Monday, October 12, 2009
Saturday, September 05, 2009
Being Compassionate
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no
one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. 'Would you carry my bag out to the car?'
she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would
want my mother treated'.'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly. 'Oh, I don't mind,' she said.
'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'. I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have
very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. 'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in
front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair. 'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered. 'There are other passengers,' I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that
shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, BUT THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while
we are here we might as well dance.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Take my breath away..
Take My Breath Away lyrics
Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In this foolish lovers game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In this foolish lovers game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
My love
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Pari's Blog entry
Parisheel and Pranita - The Winning Entry
I have an elder sister, Pranita. Ever since childhood we were never quite on talking terms,always fighting, quarrelling rather. Most people(including my parents) thought it was just a simple and harmless sibling rivalry but as time flew by it gradually dawned on them all that it was just more than sibling rivalry, they began to fear that it might eventually turn into hatred.
But it wasn't going to happen. I've always admired my sisters stubbornness and straightforwardness but as it happens, those were the very traits that made me despise her for a little while. It was something like this, if my dad bought me a bike, she had to get one too, if I was watching cricket, she had to watch some tear jerking soap on tv at the exact same time(typical), and so on. But being the elder one she got most of the attention, not that I am complaining. And as we grew older there was never the time to talk to each other. I was almost always with my friends, and she was with hers. I never had a problem with her until she had one with me. Every year she did tie a Rakhi but I never quite felt the affection, it was as though she was just going through the motions just for the sake of it. I graduated from some random engineering college in Hyderabad and made my plans to go abroad to pursue a masters degree(oh why did I ever). It was around this time that she began talking normally and the frequency of the quarrels reduced. I remember the day she had tears in her eyes when I boarded the flight.
And now here in this place when I look at my friends talking over the phone to their siblings in India I feel bad. Bad because I have a sister with whom I've never quite spoken to, never quite shared a secret with, never quite brought any gifts for, never quite have to defend against the shuntings of my parents. Maybe I was too stubborn and not she. She was the older one yes, I agree, but I could have broken the ice long back. It is something that I regret. And when I look back now I only see the silly arguments, the pulling of hair and the cold wars instead of the love and affection that should have been. I could never bring myself to talk about all this with her, I am way too shy for all this.She never fails to send Rakhi's for me and my roomies till date. And I feel proud when I wear them and I am waiting to feel proud this year. If there was something I could do to change things I would.
But now she is married and I doubt if any of this would matter to her anymore. I've always wanted a younger sister, a cute little one with whom I could play, buy chocolates for and boss around, but an elder one would do just fine. I miss my sister.--
Parisheel Anand, Winner for 'Raksha Bandhan Story' Contest
But it wasn't going to happen. I've always admired my sisters stubbornness and straightforwardness but as it happens, those were the very traits that made me despise her for a little while. It was something like this, if my dad bought me a bike, she had to get one too, if I was watching cricket, she had to watch some tear jerking soap on tv at the exact same time(typical), and so on. But being the elder one she got most of the attention, not that I am complaining. And as we grew older there was never the time to talk to each other. I was almost always with my friends, and she was with hers. I never had a problem with her until she had one with me. Every year she did tie a Rakhi but I never quite felt the affection, it was as though she was just going through the motions just for the sake of it. I graduated from some random engineering college in Hyderabad and made my plans to go abroad to pursue a masters degree(oh why did I ever). It was around this time that she began talking normally and the frequency of the quarrels reduced. I remember the day she had tears in her eyes when I boarded the flight.
And now here in this place when I look at my friends talking over the phone to their siblings in India I feel bad. Bad because I have a sister with whom I've never quite spoken to, never quite shared a secret with, never quite brought any gifts for, never quite have to defend against the shuntings of my parents. Maybe I was too stubborn and not she. She was the older one yes, I agree, but I could have broken the ice long back. It is something that I regret. And when I look back now I only see the silly arguments, the pulling of hair and the cold wars instead of the love and affection that should have been. I could never bring myself to talk about all this with her, I am way too shy for all this.She never fails to send Rakhi's for me and my roomies till date. And I feel proud when I wear them and I am waiting to feel proud this year. If there was something I could do to change things I would.
