The other day,
saw a cat with one eye grey. The other bloody. But it was going on with Life. Not
crying. Not whining. If it has just one eye, it uses its ears sharper. When it
comes to acceptance, to moving on, to making the most of life, the cat is our
master. Or should be. Many of us have been hit by life. After the intial gush
of tears. The ‘Why me?’, The ‘Oh God you bloody b******’, we need to take a
deep breath. And learn from the one-eyed
cat. No hospital. No antibiotics. No pain killers. No sick leave. We humans have created an
emotional cancer called Victimology. “Poor me, life’s unfair,
hook me up to
the money machine.” Life pours cat piss on that. God says “Whatever
happens to you, know you asked for it. I magnify your asking. There’s one
thing worse than a bloody eye, it’s a scaredy heart…” “Life ain’t a
pretty place. It is a glorious thing.” -- Tarun & Celia
Here is Nishi's beautiful reply to the post: "I learnt this from the trees. You chop it uproot it burn it... The worms attack n eat the leaves... Too much water n stormy winds.. N too much heat with no water... It takes it all.. N from the burnt wood a green sprout pops out even after many months.... Relentless life... With only one objective... Life..."
Here is Nishi's beautiful reply to the post: "I learnt this from the trees. You chop it uproot it burn it... The worms attack n eat the leaves... Too much water n stormy winds.. N too much heat with no water... It takes it all.. N from the burnt wood a green sprout pops out even after many months.... Relentless life... With only one objective... Life..."
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