Gave up or Made the Right Choice?

Last week i met an old friend at lunch who is getting married soon to his "Girl". I was taken by a surprise when he said he gave up eating N-V for his GF doesn't like him eating that. Having known him for quite some time who likes to eat this kind of food, it should have been a difficult decision But everything in the interests of this "Special One" and i guess he should have made quite some decisions in her favour. After our meeting i introspected on the way people take decisions under the influence of others. I rather felt he made a "Right choice" than giving up for a peaceful co-existence. Probably i am comfortable using "Making a Right choice" for the situation than "Giving Up". As "Giving Up" as i perceive is something driven by an external force, or you take such a decision out of frustration or love for others , where as "Making the Right Choice" is something driven by your own will in your own interests. There is an Advantage in "Making a Right Choice" as it is situation dependent and a personal driven decision you can at later point of time make the Right choice adaptable to that situation and always say "the situation demands". Where as when you say "Gave Up" the frame of reference is not going to change but your mind might change at a later point of time and you might start revisiting the habit which was not the case earlier and your are contradicting yourself giving a chance of wrong decision taken earlier. Probably "Giving Up" and "Making a Right Choice" are interesting phrases which are subject to debate, However I would prefer the later to former as the later gives me more freedom of flexibility and less accountability or rather justifying/giving explanation of the decision to others or one's self.

A lesson from Coffee - Courtesy (FWD)

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups -porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive,some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups. And then you began eyeing each other's cups.

Now consider this. Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of life we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee. Fate brews the coffee, not the cups.

Enjoy your coffee! "The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything." Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.

To MOM with Love!!!

I just realized that mothers day has just passed silently inspite of me trying to concentrate on permeating the information acquired into 5 minds!!! In this busy "too much to do" environment though the essence of the day might have been lost but the emotional attachment that i am binded with cannot be forgotten. There are certain moments in life that you really thrive upon a lot. One such moment is the day we are born for all the pains she had to go through to get me into this world. Over the years she has always been with me whenever i needed the support and stood back on my side in everything i have been doing though i have had differences with my other parent(my father). She adjusted her early morning religious rituals by getting up even before i open my eyes to make sure the break-fast isn't delayed, i don't land up late in school, many a times gave her part of the snack to me to make sure my stomach is full, and during those exam days when i used to get up in those vague hours of 2 AM she too is besides me to make sure i don't hurt my back by sitting continuously sitting for hours and how can i forget about the barley water in summers just in case i get de-hydrated, and the forgo on her sarees so that i could get a better trouser and the weekly fast for the well-being of the family, never visited her parents to avoid the problems of cooking we would have to face in her absence, avoided the doc visit so that school fee can be covered for that month ...ufff the sacrifices are too many to be listed. She has been selfless in everything she has been doing for she loves me a lot. I still remember the smile on her face the day i had gifted her saree with my first earning for that that is one mode i could express my love towards her and the smile was definitely for the emotional connection than for the material pleasure. Would definitely like to write more on how the feeling being associated to such a caring person but certain emotions need to be in the wraps than on the net, though she doesn't know there is something called blog but one day i am sure she will come to know of this..." I know you love me and I love you too. You might feel left out for being away from you. But i wanted to let you know i care for you and you mean a lot to me..." And these lines hold good for other MOM too...(Well I have 2 mom's I haven't written anything abt the other one...probably some other time...)