Dancing Feel Good Tryst

Have you ever wondered what smiling, indeed, is all about. Well, it is one of the most beautiful state-of-existence every one of us wants to be all the time. But it doesn't happen so quite often. Right?

I have always been wondering how one can prolong this state for more days and months and years and not the other extreme i.e. for hours, minutes and seconds. Its like a Sudoku puzzle with the 3 Levels : Easy, Medium and Hard. Sometimes, its so simple, sometimes, its so not-so-simple and sometimes, its not-at-all-simple.

On the other day, I was watching Dance India Dance, a program telecasted in Zee TV. There was this guy named, Yashwant from Rajasthan, whose sheer innocence and charisma, pounded my heart to beat atleast 3 beats faster for sometime. There was this-something in him, which made me wonder "If there are more people like him, I wonder whether Oxford dictionary alikes would be able to maintain the word 'Sadness' in their word-list for a long time"

This is what happened :
Yashwant from Banswada(Rajastan) gave his audition. He has done all his practice from TV. His dream was to meet the judges of the show and see them through his live eyes. When he came to the stage, his eyes were showing the excitement on seeing the judges. When the audition ended, the judges were of the view that he should come next year. His response was something which made me think and remember him for a long time for the smile he carried throughout :
"Sir, main rajastan ke ek chote se shahar se hoon. Maine practice sirf aapko TV pe deh dekh kekeeya hai. Main sahee mein truly bol rahaan hoon kee main yahaan ke layak naheen hoon. Kyonkee iss program ka level bahut ooncha ho gaya hai. Mera sapna tha kee main aapko real mein dekhoon. Jab aap bahar bheed mein se aa rahe the, tab main aapko haath bhee naheen de paaya tha. Main aapko promise karta hoon sir, kee agle saal aur mehnat ke baad pheer aaonga. Bus ek request hai sir (there was a cap which he used for the audition). Agar aap yeh topee mere sar pe takdeer ke topee samajh ke pehnaa de (Actually, the person who gets selected gets a cap from the judges as a token, called 'Takdeer Kee Topee') to mujhe…."

Forget all the above conversation, what was evident from his face was that his was a character who deserves to be applauded for being so simple and straight. The judges, of course, applauded him and gave him his version of takdeer kee topee and said they can’t forget him. And the guy went out with the same genuine smile with him.

Sometimes a small deed, a small gesture, would make us think about the different facets of the people. I just wanted to capture this beautiful one in writing, less it shoves away in the sands of time.

Faith Walks

Some stories turn your heads towards them. Because they have something in them which makes you think "Wow!!!This is something !!!".

As told by Jude Stringfellow(the owner):
Faith was rescued by my son Reuben on January 21, 2003, when he and his friend Johnny, the owner of Princess, jumped over the fence of the flea market area that Princess was raised to guard. Princess wasn't exactly the mothering kind. She was literally terminating Faith's life because she knew instinctively that Faith was unable to battle the other puppies for a place to feed. Faith was weak, small, runtish, and mostly she was nearly dead. Reuben grabbed Faith out from under Princess and smuggled her under his jersey.

When Reuben brought Faith to us she had 3 actual legs, but the left front leg was badly deformed, placed backward, upside down, and it had more toes on it than normal dog legs. The leg was removed when she was 7 months old when it began to atrophy

Her owner, Jude Stringfellow, using a spoon with peanut butter as an incentive taught Faith to hop but Faith decided on her own to walk.



And the sentence which I want to emphasize again and again is "Faith decided on her own to walk". She walked her life with her. Let us all Live and Walk Our Life the way it should be.

A Feel-Good Tryst

On Dussehra, I went to my brother's place. It was quite an enjoyful experience. Would like to narrate one small incident which happened in the midst of all the hue and cry. We all went to Ayyappa temple on the occasion of Dussehra to get the much needed and never-ending yearning of blessings.

