Weekly Photo Challenge / Phoneography Challenge : My Neighborhood
This was technically more challenging for me , as my Nokia mobile is losing its capturing ability in low light.
Still I managed to click a few from my terrace , that was the best way to capture the scenario around , which I won’t have been able to get on my walk in neighborhood , it was a beautiful scene to enjoy so many birds on one tree, and more kept on coming , & all of a sudden in one minute they flew away …..
and this another one is of the sunset , a few kites can still be seen …
Beware : The Tall Poppy Syndrome is infectious
Why is it that when someone do something different, almost everyone tends to have a say and judge negatively? they always scrutinize and make sure something bad goes with the good deed.
Just to ask…have you done something like that? are you brave and daring enough to do such thing? if not…..then leave them alone !!
The victims of T.P.S. who have come to my attention lately are Justin Bieber, E.L. James, Danneel Harris to name a few. I probably have a couple of you already rolling your eyes, thinking of how ‘lame’ Nickelback is, or how the ‘Biebs’ sings like a girl.
Well, I’ll tell you this much, he probably sings like a girl a heck of a lot better than we do.
Or perhaps you have been one of the people to have commented on how ‘poorly written’ the popular trilogy 50 Shades of Grey by author E.L. James is? Well, for such a poor writer, she sure has done well for herself. After all, she has beaten out Harry Potter to become the fastest-selling paperback of all time. I don’t see anyone else releasing a top-selling ‘mommy porn’ trilogy which is being credited with igniting the passion back into tons of marriages.
I read the first of the 50 Shades books and I didn’t do back flips over it, I’ve read better books and I’ve read worse, but I do respect the author for what she’s accomplished. I mean, if I get to write and publish a New York Times bestseller, I’ll be one happy girl. Not everyone does that. And not everyone teaches themselves how to play the trumpet, guitar, and percussions, becoming a teenage sensation before they even hit puberty, as Beiber has done. You don’t need to like’em, but geez, leave them alone! Why can’t we just say “It’s not really my style, but good for them!”
Okay, I’m ranting, I apologize. My point is, it’s one thing to not be a fan of someone’s particular music or writing style, or their acting or vocal talent, but it is quite another to rip them apart at the seams. And it’s not just directed towards famous people, we do it to the general public too, even our own friends and family!
Why do we do that? Why do encourage successful people at first, and then, when they become too successful, we turn on them like a pack of jealous toddlers?!
It seems to be somewhere in the collective thought that we want people to do well, but not too well. After all, if someone does really well, what does that say about those of us who don’t? I have personally experienced this. When I have success, I also hear criticism. There is always one person, or more, who has something negative to say about what I am doing or how I am doing it. I noticed this also with friends who have experienced success. The more success they experience the more criticism they receive. Successful people seem to be the targets of much criticism, down to what they wear and how they tie their shoe lace.
Why are people actually putting in the time and energy to develop websites solely devoted to making fun of these people? First of all, who has that much time on their hands? Second of all, I’m pretty sure the Biebs is too busy buying mansions, participating in charities, and teaching himself how to play new musical instruments to concern himself with any of that sort of stuff.
I’m not a huge Justin Bieber or Danneel Harris fan, but isn’t it a waste of time to sit around making fun of their hairstyles, speculating about their sexuality, or criticizing their musical talent? After all, they are entitled to whatever hairstyle they want, I don’t care which way they swing, and they DEFINITELY have more musical talent than me.
I am not saying that I have never cracked joked on any celebrity , or that I am saint , but going 360 degree round just to make sure you insult them in the most ridiculous way & making your self happy about that , that’s way too much. but then I have also had moments where I’ve realized I am sitting on my couch in my pajamas , eating french fries , while they are up there , trying so hard , & making tonnes of money because they followed their dreams!”
And there is something to be said for following your dreams. It takes bravery, persistence, and a lot of hard work to pursue something that you believe in; and getting made fun of by a bunch of goons doesn’t make it any easier. But the ‘Biebs’ and James didn’t give up. Obviously. Doesn’t that deserve kudos?
