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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!
 

 Rudyard Kipling
  A key difference between love and lust is that lust only cares for itself. Lust always focuses on an object to fulfill its desire. This object can be a woman, money, a car - anything. From lust's perspective its object of affection is only there to fulfill. Lust has no compassion for what it lusts for. Lust only shows affection until it finishes using the object of its desire. Lust is a taker that is only concerned with fulfilling its own needs. Lust and love do not co-exist. Lust has no room for love or compassion
Another key difference between lust and love is that love comes from the heart, but lust comes from the flesh. Lust is part of the material world attempting to satisfy one of the five senses. Lust's sole aim is to satisfy the flesh. Love transcends the material world and is solely focused on spiritual things.
 
 In a relationship it’s very important to be able to tell the difference between love and lust. You have to define your own priorities first in order to judge your partner’s intentions. Love is profound, deep and infinite. Lust on the other hand is a temporary longing, a shallow feeling and one-dimensional craving. Relationships based entirely on lust are often very short-lived. Physical attraction is also the basis of love, so telling them apart sometimes becomes difficult.

 Love is defined as an emotion which drives you to sacrifice everything you have for the person you love. You can test your partner by placing him/her in a compromising situation and seeing their reaction. Love is based on complete trust and mutual understanding. If the two of you argue a lot and then don’t make any conscious efforts of making up afterwards, then chances are your relationship was merely based on lust and there was no love involved. Love has a positive effect on a relationship and even after fights your relationship strengthens because you come closer in making apologies and doing everything in your control to make each other happy.

 Because a relationship based on lust is temporary, both partners will eventually start looking for other people to satisfy their needs. Lustful relationship could be fulfilling for a short time but they are disastrous in the long run. There are fights to no end, arguments over nothing and no respect for each other. Another noticeable difference between a loving relationship and a lustful relationship is that the latter starts with a much more passion. There are phone calls and dates that last all day long and in the beginning it seems as if there’s nothing separating this couple. However, as time passes this passion dies down and their supposed love for each other gets forgotten and they start having fights and eventually break up.

People who are truly in love base their relationships on respect for each other, compromising behavior and selfless attitude. They are ready to sacrifice anything for their partner. Lustful relationship brings two people close only to have fun and both of them are selfish in their demands. They don’t have any respect for their partner and don’t have any commitment plans in their minds.
Today I’m going to ask you something.

It’s a simple question, but powerful nonetheless. It can quickly snap you out of any rut and motivate in just a few seconds.

It works so well because we like to fool ourselves. We say, “I really want (fill in the blank), but it’s going to have to wait. Someday, I’ll make it happen.”

The truth is that it won’t happen, not if we continue following the same routine.

But that’s not fun to think about, so we rationalize and deceive ourselves and ultimately lock our hopes away in a pretty little basket called someday.
I'll never give up fighting till the end
If I fall along the way I'll get up and try again
But never shall I accept the fact of defeat
I've set goals in life and those I must meet
But never will I let negativity hold me down

Those who think positive I keep them around
Never shall I dwell on things in the past
Bad times come but never do they last
I shall never give in to those who are weaker than I
If I give up now why not lay down and die
Never Give Up
All the world may disown you
And fate may let loose her hounds of hunger.
The gods may guide you to ruin,
Your friends may sell your friendship
To the slaughterhouse of deceit
And love, your queen, may divorce you-
Yet amidst the breaking world
You can stand unshaken
And emerge a victor
If only you muster faith-
Faith in yourself, faith in the divine.
Hope is what I hang on to
When there is nothing left to grab.

Hope carries me through my hard times
When no one bothers to help.

Hope is my light in a dark place
When there is no other light to guide me.


Hope is the wind that carries me through
When I can't carry myself.

Hope gives me strength to press on in my darkest hour
When I can't hold on.

And I know that wherever I go
There will always be hope.

I will never give up
No matter what the odds are
No matter what people say
No matter how far
I will never give up


If I throw it away time after time
If I am one step behind try after try
If I miss dime after dime
I will never give up

Even when it seems all over
Even when no one else believes
Even when it seems I can go no further
I will never give up

For I know I have strength within
For I know I can persevere
For I know that I can win
I will never give up

Because it's someone else's fault
Because I am settling for good enough
Because I fear that I will fall short
I will never give up

There is so much I can still do
There is too much talent to waste
There is so much in me that I want you to see
I will never give up

Why squander all of my hard work and dedication
Why not show the world that I am a fearless baller
Why quit when I still have the opportunity to go on
I will never give up

If I do, I will not be the best me that could live
If I do, I will never know what I am capable of
If I do, I am not giving the world all I can give
I will never give up
I'm God's little miracle, born into a world of sin.
Though life can be cruel, I get by as best I can.

