Archive for August, 2006

Great people say and write great things … So learn them if you can ..

August 29, 2006
SOME GREAT QUOTES BY GREAT MEN
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1. Nothing is particularly hard if you divide it into small jobs.

Henry Ford
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2.I haven’t failed, I’ve found 10,000 ways that don’t work.
Thomas Edison
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3. Always continue to climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.
Oprah Winfrey
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Ideas must work through the brains and arms of good and brave men, or they are no better than dreams.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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If I were a medical man, I should prescribe a holiday to any patient who considered his work important.
Bertrand Russell
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6. No rules for success will work if you don’t.
Unknown
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Problems are only opportunities in work clothes.
Henry Kaiser
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8. The best kind of pride is that which compels a person to do his or her best even when no one is looking.
Unknown
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9. The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary.
Vidal Sassoon
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10. Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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11. When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.
John Ruskin
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12. Warning to all Personnel: Firings will continue until morale improves.
Anonymous
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13. Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.
Thomas Edison
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14. Every man’s work, whether it be literature, or music or pictures or architecture or anything else, is always a portrait of himself.
Samuel Butler
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15. One plays for the sake of work and works for the sake of leisure.
Aristotle
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16. The work praises the man.
Irish proverb
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17. Work your way up or rust your way out.
H Holton
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I hope you liked this selection but always remember that though a lot of the quotes are about WORK – I never liked that silly thing Work because it is without a doubt the most boring task to do …
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Here is one I have just thought up :-
18. “Give ’em a smile and they’ll take a mile”
Deepak Menon
29 Aug 2006 on my daughters birthday!

A TIME TO CLING TO …A Poem by me

August 26, 2006
A TIME TO CLING TO
And a time to cling to and never let go
A time of which we have nothing to show
A time when in profound joy we lie low
A time of love, which we never out grow
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A time of love welling up in joyous souls
A time to grapple inspiration to our souls
A time when love light over our world rolls
Our object of love becomes our single goal
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Remember my friends very many perspectives
Colour this Earth where puny mankind lives
And here is where the glory of love lives
Ruling our destinies and Golden dreams gives
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So be not ruled by the mind’s sense and reason
Do not change your colors with every season
Never against your love commit any treason
Golden is the color of Eternal Love’s Season
Deepak Menon
25 Aug 2006

It took a long time coming .. Appreciation from my precious son

August 13, 2006


And today my son Sam brought a glow of love all over me with this letter he sent :-
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Dearest Pop,
I was reading Tamam Shudh again. And it is indeed the best poetry I’ve ever read. You ROCK!!! :-D…Lots of love and kisses,
Sam
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So what more can one want in this world?
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And the cover of the book I am placing below

A quatrain by someone and another by me

August 12, 2006

The quatrain by someone I read in an old old book was :-
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You to the Mosque with howling Hymn and Prayer
And I to the Tavern do repair
Each to find Allah in his diverse ways
I find him here – do you find him there?

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And here is a quatrain I wrote :-
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58.A traveler approaching the Tavern cried
” Open the doors and let me come inside,
to restore my faith for a little while
Before back into the heartless world -I ride”.

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Deepak Menon – From My book of Quatrains – Tamamshudh

Literature is the Mirror of our Times – A poem by Deepak Menon

August 12, 2006

Literature is the mirror of the times they say
Reflecting the colours of the present day
The joys and the sorrows of the world they say
Sentiments which rise when the people pray.
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So the world today when today described
In words that its true sentiments cried
Must be the flavour of the times imbibed
In the general psyche of men world wide
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The flavour of sweeping pride and hate
Attacking in strength providence’s gate
With rabble rousers taunting to inflate
Fear in people against their earlier mate
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The flavour of the sentiments of the vulture
Listening with each breath for the overture
Of discontent with visions of the dark future
In religion or wealth which is losing lusture
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And the flavour of the lurking jackal
Who lurks in the shadows watching all
Who stray even a little from justices hall
To give his pack destructions clarion call
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And descend on the peaceful remains of earth
Hoardes who were born to a gentle hearth
Misled by scavenging beings soon after birth
To evolve into destroyers of laughter and mirth
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And rob this gentle earth of its gown of love
Causing to fly away with peace the gentle dove
Closing the escape window to the One above
Hate, Jealousy, Anger, Deceit replacing LOVE
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So what shall this Literateur write about?
Shall he ramble and incoherently shout?
Like a senseless bully become an enraged lout?
Or shall he live and silently against injustice shout ?
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God made us to live within the borders of our lord
Love and Kindness to spread across the board
To protect and save without expectaion of reward
To sing messages of love like an an immortal bard
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But somewhere along the way humanity has strayed
And by some malignant dark force been waylaid
And the visits to old friends are now akin to a raid
With loot lining the thorn bed for friends now made
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Perhaps love shall still rise from the earth like a sphinx
Perhaps it shall still enter the minds of one who thinks
And repair the chain of brotherhood’s broken links
And smoothen out the creases and break the jinx
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So that the people of the world can once again smile
And love and hope and laughing the entire while
Embrace their brothers and sisters across every mile
With open love rise from darkness without guile……

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. Deepak Menon – 12 Aug 06