Saving the savior..

This was the post I posted exactly a year back..

Would I say the same now?

Right now, I’m not being helpful to anyone or even being a very good friend in the past month..

Yet, when I read what I wrote, I feel a surge of pride..

Though I would prefer to be a victim and let others help me to drag, reading back my own words, gives me the push I need to move my lazy self to stand back on my own feet..

And this reminds me of Harry Potter producing his first patronus, to save himself, just with the knowledge that he would be able to do so..

I ask the potterheads to excuse me, when I’m bragging that my blog is indeed a time-turner.. 😛

And it helps me save myself and let me be the victim and savior of myself.. 😉

Now do visit the original post and let me know of your views over comments or owl-post.. 😛


Whom do you really help when you help someone?

Source: Saving the savior..

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What we do?

Who would make you feel more privileged for being even an acquaintance?
The one who shouts loud and long for a single step forward or
The one who silently carves a master piece and goes on with the next work?

If you say, the artist, How many times have you stopped to look at the work and appreciate the work of artists, not shouting out?

Is it still right to believe, in this era, that the scent of flower, sells the flower, rather than the false flashy ads for make-look flowers?

Do we have the time to say a simple word of kindness or genuine appreciation or just a simple smile for those who still believes in selling the flowers, without the ads?

If we don’t do it now, we might be losing the natural scented flowers eventually to the not so natural ones..