But now she is married and I doubt if any of this would matter to her anymore. I've always wanted a younger sister, a cute little one with whom I could play, buy chocolates for and boss around, but an elder one would do just fine. I miss my sister.--
Parisheel Anand, Winner for 'Raksha Bandhan Story' Contest
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Good one
A friend of mine passed this one to me and I was sooo touched that I decided to use this in my blog...,
A young man, a student in one of the universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students' friend for his kindness to those who waited on his instructions.
As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which were supposed to belong to a poor man who was working in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day's work . . .
Student turned to the professor, saying: "Let us play the man a trick:
We will hide his shoes, and hide ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them ..."
"My young friend," answered the professor, "We should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor . . . But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of this poor man.
Put a coin in each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how this affects him." Visit: The student did so and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes . . .
While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes, but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance.
He gazed upon the coin, turned it around and looked at it again and again.
He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin . . .
His feelings overcame him . . . He fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom this timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing . . .
The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears.
"Now," said the professor, are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?"
The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. .. I feel now the truth of these words, which I never understood before: "It's more blessed to give than to receive."
As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which were supposed to belong to a poor man who was working in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day's work . . .
Student turned to the professor, saying: "Let us play the man a trick:
We will hide his shoes, and hide ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them ..."
"My young friend," answered the professor, "We should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor . . . But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of this poor man.
Put a coin in each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how this affects him." Visit: The student did so and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes . . .
While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes, but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance.
He gazed upon the coin, turned it around and looked at it again and again.
He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin . . .
His feelings overcame him . . . He fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom this timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing . . .
The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears.
"Now," said the professor, are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?"
The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. .. I feel now the truth of these words, which I never understood before: "It's more blessed to give than to receive."
If you want happiness... .For a lifetime - help someone.
Friday, July 17, 2009
As I sat down remembering
My first meeting with you
I can help but to wonder...
Is there something within
That makes me stand out
From your other friends ?
You have told me then...
I am different
Though I am thankful but
My mind still seeks
What makes me special
For you to keep me,
Here with you...
Something in my mind keeps coming back…
Can’t help but ask
Is there love within your heart?
This is the question I wanna ask…
Within your heart, you told me
“I wanna keep you,
For I want you to be my true friend and lover too”
These words make my heart beat faster
Feeling the love within…
Though I know
It is just a long distance love affair
But still... there is Love within..
My first meeting with you
I can help but to wonder...
Is there something within
That makes me stand out
From your other friends ?
You have told me then...
I am different
Though I am thankful but
My mind still seeks
What makes me special
For you to keep me,
Here with you...
Something in my mind keeps coming back…
Can’t help but ask
Is there love within your heart?
This is the question I wanna ask…
Within your heart, you told me
“I wanna keep you,
For I want you to be my true friend and lover too”
These words make my heart beat faster
Feeling the love within…
Though I know
It is just a long distance love affair
But still... there is Love within..
Jan 2005
Love me like I'm innocent
Like I could never cause you pain
Love me like you once did
I wish we were the same
Love me like I have your heart
Like it never broke in my hands
Love me without a stop or pause
Fulfill the words you once said
The hole never emptied
The one holding my love for you,
You can still drown me in it
When we talk, I almost wish you knew
I don't want you drowning
Like me, gasping for air
Ignorant, you're better off
This way I guess it's fair
Maybe you can see it
The way I almost breathe when you're near
Maybe you could guess why
My head's pulled under when you disappear
I think you're flying now
Without me weighing you down
I want to see you soar
Without a single frown
I wish it could be done
Wish I was your perfect girl
Your heart is better off elsewhere
I admit this because I care
You're better off with her
She caught you perfectly when you fell
I love that you two are happy
Which is why I will not tell...
I wish I were your perfect girl
The one who made you fly
I wish I were the one for you
Not the one who made you cry
Your happiness is my deepest desire
So I'll do my best not to ask
The thing I desire second most
This simple Request:
Love me like I'm innocent
Like I could never cause you pain
Love me like you once did...
I wish we were the same.
Like I could never cause you pain
Love me like you once did
I wish we were the same
Love me like I have your heart
Like it never broke in my hands
Love me without a stop or pause
Fulfill the words you once said
The hole never emptied
The one holding my love for you,
You can still drown me in it
When we talk, I almost wish you knew
I don't want you drowning
Like me, gasping for air
Ignorant, you're better off
This way I guess it's fair
Maybe you can see it
The way I almost breathe when you're near
Maybe you could guess why
My head's pulled under when you disappear
I think you're flying now
Without me weighing you down
I want to see you soar
Without a single frown
I wish it could be done
Wish I was your perfect girl
Your heart is better off elsewhere
I admit this because I care
You're better off with her
She caught you perfectly when you fell
I love that you two are happy
Which is why I will not tell...
