Our Attitude Defines Life…

Life is Best for those who want to Live it,

Life is Difficult for those who want to Analyze it,

Life is worst for those who want to Criticize it,

Our Attitude Defines Life...

Enjoy Your Life,

Laugh so Hard That even Sorrow Smiles at You,

Live Life so Well That even Death Loves to see
you Alive,

Sharpen your skills

Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter asked for a job with a timber merchant, and he got it. His salary was really good and so were the working conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.
 His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to cut the trees. The first day, the woodcutter brought down 15 trees.
” Congratulations, ” the boss said. ” Carry on with your work!”
 Highly motivated by the words of his boss, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he only could bring 10 trees down. The third day he tried even harder, but he was only able to bring down 7 trees.
Day after day he was bringing lesser number of trees down.
” I must be losing my strength”, the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on.
” When was the last time you sharpened your axe?” the boss asked.
” Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees…”
That’s right. Most of us NEVER update our skills. We think that whatever we have learned is very much enough. But good is not good when better is expected. Sharpening our skills from time to time is the key to success.
All I can tell at this point in Tough Times Doesn’t Last!! But Tough People Do…

Love In Vain?

Sometimes you can do nothing but stare right back at the person. A blank stare. A confused stare with an empty mind and an emotionless heart.

You do not know what to do with her.

You are concerned. You care. You understand. But you do not love.

she claims I am everything she wanted in a person—in a husband. Ambitious, decent, spontaneous, funny, romantic etc. but there is only one flaw… I am not in love with her. Notice, I said in-love, because I know that I have love for her but being in love with someone and loving them is different.

I do not have answers to her questions. I cannot respond to her flirty comments. How am I supposed to make her understand that my heart does not skip a beat when I see her… that hers touch does not make me melt inside?

How should I deal with the fact that she looks up to me? That she associates me with everything that is beautiful and pretty in this world…. That she loves me?

Am I guilty? Sympathetic? Concerned? Or just plain sensitive?

I wish I could do more. I can’t. It doesn’t feel right


"I can hear your heart crying out for me…
(And it keeps on saying) Come on in, come on in…and save me."

Blind Faith

Have you ever have blind faith in something for which there is not a scrap of evidence?

Well the answer is, you can’t.

If you could prove it, it wouldn’t be faith.

You can only have faith in what you don’t know.

That’s what faith is.

In search of.....

>>>In search of >>>
(Guess What....???)Y do u want to guess.....!

Wen u already know....!Hmmmmm....!

Nothing is impossible in this world

Nothing is impossible in this world…even the word impossible implies that “I’m Possible”

LETs C....!

Lover's Feel

There is a music that lovers hear. They walk hand in hand, standing close to each other in a queue at a theater or subway station, heads touching while they sit on a park bench, and there is always a song that plays between them: The stirring chords of romance's first bloom, the stately airs that whisper between a couple long in love. You can see it in the way they look at each other... you can almost hear it. Almost, but not quite, because the music belongs to them and all you can have of it is an echo that rises up from the murmur and shuffle of your own experience and memories.

song Vich i like the most.....!

M:
Uyire en uyire ennavo nadakuthadi
Adada intha nodi valvil inikuthadi
Oh oru nimidam oru nimidam enai nie piriyathe
Enatharugil nie irunthal thalai kal puriyathe
Nijam thane kel adi ninaivellam nie adi
Nadam adum poochedi nie ennai par adi
Ithu varai engirunthom
Ithayamum unnai kekurathe
Penne enge marainthirunthai
Ennul epadi nulainthu kondai

F:
Unnakulle olinthirunthen uruvathil uthiramai kalanthu irunthen
Unnai unake theriyalaya ennum ennai puriyalaya

M:
Nan sirithu magilnthu silirkum payathai nie koduthai
Nan ninathu ninaithu nesikum kalathai nie anaithai

