Sunday, August 28, 2011

Getting married !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

These are some collections of quotes i have
"Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. In marriage the little things are big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to0 say I love you at least once a day. It never going to sleep angry. It is at no time talking the other for granted. It is a relationship in which the independence is equal, dependence is mutual and obligation is reciprocal."

"It is not only marrying right partner; its being the right partner.
They are not said to be husband and wife who merely sit together,
rather they alone are called husband and wife who have one soul
in two bodies"

DEDICATED TO THE TWO SISTERS I KNOW FARZ AND RIZ

I first came across this when i was watching this movie In her shoes featuring Cameron Dias as Maggie feller, and Toni collete as Rose feller. Two sisters and their story..... this climax scene Maggie reads out this legendary poem..... I noted it down then in 2005.... I had no clue i will know these two sisters now... but ya worth the effort of keeping it in mind and now sharing it with them. Here it goes Farz and Riz for both of you.
"I carry your heart with me. I carry it in my heart. I am never without it. Anywhere I go, you go, my dear. And whatever is done by only me... is your doing, my darling. I fear no fate... for you are my fate, my sweet. I want no world, for, beautiful... you are my world, my true. Here is the deepest secret no one knows. Here is the root of the root... and the bud of the bud... and the sky of the sky of a tree called life... which grows higher than the soul can hope... or mind can hide. It is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart."

I think this one will bring tears to your eyes Maggie reads it out after walking out on Rose after a fight
"The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem... f... filled... with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster. Even losing you... the joking voice, a gesture I love... I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like... Write it!... like disaster."

Saturday, September 25, 2010

LOVE'S LABOUR IS NEVER LOST

LOVE’S LABOUR IS NEVER LOST
Here is a story which we all who are in/were a relationship have experienced more than once.
I found this with a women’s point of view. I liked it though, hope you like it to, and do leave you comments.

My husband is an engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against this broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons for me loving him before and have now transformed in to the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision that I wanted a divorce. “Why?” he asked shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemed to be in deep thought at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? Finally he asked me:”what can I do to change your mind?”
Somebody said it right:” it’s hard to change a person’s personality” and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered:” Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind – Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?” He said “I will give you your answer tomorrow...” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door.
The note read:”My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further”. This first line was already breaking my heart, I continued reading…”When you use the computer, you always mess up the software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore those programs and wife off your tears.
You always leave the house keys behind, so I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your ‘good friend’ approaches every month; I have to save my pals so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs.
So I can hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your face…
So, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more that I do, I could not pick that flower and die...”
My tears dropped on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. I continued reading…. “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside, like every day with your favorite bread and fresh milk.
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread. Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone.
That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades always, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model; it could be the dullest and boring form. Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands. And that’s the reason enough to live.






LABOUR

Thursday, February 12, 2009

WHY DID GOD CREAT SEX?

GOD DOSENT MAKE MISTAKES,AND HE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS DOING WHEN HE DIDNT MAKE THE ACT OF SEX SIMPLER...........
Why did God create sex? Most people will answer. "For procreation!" To make new human beings! Right ....... Thank you! But there's gotta be more to it Why did god have to make sex so embarassing? So humbling So sexy? And why did he, being so religious himself make it such an 'unreligious' thing,
Why did you have to make it so sexy, God? God could easily have made sex to function by some other much less controversial process, just as he did for amoeba! Amoeba just divide. That way sex would have been much less sensational, less un orthodox, less shameful less sensual, but of course also less pleasureable!!!! ;)
He could have made it just functional and much less controversial and taboo! - by rubbing hands together, for example, or by pouring fertilising fluid over eggs as He made most fish do, without any of the sexually explicit mating and those coupling mechanics!!! couldnt He????
Of course He could have if he is god at all, He could have created it as simple as kissing someones little finger!!!! Much less embarrassing!!!! That's for sure!!!! Then we wouldnt have had all these moral complications and implications, and ahve to deal with all these resulting tricky situations and seductive tempations, and hide out and 'do it' in secret, in sleazy love motles!!!

