• TIME –

    This morning I received a wonderful message from a friend that I’d like to share:

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    Imagine…

     

    There is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400.

    It carries over no balance from day to day.

    Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance your failed to use during the day.

    What would you do? Draw out ALL OF IT, of course!

    Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME.

     

    Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night, it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good

    purpose.

    It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.

    Each day, it opens a new account for you. Each night, it burns the remains of the day.

    If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours.

    There is no going back. There is no drawing against the “tomorrow”.

    You must live in the present on today’s deposits.

    Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness, and success!

    The clock is running. Make the most of today.

     

    To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.

    To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.

    To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.

    To realize the value of ONE HOUR, as the lovers who are waiting to meet.

    To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.

    To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.

    To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.

     

    Treasure every moment that you have!

    And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with.

    Remember that time waits for no one.

    Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.

    That’s why it’s called the PRESENT!

     

    ~ From an Unknown Author ~

     

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  • Last night when the grandfather clock in our living room struck 12, I was fast asleep almost dead to the world. I’d spent the better part of the day tidying up the house, getting rid of things and making way for a clean start to a new year. Besides with the TV blaring bad news of gangrape in Delhi, I was glad to shut out this awful news that was going round and round in my head.

    So my New Year’s Eve was quiet, just curled up in bed.

  • All I need is a miracle

    It is strange how this line keeps playing on in my head especially when I am down in the dumps. These last two years have been particularly harrowing for me and everytime I was absolutely down and miserably close to curling up and closing my eyes and waiting for things to pass, this line would start ticking in my head and believe me – it worked!

    I actually began to believe that this line was my direct access to success – a honest to goodness “ask and you shall receive moment”. But naturally if wishes were horses, beggars would ride and all of us would be singing this song immortalised by Mike + the Mechanics. Having grown up in the days when we had vinyl records spinning at 45 RPM, and 75 RPM on a turntable which was only operated by my father ( even my mother was considered too dumb to be able to gently put the stylus on the record), then tapes which invariably got tangled in a mess, I always preferred to listen to songs on the radio. I’m afraid this has turned into a habit and my music tastes have been nurtured largely by the radio jockeys ( I don’t think they were called jocks in those days) . I also love listening to the radio while driving and since these days I’m mostly driven around, I hardly get to hear any music…………..which is why my records stop playing somewhere in the late 1990’s when I stopped running the kids to school……..Of course on the rare days that I do drive, it is hard to find a music station playing “English” music as Occidental pop music is referred to on our air waves – so my music update is infrequent to say the least.

    But it is the hand of God that drives things forward and music from my subconscious brings forth a feeling of comfort and warmth – reminding me of my days of yore when life was simply uncomplicated and straightforward. Which is why I find myself really needing a miracle these days.

    At the end of this year, I find myself in a tangle of deceit and betrayal, a breakdown of family ties and wallowing in a deep sense of  isolation and sorrow. Normally optimistic and cheery, I seem to have become one “sad Sally” perpetually wondering what will happen next. I think for quite a while I had forgotten this song and perhaps now that it has surfaced, the Universe will work its wonders and my life will be back on track!

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