SOLITARY PRINCESS

Mujhse , mat pooch ki kyun aankh jhukali maine

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Wed, 06 May 2009 03:52:00 +0000

Mujhse , mat pooch ki kyun aankh jhukali maine,teri

tasveer thi jo tujhse chupa li maine,

jis pe likha tha ki tu mere muqaddar mein nahi,

apne maathe ki woh tehreer mita li meine,

sabko yahaan sachha pyaar kahaan milta hai,

teri chaahat mein to umr bita li maine,

mujhko jaane kahaan ehsaas mere le jaayein,

waqt ke haathon se ek nazm utha li meine,

ghere rehti hai mujhe ek anokhi khushbu,

teri yaadon se har ek saans saja li maine,

jiske sheron ko woh sunke bahut roya tha,

bas wohi ek ghazal sabse chupali maine.

SIMPLE SOLUTIONS

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 01:56:00 +0000

The Difference between FOCUSING on PROBLEMS and FOCUSING on SOLUTIONS

Its simply amazing how sometimes our minds can come up with such incredible solutions. I couldn't help but thank Almighty Allah Subhana Wa Taala for blessing humans with such wisdom when the need arises. of course not all are so blessed to recieve this wisdom. may allah bless us with such wisdom to solve all our problems with simple solutions. ameen

Read on .... you will be definitely amazed to read these figments from our history . Must be true !

Case # 1 :

When NASA began the launch of astronauts into space, they found out that the pens would not work at zero gravity (ink will not flow down to the writing surface).

Solution # 1 : To solve this problem, it took them one decade and $12 million. They developed a pen that worked at zero gravity, upside down, underwater, in practically any surface including crystal and in a temperature range from below freezing to over 300 degrees

Solution # 2 : And what did the Russians do...?? They used a pencil.

Case # 2 :

One of the most memorable case studies on Japanese management was the case of the empty soapbox, which happened in one of Japan 's biggest cosmetics companies. The company received a complaint that a consumer had bought a soapbox that was empty.Immediately the authorities isolated the problem to the assembly Line, which transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department. For some reason, one soapbox went through the assembly line empty.Management asked its engineers to solve the problem.

Solution # 1 : Post-haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soapboxes that passed through the line to make sure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard and they worked fast but they spent a whoopee amount to do so.

Solution # 2 : But when a rank-and-file employee in a small company was posed with the same problem, he did not get into complications of X-rays, etc., but instead came out with another solution.He bought a strong industrial electric fan and pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soapbox passed the fan, it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line.

Moral· Always look for simple solutions.· Devise the simplest possible solution that solves the problems.· Always focus on solutions & not on problems.

Hmm !!! Great ! Indeed !

Now THIS IS ACTUAL POSITIVE THINKING !!!!! THINK ABOUT IT

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 03:56:00 +0000

Think Positive !!

This is nice ............. I thought i would share with all of you out there. you may have come across it earlier as well but I found it worth putting it up in my blog.

and the pic I put is simply coz i liked it a lot!!

Finding positive out of every negative - which we don't always manage to do.I am thankful...

1. For the husband who snores all night, because he is at home asleep with me and not with someone else.

2. For my teenage daughter who is complaining about doing dishes, because that means she is at home & not on the streets.

3. For the taxes that I pay because it means that I am employed.

4. For the mess to clean after a party because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.

5. For the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.

6. For my shadow that watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.

7. For a floor that needs mopping, and windows that need cleaning because it means I have a home.

8. For all the complaining I hear about the government because it means that we have freedom of speech.

9. For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.

10. For the noise I have to bear from my neighbours because it means that I can hear.

11. For the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.

12. For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been capable of working hard.

13. For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I am still alive.

AND FINALLY ....... For finding this article because it means I have friends who are thinking of positve thinking, at least.

THE PEBBLE STORY

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 05:59:00 +0000

Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to a village moneylender. The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer's beautiful daughter. So he proposed a bargain. He said he would forgo the farmer's debt if he could marry his daughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the cunning money-lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter.

