Monday, September 19, 2005

How GOD THE ALMIGHTY WORKS...???

When I Asked God for Strength
He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face
When I Asked God for Brain & Brown
He Gave Me Puzzles in Life to Solve
When I Asked God for Happiness
He Showed Me Some Unhappy People
When I Asked God for Wealth
He Showed Me How to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Favours
He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Peace
He Showed Me How to Help Others
God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted
He Gave Me Everything I Needed to achiveve what I wanted ..

Thats How GOD THE ALMIGHTY WORKS...

- Swami Vivekananda

Don't drink and drive . .

Don't drink and drive . .

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink,
Mom,So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,

The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing,

Mom,I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,

I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,

But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,

I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom....

I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,

And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,

I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at

the same party as I.
The only difference is,
he drankAnd I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?

It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,

And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.

Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,

Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.

I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you,
you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.

Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die . . . ?

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Make truth your refuge . . .

Make an island of yourself,
make yourself your refuge;
there is no other refuge.
Make truth your island,
make truth your refuge;
there is no other refuge. . .

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Beauty Tips . . .

Beauty Tips . . .

For attractive lips,Speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes,Seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, Share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone.

People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.

Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears,The figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,because that is the doorway to her heart,the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.

It is the caring that she lovingly gives,the passion that she shows,And the beauty of a woman with passing years-only grows . . .

Friday, September 09, 2005

Let me be a Memory . . .

Let me be a Memory . . .

Let me be a memory

Be the one within your dreams
A figure you barely know
And is never what it seems

Let me be a memory

The one that calls
Your name at night
And when you wake
To try and find me
I’ll be just beyond your sight

Let me be a memory

Be the person you used to love
Let me hope,
Nothing will change that
Not even what’s above

Let me be a memory

Let me hold you through the air
I’ll stop your flow of rivers
That emerges from despair

Let me be a memory

Trapped inside your thoughts
I’ll be with you forever
With every battle fought

Let me be a memory

It’s the only way,
I can stay with you
Let me know I’m in your heart
And that we’ll see
Our troubles through . . .

Everyone Needs Someone . . .

Everyone Needs Someone . . .

People need people and friends need friends
And we all need love for a full life depends
Not on vast riches or great acclaim,
Not on success or on worldy fame,
But just in knowing that someone cares
And holds us close in their thoughts and prayers-
For only the knowledge that we're understood
Makes everyday living feel wonderfully good,
And we rob ourselves of life's greatest need
When we lock up our hearts and fail to heed
The outstretched hand reaching to find
A kindred spirit whose heart and mind
Are lonely and longing to somehow share
Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware
That life's completeness and richness depends
On the things we share with our loved ones and friends . . .

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Eight Gifts that Do Not Cost A Cent . .

Eight Gifts that Do Not Cost A Cent . .


1) THE GIFT OF LISTENING . . But you must REALLY listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, no planning your response. Just listening.


2) THE GIFT OF AFFECTION . . Be generous with appropriate hugs, kisses, pats on the back and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate the love you have for family and friends.


3) THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER . . Clip cartoons. Share articles and funny stories. Your gift will say, "I love to laugh with you."


4) THE GIFT OF A WRITTEN NOTE . . It can be a simple "Thanks for the help" note or a full sonnet. A brief, handwritten note may be remembered for a lifetime, and may even change a life.


5) THE GIFT OF A COMPLIMENT . . A simple and sincere, "You look great in red," "You did a super job" or "That was a wonderful meal" can make someone's day.


6) THE GIFT OF A FAVOR . . Every day, go out of your way to do something kind.


7) THE GIFT OF SOLITUDE . . There are times when we want nothing better than to be left alone. Be sensitive to those times and give the gift of solitude to others.


8) THE GIFT OF A CHEERFUL DISPOSITION . . The easiest way to feel good is to extend a kind word to someone, really it's not that hard to say, Hello or Thank You. Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us . .

Dear Friend.....


Dear Friend . . .

We might not meet, we might not chat,

but we would still be friends,you better don't forget that..

Times would go passing by,changes would come with you and I,

our lives destiny would shape,as with time progress we make.

Distance would take us away miles & miles,

we might not even see each others smiles.
We might not help each other;
but still let not,our friendship wither..

Remember the moments which we share..

no matter, now you are whereyou would then miss mebut in your memories I will be..

The magic of friendship would call meand I would miss you thenthinking..

together we would be when . .

Slow Dance :)

Slow Dance . . .

Have you ever watched kidsOn a merry-go-round..?

Or listened to the rainSlapping on the ground..?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight..?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night..?

You better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

Do you run through each dayOn the fly..?

When you ask How are you..?

Do you hear the reply..?

When the day is done Do you lie in your bedWith the next hundred choresRunning through your head..?

You'd better slow downDon't dance so fast.

Time is short.The music won't last.

Ever told your child,We'll do it tomorrow..?

And in your haste,Not see his sorrow..?

Ever lost touch,Let a good friendship dieCause you never had timeTo call and say,"Hi"You'd better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.Time is short.

The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhereYou miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,It is like an unopened gift..

Thrown away.

Life is not a race.

Do take it slowerHear the musicBefore the song is over . .