'Oh, my Soul!

"One dark day, as I looked behind the heavy skies, I saw a gentle light pouring from the eyes of a man who was walking forlornly on the path of life; I closed my eyes to that light and said to myself, 'Oh, my soul, darkness of the grave is thy lot, do not be greedy for the light.' Then I heard a beautiful melody from heaven that revived my wounded heart with its purity, but I closed my ears and said, 'Oh, my soul, the cry of the abyss is thy lot, do not be greedy for heavenly songs.' I closed my eyes again so I could not see, and shut my ears so I could not hear, but my closed eyes still saw that gentle light, and my ears still heard that divine sound. I was frightened for the first time and felt like the beggar who found a precious jewel near the Emir's palace and could not pick it up on account of fear, or leave it because of poverty. I cried - a cry of a thirsty soul who sees a brook surrounded by wild beasts, and falls upon the ground waiting and watching fearfully."

Destiny.

"Destiny comes suddenly, bringing concern; she stares at you with horrible eyes and clutches you at the throat with sharp fingers and hurls you to the ground and tramples upon you with ironclad feet; then she laughs and walks away, but later regrets her actions and asks you through good fortune to forgive her. She stretches her silky hand and lifts you high and sings to you the Song of Hope and causes you to lose your cares. She creates in you a new zest for confidence and ambition. If your lot in life is a beautiful bird that you love dearly, you gladly feed to him the seeds of your inner self, and make your heart his cage and your soul his nest. But while you are affectionately admiring him and looking upon him with the eyes of love, he escapes from your hands and flies very high; then he descends and enters into another cage and never comes back to you.

What can you do?
Where can you find patience and condolence?
How can you revive your hopes and dreams?
What power can still your turbulent heart?"

~Spirits Rebellious By Khalil Gibran

MAAZKOOLIAN!!!

Folks....get it...Maazkoolian..i have heard this word for the first time in my life....sounds kool...and ofcourse funny...what does this word exactly mean :P its obvious from the very name of the word...maazkoolian.....something related to jokes....lil jokes...but they make u laugh ur head off...seriously... i asked one of my friends about the explanation of the word....at once he said..."Chotay Chotay Mazay",he gave me some examples of maazkoolian....like if u recieve some kool+stupid+idiotic+funny sms...it comes under the umberella of a maazkooli...or on ur way back home...or somewhere u see a child doing something really funny...like ringing the door bell of neighbours and running away,two kids fighting with eachother,a cute kid eating chocolate(*smooch*)...or..or...or according to him when ur car stops at signal and all of a sudden u catch sight of a smart,cute girl in the car next to u.....WWOOOOOOoOOoOooFFF....this is the biggest MAAZKOOLI i must say...buhahaha.... sometimes u narrate somebdies story as a maazkooli....just to cringe others and urself with delight! Maazkooli activates the chemistry of the will to live and increases our capacity to fight disease.And the good feeling that we get when we laugh can remain with us as an internal experience even after the laughter subsides..... if these CHOTI CHOTI MAAZKOOlizz can make us happy then...i wonder...y everybdy is so sad....may be because people value their pains more than the things that make them happy....

Should we trust our ENEMY more than our SO CALLED FRIEND!!

"I've always said that in COMPETITION, your enemies can't hurt you, but your friends(SO CALLED) will kill you."

~Ann Richards

What are SO CALLED friends?
They are people that you think are your friends But they're really your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they're true colors So just when you think you're close enough to be Sisters they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin.

When all is said and done, friendship is the only trustworthy fabric of the affections. So-called love is a delirious inhuman state of mind: when hot it substitutes indulgence for fair play; when cold it is cruel, but friendship is warmth in cold, firm ground in a bog.Friends.....a very soothing word indeed,but adding an adjective to it, makes it the most bitchy word around... and that adjective is SO CALLED.....making it something like SO CALLED FRIENDS...they r ppl who try to heal ur wounds by craving them....they r those who pretend that they r ur best wellsishers,ur best friends,ur sympathizer,comforter but in actuall they r the crappiest thing around....they will screw u like anything and still pretend to be ur best budies.....by doing so they think they r KOOL DUDES!!!!

