Wanting ... but for what ??
The human mind is full of desires; we realize the value of what we do not have and we hardly tend to realize the value of what we have.
Its just the essence in life which makes us so obsessive that we are always hungry; hungry for food, hungry for wealth, hungry for happiness, hungry for love, hungry for faith, hungry for belief, hungry for glories, hungry for fame and hungry for what not?
Why do we need to request the lord (or say anyone) for what we want? Why is it that we can't just get what we want? Is it because a balance has to be maintained!
Oh gosh, balance for what?
Balance, between the truth and falsity, between the good and the evil, between faith and skepticism, between love and hate ... ??
I do believe, that yes, the balance should exist, but I doubt whether this balance shall lead us somewhere or nowhere!
We all need some faith and belief in ourselves, we all want to be what we really are, we don't want to show the world that we are the way we are; its just that we are not recognized, the way we are.
We want more - the world says give me more and yeh dil maangey more - and more. But first, it is the fact, that whatever more is given should be accepted and if not, it should at the least be acknowledged either to take us in the right direction or to take us away without which we are left hopeless and we really are in a mess as to where should we head towards and the more importantly, how?
Not knowing the way to have belief-in-myself, my Gmail Status today says that "Certain things come into our life, which we never wanted; and those which we want, never ever turn up for us."
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Pay or Praise ??
Every time I be to a restaurant, after having my meal, I've always wondered as to whether should I pay the person - his/her tip - who had served me?
The answer which I used to get was always 'no' as I thought that why should I pay one, as one might anyways be getting the salary. And moreover, what if the person feels bad about it, as he/she might take it as if he/she is given something in kind?
But I've now come across this short story, and I wonder as to what should I be now doing? Read on, and you'll come to know,
In the days, when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 years old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see he couldn't have the sundae, because he wanted enough left to leave her a tip.
Always remember those who served you!
And now, I am even more confused as to what am I supposed to do, should I remember him/her by paying or just go up to his/her's manager's desk and praise?
Every time I be to a restaurant, after having my meal, I've always wondered as to whether should I pay the person - his/her tip - who had served me?
The answer which I used to get was always 'no' as I thought that why should I pay one, as one might anyways be getting the salary. And moreover, what if the person feels bad about it, as he/she might take it as if he/she is given something in kind?
But I've now come across this short story, and I wonder as to what should I be now doing? Read on, and you'll come to know,
In the days, when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 years old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see he couldn't have the sundae, because he wanted enough left to leave her a tip.
Always remember those who served you!
And now, I am even more confused as to what am I supposed to do, should I remember him/her by paying or just go up to his/her's manager's desk and praise?
Friday, January 19, 2007
Are Your Potatoes Heavy ??
A teacher once told each of her students to bring a clear plastic bag and a sack of potatoes to school. For every person they refuse to forgive in their life's experience, they chose a potato,wrote on it the name and date, and put it in the plastic bag. Some of their bags were quite heavy.
They were then told to carry this bag with them everywhere for one week, putting it beside their bed at night, on the car seat when driving, next to their desk at work.
The hassle of lugging this around with them made it clear what a weight they were carrying spiritually, and how they had to pay attention to it all the time to not forget and keep leaving it in embarrassing places. Naturally, the condition of the potatoes deteriorated to a nasty smelly slime. This is a great metaphor for the price we pay for keeping our pain and heavy negativity!
Too often we think of forgiveness as a gift to the other person, and it clearly is for ourselves!
A teacher once told each of her students to bring a clear plastic bag and a sack of potatoes to school. For every person they refuse to forgive in their life's experience, they chose a potato,wrote on it the name and date, and put it in the plastic bag. Some of their bags were quite heavy.
They were then told to carry this bag with them everywhere for one week, putting it beside their bed at night, on the car seat when driving, next to their desk at work.
The hassle of lugging this around with them made it clear what a weight they were carrying spiritually, and how they had to pay attention to it all the time to not forget and keep leaving it in embarrassing places. Naturally, the condition of the potatoes deteriorated to a nasty smelly slime. This is a great metaphor for the price we pay for keeping our pain and heavy negativity!
Too often we think of forgiveness as a gift to the other person, and it clearly is for ourselves!
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
A Paragraph Explaining Life ...
Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?".
And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"
Happiness keeps u Sweet, Trials keep u Strong, Sorrow keeps u Human, Failure Keeps u Humble, Success keeps u Glowing, But only God Keeps u Going.....
Keep Going ...
Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?".
And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"
Happiness keeps u Sweet, Trials keep u Strong, Sorrow keeps u Human, Failure Keeps u Humble, Success keeps u Glowing, But only God Keeps u Going.....
Keep Going ...
Refusing to Accept Failure ...
Sir Edmund Hillary was the first man to climb Mount Everest. On May 29, 1953 he scaled the highest mountain then known to man-29,000 feet straight up. He was knighted for his efforts. He even made American Express card commercials because of it! However, until we read his book, High Adventure, we don't understand that Hillary had to grow into this success. You see, in 1952 he attempted to climb Mount Everest, but failed.
A few weeks later a group in England asked him to address its members. Hillary walked on stage to a thunderous applause. The audience was recognizing an attempt at greatness, but Edmund Hillary saw himself as a failure. He moved away from the microphone and walked to the edge of the platform. He made a fist and pointed at a picture of the mountain. He said in a loud voice, "Mount Everest, you beat me the first time, but I'll beat you the next time because you've grown all you are going to grow... but I'm still growing!"
Sir Edmund Hillary was the first man to climb Mount Everest. On May 29, 1953 he scaled the highest mountain then known to man-29,000 feet straight up. He was knighted for his efforts. He even made American Express card commercials because of it! However, until we read his book, High Adventure, we don't understand that Hillary had to grow into this success. You see, in 1952 he attempted to climb Mount Everest, but failed.
A few weeks later a group in England asked him to address its members. Hillary walked on stage to a thunderous applause. The audience was recognizing an attempt at greatness, but Edmund Hillary saw himself as a failure. He moved away from the microphone and walked to the edge of the platform. He made a fist and pointed at a picture of the mountain. He said in a loud voice, "Mount Everest, you beat me the first time, but I'll beat you the next time because you've grown all you are going to grow... but I'm still growing!"
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