He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty money bag. Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag. If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father's debt would be forgiven. If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father's debt would still be forgiven. But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the farmer's field. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag.

Now, imagine you were standing in the field. What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her, what would you have told her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:

The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the money-lender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The above story is used with the hope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral and logical thinking. The girl's dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking. Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.
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What would you recommend to the Girl to do?
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The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.

"Oh, how clumsy of me," she said. "But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked."

Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had picked the white one. And since the money-lender dared not admit his dishonesty, the girl changed what seemed an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Most complex problems do have a solution. It is only that we don't attempt to think in that direction.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm ! How I wish we all could be so clever !!!

ATTITUDE

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 02:22:00 +0000

A little boy went into drug store, reached for a soda carton and ask him for a Phone Call

Shop-owner replied Sweety this is no a STD, but you can do one call

The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:The boy asked, "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?

The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn."
"Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied boy.The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.

The little boy found more perseverance and offered, "Lady, I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of North-Palm beach, Florida."
Again the woman answered in the negative.
With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.
The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy and said," Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."
The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance with the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to!"

WE ARE ALL MIRRORS FOR EACH OTHER.....

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 12 Dec 2008 10:44:00 +0000

When we look at other people, we see many of their qualities in innumerable and seemingly random combinations. However, the qualities that we see in the people around us are directly related to the traits that exist in us. "Like attracts like" is one of the spiritual laws of the universe. We attract individuals into our lives that mirror who we are. Those you feel drawn to reflect your inner self back at you, and you act as a mirror for them. Simply put, when you look at others, you will likely see what exists in you. When you see beauty, divinity, sweetness, or light in the soul of another, you are seeing the goodness that resides in your soul. When you see traits in others that evoke feelings of anger, annoyance, or hatred, you may be seeing reflected back at you those parts of yourself that you have disowned or do not like.Because we are all mirrors for each other, looking at the people in your life can tell you a lot about yourself. Who you are can be laid bare to you through what you see in others. It is easy to see the traits you do not like in others. It is much more difficult to realize that you possess those same traits. Often, the habits, attitudes, and behaviors of others are closely linked to our unconscious and unresolved issues. When you come into contact with someone you admire, search your soul for similarly admirable traits. Likewise, when you meet someone exhibiting traits that you dislike, accept that you are looking at your reflection. Looking at yourself through your perception of others can be a humbling and eye-opening experience. You can also cultivate in you the traits and behaviors that you do like. Be loving and respectful to all people, and you will attract individuals that will love and respect you back. Nurture compassion and empathy and let the goodness you see in others be your mirror. --

"Pin all your hopes in God, then you will not be pinned down by man."

"Goodness is the only investment that never fails."

I AM NOT CRYING BECAUSE...............................

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 15:54:00 +0000

A man reached 70 years of age and he faced a disease; he could not urinate. The doctors informed him that he was in need of an operation to cure this disease. He agreed to have the operation done as the problem was giving him much pain for days. When the operation was completed, his doctor gave him the bill which covered all the costs. The old man looked at the bill and started to cry. Upon seeing this the doctor told him that if the cost was too high then they could make some other arrangements. The old man said "I am not crying because of the money but I am crying because Allah let me urinate for 70 years and He never sent me a bill."...

".......and if you try to count the blessings of Allah, never will you be able to count them..." Surah Ibrahim

Allah states that the servants are never able to count His blessings, let alone thank Him duly for them. In Sahih Al-Bukhari it is recorded that the Messenger of Allah( Peace and blessings be upon him) used to supplicate;

«اللَّهُمَّ لَكَ الْحَمْدُ غَيْرَ مَكْفِيَ وَلَا مُوَدَّعٍ وَلَا مُسْتَغْنًى عَنْهُ رَبَّنَا»

O Allah ! All praise is due to You, without being able to sufficiently thank You, nor ever wish to be cutoff from You, nor ever feeling rich from relying on You; our Lord!

