Beautiful sights, beautiful sceneries, simply breathtaking! That’s what I see around me daily. But, why am I just seeing such beauties around me. Have I been blind or I have simply closed my eyes? Well, at first, I thought the answer must be blindness. Not physical blindness but a deliberate closing of eyes that leads to blindness. On a second thought; this can’t be it. I pondered awhile to know the reason for this, and lo and behold I found it’s from the heart. Since all these years, there has been infinite possibilities around me, great people and finest of the kind. What could have been the cause? I found out – everyday I rush through life, never caring to enjoy the beautiful gifts placed in my paths, when the gifts were picked up, never bother to open the wraps. Therefore, I groan through life everyday and cry – no beauty around; no good anywhere.
Treasures everywhere, opportunities abound, possibilities are limitless if only I had taken time to see. If only I had opened my heart. Daily, we go through life in a rush and carry about in a limbo. Great beauties are wrapped in the unlikely cloaks and wraps. The day I started seeing these beauties; I realized I have missed a mass. Then I asked myself, what blinded my heart. What enshrouded my sight? To my dismay, I found out its ME, MYSELF and I; No one and nothing but just these three pronouns.
I have parents embodied with wisdom and willing to share and give a bit of themselves. I said “nothing for me from you people. You’re just an old bunch of two lovers still living in the century you met”. I have friends, not one word of grace to them only to use them as a yardstick for comparison and competition. I measure daily my progress through the lenses they offer. I saw an old cabbie, not a word of thanks after the ride. I said within me, he’s just an old fool that never took advantage of his youth. I saw a man in need of help, not my penny to give, anything I make is for, me and me alone. I saw an orphan smiling at me; I said “how could you smile, seeing you have no one”. I saw a folk truly in love; I said, “How can you love when you have nothing but love”. I saw an advert asking for volunteers, I said, “how can I volunteer when the government is there”. I saw a soul going into ruin; I said, “How can I help as he has made his choice”. I saw a pauper singing aloud, I said, “How can you sing when you are so poor”. I saw a lad looking at a fall, enraptured by its beauty beckoning me to look; I said, “I will only look if fall would put dough in my pocket”. I saw a lass pursuing her dreams; I said, “How can you dream as you’re only a woman”. I saw a group praying to God, I said, “how can you worship seeing so many evils”. I saw a nation going into ruin, I said if I can only get chance to partake of the cake.
It can only be ‘ME, MYSELF and I’ alone. Yet, as I struggle to make life for me, myself and I; I found out the more-- unhappy I am. I kept on like this for so long, till I get to the end of my wits. I ran to an old sage, an advice to seek. Sage said, go to your parents and ask for help. I sought out my parent who gave this advice. Look within you, you will see so much possibilities; look around you you’ll see so much beauty. Lend a helping hand and you reap much happiness. Speak words of grace and you will get hundred fold. Smile and give the love in your heart as there is so much to give. Contribute your quota and stop blaming the government; and know you are the government. Pray to God and joy will abound.
Here I am; all the advices have taken. Here I am amazed at the beauty around, the possibilities within and the strength for more and this note is full of ‘I’s’ but it’s the ‘I’ on the journey of discovery!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Sweet Childhood forever
These Thoughts were penned down on 22nd June, 2010 after a gist with a senior friend. Enjoy.
Is it not interesting to be a child? I have always thought it’s very interesting to be a child and enjoy all the funs. Everyone meets your needs. You don’t know how needs are met. Needs just get met!!! Responsibilities are little or nothing. You can fall without feeling ashamed. You utter things as they come to your mind! You sleep wherever it catches you. It's a time when everything holds an interest and an object is a source of potential exploration and fun! In children's world, holiday is the best, Christmas is the sweetest and parents are the almighty; ever-present genies that grants wishes. Aren’t children lucky?
These thoughts strolled on my mind after buying three-N100 recharge cards for my niece and nephews. My niece exclaimed, "Thank you Aunty; isn’t it nicer to be an adult and be working without having to go to school and be able to afford recharge cards!” This just exposed my mind to the irony of life. Here I am, an adult overwhelmed with the responsibilities of being an adult; here is my little niece wanting to be an adult. As an adult in the century when you have to be on your toes to live the life you desired. It is a world where genies and fairies do not exist. It’s a world where dream remains wishful thinking unless it’s backed by action.
The scenario described above made me realize that there's time for everything-- A time to be born and a time to die. A time to laugh, a time to cry; a time to be a child, a time to be an adult! A time to think about wants, a time to balance wants and needs. All phases of life can be fun. Growing up into adulthood can be fun. It all depends on the way we take each phase of life, lessons learnt along, experiences garnered along and support from kiths and kins. The dreams of our childhood can be achieved because they show a glimpse into our heart, love and passion.