After paying our homages to the God, we went straight or rather our bikes paved itself to the Idli-Dosa stall nearby. We ordered masala dosas and were engulfed into tasting the yummy-crispy food in our plates. Just then this guy came and ordered for himself the same menu as was ours. Nothing unusual uptil now.

Here comes a lady who was begging for some alms. She went to this guy asking for some favours and without a hesitation guess-what this guy did. He asked her as to whether she wants something to eat. She said she wanted to have some vada-sambar. He promptly gave the order and gave the vada-sambar plate to the lady.

That was quite a different aspect of helping street beggars. In this way, you feel happy and the receiver is also happy. Had it been a child (God forbid) then giving a small chocolate to him/her would be the best thing you would feel about yourself. Its just a way of taking things in a different way. If you really wanna help, give them something to remember or something to cherish....you may never know it could bring the much needed smile to their lips and the best part -- it would bring smile to your lips....think about it and try it

Underestimate At Your Own Risk

A lady, in a faded gingham dress and her husband, in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the Boston train. They were to meet the President of Harvard University. When they reached the venue, by seeing their simple attire, the secretary was in a dilemma as to whether she should pave them in to meet her boss.

For hours the secretary ignored them but their determination of not-to-budge-until-meet-the-President attitude finally took them inside the The Cabin. The President obviously was not entertained by seeing them in such a simple and un-sophisticated look but gave them some time to listen to their say.

The parents had a son who had attended Harvard for 1 year. But was accidentally killed in a mishap. As as he was very happy during his short stay in Harvard, so they wanted to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on the campus.

The President was shocked. And said "We can’t put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery.” The lady said "Oh no, we were thinking of giving a building to Harvard in his memory". The President rolled his eyes and said "“A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? We have overseven and a half million dollars in the physical buildings here at Harvard.” The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, “Is that all itcosts to start a university? Why don’t we just start our own?”Her husband nodded.

Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away traveling to California where they established the memorial of their son and you guessed it right...it is Stanford University.

The authenticity of this story is still debated but whether fake or real, it indeed is a good story for us to consider that no matter how small or insignificant a person may look like or be in his nature, Never ever can anyone in this universe estimate the true self of simplicity. For if you do so you would end up surprising yourself more often than not.

Carrying Things In Paradise

Sometimes, we carry things for more time than we should. Quite a simple story to illustrate this:

Two traveling monks reached a river where they met a young woman. Wary of the current, she asked if they could carry her across. One of the monks hesitated, but the other quickly picked her up onto his shoulders, transported her across the water, and put her down on the other bank. She thanked him and departed.

As the monks continued on their way, the one was brooding and preoccupied. Unable to hold his silence, he spoke out. "Brother, our spiritual training teaches us to avoid any contact with women, but you picked that one up on your shoulders and carried her!"
"Brother," the second monk replied, "I set her down on the other side, while you are still carrying her."

You see the woman could be replaced by virtually anything in this world ---- all depending on the way we take and perceive things. We have our own way of living life. Now the main thing which I am trying to stress is as to how much time we keep less-important things in our paradise(Our Mind) and for how long. Because the more we keep it, the more we delve into unnecessary chasms of irregularities

Just Another Unbelievable Story

We all love commentaries...be it cricket or football or tennis (they are the livewires who makes our adrenaline rush to its allowed limits though it often crosses while watching).....the likes of geoffrey boycott, harsha bhogle are many....and we have Dean du plessis.

Now who on earth is this guy --- I am quite sure that until today you would have joined me on the whereabouts of this hitherto anonymous name. This guy is a superb and brilliant commentator, he is one of his genre....the way he comments with precision and accuracy about the ongoing live cricket war on field is unbelievable.....the last word is not a typo because--- he is blind

Dean du plessis - a Zimbabawean commentator is all about self-belief and what it could do to your inner self. Wired up to the stump microphones, he can tell who is bowling from the footfalls and grunts, a medium or fast delivery by the length of time between the bowler's foot coming down and the impact of the ball on the pitch. He picks up a yorker from the sound of the bat rumming down on the ball, can tell whether the ball is in on-side or off-side and when it has hit pad rather than bat.