It was reported that Prophet Dawud peace be upon him, used to say in his supplication, "O Lord! How can I ever duly thank You, when my thanking You is also a favor from You to me'' Allah the Exalted answered him, "Now, you have thanked Me sufficiently, O Dawud,'' meaning, `when you admitted that you will never be able to duly thank Me.'

LAFZ ADHOORAY LAGTEY HAIN..........................

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Tue, 09 Sep 2008 07:15:00 +0000

Lafz adhooray lagtay hain har baat adhoori lagti hai.. Chand bhi nahi nikla, ye raat adhoori lagti hai..

Baras rahay hain badal meray aashiyanay per qahar ban kar..

Abhi toota nahi makaan mera, ye barsaat adhoori lagti hai..

Kab tak sahara dengi umeedain meri sansoo ko..

Milta nahi tujh sa maharbaan, ye kainaat adhoori lagti hai..

Mili hain khushiyaan bhi mujhay lamhon ke wastay..

Agar gham hi moqaddar hai to, ye soghat adhoori lagti hai..

Kis se gila karoon koun sunega meri dashtan-e-tanhaai..

Likha tha jis per mera naseeb, Wo kitaab adhoori lagti hai..~~~

FOR ALL THE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE !

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 11:32:00 +0000

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Some times they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season!
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime

POTATOES

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 10:43:00 +0000

salam all,

Many of us hold grudges towards people in our lives at one point or the other and that spoils the human relations. And all of us do not let go of those grudges so easily for our own reasons. But Here is a cute Story in which a Kindergarten teacher teaches children how much pain in the neck can "Holding Grudges" actually be for all of us. And how free and happy we can be by dropping the burden of those grudges that we may have against some people.

After reading this story I actually realised how harmful and painful it can be for our OWN SELVES to hate somebody !!!

May Allah Subhana wataala Grant us all patience to forgive those who wrong/ hurt us. Ameen sumameen.

Request in duas

Read on

POTATOES

A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game.The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.

So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes.

The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.

Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes.

Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended.

The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?"

The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.

Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart.

The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime?"

Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifetime. Forgiving others is the best attitude to take. "Learn to Forgive and Forget"

WHAT HAPPENED ?????

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 12:04:00 +0000

As salam alykum,

well ,well well ! HereI am again, but this time after long time. My apologies for the same. Actually I didnt find any nice story which I would share with u all. But yes ! I did find one Poem , I dont know who the author of the poem is and I also dont knw the source of this poem either. I found it just today in one of the unopened mails which was sent to me by my sister pretty 3 yrs ago. Phwe !!!! thats pretty long time to open and check a sisters mail isnt it??? Well I thought it must be just another forward at that time.But I liked it so much and thought I should share it with u all. Read on !!

WHAT HAPPENED???

What happened to those days when my faith was strong?

When I wouldn't dare think of doing anything wrong

When my trust in Allah would lead me through

The good and bad, the old and new

What happened to the days when my prayer was sincere?

When there was absolutely nothing on earth I would fear

When I was certain that Allah was very near

And would run to Him and leave all else that is dear

What happened to those days when I could recite well?

When I bought Paradise and this world I would sell

When my heart was pure and all full of light

When my Salah was my source of strength and might

What's wrong my soul, why did you fall?

Don't you know that Allah hears your call?

A little test like this shouldn't beat you so

It shouldn't pull you down to a level so low

Don't you know that Allah always chooses what is best

And that this is all part of a previously planned test

Allah is Great, Allah is Al-Hakeem

His ways are just, no matter how hard it may seem

Hold on my soul, to the fireball in your palm

Hold on tight and when it burns, be calm

Whenever it falls, bend down and restart

Let out the tears and wipe clean that heart

Get back on your feet and go back to those days

You will soon see this is only a transient phase--

Allah burdens not a person beyond his scope. He gets reward for that (good) which he has earned, and he is punished for that (evil) which he has earned. "Our Lord! Punish us not if we forget or fall into error, our Lord! Lay not on us a burden like that which You did lay on those before us (Jews and Christians); our Lord! Put not on us a burden greater than we have strength to bear. Pardon us and grant us Forgiveness. Have mercy on us. You are our Maula

(Patron, Supporter and Protector, etc.) and give us victory over the disbelieving people. Aameen Sumaameen !!!