F:
Engeyo un mugam nan partha nyabaham
Epotho un unudan nan valntha nyabaham

M:
Uyire en uyire ennavo nadakuthadi
Adada intha nodi valvil inikuthadi
Oh oru nimidam oru nimidam enai nie piriyathe

F:
Enatharugil nie irunthal thalai kal puriyathe

M:
Nijam thane kel adi ninaivellam nie adi
Nadam adum poochedi nie ennai par adi

F:
Unnudan irukayile nilavukum siragugal mulaikirathe
Ithuvarai nanum partha nilava
Ithanai velicham kodutha nilava

M:
Unnudan nadakayile en ninal kandamai mariyathe
Munne munne nam ninalgal
Ondrai ondrai kalakindrathe

F:
Nie pesum varthai serthu vaithu vasikiren
Un swasa katru muchil vangi swasikiren

M:
Nijam thane kel adi ninaivellam nie adi
Nadam adum poochedi nie ennai par adi

F:
Uyire en uyire ennavo nadakuthadi
Adada intha nodi valvil inikuthadi
Oh oru nimidam oru nimidam enai nie piriyathe

M:
Oh oru nimidam oru nimidam enai nie piriyathe
Enatharugil nie irunthal thalai kal puriyathe

F:
Engeyo un mugam nan partha nyabaham
Epotho un udan nan valntha nyabaham
Nan valntha nyabaham


 happy-days-are-re-are-re
Are re Are re

nee kosam digirana… nenevaro marichana…
neevalle kadilana… nevalle kadilena….
naakosam nenennaina… na sontham nuvvena…
premante inthena… kadanna vinthena…

are re are re manase jaare…
are re are re varase maare..
idi varakepudu lede… idi na manase kaade..
evaremanna vinade… tana daaredo tanade…

anthaa nee maayalone… roju nee naama smarane…
premaa ee vinthalannee nee vallaneee… || 2 ||

snehame naa jeevitham anukunna… aaj meraa aasale kanugunna…
manugulu ennaina… mudi padipotunna..
ika sekanu kenni nimishalle…. anukuntu roju gadapala..
madikorukunna madhubala… challe nee gola…

anthaa nee maayalone… roju nee naama smarane…
premaa ee vinthalanne nee vallaneeee… || 2 ||

chinni navve chaithramai poostunte….
chentha cheri chithramai chustunna…
chitapata chinukullo… tadisina merupamma…
teluginti loni thoranama… kanu gonti gunde kalavarama..
alavatu leni paravasama.. varama.. hai ramaaa…

are re are re manase jaare….
are re are re varase maare….
idi varakepudu lede… idi naa manase kaade…
evaremanna vinade… tana gadhedho tanade…

anthaa nee maayalone…roju nee naama smarane…
premaa ee vinthalanni nee vallaneeee… || 2 |