He cant deliver bowl by ball passage but works with the anchor. He has already shared the podium with Ravi Shastri, Geofrey Boycott, Tony Cozier and Bruce Yardley. This is quite an ardent display of believing what you are and to pursue your dream to the end and keeping that come-what-may-i-will-damn-reach-the goal attitude. Time to look inside us and rejuvenate those latent or made latent dreams to prop up and see the light of the day with some never to die vigors.

Making a Difference

Sometimes we come up with a brilliant and noble idea but when it comes to the execution part, which unfortunately is the most difficult part, we start thinking that we as individuals would not carry a say or for that sake, it doesn’t make any difference to others because that act may not be big enough to come into view. But in the larger sense, it is.

A beautiful story to keep up our momento intact, in doing good all the time, howsoever small the magnitude of the action may appear to be as it does a invaluable difference in the long run---to someone else.

My friend was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked along, he began to see another man in the distance. As he grew nearer, he noticed that the local native kept leaning down, picking something up and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he kept hurling things out into the ocean. As my friend approached even closer, he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that had washed up on the beach, and, one at a time, he was throwing them back into the water. My friend was puzzled.

He approached the man and said. “Good evening, friend. I was wondering what you are doing.”
“I’m throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see its low tide right now and all of these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don’t throw them back into the sea, they’ll die up here from lack of oxygen.”

“I understand,” my friend replied, “but there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can’t possibly get to all of them. There are simply too many. And don’t you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can’t you see that you can’t possibly make a difference?”

The local native smiled, bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and as he threw it back into the sea, he replied, “Made a difference to that one!”

Life is too short to hate anybody....Trust me!!!

We are born humans....we die humans. But during all the phases of our life, most of the times, we tend to be what we are not. We become what we should not. We become what is not right. And then everything just doesn't fit the things.

It is but natural that at the times of adversity, we become arrogant and we drift ourselves from the right....so much that we hurt others who are in contact with us. I would just say one thing : Remember that life is too short for keeping angst or hurting others. It may not be evident at present but when you are old, when you would have grandchildren's and when you look back in your life-canvas, you would see that there could have been instances where we could have made life more colorful, more meaningful, more joyful, and more less-painful for others.

So, during the most extreme times of the life, just keep this in mind.....no matter how bad the situation may be, there is always room for us to behave in the right sense and the right way. Just ask your heart and stick to its decisions. Things would surely see the light of the day sooner or later, but atleast you could be sure that no-one is hurt during the transition.

If we could practice this throughout our life, we would be making our small yet valuable contribution towards making Life, and indeed it is, a Miracle.

Sands and Stones

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?" The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."

That's how life is all about. Goodness should be kept close to our heart and badness, in any form, should be kept out of our heart's periphery.

Nature returns everything with Interest

A farmer in Scotland, by the name of Fleming, heard a voice calling for help. He immediately ran towards the call for help, and there he saw a boy neck-deep in quicksand. Fleming struggled to pull the boy up; he affectionaltely patted him and told him to go home. Then he returned to his farming job again.

Next day, a well dressed gentleman visited the farmer and thanked him for saving his son. He wished to reward the farmer but he declined saying that it was his duty. Looking at a little boy, the gentleman asked Fleming if that was his son. Fleming nodded and was told:"This boy, one day will make you proud!"

Then on, the gentleman took full responsibility for the upbringing and education of that boy. He grew up to become a world-renowned scientist. He was Alexander Fleming - inventer of Penicillin. A few months after his invention, the son of that gentleman was hit by a severe attack of pneumonia! His life was saved (the second time) with penicillin! He was Winston Churchill.

Nature has a wonderful and marvellous way of returning our goodness in mysterious ways....sometimes evident and logically fitting in our thinking and sometimes not. What goes around, comes around. Nature doesn't retain anything. It returns everything with interest.