PRECIOUS THAN DIAMONDS AND PEARLS

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 09:26:00 +0000

salam,

I know this post is coming too soon after the last one, but I simply couldn't resist my self from publishing it. I thought it was indeed very precious message which should be shared with you all . All the parents of daughters , specially teenaged daughters would indeed get a new way of convincing their daughters about developing a good dress sense.

This is not a story ,but a real life incident where a father convinces his daughter about dressing properly. The beauty of the explanations he gives his daughter just moved me and touched me deep inside. I was amazed and wonderd for a long time. Indeed girls are really are precious !!!!

Read on.

Request in duas.

PRECIOUS THAN DIAMONDS AND PEARLS

“If memory serves me correctly, I was wearing a little white tank top and a short black skirt. I had been raised Orthodox Muslim, so I had never before worn such revealing clothing while in my father’s presence. When we finally arrived, the chauffer escorted my younger sister, Laila, and me up to my father's suite. As usual, he was hiding behind the door waiting to scare us. We exchanged many hugs and kisses as we could possibly give in one day. My father took a
good look at us. Then he sat me down on his lap and said something that I will never forget.
He looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Hana, everything that God made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground covered and protected. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. You’ve got to work hard to get to them.”
He looked at me with serious eyes. “Your body is sacred. You’re far more precious than diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too.”
Source: More Than A Hero: Muhammad Ali’s Life Lessons Through His Daughter’s Eyes

SWEET POISON

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:53:00 +0000

Salam ,

I am so so so glad that people are actually benefitting from the stories that I post here. I really am feeling soo soo soo good. Thank u all soo soo soo much. Inshallah I wont disappoint u all in future as well.

our attitude towards life is very crucial when it comes to dealing with life's situations. But sometimes it takes something like these short stories to makes us redesign and restructure our outlooks and point of views. And this makes all the difference. And a major difference at that.

Here is another story which I stumbled upon. This is coming all the way from China. But the message and the problem potrayed here is Universal. I hope well can benefit from this story and May allah help us in changing us all for the better even before we realise that we have actually changed. Ameen. Read on and enjoy.

request for duas.

SWEET POISON

A long time ago in China, a girl named Li-Li got married and went to live with her husband and mother-in-law. In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn't get along with her mother-in-law at all.Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-law's habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly.Days passed days, and weeks passed weeks. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting. But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish.All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's poor husband great distress.Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-law's bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it.Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs. She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all. Mr. Huang thought for a while, and finally said, Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you. Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do."Mr. Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs.He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become suspicious. Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of these herbs in her serving. Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspects you when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. Don't argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen."Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.Weeks went by, and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother. After six months had passed, the whole household had changed.Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost never got mad or upset. She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.The mother-in-law's attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love Li-Li like her own daughter. She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in- law one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter. Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening.One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again. She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison from killing my mother-in-law! She's changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her."Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her."

The Cracked Pot

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Mon, 16 Jun 2008 11:54:00 +0000

Salam ,

wow thank you all so much for visiting my blog and reading these stories. I know these may be "Just stories" but yes , they sometimes do leave a mark on our mind and on our souls and make us develop a better vision.I have changed my outlook and the way I used to think, after reading these. So I thought I should share the benefits and alhamdulillah its working. Allah has unique ways of imparting wisdom to us all indeed.

I am really glad that people have found my stories helpful. Inshallah I hope to Share with you such stories when ever I come across one such that should be thought provoking.

Here is another small story I can t say it new and many of you must have read it before also. But the message in it is soo soo beautiful that I thought I should share it with you all.

