Attitude

Attitude

Once there was an old and very wise man. Every day he would sit outside a gas station in his rocking chair and wait to greet motorists as they passed through his small town. On this day, his granddaughter knelt down at the foot of his chair and slowly passed the time with him.

As they sat and watched the people come and go, a tall man who surely had to be a tourist -- since they knew everyone in the town -- began looking around as if he were checking out the area for a place to live.
The stranger walked up and asked,"So what kind of town is this that we're in?"
The older gentleman slowly turned to the man and replied," Well, what kind of town are you from?"
The tourist said,"In the town I'm from everyone is very critical of each other. The neighbours all gossip about everyone, and it's a real negative place to live. I'm sure glad to be leaving. It is not a very cheerful place. "
The man in the chair looked at the stranger and said," You know, that's just how this town is."
An hour or so later a family that was also passing through stopped for gas. The car slowly turned in and rolled to a stop in front of where the older gentleman and his granddaughter were sitting. The mother jumped out with two small children and asked where the restrooms were. The man in the chair pointed to a small, bent-up sign that was barely hanging by one nail on the side of the door.

The father stepped out of the car and also asked the man,"Is this town a pretty good place to live?"
The man in the chair replied," What about the town you are from? How is it?"
The father looked at him and said,"Well, in the town I'm from everyone is very close and always willing to lend their neighbour a helping hand. There's always a hello and thank you everywhere you go. I really hate to leave. I feel almost like we are leaving family. "

The older gentlemen turned to the father and gave him a warm smile.
"You know, that's a lot like this small town."

Then the family returned to the car, said their thank yous, waved goodbye and drove away.
After the family was in the distance, the granddaughter looked up at her grandfather and asked,"Grandpa, how come when the first man came into our town you told him it was a terrible place to live and when the family came in to town you told them it was a wonderful place to live? "

The grandfather lovingly looked down at this granddaughter's wondering blue eyes and said,"No matter where you move, you take your own attitude with you and that's what makes it terrible or wonderful. "

It's your attitude, not your aptitude that determines your altitude. Happiness is not something you find, it's something you create.

The Last Love Letter

My Lost Soul, (cant think of any lovable word for you now!)

My heart

still hurt, mesmerized by those gigantic and heavy(with tears) words of our so called last conversation (I wonder don’t u even dream about me now !),

still hoping all that was an illusion,

still praying it to be turned out to be a dream when you awake midnight and don’t want to sleep again coz you cant let that happen even in dream,

But its like the script inscripted as my destiny with my own blood.

Do you remember those stones we threw in the pond while sitting at the lakeside of our town oasis, planning about each others dreams, sharing everything, promising to remain natural as always. This summer I went there (Probably with first time no one hidden and waiting for me). The water is gone now leaving wet clay with foot prints of oxen and some of those stones peeping out, staring at me.

Do you think I don’t know anything. You think using those words and behavior you can make me detest you. That day I had read it in your eyes already. You was there just to make me feel that whatever happened and whatever was destined to decant upon as consequences was not destiny but you. Why you want me to believe that you don’t love me anymore, when you know its untrue! How can you forget your own words, “ प्यार में लेने - देने का हिसाब नहीं रखा जाता प्यार तो बस किया जाता है ” Love is not like a computer where you can log off, change user, shut Down or even restart. प्यार के मायने एक दूसरे को पा लेना नहीं, वरन् एक दूसरे को समझना है प्यार तपस्या में भी है और त्याग में भी, फर्क सिर्फ इतना है कि तपस्या अपने लिए की जाती है, और त्याग अपनों के लिए That’s why I not even tried to stop you from going. मैं तुमसे प्यार करती हूँ और करती रहूँगी The only pain I feel is that you always override to face all the challenges life poured upon us. But when the flood came you were not there. What happened to all those sentences starting with, “I promise…”. I left the whole world for you but you left me for that same world.

but you don't seem to understand
a shame you seemed an honest man
and all the fears you hold so dear
will turn to whisper in your ear
and you know what they say might hurt you
and you know that it means so much
and you dont even feel a thing

i am falling, i am fading
i have lost it all

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-Yours' (used to be)
Vandy (rajasthani word meaning "silly girl")

Love Letter......!!!!!!!

Dear,
Why do you have to come back, When you're not going to stay?
Why do you have to say you love me, If you didn't mean it from the start?
How foolish I am to believe, You're the love that I'm waiting for. How stupid I am to fall, For the wrong girl after all.
Can't seemed to understand, Why your words cut so deep. (Like a sharp knife stab into my heart)
It cries, only if you can feel, It bleeds, only if you can see. Yet, I still can't help myself,
But to fall for you over and over again. Maybe because I care for you so much,
Maybe because I love you very much! (Yet, you don't feel the same)
Though I know tears will be flowing Every single night and day, I'm willing to sacrifice,
Just to see you happy once again...
Now, you're as free as a dove, 'Coz I'm letting go of my love.

I'M LETTING YOU GO... I LOVE YOU AND GOODBYE!!

Why Does it Happen In Love.........

Still Confused........

go and write somethig......may be a shaayari or sad ending love story.....
but it wo't work, i bet. it never did any help.........
why does the murphy's low comes in the picture everytime....... ( for those who dont know murphy's law: A thing will just fail the moment when/where it must and must work properly)
I mean why there are always hilly roads .... why cant be there a NH-8 smooth and straight with a bunch of trees on sideways.....
and if u complain about all this, they say this is life, you must fight, you are not allowed to always remain happy and bla, bla, bla.
but again i aks WHy.... and still there is no answer so still sonfused.
same is the situation with love, everyone want to get it. (some wants to get it in excess).
dont think i m finish yet........but m tired a lot so we will continue this.....(any way who cares...)