This is when you know you're bored...

Um... yeah.

I was on makepovertyhistory.org and I was watching some of the videos, and this one I watched about the orphans in Gnadala (sp?) just brought tears to my eyes. I can't believe it. Just... wow.

It's so extremely tragic, and it's so unfair that these people, these little little children, are suffering SO badly.

http://www.makepovertyhistory.org/video/

To stop minimize at least SOME of the suffering, we can at least do this much:

A child dies every three seconds due to extreme poverty.

How many children have died in the time that it took to read this post?

HOW MANY MORE WILL DIE TODAY??

It's Mother's Day, so I was looking around on the internet to see if I could find any cool mother's day articles to post on my blogger. When I found this one, I was like "Wow, this is SO my mom!" So here it is, and to all of those overworked mothers out there... have a GREAT Mother's Day - you deserve it.

Goodnight, Mom

Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's getting late. I think I'll go to bed." She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table, and prepared the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.
She then put some wet clothes into the dryer, put a load of clothes into the wash, ironed a shirt, and secured a loose button. She picked up the newspapers strewn on the floor, picked up the game pieces left on the table, and put the telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket, and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out from hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope, and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near her purse.
Mom then creamed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth, and trimmed her nails. Hubby called, "I thought you were going to bed."
"I'm on my way," she said. She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked. She looked in on each of the kids and turned out a bedside lamp, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework. In her own room, she set the alarm, laid out clothing for the next day, and straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her list of things to do for tomorrow. About that time, the hubby turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular, "I'm going to bed." And he did.

Was watching Lord of the Rings the other day (BEST MOVIE EVER MADE!!) and I came across this quote/scene that makes my heart melt every time I hear it...

Sam: I think I understand now... those people in the stories - they could have turned back any time. But they didn't. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What have we got to hold on to, Sam?

Sam: That there's still some good in this world, Mr.Frodo.... and it's worth fighting for.

Jeez... that's so beautiful! *sniff*

Here's a poem I wrote last week. Enjoy:

NANAK

Once, long, long ago

in a land not far away;

a district in Pakistan,

a child was born one day.

From the moment he arrived,

with a smile on his face,

people knew he was divine,

a gift by God's good grace.

His parents, proud as peacocks,

told their newborn son:

"We shall name you Nanak,

for you are a blessed one."

As the boy grew older,

he grew popular quite fast.

He made a many friends,

of many creeds and castes.

He played as any child would,

but he also did something strange:

he sat and thought, good gracious Lord!

and thought and thought and thought!

He thought of God and life and death,

he wondered at creation.

He contemplated stars and skies,

he turned answers into questions.

He thought and pondered and pondered and thought,

till his teacher could stand it no more.

"This boy is too smart for me," he said,

and walked right out the door.

At first his parents were pleased with their son,

but soon they became disheartened,

For thought their boy was very wise,

his work habits were much less efficient.

"Nanak," his father told him one day,

"You must start learning to work.

Take there coins and travel to town,

and bring back double it's worth."

So off Nanak went, to find a good bargain,

Singing God's name as he went,

when he came across a few hungry Sadhus...

guess where his money was spent?

"I made a true bargain," Nanak explained,

a few days when he got back.

"I spent every last penny to feed them," he smiled.
His father gave him a slap.

Soon Nanak grew, got married, had kids,

even got a job as a shopkeeper.

The people all loved him for his fairness and grace,

but Nanak himself felt unsettled.

For his true passion lied

deep in the heart of his soul,

what he desired more then anything

was Waheguru, the True Lord

Then one special day, something happened, it did

Nanak had a revelation from the Lord!

He would go out and travel, journey there and here

spreading God's Name to the world!

And Nanak did just that!

Travelling to lands far and wide

singing and praising the wonders of God,

with his good friend Mardana at his side.

And thus began the journey of a thousand miles

and 400 years give or take,

that spawned a new faith of fairness and love,

All spun by Guru Nanak,

the gift from above.

Okay, after that rather serious and philosophicalalish post yesterday, here's something to brighten up my blog:

HAPPY KEASTER EVERYONE!! I MEAN EASTER!!

:)

It's Vaisakhi Day, and it's also Good Friday, which means I get a break from school, which means a whole day to celebrate Vaisakhi!! Yay! Gonna have some samose tonight! ^_^

Anywho, I've been practising Deh Shiva, cuz we'll be performing that for the Nagar Keertan. Should be good.

Well, I don't have much to say, so I'll just leave this poem which I found on SikhSpirit.com, hopefully that'll take up some room on my very empty blog. To anyone who's reading this... HAPPY VAISAKHI!!

Vaisakhi Tricentenery
It all began in 1699

Which was a really happy time

The Guru’s father had been killed

But his heart had been fulfilled

.

He gathered all the Sikhs to a tent

He asked for people's heads but no one knew what he meant

Then finally one brave Sikh came to say

"I’ll give up my life because I’ve worshipped you ‘til this day"

.
The Sikh entered the tent feeling very proud

As he went in there was a sigh from the crowd

He came out and pretended the man was dead

And they thought the blood was from the man’s head

.

He did the same thing four more times

And he knew what was going through people's minds

Each time he came out people ran away

But he said to them "Please stay..."

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To read the rest, click here.