Deep within Me lies.....
Monday, June 29, 2009
May ur soul rest in peace Michael....
Many pple remember MJ through the controversies that surrounded him…
Dunno if they were true or not...
But to me, I see Michael through his songs…through his voice ('Childhood' song)…through his lyrics('Heal the World' & 'Earth Song')…through his videos on world peace, homeless people and children...
I pray for his soul rests in peace and the legend will continue to live forever in hearts of many for his good work and for touching lives of many in a positive way.
I love u MJ.
Fly away the soul in you...
To the sky high above....
Hope you find a better world....
That you wanted & always dreamt of....
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Monday, April 06, 2009
Treasure Testimonials from my Frnds
When Life makes you walk through those rough roads, simple supporting words from your friends can really make your day. Thank you all my dear friends for being a part of my growth at various stages of my life. I cherish your words and they are my priceless treasure. God Bless you All..
CB Angel -
Very rarely do you come across a person who is as true inside as she is outside. Sometimes traits of greatness are not evident in a person untill you have been fortunate enough to be associated with them in someway. Such people are surrounded with friends who themselves are like gems, thus forming a priceless composition in itself. As if to validate the saying that, 'know someone through the company they keep'.
A true soul; selfless and caring, always ready to help. Supportive yet playful. Mysterious yet sophisticated. Mature in thoughts but sometimes childlike in actions, thus forming a colourful gamut of what we call 'life'.
A perfect poem in life and blood.
Truly poetic! Truly angelic!! Yet, lively!!!
I am proud of having known the sweetest angel moving on this Earth- known to all of us as Rreena.
All my best wishes are for her. God bless! Keep rising!!"
BB Rocks -
U inspired me to help needy - I remember our X’mas party with street kids, Ur b’day with blind kids & drawing competition with lovely street kids
These special days hold a special place in my heart and I will always cherish each moment.
Having U as my Friend is like treasuring a rare "Diamond"
u kno Y Friends, Cause - - - - -
She is very spiritual and its always a peaceful trip with her to temples.
She is best planner, and she loves to make her near & dear ones feel special.
She is a poet; I wish she write 1 poem for me too
She is modern, yet knows her cultural values, ur tattoo hmm!
Reena U r Creative and hardworking so climbing the ladder of success in ur career is not a big deal for U.
U look great sp. when U smile & beautiful at heart, I am sure you will come across a great life companion. It’s tough to find all qualities in 1buddy
Continue to be my friend, U will always find me as your truest bestest buddy for life
Chinki -
okay...now who is Rree...
hmmm...hard one..but lets REdefine d girl..
she's one person who never LIES
she's one person u can bank on
she's one person who's beautiful at heart
she's a genuine...down to the core...she's one sweetheart..ill always miss...n n n she's truly n AnGeL..................................i don know where'l we end up..but i'm so sure that she'l make it BIG in life...and i'l pray for her....take care darlin sis...god bless u..bye!
Amith Ail -
Known her since school days.
A few qualities I learnt about her......
Kind hearted.
She won't break rules wherever required.
Oftentimes sacrificing her own happiness to make others happy.
Found busy with accomplishing her goals.
Close with family.
Love for those who deserve it.
Knows how to smile in the dark.
Willingness to take responsibility.
Trustworthy.
Confident at what she speaks.
Knows how to face the world alone.
Could free you from all worries.
She has a heart of gold.
A True ANGEL.
Payu -
She has threatened me that she wont accept this testy..so am keepin my fingers crossed..!!
Anyways, Reena,ive always called her teenu since the time we were 5-6 years old!!Went to school 2gther in the mornings and long drives n icecreams at night,,shared everythin, from secrets to likes/dislikes..One word that describes her perfectly well is righteous!!she will never ever do nethin that she feels is not even 1% right..
A very generous person, n ive experienced this quality of hers since we were kids, coz even then she used to feel depressed seein neone sad!n that quality sets her apart..A very emotional girl, can go out of her way to bring a smile on neones face..
I regret havnin distanced myself frm her for sometime, n im really sorry for that..missed a couple of yrs of our closeness & friendship...but all's well that ends well right!!we r bakk as closest of frnds...i get emotional each time i think of the time she fed me food wen i had mehendi on my hands durin my weddin n how she showered me with beautiful cards describing her feelings for me..it was really touching...
Just want you to know that u r a special frnd & will always remain one,,I hope n i pray that she gets the best in life...hope u accept these words from me..u r a great frnd n i luv u a lotttttttttt!so moti, :P bhaav matt khaana n accpet the testimonial ok!!!:) keep smilin!!!
Hemali -
She is a gem.. clear, precious, beautiful! I don't know how I lost my gem once, but now that I have found it again, I will treasure it close to my heart always... that's where she has always belonged. Love you and miss you my girl!
Deepak
It's been a year now since i first happen to know Rreena, and through this one year my opinions have changed and build so much that i can write this testimonial definitely. She came across as a normal young ambitious girl, with intent to do good and be fair to others. what is different from the rest of the same is..that She really means it!!
and that's such a great relief!
A caring daughter, an amazing friend, an wonderful human, and not just a wandering idealist but a sensible career person ..... she is one of the gems in our generations.
I remember how terribly depressed, and desperate she was when bhavin met with an accident, and the same when her dad was unwell.
Taking out time for street kids.... thinking creatively, sparing time to kindly hear someone in trouble in orkut ( complete strangers), working, fulfilling her duties in the family.... i don't know how she manages to even do all this in real life.
and she would modestly say these are good values instilled by her mother.
i think hard..but i can really not find one fault in this girl.
Rreena..you're truly blessed. and for once you should stand up....take a bow and accept it!!!
i wish the very best for your life..and all your future venture.
God Bless you!!
Lalitha -
Reena is a gr8 friend to be with .If you ever meet her dont miss her she is very loving ,caring and a cute gurl .you will know her when you be with her.we never use to talk much in school but now we know each other well.She is a sweetie pie..... Always be my friend!!!