DUHHH!!!!

They actually are losers. By these deeds they want to cater with some complex inside them....they want to adjust things by screwing others.....they make fun of others and think they have achieved something. Confidence in an unfaithful Friend in time of trouble is like a broken tooth, and a foot out of joint. What we learn only through the ears makes less impression upon our minds than what is presented to the trustworthy eye.Remember! A true friend never breaches the trust of his companion or stabs in his back. He is trustworthy and reliable.

One should therefore always try to be a true and reliable friend.The past few days have been something of reflective to me. I just wonder, why am I still alive? Its perhaps God's grace...m still alive *Shrugs* . During this time i have added a new lesson to my life: Never give yourself to anyone. Never trust anyone more that you should. Why?
Well, just to put in lightly, people only notice you when you have something to give. But when they're done with you, they would leave you behind. Like a broken toy. And when that happens, you're left alone. No one is there for you. Only you. Yourself. I won't go into details, but let me just say that a few good people had to suffer for one man's treachery. If I cannot trust anyone anymore, who am I left to trust?

No one. Perhaps only God and I and my BEST FRIENDS.

But other than that.

No one!

The Holy Sinner.......

The telling and keeping of secrets is a time honored social tradition. As far back as we have the written word, we find instances of people telling, keeping, and betraying secrets. The telling and keeping of secrets is one of the basic human traits, in fact the recognition that you have portions of your life that you want to keep private and secret from others, (including parents), is one of the milestones in the psychological development of children. From our youth until the day we die, we share secrets with others and are told secrets by others. These secrets range from casual, gossipy secrets to heart-rending life altering secrets. Unfortunately, the rules/guidelines governing the telling and keeping of secrets are unwritten, uncertain, and to some degree contradictory. We have all be told that we should "keep a secret" and "be trustworthy". However, we are rarely (if ever) given meaningful guidelines on what exactly it means to "keep a secret" or "be trustworthy"...much less any guidelines, suggestions, or training on how to accomplish these two goals. On the surface, "keeping a secret", seems to be fairly straight forward. Someone tells you a secret. You keep it. End of story. However, in real life things are often not that clear cut. Everyone has experiences, memories, and feelings they want to keep private or share only with select people. This need to control parts of our personal lives is universal. Equally strong is our need to share experiences, memories, and feelings with other people. These two needs set the stage for the inevitable situation where we have information that we do not want to share with everyone, but that we do want to share with only with a select few. Why do we need to keep secrets? --Not everyone would understand and the information would cause more problems than keeping the secret could cause. --Simply wanting to control facts and information about your life. All of us know this dat if somebdy had told us his/her secrets and asked us not to disclose dat...still we do....still we tell others...and if dat some has forbidden us from telling a particular person,most of us will go and tell dat only person first.....and then justify their deed by saying that they had good intensions.....lolzz....HUMAN BEINGS ARE IMPOSSIBLE :)

Foosteps in the SAND!

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamed he was walking along
the beach with the Lord.

Across the dark sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed
two sets of footprints in the sand,
one beloning to him and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the
very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.

"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life there is
only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed you most
you would leave me."

The Lord replied "My precious, precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffereing,
when you see only one set of footprints in the sand,
it was then that I carried you."

Love or Love EGO????

Once there was an island where all the feelings lived together.One day there was a storm in the sea and island was abt to drown.Every feeling was scared but luv made a boat to escape.Every feeling borrowed the boat.One feeling was left. Love got down to c who it was.It was EGO.Love tried n tried but ego dint move.Every one asked Love to leave him and come in the boat.But love was meant to LOVE....it remained with ego.All the other feelings left alive but Love Died coz of EGO...........!