
wouldn't hurt to give other people a chance, right? If you find
that the "bus" doesn't suit you, just press the red button and
get off the bus (as simple as that).
Hey who said life is fair??? The best thing to do is be
observant and open while you scrutinize the bus. If it doesn't
suit you, get off. But you must always have an extra something
which you could use for the next bus that comes.
But wait... I'm sure you've had this experience before.
You saw a bus coming (the bus you want, of course), you flagged
it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed past
you! It just wasn't meant for you!
The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you
want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it
a chance depends totally on you. If you haven't made a choice,
WALK! Walking is like being out of love. The good side of it is
you can still choose any bus you want... the rest who couldn't
afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus
they rode on.
One more thing.... sometimes it's better to choose a bus you are
already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus that is
unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn't be complete
without the risks involved.
But there's one bus that I forgot to tell you about - the bus
that you don't have to wait for. It will just stop on its own
and will ask you to come inside and take a free ride for the
rest of your life.
You Never Lose By Loving
You Always Lose By Holding Back
You know, love is just like someone waiting for a bus.
When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself
"eeee...so full...cannot sit down, I'll wait for the next one."
So you let that bus go and wait for the second bus. Then the
second bus comes, you look at it and you say, "eeee...this bus
is so old...so shabby!" So you let that bus go and again,
decide to wait for the next bus.
After a while another bus comes, it's not crowded, not old but
you say, "eeee... not air-conditioned ...better wait for the
next one."
So again you let the bus go and decide to wait for the next bus.
Then the sky starts to get dark as it is getting late.
You panic and jump immediately inside the next bus. It is not
until much later that you found out that you had boarded the
wrong bus!
So you wasted your time and money waiting for what you wanted!
Even if an air-conditioned bus comes, you can't ensure that the
air-conditioned bus won't break down or whether or not the
airconditioner will be too cold for you.
So people... wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it
wouldn't hurt to give other people a chance, right? If you find
that the "bus" doesn't suit you, just press the red button and
get off the bus (as simple as that).
Hey who said life is fair??? The best thing to do is be
observant and open while you scrutinize the bus. If it doesn't
suit you, get off. But you must always have an extra something
which you could use for the next bus that comes.
But wait... I'm sure you've had this experience before.
You saw a bus coming (the bus you want, of course), you flagged
it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed past
you! It just wasn't meant for you!
The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you
want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it
a chance depends totally on you. If you haven't made a choice,
WALK! Walking is like being out of love. The good side of it is
you can still choose any bus you want... the rest who couldn't
afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus
they rode on.
One more thing.... sometimes it's better to choose a bus you are
already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus that is
unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn't be complete
without the risks involved.
But there's one bus that I forgot to tell you about - the bus
that you don't have to wait for. It will just stop on its own
and will ask you to come inside and take a free ride for the
rest of your life.
You Never Lose By Loving
You Always Lose By Holding Back
Friday, March 12, 2004
Choices and Chances
"When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at
the right time. That's chance.
When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's
chance.
Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together
because of this) is not a choice. That's also a chance.
The difference is what happens afterward. When will you take that
infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level?
That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you
want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling. If you
decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's
choice.
When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that's choice. Even if
you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter,
and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate just the
same, that's choice.
Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance. But true love that
lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make.
Regarding soulmates, there's a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so
true about this: "Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make
it happen."
I do believe that soulmates do exist. That there is truly someone made for
you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do
something about it or not. We may meet our soulmates by chance, but loving
and staying with our soulmate is still a choice we have to make."
"When we meet the right person to love when we're at the right place at
the right time. That's chance.
When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice. That's
chance.
Being caught up in a moment (and there's a lot of couples who get together
because of this) is not a choice. That's also a chance.
The difference is what happens afterward. When will you take that
infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level?
That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you
want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling. If you
decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's
choice.
When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that's choice. Even if
you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter,
and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate just the
same, that's choice.
Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance. But true love that
lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make.
Regarding soulmates, there's a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so
true about this: "Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make
it happen."
I do believe that soulmates do exist. That there is truly someone made for
you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do
something about it or not. We may meet our soulmates by chance, but loving
and staying with our soulmate is still a choice we have to make."
Sunday, February 29, 2004
>Laloo Prasad Yadav talks to his son :
>
>Laloo : Hai Betta......I want you to marry a girl of my choice
>
>Son : Oh.... Dad......I want to choose my own bride.
>
>Laloo : "But the girl is Ambani's daughter.........yar.."
>
>Son : "Well, in that case..."
