Tuesday, 3 August 2010
WONDERFUL DAYS…
Sunday, 1 August 2010
STRIKE THE IRON…
We will start regret about it, once, our colleges or schools reopen again. The entire holidays are not just to move around aimlessly. It’s time for us, to mend ourselves from mere curriculum of studies. We could spend our holidays worthwhile. Holidays are not just for enjoying, but also for learning with sense of pleasure. There are number of ways to spend our holidays valuable. There are huge number of clubs, colleges, schools etc., are organizing events like workshops, camps, crash courses, arts and handicrafts, internships etc. We could join those events, such that we can learn something new and interesting. It will help us in numerous ways.
Every minute brings us pleasure. It moulds us every good way to face this world and future, which lies ahead of us. It is not just a time pass; rather it gives us exposure and experience. It helps to boast up our confidence. Therefore, “Strike the iron, while it’s hot”‼
Sunday, 11 July 2010
A LITTLE THING...
It wasn’t a simple incident for me. I mulled over and over about the incident nearly for weeks. I tried to rationalize my thoughts in almost all the way I could possibly imagine. However, I couldn’t bear the thought of being insulted. I felt it was impertinent. Yes, I was hurt. Then, it occurred to me why I was hurt and I found the reason miraculously. I felt, I lost my recognition and my joy of being acknowledged. After all, it is human tendency always to seek for an approval, especially, from the people whom we know. It gives us immense joy but we fail to notice it. It might have happened with many of us. But, we never have given much thought about it. It is true; we would never give much importance to other people feelings unless we experience it.
We could even talk about most complicated topics on philosophy, whereas, we fail to discover that even simple things like smiling, saying thanks and sorry could make a biggest difference and it might lead us to biggest morale of our life. I’m not a person who sticks with philosophy of life. I rather strongly believe in one thing, that we are here, only to make others happy and make ourselves happy as well.
I’d rather say that incident was a hindsight to me, which paved me way to share my aura with everyone, moreover, to understand the people feelings. I guess, this is the high time to give room to other people feelings, at least, by giving them an amicable smile as a symbol of approval. After all, it is not going to costs anything.
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
The Window
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button, which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
P.S. This is my one of the favourite story. Though the author is unknown, I’m happy to promote this story to everyone.
Levels of Love
If you have belief in love, the following information is for you. It doesn’t matter, though you don’t believe. Just have fun by reading this‼
According to Robert Sternberg’s Triangular Theory of Love, the basic types of love derive from the levels of three basic components – Passion, Intimacy and Commitment; in them John Lee, other author has described six styles of loving:
Eros or Romantic Love, is intense, romantic and passionate. These lovers, feeling a physical chemistry, not only take to each other very quickly, but also delight in the way the other person looks, smells and feels. “I love the way his hair smells!”
Storge or Compassionate Love, is based on friendship. At the base of the kind of love is a deep, caring friendship. In many cases friendship will have blossomed into this kind of love. It could be impossible to say at what point along the continuum they became lovers from being ‘just good friends’. “Its hard to say when we went from being friends to being romantically involved”.
Ludus or Game-playing Love, is obsessive and insecure. These lovers have a hard time concentrating or anything other than the object of their love. Both insecure and jealous, they are consumed with self-doubt and fear of rejection. “When she doesn’t pay attention to me, I feel sick all over”.
Pragma or Pragmatic Love, is rational, patient and practical. These lovers may have looked for someone with a background similar to theirs, will fit in with their family and future career plans and make a good mate and parent, “Before getting very involved with someone, I try to figure out what our children would be like, if we were to have any”.
Agape or Selfless Love, is a kind of love in which lovers, always putting the needs of the other ahead of one’s own, are long-suffering and undemanding. “I can’t be happy unless I find her happy”.
So did you find out which level you belong to?!
Content Extract: The Hindu.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Creation of the world
We often wonder how this world had been created? In addition, who created the world? Although the field of Science and Technology has improved, we often stick on to some old stories rather mythical stories. Is it because we all fond of hearing stories?! Well, I just have no idea either‼ I just want to share you about what I have heard about our earth’s creation. Though am not sure whether it is true. I rather consider it as a story. I enjoyed it when I heard this. Therefore, I want you people to enjoy the story like me. Probably, some could’ve been already heard this story, even though never mind‼ Just go on once again and don’t forget to say the non-lexical fillers in the end of my article. (If you can, say more than that after reading my article‼)
I think it’s better to start my little narration here. According to Greek Mythology, before the world was created, it was considered that there was only chaos and void existed. Out of the void, appeared Erebus (Greek). It is the place where the death and darkness dwells. Moreover, everything else was empty, endless, and silent.
Then, somehow, the Love was born which started to straighten up the chaos. From love came Day and Light. Once there was day and light, the Gaea, the Earth appeared.
Moreover, this is the story, which I heard it from one of my friends. Now you say, how do you feel after reading my narration!?