Tuesday 24 July 2012

A mother understands what a child does not say


MY MOM HAS TAUGHT ME WELL!
Whatever I am today, whatever I have achieved...I owe to my mom She has taught me well.
My mom was not the typical mom who would wake up very early in the morning to prepare breakfast for us. 
No. Mom was more than that. She was the working-mom-kind-of-mother ( accountant by profession) who works 8 hours a day, then comes home and faces the household chores. But she's cool. After dinner, she would always catch her favorite TV programs/series 
I remember telling her about the guys I meet and the guys that interests me? I will never get a spanking for that. As a matter of fact, she appreciates my honestly and openness and would always remind me to stay on the safe and clean side. She was diplomatic enough to push back on things that might lead to wrong decisions and makes me understand when she wants to drive home a point.
She will not say "NO" right to your face when asked about her opinion on a certain guy, but she will always tell you to think about things first, and not be swayed by emotions alone. The mind has always to take a big part of every decision that I make, and up to now, I still value and follow this advise.
everything that my mom has taught me is still fresh inside of me.
The people that I talk to would sometimes ask me where I get such wisdom. With pride and much sweet remembrance, I tell them its coming right from the heart of my earthly mentor and hero, none other than my mom.
without a mother guiding you as you go through life, my paths would have been different. I will not deny it, there were times when I'd listen to my mom and do the exact opposite. I tell you, I have learned my lessons ever since.
I have always enjoyed talking with her because there were always new things and revelations that I will learn from her. Learning never stops when I am with mom. She was the best, if not the bestest.
I can only thank God for my mom because without her, I would not have been brought out into this world and enjoy the life I now enjoy..
 I realized that while she watched me play and grow, her BEST YEARS SLIPPED AWAY. It was out of pure love and selflessness and sacrifice. I love you Ibu Lily. You are the best. You will always be

Monday 9 July 2012

THIS!

“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”  ― Dr. Seuss

“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.” ― Dr. Seuss

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.” 
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babve, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.” 
― Marilyn Monroe

Inspiring Short Stories


A Good Lesson


A young man, a student in one of our universities, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students' friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions. 

As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day's work.

The student turned to the professor, saying: "Let us play the man a trick: we will hide his shoes, and conceal ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them."

"My young friend," answered the professor, "we should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor. But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of the poor man. Put a coin into each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how the discovery affects him."

The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. 
The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes. While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. 

He gazed upon the coin, turned it round, and looked at it again and again. He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin. His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving, in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom the timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing.

The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears. "Now," said the professor, "are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?"

The youth replied, "You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of those words, which I never understood before: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'"

Author unknown, retold by Artin Tellalian