28 May 2009

Perception


An English professor wrote the words, "Woman without her man is nothing," on the blackboard and directed the students to punctuate it correctly.

The men wrote: "Woman, without her man, is nothing."

The women wrote: "Woman! Without her, man is nothing."


"There really are fundamental differences in the way men and women process information...Women tend to process more extensively more different pieces of information...Men tend to rely more on mental shortcuts..."


In one study mentioned, a group of people were brought to a room and later asked to remember various items there. It happened that women had much better memory for details than did men. Men might remember the big picture of an office like the location of a desk or bookshelf. But women would remember more intimate details like a vase of flowers in the corner, or a picture of a husband and wife on a book case.

This begs the question "Are women smarter than men?" There is no simple Yes or No: the answer seems rooted in human evolution.

Men and women had to face different pressures as each adopted to their own specialized social roles. Men had to become the more aggressive hunters and compete with other men. They had to process information quickly, perhaps more quickly than females. Biochemical studies have even shown a more "jittery" neural response from men.

Research suggests that in women, the two spheres of their brains communicate better than do men's. Studies show that women pull in information from both halves. This allows women to give a more sophisticated emotional response. Thus, women are better at talking about their emotions and reading subtleties.

Strength and Beauty

Came across these wonderfully written words could relate so well to it since I thoroughly believe in it.Wishing life is this ideal always -

Strength of a Man :

The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.
It is seen in the width of his arms that encircle you.
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It is in the gentle words he whispers.

The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It is how good a buddy he is with his kids.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It is in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits..
It is in how tender he touches.

The strength of a man isn't how many women he's Loved by.
It is in can he be true to one woman.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It is in the burdens he can understand and overcome.

Beauty of a Woman :

The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure she carries,
Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman
Is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
The beauty of a woman
With passing years-only grows.

Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman, but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.

Happiness all the way- but how?

Its so simple and still many haven’t got it. One of the reasons many among us are unhappy is because
they are busy aspiring to meet the definition of happiness set by others, set by people around them, set by society,
set by family, by overall past and present conditioning. Once you accept the difficult part, it gets to be very simple.
And the difficult part is becoming aware of the golden truth that what suits somebody else, need not, in fact is not,
expected to suit you.

If all of us were to fulfill one goal, then God would have made replicas, not human beings.
But, we were fashioned as people with character, not cloning capabilities.
Individuality indeed is a very remarkable thing.

If you can cut all the noise around you and about you and above you,
if you can ignore expectations other than the ones you have of your own self,
if you can close your ears to demands other than those made upon you by your own intellect,
if you can listen with obedience only to the wishes of your parents(I suspect that they are reasonable and in turn, respectful of your wishes),
if you can bravely follow your calling(you gotta find it!) and define your own definition of paradise on earth,
YOU CAN HAVE IT

These three words have been my guide: decorticate(for the uninitiated it means pare down), prioritize, pursue

To someone else, success at work is a big thing; it need not be to you.
May be it even is part of his or her life’s plan to etch out an elaborate existence;
it is not what you are ordained to do.
Marriage suits some, it needn’t suit you. Relationships suit some, may be not you.
If your work is consuming your life and you’re feeling abused; opt out.
Get a jobby, yes that’s a job which is also your hobby.

Life is too short. Do what you’re meant to do,
walk the walk you’re meant to walk, you might not know what you want,
but at least you know what you don’t want in your life and that’s a good start.
If there is unrest, if there is a feeling of I-don’t-know-why-I’m-feeling-lousy-but-I-am,
then listen to your life because it is trying to tell you something.
Discord is a healthy symptom, don’t brush it aside. If you’re miserable even though you “have everything”,
acknowledge your misery.

This is only a wake-up call for the next step that you are meant to be taking and are delaying.
Do not delay….Not anymore. You’re down here for a purpose, find it, fulfill it and have fun along the way.
Find your heart because the heart is all you have. Beyond the clinical aspects of its walls and arteries and beats and
rhythms, the human heart is the compass of the spirit.
The heart has reasons because the reasons are there to lead you to where you have to go.

The heart knows-fully, frankly and fearlessly knows-what your mind, society, your friends think they know.
Let it or they fall on the side. Listen. Just listen to your heart.

Set yourself free even as you live your life because upon setting yourself free will the
realness of your spirit come back to lodge in your life.

And once it happens, it will be happiness all the way.

A prayer within my mind:


Give me strength to get through what is happening at the moment. I am so fragile right now.
I wish I knew how to not become so depressed by it all. I am trying the best I can to not self injure. It's hard though.
Please God, give me the strength to get through all this.

The Lover in me~

It was never about wanting to be right or better than anyone else, or something akin to prejudice for knowing what someone did (or was going to do)
before they did it. I just happen to be around long enough to know what life does to people,
how it can erode the soul and what choices have to be made to prevent from sliding into that kind of despair.

You see, I know the truth, I know there isn't a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
I know there is no great love, or prince charming-probably a little late knowing this fact!.
No happy ending with shimmering gold and pale pure skin, or
singing birds or nonsensical words like tweets,I know none of it is real.

But the lover in me would ever settle for such an ugly cold truth, and that's what separates us for them.
You see, if true love isn't real, it becomes my job to make it real. That is why I write poems, letters, stories.
That is why I'm not scarred to set it off, or to partake in an Action. If true love isn't real, it's my job to make it real.
To make it into physical substance, something you can touch, feel, hold. As a lover I know what I'm up against, the countless faces that have been beaten down, settled for less. I know what life will do to you when you lose your spirit. And though we stand odds for my mere words and existence, I'll never belive love doesn't live.

I am here, you just forgot.