After reading it, one will realise that they tend to let go of their inferiority complexes and accept the weakness and flaws they have in them . Afterall nobody is perfect in this world and every flaw we have there is a purpose behind it and it can be blessing in disguise too. So never feel that if we are not perfect there is no purpose behind it. Only thing is time will tell.

May the Almighty Allah Subhana wa taala grant us Patience, wisdom and insight to recognise our flaws as blessing as, "The Cracked Pot" did in the following story. Read on and enjoy !!

THE CRACKED POT

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole that he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers on your side of the path but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path. Every day while we walk back, you've watered them. For two years, I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

The Carrot, Coffee beans & Egg

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 08:51:00 +0000

salam,

I think I am gonna become a Story teller !!!! But I can't help it. I come across some beautiful stories, I just cant keep them for myself. Here is another Nice story, very beautifully told and has lot of meaning to it. And after I read these stories I get this goody goody kinda feeling whichI fee I must share it with you all.

I really wish many of my blogger friends read the stories I put in here coz even if its for a while ,they make us see a perspective which we often fail to see in certain circumstances. Its like getting a view of the other side of the coin and make us wonder !!!

Read on and enjoy and pls do let those comments coming in coz I wanna knw.

And by the way I am a Coffee Bean !!!

The Carrot, Coffee beans & Egg

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her.

She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see." "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?" Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity -- boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water."Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?

Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean??

Be A Lake

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 10:41:00 +0000

Salam ,

I am back and this time with another story upon which we can reflect. I found it good. But I also did wonder if actually when we are in that particular circumstance , can we all even think of becoming lakes???

The old Master instructed the unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a glass of water and then to drink it. "How does it taste?" the Master asked."Awful," spat the apprentice.

The Master chuckled and then asked the young man to take another handful of salt and put it in the lake.

The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and when the apprentice swirled his handful of salt into the lake, the old man said, "Now drink from the lake."As the water dripped down the young man's chin, the Master asked, "How does it taste?" "Good!" remarked the apprentice.

"Do you taste the salt?" asked the Master. "No," said the young man.

The Master sat beside this troubled young man, took his hands, and said,"The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less.

The amount of pain in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount we taste the 'pain' depends on the container we put it into.So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things ..... Stop being a glass. Become a lake!"

Aashaayen Khile Dil Ki

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 31 May 2008 12:27:00 +0000

salam ,

I knw its been quite some time I have posted. kindly excuse me for it. I heard a song on the radio the other day and I found it soo soo inspiring and sounded soo good to my ears.

I found out it was from the movie Iqbal. A great movie about a deaf and mute boy who goes on to become a crickter. I remmeber seeing it very long ago but didnt knw this song Was in it. But if I recall the movie, I realise it fits there perfectly. Its soo encouraging and inspiring.

people who lack certain things in them have no reason at all to be signed off as they cannot do anything. Infact I believe that when allah subhana wa taala deprives a human being of something He gives them somethings more valuabe and instils in them certain qualities which I feel is far greater than what the normal people posses.

There is indeed a beautiful compensation which He makes when he deprives somebody of something. And people who are deprived of certain important things like speech, hearing, health, mobility, sight, etc they are blessed wid courage indeed to push beyond their limits.sometimes songs and films like these makes them realise their hidden potential.

Many healthy people have everything but they lack the courage and confidence, which is something very difficult to inculcate. I feel they can indeed learn from such people .

I pray that Allah Grants us this wisdom to acknowledge that there is indeed a better trait with which we may be blessed when we r deprived of something and we should be thankful to Him for the same.

