Judge, But First Yourself ...

Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door.
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed.
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees.
Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix.
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks.
Only God can judge me.
~ Only God Can Judge Me, 2PAC

Recently, one stranger tagged me: “You anadi, ubba-dubba arrogant.” And I couldn’t stop laughing. Why? Because people are nothing but the mirroring of the way they behave others.

If anyone is busy judging, it’s a fair bet; he doesn’t have any time to find the quality in others.

The Bible says, "God doesn't judge people until they die."

Now think, how people judge others so easily; simply looking to the cosmetic pampered face .... God knows!

Sometimes back, someone has sent me some interesting questionnaire. I found it interesting as nobody has even sent me like that just to judge how good I’m.

Height: Getting shorter with age.

Weight: Only on emotional pieces.

Bust: Never been busted.

Waist: Not want not.

Hips: Don't lie.

Ambitions: Work hard at what I love most and try impossibly to make everyone happy at the same time. To live a life less ordinary but simple ... make music that make me happy and that I am proud of, always get better at my craft ..... travel the world ..... try most everything at least once ..... say someone "I Love You" & get slapped on the spot .... and of course to never regret a thing.

Turn-Ons: Fabulous style, the subtle details, touching poetry, innocent smile.

Turn-Offs: Fake people, fake attitude, fake people who own fake attitude & forwarded e-mail.

I'm Hungry For: Good short stories, innovative quotations, amazing music documentary, melodious music, extra-ordinary lyrics, the forgotten places and of course the "Planet M" half-yearly sale.

Fondest Memory: The day I brought my first guitar with my OWN MONEY.

A Great Day Starts With: No waking up alarm.

Words To Live By: Stick like a postage stamp until you reach your destination!!

Now maybe you all are thinking that I'm this; I'm that. But frankly speaking, still I ain't successful to discover who I'm or the real-me. Though I am, indeed, a king because I know how to rule myself.

Marriage Or Single ...

Recently one of my friends phoned me and quizzed, “Hey Roy, do you know I’m going to marry?” I joked, “Come on, how would I know because the guy isn’t me, is it?” Yes, my BEST girl—friend (I said, girl-friend) just got married.

I was thinking what would be the best gift to tease her before marriage and then found this book, Why Women Shouldn't Marry: Being Single by Choice. Written by single widow Cynthia S. Smith and her divorced daughter Hillary, this book showcases how women have long been driven to marriage by fears of their own inadequacies.

This book is an inspiration for any woman on the brink of giving up her independence to seek the security that the marriage promises. The authors interviewed many single, widowed, and divorced ladies to show that women should not sacrifice their lifestyles if a perspective life partner is only thinking of himself.

And of course, some very good messages and analysis exists in the many stories. Certainly worth additional re-reads as even a married woman can also learn a few things. 

What’s your take? Reasons for and against? Do you agree with the authors that women lose their identity in marriage?