Had a whole new experience today...though I don't really know what I should write about it other than stating that its a whole new experience with much I cannot comprehend.

Anyways.. here's something I want to share ^.^

Heart of Gratitude

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.

A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?"

The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way."
I wrote: "Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it."

Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story: Be thankful for what you have.. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.

When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.

The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling…

And even more beautiful is, knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!

Enjoy your day with a heart of gratitude.

I know that there were many things that I have taken forgranted for and therefore lost it. There are also things that I have now which I should know I should be more grateful and that I may lose it one day, but there is just this tendency and habit which I cannot change. And when its lost, I can only regret the way I am expecting myself to be, and still not do anything about it coz sometimes, things are just better the way they are simply coz it cannot be anywhere worst.
And yet, the things that I've lost, I cry yearn beg, halfhearted though coz partly I know I don't have the right to, partly coz I just don't know what to do.