Wow simply "amazing" is how I can describe it. Amazing emotion and amazing hope
Bob Seger - We've got Tonight
I know it's late,I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from
all that we see
Why should we worry, no one will care
Look at the stars so far away
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight
Why don't you stay?
Deep in my soul, I've been so lonely
All of my hopes, fading away
I've longed for love, like
everyone else does
I know I'll keep
searching, even after
today
So that there it is
We've got it all now
And here we are
What do you say?
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight
Why don't you stay?
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Both of us lonely
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it last
Let's find a way
Turn out the light
Come take my hand now
We've got tonight
Why don't you stay?
Why don't you stay?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
The antique vase
This is a story mailed to by Eric and it is so amazing that it has to be in my blog
I have decided that henceforth I shall speak to you about my thinkings which have begun to take form after years of pondering.
There was a general in ancient China who retired after many years of military service. Not wishing to sit around doing nothing, he took up the hobby of collecting antiques.
One day, he sat in his study to admire his latest acquisition – a small antique vase. It was expensive but worth it. He turned it this way and that, examining the exquisite patterns that ancient craftsmen had worked into it.
Suddenly, a careless movement of his fingers caused the vase to slip from his hands. The general tried to catch it, but its slick surface was difficult to grasp. He dove forward to try again. It was a close call, but he finally managed to hold on to it, mere inches from the floor.
The general's heart was pounding rapidly. His breathing was frantic. He gripped the vase tightly and stood up slowly. After a while, he was able to regain some composure.
He was relieved to have avoided damage, but something was not right. Instead of elation, he felt only puzzlement. "In all my campaigns," he thought to himself, "charging against the enemy, leading men into battle, even facing much bigger armies than mine… I never felt as much fear as I did just now. Why?"
Throughout his military career, the general always recognized the possibility of losing his life, but it didn't frighten him at all. Somehow, on this particular day, the possibility of losing the vase frightened him a lot.
In an instant of clarity, he saw the problem. He had become too attached to the vase. That attachment was the cause of emotional turmoil. He looked at the vase again, seeing it in a completely different light. Then, with his mind perfectly at ease, he relaxed his hands. The vase dropped and shattered into pieces.
The self or wealth, which is greater?
Gain or loss, which is more painful?
I have decided that henceforth I shall speak to you about my thinkings which have begun to take form after years of pondering.
There was a general in ancient China who retired after many years of military service. Not wishing to sit around doing nothing, he took up the hobby of collecting antiques.
One day, he sat in his study to admire his latest acquisition – a small antique vase. It was expensive but worth it. He turned it this way and that, examining the exquisite patterns that ancient craftsmen had worked into it.
Suddenly, a careless movement of his fingers caused the vase to slip from his hands. The general tried to catch it, but its slick surface was difficult to grasp. He dove forward to try again. It was a close call, but he finally managed to hold on to it, mere inches from the floor.
The general's heart was pounding rapidly. His breathing was frantic. He gripped the vase tightly and stood up slowly. After a while, he was able to regain some composure.
He was relieved to have avoided damage, but something was not right. Instead of elation, he felt only puzzlement. "In all my campaigns," he thought to himself, "charging against the enemy, leading men into battle, even facing much bigger armies than mine… I never felt as much fear as I did just now. Why?"
Throughout his military career, the general always recognized the possibility of losing his life, but it didn't frighten him at all. Somehow, on this particular day, the possibility of losing the vase frightened him a lot.
In an instant of clarity, he saw the problem. He had become too attached to the vase. That attachment was the cause of emotional turmoil. He looked at the vase again, seeing it in a completely different light. Then, with his mind perfectly at ease, he relaxed his hands. The vase dropped and shattered into pieces.
The self or wealth, which is greater?
Gain or loss, which is more painful?
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Quote
Now quotes doesn't have to be always by well renowned person. I don't know whether it has been said before but I heard it from one of my friend in a discussion. To be honest it was more of a discussion in which one person was saying everythin. The golden words were something like this (Don't remember the exact words)
How can love weaken someone
or was it
If you love someone you cannot be weak
or was it
If you love someone which is no more getting reciprocated you cannot be weak because of its absence
or should I say he was trying to say
Love == Strength and at the same time Love != Weakness rather can never be a source of weakness
These words have done the magic which I was looking out for the last few weeks and I am so much convinced by it. I hope that you all especially the broken hearted would be able to appreciate it.
How can love weaken someone
or was it
If you love someone you cannot be weak
or was it
If you love someone which is no more getting reciprocated you cannot be weak because of its absence
or should I say he was trying to say
Love == Strength and at the same time Love != Weakness rather can never be a source of weakness
These words have done the magic which I was looking out for the last few weeks and I am so much convinced by it. I hope that you all especially the broken hearted would be able to appreciate it.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Chapman Gary - Your Love Stays With Me
Oh Much I desire the given song to be true. I wish it could have been sung by me in the same spirit but I still can say "Your Love stays with me"
It's dark in here
Feel so alone
But there's a light
That somebody just turned on
It opens my eyes
It lets me see
And once again
It amazes me
How your love
Stays with me
When shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I'm not alone
I know I'll never be
Your love stays with me
When cold rains fall
Against my skin
Well it chills my body
But not the soul within
'Cause I got a fire
And it burns so bright
And it keeps me warm
Through the longest night
Oh, how your love
Stays with me
When the shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I'm not alone
I know I'll never be
Your love stays with me
Your love stays with me
It's dark in here
Feel so alone
But there's a light
That somebody just turned on
It opens my eyes
It lets me see
And once again
It amazes me
How your love
Stays with me
When shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I'm not alone
I know I'll never be
Your love stays with me
When cold rains fall
Against my skin
Well it chills my body
But not the soul within
'Cause I got a fire
And it burns so bright
And it keeps me warm
Through the longest night
Oh, how your love
Stays with me
When the shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I'm not alone
I know I'll never be
Your love stays with me
Your love stays with me
Monday, February 04, 2008
Quote : Nelson Mandela
Champion in South Africa. See what he is trying to say.
I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.Nelson Mandela
I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.Nelson Mandela
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