Development of a child lies in the hand of parents and guardians. We are the angel that can guide them through the phases of life, establish them, make them believe in themselves and be ready to take on the world with spring in their steps and the dreams in their hearts. With the immense power lying with us to steer the course of this children, often times we are like the ostrich that destroys its own egg. Let's help them by guiding them and giving them all the funs and learning that that can make them better citizens, the very future we would be proud of! Let's stop every form of abuse and molestations that can impair the childhood of these children. Let’s make our country great to make it a safe place for them to live, grow and flourish. Let’s shun corruption and other vices that can destroy the future. Let's halt any process that might want to disrupt their growth.
Still thinking about what happens to an adult that feels the childhood is gone and stark reality is staring him/her in the face. How do we solve the problem of paradise lost or the childhood lost? What happens to an adult that never got the opportunity to be childish or child-like? Well, childishness never fits an adult, yet to see one it fits. But child-likeness fits all, Makes one adorable. I will tell you: believe in your uniqueness and the innate power within you. Believe in your dream, it will make the child in you come out. Pursue your dream, it will make adulthood sweet. Unclog your mind, never stop asking question, never stop learning, lend a helping hand, raise your eyes to sun, love, smile, sing a silly song, pursue your dream, 'cause; this child is an adult. Doing this you can look nostalgically, at the childhood you created and future you designed.
Is it not interesting to be a child? I have always thought it’s very interesting to be a child and enjoy all the funs. Everyone meets your needs. You don’t know how needs are met. Needs just get met!!! Responsibilities are little or nothing. You can fall without feeling ashamed. You utter things as they come to your mind! You sleep wherever it catches you. It's a time when everything holds an interest and an object is a source of potential exploration and fun! In children's world, holiday is the best, Christmas is the sweetest and parents are the almighty; ever-present genies that grants wishes. Aren’t children lucky?
These thoughts strolled on my mind after buying three-N100 recharge cards for my niece and nephews. My niece exclaimed, "Thank you Aunty; isn’t it nicer to be an adult and be working without having to go to school and be able to afford recharge cards!” This just exposed my mind to the irony of life. Here I am, an adult overwhelmed with the responsibilities of being an adult; here is my little niece wanting to be an adult. As an adult in the century when you have to be on your toes to live the life you desired. It is a world where genies and fairies do not exist. It’s a world where dream remains wishful thinking unless it’s backed by action.
The scenario described above made me realize that there's time for everything-- A time to be born and a time to die. A time to laugh, a time to cry; a time to be a child, a time to be an adult! A time to think about wants, a time to balance wants and needs. All phases of life can be fun. Growing up into adulthood can be fun. It all depends on the way we take each phase of life, lessons learnt along, experiences garnered along and support from kiths and kins. The dreams of our childhood can be achieved because they show a glimpse into our heart, love and passion.
Development of a child lies in the hand of parents and guardians. We are the angel that can guide them through the phases of life, establish them, make them believe in themselves and be ready to take on the world with spring in their steps and the dreams in their hearts. With the immense power lying with us to steer the course of this children, often times we are like the ostrich that destroys its own egg. Let's help them by guiding them and giving them all the funs and learning that that can make them better citizens, the very future we would be proud of! Let's stop every form of abuse and molestations that can impair the childhood of these children. Let’s make our country great to make it a safe place for them to live, grow and flourish. Let’s shun corruption and other vices that can destroy the future. Let's halt any process that might want to disrupt their growth.
Still thinking about what happens to an adult that feels the childhood is gone and stark reality is staring him/her in the face. How do we solve the problem of paradise lost or the childhood lost? What happens to an adult that never got the opportunity to be childish or child-like? Well, childishness never fits an adult, yet to see one it fits. But child-likeness fits all, Makes one adorable. I will tell you: believe in your uniqueness and the innate power within you. Believe in your dream, it will make the child in you come out. Pursue your dream, it will make adulthood sweet. Unclog your mind, never stop asking question, never stop learning, lend a helping hand, raise your eyes to sun, love, smile, sing a silly song, pursue your dream, 'cause; this child is an adult. Doing this you can look nostalgically, at the childhood you created and future you designed.
Monday, May 11, 2009
1000 Marbles
- By unknown AuthorOne of my favorite inspirational motivational story.
The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. " He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles.""You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime."Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. "I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away."I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."How many marbles do you have?
- By unknown AuthorOne of my favorite inspirational motivational story.
The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. " He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles.""You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime."Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. "I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away."I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."How many marbles do you have?
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Life Echo
Life Echo
A Mountain Story"A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"He receives the answer: "Coward!"He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand. Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;Life will give you back everything you have given to it." YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!"
A Mountain Story"A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"He receives the answer: "Coward!"He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand. Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;Life will give you back everything you have given to it." YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!"
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