~Smiles~ Unlimited!!

The best way to get even is to forget...

Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death.

God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts...

Some folks wear their halos much too tight...

Some marriages are made in heaven, but they ALL have to be maintained on earth...

Unless you can create the WHOLE universe in 5 days, then perhaps giving "advice" to God, isn't such a good idea.

Words are windows to the heart.

It isn't difficult to make a mountain out of a molehill, just add a little dirt.

A successful marriage isn't finding the right person-it's being the right person.

The mighty oak tree was once a little nut that held its ground.

The tongue must be heavy indeed because so few people can't hold it.

To forgive is to set the prisoner free, and then discover the prisoner was you.

You have to wonder about humans, they think God is dead and Elvis is alive.

It's all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again. Just be sure to flush when you are done.

You'll notice that a turtle only makes progress when it sticks out its neck...

Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, and faith looks up...

You know it has been one of THOSE weeks when…

- You almost doze off on your desk, promise yourself that you will go to bed early and manage to go to bed only after 11 pm.. Nateeje mein this conversation every morning this week -
At 6:00
The man of the house: Chinnu..
Me: Umm..
The man of the house: Utto, zara time dekho..
Me: Umm…yeah

At 6.15
The man of the house: Chinnulu...
Me: Umm, yeah yeah...
The man of the house: Ab utto na, You'll be late..
Me: I’m getting up ... one minute, pleeeeasssee.

At 6.20
"CHINNU!!!!! We are getting late to work almost everyday now, get up now or no lunch for you today!!!" (Ohmegod, no food??!!)
Ok Ok..I'm up, stop it now!

- you reach office and realize you didn’t bring your laptop with you (Duh!! what was I thinking)

- every time you enter the kitchen to make a cuppa, either the coffee machine is broke or it has run out of the coffee beans.

- you are on an important call and then realise your cell phone is just about to die before you even got to THE point.

- A colleague brings in a cup of coffee (choo chweet) and you spill it all over your favorite shirt.

- You notice the computer is playing up and when the IT guy comes to have a look, it behaves, absolutely no fuss…

- You send an email and realise you have sent it to the wrong person when you get a reply with all"????????!!!".

- You change the date of a major meeting and forget to inform all those involved! (Need I say what an embarrassing experience it was!)

- You very meticulously draft an email...check and recheck, even read it aloud to see how it sounded and send it to yourself…(don't even bother to think how I managed to do that)

Goof ups...mistakes...galtiyaan .. you name it and Yup, done them this week.. and did I mention my desk is in a royal mess… AAARRGGHH… two words to describe my week – Perfect Disaster.

But I hope everyone else had a grand week.. signing off with a hope for a good one ahead.. Have a great weekend folks!!

With tangled thoughts and feelings I am really struggling to articulate… and also I have nothing to say! Absolutely nothing.. now how boring is that.. Well, there is this possibility of ranting about my work, the deadlines and how the long hours are getting to me. But, honestly I am so tired from the crap, I really cant be bothered.

I have nothing to gloat about either -

Have I done anything cool lately? No
Have I visited any special places? Noo
Atleast Have I seen any good movies? NOOOO

Enough said..I will bow out now, take some pain killers for my thumping headache and get back to my work..

Wishing you all A VERY HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
Hope you all find and cherish LOVE and HAPPINESS in abundance!!!

Mohabbat ki hai dastaa zindagi

A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point, he asked: ‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’

His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson: ‘I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.’

Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special. ‘But it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!’

'That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities, which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.

‘First quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand God, and He always guides us according to His will.

‘Second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.

‘Third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.

‘Fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside you.

'Finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. In just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that in your every action.’

- From Paulo Coelho's 'Like a Flowing river'

Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin miltaa
Kahin zameen to kahin aasmaan nahin miltaa

Jise bhi dekhiye wo apne aapmai gum hai
Zubaan mili hain magar humzubaan nahin miltaa

Bujhaa saka hain bhala kaun wakt ke shole
Ye aisi aag hain jis mein dhuaan nahin miltaa

Tere jahaan main aisa nahin ke pyaar na ho
Jahaa ummeed ho is ki wahaa nahin miltaa

One of my favourite Ghazal by Nida Fazli, incredible words conveying the saddest truths of life...the song seems to say it all.

So true and so profound about life in general, and probably applies to almost every one in some way or the other..... but I suppose that's life. We need to count our blessings, feel blessed, and live life in the best way we possibly can appreciating everything life brings with it, joy and sorrow..

This is one of those beautiful Ghazals one can listen to on a cool summer evening, sitting on the deck, sipping a hot cuppa, watching the sunset, reflecting on life ....