>
>Next day Laloo approaches Mukesh Ambani.........
>
>Laloo : "I have a husband for your daughter."
>
>Ambani : "But my daughter is too young to marry."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."
>
>Ambani : "Ah, in that case..."
>
>Finally Laloo goes to see the President of the World Bank.
>
>Laloo : "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
>
>President : "But I already have more vice-presidents than I need."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is Ambani's son-in-law."
>
>President : "Ah, in that case....."
>
>This is how business is done!!
>
>Laloo : Hai Betta......I want you to marry a girl of my choice
>
>Son : Oh.... Dad......I want to choose my own bride.
>
>Laloo : "But the girl is Ambani's daughter.........yar.."
>
>Son : "Well, in that case..."
>
>Next day Laloo approaches Mukesh Ambani.........
>
>Laloo : "I have a husband for your daughter."
>
>Ambani : "But my daughter is too young to marry."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."
>
>Ambani : "Ah, in that case..."
>
>Finally Laloo goes to see the President of the World Bank.
>
>Laloo : "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."
>
>President : "But I already have more vice-presidents than I need."
>
>Laloo : "But this young man is Ambani's son-in-law."
>
>President : "Ah, in that case....."
>
>This is how business is done!!
Growing Up
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at
me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years
old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "of course you may" and
she gave me a giant squeeze.
Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married and have a couple of kids..."
No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education ! and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends.
Every day for the next three months we would leave class together
and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other
students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose
to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to he podium. As she began to deliver her prepared
speech she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned ! into the
microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer
for Lent and this Whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech
back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and
achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people
walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and
never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older.
That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in
change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what
we did, but rather for things we did not do.
The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in
our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's
never too late to be all you can possibly be.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET,
WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE.
GOD PROMISES A SAFE LANDING, NOT A CALM PASSAGE.
IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT ... HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT!
"IT'S BETTER TO TRY AND FAIL, THEN FAIL TO TRY
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at
me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years
old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "of course you may" and
she gave me a giant squeeze.
Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married and have a couple of kids..."
No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.
I always dreamed of having a college education ! and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends.
Every day for the next three months we would leave class together
and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time
machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other
students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose
to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to he podium. As she began to deliver her prepared
speech she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned ! into the
microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer
for Lent and this Whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech
back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and
achieving success.
You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream.
When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people
walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and
never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older.
That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in
change.
Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what
we did, but rather for things we did not do.
The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in
our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's
never too late to be all you can possibly be.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET,
WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE.
GOD PROMISES A SAFE LANDING, NOT A CALM PASSAGE.
IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT ... HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT!
"IT'S BETTER TO TRY AND FAIL, THEN FAIL TO TRY
Sunday, December 28, 2003
Lateral Thinking
Many years ago, when a person who owed money could be thrown into jail, a
merchant in London had the misfortune to owe a huge sum to a money-lender.
The money-lender, who was old, ugly and wicked, fancied the merchant's
beautiful teenage daughter. He proposed a bargain. He said he would cancel
the merchant's debt if he could have the girl instead.
Both the merchant and hisd aughter were horrified at the proposal. So the
cunning money-lender proposed that they let Providence decide the matter. He
told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty
money-bag and then the girl would have to pick out one of the pebbles. If
she chose the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father's debt
would be cancelled. If she chose the white pebble she would stay with her
father and the debt would still be cancelled. But if she refused to pick out
a pebble,her father would be thrown into jail and she would starve.
Reluctantly, the merchant agreed. They were standing on a pebble-strewn path
in the merchant's garden as they talked and the money-lender stooped down
to pick up the two pebbles. As he picked up the pebbles, the girl,
sharp-eyed with fright, noticed that he picked up two black pebbles and put
them into the money-bag. He then asked the girl to pick out the pebble that
was to decide her fate and that of her father.
Imagine that you are standing on the path in the merchant's garden. What
would you have done if you had been the unfortunate girl? Refuse to take a
pebble? Point out that there are two black pebbles in the bag and expose the
money-lender as a cheat ? Take a black pebble and sacrifice yourself in
order to save your father from prison?
None of the suggestions is very helpful, for if the girl does not take a
pebble her father goes to prison, and if she does take a pebble, then she
has to marry the money-lender.
NOW, THINK LATERALLY!
The girl in the pebble story put her hand into them oney-bag and drew out a
pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall to the path,
where it was immediately lost among all the others.
"Oh, how clumsy of me," she said, "but never mind - if you look into the
bag you will be able to tell which pebble I took by the Colour of the one
that is left."