My heart is so tender. My hopes are in you
To tell me who I am, to guide what I'll be.

My load is heavy, not at all like yours.
Though I may falter, don't close the door.

Created like God, a soul, don't you see?
You laugh at Him when you laugh at me.
Discover the diamond in you!
Arindam Chaudhuri,

As I look back, over the years, I realise that I’ve ventured far away from what I started my career with... I was supposed to be this management teacher whose passion lay in the areas of leadership and motivation. However, with time, especially after I wrote ‘The Great Indian Dream’ with my father, I have given very less time to writing on management! So much so that when I look back today, ever since the start of The Sunday Indian, I have only – and only – written on economics and politics, and at times on sports and cinema, but never on management! So this time, I thought I’ll write on my first love! More so, I have a reason for it. I really have been thinking – with the way our system is functioning, the best way to feel good and change things around is by changing ourselves, and by ourselves being the change we want to see! There is hardly anything that we can’t do if we want to, because we are all diamonds in waiting – in various stages. Some of us yet to be discovered, some of us yet to be cut, some of us yet to be polished, some of us yet to dazzle... And some of us – who have lost their sheen and sparkle a bit with time – in need of a re-polish! But we are all diamonds, that’s what I’ve always believed about human beings!
ਦੁੱਖ ਸੁੱਖ ਹੱਸ ਕੇ ਸਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੇ ਦਾਤਾ
ਰਜਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ ਰਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ
ਆਪਨੀ ਨਿੰਦਿਆ ਨੂੰ ਹੀ ਸਿਫਤ ਜਾਣਾ ਮੈ
ਕਦੇ ਨਾ ਆਕੜ ਵਾਲੀ ਜਾਤ ਪਛਾਣਾ ਮੈ
ਬੁਰੇ ਨੂੰ ਚੰਗਾ ਕਹਿਣਾ ਸਿਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ
ਅੰਬਰੀ ਉਡਦੀ ਭੁੱਲੇ ਨਾ ਅੌਕਾਤ ਮੇਰੀ
ਯਾਦ ਰਹੇ ਕੇ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਹੀ ਏ ਜਾਤ ਮੇਰੀ
ਸੱਚ ਦੇ ਅੱਗੇ ਢਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ

ਦੁੱਖ ਸੁੱਖ ਹੱਸ ਕੇ ਸਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੇ ਦਾਤਾ
ਰਜਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ ਰਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ.............
The moss grows soft on any tree
Where sunlight wanes and moisture clings.
Conditions there are right, you see
For moss to grow in tender spring.


Now, I'm unlike that old tree
Which is stuck and grows in that spot.
I move around, free as can be,
And turn my back to cold or hot.

I'll use this life I'm given...
Won't be so still that moss can grow.
Ere troubles come while I'm liv'in,
I'll seek the Son with heart aglow.

I'll keep on pressing toward the mark...
Won't hide talents in the attic.
To other lives I'll send a spark
'Cause life in Him is not static!
There is a journey we must make-

Along this road called life-

It all began the very day-

When first we started life.


For some the road is long and easy-

For others it is not-

So many side roads we can take-

Its easy to get lost.


The side roads we take along the way-

Oft hold our destiny-

One road can bring us joy of life-

The other only strife.


Some roads are marked "all clear ahead"-

Some say "beware of rocks"-

Proceed only if you dare-

Maybe safe, but maybe not.


The life we lead, along the way-

Depends on the road we choose--

Carefully choose the road you take-

One day it may be too late.
This is my prayer to thee, my lord---strike,
strike at the root of penury in my heart.

Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.


Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.

Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might.

Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles.

And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.
Hands up if you are shy …


Oh … sorry, you’re shy like I was so you won’t put your hand up will you?
To be honest, everyone is shy in one form or another.  I can remember watching a hypnosis demonstration a few years back.  It was a man who was a complete maniac on skis. He used to go down the black runs on the slopes and seek out the hardest slopes to ski down; slopes that you and I would consider suicide.
Here was a man who was, in my opinion, incredibly confident and not in the least bit shy.  However, put this man with a woman and ask him to talk to her and he’d turn into a gibbering wreck!  Seriously!
This goes to show you how someone can be supremely confident in one area of their life yet as shy as anything in others.  If you are too shy, then it can have a detrimental effect on your life, both socially and professionally.
So how can you overcome your shyness?
It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong.
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:
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