Must we love our job?
Or must we follow our passion as our job?
I dont think that its possible for every person 2 do a job he loves, yet, we may love whatever we do and also do what what we love doing apart from our daily job, apart from our profession.
Sometimes, we find ourselves in a fix. Disillusioned and not satisfied with the way things turn out. If you think you're not living your dream, then you must also know what your dream is and follow it. What stops you? Fight those internal and external forces stopping you.
The biggest barrier i think is not wanting what you have and not knowing what you want.

stepping out of sorrow

"sorrow is a sin against the soul."

I can brood for as long as i want but i cannot brood forever. What is more important that i can get out of my sad state when i want, i dont have to wait for time to act as the gentle healer.

I've learnt that when im sad, i must not remain where i am, must not be idle. Go out, sing, play, talk to a friend, dont stay alone. Friends are greater healers than time. I've heard that laughter is the only cure for sorry. quite true. What better way to laugh than share some good "remember when" stories with your friends.

Dont dwell in your grief just go downtown........as Petula Clark suggests in her lovely song 

living with a void

In one of his talks, spiritual guru Shri Shri Ravi Shankar spoke of death, losing a loved one and gave the example of a woman who had lost her daughter. The woman went through pain and sorrow but then she moved on with life, she said 'i attend parties, go out, but people expect me to be sad all the time, is something wrong with me?' of course nothing was wrong with the woman but something was wrong with those who expected her to be sad all the time.
Certainly, nothing can replace the loss of a loved one but we learn to live with the void for there is a life ahead of us..

remember the nursery rhyme, "row, row row your boat gently down the stream; merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is butt a dream." as a nursery kid nobody would have thought of the depth of this beautiful rhyme. i just recited it without wondering if it means anything at all. Whoever made this rhyme must have been some creative genious to have conjured up words with so much meaning into poetry for little children.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Row,_Row,_Row_Your_Boat

wonderkind

My home is in paradise and i'm grateful for that. I can never stop feeling amazed at the natural beauty all around me. But a couple of kids once made me feel that even i tend to ignore beauty at times. These kids came running down to my house shrieking with joy, "we saw a small little bird!" I dont know which bird they were talking about but then i went to the back of my house and saw this little bird. It was just a small little bird. A brown coloured bird. Not a significant colour for a bird. But then i saw; it was a very pretty little bird with a distinct shade of brown. I realised brown was a lovely colour with so many shades. And when the bird lifted its tiny wings, there was white and black and ochre. It was so much more than just a small little bird, it was a beauty. I had seen it before but i never shrieked with joy like those kids. After that day, my appreciation of beauty has increased. Now i find beauty even in a blade of grass and a bunch of dried wild flowers.

so you think you know me?

Humans and their nature is not constant. How then do people make claims of knowing someone like the back of their own hand. With every passing day, all events that occur, every new experience, i change. So does everyone else. We change in our understanding of things around us, in the way we percieve things, in the ways we react... i dont even think i know my best of friends completely because they are not constants. If you say you know someone really well i'd say; well, really?