I Love ........

I love it. It is the image above that I am talking about. I should have been a copywriter. Don't know what I am doing here. That is the feeling that sometimes I get.

The image could soon be the face of a company news letter name if approved. My friend told me yesterday that there was a competition in his organization to suggest a title for the newsletter and asked me to come up with something that he could send in.

At first, I was not sure if I wanted to do it, but then I said what the heck lets give it a shot (as I dreamed of being in the ad world, I thought this could be a good time to judge, if I can come up with something in a short time). The deadline was of today.

Asked my friend to forward me the newsletter and then voila I came up this after mixing up the font face of the text and with the help of a google search got the right image. The only thing that you are not seeing is the company name which appears in the place of the text on the glass. I came up with four different look for the same title and this was the last and the best of the lot.

I am keeping my fingers crossed hoping it makes it to the top (and lay my hands on my share of the prize).

Wondering whether this would be a good time to change my profession.....

Follow Your Instincts

“Learn to let your intuition (gut instinct), tell you

when the food, the relationship, the job isn't good for you
(and conversely when, what you are doing is just right).”

— Oprah Winfrey

I screamed a loud "Amma" and felt my body moving forward from my sleeping position and saw her laying down near the window of our bedroom. She saw me and had a smile on her face. I got up to see what happened. The others too woke up hearing my scream. I asked her what happened and why was she sitting there. She said nothing happened. It was only moments later that we realized blood was oozing out through her head. We called up the doctor and did the needful.

Amma is the one who gets up early than any of us. She has the habit of opening up the windows, the first thing in the morning. Apparently she was doing that and she felt unconscious and may have hit the window during her fall in the process. This incident took place around a few years back. Even today when I think of it, I cannot explain the way I got up from my sleep and screamed. I felt a jerk on my body. I wonder what would have happened, if it would have been otherwise.

Some things are beyond explanations. No matter how much you make an effort, there is no way of finding it out the answers. There is more to life than just living it out.

I am not sure if I have the gift of sixth sense, but certain instances does makes me wonder about it. My family calls me a "Devil" as I always land up whenever they are asking where I am. This has happened so often that I should be able to live a couple hundred years (I would prefer to assume that I am still youthful). A few days back, one of my friends called me up after a long time. Before that I was thinking about calling him up. This has happened many a times that where I found myself thinking about my friends and then rings the phone bell that day or after a few days or we end up meeting each other. All of these thoughts have been out of the blue and this is just not related to people but other issues which has nothing do with my present but would corp up after my thought.

I am a little lethargic and slow in my actions and most of the time my family have scraped me with their sound bytes. When I do make a honest attempt to do finish the work at hand, there would be no requirement of it or the problem vanishes into thin air. My sister often reminds me that.

One of the observations that I have made over the years is that these thoughts come and go and won't come on a regular basis, but when it does you know its right which has no rational explanation. Most of the time, I make my decisions from a rational perspective but when I find myself in a lurch, I go with my instincts which has proved right most of the times.

Following one's instincts does save a lot of trouble :))

P.S.: The thought of writing this post came from Riya's post on sixth sense.

A Giver, Not A Receiver

Ever wondered what you are, A Giver or a Receiver. A Giver who makes it possible for others to realize their dreams, make them feel special, help them when they really need it. The Receiver who is someone at the receiving end of the gifts by the Giver..

I know it is said that when you do something for others, don't expect that they should also do the same for you. Coz that changes the whole definition of the Giver and the relationship changes to that of give and take.

What should the Giver do when they are not reciprocated by others (including & excluding the Receiver). Should they cease to be the Giver and give up when they don't receive the help when they needed when they had problems or some one did not make them feel special the way they want to be. What should they do?

My advise to them is to be what they are, coz the Givers are special people for whom making others feel better about themselves is important especially if they are close. There is word of caution though, don't forget yourself in the process and do take good care of yourself. Don't take the bad experiences to the heart, it only makes you wiser, so go back to your old self and spread the joy around.

BTW, who are you, a Giver or Receiver??