Try To Make Someone Happy...

           Making someone happy is a matter of being sensitive to one’s needs. Many pursue the common approach of knowing what the other wants in order to bring them happiness, but the truth however is that we don’t need to know what they want. Instead, we should be observant to the subtleties of their aspirations.

            There are ways to know the things that can make someone happy. But the first thing we need to do is to let go our own definition of happiness. Let us always remember that people are different, what makes happiness for one may not be for the other. An effective method to know what can make someone happy is to be sensitive to their concerns. If we truly care about knowing what would constitute happiness to a person it is wise to open our awareness to the things they treasure.  

          Still, we don’t have to look far to know what brings happiness to a person. More often than not, a simple display of genuine concern is sufficient to brighten someone’s life.

          Extending happiness can be as simple as a touch of affection. Have you felt what it’s like to be in the loving arms of the people you love? Don’t you feel happy and assured by the caress of your special someone? I’m sure you do, especially when you are at your most vulnerable. Remember that touch has hidden power, and it’s one of the longing of every person.

         If you want to make someone happy you have to learn to appreciate them more. Be Appreciative. Give credits to the accomplishments one makes—no matter how little—and give importance to the efforts they’ve made. People need to be appreciated one way or another, and by being generously appreciative, you are sure to extend happiness to someone.

           Helping someone proves to be the most noble form of bringing happiness to someone. Nothing brings much greater delight to a person than finding a helping hand to aid him in his moments of need. Extend a helping hand. All of us need a lending hand once in a while and we feel very happy when someone gives themselves when we needed the most. Be alert for this opportunity if you want give someone a dose of happiness.

            Have you ever wondered why having a sense of humor is a plus factor for a person? Being with a person who is jolly, lighthearted and humorous illuminates our spirit. No matter how our day goes, when we’re in the company of a jovial character, it never fails to make us happy. Try to Make someone smile. Make an effort of putting a smile on someone’s face and you’ll never be forgotten.

             It is said that kindness is the universal language of love. By being kind to someone we are expressing our concern for the other. Kindness makes us realize our connection with others; irrespective of any barriers, any show of kindness portrays an act of love. When someone shows kindness it lifts our spirits and gives us an unexplainable feeling of gratitude. It makes us happy knowing that someone have made an effort to go out of their way just to extend their grace.

 

            Stop being deaf and blind to the obvious needs of others, learn to let go of yourself to clearly see the manifestation of someone’s longing, and from there we can figure out the most memorable gift we can give to make someone happy.

Somethings to Think Upon...

1. Maybe. . we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.

 

2. Maybe. . . when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us.

 

3. Maybe. . .it is true that we don't know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives.

 

4. Maybe. . . the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

 

5. Maybe. . . the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures and heartaches.

 

6. Maybe. . . you should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do.

 

7. Maybe. . . there are moments in life when you miss someone -- a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more.

 

8. Maybe.. . . the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.

 

9. Maybe. . you should always try to put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too.

 

10. Maybe. .you should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone.

 

11. Maybe. .giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but, if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours.

 

12. Maybe.. . . happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives.

 

13. Maybe. . . you shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.

 

14. Maybe. . you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy

 

15. Maybe. . . you should try to live your life to the fullest because when you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling but when you die, you can be the one who is smiling and everyone around you crying.

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

          

        The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

         I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

         I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!"  and she gave me a giant squeeze.

           "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."

         "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated   her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm  getting one!"

       she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.  We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we  would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she  easily made friends wherever she went.

       She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed  upon her from the other students. She was living it up.  At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our  football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and  stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the  microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

           As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up  If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year  and don't do one productive thing; you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but  rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out  in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun  all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in  tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be  all you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of  advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

       These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

       We make a Living by what we get; We make a Life by what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.   If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. "Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there."

Live Each Day to the Fullest

Live each day to the fullest. Get the most from each hour,

each day, and each age of your life. Then you can look forward

with confidence and back without regrets. Be yourself, but be

your best self. Dare to be different and to follow your star. And

don’t be afraid to be happy. Enjoy what is beautiful. Love with

all your heart and soul. Believe that those whom you love, love

you. Forget what you have done for your friends, and

remember what they have done for you. Disregard what the

world owes you, and concentrate on what you owe the world.