Preeti -
Rreena...Teenu...My bEsTEsT BuDDy! She is one friend I would not exchange for all the treasures of the world! :o) She has a heart of gold, a very responsible and capable person to say the least! In my moments of happiness, frustration, sadness, joy...whenever..wherever..I have always had her beside me..between us, even silence has a language! Thanks Sweetie for being there...and u can be sure u have me as a companion for life! God Bless!Amit from SNS -
Wat i wud be writing may not necessarily be called a testimonial. Rather a gratitude to you for sharing your picture. rarely you see people with such direct, clear and strong lines on a face. your face represents your asset. i.e: a clear conscience. thats the most important thing a person rarely has today.
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Thursday, April 02, 2009
The Road Less Travelled
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. @ Robert Frost
PS - Clicked with Mobile phone on the way to shirdi early morning
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Monday, March 02, 2009
Quote 2
"The Value of Life is measured by the Lives it Touches "
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Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Bob Sinclair - World Hold On Lyrics
Its a beautiful number by artist Bob Sinclair with awesome music...Must listen...Posting the Lyrics & Video Link -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIExZvqX4j4
Oh yeah, yeah…
Open up your heart, what do you feel
Open up your heart, what do you feel… is real
The big bang may be a million years away
But I can’t think of a better time to say
World, hold on
Instead of messing with our future, open up inside
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky
World, hold on
Instead of messing with our future
Tell me no more lies
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky
Children of the sky…
Children of the sky…
Look inside, you’ll find a deeper love
The kind that only comes from high above
If you ever meet your inner child, don’t cry
Tell them everything is gonna be alright
World, hold on
Instead of messing with our future, open up inside
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky
World, hold on
Come one, everybody in the universe, come on
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky
Children of the sky… alright
Open up your heart
Tell me, how do you feel
Listen now, tell them everything, right here right now
Alright, everybody, here in the world
You are all the children, alright
Together now, unite, and fight… oooh
Open up you heart, no, peace, love for everyone
Oh, no no no no no, alright, to the four corners of the world
Sing it loud, sing it loud, sing it loud loud loud
world hold on on
sing it loud, sing it proud
everybody, yeah yeah yeah yeah, oooh
Don’t take no for an answer, no no, not today
Right here,spread love, everybody join together now
One [race], one heart, love and unity, everybody sing
yeah!
World, hold on
Come one, everybody in the universe, come on
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky
World, hold on
Come one, everybody in the universe, come on
World, hold on
Wonder you will have to answer to the children of the sky @ Bob Sinclair
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" For a Better Tomorrow... Be the Change Today..."
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Monday, December 29, 2008
Why some people have all the luck?
Why do some people have all the luck while others never get the breaks they deserve? - By RICHARD WISEMAN (He is the author of `The Luck Factor' teaches at the University of Hertfordshire)
I set out to examine luck, 10 years ago. Why are some people always in the right place at the right time, while others consistently experience ill fortune? I placed advertisements in national newspapers asking for people who felt consistently lucky or unlucky to contact me.
Hundreds of extraordinary men and women volunteered for my research and over the years, have been interviewed by me. I have monitored their lives and had them take part in experiments. The results reveal that although these people have almost no insight into the causes of their luck, their thoughts and behaviour are responsible for much of their good and bad fortune. Take the case of seemingly chance opportunities. Lucky people consistently encounter such opportunities, whereas unlucky people do not.
I carried out a simple experiment to discover whether this was due to differences in their ability to spot such opportunities. I gave both lucky and unlucky people a newspaper, and asked them to look through it and tell me how many photographs were inside. I had secretly placed a large message halfway through the newspaper saying: 'Tell the experimenter you have seen this and win $50'.
This message took up half of the page and was written in type that was more than two inches high. It was staring everyone straight in the face, but the unlucky people tended to miss it and the lucky people tended to spot it.
Unlucky people are generally more tense than lucky people, and this anxiety disrupts their ability to notice the unexpected.
As a result, they miss opportunities because they are too focused on looking for something else. They go to parties intent on finding their perfect partner and so miss opportunities to make good friends. They look through newspapers determined to find certain types of job advertisements and miss other types of jobs.
Lucky people are more relaxed and open, and therefore see what is there rather than just what they are looking for. My research eventually revealed that lucky people generate good fortune via four principles. They are skilled at creating and noticing chance opportunities, make lucky decisions by listening to their intuition, create self-fulfilling prophesies via positive expectations, and adopt a resilient attitude that transforms bad luck into good.
I wondered towards the end of the work, whether these principles could be used to create good luck. I asked a group of volunteers to spend a month carrying out exercises designed to help them think and behave like a lucky person. Dramatic results! These exercises helped them spot chance opportunities, listen to their intuition, expect to be lucky, and be more resilient to bad luck. One month later, the volunteers returned and described what had happened. The results were dramatic: 80 per cent of people were now happier, more satisfied with their lives and, perhaps most important of all, luckier.
The lucky people had become even luckier and the unlucky had become lucky. Finally, i had found the elusive 'luck factor'. Here are four top tips for becoming lucky:
1) Listen to your gut instincts ^ they are normally right.
2) Be open to new experiences and breaking your normal routine.
3) Spend a few moments each day remembering things that went well.
4) Visualise yourself being lucky before an important meeting or telephone call.
Have a Lucky day and work for it.
The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.
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Monday, September 22, 2008
Know Ur Value
Know Ur Value....!..interesting article 
A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a Rupee 500 note.
In the room of 200, he asked, 'Who would like this Rupee 500 note?'
Hands started going up. He said, 'I am going to give this note to one of you but first let me do this.' He proceeded to crumple the note up.
He then asked, 'Who still wants it?'
Still the hands were up in the air.
'Well,' he replied, 'What if I do this?'
And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. 'Now who still wants it?'
Still the hands went into the air.
'My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson.
No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth Rupee 500/-.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.
We feel as though we are worthless.
But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value.
You are special. Don't ever forget it! Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams.
'VALUE HAS A VALUE ONLY IF ITS VALUE IS VALUED'
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Tuesday, April 01, 2008
I'll Paint My Life
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I'll paint my life, splendid golden hues
Ones that enrich and stimulate laughter
Adding iridescent touches of wonder
Using streaks of dazzling violet blues
I'll use colors subdued, or vibrantly hued
Colors of expectancy, joy and mystery
Colors that stimulate and excite me
Making me feel exhilarated and wooed
The midnight blue-blacks! The pure cold whites!