Seriously they got thumps up from me ….
I ask myself the same question when I am feeling less than happy for someone else’s achievement. It can be human nature to feel a twinge of jealousy when someone is having the success we would like to have in our lives. I like to use this as an opportunity to learn and see if there is anything from their success I can incorporate into my own endeavors.
Thought of the day :
“”Fame has also this great drawback, that if we pursue it we must direct our lives in such a way as to please the fancy of men, avoiding what they dislike and seeking what is pleasing to them.”
“Fame is the penalty of success. Jealousy is the penalty of fame.”
~Sivananda
“Envy is when you want what someone else has. Jealousy’s when you also don’t want them to have it.”
― Kirsten Hubbard, Wanderlove
Love Quotes …..
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
“The way I look at love is you have to follow it, and fall hard, if you fall hard. You have to forget about what everyone else thinks,” she explained to the mag. “It has to be an us-against-the-world mentality. You have to make it work by prioritizing it, and by falling in love really fast, without thinking too hard. If I think too hard about a relationship I’ll talk myself out of it…I have rules for a lot of areas of my life. Love is not going to be one of them.”
–Taylor Swift
“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”
― Bob Marley
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”
― Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward ~ in race with time
This is a sketch from one of my favorite novel , Wanderlove by Kristen Hubbard
It’s amazing to me , this human nature , of always looking forward to things , no matter how small they are , like looking forward to meet an old friend , or looking forward to book launch , or even award show …..
Our mind is always seeking for things in distant future , knowingly or unknowingly .
Everyone has someone or something in their life that keeps them looking forward to another day ….
and I am really looking forward to the next theme 
Weekly Photo Challenge: Kiss
Kiss , is something you do out of intense love , its a way of expressing love , when words fail , just like photographs , they speak more than 1000 words could. This is an amazing similarity between both a Kiss & a Photo. This is a perfect challenge theme. I was a bit confused as in which one to go with , but finally I chose this one.
My little cousin , who has a thing for bunnys , lolz, and when she sees one ,even a toy , she is like kisses & all , it is her way to express her feelings , how much she adores them. So this one is for her innocent love , she doesn’t even know she is expressing her love for them , & makes it seem even more cute ^_^
my sweet little golu <3
Sands of FIRE
I just stumbled upon this piece of poem , while searching for quotes , & I could see part of my story inside this , so I just wanna share it .
A distant sky, the distant star,
The final destination just too far,
In her heart a burning urge,
Passion and preseverance, here they’ll merge.End of her journey, bright its glow,
Nothing would make her go with the flow,
Those were the times her dreams of desire,
Longingly ran on sands of fire.And then came fall, hurdles in her way,
An urge from the world to give it away,
Tired to explain, tired to try,
Yet her dreams knew how to fly.Her distant dream, a fading light,
Darkness set in, twas’ no longer in sight,
Those were the times her dreams of desire,
Carried on slowly on sands of fire,There came a time, she lost all hope,
Night all around, for light she’d grope,
Broken down, shattered, there she lay,
‘Move on” the heart said ‘come what may’.Running away, far from the world,
In the shadow of her light, there she curled,
Those were the times her dreams of desire,
Silently lay on sands of fire.In the midst of it all came a touch of reason,
Life is nothing but a changing season,
Bleeding wings resumed their lost flight,
Striking all odds with all their might.Slowly and steady, her goal came into view,
Happiness condensed on her eyes as dew,
Those were the times her dreams of desire,
Learnt they’d grown up on sands of fire.The race still continues, life’s a run,
She may’ve lost all chance, all but one,
And this one chance gave her, her star,
Taught her life and what dreams are.And so will she run, till her last breath,
Giving all she has, until she meets death,
Those’ll be the times her dreams of desire,
Will have won the race on sands of fire.
