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Clothes
Line
Dear Diary,
I start to pour
out my innermost feelings to you,
Now I'm transported to a world surrounded by my secrets,
It's my world now with you to console me,
I drown in you with my joy and my pain,
Dear Diary; Today I'm hurt and sad,
I come to you to get comfort and to release myself,
Dear Diary; Today I'm filled with happiness,
I come to you to fill the pages with joyous thoughts,
I turn the pages back to days that have gone by,
I laugh and then I cry reading my life,
Years and years of my life I had poured into you,
Dearest Diary; you're my counsel and my deepest secrets.
- Nushrath Mansoor
Handwriting
horror
I never thought
that handwriting would have a great impact on my life. Actually,
I'm talking about my boss's handwriting. It's a nightmare!
Whenever I see a letter or an article written by him on my table,
kept for me to type, I smell trouble.
The funny thing is, I have to figure out the exact words as well
or I'll be scolded for not concentrating! It's like being back in
school, trying to fill up the blanks in an English test paper!
Once I took a newsletter written by him home for further review.
I have to thank my Mom and Dad for waiting up the whole night -
just guessing for me.
I just want to tell my boss to have patience with me; I know it's
too late for him to change his writing!
- Gayathri W.
Think before
you talk
Have you ever given a second thought to words that slip out
of your tongue? They are so powerful that they can either lift one's
spirits or bring you down.
I sometimes wonder at people's carelessness in passing judgement.
Criticism can be constructive but certain destructive statements,
which are the fruits of one's dislike towards another, could be
both distressing and harmful.
Some seem to be thoroughly amused by hurting others, which for them
is an act of heroism. Being rude to another is indicative of one's
inferiority, which acts like a hurdle that prevents one from admiring
the beauty or success of others.
Looking down at another's attire, ridiculing others for no reason
at all and being cynical are some of the defects that such critics
possess. It is true that no one is free from flaws and therefore
making baseless comments, leaving the person feeling embarrassed
cannot be excused.
Insulting someone over his past is another common fault. Almost
everyone makes a blunder at some stage in life. It does not mean
that they would repeat the same mistake throughout their lives.
Digging up one's past over and over again is a pain as well as a
setback to one who needs to look forward with fresh hopes.
Be sensitive to others' feelings. In short, try to be nice and polite
when you are speaking. Being rude to others will only drive friends
away from you.
-Deepanjalie Abeywardana
Militarising
minds
Who in vigilance
with his might, Trains himself by day and night,
When directed towards nibbana, Taints then are nulled forever
(Dhammapada, 17th vagga, rendered in English, by Dr. O. R. Medonza)
With almost all our national assets privatised; our police force
militarised - we can join the bandwagon by militarising our minds.
Does the mind exist? It does. Militarisation of the mind will take
place with the realisation of the degradation of humanity, the poverty
of capitalistic society, the vulnerability of our education system
and the downfall of the family and its traditions.
Militarisation will knockdown 10 green bottles. Among them will
be the super-rich, the multinationals that feed on the cents of
the poor, the Old Boy Networks and the corrupt politicians (i.e.
the super duper rich), to name a few.
Our country is precious. Our earth is our mother. Our skies are
our father. Our children are the trees and rivers. Our motherland
and sky will always be ours!
- Omar Chunchi
If only
Oh! Oh! How
beautiful this earth would be...
If not for that cursed war, or the dark witches...
Oh! Oh! How many of those valuable soldiers could we have saved...
And broken hearts could we have patched
Long lost are those calming winds...
Long lost are the divine melodies of the gushing waters...
And long lost are those blessed human beings
Clasped together with a magnificent relationship - love...
And long lost are those valiant soldiers
As one by one, day by day,
Lay dead on the ground.
Oh Lord! Oh
Lord! When will that day be...
When those divided hearts can be bound together...
When will that curse of the dark witches be buried...
Deep down the earth, so that peace and unity
Could build a better, safer world.
- Imara Mulaffer
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