Once a group of 50 people was attending a seminar. Suddenly the speaker stopped and decided to do a group activity. He started giving each one a balloon. Each one was asked to write his/her name on it using a marker pen. Then all the balloons were collected and put in another room. Now these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written, within 5 minutes. Everyone was frantically searching for their name, colliding with each other, pushing around others and there was utter chaos. At the end of 5 minutes no one could find their own balloon. Now each one was asked to randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it.
Within minutes everyone had their own balloon. The speaker said:
“Exactly this is happening in our lives. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is. Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people. Give them their happiness; you will get your own happiness. And this is the purpose of human life”
My words are loud, As i stay quiet,
My heeds are bound, As i stay quiet,
I stood next to you,
For all you’ve been through,
For all you denied,
For all you couldn’t hide,
Yet my being kept aside, As i stayed quiet,
My words were loud, As i stayed quiet.
The situation still the same,
Yet the agony that you couldn’t abide,
My words stuck in my throat,
As you are not habitual of my voice,
My words were feeble,
And your eyes,couldn’t devise,
My perception skeptical,my love undefined,
My silence irrational,my intensions unkind,
My heeds are bound as i stay quiet,
My words were loud, As i stay quiet.
Still you would never get my words,
As i stay quiet, As i stay quiet.
When I was a kid, my Mom liked to cook food and every now & then I remember she used to cook for us. One night in particular when she had made dinner after a long hard day at work, Mom placed a plate of bread jam and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I was waiting to see if anyone noticed the burnt toast. But Dad just ate his toast and asked me how was my day at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember I heard Mom apologizing to dad for burning the toast. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned toast.” Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your momma put in a long hard day at work today and she was really tired. And besides, A burnt toast never hurts anyone but harsh words do!” You know, life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else.
What I’ve learned over the years, is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences, is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. Life is too short to wake up with regrets. Love the people who treat you right and have compassion for the ones who don’t.
If only i could see the way they do,if only i could know from what they are going through,if only i could understand how they are,if only i could breath the way they do,if only i could know their inside,if i could feel their pain,if only i could stand for once in their shoes,if only i could see their tears,if i could notice their restlessness,if i could have observed the darkness in themselves,if only i could see the wishes in their eyes,if only i could bear the same fortune,if only i could have the same emptiness,if only i could know what the solutions are,if i could know that where this fate is gonna take me,if only i realized how every single word hurts,how every morn and tear crushes you from inside,if only i could know for once how i can make difference,if i could hear the silent cries,if i could learn to be the helping hand,if only i could be grateful for what i have,if only i could realize that what i have will not be mine forever,if only i could remind myself again that one day i have to leave this world,if only i could remember that nothing will stay with me except my deeds,if only i could emphasize on every single person,every single word and its drawbacks.
If only once i could be afraid the way they are…