Colors and tints that delight and surprise
Colors that shimmer amidst night skies
Like breathtaking sights of The Northern Lights
I'll paint my life, a misty muted blue
Blessed and silver sparkled, through and through
A bit of vibrant red or zesty orange will do
I'll paint a lifetime of beauty and happiness too © 2002 by Gwen Dickerson
PS - Busy working for the shoot of my fiction show...and took a moment for myself.....
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Tuesday, March 11, 2008
I believe I can Fly
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I used to think that I could not go on.
And life was nothing but an awful song.
But now I know the meaning of true love.
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms.
If I can see it, then I can do it.
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can touch the sky.
I think about it every night and day.
Spread my wings and fly away.
I believe I can soar.
I see me running through that open door.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can fly.
See I was on the verge of breaking down.
Sometimes silence, it can seem so loud.
There are miracles in life I must achieve.
But first I know it starts inside of me.
If I can see it, then I can do it.
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can touch the sky.
I think about it every night and day.
Spread my wings and fly away.
I believe I can soar.
I see me running through that open door.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can fly.
I believe I can fly... @R. KELLY PS - One Evening at Panchgani...Unfortunately was short of time as I was on a professional Trip, so couldnt try Paragliding....But def try it out next time
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Sunday, March 09, 2008
Heaven
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Nothing seems closer to heaven
Than a beautiful sweet sunset
The touch of God’s sturdy hand
Seems as close as you can get
A pallet of subtle colors
Sometimes streak across the sky
Or brilliant vibrant shades
As you kiss the day goodbye
I think God is looking down
Smiling at what he’s created
And you know that He is proud
As His splendor is clearly stated
And the reflection in the water
Is like a look into our hearts
Are we peaceful and serene
Or would we like another start
So at the end of a busy day
Enjoy the priceless sunset
Because the evening brings us
As close to heaven as we can get..@ Marilyn Lott
PS - Trying to capture God's beauty in different angles...clicked wid mobile cam
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Ray of Hope
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When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.
A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.
Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.
Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope...@Brian Quinn
PS - Thats my friend and colleague Purnima posing for me...clicked wid mobile cam
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
How your Life would be? Is in your hands...
Life can pull at your heartstrings and play with your mind...
Life can be blissful and happy and free...
Life can put beauty in the things that you see...
Life can place challenges right at your feet...
Life can make good of the hardships we meet...
Life can overwhelm you and make your head spin...
Life can reward those determined to win...
Life can be hurtful and not always fair...
Life can surround you with people who care...
Life clearly does offer its Up and its Downs...
Life's days can bring you both smiles and frowns...
Life teaches us to take the good with the bad...
Life is a mixture of happy and sad...
So...
Take the Life that you have and give it your best...
Think positive, be happy let God do the rest...
Take the challenges that life has laid at your feet...
Take pride and be thankful for each one you meet...
To yourself give forgiveness if you stumble and fall...
Take each day that is dealt you and give it your all...
Take the love that you're given and return it with care...
Have faith that when needed it will always be there...
Take time to find the beauty in the things that you see...
Take life's simple pleasures let them set your heart free...
The idea here is simply to even the score...
As you are met and faced with Life's Tug of War ...@Heart and Soul Group
PS - Trying to fill my life with colours again
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Thursday, February 07, 2008
Let Go...
To let go does not mean to stop Caring,
It means I Can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to Cut myself off,
It's the realization I can't Control another.
To let go is not to Enable,
But allow Learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit Powerlessness, which means
The Outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to Change or Blame another,
It's to make the Most of Myself.
To let go is not to Care For,
But to Care About.
To let go is not to Fix,
But to be Supportive.
To let go is not to Judge,
But to allow another to be a Human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the Outcomes,
But to allow others to affect their Destinies.
To let go is not to be Protective,
It's to permit another to face Reality.
To let go is not to Deny,
But to Accept.
To let go is not to Nag, Scold or Argue,
But instead to Search out my own Shortcomings and Correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my Desires,
But to take each day as it comes and Cherish Myself in it.
To let go is not to Criticize or Regulate anybody,
But to try to become what I Dream I can be.
To let go is not to Regret the Past,
But to Grow and Live for the Future.
To let go is to Fear less and Love more
Remember: THE TIME TO LOVE IS SHORT...@ Unknown
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Friday, February 01, 2008
Unleash the Devil in ME
The dark side is never much fun
To view and contemplate
About number one
Jung exposes it
To all who dare look
Putting aside fear and subjectivity
To reveal an open book
Within our cocoon
We are both thrilled and reviled
For it’s in the analysis
That we see clearly awhile
To all brave souls
Who dare to peek
And examine our holes
Under the microscope
We are vulnerable and naked
Like Alice through a looking glass
We see ourselves tainted
But for those who might risk
To look inside
Meaning abounds, with an asterisk
So I challenge those few
Who profess to know all
Take a chance with yourself
And tear down the wall
Be kind to yourself
And follow your heart
To lessen the gulf
The dark side enlightens
And brings closure for those brave souls
Who risk condemnation
To capture their true roles
Live life knowing how to forgive
Yourself, above all others
Is the only way to live...@A. Keith Barton
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Thursday, January 31, 2008
So Inspiring - Team Hoyt
.................“ THERE ARE NO EXTRA-ORDINARY MEN.....................JUST EXTRA-ORDINARY CIRCUMSTANCES...
.............THAT ORDINARY MEN ARE FORCED TO DEAL WITH "Saw this amazing Team Hoyt on Oprah Winfrey Show and was so moved. So glad to have found some clippings on YouTube and wanted to share wid u all...Parents will go to any extent just to see tat smile on their child's face. Nothing can ever replace the love of your parents. Please cherish Them. More info: http://www.teamhoyt.com/
The goal of Team Hoyt is to integrate the physically challenged into everyday life.
One way to accomplish this is to educate the able-bodied, making them more aware of the issues that the disabled face every day.
Another is by actively helping the disabled to participate in activities that would otherwise be inaccessible to them.
Team Hoyt targets both of these areas.