I wish I were your perfect girl
The one who made you fly
I wish I were the one for you
Not the one who made you cry
Your happiness is my deepest desire
So I'll do my best not to ask
The thing I desire second most
This simple Request:
Love me like I'm innocent
Like I could never cause you pain
Love me like you once did...
I wish we were the same.
Jan 2005
Being apart from you isn't easy...
I find myself missing you so often,
in so many ways...
but even though we can't be together right now.
gentle thoughts of you fill my days
and dreams of you fill my nights...
No matter what I'm doing,
I know it would be so much nicer
if I could be sharing it with you...
I keep imagining things you'd say
if you were with me now,
or the way you would laugh
if something funny happened,
and next thing I know,
I'm daydreaming about all the things we'll do
when we're together ...
Although the miles
come between us now,
I still feel so close to you,
and I just keep hoping
For that the day when we
Can be together
because I want you beside me
to talk to,
to hold,
to love.
Love ya.
I find myself missing you so often,
in so many ways...
but even though we can't be together right now.
gentle thoughts of you fill my days
and dreams of you fill my nights...
No matter what I'm doing,
I know it would be so much nicer
if I could be sharing it with you...
I keep imagining things you'd say
if you were with me now,
or the way you would laugh
if something funny happened,
and next thing I know,
I'm daydreaming about all the things we'll do
when we're together ...
Although the miles
come between us now,
I still feel so close to you,
and I just keep hoping
For that the day when we
Can be together
because I want you beside me
to talk to,
to hold,
to love.
Love ya.
Jan 2007
I want you Always.... With me
Share in my life.... My hopes,
Laughter and Tears,
Every smile and any sorrow...
I want you Always...
To be a part of,
Every Today, Every Tomorrow...
I want you Always.... In all my dreams...
A part of every fantasy...
I want you Always To love and live with,
To awaken beside each new day
We will share together...
I want Always... To see your sweet smile,
Hear your laughter,
Listen to the soft sound of you sleeping beside me...
I want to Always.... Give all the happiness
You so rightly deserve....
Bring you every joy within my reach...
I will Always....
Be your best friend, your confidant...
The one who shares in all you do...
Through the good and the bad,
I will stand by you...
I promise to Always. Give you all the love,
That fills my heart....
Give you all the passion,
That fills our nights...
To grant you’re every want,
Every need any wish....
Today, Tomorrow
And Always..
Share in my life.... My hopes,
Laughter and Tears,
Every smile and any sorrow...
I want you Always...
To be a part of,
Every Today, Every Tomorrow...
I want you Always.... In all my dreams...
A part of every fantasy...
I want you Always To love and live with,
To awaken beside each new day
We will share together...
I want Always... To see your sweet smile,
Hear your laughter,
Listen to the soft sound of you sleeping beside me...
I want to Always.... Give all the happiness
You so rightly deserve....
Bring you every joy within my reach...
I will Always....
Be your best friend, your confidant...
The one who shares in all you do...
Through the good and the bad,
I will stand by you...
I promise to Always. Give you all the love,
That fills my heart....
Give you all the passion,
That fills our nights...
To grant you’re every want,
Every need any wish....
Today, Tomorrow
And Always..
U've got to read this hon..
I'm so in love with you
and this spell can't be broken
I can't forget all our memories
and all the words we've spoken.
Take away my sight
and my sanity too
but please don't ask my heart
to take away you.
There's been so many nights
I've laid awake and cried
wondering why we
aren't side by side.
I've had rough days before
but nothing compares to this
all I can do is cry
and ache for your kiss.
Please don't let another
take my place
don't remove my love
don't forget my face.
I love and adore you
to leave you I'd never
it'll all work out baby
we can't stay apart forever.
and this spell can't be broken
I can't forget all our memories
and all the words we've spoken.
Take away my sight
and my sanity too
but please don't ask my heart
to take away you.
There's been so many nights
I've laid awake and cried
wondering why we
aren't side by side.