He Gave Me Everything I Needed

This poem, by Swami Vivekananda, is so simple and beautiful in its content and context that the reader almost connects himself at one point or the other to it. And at last, quite amicably or rather surprisingly, you find everything that went before in this poem or in your life, falling in its place nicely.

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR STRENGTH ,

HE GAVE ME DIFFICULT SITUATIONS TO FACE .

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR BRAIN & BROWN ,

HE GAVE ME PUZZLES IN LIFE TO SOLVE .

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR HAPPINESS ,

HE SHOWED ME SOME UNHAPPY PEOPLE .

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR WEALTH ,

HE SHOWED ME HOW TO WORK HARD .

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR FAVORS,

HE SHOWED ME OPPORTUNITIES TO WORK HARD.

WHEN I ASKED GOD FOR PEACE ,

HE SHOWED ME HOW TO HELP OTHERS.

GOD GAVE ME NOTHING I WANTED ,

HE GAVE ME EVERYTHING I NEEDED

Hachiko : The World's most loyal dog

This real life story stands as an epitome of loyalty, whose measures are beyond the limits of any scales. The story is about a dog named, Hachiko (an Akita breed), who is remembered for his loyality to his owner even many years after his owner's death.

In 1924, Hachiko was brought to Tokyo by his owner, Hidesaburo Ueno, a professor at University of Tokyo. During his owner's life, Hachikō saw him off from the front door and greeted him at the end of the day, at the nearby Shibuya Station. Within a short span of time, the owner and his pet had developed quite an amicable bondage.

One evening, the professor didn't return on the usual train. He had suffered a stroke at the university on that day. His friend waited for the master thinking that he may come one day or the other. But as days passed, he could not find his master's face among the commuters. Efforts to bring him into a new home went in vain.

Commuters who knew Hachikō brought treats and food to nourish him during his wait. This continued for 10 years with Hachikō appearing only in the evening time, precisely when the train was due at the station. He died on 1935.

In Japan, Hachiko's faithfulness is regarded as a national symbol of loyalty. A bronze statue has been erected in his likeness at Shibuya station and guess who was the guest of honour at the time of unveiling --- Hachiko himself.

Life is an echo

There was this young boy who had a terrible quarrel with his mother(as is usual during our childhood days). He went out running and went to a hill. He shouted at the helm of his angst -- "I hate you". Almost pat came the reply --- "I hate you". The boy was startled and afraid. He ran back home and told his mother about the strange voice.

Mother, so she is, understood the context and told the boy to go back immediately and yell "I love you". The boy did the same and heard the reply as "I love you".

Now we all know what the context was - of course that was an echo. But if you read it carefully, the source of the echo was nature, which is the other name of Life. The message is crystal clear. If you love life, life would love you back. But the other way round, you dont leave any other choice for life to give you back.

Anyway

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never never be enough;
Give the world the best, you've got anyway.

You see in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them....anyway

Arthur Ashe's Why me ?

Tennis enthusiasts know him well or at the most heard the name. 

Arthur Ashe - the legendary player, had won 3 Grand Slams, when he was diagnosed with AIDS (due to accidental blood transfusion for a heart surgery).

From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which said :

"Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease ?"

To this Arthur Ashe replied :

The World over ------------------

5 crore children start playing tennis,

50 lakh learn to play tennis,

5 lakh learn professional tennis,

50000 comes to the circuit,

5000 reach Wimbledon,

4 to semi-final,

2 to the finals.

When I was holding a cup, I never asked GOD, "Why me?". 

And today in pain, I should not be asking GOD, "Why me ?"

It's interesting that during bad times, we question fate for choosing us the victim. We forget the same point when fate smiles and blesses us with happiness and joy. 

Life's fair or unfair is an understanding which varies depending on our maturity levels. 

We may not know the whole story, yet to be unfold, but we can always trust the story writer - The Creator.

