Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
There is no taker for the love of something...
There is no taker for the love of something or someone...It is all giving. Is that what life is all about? As always I would say I don't know. Here we are not talking specific but in `generalities.' Everywhere, everybody, every time, people start talking on the same topic almost daily and it seems there are more talker to listener, more books to readers, or more products to buyers. For that matter we don't listen. It is a life of all `expressing' and the response is all`distressing.' We are being presented with the idea of an effective communication encompassing all the elements of sender and receiver and the what not, but when comes to `actualities', everything comes to a naught. There is no movement or in Melayunya `anjakan.' In other words there is no sign of shifting. So what shall we do? Cry not, die not, but just do what you have to do. Sometimes heart that matters. Because heart resides the truth. Thus it is not the`generalities' but the `specific' that would spell success... Remember, we don't share dreams.. It is yours for the taking.
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Its not easy to change people unless tuned their mindset.
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