I realized this ..... about u n me... we are so alike..

As I Am
Sometimes I think too loud.
Sometimes I scream too softly.
Sometimes I act too proud.
but most of the time I m so calm n gentle
Sometimes my words sound crazy.
Sometimes my dreams are visions.
Sometimes I hate the lazy.
But mostly I hate decisions.
You can take me as I am, or you can go.
Changing me is not an option,
you should know.
I like who I am;
don't want to hate what I've become,
like everyone.
Sometimes I feel real rude,
But mostly I just feel hollow.
You can take me as I am, or you can leave.
Trying to mold me, bend me, shape me,
that's naive.
I love who I am,
don't want to hate what I've become,
like everyone.
Sometimes I feel gigantic.
Sometimes I slip through fences.
Sometimes I live for just today,
Sometimes in other tenses.

Sometimes I cross my heart, and oh yeah,
Sometimes I cross my friends.
Sometimes I look for open roads.
But I mostly find dead ends.

like me wat I am,
or you'll spend your life remembering
how I used to be.

Sunte hain ki mil jaati hai, har cheez dua se.... ek roz tumein maang ke dekhengey khuda se...

The author is thankful to jjbhullar et al, 2008 for providing the above picture.

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paraphernalia_unlimited is two!

This blog has seen lots of ups and downs and emotional turmoil - but amazingly it has survived 2 years . ..past is just that, past! but has provided me with very valuable learnings. There is no way I can go back and undo certain things or reactions - but I can always learn and move on in this people centric world of my own creation.
Life is just that! things are not going too fast - I wish it were but yes thankfully its moving even if at an okay pace - but its definately not slow - and i would like to take advantage of this time as much as i possibly can.
A move towards south is on the cards - hot weather/ hopefully i will get to see and build a bigger stronger powerful social base.
Change is on the cards - thats the only permanent thing in my life. I resist it/ resent it - but am forced to give in everytime so i have now learn't to adapt and live with it. Always I wondered when asked about my long term plan ? even though i was happy to provide a textbook answer - but i have never really thought about it seriously I should invest some time for some serious thinking now to search my self, and seek a passionate interest. A phase of change is definately on. I have been naive - too trusting and plain for my own peril but past is past. Its a beautiful sunny day and I have only one resource at my disposal - should invest it wisely. enouf already.

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Rose

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 t o 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 w e laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop playing because we ar e 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 oppor tu nity 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.

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.'

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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.