Since the remaining pebble is of course black, it must be assumed that she
had taken the white pebble, since the money-lender dare not admit his
dishonesty. In this way, using lateral thinking, the girl changes what seems
an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one!
Many years ago, when a person who owed money could be thrown into jail, a
merchant in London had the misfortune to owe a huge sum to a money-lender.
The money-lender, who was old, ugly and wicked, fancied the merchant's
beautiful teenage daughter. He proposed a bargain. He said he would cancel
the merchant's debt if he could have the girl instead.
Both the merchant and hisd aughter were horrified at the proposal. So the
cunning money-lender proposed that they let Providence decide the matter. He
told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty
money-bag and then the girl would have to pick out one of the pebbles. If
she chose the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father's debt
would be cancelled. If she chose the white pebble she would stay with her
father and the debt would still be cancelled. But if she refused to pick out
a pebble,her father would be thrown into jail and she would starve.
Reluctantly, the merchant agreed. They were standing on a pebble-strewn path
in the merchant's garden as they talked and the money-lender stooped down
to pick up the two pebbles. As he picked up the pebbles, the girl,
sharp-eyed with fright, noticed that he picked up two black pebbles and put
them into the money-bag. He then asked the girl to pick out the pebble that
was to decide her fate and that of her father.
Imagine that you are standing on the path in the merchant's garden. What
would you have done if you had been the unfortunate girl? Refuse to take a
pebble? Point out that there are two black pebbles in the bag and expose the
money-lender as a cheat ? Take a black pebble and sacrifice yourself in
order to save your father from prison?
None of the suggestions is very helpful, for if the girl does not take a
pebble her father goes to prison, and if she does take a pebble, then she
has to marry the money-lender.
NOW, THINK LATERALLY!
The girl in the pebble story put her hand into them oney-bag and drew out a
pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall to the path,
where it was immediately lost among all the others.
"Oh, how clumsy of me," she said, "but never mind - if you look into the
bag you will be able to tell which pebble I took by the Colour of the one
that is left."
Since the remaining pebble is of course black, it must be assumed that she
had taken the white pebble, since the money-lender dare not admit his
dishonesty. In this way, using lateral thinking, the girl changes what seems
an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one!
Wednesday, December 03, 2003
Holding Love
I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were
sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with
a little water and held it before me, and said this:
You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love. As
long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it
will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers around
it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.
This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love... They try
to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling
out of your hand, Love will retrieve from you.
For love is meant to be free, you can not change its nature.
If you have people you love, allow them to be free beings. Give and don't
expect. Advise, but don't order. Ask, but never demand. It might sound
simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is
the secret to true Love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no
expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.
I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were
sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with
a little water and held it before me, and said this:
You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love. As
long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it
will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers around
it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.
This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love... They try
to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling
out of your hand, Love will retrieve from you.
For love is meant to be free, you can not change its nature.
If you have people you love, allow them to be free beings. Give and don't
expect. Advise, but don't order. Ask, but never demand. It might sound
simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is
the secret to true Love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no
expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.
A Letter From God
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me,
even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for
something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were
too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear.
When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few
minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy.
At one point you had to wait fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit
in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk
to me but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip
instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all our activities I guess
you were too busy to say anything to me.
I noticed that before lunch you looked around, maybe you felt embarrassed to
talk to me,that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four
tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly
before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left,
and I hope that you will talk to me yet.
You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few
of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not,
just about anything goes there and you spend a lot of time each day in front
of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited
patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you
didn't talk to me.
Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said goodnight to your family
you plopped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may
not realize that I am always there for
you..
I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you
how to be patient with others as well.
I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought, or a
thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation.
Well, you are getting up once again. Once again I will wait, with nothing
but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time.
Have a nice day!
Your friend, GOD
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me,
even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for
something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were
too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear.
When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few
minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy.
At one point you had to wait fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit
in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk
to me but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip
instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all our activities I guess
you were too busy to say anything to me.
I noticed that before lunch you looked around, maybe you felt embarrassed to
talk to me,that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four
tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly
before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left,
and I hope that you will talk to me yet.
You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few
of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not,
just about anything goes there and you spend a lot of time each day in front
of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited
patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you
didn't talk to me.
Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said goodnight to your family
you plopped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may
not realize that I am always there for
you..
I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you
how to be patient with others as well.
I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought, or a
thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation.
Well, you are getting up once again. Once again I will wait, with nothing
but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time.
Have a nice day!
Your friend, GOD