Try listening to the song once its great. I have the lyrics for the same. Enjoy and reflect. Hope it triggers courage with in us!!!! It did indeed trigger me !

request in duas .

aashaayen ...aashaayen ...

kuch paane ki ho aas aas

kuch armaan ho jo khaas khaas

aashaayen ...

har koshish mein ho waar waar

kare dariyao ko aar paar

aashaayen ...

toofano ko chir ke manzilo ko chin le

(aashaayen khile dil kiummeedein hase dil ki

ab mushkil nahi kuch bhi nahi kutch bhi)

o ho o...udd jaaye leke khushi

apne sang tujhko waha jannat se mulaqat ho

puri ho teri har dua

(aashaayen khile dil ki ummeedein hase dil ki

ab mushkil nahi kutch bhi nahi kuch bhi)

aashaayen ...

gujre aaisi har raat raat

ho khwaahisho se baat baat

aashaayen ...

lekar suraj se aag aag

gaaye ja apna raag raag

aashaayen ...

kuch aaisa karke dikha

khud khush ho jaaye khuda

(aashaayen khile dil kiummeedein hase dil ki

ab mushkil nahi kutch bhinahi kuch bhi)

The Real Meaning Of Peace

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Thu, 22 May 2008 11:56:00 +0000

Salam,
I found this story, depicting Peace in the most fascinating way i ve ever come across. read on !!!

There once was a king who offered a prize to the artistwho would paint the best picture of peace. Many artiststried. The king looked at all the pictures. But therewere only two he really liked, and he had to choose between them.
One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror for peaceful towering mountains all aroundit. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.
The other picture had mountains, too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky, from which rain fell and in which lightning played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all.
But when the king looked closely, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest - in perfect peace.
Which picture do you think won the prize? The king chose the second picture. Do you know why?
"Because," explained the king, "peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."

QUE SERA SERA

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Wed, 14 May 2008 06:44:00 +0000

salam
I keep telling myself that I will post here often but u knw how life is ??? doesnt lets us relax. so today I thought I should finally write.
Past few days, in fact the past week was a depressing week for me. Somtimes some things happens in life which almost makes u feel as if its the end of the world !! But Alhamdulillah I am gifted with that ability to lift myself away from such drawbacks. And all credit goes to that Suprme POWER who is the most Powerful , Allah Subhana wa taala.
Alhamdulillah I am feeling a lot better these days but still somewhere behind my mind something goes on which says what now??? where will this path on which I am treading lead to ? such questions keep popping up. But i ve decided, que sera sera !!!! what ever will be, will be. The future is not our' s to see!!! que sera sera.
Sometimes some songs have such true and deep meaning right??? we realise it when we are in a particular situation.
I remmember this was a song which I heard in school when I was in 4th standard. I must have been about 8 or 9 yrs old then. How would I know what it meant then? But I knw it now !!
It really gives a sort of relief and comfort when we actually leave everything to time and dont bother about whats gonna happen next. Though its very difficult to achieve such sate of mind But once we decide it that way it fills us with a sort of ease and relief !!
At this I remmember a dialouge of a Hindi movie which says, kabhi kabhi Us Pr bhi chodna padta hai !! ( sometimes we Have to leave it to the Almighty) but i feel kabhi kabhi nahi , not only sometimes but always, if we leave it to Him, HE WILL TAKE CARE ! HE DEFINITELY WILL!!INSHALLAH!!!!

Keep well till next time and pls do keep those comments coming coz i am waiting !
request for Duas

FEELS GREAT TO BE HERE !!! THANKS FOR THE WELCOME !!

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Wed, 07 May 2008 07:05:00 +0000

salam,

well, it was really good to see people dropping by my blog. And their comments like cherry on the cake ! thanks soo much. I am new here ( I created it two years back but never really wanted to post anything then ) but i intend to stay for sometime. so i hope i dont bore the bloggers.

I have realised that its not that dificult to actually write down whats going on inside you. infact i felt a lot better after doing that. this has opend new gateways for peace and its has served as a great relief from stress.

people say I am an ocean of emotions and knowledge but i still feel that what i know is just a drop of the ocean. I am yet to find out the depth of the ocean. I know its not possible. But as WE drown we will come to know. There are many many things which i want to share . which i have realised only when i started posting here and u know what ??I am really excited .

