carpenter's tools:
The title "soft wood"..is used intentionally to highlight particular element which I want to display by this blog. Humans are like soft wood... how they are soft wood, this can be known only when you are actually human; well jokes apart we are like wood we all think that we are...rock solid... nothing can affect us and we are very firm about all the things, but do you all really think so..? I do not accept this as I know no one will be able to even be wood firm on this... we are soft...soft when it comes to some things..some memories some people..some unique care....I do not say that we cannot control this.... I do not say that we cannot have grip on this... but softness is inbuilt in ours so though being rock wood we do get soft on this things...My take today is about a very normal thing that's... emotions and feelings when a soft wood is exposed to this then it ultimately affects the damn wood...we sometimes get our self so centered in some things or some one's life that we forget our own limits....limit is for sea also "when seashore says sea has to listen as sea cannot cross the shore from that place". But when we cross limit is major issue.... when we care for that thing or person a lot.... and we are ready to accept that the person may not even like that and may take it as disturbance...this thing soft wood cannot understand... knowing that person or thing may not like any thing or may even not accept we just go on and on.....no words for that way of care..... being in just 20s I am not even knowing many terms of dictionary....when soft gets brittle then what should wood do..??? that's major concern for carpenter....again just using the words here and there so nothing gets reveal..as fear factor is on driver seat....
chair and table:
Time is employing every one in chasing there own dreams....agreed...time is changing all in occupying there own place agreed... but is it so bad to not think about the charm which wood had before getting converted in scrap of table and chair....cutting tree with a needle may not work.... some tables and chair are like just made to be dumped only.....priorities are there for everyone....and will ever be... but whats so wrong in just feeling happy about other's happiness.... its just like getting selfish for some other person or thing...wind is blowing..rain is above to come...and still I am just thinking about wood and not accepting that that wood is now just a scrap......no one stays forever Bhagwad Gita says this.but still we want some things to be there and be always be there....to realise whom you want and not is always a tough job... but its not so difficult....forcing things to go as we want will also not work....change and all cannot be a only reason for wood's destiny but its something which we have to take and inject in our mindset......"one said to two why we are so lame that we are not taken as big numbers, on that zero said if you saying like this then I should have been be dead by now"...the story of wood,chair and table.. and carpenter is some where in every one's life
The title "soft wood"..is used intentionally to highlight particular element which I want to display by this blog. Humans are like soft wood... how they are soft wood, this can be known only when you are actually human; well jokes apart we are like wood we all think that we are...rock solid... nothing can affect us and we are very firm about all the things, but do you all really think so..? I do not accept this as I know no one will be able to even be wood firm on this... we are soft...soft when it comes to some things..some memories some people..some unique care....I do not say that we cannot control this.... I do not say that we cannot have grip on this... but softness is inbuilt in ours so though being rock wood we do get soft on this things...My take today is about a very normal thing that's... emotions and feelings when a soft wood is exposed to this then it ultimately affects the damn wood...we sometimes get our self so centered in some things or some one's life that we forget our own limits....limit is for sea also "when seashore says sea has to listen as sea cannot cross the shore from that place". But when we cross limit is major issue.... when we care for that thing or person a lot.... and we are ready to accept that the person may not even like that and may take it as disturbance...this thing soft wood cannot understand... knowing that person or thing may not like any thing or may even not accept we just go on and on.....no words for that way of care..... being in just 20s I am not even knowing many terms of dictionary....when soft gets brittle then what should wood do..??? that's major concern for carpenter....again just using the words here and there so nothing gets reveal..as fear factor is on driver seat....
chair and table:
Time is employing every one in chasing there own dreams....agreed...time is changing all in occupying there own place agreed... but is it so bad to not think about the charm which wood had before getting converted in scrap of table and chair....cutting tree with a needle may not work.... some tables and chair are like just made to be dumped only.....priorities are there for everyone....and will ever be... but whats so wrong in just feeling happy about other's happiness.... its just like getting selfish for some other person or thing...wind is blowing..rain is above to come...and still I am just thinking about wood and not accepting that that wood is now just a scrap......no one stays forever Bhagwad Gita says this.but still we want some things to be there and be always be there....to realise whom you want and not is always a tough job... but its not so difficult....forcing things to go as we want will also not work....change and all cannot be a only reason for wood's destiny but its something which we have to take and inject in our mindset......"one said to two why we are so lame that we are not taken as big numbers, on that zero said if you saying like this then I should have been be dead by now"...the story of wood,chair and table.. and carpenter is some where in every one's life
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