I can only imagine

I can only imagine
That life has all good things with no trouble

I can only imagine
That no human should hurt the other

I can only imagine
That friendship may be life long

I can only imagine
That the one I love should love me too

I can only imagine
That no one should die

I can only imagine
That there may be Peace everywhere

I can only imagine
That anybody would come to me when I ask help

I can only imagine
That there is only one who cares for me

I can only imagine
That there is life after death

I keep only imagine
When the time flows and I'm swept away !

Learning fast !

My Birthday and Friendship's day always come almost at the same time. And that means phone calls ! Many phone calls.

Basically because I treat my Birthday to be some Royal Princess's B'day. I would start asking all my friends a month in advance to wish me on my b'day. Not getting a call from any of friends is like nerve-breaking and temperature-boiling additive to my mood.

Being obsessed so much with myself, getting one-step closer to death ( quite a cliched statement, it can come to anyone anytime. But a metaphor ), I was impatiently ( as I am always) waiting for the auspicious day to come. When all plans and excitement washed with my Mobile being stolen. I have no worry for the money that cost me to buy it, because there is no point crying over that. In any case, I'll have to buy a new Mobile.

At the same time, seeing me so distressed one of my friend offered me a temporary number to use. I've given it to few of my friends but not all since it wont be with me for long. So, only few good friends. But now, what haunts and pains me is that I wont be getting as much calls as I
would have expected if it was my number. So, my last hope is Orkut where I can find some tonns of scrap ( Hopefully ! ).

It is said that everything that happens, happens for a reason. I can't understand or I can't see it now. But, I really would like to know why I forgot my Mobile somewhere when I don't even leave it away from my eyesight for a moment. Was it for some better or is it just that I am an Idiot believing in some old faith and not realising my mistake !

Lets see, the next day ahead would show me the right reason behind it. Till then, I can only wait. And for that, I have to be patient. So basically, it is good in a way that it is helping me learn, how to be Patient. Hmmm, that reminds me of being Optimistic. I must say, I am learning fast ! :)

The Optimist !!

Since lately, I've been troubled by lot many small issues. Its not that I am deliberately putting myself in a situation where I am left only with worries and moaning over silly things. And then I realised that I never share my feelings when I find myself exulted.

Well, for one reason I feel that we people mostly have trivial and hence common issues to crib on.
If I write some bad experience, it may have occurred ( though not ditto) or can be associated with the readers.

Anyway, it is all relative. So here I am write something I am happy about. Well, one good thing that has happened to me is that, among all this mess and foil I've found some good friends. Friends who help me come out of stupid little worries I usually hover around. Being an Impatient human, I really have trouble waiting for anything. I want everything in a Jiffy. I am learning the new techniques of being patient for at least a bit. Lets see, how long does it takes me to come over it.

Also, though I am an Optimistic person, but the very second I land in a commotion, I panic.

I received an email from a Friend, describing the value and potency of being Optimist. I would like to share it here. Its a small story that begins like :

The Optimist

There is a story of identical twins. One was a hope-filled optimist. "Everything is coming up roses!" he would say. The other twin was a sad and hopeless pessimist. He thought that Murphy, as in Murphy's Law, was an optimist. The worried parents of the boys brought them to the local psychologist.

He suggested to the parents a plan to balance the twins" personalities. "On their next birthday, put them in separate rooms to open their gifts. Give the pessimist the best toys you can afford, and give the optimist a box of manure." The parents followed these instructions and carefully observed the results.

When they peeked in on the pessimist, they heard him audibly complaining, "I don't like the color of this computer . . I'll bet this calculator will break . . . I don't like the game . . . I know someone who's got a bigger toy car than this . . ."

Tiptoeing across the corridor, the parents peeked in and saw their little optimist gleefully throwing the manure up in the air. He was giggling. "You can't fool me! Where there's this much manure, there's gotta be a pony!"

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