If any of my dearest visitors would like me to post about any particualr topic pls do drop a line.

Inshallah i will try not to dissappoint .

BYE FOR NOW !

request in Duas

Chalo ek baar phir se, ajnabi ban jaye ham dono

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 03 May 2008 08:59:00 +0000

Chalo ek baar phir se, ajnabi ban jaye ham dono

Na main tumse koi ummeed rakhoon dilnavaazi ki

Na tum meri taraf dekho galat andaaz nazaron se

Na mere dil ki dhadkan ladkhadaaye meri baaton mein

Na zaahir ho tumhaari kashm-kash ka raaz nazaron se

Chalo ek baar phir se..

Tumhen bhi koi uljhan rokti hai peshkadmi se

Mujhe bhi log kehte hain, ki yeh jalve paraaye hain

Mere hamraah bhi rusvaaiyaan hain mere maajhi ki

Tumhaare saath bhi guzri hui raaton ke saaye hain

Chalo ek baar phir se..

Taarruf rog ho jaaye to usko bhoolnaa behtar

Taalluk bojh ban jaaye to usko todnaa achchha

Voh afsaana jise anjaam tak laana na ho mumkin

Use ek khoobsoorat mod dekar chhodna achchha

Chalo ek baar phir se..

WHY DO I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES??????

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 06:10:00 +0000

Hmm , must be wondering why did i select this ???? thats simply coz , yes i do belive in miracles. i have seen them happening right in front of my eyes .
i have come to realise how to make miracles happen. And thats only and only by prayer. Dua !! yes only dua has the power to make miracles happen and I strongly belive in the power of prayer.
coz its Allah subhana wa taala's Promise in many places in the Holy Quran .
Allah the Exalted, has said:

"And yourLord says: Pray unto me: and I will hear your prayer" (Quran40:60),
"Call upon your Lord Humbly and in secret" (Quran 7:55),
"When My servants question thee concerning Me, I am indeed close(to them): I listen to the prayer of every suppliant when he calleth on Me" (Quran 2:186),
"Is not He (best) who listens tothe (soul) distressed when it calls on Him, and who relieves its suffering." (Quran 27:62)

And subhan Allah every word is true.

I speak from my personal experience if you feel that you want something to happen in your life just call upon the All mighty. when u see things happening for you, all seems like miracles. only He has the power of making impossible things possible. And its very easy for him coz, all he has to say is " BE and it IS" subhanallah.

TRY IT, IT REALLY WORKS !!! AND YOU WOULD BE MUSING OVER THE JOY OF THAT MIRACLE FOR A LOOOONG TIME TO COME INSHALLAH !

Humble request for Duas

Hope

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 06:48:00 +0000

When all about you is black with gloom,

And all you feel is pending doom.

When your bones are racked with grim despair -

When every breath is a gasp for air.

Keep on going, though you need to grope,

For around the bend is a ray of hope.

A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,

As your will to live has been bereft.

You've lost it all, it's just no use!

You can end it all, you need no excuse.

But throw away that piece of rope,

And give yourself a chance of hope.

Just give yourself another day,

Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.

This is your life and you can make a new start,

By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.

Taking baby steps in order to cope,

And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.

Build on your hope,. one day at a time,

Though the road be steep and hard to climb.

The hurts of the past - they should be dead.

The fears of the future are all in your head.

Just live in the present and refuse to mope

Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.

Finally i wrote

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 06:48:00 +0000

Finally i worte something down . i was always apprehensive about writing down my feelings on a paper. i dont know i felt some sort of insecurity, at the same time i did also know that writing down will hepl me feel better. so i ve decided that i will write here, in my own space. and u knw what i dont care of somebody reads what i am wriing.
so blogging here i come.

noreply@blogger.com (SOLITARY PRINCESS) — Sat, 06 Oct 2007 09:11:00 +0000

hi ,
just joined here.
lets see whare its gonna take me !!!