Ways of thinking

A Man is going on a road,
Rain is the season, mates are toads,
Has to walk, default ‘coz of his mode,
No one else, to help reach his Abode

What is his mindset, let us see,
And compare ourselves to his Thee,
How the two sides of the same coin,
Makes a person, Abide from his toil

If He thinks as per cons,
He will end up with more horns,
Cursing, all the way, to his luck,
Hinders his ever decreasing buck,
Yes, he will exude greed and anger,
Emotions which he, ever linger,
Making the path more difficult as It is,
Taking him farther, than He is.

If He thinks as per prons,
No thing in the world can deter his way,
He don’t curse the stars or luck,
Instead, finds a way in every clutch,
Yes, he exudes cheerful & ‘come what may’
Taking into stride, whatever The say,
He attains the End without any gasps,
Without any reverie, long and big laps

Of the above, which is yours,
‘Prons’ than ‘cons’, would be the lure,
But it is the other way round,
Believe me, most of us are bound,
Bounded by the situations we in,
Bounded by the forces which make us in,
Bounded by physical and geographical demarche,
But not bounded for the efforts we can take,
To have the courage & heart to move on,
And not bounded to lose, when we can win

Forget To Give Up

People always apply brakes to their vehicles when they should not. Sounds quite strange, isn't it. But it is the most common universal truth which becomes the separating factor of the great and the ordinary.

The great Thomas Alva Edison, the guy who defied all limits of endurance, stands testimony to the persevering factor. This man will engross himself into experiments so much that he used to quit only when he got an amicable solution to the problem When he invented the electric bulb, he said that I have found 10000 ways that won't work. The mere number of the experiments done by him for something, which was quite unknown at that time, was in itself a marvel, to ponder upon.

Not to forget, his other famous quotation, which read "Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration". It truly captures the essence of what we should do when things are down---that is to forget Giving Up.

Read these lines, which had always inspired me:
"When nothing seems to help, I go and look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred and first blow, it will split in two and I know it was not that blow that did it - but all that had gone before"

So, let us push our limits and let limits know how much they can and are allowed to go, by pushing themselves.

A Rendezvous with a noble Auto driver

I have always been mesmerised by a split second (even Ben Johnson would have to admit) taken by some of the auto drivers to charge a fee which makes us feel that we are the descendants of , let us say -- Vijay Mallya. They would be charging an amount which would not have dared to appear even in the deepest of our thoughts-in-pipeline list...still they somehow have this inherent power to persist....

I would like to narrate this incident, wherein I was the audience to appreciate the act. As usual, I was on my way to office and comfortably boarded an auto...somewhere in the middle of our traverse, we saw a young guy asking for a lift from the by-passers...and yes, of course,no one was paying heed to him...his face and body gave enough evidence for us to believe that he was in a hurry and he had to get to some place pretty fast....

My driver slowed his pace and asked him, after confirming me, as to where he had to go and that does he want a lift....he was surprised....as he was not expecting a loaded auto to be his savior...nevertheless he was very pleased....and readily accepted driver's reception of sharing his seat.

After reaching his destination, which was on my way, he thanked the driverand was about to open his purse.....But the driver said, "I didn't stop for you because I needed more money. I stopped because I felt that you were in a hurry and you should be helped." and then he smiled.The guy smiled back and said thank you. He was still staring in disbelief to the driver.

And I had one more reason to believe that we are not short of people who care for helping even strangers......who dont think twice to help others in distress....and who are the real saviors of our souls

Winning doesn't matter always

Some time ago, at the Seattle Olympics, nine athletes, all mentally or physically challenged, were standing on the start line for the 100 m race. The gun fired and the race began. Not everyone was running, but everyone wanted to participate and win.

They ran in threes, a boy tripped and fell, did a few somersaults and started crying. The other eight heard him crying. They slowed down and looked behind them. They stopped and came back… All of them…

A girl with Down’s Syndrome sat down next to him, hugged him and asked, “Feeling better now?”Then, all nine walked shoulder to shoulder to the finish line. The whole crowd stood up and applauded. And the applause lasted a very long time….

