Archive for June, 2012


When looking for people, don’t always look for the ones with money; money doesn’t matter. What matters is somebody’s willingness, somebody’s ingenuity, somebody’s willingness to try.

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My last entry showed just a few moments of two days, where I had the opportunity to take photographs of two power stations. Both of them are combined-cycle power stations. They basically use the hot exhausts of a gas turbine, feed it into a heat recovery steam generator (HRSG), which produces steam. That steam then can either be used to produce electricity, or you can use the steam for something else – like paper production, long distance heating or other technical processes that use or need steam. The gas turbine itself can also be used, alongside producing hot exhausts, to produce electricity. Well, I hope I got that technical bit right, if anyone would like to read more – here’s a link to Wikipedia: HRSG. It was really, really interesting to learn about how these power stations work and to be able to go inside and have a look…

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“I remember saying to my mentor, ‘If I had more money, I would have a better plan.’ He quickly responded, ‘I would suggest that if you had a better plan, you would have more money.’ You see, it’s not the amount that counts; it’s the plan that counts.” —Jim Rohn

Magnify Your Skills

 

Don’t wish things were much easier; wish you were much better.

Don’t wish for less problems; wish for more skills.

Don’t wish for less challenges; wish for more wisdom. 

You must either modify your dreams or magnify your skills.

                                       Orange Juice, Cups and Men

At once every one of us at the dinner table, including your Grandpa looked pensive. We were all at a lost as to where your Grandma was coming from. None of us seemed to have the slightest idea of what she was trying to say. Looking straight into my eyes, Mama continued:

“It’s natural for every young girl at your age to dream of dating the  smartest and the most handsome of all men. That’s the reason why all of you chose to drink the orange juice from the most expensive and exquisite cups. I intentionally chose a variety of cups to see what type of cup each of you would likely  chose to have their orange juice served in them. My worst fears were confirmed as I saw all of you going for the more expensive ones. As if that wasn’t enough, I saw how each of you eyed one another’s cup. You were more concerned about the type of cups, their appearances, than the orange juice itself.”

Pausing for a moment, she continues: “The orange juice is what would give you nourishment, not the cups. The orange juice is the love that would sustain you and who ever you choose to date and subsequently marry. You should have rather concentrated on the quality of the orange juice—not the quality of these cups.

The cups represent those men you are all aspiring to date, and the orange juice also represent the love you should have been more concerned about. As for the men of your dreams, they act like containers of love. They may only be empty containers.

Even though, outwardly they could be pleasant-looking like those cups you all chose. They could even have personalities that can even charm animals, but inwardly, their characters will not necessarily be solid. With a grim face, the old lady said: “Now you girls, tell me, what is the use of an exquisite and expensive cup if it can’t contain liquids?”

 To be continued…

Lifestyle is the art of discovering ways to live uniquely.

Some people have learned to earn well, but they haven’t learned to live well.

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Yosemite Valley, Tunnel View

Let’s first get the things out. We started from the Yosemite Valley floor at 7:16AM and finished at 9:42 PM to hike the round trip to the summit of Yosemite Half Dome, in a total of 14 hours 26 minutes, 19.6 miles and 4902 feet elevation gain.

It was one of those things you can’t die without doing and the one you are most likely feel like dying while doing… It was AMAZING, but also BRUTAL, I am not going to lie. However, it was worth every piece of sore muscle I am suffering right now. It was a spectacular Yosemite day hike that is full of water falls, quiet forests, and breath taking panorama views. Our limits were challenged, our courage, strength, and even the tread of our shoes were all tested.

Also check out the sunset views of the Half Dome at Glacier Point we visited just in this April.

El Capitan, Yosemite

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Not YOU,but others

Let others lead small lives, but not you. Let others argue over small things, but not you. Let others cry over small hurts, but not you. Let others leave their future in someone else’s hands, but not you.

  By concentrating only on the cups, we fail to enjoy the orange juice in them

After a brief silence, and speaking as if a bone had been stuck in her gullet, Jemima answered:

“No, temporarily.”
“I felt uncomfortable all along as your Grandpa continued asking my friend about her private life. I had invited Jemima, the most beautiful among us, to my birthday party and nothing else. After all, whether she’d been dating or not was none of your Grandpa’s business. Your Grandpa continued:

“Do you mean you have not given up on men yet?”

“No, not at all. It’s only that I’ve now gotten frustrated because I can’t find the man of my dreams.”

“The man of your dreams?”

“Yes, a smart, handsome, tall, intelligent, well-educated and wealthy man.”
 Turning his attention to my other friend, Umayyad, who was nineteen, he inquired:

“Are you also in the same dilemma?”
“Of course I am. It seems to me that all the smart guys have all been extinct  together with the dinosaur.”

A feeling of shock and discouragement engulfed all of us at the table. Your Grandma hadn’t spoken a word until now. I watched in blank dismay as she got up and headed to the kitchen. After a few minutes inside, she returned with a large jar of fresh orange juice. She then went back to the kitchen and later returned with an assortment of cups—porcelain, plastics, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, asking us to help ourselves to fresh orange juice.

When all of us had a cup of fresh orange juice in hand, giving a chuckle of delight, Mama said:

“If you all notice, all the nice-looking expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones.” She continued:

“While it is quite normal for you all to want only the best for yourselves, that’s the source of your anguish. What all of you really wanted to drink was fresh orange juice, not the cups. However, all of you consciously went for the better cups, and surprisingly enough, you are eyeing each other’s cups!”

Leaning toward Jemima who had been sitting next to her on her right side, she continued:

“These cups are like the sort of men you young girls have been searching unsuccessfully for. These cups are nothing but tools that contain the fresh orange juice you are all drinking. The quality of the orange juice you put in any other cup, whether a cheap and a plastic one or an exquisite one doesn’t change. What matters is the orange juice—not the cups. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cups, we fail to enjoy the orange juice in them.”

To be continued…