~ Reflections ~

As a kid, all of us dream about painting the sky in colours we want to see the world in... Somewhere down the line, we become mature with age (people call it wisdom), and we dont wish the same any more... We stop hoping for any radical changes - see I've said it - I'm refering to it as radical :-) But what is it that stops us from believing that we can change the world.. paint it the way we want to... to dream .. to wish.. Though this song has been written with a different purpose, i dont think anyone from MLTR will punish me for quoting it here... Paint my love You should Paint my love It's the picture of A thousand sunsets It's the freedom of A thousand doves Baby you should Paint my love..

There are predominantly 2 ways people express themselves... Those who are talkative and those who are expressive... In other words, those who use words to express their feelings and those who let their face do the talking... Its debatable which of the 2 ways is a better way of expression.. but we all, subconciouslyuse one of the two... So when we say that someone is being unexpressive, it simply means we don't know what to read.... All of us try to communicate.. its just that each of us have our different ways !!!

You are given a job you don't want to do... democracy isn't what bosses believe in i guess... and then you are goaded for not doing it properly, when someone next to you is doing a miserable job of it... I wonder what is worse... The hope that i'll get praise someday, for doing the job i origionally didnt want to... Or the fact that i'm actually doing what i didn't want to...

Its been a long time since i've blogged... Life's just moving so fast that i don't seem to have the time to sit down and think, much less write about it.. Just thought i'd wish all of you a Happy Diwali !!

I always want the best for myself.. the best clothes, the best food... the best job... But is there an end to the expectations from one self.. Will the hope that it will get better than what it is now ever cease... At a level, satisfaction leads to complacency.. the want for more leads you to the road to perfection.. the ideal..

We all talk about family being the most important part of our lives.. that they are the one aspect of our life that won't change, nor will they vanish.. But i have come to believe that friends are as important, if not more important... I could give you lots of reasons to support my argument, but the only one i will state is that My Friends are the ones I choose to be with... Thank you dear friends.. for putting up with me..

every man has his purpose and the purpose of his life is to find his purpose on this planet but when the purpose of living on this planet is found the whole purpose of life is lost... what a paradox !! Quote : "Only fools dream all day. The smart people dream only at night."

A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the other unused. Only one child played on the unused track, the rest on the operational track. The train is coming, and you are just beside the track interchange. You can make the train change its course to the unused track and save most of the kids. However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the unused track would be sacrificed. Or would you rather let the train go its way? Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could make................ Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice only one child. You might think the same way, I guess. Exactly, I thought the same way initially because to save most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people would make, morally and emotionally. But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the unused track had in fact made the right decision to play at a

All of us believe that we are strong.. strong enough to withstand the pain that comes our way... to fight any situation and better still, face the music... Strong enough not to be supported by anyone , strong enough to be alone yet be steady , strong... What we don't accept, is that a little help from someone won't hurt... venting our anger on someone won't make us any weaker... leaning on someone just to catch our breath won't make us dependent on them... Quote for the Blog "It takes more courage to reveal insecurities than to hidethem, more strength to relate to people than to dominate them, more manhood to abide by thought-out principles rather than blind reflex. Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles and an immature mind." ~ Alax Karras

Two men,both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid 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. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by 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 began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the cit