Vizhigalin Aruginil Vaanam
Vegu Tholaivinil Tholaivinil Thookam
Idhu Aindhu Pulangalin Yekkam
En Mudhal Mudhal Anubavam oho ya
Oliyindri Udhadugal Pesum
Perum Puyalena Veli Varum Swaasam
Oru Suvadindri Nadanthidum Paadham
Idhu Adhisaya Anubavam oho ya
Pennai Sandhithen
Aval Natpai Yaasithen
Aval Panbai Naesithen
Vaerenna Naan Solla oho ya
Poo Poandra KannitThaen
Aval Paer Solli Thithithaen
Adhu Yaen Endru Yoasithaen
Ada Naan Engu Swaasithaen?
Kaadhodu Mounangal
Isai Vaarkindra Nerangal
Pasi Neer Thookkam Illaamal
Uyir Vaazhgindra Maayangal
Alai Kadalaai Irundha Manam
Thuli Thuliyaai Sidhariyadhey
Aimpulanum Yen Manamum
Yenakkedhiraai SeyalPadudhey
Ini Kaana Mudiyaatha Maatram
Adhai Moodi Maraikkindra Thotram
Oru MounapPuyal Veesudhey
Adhil Manam Thattu Thadumaarumo ya
Chorus:
Poovil Enna Putham Puthu Vaasam
(Poovil Enna Putham Puthu Vaasam)
Thendral Kooda Sangeedhamaai Veesum
(Thendral Kooda Sangeedhamaai Veesum)
Yaedho Vandhu Panneer Mazhai Thoovum
(Yaedho Vandhu Panneer Mazhai Thoovum)
Yaaro Indru Engo Manam Thaedum
(Yaaro Indru Engo Manam Thaedum)
Kaetkaadha Oasaigal
Idhazh Thaandaadha Vaarthaigal
Imai Aadaatha Paarvaigal
Ivai Naan Konda Maatrangal
Sol Yennum Ore Nenjam
Yenai Nil Yennum Ore Nenjam
Edhir Paarkkaamal En Vaazhvil
Oru PoarkKaalam Aarambam
Irudhayamae Thudikkiradha?
Thudippathu Poal Nadikkiradha?
Tholaithidavaa Maraithidavaa?
Ragasiyamaai Thavithidivaa?
Oru Pennin Ninaivenna Seiyum?
Enai Kathi Illaamal Koiyum
Idhil Meela Vazhi Ulladhey
Iruppinum Ullam Virumbaadhu Oh Ya
Vizhigalin Aruginil Vaanam
Vegu Tholaivinil Tholaivinil Thookam
Idhu Aindhu Pulangalin Yekkam
En Mudhal Mudhal Anubavam oho ya
Oliyindri Udhadugal Pesum
Perum Puyalena Veli Varum Swaasam
Oru Suvadindri Nadanthidum Paadham
Idhu Adhisaya Anubavam oho ya
Pennai Sandhithaen
Aval Natpai Yaasithaen
Aval Panbai Nesithaen
Verenna Naan Solla oho ya  

  

Nenjai poopole thuyuthavalae,
Yennai aitho seythavalae,
Nenjai poopole thuyuthavalae,
Yennai aitho seythavalae,

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I'm riding on the edge again; just-about-tipping-but-not-quite.

Sometimes, it's all about the time of day.
Sometimes, the volume of the people’s voices in the background sends me over. At other times, it is the endless stack of to-do's. The thought of making dinner again, only to watch it get eaten—hard-work-down-the-hatch.
Sometimes it's the rain; or the fact that I only slept three hours because nightmares won’t leave me alone.

Today it's a blend. Strong. A well-roasted combination.

It's coming on stronger now. Dragging at me, making me itch. I need it. A little shot—a quick hit.

I'm giving in.
Pulling out the memory box; the letters, the photos.
I take it in, one thing at a time with trembling hands . . .

One wisp of your perfume drowning my senses...

…to envision your lips on mine

Some days, it saves my life.

THE POWER....

THERE ARE NOT A HUNDRED
DIFFERENT POSITIVE FORCES IN LIFE;
THERE IS ONLY ONE....

The Power is the handbook to the greatest force in the universe - The Power to have everything you want.
Without The Power you would not have been born. Without The Power, there wouldn't be a single human being on the planet. Every discovery, invention, and human creation comes from The Power. Perfect health, incredible relationships, a career you love, a life filled with happiness, and the money you need to be, do, and have everything you want, all come from The Power.

The life of your dreams has always been closer to you than you realized, because The Power - to have everything good in life - is inside you.

To create anything, to change anything, all it takes is just one thing...


THE POWER

Loss of Words

There is something comforting about talking to you before going to bed at night. I can’t quite put my finger on it but I know there is something different about the whole ritual. Something feels right when I blab about absolutely nothing at all with my eyes half closed. May be it is the combination of a tired body and a sleepy mind but it does feel kind of… umm… what’s the word? I can’t find a word!

Perhaps it’s because the body heat keeps me warm or maybe it is the way you brush my hair with your fingers that put me in an almost…. (again, what’s the word?!)

