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You Are The Miracle In Your Life That Is The Miracle In Mine.

September 18, 2008

I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes.

I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprizing a basket of freshly picked green peas.

I paid for my potatoes, but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas.

I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me.

“Hello Barry, how are you today?”

“Hello, Mr.  Miller. Fine, thank ya. Just admiring them peas. They sure look good.”

“They are good, Barry. How’s your Ma?”

“Fine. Getting stronger all time.”

“Good. Anything I can help you with?”

“No, Sir. Just admiring them peas.”

“Would you like take some home?” asked Mr. Miller.

“No, Sir . Got nothing to pay for  ’em with.”

“Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?”

“All I got’s my prize marble here.”

“Is that  right? Let me see it” said Miller.

“Here ’tis. She’s a dandy.”

“I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?” the store owner asked.

“Not zackley but almost.”

“Tell you what.  Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble”, Mr. Miller told the boy.

“Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.”

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.

With a smile said, “There are two other boys like him in our community; all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever.

When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.”

I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man.

A short time later I moved to Colorado, but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.

Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one.

Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died.

They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

Ahead of us in line were three young men.

One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts…all very professional looking.

They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband’s casket.

Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.

Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one; each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket.

Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband’s bartering for marbles.

With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

“Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim ‘traded’ them.

Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size….they came to pay their debt.”

“We’ve never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,” she confided, “but right now, Jim would consider himself the  richest man in Idaho.”

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.

Moral: We will not be remembered by our words, but by our deeds.

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I received the above in my email today and at the end it was asking me to send this to the people whom I would never forget. Yes, it would have been a very easy choice to hit a forward and it would have gone to all the people that I know; however I realized that I would then be limiting the knowledge of an amazing and refreshing story to only a select group.

So here it is, all those who have now read this – if I know you or not.

Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles:

A fresh pot of coffee you didn’t make yourself.

An unexpected phone call from an old friend.

Green stoplights on your way to work.

The fastest line at the grocery store.

A good sing-along song on the radio.

Your keys found right where you left them.

It’s not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.

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Vibrations.

September 16, 2008

Recently, I was introduced to a friend’s cousin. A really nice fun loving lady with challenges in her own life. Couple of hours into our fun night she amazed me with some really accurate insights about me. Here, there was a complete stranger who didn’t know me or anything about me but was reading aspects about my personality in matter of seconds.

My friend was shocked at the revelations she made about me as all of them were true. Some that she made was about my emotions something that even my best friend was not aware about but it was true. After making those revelations she then made some guesses about my zodiac which she got right after I allowed her three guesses.

How did she manage to get every thing so accurate about my personality with out knowing anything about my life, my background or my life experiences? No, she wasn’t an astrologer or a crystal ball reader. She was just a normal house wife. So how did she guess that I am a writer? How did she guess the level of my emotions?

My friend was stunned at her cousin’s revelations about me – who was a complete stranger to her. Trust me, I wasn’t shocked at all. She managed to do what she did through something that we usually don’t pay attention to. It was all through Vibrations. She read my Vibrations which she felt.

Vibrations are another form of unspoken words. If you would have paid attention you would have realized that at times you don’t like the presence of a complete stranger in the same room as you are in. You don’t know that person, never seen or heard of him before and still you don’t like sharing your space with him.

Something about him being in the same space as you doesn’t feel right.  That something is nothing but the vibrations that you are feeling and sensing.

Vibrations are frequency waves as similar to the ones that are emitted by transmission towers that emit the signals on to our television sets. My friend’s cousin sensed and read my vibrations which told her what kind of a person I was. She was aware. And she was paying full attention to people who were within her space.

Vibrations can be positive or negative. It’s a choice that one makes with their body language, signs and facial expressions that emits positive or negative vibes. Vibes can be sensed by any human being. You don’t need some qualification to sense the waves and frequency in your surrounding.

What I spoke about in my post on “True Lies” & “A Known Lie”, was nothing but what I sensed along with a lot of common sense as well. The way a person would answer, the way an individual would look at you, feel you, or even just plain touch your hand; you would know exactly what the vibrations are and if they mean love or hate.

