Dont be an onlooker, go out and play the game.

 Integrity means keeping your word.

It is not who you are that matters but what you are being. 

Guilt is a huge burden to bear, forgive yourself. 

Love yourself for what you are for I am comfortable with you only if you are comfortable with yourself.

Try, try, and try till you succeed???? you either do it or you dont where did this try come in between.

 Set me wondering.  What about the actual descendents of Mohandas Karam Chand Gandhi.  Should not they have been the ones to have been invited to speak on the occasion.  And Ms. Gandhi is not even the President or Prime Minister of India nor did she know Gandhi personally.  She happens to be the leader of the coalition party ruling India.  With due respect to Ms Sonia Gandhi in what capacity was she invited to address the UN meet and how come the media is connecting her surname Gandhi with the original Mahatma.

 There is no harm in her addressing the UN as a political leader of the ruling party from our country but still ironic to think that among all the other leaders available she should be chosen and just because her son had Gandhi surname in his name will his identity be mistaken as having to do something with the actual Gandhi whereas he is connected to the Nehru family. 

Brand Gandhi????  and I thought Gandhiji was opposed to capitalism and materialism of any sort and yet his name has not only helped make a movie a blockbuster with a term gandhigiri being coined but now he is being used to advantage in politics internationally too to some people’s advantage.

 As you grow up, get married, and move away from your immediate circle of family, friends, and relations, you realize over the years how much you took people for granted, how much love and affection you had and at that time how little you valued them.

 Set me thinking.  In today’s fast paced world where relations are rapidly taking back seat, kids are more computer savvy, play stations and computers are the norm and they do not even get to experience extended families.  I wonder how it will affect them.  They wont have any fond memories of granny telling stories at bedtime and fighting with cousins for the previlege to sleep next to her every night, finding out delicacies made and hidden by her for fear that we will finish it all off in one day, taking turns are riding the rented bike, etc, etc.

But then maybe they will have other memories of their own to cherish.  How am I to know.  Maybe they would find all the above pretty boring and very uncool!  Only time will tell.

Afternoons were my favorite time of the day.  All adults would be napping.  We kids would settle down with books to read, or go stand in the balcony and watch the road empty and quite with mellow sunshine and breeze, or just play quietly, climb trees to pluck gooseberry, let the air out of neighboring bully’s cycle, generally have a nice time.  Good old days those.