Friday, May 30, 2008

Friends and forwards

Friends - Love them forever
Forwards - Hate the way they clog up my mail box

Forwards from Friends - Brings a smile to my face. Some of them seem so appropriate (at the right time and place!)... Here is one I recieved this morning.



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My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body is. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct Answer.


When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy." She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, "Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes." She looked at me and told me, "You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind."

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years,
Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, "No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child."

Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.

My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my grandfather. She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?" I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, "This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson."

She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."

I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"

She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is made for others and not for yourself. It is sympathetic to the pain of others.

People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did . But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.
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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Happy New Year!

Happy new year to everyone! This is a year of MYSELF! :D so, plan to do more of what I want, wish and need.

Listening to Amy Winehouse. Valerie is a cover but I quite like it and enjoy the video as well. I am thinking of sporting a beehive! heheheh

Nice song... This is dedicated to all my blogger friends! (Especially Aria - Thanks for your Diwali wishes!)

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Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And in my head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your ginger Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Did You Have To Go To Jail, Put Your House Out Up For Sale, Did You Get A Good Lawyer.

I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan, I Hope You Find The Right Man, Who'll Fix It For You.

Are You Shopping Anywhere, Change The Color Of Your Hair, And Are You Busy.

Did You Have To Pay That Fine, That You Were Dodging All The Time, Are You Still Dizzy.

Well Since I Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Oh Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, What You're Doing, And In My Head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Why Dont You Come On Over Valerie...

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Cant get it out of my head!

Heard this about 10 times today!!! Looks like am losing it... :)

lovely song. amazing words and well, the movie is exceptional.



tujhase naaraaz nahi zindagi, hairaan hoon main
o hairaan hoon main
tere masoom savalon se pareshaan hooN main
o pareshaan hoon main

jeene ke liye socha hi na tha, dard sambhalane honge
muskuraoon to, muskurane ke karz utaarne honge
muskuraoon kabhi to lagata hai
jaise hontonn pe karz rakhaa hai
tujhase ...

aaj agar bhar ayi hai, boondein baras jaayengi
kal kya pata inke liye aakhen taras jayengi
jaane kahan gum kahan khoya
ek aansu chhupake rakha tha
tujhase ...

zindagi tere gum ne hamain rishte naye samajhaye
mile jo hamain dhoop main mile chhaanv ke thande saaye

o tujhase ...

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Trust

It has been a looooong time since I last wrote about something. Been busy. Been lazy... but never been a dull moment!:)

I will write more. My promise to self. random rambles, grumbles, aches, pains, cheers and all!

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Trust - slowly, this is becoming the most important thing to me. Dont get me wrong on this, it was always very important but now it has become more or I understand the significance more. I have done many things blindly 'in trust'... I wonder if I will do that now. Am I becoming more suspicious? Am I losing it? I dont know but hoping some thinking and self examination will help.

- I tend to confuse friendliness and trustworthiness
- Quick to trust people (May not be completely gullible though!)
- Once I realise that the trust is broken, I find it difficult to confront and resolve the issue. It keeps running in my head for a while. Needless to say, I am grumpy at these times. :(
- Personally and professionally, I have had my trust in individuals broken. Personal : well, I make the choice and walk out. Professional : I cant walk out unless I decide to walk out on my job! So unfair!!!

This makes so much sense to me though Friedrich Nietzsche said this maybe a 100 years ago - I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you
well...

Sunday, October 29, 2006

"Never Say Goodbye"

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Hayley Westenra! Dint know she existed till a few days back and suddenly there has been an overdose of her. :) Loved quite aa few songs and the maori ones are really lovely. Watched her perform a song yesterday and listened to 'Pure' all the way home. 'Never Say Goodbye' was the first song I heard and still the one I love the most. Listen to it...
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If I could take this moment forever
Turn the pages of my mind
To another place and time
We would never say goodbye

If I could find the words I would speak them
Then I wouldn't be tongue-tied
When I looked into your eyes
We would never say goodbye

If I could stop the moon ever rising
Day would not become the night
Wouldn't feel this cold inside
And we'd never say goodbye

I wish that our dreams were frozen
Then our hearts would not be broken
When we let each other go...

If I could steal this moment forever
Paint a picture-perfect smile
So our story stayed alive
We would never say goodbye

Saturday, August 12, 2006

My Own Best Friend

Roxie: There's only one person who can help ya now, Roxie
Velma: There's only one person you can count on now, Velma

Miss Roxie Hart and Miss Velma Kelly sing a song of unrelenting determination and unmitigated ego

One thing I know
One thing I know
And I've always known
And I've always known
I am my own
I am my own
Best friend

Baby's alive
Baby's alive
But baby's alone
But baby's alone
And baby's her own
And baby's her own
Best friend

Many's the guy
Who told me he cares
But they were scratchin' my back
'Cause I was scratchin' theirs

And trusting to luck
And trusting to luck
That's only for fools
Only for fools
I play in a game
I play in a game
Where I make the rules

And rule number one
From here to the end
Is I am my own best friend'

Three musketeers
Who never say die
Are standing here this minute
Me
Me
Myself
Myself
And I
And I

If life is a school I'll pass every test
If life is a game I'll play it the best
'Cause I wont give in and I'll never bend
And I am my own best friend

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* Watched Chicago (Theatre) yesterday and totally mesmerised...Loved the story, the songs, the lyrics, the cast ... EVERYTHING! even the dinner after - The tastiest Rissotto in London!!! :)

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

A Gift From The Sea

- ANNE MORROW LINDBERGH

When you love someone you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility! It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet, this is what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror, its ebb. We are afraid it will not return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only real continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity-------in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.

The only real security is not owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was in nostalgia, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. For relationships too, must be like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits-----islands, surounded and interrupted by the sea, and continually visited and abandoned by the tides. One must accept the security of the winged life, of the ebb and flow, of intermittency.

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Lovely words for a soul like me. I love to think I can shrug off my baggage from the past and forget the worries about the future and cherish the present... Wish I can do that more effectively.

These also remind me of a article I read somewhere on the Metro about a woman who had a 'long' marriage of 40 odd years. She said, 'There was a lot of love in our marriage. I kept falling in love with Matt and Matt repeatedly fell in love with me. Well, there were times when we did fall out of love but those times we were good friends who shared their days together... till we fell in love all over again.... '

ebb and flow of the tide indeed!