Lesson I Learned Today

When Dwight D. Eisenhower was eight or nine, he wanted to go trick or treating on Halloween. Unfortunately, his mother didn’t allow him to. As a result, he threw a temper tantrum, and punched a tree in the front yard. He punched it so hard that skin on his fingers was torn apart. Eisenhower’s momContinue reading “Lesson I Learned Today”

Keep Getting Knocked Down

When I keep getting knocked down, again and again, by factors and elements that are not in my control, I wonder how far back and how deep I can fall. Going with the flow is hard. Grabbing on to the unforeseeable string of changing tides is even harder. Many people decide to give up onContinue reading “Keep Getting Knocked Down”

Kick Him Out

We all know that to move forward, we have to let go of the past. We also know that to fully savor a brand new day, we have to come to terms with things that are not in our control. What if, over the course of our trying to let go of the past andContinue reading “Kick Him Out”

Minuscule Story Of The Day

Have you ever thought to yourself that since most people in the big city are too involved in their own universes, your small gestures of public courtesies will likely not be noticed by the ones, to whom you show, and therefore, why bother showing any, even if it is required by the circumstance? Earlier thisContinue reading “Minuscule Story Of The Day”

Un Coup De Main

Est-il trop pour demander l’aide? Est-il trop pour espérer qu’on pourra être donné un coup de main par quelqu’un, qui s’est déjà profité de tout ce que on avait eu à offrir auparavant? S’il étais un cas de demande déraisonnable, alors, il serais peut-être que ce que je veux des autres peut être considéré commeContinue reading “Un Coup De Main”

L’habitude de La Nuit

Je me suis réveillé au milieu de la nuit plutôt ce matin. Le besoin d’aller uriner me poussait à quitter la bulle du sommeil. Après tout s’est fini et complété; je me suis retourné dans le trou de la nuit, au dessous de ma couette, où je me trouvais incapable de m’endormir. Ce n’étais pasContinue reading “L’habitude de La Nuit”

Dropping Off The Map

“Just thinking about you and wondering how you are doing…you kinda dropped off the map!” This is a Facebook message that I just received from the mom of a host family that I spent an entire summer with back in 1998 in southern California. It seems like a long time ago, yet the feelings andContinue reading “Dropping Off The Map”

Il Ne Reviendra Pas

Restant présent et faisant attention à tout ce qu’il se passe autour de nous, car chaque moment se vole comme les sables dans le vent, qu’une fois qu’il ne s’écoule, il ne reviendra pas. Très souvent, les bruits exterieurs, qui s’occupent de nos espaces mentaux, nous aveuglent aux beautés, qui s’existent autour de nous. ToutContinue reading “Il Ne Reviendra Pas”

Donner Baiser Aux Grenouilles

J’ai croisé une madame d’hier, celle que je n’ai pas vue depuis un certain temps. Il n’était qu’une rencontre imprévisible. Je me promenais dans la rue. Elle se dirigeait vers la opposite direction. Au certain point, on s’identifiait, ce n’était ainsi qu’on s’engage dans une brève conversation. Je lui demandais pourquoi elle avait été absenteContinue reading “Donner Baiser Aux Grenouilles”

Take It All In

I have walked this stretch of the Yonge street countless times. The sight of the church tower, the street lamps and the traffic has become so ordinary to me that I, oftentimes, don’t give it a second look. As I took an evening stroll the other day, I stopped myself in an empty street toContinue reading “Take It All In”