Quote Me

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Quote Me.”

Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.

    – Elbert Hubbard

This is one of my many favorite quotes. I am a perfectionist, so I come to this quote again and again. Even though it has something to do with life as a whole, I establish this quote in everything I do. I am always in quest of perfection, and this quote has made me realize that I don’t always have to be. The way Elbert Hubbard has said it without too much explanation appeals to me. It is very simple, and I love simplicity. 🙂

My Radio People

Basically, radio hasn’t changed over the years. Despite all the technical improvements, it still boils down to a man or a woman and a microphone, playing music, sharing stories, talking about issues – communicating with an audience.
-Casey Kasem

For a long time, I never knew that. 🙂

When I was a little kid, I always had weird thoughts in my mind. Many of my thoughts tried to explain the changing world around me. It’s a surprise I still remember these thoughts. I was always captured by the way a car works. Compared to me, the car was humongous, but that didn’t bother me. Instead, I always tried to understand what was under that bulky shield. I would open doors and try to explore all the controls when I had free time in the car. Naturally, one of these controls switched on the radio. Not after a long time, I also found the speakers from which the sound was coming from and I would love putting my hands on the booming radio and feeling the vibrations. The only thing I could not understand was where the sound was coming from. When my parents explained what the antenna was, I didn’t understand what that stick outside had to do with the sound inside. To help me understand more, I would come up with “scientific theories”. My theory was that there was a whole band playing for me inside the car.  I imagined miniature people living inside the car. I wondered how they would live without water and food, but I never cared to ask. Further more, I needed to find out how the button activated those people. That took a bit of imagining, but I figured it out. The people would be sleeping, and when I pressed the button, they would wake up. Yet, my curiosity was still not satisfied. I pondered about the type of people they were. So, I decided they were my radio people.

Memorial Day vs. Veterans Day What’s the Difference?


“The more we sweat in peace the less we bleed in war.”

Vijaya Lakshmi Pandit

Memorial Day became a holiday in the year of 1971 by Congress, after World War 1. It was originally called Decoration Day and it honors those who have died for us. Why decoration? Decoration Day was supposed to be a time when the United States decorated the graves of the dead veterans. Veterans day became a holiday on November 11 in 1938. Veterans Day used to be called Armistice Day. After World War II and the Korean War, it was changed to Veterans day, which honors the American veterans who risked their lives for our safety.

Happy Memorial Day!

The Sea of Life

“The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.”

-Anne Morrow Lindbergh

As she walked toward the beach, the wind seemed to tease her. It tasseled her long, black hair and shook her loose clothes. The sand blew under her feet, slipping away, constantly moving like the raging sea not too far ahead. The animals scuttled in the other direction leaving her alone. Even the entrenched rocks seemed to go with them. She walked toward the bubbling and foaming sea, full of courage and confidence. She sat on the wet sand, near the angry sea, concentrating, thinking, as the sea waters went up to her chest. She was still rooted to her ground, as the sea unleashed its fury. Even then, she was able to stand her ground, unlike the others, who might have been bigger than her. As the sea became subtle and calm, all the animals and the rocks came back, as if the storm never happened.


“People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those who do.”

– Isaac Asimov

The teacher was writing in progress reports.

A kid walked up to her and interrupted the action.

“I’m smart,” the kid said.

“You’re extremely smart,” the teacher said.

“Not extremely smart, I am so smart, I know that there are four fingers on my hand, while everybody else thinks there is five,” he stressed.

“Of course, everybody else is smart enough to know that,” she replied.

The teacher corrected the progress report.