When life seems overwhelming and meaningless, Try to focus on the little things; Like the sunlight beaming through your window, The robin perched on a faraway branch, The taste of a juicy apple, The dew bright spider's web. Those precious little wonders that our senses delight. If your spirits are still asunder, Seek the laughter of children. Your soul will surely thank you. For these are the times to seek gentle comforts, Soothing and familiar things
A 24 year boy seeing out from the train window, shouted, "Dad, look the trees are going behind!" Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old's childish behavior with pity. Suddenly he again exclaimed "Dad, look the clouds are running with us!" The couple couldn't resist and said to the old man, "Why don't you take your son to a good doctor?" Old man smiled and said "I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, He Just Got His EYES TODAY" MORAL: - Every Single Person... Read more »
Right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They’re either lonely or they're missing somebody. They are in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn’t believe. They wish and they dream and they hope, and they look out the window whenever they’re in the car or on a bus or a train and they watch people on the streets and wonder what they’ve been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They’re like you, and you could tell them everything and they... Read more »
One day a good man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of the lady who had got a Mercedes. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It... Read more »
The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coiffed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. “I... Read more »
Life is like having a cup of coffee. You sit by the window, lift the cup, take a sip, only to realize that you forgot to add sugar, too lazy to go for it you somehow struggle to finish the the bitter drink, afterwards you discover undissolved sugar at the bottom. That's how life is, we are sometimes lazy and blinded to value what is around us and instead live in bitterness. Look around, maybe the sweetness of life you are looking is closer than you think.
I don't really hang out with people. I like to be by myself. In fact, I've been arrested a few times because I like to walk around at two or three in the morning, looking at shop windows. The cops take me to the station and fingerprint me. But I wouldn't call that hanging out.
She tapped on the window with her embossed hairbrush. They were too far off to hear. The drone of the trees was in their ears; the chirp of birds; other incidents of garden life, inaudible, invisible to her in the bedroom, absorbed them. Isolated on a green island, hedged about with snowdrops, laid with a counterpane of puckered silk, the innocent island floated under her window. Only George lagged behind.