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Welcome the New Year

Another year is just about to pass us by. Time is not static, it keeps moving. So it is only wise to keep moving with it... I mean not try to overtake it (it isn't possible, unless you believe in time travel ;-)), but move at a steady pace and not stagnate. So when I indulge myself in introspection, I must be careful not to begin living in the moments of the past. I must simply carry forward the lessons I've learnt and treasure the good moments. After all Yesterday might have been good, But tomorrow might be better.What makes the difference is our attitude towards life!

Blissful Matrimony ?!?

Is marriage the only thing of importance in life.. In every decision i am making... i am constantly reminded by people around me , in more ways than one, that marriage is the only ultimate goal i should keep in mind..

GOD

I believe in god , though not in the conventional way people do... I agree there is someone more superior than all of us.. or shall i say some supernatural power ... but that doesn't make me believe in an idol.... So whether it is my succcess or my failure i attribute it all to myself... as a consequence of what i've done.. I'm now saying i don't believe in destiny , but then i also believe that i create my own destiny... Then how is a prayer , or submission to an idol responsible for how i have performed ?? Is that because i lack the humility ...as someone told me today...

Friends..

In a moment of joy... in a moment of gloom...the first person we look for,is not famiy, but a friend...a frind who'd understand. Someone who'd understand your happiness...and be happy with you. Who'd appreciate your success ,and not feel jealous.. Who'd support you , at the time of crisis , without hoping for anything in return... Then why ... do i feel jealous of my friend... am i not a true friend .. or am i just being immature..

Hope...

I've finally created a blog... after procrastinating for so long.. so its only right if i start with hope.. HOPE ~ Emily Dickinson Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.