Shedding Light on the Shadows: {Unveiling Social Problems Plaguing Our World}

What is the most powerful thing in this world? Well, some will say money, some say weapons and some might say nuclear bombs. For me the most powerful thing in this world is our THOUGHT. WHY? Because true power is in our thinking. When we truly believe in something and we have faith in it, it will surely happen. We must have confidence in what we believe. It could be anything; sometimes we think it is impossible, however anything impossible will become possible if we believe it truly from our heart and our soul. Well I learn this from a cartoon. We can gain knowledge from everything. Thank you.

മുക്കുറ്റിയും കാശിതുംബയും വംശനാശം മുന്നില്‍ കണ്ടു കേഴുന്നു .. നിറപുത്തരിക്ക ു വെയ്ക്കാന്‍ കതിരിനായി മലയാളി തമിഴ് ലോറിയും കാത്തിരിക്കുന്നു . ഒരു നെല്‍ക്ക ണി മലയാള മണ്ണില്‍ വീണു കിളുര്‍ക്കാന്‍ കൊതിക്കുന്നു .. മുക്കുറ്റി പൂക്കള്‍ കസവ് നെയ്ത ഒറ്റയടി പാതകളും , കൊയ്തൊഴിഞ്ഞ പാടത്തെ തല പന്ത് കളിയും പുതു തലമുറക്ക്‌ അന്ന്യമായിരിക്കുന്നു എന്നിട്ടും മലയാളി ഓണം ആഘോഷിക്കുകയാണ് - കടലാസ് പൂക്കളാല്‍ പൂക്കളം ഇട്ടും , അന്യ സംസ്ഥാങ്ങളില്‍ നിന്നും വരുന്ന അരിയും പച്ചക്കറിയും മുഷ്ടടാനംമുണ്ടും ടെലിവിഷന് മുന്നില്‍ ഇരുന്നും മലയാളി ഓണം ആഘോഷിക്കുന്നു കാര്‍ഷിക കേരളത്തിന്റെ ഓണം ഓര്‍മകളില്‍ മാത്രം ആയിരിക്കുന്നു ഓണം എന്ന് ഗ്രിഹാതുരത്വമുണര്‍ത്തുന്ന ഓര്‍മകളാണ് കച്ചവട കേരളത്തിന്റെ ഇ പുതിയ ഓണത്തിനെ നമുക്കും വരവേല്‍ക്കാം .... ആഘോഷിക്കാം എല്ലാവര്ക്കും എന്‍റെ ഹൃദയം നിറഞ്ഞ ഓണാശംസകള്‍

A while back I had a dream that left me rushing for air when I woke up. When I fell asleep I could hear myself running. I could feel the wind rushing past my face and the ground beneath my feet as I ran full force. I knew I was in a wooded area because of the shuffling leaves and the twigs snapping beneath my feet. The worst part was that the whole time I was blind. I couldn't see anything around me but all of my other senses were heightened. The dream got really intense because I started to run faster and I could hear myself breathing harder and harder. That lasted for about two seconds when out of nowhere I just fell. I fell over a cliff or into a hole or something very large because I just kept falling until I woke up gasping for air. It was one of the most intense dreams I have ever had in my life.

The Window" Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color...

The common theme of Mother Teresa words reflect her work with the lonely, the sick, the dying and the destitute. Her unending love came through in her work and in her words. She was forever compassionate towards the loneliness felt by "wealthy" people, who on the surface had it all. She was also very concerned about the breakdown of families. Here is a collection of her words which say it all: Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. If we want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it. Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Everybody today seems to be in such a terrible rush, anxious for greater developments and greater riches and...

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be – a roommate, a neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a complete stranger – but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment they will affect your life in some profound way. Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless. The p...

In old times, fable retells the story of the young athletic boy hungry for success, for whom winning was everything and success was measured by such a result. One day, the boy was preparing himself for a running competition in his small native village, himself and two other young boys to compete. A large crowd had congregated to witness the sporting spectacle and a wise old man, upon hearing of the little boy, had travelled far to bear witness also. The race commenced, looking like a level heat at the finishing line, but sure enough the boy dug deep and called on his determination, strength and power .. he took the winning line and was first. The crowd was ecstatic and cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man remained still and calm, expressing no sentiment. The little boy, however. felt proud and important. A second race was called, and two new young, fit, challengers came forward, to run with the little boy. The race was started and sure enough the little boy came throug...