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008
A Restless Mind
Who am I?
Who are we?
What is our existence?
What is life?
Is there something more to life after death?
What is the main purpose of our life?
These questions have always been on my mind but the answers to these quests are not so easy to find.
Hence I am always restless…
I never feel completely satisfied even when I get success through my hard work and 100% involvement as I know I am missing the larger picture
But what exactly is this larger picture???
I am yet to find!!!
The only time in my life I have felt at peace with my soul is when I did something with my friends for 30-40 street kids on Xmas eve, i.e being santa to these kids…
That one genuine smile makes your day and leaves everlasting impression on your mind…but I wish to do more than just distributing gifts to street kids….I wish to transform these growing buds into blooming flowers through education…
And sooner I will… http://www.flickr.com/photos/rreenasharma/332682818/in/set-72157594446576045/
I felt at ease when my friend and I celebrated my birthday with blind kids from Kamala Mehta School
Those Happy Birthday wishes still rings in my ears, the beautiful flowers that they have never seen were made by these girls and gifted to us brought tears to my eyes as I felt that how unfortunate are those people who cannot see GOD’s beautiful creation….but when I saw their talent, their discipline, their innocence, their confidence, I realized that god’s gift can be felt through sound of music, through touch of nature and many more things that people who have eyes yet are blind to see God's beautiful creation…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rreenasharma/466808848/in/set-72157594446576045/
I feel at peace when I see happiness on my parents face as they are my prized possession.
I recently saw documentary Truth about God which talks about different religions and their different GOD…and I got curious about Buddhism…hence posting the article on 'Teachings of Buddha' below…
I have started meditating, trying to find solace for my restless mind and hoping that one day I might find answers to my questions…
Till then keep scaling higher heights in your professional life and keep doing good karmas,try to bring a positive change in yourself and to people around you, specially the unfortunate one's an make them feel that this world is indeed beautiful…
Looking out for SPIRITUAL FREEDOM ....@ Sweet Angel Rree
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Saturday, January 19, 2008
Teachings of Buddha
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Buddha said,
The kind of Seed sown
Will produce that kind of Fruit.
Those who do Good will Reap good results.
Those who do Evil will reap evil results.
You carefully plant a good seed,
You will joyfully gather good fruit
- Dhammapada
THE FOUR NOBLE TRUTHS
1.There is Suffering - Suffering is common to all.
Suffering: Everyone suffers from these thing
Birth- When we are born, we cry.
Sickness- When we are sick, we are miserable.
Old age- When old, we will have ache and pains and find it hard to get around.
Death- None of us wants to die. We feel deep sorrow when someone dies.
Other things we suffer from are:
Being with those we dislike,
Being apart from those we love,
Not getting what we want,
All kinds of problems and disappointments that are unavoidable.
The Buddha did not deny that there is happiness in life, but he pointed out it does not last forever. Eventually everyone meets with some kind of suffering. He said:
"There is happiness in life,
happiness in friendship,
happiness of a family,
happiness in a healthy body and mind,
...but when one loses them, there is suffering."
- Dhammapada
2. Cause of Suffering - We are the cause of our suffering.
The Buddha explained that people live in a sea of suffering because of ignorance and greed. They are ignorant of the law of karma and are greedy for the wrong kind of pleasures. They do things that are harmful to their bodies and peace of mind, so they can not be satisfied or enjoy life.
For example, once children have had a taste of candy, they want more. When they can't have it, they get upset. Even if children get all the candy they want, they soon get tired of it and want something else. Although, they get a stomach-ache from eating too much candy, they still want more. The things people want most cause them the most suffering. Of course, there are basic things that all people should have, like adequate food, shelter, and clothing. Everyone deserve a good home, loving parents, and good friends. They should enjoy life and cherish their possessions without becoming greedy.
3. End of Suffering - Stop doing what causes suffering.
To end suffering, one must cut off greed and ignorance. This means changing one's views and living in a more natural and peaceful way. It is like blowing out a candle. The flame of suffering is put out for good. Buddhists call the state in which all suffering is ended Nirvana. Nirvana is an everlasting state of great joy and peace. The Buddha said, "The extinction of desire is Nirvana." This is the ultimate goal in Buddhism. Everyone can realize it with the help of the Buddha's teachings. It can be experienced in this very life.
4. Path to end Suffering - Everyone can be enlightened.
The path to end suffering is known as the Noble Eightfold Path. It is also known as the Middle Way.
THE NOBLE EIGHTFOLD PATH
When the Buddha gave his first sermon in the Deer Park, he began the 'Turning of the Dharma Wheel'. He chose the beautiful symbol of the wheel with its eight spokes to represent the Noble Eightfold Path. The Buddha's teaching goes round and round like a great wheel that never stops, leading to the central point of the wheel, the only point which is fixed, Nirvana. The eight spokes on the wheel represent the eight parts of the Noble Eightfold Path. Just as every spoke is needed for the wheel to keep turning, we need to follow each step of the path.
1. Right View. The right way to think about life is to see the world through the eyes of the Buddha--with wisdom and compassion.
2. Right Thought. We are what we think. Clear and kind thoughts build good, strong characters.
3. Right Speech. By speaking kind and helpful words, we are respected and trusted by everyone.
4. Right Conduct. No matter what we say, others know us from the way we behave. Before we criticize others, we should first see what we do ourselves.
5. Right Livelihood. This means choosing a job that does not hurt others. The Buddha said, "Do not earn your living by harming others. Do not seek happiness by making others unhappy."
6. Right Effort. A worthwhile life means doing our best at all times and having good will toward others. This also means not wasting effort on things that harm ourselves and others.
7. Right Mindfulness. This means being aware of our thoughts, words, and deeds.
8. Right Concentration. Focus on one thought or object at a time. By doing this, we can be quiet and attain true peace of mind.
Following the Noble Eightfold Path can be compared to cultivating a garden, but in Buddhism one cultivates one's wisdom. The mind is the ground and thoughts are seeds. Deeds are ways one cares for the garden. Our faults are weeds. Pulling them out is like weeding a garden. The harvest is real and lasting happiness.
