This is a postcard of appeal. I am an avid news watcher and am really disturbed by the attitude of PrezT regarding immigrants. He has fanned up such hatred that perhaps it might not be easy to stop a conflagration of racial vengeance. I ask my friends who might have been swayed by this demagogue but still think like democratic people to accept all God’s children no matter of what colour as their brothers and sisters.
It is not so easy to capture the moon with a cantankerous camera which has so many buttons and options that one literally gets lost in its maze of choices. It is as they say a long shot capturing lunar beauty.
An alarmingly common question that people ask me once they know of my profession is, “Is anyone happy?” It’s almost like they’re looking for validation or hope to know that happiness is out there. That maybe, if they try hard enough, or wait long enough, they will finally be happy.
Before I continue, I think it’s important to understand that psychologists describe happiness as a state of mind. Focus on state. It is a temporary feeling that you need to work on to prolong. More permanent positive feelings come from life satisfaction,a sense of well being and purpose.
There are many different theories of happiness, but they generally fall into one of two categories based on how they conceptualize happiness (or well-being):
Hedonic happiness is based on subjective well being and the experience of more pleasure than pain. There is a cognitive component involving self evaluation of how good…
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What a shame
Nothing will ever change!
How long will this man last on the road
Thinking his personal odes!
Why is he worried about the world
Hasn’t he heard?
They have passed him by!
They are waiting for him to die; to pass away
On this road unknown
That will shut up another anti-voice.
They want jargon
Garlands and bargains
Doublespeak, spin, din
Not anything that makes them think
Die old man
Die in peace
Nothing will change
All will remain the same
As was 5000 years ago
Kings, Maharajas and Pharao
But unseen millions of paupers!
Nothing will change!
It will remain the same!
Run don’t walk my man
Escape their clutches while you can.
A gentle glance
Let’s step down for awhile
And come back to Earth.
Time to breathe deep inhale
And make our souls strong again.
A park bench is saying
See the children playing.
We pass it by in our haste!
A slower pace!
That is the future.
Truthfully we are lost in our lives. Insane.
Time to go in a huddle
The way they do before a big game.
The Earth has wilted!
Make a plan
Save the land.
Do play on your ecological fears
Plan your Green for the coming years
The fire is on the ground.
We have to step down our ladders
A few rungs at a time and embrace the world.
Let’s do the things we did as kids
Go round and round dirty our mitts
Play in the mud and sift the sand
Grab the world with our hands.
When is enough?
We are gouging the earth
Suckling her to death!
Remember the sixties call
Stop the world I want to get off
Well let’s not stop it
Just slow it down a bit!
Don’t run slow down just sit.
How will we reconcile growth with sustainenance?
Perhaps by being misers with our natural resources.
This is our penance
Resist all prejudiced forces
Grab a cloth bag use recyclable things
Let old satchels be our bling
Not being sarcastic
Just please shun plastic
It is killing the world
Its filled up the oceans now it’s in the air
The situation is enough to scare
This is the time to plan
The rest of our lives on this land
Although the panic button has been pressed
It’s now time to be on our behaviour best
Let’s deck up old things make them fine
Like New York Highline-https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_Line
Let people catch up
Set out an hour to paint
To sculpt, spin a potter’s wheel
That’s our New Deal
A hobby to enable
Write a diary; or make a table.
Let us go out and hug trees
Freedom is in accepting the earth in love
Please treat her like a mother
Mankind sisters and brothers
Time to go out and walk in the rain.
Let’s get poor earth off the hook
Oh, I forgot and read a book!
Only the brave can think of climbing Mount Everest but any one attempting it should realise the dangers involved and the sudden rush of people making rescue difficult!
A tribute to Shriya Shah-Klorfine
The mountain is yours now.
Your spirit sparkles over the peak
Guiding new explorers.
Look how I grabbed the earth
But I am free now
I have reached the peak of human existence.a tribute to Shriya Shah
Ace Sheher which hor kee labey ga?
Koyal dee Kook
Tey Auto Rickshaw dee Phook
Marriage Palace chaliyeh
Key Shindey noo Mall hee Qaliyey
Jara nach key dikha dey
Peg lagaa vey
Beer noo chhad; lay Scotch da mug
Rafle rakh tey jeepdi kad
Ma Dey Laadley
Lakhaan Kroraan dee aas
Iss sheher dee ainee hee paryaas
Ahe! Karna koochh nahin Khaas!
So Soothey sheraan noo jagao na
Gola bus khwawo naa!