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Monday, September 15, 2008
"When thou see an eagle, thou see a portion of genius; lift up thy head."
A man found an eagle's egg and put it in the nest of a barnyard hen. The eagle hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them. All his life, the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did, thinking he was a barnyard chicken. He scratched the earth for worms and insects. He clucked and cackled. And he thrashed his wings and flew a few feet in the air. Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful majesty among powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its strong, golden wings.
The old eagle looked up in awe, "Who's that?" he asked.
"That's the eagle, the king of birds," said one of the hens. "He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth - we're chickens."
So the eagle lived and died a chicken, for that is what he thought he was.
My friend, you too were born for the sky. As a unique human being, you have, deep within yourself, a burning desire to achieve something with your life. But for many people, the reality is that they get so caught-up in the daily-grind of trying to make a living, that they never really discover that desire and so they end up living their entire lives like the "chicken".
What the "chicken" really needed was to discover that he really was an eagle; and then he would have been able to begin to learn how to fly (even eagles need to learn); and eventually he would learn how to soar.
My friend, you too were born for the sky. As a unique human being, you have, deep within yourself, a burning desire to achieve something with your life. But for many people, the reality is that they get so caught-up in the daily-grind of trying to make a living, that they never really discover that desire and so they end up living their entire lives like the "chicken".
What the "chicken" really needed was to discover that he really was an eagle; and then he would have been able to begin to learn how to fly (even eagles need to learn); and eventually he would learn how to soar.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
To All My Girl friends
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. Don't forget your girlfriends," she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. "They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you'll have, you are still going to need girlfriends. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. And remember that "girlfriends" are not only your friends, but your sisters, your daughters, and other relatives too. You'll need other women. Women always do. What a funny piece of advice, the young woman thought. 'Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake, a grownup, not a young girl who needs girlfriends! Surely my husband and the family we'll start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'But she listened to her Mother; she kept contact with her girlfriends and made more each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, girlfriends are the mainstays of her life. After 50 years
of living in this world, here is what I know about girlfriends:
Girlfriends bring you chicken curry when you need help.
Girlfriends keep your children and keep your secrets.
Girlfriends give advice when you ask for it. Sometimes you take it, sometimes you don't. Girlfriends don't always tell you that you're right, but they're usually honest.
Girlfriends still love you, even when they don't agree with your choices.
Girlfriends laugh with you, and you don't need canned jokes to start the laughter.
Girlfriends pull you out of jams.
Girlfriends help you get out of bad relationships.
Girlfriends help you look for a new apartment, help you pack, and help you move.
Girlfriends will give a party for your son or daughter when they get married or have a baby, in whichever order that comes!
Girlfriends are there for you, in an instant and when the hard times come.
Girlfriends listen when you lose a job or a friend.
Girlfriends listen when your children break your heart.
Girlfriends listen when your parents' minds and bodies fail.
Girlfriends support you when the men in your life let you down.
Girlfriends help you pick up the pieces when men pack up and go.
Girlfriends rejoice at what makes you happy, and are ready to go out and kill what makes you unhappy.
Times passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Love waxes and wanes.
Hearts break.
Careers end.
Jobs come and go.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Men don't call when they say they will.
BUT girlfriends are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.
A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
If I had my life to live over again...!!!
If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time.
I'd relax; I'd limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.
I would have played more often and pored less over my books....
I would have sailed more paper boats in the rain, than wonder if I would catch a cold in the weather....
I would have enjoyed a few more chocolates, regardless of cavities....
I would have painted more empty egg shells ....
I would have been less conscious about having a perfect smile for the camera, and rather been myself....
I would have clicked more black-and-white pictures.....
I would have stomped through some more puddles during the monsoon... and crunched a lot more dry foliage during autumn......
I would have gone on more treks...... and thought less about falling down a ravine....
I would have been more receptive when accepting criticism and more thoughtful before giving it...
I would have burst more bubble-wrap!
I would have said more "thank Q"s and "I love you"s and lesser "Sorry"s
I would have sat on more roller coasters and screamed my head off, rather than be watching from the scared-albeit-envious crowd below......
I would have believed in Santa till I was 18 :)
I would have learnt to play the guitar.
I would have roamed around India in my early twenties instead of wasting them away.
I would have seen more sunrises.
You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
I would go to more dance.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
I would have winked at some good looking hunk ;-) .... just this once !!!
I'd relax; I'd limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.
I would have played more often and pored less over my books....
I would have sailed more paper boats in the rain, than wonder if I would catch a cold in the weather....
I would have enjoyed a few more chocolates, regardless of cavities....
I would have painted more empty egg shells ....
I would have been less conscious about having a perfect smile for the camera, and rather been myself....
I would have clicked more black-and-white pictures.....
I would have stomped through some more puddles during the monsoon... and crunched a lot more dry foliage during autumn......
I would have gone on more treks...... and thought less about falling down a ravine....
I would have been more receptive when accepting criticism and more thoughtful before giving it...
I would have burst more bubble-wrap!
I would have said more "thank Q"s and "I love you"s and lesser "Sorry"s
I would have sat on more roller coasters and screamed my head off, rather than be watching from the scared-albeit-envious crowd below......
I would have believed in Santa till I was 18 :)
I would have learnt to play the guitar.
I would have roamed around India in my early twenties instead of wasting them away.
I would have seen more sunrises.
You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
I would go to more dance.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
I would have winked at some good looking hunk ;-) .... just this once !!!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Sail Away...!!!

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.
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Saturday, July 5, 2008
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