It's a silly thing...

“It’s a silly thing” people would say, but you disagree. You took it in with commitment and dedication. And now it’s become a part of your life and soul, but suddenly you see it crashing down. The word ‘impossible’ is shoved in front of your face because that’s the type of problem that’s popped up. Nothing can be done about it. Suddenly your head starts pumping and the terrible truth starts dawning on you. “No,” is the only word you can utter. And you wish, and want more than anytime before. It was all going so well, like skipping through a merry field of daisies on a sunny day. You pick the flowers and put them merrily in the basket, but when you come home, you learn that the field’s been destroyed by a tornado, and it’s your favorite place on earth.

 Others can do no more than to pat you on the back and say, “I’m sorry, friend” They don’t care about it the way you do. They can’t understand, so feeling pity is the most that they can do.

And then you have to wait to get to know how bad it went, and you can’t take the wait. You just want to go back in time and push the problem away, but you can’t and that’s what makes your heart ache. You CAN’T, no matter how hard you try. You had put in so much of effort, but it goes wrong, and it can be fixed, but you don’t have the TIME either.  

So, you’ll have to make the best of it, but you don’t know the bare truth. You only know one part, so the world spins around between confusion and sadness.

Failure gets at people. It always did, and probably always will. But you can’t let it get the better of you. Yes, it’s ruined. I’m sorry. There has to be a solution. And you are missing the one important thing you need at such a time. Hope. You stare face to face with the problem, it’s a wall blocking you, you have to get past it, and you have to at least WANT to see the other side. It won’t be like it was before, but remember anything can be fixed if the right attitude is put towards it. But you should feel a positive note, because every cloud has a silver lining, even if it isn’t visible.

To be one

A little girl looked outside

To her, life is a joyful ride

But one day she sees the news,

That changes all her views.

Terrorism all around

Random massacres in random towns.

Just to prove that they are stronger

So many lives could have lasted longer

All around much havoc is caused

So many priceless lives are lost.

The little girl says, “To be one, we’ve learned.

Why has the world taken an opposite turn?”

Discrimination between,

Every single thing is seen

Why do people think that one is right?

Who cares if someone is black or white?

Why always be partial to one?

Why not daughter but to son?

 The little girl says, “To be one, we’ve learned.

Why has the world taken an opposite turn?”

Why do hurt that of our own race?

To cause pain on every innocent face.

Why is it power, people want to show?

If they do another way they can go.

Try to be peaceful and discourage fights,

Do the good, and show what’s right.

You see our main flaw is greed

To be the best is what we need.

To want more power than any other,

Is what prevents us from working together.

What we have to do, is show what’s right.

We should be one to make the world bright

And no one can defeat us if we hold hands.

We’d be one; United we’d stand.

So think about what you read today

We should all try to change our ways

And it does make a difference between you and me.

As Gandhiji said “be the change you want to see”

Big, Fat, Mouth

Big, Fat, Mouth

Just recently, I had expressed my opinion to my friend about herself. This was overheard by another person, he carried the news over, and it was plain disaster for my friend. I apologized, of course, it hadn’t even been a slip of a tongue, there was an over hearer, and then there was plain chaos.

There ARE times like that. You say something, and it is wrongly understood or made into a much bigger deal by an outsider and it is publicized… yaaa…. THAT makes you feel guilty, for sure. The biggest punishment (on top of the guilt) is probably only a day of angry silence between you and your friend.

Oh yes, I said ONLY.

Imagine: - you live in a kingdom ruled by a cruel tyrant. You express your opinion about the king, all honestly, of course. Your opinions might not have been outright positive (the word CRUEL is mentioned above), and your punishment isn’t an angry silence, your punishment is banishment, or death. Ahh…That’s no biggie…

And there’s a funeral going on, and the question bubbles up, how did this poor chap die? Well, we personally know the answer, don’t we? The poor chap SPOKE. A big fat mouth he had there!

That’s probably NOT the best way to die. And luckily, most kingdoms were in olden times, so no need to worry on expressing views. But freedom of speech is one of the best rights we get as a democracy. WE are the ones. WE are the ones who chose our leader; WE are the ones who give celebrities their fans; so WE have every right to judge our leaders, or celebrities.

In times of unjust rulers, fear reigned, more than humans. Why? There is a wicked king, with a powerful army by his side, under his very command. He has the power, so he decides what’s acceptable. He decides what’s right, and no disagreeing. And one of the most common things a ruler hated was criticism against him. (Hint for survival of the day: might wanna keep your big fat mouth shut in front of big angry royal men…)

So he would kill the person, or ban the source that held all such “lies”.

Now, however, it’s different. WE are the ones who chose our leaders. If someone wants to represent us, he better allow criticism, he should make the changes, so we DO chose him as a representative. He should be worthy of being a representative.

It doesn’t matter to me if the most powerful person in the world liked orange better than blue, I would always like blue more. I would say it too. THAT is the freedom of speech. Saying and expressing your views, freely.

We should watch our words, opinions shouldn’t become insults. If something is thought very bad about somebody, so better kept to yourself. Otherwise, the whole cycle of misunderstanding could start again.

I have the freedom of speech, but sometimes, I’d better keep my big, fat, mouth shut!!!