When you are faced with a decision, make that decision as

wisely as possible—then forget it. The moment of absolute certainty

never arrives. Above all, remember that God helps those

who help themselves. Act as if everything depended on you and

pray as if everything depended on God.

Don’t Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low, and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns.

And many a person turns about,

When he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,

You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up,

When he might have captured the victor’s cup;

And he learned too late when the night came down,

How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out,

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems so far.

So stick in the fight when you’re hardest hit,

It’s when things seem worse,

That you must not quit.

The Man in the Glass

When you get what you want in your struggle for self

And the world makes you king for a day,

Just go to the mirror and look at yourself

And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t your father or mother or wife

Whose judgment upon you must pass.

The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life

Is the one staring back from the glass.

You may be like Jack Horner and chisel a plum

And think you’re a wonderful guy.

But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum

If you can’t look him straight in the eye.

He’s the fellow to please—never mind all the rest,

For he’s with you clear to the end.

And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test

If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years

And get pats on the back as you pass.

But your final reward will be heartache and tears

If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.

The use of the male gender is acknowledged.

We chose not to alter the poem to make it politically correct.

Thanks for letting it be

Who Am I?

I am your constant companion.

I am your greatest helper or your heaviest burden.

I will push you onward or drag you down to failure.

I am completely at your command.

Half the things you do, you might just as well turn over to me,

And I will be able to do them quickly and correctly.

I am easily managed; you must merely be firm with me.

Show me exactly how you want something done,

And after a few lessons I will do it automatically.

I am the servant of all great men

And, alas, of all failures as well.

Those who are great, I have made great.

Those who are failures, I have made failures.

I am not a machine, though

I work with all the precision of a machine

Plus the intelligence of a man.

You may run me for profit, or run me for ruin;

It makes no difference to me.

Take me, train me, be firm with me

And I will put the world at your feet.

Be easy with me, and I will destroy you.

Who am I?

I am habit!

Desiderata

          Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. 

              Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

           Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

         Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

        Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

              You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

               Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

        With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond

measure.

It is our Light, not our darkness, that most

frightens us.

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant,

gorgeous, talented, fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God. Your playing small does

not serve the World.

There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so

that other people won’t feel unsure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God

that is within us.

It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.

As we let our own Light shine; we unconsciously

give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear; our

presence automatically liberates others.

  —Marianne Williamson

Good Enough

My child, beware of “good enough,”

It isn’t made of sterling stuff;

It’s something anyone can do;

It marks the many from the few.

The flaw which may escape the eye

And temporarily get by

Shall weaken underneath the strain

And wreck the ship, the car or plane.

With “good enough,” the car breaks down,

And one falls short of high renown.

My child, remember and be wise,

In “good enough,” disaster lies.

With “good enough,” the failures rest

And lose the one who gives the best.

Who stops at “good enough” shall find

Success has left them far behind.

For this is true of you and your stuff—

Only the best is “good enough.”

S T A Y

             A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.

"Your son is here," she said to the old man.

           She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.

        Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack,he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent.. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

              The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.  Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile.He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.

            Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

         Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.

              "Who was that man?" he asked.

        The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.

           "No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life.."

            "Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?" 
            "I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed." I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey. His Son was Killed in Iraq today, and I was sent to inform him. What was this Gentleman's Name?

           The Nurse with Tears in her Eyes answered, "Mr. William Grey............."

        The next time someone needs you ....... just be there.  Stay.

WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.

WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.

Cab Ride (Beautiful Story)

         Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living.One night I took a fare at 2:30 am , when I arrived to collect, the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once.

          But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door.This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.So I walked to the door and knocked.

          Just a minute,' answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. 

          By her side was a small nylon suitcase The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

         'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said.I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

             

Me against Myself

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 hai ye zindagi...???

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Barish ki pehli bund ka girna

aur tera yun muskurana , wo lamha ,wohi hai zindagi !

Shama aur Patange ki  takrar me 

Shama ka yun jalkar rona , wohi hai zindagi !

Sagar ko Chand pe roz marta hua dekh Chand se kuchh chahat si ho jana

par Chand  to Chandani ka hi hona, wohi hai zindagi !

Pagal Pawan ke bharose Kashti ko chhod dena

aur Khud ko bich samandar pana, wohi hai zindagi !

Raat k sannate me, Dard ki aahate sunate huye bhi,

Taaron ki dori se khushi ke sapne bunana, wohi hai  zindagi !