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Good Bye …

During my school days in early 70s, I remember asking my English teacher one fine day what does ‘Good bye’ means. I vividly recall even now what Anita madam, my teacher told us.  Good bye means – ‘God be with you’. I hope what she said is true as Good bye is what I want to wish someone who have been so un-reliable despite its name.

God be with you Mr. Un-Reliable because you’ll never be able to gain trust of people you get associated with. So only God shall with you, perhaps to save you.

Good bye once again Mr. Un-Reliable. May I say Good riddance?

Sharing Mediocrity

How does one handle situations at work place when one has to share mediocrity, an old time friend asked me over a drink one fine evening last week. Shall he suffer in silence, hit back or try to educate some incompetent nincompoops who are hell bent to have their say because of their being in position of authority.

Memories don’t leave…

It is strange one find value in those household items that one has not seen or used for ages only after one start searching for useless items and they become visible. Ironical, that you started your search only to find and throw unused items to retrieve some precious space.

Something of the sort happened with me too yesterday when I had a mental duel with my self to throw old vinyls, cassettes and lyric booklets tucked away in a cubboard that had not been opened since ages.

It was evident that intrinsic value in these items was embedded in my memories not items per se.

How about a graveyard for such items on the lines of a bank locker where people like me come periodically to unlock their memories at a nominal cost.

Any takers for this biz idea!

What would you have if you reached your goal?

‘In a little countiy community a farmer had a dog who spent part of his time sitting by the side of a main-traveled highway waiting for big trucks. When the dog saw a large truck come around the corner, he would get ready and as it passed him would take out after it down the road, barking and doing his best to overtake it.

One day the farmer’s neighbor said, “Sam, do you think that hound of yours is ever going to catch a truck?”

“Well, Bill,” Sam replied, “That isn’t what worries me. What worries me is what he would do if he caught one!”

Many of us in life are like that hound. We give our lives pursuing goals that have little value even if we reach them. Sometimes it pays to stop and ask whether we have objectives worth pursuing’.  as told by Herbert V. Prochnow

‘Slow down, you move too fast…you got to make the morning last…..’

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