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Completing 3 Years of " Mera Angle " - It has been very exciting journey so far and I am looking forward to it for years to come ...wishing you all a very happy and prosperous new year may all able to give a fist to all the negativity in them and bring out the light to make the world a better place.
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Lemon Fist
Completing 3 Years of " Mera Angle " - It has been very exciting journey so far and I am looking forward to it for years to come ...wishing you all a very happy and prosperous new year may all able to give a fist to all the negativity in them and bring out the light to make the world a better place.
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Missing you , you are with me,
yet you are not here
love is all around yet i find you not here
what is with emotions cant they stick around for bit longer....
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Love - Missing You
Missing you , you are with me,
yet you are not here
love is all around yet i find you not here
what is with emotions cant they stick around for bit longer....
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Dont we all???
In a very distant past I stumbled upon this story please read on its good ..
I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times." "I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very pretty car," he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.
He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments.
I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. "Don't we all?" he said.
I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun. Don't we all? I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help.
Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that.
Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help." Don't we all?
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I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times." "I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very pretty car," he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.
He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments.
I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. "Don't we all?" he said.
I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun. Don't we all? I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help.
Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that.
Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help." Don't we all?
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:)...saw it in my brother's place ...loved it ...so tried the very same to practice on artrage (a new s/w i am learning) ...liked the shades how they have turned up
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Huts
:)...saw it in my brother's place ...loved it ...so tried the very same to practice on artrage (a new s/w i am learning) ...liked the shades how they have turned up
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Sometimes we leave our loved ones just for making materialistic things more available to our loved ones but that the ugly truth you need to do that kind of stuff else how will you survive i do not like to talk much but since everybody seems keen to share views of my perspectives ...here they come ..hold on they might be ugly some might just hurt you i might be rude at hours ...but thats me ...nothing personal... :)
adios amigos
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Let me be alone
Sometimes we leave our loved ones just for making materialistic things more available to our loved ones but that the ugly truth you need to do that kind of stuff else how will you survive i do not like to talk much but since everybody seems keen to share views of my perspectives ...here they come ..hold on they might be ugly some might just hurt you i might be rude at hours ...but thats me ...nothing personal... :)
adios amigos
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