PS - For more enlightenment, please click on the following-http://online.sfsu.edu/~rone/Buddhism/footsteps.htm
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Thursday, January 17, 2008
If I knew it would be the last time...
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd see you fall asleep,
I'd tuck you in more tightly,
And pray your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd see you walk out the door,
I'd hug you and kiss you--and call you
Back for just one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
We'd spare a minute or two,
I'd stop and say "I love you,"
Instead of assuming you know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd be there to share your day,
I wouldn't wait until tomorrow,
Letting time with you slip away.
For surely there is a tomorrow
To make up for an oversight,
And we'll always get a second chance
To make everything all right.
There will always be another chance
To say our "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
To say our "What I can do."
But just in case I might be wrong,
And today is all I get,
I'd like to say I love you,
And hope you never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
Young or old alike,
And today might be your last chance
To hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
Why not do it all today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You will surely regret the day
You didn't take the extra time
For a smile or hug or kiss.
And you surely aren't too busy to grant
What may be their last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
And whisper in their ear;
Tell them how much you love them,
And that you'll always hold them dear.
Take the time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Forgive me," or "It's okay,"
And if tomorrow never comes,
You'll have no regrets about today... @Unknown
PS - My closest pal had come down to Mumbai for few days from Indore for her wedding shopping and we all friends took this opportunity to catch up with each other. Due to some other committments, I would be unable to attend her wedding in FEB, O8.
We both had shared our Life's Ups and Downs, be a support to each other in times of despair and multiply our happiness when special occassions were there...I know we both had lots to catcup with, to share and talk about our lives, ever since she moved to Indore from Mumbai. But time was the biggest crunch.
And while I was waving her goodbye, It suddenly struck me that probably this would be the Last Time, I would be seeing my buddy in person as she would be off to US after her marriage...
I know Life goes on...and we all would get busy with our own world...but for the past few days, have been feeling very senti, felt like one beautiful chapter of my life has come to an end and I will miss my sweet friend.
After all the only treasure I cherish, are my Parents, closest Friends and few relatives of mine.
Never lose a moment to tell ur near and dear ones, how special they are to U, cause a moment once gone, might never come back again.
Its never too late to show how much you care, how much you love them....@Rree
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Friday, January 11, 2008
Can YoU hear Me even in my Silence....
Silence is not a lack of words.
Silence is not a lack of music.
Silence is not a lack of curses.
Silence is not a lack of screams.
Silence is not a lack of colors
or voices or bodies or whistling wind.
Silence is not a lack of anything.
Silence is seeing and singing praises.
Silence is the roar of ocean waves.
Silence is the sandpiper dancing on the shore.
Silence is the vastness of a whale.
Silence is a blade of grass.
Silence is sound
And silence is silence.
Silence is love, even
The love that hides in hate.
Silence is the healer dreaming the plant,
The drummer drumming the dream.
It is the lover's exhausted fall into sleep.
It is the call of morning birds.
Silence is God's beat tapping all hearts.
Silence is the star kissing a flower.
Silence is a word, a hope, a candle lighting the window of home.
Silence is everything
The renewing sleep of Earth,
The purifying dream of Water,
The purifying rage of Fire,
The soaring and spiraling flight of Air.
It is all things dissolved into no-thing
Silence is with you always
The Presence of I am …@Elaine Maria Upton
PS - The pic is re-worked by a talented artist...
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Thinking of YoU...
The sun is setting on a lonely day
The colours are splitting, the perfect way
Your strolling home as you see this too
And I watch from a window thinking of you
From this day on, Ill look forever
That magical sunset, our memories together
To help me through when my life gets tough
And when I feel that Ive had enough
The sun you see, makes me think of you
The miracle of it, the wonder too
I see you both everyday as you know
To stop seeing either, Id have to say, no
The bright colours shine from within my heart
The colours of a sunset, a special part
Of a day in my life I wish you could see
Just whats its like, just to be me...@Grooveysaz
PS - Self Capture....thru mobile phone..this poem doesnot depict my state of mind, but its more with the reference to the picture I captured and reworked on it....
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Wednesday, January 02, 2008
U got to search the Light in U, in ur Darkest phase in LIFE
My light and my life
provided me hope for a future,
a reason to live
and the strength to exist.
Suddenly extinguished,
taken away without warning.
I was abandoned,
left in the darkness
trying to survive
searching for any glimmer
on the distant horizon.
I stand precariously
on a piece of solid ground
barely large enough for my feet.
Around me, a vast expanse
of desolation and emptiness
for as far as I can tell.
It waits
with extending arms
to engulf and surround me
in a permanent shadow.
I remain tenuously balanced
on this small bit of solid footing
Providing me the last vestiges of hope,
Unsure where to turn
or how to find an escape.
No path in sight,
it has decayed into the abyss.
No light to guide my footsteps,
it has been withdrawn.
In complete blackness
I close my eyes
waiting to fall.
A light appears before me
no,
from within me.
I discover
a brilliance inside
An internal source of strength, power
and illumination.
This force surges through my body
filling me with courage.
I open my eyes once more in the darkness
finally lose my balance,
and descend
into the eternal night.
But in falling, I discover
that I possess wings.
With new courage, my own light,
and wings to save me
from the everlasting darkness
I take flight
high above the waiting chasm
towards a faint glimmer
far on the horizon
and hope.....@ Kirsti A. Dyer
PS - One phase of my Life in 2007 best described by this poem...This phase taught me a lot of things in my Life, made me a stronger person and above all I recd the best compliment from my parents "You are not just a daughter but like a Son to us"...
Moreover, my closest friend emerged victorious from a fatal accident and was juggling between life and death in ICU. His second Life was the biggest Gift, God could bless us with, and now it feels like a bad dream getting over...
But posting this poem tat will remind me of my Power that I realised was within Me...
I have faith in GOD and I know God will work out the best for each one of us. May be this bad phase was actually a Blessing in Disguise which we will realise with time....
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
Ru-ba-ru with Kishore Kumar, Feel his words and know the real KK
Biography
Kishore Kumar (August 4, 1929 – October 13, 1987) was an Indian film playback singer and comic actor. He also achieved notable successes as a lyricist, composer, producer, director, screenwriter and scriptwriter.Kishore Kumar has sung in many Indian languages including Hindi, Bengali (his mother tongue), Marathi, Assamese, Gujarati, Kannada, Bhojpuri, Malayalam and Oriya. Along with Mukesh and Mohammed Rafi, he was one of the three leading male Bollywood playback singers from the 1950s to the 1970s.
