Peace

For me, I go through life as it leads me. I consider myself separate, never thought I belonged to anything or anyone. Freakishly enough, I never considered this as a problem. Maybe since I had gone through quite a long time of my life without much people around me or I had been let down by too many people on one too many occasions, either way I don’t consider this a problem.
I remember few incidents that I got disappointed because I was too attached to someone. Maybe those moments in time thought me to go solo. Life has gone through a long time, and I no longer give a thought to this anymore. I don’t get associated in groups formed in both work and studies; I don’t go out much, I don’t prefer to go to friends or relatives houses much. I take it they would not like me invading their life. Its like I have made peace with the way I got to live.
But lately few times this has become a problem. People acting as if I had disappointed them, which leaves me confused. Its not a matter to me that I do not participate in what others do, but apparently it does to them.
Life had molded me into something and im quite happy with that. I like being a private person at the same time a peoples person. I like it that I don’t have too many people to depend on when I do something. I like being selfish this way. And frankly I don’t care what others think or say. Either stay with me knowing the way I am or can leave. I had made peace with the fact that I cannot stop someone who wants to leave. Its easier to make peace with things I cannot fight or win.

Let Them Shine

As going through life, its not uncommon to find various kind of people and various kind of behavior among them. Even the most rational people behaving in the most outrageous way. We often wonder why. But its very rare that anyone actually stop to think the reason behind these behaviors.
Sometimes I find myself holding some emotions inside me. For repressing something I want to say or not doing something I want to do. And few people of my circle find me ridiculous for doing so. Maybe I am what they think or maybe not, either way I still do it. The reason for repressing me isn’t to explain myself to anyone.
I find most time people are very unsecure. And most time its this unsecurity which make them do crazy things. Although knowing the truth fully well even men would oppose to women just because they don’t want to be challenged. Supervisors find it hard to accept a better idea by a subordinate just because of the position they hold and to admit juniors can be smarter than them.
Its these insecurities I see which makes me suppress myself. I rather hide & let others shine. I dont get the need to shine. It aint my thing.

Think About It...

This is one of the nicest mails I have seen. .

I dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels.

My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, "This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received." I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world. Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.

The angel then said to me, "This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them."

I noticed again how busy it was there.There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.

Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. "This is the Acknowledgment Section," my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed "How is it that? There's no work going on here?" I asked."So sad," the angel sighed. "After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments.

"How does one acknowledge God's blessings?" I asked."Simple," the angel answered."Just say, "Thank you, God."

Breaks my heart

We can easily read and write, which makes everything just so easy for us. Easy to go through life. Enjoy the advance technologies, the foreign channels, movies, chatting wire net etc. But some others are not so fortunate. Although with excess luxuries of these days they are not able to understand and make use of it. Not because they do not want to but because they are not educated in life to do so.
My father for instance is not educated. From the day I have known him, he been working, providing everything which we may need. Working to educate us all our life, taking us school several times a day sometimes. Getting us so many things and yet never letting us know how it is not to have something. Never letting us know just how sad it is to be uneducated.
I can see my father reading news slowly both due to lack of practice and old age. It breaks my heart to see mistakes in simple words of his writing. It breaks my heart when he asks us to read something because he can’t. It makes me sad to think just how life would be for him. Makes me wonder how much he would want what we have learned and what we have taken for granted ourselves. Just breaks my heart. . .

Simple Person

I got a relative, pretty close in fact; being with her I was amazed at one of her personality. It’s that she’s never satisfied. You give her many things and still she would want what the person next to her has.
I have no idea how that happens to her. I’m not just pointing out her weak points, I’m practically fascinated. I mean to wants things so much? How is that even possible? She would sometimes get jealous if someone gives something to anyone other than her. And unfortunately I have seen this not only in her.
I used to wonder what it was that made her like that. I’m a simple person; I never had that kind of wanting in me. Thinking through I found out what she was lacking. What I think is that everyone needs to be satisfied with what they already have to stop wanting for more.
We already have so much; I’m not saying all of us are millionaires. But do we really need that much to be happy? To be fulfilled? Can’t we for just once stop thinking about what is needed and think of what we already have? How many of us do think of what we got until we lose it? When we lose it again we want it. Why is it we can’t appreciate things we have?
Blessing comes through different ways. If we can’t appreciate it, how would we know actually how much blessed we are?

Black Coffee

I used to hate black coffee so much. I mean i really dint see how anyone would drink a cup of extremely bitter thing showing a calming expression on their face. I never understood it. Im not saying i dont drink it myself, but i do admit i hate the taste. I drank it for two reasons. One is to blend in with friends and another being that, if i do drink it mistakenly even, im far away from sleep for about 5 to 6 hours minimum. Very useful during my exam days.
I used to wonder why i drink it even though i hate it so much. The answer came to me easily. A necessary evil as people say. I came to relate that that to life. I mean i have met many people i dont necessarily would love to hangout with, but due to circumstance, do so. I even met few i loath or would love to spat few words at. But i never do. Y again i think. And comes to mind, Black Coffee. I tolerate black coffee because i need some benefit from it. Im not saying im showing a good side to these people just for my benefit. Its also because although they are irritating i wouldnt gain anything from fighting back. Im a thinker, and i think even though the person im dealing with is painfully irritating, i only can get what i want if i stay calm and try to calm the other person. Its not always easy, but i do ok. Just like black coffee, i can get its benefit if i just tolerate its bitter taste and drink it up.
Now i used to think how i no longer give much thought to the bitter taste in my cup of black coffee. It do not bother me anymore. But then again black coffee or just life, we tend to get used to things. And im guessing thats just what happened to me. .

Hard Choices

Everyday, every hour, every moment we have decisions to make, some good others not, some hard others simple. Not all of us are very good at this task. Its’ only the wise and unselfish people who manage to make the best decisions at the end of the day. Especially when the decision concerns others life and feelings, that is when its’ really tricky. Hard part would be deciding whether what you have is worth having or giving up.
Keeping or giving up, which one to choose? If keeping something means your hurting some one else, its worth giving up. Not taking into consideration your own feelings or how hurt you feel. This is where being unselfish is important. You can’t have something just because you want it. It’s our decision that would define who we are at the end. It’s a decision to give something up selflessly for a better cause which would differ one from another. Shows just how much extraordinary you are.
It’s not important that people come to know of the noble things you have done. What important is that you know and you’re a good person in front of your eyes. That is what really matters.