Live & Let Live

"No Tree is Foolish Enough to let its branches Fight with the branches of another Tree."
Always Remember
If you come across
The darkness of Failure
Somewhere In some corner
There will be sun light of success
This is the secret of life
The life full of Joys &difficulties
This Fact of life told by Trees
For us now open to you all.

Miles To Go Before I Sleep...

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost

I have a great collection of Robert Frost poems. Here’s one of his best known poem of all time. The woods are ominously tempting and acquire symbolic resonance in the last stanza, which concludes with one of Frost’s often-quoted lines, “Miles to go before I sleep.” One interpretation of this stanza is that the speaker is tempted toward death which he considers “lovely, dark and deep,” but that he has many responsibilities to fulfill before he can “sleep.”

Yes, we all make promises in life. We live to fulfill all our promises in the world. Till we fulfil our promises we cannot have an eternal sleep. We have to go miles and miles.Our lives changed forever that day for we closed one chapter in our book, of immaturity and naivety and opened another, to acceptance and profound responsibility. We have to face and fight for each and every day and with everything we have...We hope this will be the day the roads will open.

Indeed…I too have some promises to keep on my own. Even after the long distance that I have covered in the journey of life I feel I have never sulked, I have never shirked; I feel that a lot of things are still left undone and I must not stop. Life for me, as Robert Frost said, is a never-ending journey, a quest where there is never any stopping by the wood side. "I have miles to go before I sleep."

Every step I take, I will always defend, never pretend, but some how fear takes over and then everything goes wrong. When times are tough, the going rough; I have to be courage &strong. When enemies encircle me,i will have no fear. And I fill my life with love and joy and blissful delight .and I know that my words will always be honest with all of my love, this is my promise. My promise the one I will keep journey through life. Once again, as they had so many times in the recent past, the closing lines of the ancient poem by Robert Frost came whispering through my mind: But I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep…

Monsoon Rain...

Every day of hectic work, artificial beauties, I wait hoping for the sky to turn black. For all the weather enthusiasts...who love tracking the Indian monsoons.Calling all the meterologists to discuss this mother nature's phenomenon. MONSOONS. Monsoon has struck Mumbai early as well this time..... Normally it arrives around June 10th or later. But this time, Mumbaikars have been blessed to welcome the monsoon by June 3rd itself.... awesome respite from the hot summer!!! I love Indian monsoon !! Its quite interesting 2 observe this !! I am quite interested. I love nature... I like rainy season more….

The charming weather, the chilling atmosphere, and the lurking rain, all underlined the poetic dreaminess of that enchanting afternoon. Then came the long anticipated drops of rain, that further enhanced the magic of that afternoon.

In my childhood I used to stay near coutrallam. In the far south, in Tirunelveli district, a deep recess of the Western Ghats lays Courtallam (also spelt Kutralam, Kurtalam), The Spa in the South. Courtallam is famous for its season, which lasts from June to September. Thick clouds gather and streaks of lighting flash across the sky. It is a rare and pleasant experience to stroll in the 'Charal' (meaning drizzle, also spelt as Saral) becoming neither wet nor dry. Thousands for the several falls, which clot the town. a small place full of waterfalls during rains. The place is famous for variety of trees planted, trekking, waterfalls and all-season . This is the place for those wanting to be in midst of nature with a lot of peace and tranquility.

When it is about to rain, I undergo a strange kind of happiness, I start thinking about the days, While going to school I enjoy drizzle feel in my face is a pleasant experience. The sky was filled with moderately black clouds. Suddenly, it started to drizzle. Soon, it turned into a heavy downpour. I was thrilled, To stepped out to the house. The cool raindrops caressed my face. The tree branches swayed, the leaves dancing to the tune of the falling rain. Clouds were busy moving and some of them deposited themselves at the horizon. The sun hid behind the clouds feeling happy for an unexpected holiday the clouds brought along. The melody of the rain, mixed with the noises of the surroundings, infused a new vigor in me. I looked at the moving clouds. While moving, the clouds drew some figures on the white canvas of the sky. I still tried to put the artistic scene and my racing thoughts into words.(When the sky and the clouds are fighting the cloud is shedding tears that is rain)

In Mumbai Rains were so common sometimes we got fed up with it. Not only the smart electricity board found it as a wonderful reason to save electricity the moment the first drop touched the ground, they were careful enough to keep the receiver of their phone away from cradle to avoid enquiry calls. Rains bring havoc especially around roads. Roads seem to brutally dissect the once pristine, tree-clad slopes. Then there is the ever-present threat of sprays from other vehicles The moment it rains, there are traffic jams, power cuts, water logging and what not...these things make us wary of rain. I love the way the rains wash away so many things. Worries about the water supply, the dust and grime from the cityscape, all of them get washed away in the downpour

Otherwise, rain is welcome and I always welcome it with open hands :) I just love the rains.... Then again their remain other pleasures: cozying up in bed with a good book, steaming coffee and hot delicious pakodas. like getting drenched ,watching the raindrops fall,eating icecream cone when its raining .hehe, splashing water when roads get slushy,..(though my age &profession doesn't allow me to do it now-a-days) making paperboats...it’s so much fun. here even the rains can hold a memorable time to me…

Rain kissed roads, rainbows in raindrops and puddles, mist that leads you to a walk in the clouds and a beckoning green that comforts in its lushness and purity. I love the rain. Rain falls on my window.Rain on the ground.Rain in the sky.Rain all around. Rain up my nose. Rain frizzing up my hair. The sound of rain always chasing me smiling my smile. While most people find rainy days gloomy, I just love the monsoon rains! and again I became a child! The rain I love the rain.

I WILL LIVE .....FOREVER

Life …………. Pass It On

At a certain moment doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped

When that happens doesn’t call this my “Death Bed”. Call it my “Bed of Life “and let my body be used by others to lead fuller lives.

