Perspective

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the purpose of showing him how poor people live.They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was thetrip?"
"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked."Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered:"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have acreek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars atnight.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that gobeyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends toprotect them."
The boy's father was speechless.Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happenif we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying aboutwhat we don't have.

truth from a different PoV

"The basic trouble with the modern world is the intellectual fallacy that freedom and compulsion are opposites,to solve the gigantic problems crushing the world today,we must clarify our mental confusion. We must acquire a philosophical persepective. In essence, compulsion and freedom are one. Let me give you a simple illustration. Traffic lights restrain your freedom to cross the street whenever you wish. But this restrain gives you the freedom from being run over by a truck. If you were assigned to a job and prohibited from leaving it, it would restarin the freedom of your career. But it would give you freedom from the fear of unemployment. Whenever a new compulsion is imposed upon us, we automatically gain a new freedom. The two are inseperable. Only by accepting total compulsion can we accept total freedom."

Ayn Rand,The Fountainhead.

Scream

I'm alone,
Destiny fucks with me,tricks me,
Like a game of dog and bone.

I stand tall,
It's a deception of my look,
I'm just too stiff to drop and crawl.

I've wanted to cope,
So I pushed harder than hard,
And now my anger has an envelope.

It's a challange,
to toe the line with these burdens,
But I'll fight it with even my last hinge.

Then i hear a mock, "Are you ready to die?"
and i scream back
"I was born ready motherfucker!"

Arshad Tejani.

early morning,not quite...

It's 4.21 AM and I've just got back from Dadar station,I'd gone to drop my buddy..he's travelling to Goa,he has no ticket,not a lot of cash and no set plan about where and how he's gonna stay,in fact this plan was made and finalised in the last 12 hours...he's not just travelling,he's undertaking a journey to a more peaceful place,within him and that brings me to my topic,WHAT is peace? and WHAT makes us feel the need to find it when we've lived without wondering about it for so long?

like Bhagat Singh said it "it takes a blast to make deaf people listen",even though he said it in a totally different context,the words still hold true,we all need a wake up call every now and then and sometimes the call is rude...my buddy's call was a result of a coward quitting on him,on what they had built together.....My wake up call was a terrible performance in an important exam,followed by denial for admission into a prestigious college,followed by an indifference of emotions where there had been a rock solid "trust",of which the 't' withered away leaving just 'rust'....i know someone who woke up only after his father passed away,he's successful today but something's missing and always will be...i know a lady who woke up the day youngest child cooked food on his own.....i know a nation who woke up after watching 'RDB' but alas,this one was temporary,like many others.....every now and then we awaken and then realising the casuality of our exsistence we set out to find that elusive 'Peace of mind'......some work harder towards dreams ,some quit it all together , some blow it up in smoke ,some try to find it at the bottom of a bottle ,some work towards revenge ,some simply forgive and forget ,some just pack their bags to become journeymen ,some consolidate their foothold in their roots ,some drown out the noise and some drown in it BUT they all awaken,at different levels but they all do...the deaf listen a litte and the blind squint in an effort to see something,anything.....and that's how the wheels of life are set in motion,rotation after rotation.

Arshad Tejani.

rambling

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"There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in."
Leonard Cohen

few great words

"Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them-a mother's approval, a father's nod-are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later,as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers,stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives."

"Lost love is still love, it takes a different form,that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it."

The five people you meet in Heaven - Mitch Albom.