When I spoke about being a giver in my post “The Art of Giving”, stems your vibrations to others around you about who you are. That must be just one way that people read you, but there are so many other actions that you may do during your day to day activities that create those vibes which people may read about you.

Call Vibes as feelings or energies or any other word that you may best relate to, the fact is that you cannot ignore it as they sometimes are responsible for your actions as well. Sometimes we go back in our life and regret certain actions that we may have been a part of – but have we stopped to think that at that time it felt so right to do the same; at that time your vibes were in place to make you do what you did. Is it that you would stop trusting your vibes?

I personally wouldn’t as I feel through them. They are unspoken words. People give out certain vibes based on which they receive the necessary re-actions back to them. If some is throwing a lot of attitude or you feel the person is not the same anymore in a relationship over a period of time – what do they get back usually in return? Their loved ones will feel those vibes and will distance away.

No matter how many words you use to deny what you feel, your vibes would accurately say everything that you are thinking and feeling. Accept or deny; your vibrations can create you or your illusion of denial.

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True Lies…

September 11, 2008

It’s a little past my bed time and I am sitting here feeling the stab of a new wound within me after my previous post “The Known Lie”. The pain and the burning sensation of the wound is making me think real hard. I am thinking why would people lie in their most closest relationships. What is it that gives them this need to lie? At one point in time, they will tell you that you mean a lot to them and that they love you and blah blah and more blah but still would turn around and will lie to you about the most silliest of things – what would you choose to believe they they truly love you or lying comes easiest to them?

A plain simple thought also crosses my mind. These people may be have got so accustomed in lying that they don’t really seem to realize that lying is coming very naturally and easy to them. It’s as if it has got embedded in their personalities. They have lost the realization to realize that they maybe lying. They themselves have got it installed as a software in their brains which has now lost its capacity to recognize the signals that the words and thoughts which are being communicated across is a lie and that it needs to be stopped.

I am not sure, but have these people also lost the awareness that lies are something that anyone would most easily catch? People would know that you are lying to them, doesn’t matter how many post graduate degrees, you think you would have earned in this subject. How many times do you think you would get away by lying? You would really think that the others are such fools that they would never feel or realize at any time – especially people who are close to you & the ones that read and understand you?

Or is it that truth in today’s times has become really difficult to be spoken about. You have a loved one whom you are constantly lying to, every time and over and over again. The lies would be over the most regular day to day activities and conversations. You may even have a zillion reasons to do the same – insecurity, ego or maybe just plain sadist pleasure; whatever it is you know the best. However, just “STOP” your self for a moment here.

Just what are you really getting out of it in return; after the pleasant sound of sadist pleasure and ego dies out? Would you still have the trust, the relationship, the compassion and the love of the person with whom you have just lied to? Have you ever thought about that you are holding a dagger in your hand and digging out big holes in your own relationship with that person?

Have you stopped to think, what your personality has gotten changed to, by doing this frequently day in day out? Are you the real person that you were meant to be?

Fine, let me buy this argument and aspect that from the lying person’s perspective that no one knows or can prove that they have been lying. All right, none of your loved one has realized that you have been lying and keeping the real truth away from them.

They don’t know BUT “YOU DO”.
YOUR conscience does.
YOUR Mind does.
YOU will always know that you DID lie about something which you didn’t had to in the first place and there was no need or fear for you to.
YOU SIMPLY DO.

Can you simply live with yourself even after knowing the above? If the answer to this question is “NO”, then you still have the chance to fix it. You know best what you need to do.

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September 11th 2001…

September 11, 2008

Courtesy: http://news.hereisthecity.com

It was an exceptionally clear summer morning in New York City. As former City mayor Rudolph Giuliani said, ‘the skyline was surreally beautiful against a backdrop of the purest blue.’ It was September 11th, 2001. 2,792 people were to lose their lives that day, after the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center.

For many who work in the financial markets, the story of Cantor Fitzgerald has become a symbol of the tragedy that overcame the civilised world seven year’s ago………..

‘If they set out to bomb American capitalism – to hit at the heart of the American economy – the terrorists could not have done better than to kill off Cantor Fitzgerald. The international brokerage firm was responsible for transacting 200 billion dollars of securities a day, or 50 trillion dollars a year – more then than the American and New York Stock Exchanges and Nasdaq combined.

