Written by pravsj on Thursday, August 30th, 2007 in Attitude, Belief, Challenges, Character, Determination, Focus, How To Live, Pravs World.
No Going Back
In life there is no going back.
The road lies straight ahead.
You can’t return along the track to see out what has past.
You can’t undo your past mistakes; even wishing to do so is in vain.
But in between all this; Don’t forget that you can always try again.
Credits for Photography: F Monteiro
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Written by pravsj on Thursday, August 30th, 2007 in How To Live, Life, Success, Text Mail.
Life’s Struggles
A man found a cocoon of an emperor moth. He took it home so that he could watch the moth come out of the cocoon. On the day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to force the body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. It just seemed to be stuck. Then the man, in his kindness, decided to help the moth, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The moth then emerged easily.
But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the moth because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the little moth spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the moth to get through the tiny opening was the way of forcing fluid from the body of the moth into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Freedom and flight would only come after the struggle. By depriving the moth of a struggle, he deprived the moth of health.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled.
We would not be as strong as what we could have been. Give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for regrets.
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Written by pravsj on Thursday, August 30th, 2007 in Love, Poem Book, Relations.
Many Times In My Life
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Many times in my life I have disappointed you,
and begun to stray.
But you have pointed me in the right direction,
and sent me on my way.
Many times in my life I’ve needed a helping hand,
and someone to pull me up.
It was you who gave that helping hand,
and always cheered me up.
Many times I’ve been sad and down,
and taken it out on you.
But you stood by me and comforted me,
In times that I was bad.
Many times I’ve needed support,
and to know someone was there.
It was you who held me up,
and showed me how to care.
Many times I’ve wanted to tell you this,
But never got a chance.
You have helped me out in life,
and got me where I am.
You were there for me through thick and thin,
You never gave up on me and you taught me how to care.
From the deepest of my heart I want to say I love you,
And to thank you for being there for me in times of good or bad.
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Written by pravsj on Sunday, August 26th, 2007 in How To Live, Learning, Life, Pravs World.
Lessons Of Life
Laugh at your mistakes; but learn from them.
Joke over your troubles; but gather strength from them.
Have fun with your difficulties; but overcome them.
These are Lessons of Life for you !!!
Credit for Photography: Imanol Gabilondo
Written by pravsj on Sunday, August 26th, 2007 in How To Live, Text Mail, Time.
I Want to Go Back in Time When…..
Decisions were made by going eeny-meeny-miney-mo.
Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, do over!
Race issue meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly.
Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.
It wasn’t odd to have two or three best friends.
Being old, referred to anyone over 20.
The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn’t matter.
It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn’t an Olympic event.
Having a weapon in school, meant being caught with a slingshot.
Nobody was prettier than Mom.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the big people rides at the amusement park.
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
Abilities were discovered because of a double-dog-dare.
Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute ads for action figures.
No shopping trip was complete, unless a new toy was brought home.
Oly-oly-oxen-free made perfect sense.
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
War was a card game.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.
If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!!
Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their grown up life!!!!
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Written by pravsj on Sunday, August 26th, 2007 in Love, Poem Book.
The Meaning of True Love
It is sharing and caring,
Giving and forgiving,
Loving and being loved,
Walking hand in hand,
Talking heart to heart,
Seeing through each other’s eyes,
Laughing together,
Weeping together,
Praying together,
And always trusting
And believing
And thanking God
For each other…
For love that is shared is a beautiful thing–
It enriches the soul and makes the heart sing!
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Written by pravsj on Sunday, August 26th, 2007 in How To Live, Life, Pravs World, Self.
Life’s Blessings
I cried because I had no shoes;
Till I saw a man with no feet.
Life is full of blessings.
Sometimes we’re just to blind to see them.
Credits for Photography: Paloma Ramirez
Written by pravsj on Monday, August 20th, 2007 in Belief, Character, Pravs World, Self.
Stand By My Belief
I am not bound to win;
but I am bound to be true.
I am not bound to succeed;
but I am bound to live by the light that I have.
I must stand with anybody who stands right;
Stand with him while he is right;
Part with him when he goes wrong.
I will stand by my belief. Always.
Credits for Photography: Roberto Quesada
Written by pravsj on Monday, August 20th, 2007 in Balance, How To Live, Life, Text Mail.
Imperfections
No matter how much planning and preparation you do, something will not turn out the way you wanted it to be. Yet even when those inevitable disappointments do indeed come, you can adapt and make the very most of them.
Life is not perfect and yet it can be perfectly wonderful. It’s great to aim for perfection, and even better to achieve excellence in spite of the imperfections you encounter. When people and situations refuse to cooperate, you can be amazingly adaptable. You can move toward excellence even in the most distressing, imperfect scenarios.
Though what you have is not perfect, you can work with it. Accept what you have, imperfections and all, with gratitude and enthusiasm. Don’t spend your time waiting for the perfect situation, something which is not very likely to come. Go ahead with life as it is, with the bumps and the pitfalls, and give your best to every moment.
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Written by pravsj on Monday, August 20th, 2007 in How To Live, Life, Poem Book.
The Flow Of Life
If the sky above seems cloudy,
And you are left out in the rain,
If you are searching for a rainbow,
But the colors bring you pain,
If your world is not revolving,
And there is no end in sight,
If you are looking for the sunshine,
But all you see is night,
If all around are smiling,
But all you can do is frown,
If you are tired of all this living,
When life just brings you down,
Then look beyond your teardrops,
At the wonders of this land,
The beauty of a flower,
Like velvet in your hand.
Feel the air around you,
The smell of new mown hay,
Laughing children in the park,
The innocence there at play,
Imagine floating with a butterfly,
As she flutters between the trees,
Or the whispers of the ocean,
On warm hot summer’s breeze,
Think of the taste of candy floss,
As it melts upon your tongue,
Or the melody of morning birds,
As they greet each day with song,
Remember words of beauty,
Told in your mother’s embrace,
Feel the gentleness of her touch,
As she softly kissed your face,
Seek the good within you,
Cast the clouds from your sky,
Don’t look toward the pavement,
But hold your head up high,
Think not what life owes you,
But of all you have to give,
Forget about tomorrow,
Then you can start to live.
So Bless this age your are living in,
With the gifts you can bestow,
Don’t disregard the stream of life,
Go gently with the flow.
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