Feel the innocence of the children…Were they not aware of the rewards each would have got after completing the race…Why did they stopped…. They stopped because the hour needed them to stop. They stopped because they thought it was the right thing to do. They stopped because they wanted to win.

Deep down inside us, we all know that sometimes, the most important thing in life is much more than winning for ourselves. Let us all try to live life to the fullest, and in the right essence....

The Reserve Boy

We all in one way or the other, require some instigators, some stimuli to be in a ‘Go – Get – It’ mood.

Here’s a beautiful story about a boy who was always kept in the reserves (during a football match) by his coach. The coach was not able to give him a chance because his team was full of mature and established players. The boy would be disheartened, every time he is denied the opportunity. But he kept his faith and motivational factor, intact.

His motivation was none else than his father, who unfortunately was blind. His father would come every time a match was played, expecting his boy on the field. Then, at last, the opportune moment came. One of the key players in the team was injured and the reserve boy was given the green signal.

What happened in the next 90 minutes was something which not a single soul in the stadium, could have dreamed of. This boy was, literally, taking the breath away from the spectators, needless to say the plight of the opposition team. The score line read: 6 – 1, in favor of our reserve boy’s team. The boy had scored, whooping, 5 goals.

After the match, the coach who was cursing himself for keeping this budding talent in the reserves, asked the boy. “What was that dear? That was the best debut I have seen in my entire coaching life”

The boy lowered his head. He was sobbing. He said, “This was the first match my father saw from above and I had sworn that I would give my best shot”. His father had died the night before. Drops of tears were rolling on the listener’s face….

Paradigms

Paradigm makes a world of difference

There are times when we are too good and when we are too bad.....The real sanctity lies in the way we carry ourselves so that, at the sunset, our head should be still on our shoulders(I wish everyone would or atleast will give it a try ).....Just would like to foment it with a short story---

Railway Platform.....Passengers waiting for their trains to come.....total chaos and hue, as usual.....Now let me come to our main characters.....

Our lead character, Ramesh happens to reach the station almost 30 mins before the due departure.....And just at that time, as if enactng an act of perfect timing for the phrase ---icing on the cake....the announcement came along that the locomotive is 3 hrs behind time....
Well...there was no other way than to accept his timing....And then he realised that a huge noise was created by some children nearby (as though the calm ambience of the platform was not enough)....He enquired to see the source of the noise...

He was startled to see that there were 4 top vocalists (all below 6 yrs, probably) practicing their latent art of tampering with their vocal chord, as if to see each other's limits....Anywayz what surprised him more was this man who was sitting in between our performers...He was lost in his own world and was quite unknown about the marvellous acts enacted by his little demons('cuz that's what our lead character thought at that time)...

Ramesh was thinking as to how people leave their responsibilities behind and then let the world suffer on their own, as was evident from the scene....But when there was no sign of our little angels(different synonym, 'cuz they actually are) pulling off their show
Ramesh went to the guy, probably the father of the lot, and shouted at the top of his voice..."Hey mann, what do you think you are doing...do you feel any responsibility of taking care of your children and teaching them some discipline...." The guy answered in a low voice, "I am extremely sorry....My kids dont know how to express their feelings of losing their mother and neither do I". One day back, the children's mother had died.

Ramesh was in a state of shock...The moment before he was thinking that this man was not worthy of being a human and now he was having sympathy for him, ...There was a sudden change in his paradigm (In IT parlance, its the prototype or image we create) of thinking....

I am narrating this small instance to say that we all face adverse circumstances, every now and then, in our life's but still sometimes some things linger long in our minds, which should not be....Actually, what I mean to say is whenever we are in such a situation with our selves, we should try to change the paradigm of our mind.....Think from the other side of the river...Think about the positives in our life...Think about the good things that happen in our lives (which we, infact, not even notice) And most foremost and easiest being, Think from your heart because if we really will, we will never go wrong in our search for reaching our destined destiny....Though its an overdose, the last and of course, not the least, never judge a person readily...they may not be as good/bad as they seem to be....Have a Happy Adventurous Life