From the moment we take our first breath, to the moment we take our last and all the time in between is called LIFE. Everyone has a different and unique prospect about life according to their experience and the way they were brought up. It’s fast, short and unstoppable for some and yet others live a slow, simple and steady life. A thought ponders in my mind; do we really live our lives to the fullest of its capability? Real answer in my opinion is No. Breathing is not a determining factor of living life. Being rich doesn’t mean you are happy or being poor doesn’t mean that you are not enjoying your life. This reminds me of a joke I recently heard. It seems to be fitting for what we are discussing here. “An old guy asked a young lady to go out .she said umm… you are old…
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A lighthouse is a tower, building, or other type of structure designed to emit light from a system of lamps and lenses and used as a navigational aid for maritime pilots at sea or on inland waterways.
Lighthouses mark dangerous coastlines, hazardous shoals, reefs, safe entries to harbors, and can also assist in aerial navigation. Once widely used, the number of operational lighthouses has declined due to the expense of maintenance and replacement by modern electronic navigational systems such as strobes.
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But… Mean Girls isn’t a TV show. You all can’t binge this…
I knowwww. Please excuse this lack luster Bingeable as I party away my birthday today.
While I didn’t schedule enough time to ramble about a series this morning, I will still give you a great recommendation for this weekend.
Watch Mean Girls! If you are one of the few people on earth who have not yet had the joy of watching this movie: go watch it.
If you are a normal person who has seen this movie more than once before: watch it again!
Mean Girls is the only movie I have seen at least a dozen times. So I guess in a sense, you can binge this movie!
Honestly though, I’ll probably even be watching it tomorrow night for the fifteenth time. It is that funny and that good.
Thank you for you patience this week and…
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Everyone has a favorite place, a spot they go when they need to remember how to breathe. Mine was two miles away. It smelled like dust and paper. The silence inside echoed with the occasional interruptions of crinkled pages or fingers tapping on a keyboard. It was my library.
But it’s not mine anymore.
My husband lost his job. He was a music teacher and the only one in his department not tenured, so when cutbacks came, it had to be him. In the surreal fallout of the crashing words, “I don’t have a job next year,” God took hold. The dust is settling now, and the change I’d craved has found my husband in seminary and us moved in with my in-laws.
I was surprised at first how little I cared about it all. I’d been aching and struggling…
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At the stroke of midnight, as India moved into August 15, 1947, Jawaharlal Nehru, India’s first Prime Minister, read out the famous speech proclaiming India’s independence. The moment ended three centuries of British colonial rule. The land was no longer the summer retreat of British. Independence was also the end of nearly a century of struggle for freedom, battles, betrayals and sacrifices. It also created a situation where we were responsible for ourselves. For a lot of people, in spite of a new era promised by independence, partition was a painful reality and so was the bloodshed that accompanied it.
That was 69 years ago. Much has changed; the struggle for freedom lives on in history books and memoirs, and on the tombstones of valiant martyrs. Politics has undergone a personality change from fiery idealism to a pragmatic cynicism. Karma drives the nation on its way forward, and population has crossed the billion mark.
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A Story by Kathryn Smith(Thank you Kathryn)
Hope if everybody runs
you choose to stay
Some people believe in them.
Some people don’t.
I am living proof there is such thing as a miracle.
If you think about it, we all are.
Tomorrow I will be turning 23.
Each Birthday is such a triumph for me.
When my mother was expecting me, I wasn’t growing.
No one could figure out why.
My parents took it so far to the highest scientific doctors and even they couldn’t find the reason.
I was due in September.
The doctors told my parents to get an abortion.
If they didn’t get an abortion, I wouldn’t survive.
If I did survive, I would most likely be severely handicapped.
If I lived, I would die by the time I was 3.
Thank God my parents had faith in me.
Most people these days…
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