Animals do it largely for the REPRODUCTION, but so-called Social Animals (People) do it regularly thinking that it will give them SATISFACTION.
Rather than swallowing our pride and simply asking what we do not know, we choose to fill in the blanks ourselves and later become humbled. Wisdom was often, in its youth, proven foolish, and ones humiliated were meant to become wise.
An organisation can neither appreciate nor appraise correctly a bright & talent till the people at its topmost height think that it requires a wrong person over the right workforce to get the job done.
A man, who unconditionally does agree to the unstated clause that it is only he who has to say always SORRY and never she under any damn situation, is only eligible and entitle to marry a woman.
Foolish man, what do you bemoan, and what do you fear? Wherever you look there is an end of evils. You see that yawning precipice? It leads to liberty. You see that flood, that river, that well? Liberty houses within them. You see that stunted, parched, and sorry tree? From each branch liberty hangs. Your neck, your throat, your heart are all so many ways of escape from slavery … Do you enquire the road to freedom? You shall find it in every vein of your body.
Count your blessings and be grateful not a great fool.
You had to deal every day with people who were foolish and lazy and untruthful and downright unpleasant, and you could certainly end up thinking that the world would be considerably improved if you gave them a slap.
A private organisation may not have sufficient apple or other essential ingredients in its monthly stock, but its top brass will only talk about individual’s performance pie i.e. achievement vs target of apple-pie sales in the meeting.
All I have learned in life really just boils down to this: there is only one difference between the so-called wise and the so-called foolish…and between those who are truly happy and those who are not. Those who are wise – and those who are happy – embrace and appreciate life. Those who are unhappy and unwise do not. That is all; that is the only difference.
Some things you never forgot. She had come to believe that the very things the practical world dismissed as ephemera-things like songs and moonlight and kisses-were sometimes the things that lasted the longest. They might be foolish, but they defied forgetting. And that was good.
That was good.