Its brokers and traders were, for the most part, young and extremely successful, an abundance of alpha males and females working high in the sky, a hundred floors above Wall Street. Many of them met when they were single and then passed all the milestones together. They went to each other’s weddings, the christenings of their children. They rented summer houses together. They hired siblings and friends. Nepotism wasn’t frowned on – it was encouraged. Brothers hired brothers and brothers-in-law, and second cousins. Friends hired friends…….

At 8.46am on September 11th, American Airlines Flight 11, bound for Los Angeles from Boston’s Logan Airport, tore through the clear Manhattan sky and struck the north side of Tower One of the World Trade Center. The twenty thousand gallons of fuel the Boeing 767 was carrying for the cross-country flight ignited on impact, causing fires that burned at more than two thousand degrees.

The plane…hit at the 93rd floor….Cantor Fitzgerald operated out of the 101st through 105th floors. Of the firm’s 1,000 New York employees, 658 were lost…….In the coming days the number of dead and missing will be staggering. Of the wives, thirty-eight were pregnant, fourteen of them for the first time. Forty-six of the lost were engaged to be married; there were at least two weddings planned for the following weekend. Worst of all, these were young people with young families, some with three and four children. Nine hundred and fifty-five sons and daughters lost a father or a mother’.

This and all those who lost their lives that day, we must never forget.

Excerpts from ‘On Top Of The World – The Remarkable Story of Howard Lutnick, Cantor Fitzgerald and The Twin Towers Attack’ by Tom Barbash.

The value of life didn’t seem to exist in the minds of those who masterminded this. This was truly heart wrenching for me when I read this. “Nine hundred and fifty-five sons and daughters lost a father or a mother” – what on earth did these people do to deserve this?

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Ubuntu – I Am Because You Are

September 10, 2008

A concept, that I was introduced at Sanity Found. What really got me attracted to this concept was its tag line and Meaning “I Am Because You Are”. It’s powerful when you hear some one say it and the entire feeling of this one tag line with mere five words in it goes to say and mean quite a lot.

What would Ubuntu mean to me? In one line, it means to people all the people in my life who have loved me unconditionally – My friends, my family, my mentors, my tutors, my coaches – everyone who comes here and reads my blogs and comments.

People have been parts of my past have contributed in their own way in the past; to make my present. People who form my present are contributing to make my future. No matter who ever you are and where you are located, the mere relationship with you even if it’s for a mean second is making me who I am.

It’s your kindness, your brutal honesty, your feedback, your love, your gifts, your touch and that presence of a feeling that you exist in my life makes me who I am. People need people to help them be successful – doesn’t matter if you are related or complete strangers to them.

You may not be even aware that you would have been a reason for someone else’s success as well. It’s all a chain all connected by that feeling of something being present in all of us -a connection or a bond if I had to put some words to describe it.

This post on “I Am Because You Are” is my way of saying Thank You for being who you have been to me all this while – a friend, a foe, an acquaintance or a family member; doesn’t matter what your relationship with me is – “I Am Because You Are”.

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The Privileged Factor!

September 9, 2008

The idea of having the ideal parents in your life would be on all our wish list. It’s after all having that ideal supportive family environment that lays the base and the foundation of one having their mental and emotional stability. Really?

However what if one is not lucky and was not born with a set of the most perfect parents. What if one didn’t have any or either of them? Are they considered any less privileged than the others?

Let’s be honest, some of our most cultured and so called “Educated and Sophisticated” Indian Society still happens to thinks otherwise. Giving those look of sympathies and the exclamations “Oh! How bad, he/she doesn’t have a mother/father”. The judgmental behavior of not wanting to be associated or forming any new relation with someone just because their parents don’t exist in a way like everyone else’s is rampant like a plaque.

Being nosy about one’s background and past comes very easy to some to be able to form a complete brick wall image about someone who wasn’t as lucky to have a “Mother” or “Father” who existed the way the “Society” would deem fit.