A lovely interview of Kishore Kumar that i stumbled on net and forwarding it to all the Fans of Kishore Kumar....
This interview was done by Pritish Nandy
Article can be read on - http://passionforcinema.com/ cracy-mad- fg-genius/
PN: I understand you are quitting Bombay and going away to Khandwa…
KK: Who can live in this stupid, friendless city where everyone seeks toexploit you every moment of the day? Can you trust anyone out here?Is anyone trustworthy? Is anyone a friend you can count on?I am determined to get out of this futile rat race and live as I’vealways wanted to. In my native Khandwa, the land of my forefathers.Who wants to die in this ugly city?
PN: Why did you come here in the first place?
KK: I would come to visit my brother Ashok Kumar. He was such a bigstar in those days. I thought he could introduce me to KL Saigal who was my greatest idol. People say he used to sing through his nose. But so what? He was a great singer. Greater than anyone else.
PN: I believe you are planning to record an album of famous Saigal songs….
KK: They asked me to. I refused. Why should I try to outsing him?Let him remain enshrined in our memory. Let his songs remainjust HIS songs. Let not even one person say that Kishore Kumar sang them better.
PN: If you didn’t like Bombay, why did you stay back? For fame?For money?
KK: I was conned into it. I only wanted to sing. Never to act. But somehow, thanks to peculiar circumstances, I was persuaded to act in the movies. I hated every moment of it and tried virtually every trick to get out of it. I muffed my lines, pretended to be crazy, shaved my head off, played difficult, began yodelling in the midst of tragic scenes, told Meena Kumari what I was supposedto tell Bina Rai in some other film - but they still wouldn’t letme go. I screamed, ranted, went cuckoo. But who cared? They were just determined to make me a star.
PN: Why?
KK: Because I was Dadamoni’s brother. And he was a great hero.
PN: But you succeeded, after your fashion….
KK: Of course I did. I was the biggest draw after Dilip Kumar. Therewere so many films I was doing in those days that I had to run from one set to the other, changing on the way. Imagine me. Myshirts flying off, my trousers falling off, my wig coming offwhile I’m running from one set to the other. Very often I would mix up my lines and look angry in a romantic scene or romanticin the midst of a fierce battle. It was terrible and I hated it.It evoked nightmares of school. Directors were like school teachers.Do this. Do that. Don’t do this. Don’t do that. I dreaded it. That’s why I would often escape.
PN: Well, you are notorious for the trouble you give your directors and producers. Why is that?
KK: Nonsense. They give me trouble. You think they give a damn for me? I matter to them only because I sell. Who cared for me during my bad days? Who cares for anyone in this profession?
PN: Is that why you prefer to be a loner?
KK: Look, I don’t smoke, drink or socialise. I never go to parties.If that makes me a loner, fine. I am happy this way. I go to work and I come back straight home. To watch my horror movies, play with my spooks, talk to my trees, sing. In this avaricious world, every creative person is bound to be lonely. How can you deny me that right?
PN: You don’t have many friends?
KK: None.
PN: That’s rather sweeping.
KK: People bore me. Film people particularly bore me. I prefer talkingto my trees.
PN: So you like nature?
KK: That’s why I want to get away to Khandwa. I have lost all touch with nature out here. I tried to did a canal all around my bungalow out here, so that we could sail gondolas there. The municipality chap would sit and watch and nod his head disapprovingly, while my men would dig and dig. But it didn’t work.One day someone found a hand - a skeletal hand- and some toes. After that no one wanted to dig anymore. Anoop, my second brother,came charging with Ganga water and started chanting mantras. Het hought this house was built on a graveyard. Perhaps it is. But I lost the chance of making my home like Venice.
PN: People would have thought you crazy. In fact they already do.
KK: Who said I’m crazy. The world is crazy; not me.
PN: Why do you have this reputation for doing strange things?
KK: It all began with this girl who came to interview me. In thosedays I used to live alone. So she said: You must be very lonely.I said: No, let me introduce you to some of my friends. So I took her to the garden and introduced her to some of the friendlier trees.
Janardhan; Raghunandan; Gangadhar; Jagannath; Buddhuram;Jhatpatajhatpatpat. I said they were my closest friends in this cruel world. She went and wrote this bizarre piece, saying that I spent long evenings with my arms entwined around them. What’s wrong with that, you tell me? What’s wrong making friends with trees?
PN: Nothing.
KK: Then, there was this interior decorator-a suited, booted fellow who came to see me in a three-piece woollen, Saville Row suitin the thick of summer- and began to lecture me about aesthetics,design, visual sense and all that. After listening to him for abouthalf an hour and trying to figure out what he was saying through his peculiar American accent, I told him that I wanted something very simple for my living room. Just water-several feet deep- and little boats floating around, instead of large sofas. I told him that the centre-piece should be anchored down so that the tea service could be placed on it and all of us could row up to it in our boats and take sips from our cups. But the boats should be properly balanced, I said, otherwise we might whizz past each other and conversation would be difficult.He looked a bit alarmed but that alarm gave way to sheer horror when I began to describe the wall decor. I told him that I wanted live crows hanging from the walls instead of paintings-since I liked nature so much. And, instead of fans, we could have monkeys farting from the ceiling. That’s when he slowly backed out from the room with a strange look in his eyes. The last I saw of him was him running out of the front gate, at a pace that would have put an electric train to shame. What’s crazy about having a living room like that, you tell me? If he can wear a woollen, three-piecesuit in the height of summer, why can’t I hang live crows on my walls?
PN: Your ideas are quite original, but why do your films fare so badly?
KK: Because I tell my distributors to avoid them. I warn them at thevery outset that the film might run for a week at the most.Naturally, they go away and never come back. Where will you find a producer-director who warns you not to touch his film because even he can’t understand what he has made?
PN: Then why do you make films?
