Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Love has different virtues,


"Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever thins are of good report: if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." I know what I am about to state is not something very extraordinary, or unparalleled. This has been often reported, before too this extraordinary love between two spieces of two different breeds could be friendly.........
These two were never brought up together, they never had the opportunity, to share things but, "BOJO" the spitz, when served its food, he waits for hours for "CHOTU" to come and eat first, before he even smells it, it only after CHOTU rejects or refuses the food
that BOJO will allow someone to remove it or shift it.
they spleep thogether, this is love! in its different forms and flavours!! This is love and trust, beyond compare! This is love, beyond definition! This is love, which is beyond explanation..........!
REALLY THERE NOTHING ELSE LEFT to say after this.
joe little, bhopal india.

Monday, September 19, 2005

nothing is really left for answer.What is LIFE?



Where does one begin his life and where does he really end it? Or does this existence really end with the final gasp of breath and then nothing! Where does one go, to the world beyond is that the truth then wont that world be over crowded like ours is. Do people or should I say Souls die there too. Then where do they go to another world beyond? Then has the life really ended? I seek the answer to this questions and am troubled often when answer is not forthcoming, nor does the pacing the floor reduce the burden of my mind. And perforce I am forced to reconsider my out look of life on the whole. Where are we running to what gains we strive for? Why is there hatred for color cast or creed? What do we stand to gain? What is then religion and beliefs, Traditions and practices? What is the final expression of life? What is its ultimate MEANING.
Joe Little, India.

nothing is left for imagination.

Really nothing is left for imagination. It took me over an hour to find a title for this blog and an address to identify it with me. Nearly all the address even my own name was not available for me to use in my blog address. I wonder how people do it so fast. Maybe the Blogger site is not compatible for those staying in India. In an another blog having said what I had to when clicked Publish error were shown but no method were shown to over come that error. Then in an another blog the pop up claimed my template was blank, but did not state to get about to fill up the blanks, the help provided answers the question which have come to the minds of the programmers but they have left out the common users delima. You cannot find any source from which feedback could be sent to seek answers and no seem to care. Fed up with the idea of wasting my time I typed my title as Nothingisleft which was accepted and for the address I typed http://whatdoyousuggest.blogspot.com and no sooner did I type this I got this accepted may be the computer also did not have any suggestion to give me. This show that Man is still better than the computer and the so called master programmers. CAN ANYONE HELP ME IN GETTING THIS WIERD ADDRESS CHANGED AND SUGGEST ME THE METHOD TO FILL UP MY BLANK TEMPLATES please this is an appeal to all my fellow bloggers. Joe Little, India.