This is for all those ignorant “so called Educated” yet “absolutely illiterate’s in their Heads and Soul” – look around in your own house and relations. Before sending out the sounds of those ultrasonic sympathies clean your glasses or get your eye sight completely examined. These very same people are neither unlucky nor under privileged in any way. They are “Human Beings” first. Hear them and pay attention to them, they are those who understand the meaning of relations and value and also know how to appreciate it  far better any of you would do.

They know the meaning of a real family and will in fact turn around to be the best parents themselves. Have a good look at some of these people, they will be some who will be the most down to earth and humble with what they have achieved in their life unlike those who have everything and still seem to rant non stop about things that they lack in their life.

The basis of judging one can’t be about what their “F$C#&D up” parents did, but what constitutes within them as real persons in their own individual life. Take pride that you know such people in your personal life who can teach you the real meaning of having those relations that you currently boast non stop about.

Consider yourself blessed that probably now you have an opportunity in your life to be the strength in that individual’s life that doesn’t have what you must have always had. Being someone’s strength is a blessing in disguise and you would be the one turning your own blessings into a curse.

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Phase.

September 3, 2008

Something is wrong and I don’t know why,
Something doesn’t feel right, I still don’t know why
I am not able to figure out why I feel this way,
May be it’s just one of those days.

Feeling the lost interest in something that I would have laid my life on
Feeling the path and the ground as if I am moving on
Looking back at the past, I sure had a good time
You can never weigh those moments in just one dime.

Probably its one of my life’s transitioning phase
I feel I am walking out of my own confusing maize.
I wish to feel better within me soon
Need to wait for the peace that would come along when one sees the moon.

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Friendship.

August 30, 2008

This aspect completely rules my life. It’s my food, my water, my electricity, my air, my land that I walk on and the sea that I swim in. My life revolves on this tomato sauce which is the base that I would use first on my pizza bread before putting on any more toppings. It’s the only relationship that I feel is the base before you make any more relationships.

I believe if you can’t be a good friend, then you can’t be a good father, mother, brother, sister, husband, fiancée etc. It’s the foundation and a brick wall for every relationship.

Everyone has their own description of a “true friend”. Each one of us has a clear picture on what an ideal friendship is according to them. This is my picture of what friends and friendship is all about:

1. A friend to me is someone whom I can be myself with, without having to pretend to be someone whom I am not.

2. A friend to me is someone with whom I can have the conversation about any god damn thing in this world without realizing the time on the clock.

3. A friend to me is someone with whom, I say exactly what I want to say; someone with whom I don’t need to choose my words – and who understands that this is who I am.

4. A friend to me is someone, who would sit down and talk and communicate with me and explain very practically about why he/she feels I would be doing something wrong.

5. A friend to me is someone who doesn’t judge me as a person, just because I am unable to get along with my parents or spouse.

6. A friend to me is someone who believes in my judgment and gives me that space to make my mistakes and helps me correct the same.

7. A friend to me is someone who gives me that sense of comfort and a feeling of security in the relationship that no matter if anyone tries to influence him/her against it – nothing would hamper this relationship.

8. A friend to me is someone who never gives up on you and your strengths – becomes a walking talking positive idol, who speaks positivity when you are feeling negative.

9. A friend to me is someone who will defend me in front of strangers and slap me when alone if I did something wrong.

10. A friend to me is someone who believes in the relationship of friendship.

I hereby very confidently state, that the above are not my check list for making new friends but something that I will be to all my worthy friends who have given me all of the above and make my friendship with them something with which I would always want to live by.

Raise a Toast to say Cheers to the most beautiful relationship in this whole world – Friendship.

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Genres of Distance.

August 30, 2008

In mathematics, Distance = Rate x Time. Create a distance with a person, place, habit, or a thing; the rate and time that you create it with equates to its relevant size or type of distance. Multiplying the factors of rate and time, adds on to your size of “Distance”.

How truly it gets implied in our lives as well? The word itself makes you think how far have you gone or travelled. You may have travelled very far from home, or just plainly are distant with your own self. You can also be one of those people where distance may have made your heart grow fonder and worked wonders in your personal life or one of those people who would have distanced themselves with a habit that you would have carried on for years all together.

Distance, can you run away from it or should you? Is it a pro or a con in your life?

