This post is about one of the most inspiring few words I heard in my little which had immediate effect on me. These words are from my great Saas, yes my mother-in-law. Don't be surprised, you just have to keep your eyes and mind open to get inspired and it may come from any source. By the way, my mother-in-law is a Masters in Political Science and in one her our moody moments, she read out a few lines from an essay she had written a few months back. This post is also a tribute to her.
Here is what she said "Its the 2.5% of the water on this earth that makes the difference. It is this 2.5% that evaporates and flies high into the sky to the clouds and then when it rains it reaches the top of the mountains and comes back down to the ground. Its actually just this 2.5% of water that is running this whole world's show."
Come to think of it, we don't need a revolution which requires all 100% of the people on this earth to change things. Its only 2.5%. So whoever gets the slightest of intention to bring out a change, just go and do it. Its better to be part of the few good than the ignoring majority. Cos its only these 2.5% that are required to change the world into something better.
When only 2.5% of the water on this earth can run the whole show that we see, day in and day out, why can't we find the 2.5% people who can make about the change. Determine your role and play it. Be part of the 2.5% that runs the show and directs the traffic to something better. That is all that is required friends...that is all...That is required.
Salutations to the thinker on what a beautiful thought and the great words selected to transfer the emotions into something understandable for us normal people. Just beautiful, whoever reads this, do share it. Even if you didn't feel an emotion, if it can reach the right people and if it keeps circulating and you might have just played your part in preparing the 2.5% who are going to make this world a better place.
Khamaj - From the heart of Homeland
I was listening to Khamaj - from Fuzon this morning and with the feelings of going home in my head...I enjoyed it in a completely different way...the homeland...singing to me...
Saawan Beeto Jaye Pe Harwa
Mann Mera Ghabraye
Aeso Gaye Pardes Piya Tum
Cheyn Humein nahin Aye
My land sings to me as the good times are here and I am not there...it misses me...it has been restless...since I have left for another country...my reply -oh what does it know...how restless I have been too....I miss my country and tomorrow we will unite...oh beloved land...
Mora Saiyaan moh sey bolay Na
Mein Laakh Jatan Kar Haari
Laakh Jatan Kar Haar Rahi
My land says I don't talk to it...like I don't think about it...even though it tries its best to make me think about it...from all the way there...my reply-what does it know...there is not a time when I don't think about you my homeland...
Tu Jo Nahin to Aisay Piya hum
Jaisay Soona Aanganaa
Nain Tehaari Rah Neeharey
Nainnan Ko Tarsaona
Now my homeland my mitti complains that without me its been so quiet and the joy is gone...there is no life without me...its been waiting for so long now...with eyes waiting for one sight of me...its pleading me now to not take any longer not let the eyes wait any longer....wah...my reply - speechless...I m coming, I m coming...
Pyar Tumhain Kitna Kartay Hain
Tum Yeh Samajh Nahin Pao gay
Jab Hum Na Hongay to Peharwa
Bolo Kya Tab Aao gay
I don't know how much love my homeland has for me...I will never realize cos when I was there I took it for granted...I do say I love it back too but could I love it more than it does...I don't think so...it always welcomes me no matter what...if that's not the highest form of love then what is...my homeland calls for me...saying...when I m not there, is that when you would come? Come on ...dont make it that late...
Interesting nahi...heheh....Emotions took over as I was listening to the song this morning...OK so I was a bit arrogant...speaking as the mehboob myself...taking the credit heheh....well here is another way to enjoy poetry...
Travelling back home tomorrow after around above 9 months, excited and emotional at the same time...don't know when I will blog again...so leaving with my feelings...through this post...
be right back after a short break...
Saawan Beeto Jaye Pe Harwa
Mann Mera Ghabraye
Aeso Gaye Pardes Piya Tum
Cheyn Humein nahin Aye
My land sings to me as the good times are here and I am not there...it misses me...it has been restless...since I have left for another country...my reply -oh what does it know...how restless I have been too....I miss my country and tomorrow we will unite...oh beloved land...
Mora Saiyaan moh sey bolay Na
Mein Laakh Jatan Kar Haari
Laakh Jatan Kar Haar Rahi
My land says I don't talk to it...like I don't think about it...even though it tries its best to make me think about it...from all the way there...my reply-what does it know...there is not a time when I don't think about you my homeland...
Tu Jo Nahin to Aisay Piya hum
Jaisay Soona Aanganaa
Nain Tehaari Rah Neeharey
Nainnan Ko Tarsaona
Now my homeland my mitti complains that without me its been so quiet and the joy is gone...there is no life without me...its been waiting for so long now...with eyes waiting for one sight of me...its pleading me now to not take any longer not let the eyes wait any longer....wah...my reply - speechless...I m coming, I m coming...
Pyar Tumhain Kitna Kartay Hain
Tum Yeh Samajh Nahin Pao gay
Jab Hum Na Hongay to Peharwa
Bolo Kya Tab Aao gay
I don't know how much love my homeland has for me...I will never realize cos when I was there I took it for granted...I do say I love it back too but could I love it more than it does...I don't think so...it always welcomes me no matter what...if that's not the highest form of love then what is...my homeland calls for me...saying...when I m not there, is that when you would come? Come on ...dont make it that late...
Interesting nahi...heheh....Emotions took over as I was listening to the song this morning...OK so I was a bit arrogant...speaking as the mehboob myself...taking the credit heheh....well here is another way to enjoy poetry...
Travelling back home tomorrow after around above 9 months, excited and emotional at the same time...don't know when I will blog again...so leaving with my feelings...through this post...
be right back after a short break...
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