Why is it that I am always sleepy but you are wide awake while we are talking? May be I am just lazy. Or too comfortable.

I like talking to you. I like struggling for words while my mind drifts into slumber. I like having the feeling that when I wake up in the morning you will be with me. I think it is the confidence of knowing and believing that keeps me satisfied and sends me peacefully to the dream world every night.

It’s just that magical feeling. Again, I can’t put my finger on it… but you know the feeling I am talking about, right?

Stop. Drop. Recover.

It’s all quiet now. It’s cold. The only thing steadily changing within myself is the passion I once had. It’s cooling off now. I look at the wounds tonight, to have a sense of the damage last many years caused.

The wound – once a fresh cut, is now festering; and once a festering cut, is now scarring. Its growing inward with a soft yet durable raised shell to protect the newer skin within. Just as I once held the venomous will to fight, wreak havoc and defend my actions, now is lost to self-pity.

The passion, there, no longer fresh, but festering— boiling in my blood and ripping me in half.

The yelling, screaming and fits of rage begin to scar. It’s healing now. That is a good sign, or is it?

Everlasting Love...!

There comes a point in love when it doesn't hurt anymore. You feel nothing but love. Your love for the object of your affection and nothing else.

It's complete submission. You can't go any further than that. You love without wondering how they feel about you. Sometimes you love without even knowing where they are and if you will ever be able to see them again. Worries about whether you will be able to spend a lifetime lifetyle with that person are so trivial to you because your love is greater than that.

I have learned that when you completely love someone you let go of all your desires. You just love. Not many people can actually wrap their heads around the idea but it makes complete sense to me. It brings me satisfaction.

Loving someone should always be easy. Relationships are complicated, love isn't. Too often we confuse the two together. Loving like that gives me the courage to go on.

I have loved another with all my heart and to me, that has always been enough.

A like

They are all alike. Those who say that they will love you forever and those who are totally

indifferent towards you. They are all alike. Those who claim they felt the pain and those who inflict that pain.

They are alike. Those who are heartbroken and those who broke the heart.

Those who make promises and break them with no remorse, and those who leave you halfway. Those who vow to protect you and those who stab you in the heart.

They are all alike. Those who love passionately and those who kill you softly. All Alike.

We are bound to be both predators and victims. Humans - we are all alike.

Lyrics & Chords(My Favourite I just love it to the core)

Lyrics & Chords

Awesome composition by Yuvan
soulful singing by Shreya Goshal (original version)

LYRICS OF THE SONG!!!

ninaithu ninaithu paarthaal
nerungi arugil varuvaen
unnaal dhaanae naanae vaazhgiraen o…
unnil indru ennai paarkkiraen
eduthu padithu mudikkum munnae
eriyum kadidham unakku kannae
unnaal dhaanae naanae vaazhgiraen o…
unnil indru ennai paarkkiraen
amarndhu paesum marangalin nizhalum
namadhu kadhaiyai kaalamum sollum
udhirndhu poana malarin vaasamaa…
thoodhu paesum kolusin oliyai
araigal muzhudhum aandugal sollum
udaindhu poana valaiyalin vannamaa…
ullangaiyial veppam saerkkum
viralgal undhan kaiyil
thoalil saaindhu kadhaigal paesa
namadhu vidhiyil illai
mudhal kanavu poadhumae kaadhalaa
kangal thirandhidu
paesi poana vaarthaigal ellaam
unadhu paechil kalandhae irukkum
ulagam azhiyum uruvam azhiyumaa…
paarthu poana paarvaigal ellaam
pagalum iravum unnudan irukkum
unadhu vizhigal ennai markkumaa…
thodarndhu vandha nizhalin bimbam
vandhu vandhu poagum
thiruttu poana thadayam irundhum
thirumbi varuvaen naanum
oru tharunam ennadaa kaadhalaa
unnul vaazhgiraen
ninaithu ninaithu paarthaal
nerungi arugil varuvaen
unnaal dhaanae naanae vaazhgiraen o…
unnil indru ennai paarkkiraen

Escaping Reality

When I was a kid and something bothered me, I ran away from it. I used to find an escape and pretended that nothing was wrong. That is why I was the most easy going child whose smile everyone loved. The sad part is that I still do. I run away. I don’t want to think about it. I don’t want to speculate what may or may not happen. I talk, I chat. I laugh, I party. I do anything and everything that would keep my mind off of my fears, off of people I have loved and off of reality.