In professional life, distance works great. Imagine being away from work, on a nice long forever lasting vacation sitting by the beach blogging. {Oh! How much I crave for that} Or just being plainly away from that nagging boss, or annoying colleagues and have never to remember office politics for a while.

In personal life, you may be creating a distance by breaking off from some normal routine or simply just a loved one. While in your professional life, having that phase of distance would be something that you would really crave for it to happen and would intentionally bring it on; in your personal life it would be the hardest thing to go through.

Imagine having to distance yourself from a sport that you would have always loved the most, or having to distance yourself from an everyday routine that you have been always addicted to.

In relationships, distance at times can work for the best or the worst. It can help you reflect on how much the opposite person would mean to you, or make you reflect on if it’s really worth it.

The genres of distance in relationships would not be as simple as the one you would create for yourself in your professional life. Two individuals may have mutually decided to stay apart for some time to reflect back on the base, strength and the foundation of their relationships to then come together and have an open ended discussion about it. The rate of the distance here would be controlled and decided by consent and communication.

However, at times certain people would create distance without any such mutual consideration. It just happens to be a completely one sided affair without any clarity or information of their thoughts.

These are the types that I personally and so completely detest. No one would understand what’s really going on. None of the parties are clear as to where they are heading leading to a complete non directional relationship.

Then there would come a time that the situation would be so tense and so uncomfortable that the smallest of innocent action from either of the side would become a big sensitive issue.

Along with distance, another demon would come along to play the monkey in between – “Time”. The longer the time gap, the longer you would go without any verbal or non verbal communication. Both would feel really uncomfortable and jittery to come together and speak it out.

Now, human beings have this uncanny sense of realization to be able to realize what’s happening. If they still choose not to speak up and allow the time monkey to continue to play in their life, they would then reach a point that none of them would be able to broach the topic anymore leading to a complete dead end and a point of no return for that relationship.

Honestly speaking, I hate any kind of distances in my personal life even those that I know may not be any good for me. The reason being, that I believe anything and everything can come to a conclusion by a simple channel of communication and an open minded discussion.

Doesn’t matter even if you reach that conclusion of not being able to be together anymore, at least you would have had the sense of satisfaction of getting your point heard and vice versa along being clear what went wrong in the first place to ensure that it never repeats itself again.

Clarity and communication is something that I would choose to be my Iron men to avoid any kind of distant situations. Life is way too short to allow such demons to play with our life’s and people whom we so care about.

Feed the Iron Men not the Demons.

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The Optimist’s Creed!

July 16, 2008

For those who know me well, would account that I need changes in my life to keep me going. I need to change to grow. Also, I just get bored of being the old myself. I need to know where I have to improve to move on and move ahead in life. I want to change for my own betterment. 

A change for me is something that has to be positive all the time. I believe in having the faith that when you want good things to come in your life; they WILL – simply because you are positive about them coming to you. I understand and have experienced that sometimes it just hard to be positive continuously day in & day out in your life. There are times and minutes and seconds that you forget that you are being attracted towards negativity and you then get a constant flow of negative thoughts in your mind. Then what do you do? How do you come back to being positive, cheerful, satisfied and content during those times? 

A simple thing that has been working for me is music, my friends and a constant reminder of certain things that I keep in front of me. Now, I know, a lot of people may have tried this and said, that over a period of time this fades away, however I challenge that you come out and challenge your own self to avoid letting it fade away from your life. 

Now, my main intention for writing this post is to share what I have put up in front of me everyday. All that I ever believed in, I found it all consolidated on Website of “The Secret” {Previous posts on “The Secret Part – I” & “The Secret – A Review”}.

It is called the Optimist’s Creed which has been written by Christian D. Larson almost 100 years ago. It’s very strange or call it God’s will that I landed on that exact page and also had it delivered in my mail box couple of days ago. This one contains just about everything that I have always talked about with people, just about every word that I completely BELIEVE in to its very core. 

I now have its print out on my soft board on my desk where I see it everyday and all it helps me do is to remind me to make a Promise everyday. Make sure to use the words “I Promise” at the beginning of every statement.  

Hope it helps & hits some of you as well. Let me know how it goes though, irrespective.

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