Give my eyes to a man who has never seen sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless of pain.

Give my blood to teenager, who has been pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.

Take my bones, every muscles every fiber and every nerve from my body to find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain take my cells and let them grow so that somebody a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weakness and my prejudice against my fellowman

Give my sins to the devil and give my soul to God.

If you do what I have asked

I WILL LIVE …………… FOREVER

Robert N.TEST

A donation is a gift given, typically to a cause or/and for charitable purposes. A donation may take various forms, including cash, services, new or used goods as i.e. clothing, toys, food, vehicles, emergency or humanitarian aid items, and can also relate to medical care needs as i.e. blood or organs for transplant. Charitable gifts of goods or services are also called gifts in kind.(def source http://en.wikipedia.org)

Donations without doubt, help the receiver. It also helps the donor because it draws out from the door a sense of noble purpose in life.

Social education that explains the life-saving benefits of organ transplantation, the enormous need for organ donation, the concept of brain death and religious teachings related to these issues is vital for creating a conducive environment for the organ transplant co-ordinator or physician soliciting the donation.

In this poem the poet’s wish to make donation of all the good he has. The poem reveals the poet’s respect and regard for all human beings. He wishes that every human being be given the opportunity to have a fuller life. The poem also reveals his selfless nature.

The title implies that life is a gift that we can make use of even at the time of our death for the benefit of others. By donating our organs we can help other people live or lead better lives.

Organ transplantation is one of the more recent advances in patient care. Today transplants save thousands of lives and transform the quality of life of many more. Unfortunately, an even greater number of patients die, or continue to receive expensive replacement therapy such as renal dialysis, because of an insufficient supply of donated organs.

Each organ and tissue donor saves or improves the lives of as many as 50 people. Giving the "Gift of Life" may lighten the grief of the donor's own family. Many donor families say that knowing other lives have been saved helps them cope with their tragic loss.

More and more people receive transplants every year and more people are living longer after transplants.
A patient’s life can thus change forever, thanks to the practice of deceased or cadaver donations of organs.

Medical teams, hospitals, laboratories, computer networks, and transportation systems work 24 hours a day to match donated organs with people who need them. Learn about the transplantation process, and the role of a key participant-the organ donor.

According to me, the most valuable donation is that which can save the life of another person. In this respect , blood donation is the most valuable donation.

I would like to donate my eyes after my death. So that someone without sight will have the privilege of seeing.

"There is no lovelier way to thank God for your sight than by giving a helping hand to those in the dark."

Helen Keller

Forgive And Forget

Life is a weird thing, we have few relationships that are important to us and we fail to maintain them the way we would like - without PAIN, without TEARS, without DISAPPOINTMENTS... Relationships or Friendship is all about hurting, being hurt, forgiving, forgetting, being hurt again, As humans we have an infinite capacity to hurt one another — sometimes intentionally, but sometimes accidentally, through carelessness or circumstance There are number of instances in life when people hurt us, either with their actions or with their words.

What would you do if you feel cheated, ignored or neglected by your partner in any relationship whether it be romance,friendship or marriage life? You Feel betrayed, angry, hurt, and frustrated, along with a myriad of other feelings. We’ve all got painful memories and emotions tucked away deep inside. When I was young, Our own relatives betrayed my family. I was very emotionally hurt And often I found it hard to forgive I had intense anger in myheart for someone who hurt me recently or long ago.

I have hoping that people I love and care about really do feel they are important. Because if I fail I might lose them once and forever. And that is something I would never be able to bear because these people are my strength and my life. So, I hold every person close to my heart. Sometimes I get emotional, Sometimes things happen that we would prefer to avoid.

I have been hurt by someone very close to me. The words can not explain what I feel .But I am broken inside. I knew something would go wrong... Not waiting to be hurt again I hurt myself in the most unjust way. Not wanting to be hurt again I direct the pain. To strike me in the most painful way. and I know that I need to forgive that person, but it is easier said than done.

Keeping in mind what my parents always said. It is about 'Forgive and Forget' Which I practice very perfect... I never keep hatred in my chest, because it will cause me a burden of stress. It is like an acid which is strong and erosive, It will turn my mind violent and aggressive.When I forget, I forget it totally complete, Like clicking the mouse on the button 'DELETE'

I encourage you to read Tyler's thoughts here:
When you haven't forgiven those who've hurt you, you turn your back against your future. When you do forgive, you start walking forward.

Is it possible to truly forgive all transgressions?

How do you forgive someone who physically abused you when you were a child?

How do you forgive someone who raped you or a family member?

How do you forgive someone who spread vicious and humiliating lies about you?

How do you forgive parents who put their own needs and egos way ahead of your basic emotional needs as a child?

How do you forgive a parent who left you when you were young?

How do you forgive someone who has sucked the joy out of your life through his or her negative, hypocritical, phony, lazy, selfish, and ill-tempered behavior over 30 years of marriage?

I really don't have a clue how you can truly forgive others for any of the above. Maybe complete forgiveness is impossible in some cases. You don't have to make it known to the people who hurt you that you have forgiven them. Refusing to forgive and forget and seeking vengeance makes you look petty and small.

"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." -Mahatma Ghandi - Simply stated, the ability to forgive is a sign of strength.

Unless we learn how to forget past sins, we will always live in that past. Bitterness or guilt will continue to eat away at us like a cancer. Forgive and be forgiven. And then forget it. This is the secret of spiritual health. Keep short accounts with God and men.'Forgive and Forget' is an easy task, I don't need anybody to ask. For....giving, I give love, sympathy and understanding. For....getting, I get peace of mind as a God's blessing. Not only peace but also pleasure in my mind..