You have put much effort, experience towards getting to this day. Make the way you live it worth all the trouble. Today is an opportunity created for you by all those who came before you, and supported by those who know surround you. Make something good and useful and lasting out of the opportunity. The future begins today for everyone you care about, for everyone who impacts your life, and for you. Live the moments of this day so as to create value that endures into the future. You have your challenges and the world has its problems, but those are not reason to self yourself short. On the contrary, they are good reasons to work for positive results every chance you get. So much has gone into where you are and what you can do. This is when you can create real and significant value from it. Today is a new day, with unlimited possibilities. Whatever limitation have held you back in the past, are not a part of the past. The only limitations you have are those that you choose to accept. There are opportunities all around you. In order to see them, al you need to do is to decide what you want. That’s all it takes a clear, specific goal and complete commitment to achieve it. Once you have that you will find opportunity everywhere you look. Today is a beautiful day to be alive, to be the person you are. A beautiful day, simply, to be. Don’t waste energy trying to possess or control. Don’t let yourself be burdened with things that have happened in the past. Don’t worry about being ‘right’ all about impressing anyone. The great potential of today is only for here for a short while. Act on it now.
WAITING FOR SUNDAY
“‘WAITING FOR SUNDAY.’ L ove and passion can be spelled, can’t be explained. One can fall in love with a person, a city, scenic location, an auto mobile, a profession, living style, fashion, property, or even a hobby. Strangely ever, since I gained wisdom, I fell in love with a ‘day’ of the week. The Sunday. During the period (1964 to 1974) when I was in school, Sunday was the most awaited day, as I did not have to open eyes early in the morning and often after sumptuous breakfast, joined friends in the lane to play, till my mother would walk in to disrupt, yelling at me for lunch. Tired of hoarse shouting & running & after a hearty meal, a divine siesta would be a luxury worth sacrificing a kingdom. In college (1974 to 1979) at Indian school of mines, Dhanbad, where I was studying Mining Engineering, Sundays were fun days. Careless, carefree, energetic, enjoying the company of friends and full of laughter. Then we felt Sundays were always the shortest of weekdays and would en
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