KK: Because the spirit moves me. I feel I have something to say and the films eventually do well at times.I remember this film of mine - Door Gagan ki Chhaon mein - which started to an audience of 10 people in Alankar. I know because Iwas in the hall myself. There were only ten people who had come towatch the first show!Even its release was peculiar.
Subhodh Mukherjee, the brother ofmy brother-in-law, had booked Alankar(the hall) for 8 weeks for his film April Fool- which everyone knew was going to be a block-buster. My film, everyone was sure, was going to be a thundering flop. So he offered to give me a week of his booking. Take the first week, he said flamboyantly, and I’ll manage within seven. Afterall, the movie can’t run beyond a week. It can’t run beyond two days, I reassured him.
When 10 people came for the first show, he tried to console me.Don’t worry, he said, it happens at times. But who was worried?Then, the word spread. Like wildfire. And within a few days the hall began to fill. It ran for all 8 weeks at Alankar, house full!
Subodh Mukherjee kept screaming at me but how could I let go thehall? After 8 weeks when the booking ran out, the movie shifted to Super, where it ran for another 21 weeks! That’s the anatomy of a hit of mine. How does one explain it? Can anyone explain it? Can Subodh Mukherjee, whose April Fool went on to become a thundering flop?
PN: But you, as the director should have known?
KK: Directors know nothing. I never had the privilege of working with any good director. Except Satyen Bose and Bimal Roy, no one even knew the ABC of film making. How can you expect me to give good performances under such directors?Directors like S.D. Narang didn’t even know where to place the camera. He would take long, pensive drags from his cigarette,mumble ‘Quiet, quiet, quiet’ to everyone, walk a couple of fur longs absentmindedly, mutter to himself and then tell the camera man to place the camera wherever he wanted. His standard line to me was:Do something. What something? Come on, some thing! So I would go off on my antics. Is this the way to act? Is this the way to direct a movie? And yet Narangsaab made so many hits!
PN: Why didn’t you ever offer to work with a good director?
KK: Offer! I was far too scared. Satyajit Ray came to me and wanted me to act in Parash Pathar - his famous comedy - and I was so scared that I ran away. Later, Tulsi Chakravarti did the role. It was a great role and I ran away from it, so scared I was of these great directors.
PN: But you knew Ray.
KK: Of course I did. I loaned him five thousand rupees at the time of Pather Panchali-when he was in great financial difficulty- and even though he paid back the entire loan, I never gave him an opportunityto forget the fact that I had contributed to the making of the classic. I still rib him about it. I never forget the money I loan out!
PN: Well, some people think you are crazy about money. Others describe you as a clown, pretending to be kinky but sane as hell. Still others find you cunning and manipulative. Which is the real you?
KK: I play different roles at different times. For different people.In this crazy world, only the truly sane man appears to be mad. Look at me. Do you think I’m mad? Do you think I can be manipulative?
PN: How would I know?
KK: Of course you would know. It’s so easy to judge a man by just looking at him. You look at these film people and you instantly know they’re rogues.
PN: I believe so.
KK: I don’t believe so. I know so. You can’t trust them an inch.I have been in this rat race for so long that I can smell trouble from miles afar. I smelt trouble the day I came to Bombay in the hope of becoming a playback singer and got conned into acting. I should have just turned my back and run.
PN: Why didn’t you?
KK: Well, I’ve regretted it ever since. Boom Boom. Boompitty boom boom.Chikachikachik chik chik. Yadlehe eeee yadlehe ooooo (Goes onyodelling till the tea comes. Someone emerges from behind the upturned sofa in the living room, looking rather mournful witha bunch of rat-eaten files and holds them up for KK to see)
PN: What are those files?
KK: My income tax records.
PN: Rat-eaten?
KK: We use them as pesticides. They are very effective. The rats diequite easily after biting into them.
PN: What do you show the tax people when they ask for the papers?
KK: The dead rats.
PN: I see.
KK: You like dead rats?
PN: Not particularly.
KK: Lots of people eat them in other parts of the world.
PN: I guess so.
KK: Haute cuisine. Expensive too. Costs a lot of money.
PN: Yes?
KK: Good business, rats. One can make money from them if one is enterprising.
PN: I believe you are very fussy about money. Once, I’m told. a producer paid you only half your dues and you came to the sets with half your head and half your moustache shaved off. And you told him that when he paid the rest, you would shoot with your face intact…
KK: Why should they take me for granted? These people never pay unless you teach them a lesson. I was shooting in the South once. I think the film was Miss Mary and these chaps kept me waiting in the hotelroom for five days without shooting. So I got fed up and started cutting my hair. First I chopped off some hair from the right side of my head and then, to balance it, I chopped off some from the left. By mistake I overdid it. So I cut off some more from the right. Again I overdid it. So I had to cut from the left again.This went on till I had virtually no hair left- and that’s when the call came from the sets. When I turned up the way I was, they all collapsed. That’s how rumours reached Bombay. They said I had gone cuckoo. I didn’t know. I returned and found everyone wishing me from long distance and keeping a safe distance of 10 feet while talking. Even those chaps who would come and embrace me waved outfrom a distance and said Hi.
Then, someone asked me a little hesitantly how I was feeling. I said: Fine. I spoke a little abruptly perhaps. Suddenly I found him turning around and running.Far, far away from me.
PN: But are you actually so stingy about money?
KK: I have to pay my taxes.
PN: You have income tax problems I am told….
KK: Who doesn’t? My actual dues are not much but the interest haspiled up. I’m planning to sell off a lot of things before I goto Khandwa and settle this entire business once and for all.
PN: You refused to sing for Sanjay Gandhi during the emergency and,it is said, that’s why the tax hounds were set on you. Is this true?
KK: Who knows why they come. But no one can make me do what I don’twant to do. I don’t sing at anyone’s will or command. But I sing for charities, causes all the time.
[Note: Sanjay Gandhi wanted KK to sing at some Congress rally in Bombay.
KK refused. Sanjay Gandhi ordered All India Radio to stop playing Kishore songs. This went on for quite a while. KK refused to apologize. Finally, it took scores of prominant producers and directors to convince those in power to rescind the ban]
PN: What about your home life? Why has that been so turbulent?
KK: Because I like being left alone.