It’s just my way of ‘dealing’ with situations.

I wonder how many other people do the same. I wonder how many of us try to pretend that everything is normal and exactly at the place that it is supposed to be.

But reality hits me in the late night hours when I try to lay myself in the bed without the two strong arms that used to hold me. Reality comes back when I mutter a prayer for you under my breath. It all comes back to me when your voice echoes in my ears—when your face encircles my vision—when you take over.

Deceiving myself will not take me anywhere. I know it. But still I try to deceive myself. I try to keep myself in the illusion that you are not a part of me, that I am not yours, when the fact is that each bone in my body yearns for you and every beat of my heart calls out your name and with each breath I take, I miss your presence.

Life is never as complicated as we, ourselves make it.
I wonder why....

Perfectly Pointless

How could I forget? How should I forget? Why should I forget? How am I suppose to forget?

Those kisses…Those tender touches, those sweet talks… that care?
Another female sleeps on my bed tonight and I wonder. I wonder if I would ever be able to let anyone in again. I wonder if I can forget those days… those nights… those sweet dreams…those quick naps… those flirty talks, those silent conversations.

You have no idea what you did to me and you don’t even care. Please tell me what to do. How should I take you out of my system? How should I hate you? How should I love you?

Of course it is bothering me more than it bothers you. You are just heartless. You were right when you said,

“Love makes the difference.”

Indeed.

Back to me

I want it all back: from the cold nights to the skipping heart beats. I want it back. I want my tears back—from when my love died to the countless times I have banged and bruised my head. I want my parents screaming at me because I am being mischievous, when I’m laughing on the inside because I have no intention of changing. I want my friends concerned about me. I want someone crying, begging god for me to be okay. I want it back. I want to cry over sad movies. I want to be afraid of dying. I want my hands to tremble, not from fear but from being emotional. I want to be upset over every day fights. I want to talk—freely. I want my veins to struggle to let my blood flow. I want my heart to have to work twice as hard to beat half as slow. I want it back. I want it all back. I want my innocence back. I want you back.

Living A Dream....!

I am getting comfortable.
I am getting comfortable in those arms a little too much. For the first time, I am not afraid. I am not afraid of myself, I am not afraid of people around me and I am not afraid of the future. Come what may. I do not care… and why should I? I have felt the touch—that caring tender touch and I will give up anything for it. I know it is worth all.

I am glad you are sincere. For the first time, I have known that you care—I have felt it (I won’t complain/taunt anymore *smiles*). I am glad that I can hear it in your words and see it in your eyes. I am glad it is you. I will never have any regrets. I am glad it is you that I have shared myself with. I will not trade you for anyone. I will not trade this for anything.
I tremble as I write this. I tremble the same way I tremble whenever I am in your arms, for I love you and a part of me will always love you.

You are beautiful. These past few days have reminded me of why I fell in love with you in the first place. These days, after a long time, you are reminding me of the female who depicts wonderful manners and a strong character. The female who is full of life… who is generous at heart and who doesn’t give up even when life shows less hope. True, some mistakes have been made. Some harsh words were said and some things weren’t avoided. But, I still believe there was nothing that is not amendable. You are the female whose smile makes my heart skip a beat. The female, I have loved. The female I am proud to love.

Do not worry, my darling, I do not ask anything in return. I do not wish to cause you any harm or distress, for I am just living a dream. I am living this wonderful dream, which, I know has to come to an end sooner or later. I hope we both cherish the memories if and when it is over.