I've had rough days before
but nothing compares to this
all I can do is cry
and ache for your kiss.
Please don't let another
take my place
don't remove my love
don't forget my face.
I love and adore you
to leave you I'd never
it'll all work out baby
we can't stay apart forever.
August 2007.
My head upon your chest,
I fell so in love with your openess,
and in the echoing of your heart,
I know nothing can ever tear us apart.
So safe in the harbor of your arms, I feel so secure.
It's like nothing I've ever known before.
In the sun lit surrending of your eyes,
all my fear of the unknowing dies
I know this is where I'm meant to be,
me loving you,
and you loving me. . . .
I fell so in love with your openess,
and in the echoing of your heart,
I know nothing can ever tear us apart.
So safe in the harbor of your arms, I feel so secure.
It's like nothing I've ever known before.
In the sun lit surrending of your eyes,
all my fear of the unknowing dies
I know this is where I'm meant to be,
me loving you,
and you loving me. . . .
I Hate U......
Coz U Wait Me For So Long
I Hate U......
Coz U Bless Me The Dreams
I Hate U...... Coz U Make Me Lively
I Hate U......
Coz U Want Me Perfect
I Hate U......
Coz U Trust Me Blindly
I Hate U......
Coz U Make Me Selfish
I Hate U......
Coz U Stimulate My Feelings
I Hate U......
Coz U Make Me Strong
I Hate U......
Coz U Invlove Me In Unknown Relation
I Hate U......
Coz U Don't Make My Fun
I Hate U......
Coz U Understand Me Coz U Warm My Heart
I Hate U......
Coz U Make Me Broadminded
I Hate U......
Coz U Make Me Poet
I Hate U...... I Hate U...... Coz......... ..
I Madly Love U
| You’re the thought that starts each morning,
|
A NEEDLE CAN SAVE THE LIFE OF A STROKE PATIENT
No matter where the victim is, do not move him/her. Because, if moved, the capillaries will burst.
Help the victim to sit up where he/she is to prevent him/her from falling over again and then the blood letting can begin .
If you have in your home an injection syringe that would be the best.
Otherwise, a sewing needle or a straight pin will do.
1. Place the needle/pin over fire to sterilize it and then use it to prick the tip of all ......10 fingers.
2. There are no specific acupuncture points, just prick about an mm from the fingernail.
3. Prick till blood comes out.
4. If blood does not start to drip, then squeeze with your fingers.
5. When all 10 digits is bleeding, wait a few minutes then the victim will regain consciousness.
6. If the victim's mouth is crooked , then pull on his ears until they are red.
7. Then prick each earlobe twice until two drops of blood comes from each earlobe.
After a few minutes the victim should regain consciousness.
Wait till the victim regains his normal state without any abnormal symptoms then take him to the hospital.
Otherwise, if he was taken in the ambulance in a hurry to the hospital, the bumpy trip will cause all the capillaries in his brain to burst.
Help the victim to sit up where he/she is to prevent him/her from falling over again and then the blood letting can begin .
If you have in your home an injection syringe that would be the best.
Otherwise, a sewing needle or a straight pin will do.
1. Place the needle/pin over fire to sterilize it and then use it to prick the tip of all ......10 fingers.
2. There are no specific acupuncture points, just prick about an mm from the fingernail.
3. Prick till blood comes out.
4. If blood does not start to drip, then squeeze with your fingers.
5. When all 10 digits is bleeding, wait a few minutes then the victim will regain consciousness.
6. If the victim's mouth is crooked , then pull on his ears until they are red.
7. Then prick each earlobe twice until two drops of blood comes from each earlobe.
After a few minutes the victim should regain consciousness.
Wait till the victim regains his normal state without any abnormal symptoms then take him to the hospital.
Otherwise, if he was taken in the ambulance in a hurry to the hospital, the bumpy trip will cause all the capillaries in his brain to burst.
My Everything
Your are my everything, my life, my love,
You are more gorgeous than a flying white dove.
My love for you is so very strong,
Just like the melody to the most beautiful song.
Words cannot describe, how much I love you so,
that of which you will probably never know.
In this mixed up world, you're my reason for going on,
Without you here, I may be gone.
You are my everything. You give me something to look forward to,
There's not much more to say except I love you!
There's not much more to say except I love you!
Wat Ever u do my Stupid Heart Beats 4 u
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