Monday, October 30, 2006

i, me, myself...

Photo by - Endevourme

Hi guyz :D!!

...i have nothing to write here...

Your suggestions are welcome...

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Satyamaev Jayate...

Photo by - Endevourme

A letter written by Abraham Lincoln to his son's teacher-

He will have to learn,
I know, that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that for every scoundrel
there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader...

Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,
Steer him away from envy,
if you can, teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to lick...
Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books...
But also give him quiet time to ponder
the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun, and the flowers on a green hillside.

In the school teach him it is far honourable
to fail than to cheat...
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him they are wrong...
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people,
and tough with the tough.

Try to give my son the strength
not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon...
Teach him to listen to all men...
but teach him also to filter
all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good that comes through.

Teach him if you can,
how to laugh when he is sad...
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness...

Teach him to sell his brawn and brain
to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob
and to stand and fight if he thinks he's right.
Treat him gently, but do not cuddle him,
because only the test of fire makes fine steel.

Let him have the courage to be impatient...
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order, but see what you can do...
He is such a fine fellow, my son!

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Thats the way it is

I can read your mind and I know your story
and I see what you're going through yeah
It's an uphill climb, and I'm feeling sorry
But I know it will come to you yeah
So don't surrender 'cause you can win
In this thing called love

When you want it the most there's no easy way out
When you're ready to go and your heart's left in doubt
Don't give up on your faith
Love comes to those who believe it
And that's the way it is

When you question me for a simple answer
I don't know what to say, no
But it's plain to see, if we stick together
You're gonna find the way, yeah
So don't surrender 'cause you can win
In this thing called love

When life is empty with no tomorrow
And loneliness starts to call
Baby don't worry, forget your sorrow'
Cause love's gonna conquer it all, all

-Celine Dion

Monday, October 09, 2006

You are my sanctuary

Who needs the sun, when the rain's so full of life
Who needs the sky, when the ground's open wide
It's here in your arms I want to be buried
You are my sanctuary

Who needs a smile, when a tear's so full of love
Who needs a home, with the stars up above
It's here in your heart I want to be carried
You are my.......

Who needs the light, with the darkness in your eyes
Who needs to sleep, with the stars in the sky
It's here in your soul I want to be married
You are my.......

And the earth was void and empty
And darkness was upon the face of the earth
Is all of this pain so necessary
You are my.......

Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice
Him or her I shall follow
As the water follows the moon, silently

- Madonna

Monday, October 02, 2006


Photos - Endevourme

“I was like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself now and then
finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary,
whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”

-Sir Issac Newton