Why do we seek fame?

Why do we seek fame?

Have you ever thought about it? We want to be famous as a writer, as a poet, as a painter, as a politician, as a singer, or what you will. Why? Because we really don't love what we are doing. If you loved to sing, or to paint, or to write poems if you really loved it you would not be concerned with whether you are famous or not. To want to be famous is tawdry, trivial, it has no meaning, but, because we don't love what we are doing, we want to enrich ourselves with fame. Our present education is rotten because it teaches us to love success and not what we are doing. The result has become more important than the action.

You know, it is good to hide your brilliance under a bushel, to be anonymous, to love what you are doing and not to show off. It is good to be kind without a name. That does not make you famous, it does not cause your photograph to appear in the newspapers. Politicians do not come to your door.

You are just a creative human being living anonymously, and in that there is richness and great beauty.

- K

If somebody tells me that the sky is gree

If somebody tells me that the sky is green, and I believe it to be blue, I don’t need to argue with them, prove myself right by making them wrong, or call them names, I just walk away from that conversation with the newfound knowledge that to some people the sky looks green. That’s all. The blueness of my sky is not at all jeopardized by how green someone else perceives it to be.

Imagine how much easier life would be if we stopped fighting about every little thing. Loosen your grip, smile, it’s all okay. All of it.

- Timber Hawkeye

You know, it is good to hide your brilliance under a bushel,

You know, it is good to hide your brilliance under a bushel, to be anonymous, to love what you are doing and not to show off. It is good to be kind without a name. That does not make you famous, it does not cause your photograph to appear in the newspapers. Politicians do not come to your door. You are just a creative human being living anonymously, and in that there is richness and great beauty.

- K

Do you know what love is?

Do you know what love is? Do you know what it is to love people? To look after a tree, to brush a dog, comb it, feed it, means that you care for the tree, you feel great affection for the dog. I do not know whether you have noticed a tree in a street for which nobody cares, occasionally people look at it and pass it by. That tree is entirely different from a tree that is cared for in a garden, a tree you sit under, look at, on which you see the leaves, climb the branches. Such a tree grows with strength. When you look after a tree, when you give it water, manure, when you trim it, prune it, care for it, it has a different feeling altogether from the tree that grows by the roadside.

The feeling of care is the beginning of affection. You know, the more you look after things, the more sensitive you become. So there has to be affection, a sense of tenderness, kindliness, generosity. If there is such affection, then behaviour is dictated by that affection and is not dependent on environment, circumstance, or people. And to find that affection is one of the most difficult things - to be really affectionate whether people are kind to you or not kind to you, whether they talk to you roughly, or whether they are irritated with you. I think children have it. You all have it when you are young. You feel very friendly with one another, with people.

But as you grow older, all this disappears. And so to have affection right through life is one of the most difficult things and without it life becomes very empty. You may have children, you may have a nice house, a car and all the rest of it, but without affection life is like a flower that has no scent. And it is part of education, is it not, to come to this affection, from which there is great joy, from which alone love can come.

- K

Life isn't qualified by fluent English

Life isn't qualified by fluent English, branded or rich lifestyle. It is measured by the number of faces who smile, when they hear you name.

- Note to Self

Peaceful night. ❤️

If you are reading this

If you are reading this, if there is air in your lungs on this November day, then there is still hope for you. Your story is still going. And maybe some things are true for all of us. Perhaps we all relate to pain. Perhaps we all relate to fear and loss and questions.

Our stories are all so many things, Heavy and light. Beautiful and difficult. Hopeful and uncertain. But our stories aren’t finished yet. There is still time, for things to heal and change and grow. There is still time to be surprised. We are still going, you and I. We are stories still going.

- Jamie Tworkowski

We all make mistakes

“We all make mistakes, have struggles, and even regret things in our past. But you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles, and you are here NOW with the power to shape your day and your future.” 

~Steve Maraboli~

“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,

“I celebrate myself, and sing myself, 

And what I assume you shall assume,

For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.” 

~Walt Whitman~

This is your life,

This is your life,

You’re the one in control...

You’re the one that can shift, or change, or mend, or rebuild it however you feel...

If you’re not happy, do something about it... 

Don't just wait for a miracle to happen and change everything.

گھر سے نکلو تو پتہ جیب میں رکھ کر نکلو،

گھر سے نکلو تو پتہ جیب میں رکھ کر نکلو،

اکثر حادثے چہرے کی پہچان مٹا دیتے ہیں۔