Well, the answer is plain and simple, that god dosent make mistakes and he knew exactly what he was doing when he didnt creat it simpler, and created sex, as is ! And so you can safely assume that he had some ulterior motives or designs, his own sectret agenda, when he created sex the way he did!!!! And the question becomes :' what were his motives?'
To discover gods motives we need to analyse the sex phenomenon closer. We all know that sex dosent come that easy no matter how libral we claim to be. There are some hitches that make sex quite an obstable course, quite a challenge, even moral taboos aside.
In order to even meet someone, we first need to admit that we have a need which is hard for some of us. We need to admit that we need, like or even love someboday at the glorious pleasures and other rewards of sex.
But naturally we are afraid to even admit that, as we have to be rejected! And so, we are forced to overcome fear. Sex teaches us faith and courage.
In order to enjoy sex, we need to get unified with another human being to even get physically close enough together for sexual gratification. We need to overcome our pride to make friends, to be kind, romantic, or in case of couples we may need to overcome disunity, disagreement, to forgive or humble ourselves to be forgiven, and put aside petty conflicts of the day!!!! Sex teaches us humility! we have to give to receive. We have to share ourselves, to give affection, and we need to help each other get to the point where we would like to be. That s sex teaching unselfishness, love and charity.
Sex teaches us confidence, boldness and appropriating faith to get the good things of life, even if they are so calld forbidden fruits! Grace stands far above the law ever can!!!! It teaches us that the ultimate hidden truth is much higher and stronger that the mommandment, and that the naked truth will set us free. Sex also teaches us that in ourselves we are not sufficient to reach the truth.
God already gets a lot of mileage out of the basics of sex, in the way of godly values. If we just were made to shake hands to procreate, we would all have stayed bottled up little islands, with no need to break down any walls between us whatsoever. Society as we know it might never have come into existence, we would ahve killed each other over the timiest difference of opinion.
Thats it ladies and gentlemen next time you think of sex remember it takes one to have one!!!


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

space and togetherness

Let there be spaces in our togetherness. 
     And let the winds of the heavens dance between us.  
Let us love one another, but not make bond of love,
     let it rather be a moving sea between the shares of our souls.
Fill each others cup, but drink not from one cup.
    Give one another of our bread, but not eat from same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous,
    but let each one of us be alone.
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver
    with same music.
Let us give our hearts, but not into each others keeping,
   for only the hand of life can contain our hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together,
   for pillars of temple stand apart.
And the oak tree and the apress grow not into each others shadow.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

cycle of life.....

cycle of life ....... life comes in full circle . So to say but has many dimension to it before it actually dose.


"Its 7 30 now, if it was not for a nutcraking repeat telecast of mtv roadies 6, i would have reached my hospital on time." I was thinking loudly while rushing thru a rawa idle followed by a cup of tea, took a rick to travel a distance of about 1.5 km, which i normally walk this would only save my energy not time sadly the signal at southend goes for full 180 sec , i take about 5 min to walk that distance and same time in a rick. Working on a sunday night means treating drunken rich brats for crashing their bike or techi junkies who find that sunday is the only day doctors are free , even when they have some problem for past three days.



As usual night shift started with some guy bleeding from his leg i didnt ask him how it happend just asked him where , its taken for granted by me on a sunday night how this can happen. then came the dude who hit the first guy , then one drunked husband crashed on median and wife was injured bastard was left un scratched. i was busy handeling these people when one of my staff asked me " Sir there is a lady outside with aching tummy and wants so see a lady doc" . MAN having so much blood on my hands that ticked me off i yelled back " there is no lady doc you can hunt around other hospital on a sunday" all the while thinking dose it show on my face i am not professional !!!!!!!!!! either way the couple walked in my office . being married for three years this couple were trying to have a baby for 2 years. so going by my expericence sent her for a pregnancy test. mean while recieved a code blue from the icu . i heard my self think allowed " yaar go so busy with these out patient forgot about the old lady who was very critical inside sadly there was nothing we could do to save here she had multi organ failure and age 75 none the less we lost her and there was where the cycle of life ended on my night shift ..................................

Was sitting reflecting , which i do everytime i lose a patient my cordless buzzzzed it was the lab a sweet voice said " sir the urine prenancy test you asked for on the mrs WWW 's sample have returned positive " i broke this news for the couple and both of them were so happy they hugged each other . :-) and left me thinking very deeply about how the end of cycle fades and brighten up to form a new begining ............................. just thanked god for all beautiful things and lied down with a anticipation to be woken up for some sos call..