PN: What went wrong with Ruma Devi, your first wife?
KK: She was a very talented person but we could not get along because we looked at life differently. She wanted to build a choir and a career. I wanted someone to build me a home. How can the two reconcile? You see, I’m a simple minded villager type. I don’t understand this business about women making careers. Wives should first learn how to make a home. And how can you fit the two together? A career and a home are quite seperate things. That’s why we went our seperate ways.
PN: Madhubala, your second wife?
KK: She was quite another matter. I knew she was very sick even beforeI married her. But a promise is a promise. So I kept my word and brought her home as my wife, even though I knew she was dying from a congenital heart problem. For 9 long years I nursed her. I watched her die before my own eyes. You can never understand what this means until you live through this yourself. She was such a beautiful woman and she died so painfully.She would rave and rant and scream in frustration. How can such an active person spend 9 long years bed-ridden? And I had to humour her all the time. That’s what the doctor asked me to. That’s what I did till her very last breath. I would laugh with her. I would cry with her.
PN: What about your third marriage? To Yogeeta Bali?
KK: That was a joke. I don’t think she was serious about marriage. She was only obsessed with her mother. She never wanted to live here.
PN: But that’s because she says you would stay up all night and count money..
KK: Do you think I can do that? Do you think I’m mad? Well, it’s good we separated quickly.
PN: What about your present marriage?
KK: Leena is a very different kind of person. She too is an actress like all of them but she’s very different. She’s seen tragedy. She’s faced grief. When your husband is shot dead, you change. You understand life. You realise the ephemeral quality of all things..I am happy now.
PN: What about your new film? Are you going to play hero in this one too?
KK: No no no. I’m just the producer-director. I’m going to be behind the camera. Remember I told you how much I hate acting? All I might do is make a split second appearance on screen as an old man or something.
PN: Like Hitchcock?
KK: Yes, my favourite director.I’m mad, true. But only about one thing. Horror movies. I love spooks. They are a friendly fearsome lot. Very nice people,actually, if you get to know them. Not like these industry chapsout here. Do you know any spooks?
PN: Not very friendly ones.
KK: But nice, frightening ones?
PN: Not really.
KK: But that’s precisely what we’re all going to become one day. Like this chap out here (points to a skull, which he uses as part of his decor, with red light emerging from its eyes)- you don’t even know whether it’s a man or a woman. Eh? But it’s a nice sort. Friendly too. Look, doesn’t it look nice with my specs on its non-existent nose?
PN: Very nice indeed.
KK: You are a good man. You understand the real things of life. You are going to look like this one day.
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Friday, June 08, 2007
"Can I stay with You forever ?"...asks, Innocence.
Dunno the names of these kids but I call them from L-R (Joy, Hope and Care) with reference to their expression and posture.
"I": here is Innocence
"You" : here is Children....
I belong to you...
You Belong to me...
Together We make this Merrier World
Filled with Love and Purity...
But soon You will Grow
And leave me behind
With Tears in eyes
I will fare you Goodbye...
Cause this is Life
This is Destiny.... @Sweet Angel Rree
PS - Was shooting for an Audio Visual film in Marve at this beautiful garden which attracted some village kids...Couldnt resist to capture their beaming joy.....and the twinkle in their eyes....Captured through my Mobile Phone
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Friday, May 18, 2007
Memories
Another Video based on the poem I wrote for my Frnds when in college.Just trying my hands on Movie Maker and exploring my skills.I have missed out on some photographs of my very close pals and although i did not mention them, My heart still misses them and I value their Friendship.
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Homeless Children
Based on the poem that i had written on Xmas Eve for homeless children.
It talks about Homeless kids, their situations and Adoption.
For me Adoption also means by providing financial help to atleast one child for their Education or if possible volunteer to teach street kids whichever skill you good at.
Just a rough cut...music is yet to be decided.
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Monday, April 30, 2007
First AV
My first small Av edited by me wid the help of Movie Maker.
Dedicated to all my pals....
Miss You All
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10:04 PM ::
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Sunday, April 22, 2007
Yes I am Blind...But I see the world through the sound of Music
Yes I am blind
Cant u see
I am blind
To the discrimination made on caste and creed
Yes I am blind
Cant you see
I am blind
To the emotion of Lust and Greed.
Yes I am blind
Cant you see
I am blind
To the pain that comes from jealousy
Yes I am blind
Cant you see
I am blind
To the reasons that pave way for wars due to Fallacy.
I do see the world, through the sound of Music
Which is made of Love, Joy and Harmony
I do see the world, through the eyes of my Soul
Which believes in Humanity as its ultimate Goal
I do see the world, through the words of Compassion
Which helps me nurture my spiritual role
I do see the world, with the touch of passion
That comes from the people who have heart of gold.
Sometimes I just wonder,
Why cant the world be
.
..
...
….
…..
……BLIND like me?????
Be blind to hatred, caste, lust and greed
And see the world as I see.....@from a blind girl's point of view, written by Sweet Angel Rree.
PS - Pic captured and poem written by Me...
On my birthday this year 20th April, I decided to share my happiness wid beautiful young girls of a Blind School and my life found a new meaning. This was the most memorable birthday of my life till now.
"Value Life
and treasure Love...and let the chain reaction continue"
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1:47 AM ::
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Sunday, November 12, 2006
My Soul Cant Take It No More...Torn Out...
Am I at fault
For all the wrongs u did
I don’t say you are 100% responsible
But is it the statistics is what we have to live with…
When I was going through the dark phase
You assumed I was fine
Cause I never showed you my tears
And how much my heart was aching inside
We knew things were not right
But we couldn’t help it solve
Now you hold me responsible for everything
Even though deep inside you know
But if u don’t want to acknowledge it
I cant say further… no more…
Now that I want to move on
You make things more difficult for me
The common friends that we had
Have become so uncommon to me
But I don’t want to get hurt no more
And this would be the last time
That I will pour my heart on this matter again
As I have torn this chapter...From my Life…and I hope it never comes back to me ever again... @Sweet Angel RreePS - My Soul cant Take It Anymore....There is a calmness on my face but deep within...my soul is tearing apart....
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4:59 PM ::
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