About the word 'thought'

Thought

Definition: (noun) an idea that comes into your mind. Something you think about. (verb) The past tense of the verb 'think'.

Uses: A wonderful thought (noun) came into my mind last night, which I'd like to tell you about: Let's go on a world cruise!

He was sitting there looking very serious and turning something over in his mind. It was clear that he was deep in thought (noun)

I'd like you to look through this letter and give me your opinion of it. I really would appreciate your thoughts (noun) on the matter.

I thought (verb) about going out for a walk this morning but when I saw the rain, I decided against the idea.

I know you originally believed that it was a very easy exam but now you've taken it, I'm sure you have discovered it's not as easy as you thought (verb).

I honestly thought (verb) I worked very long hours but now I see how long you work, I've changed my views.

Variations: She always thinks of others first and what they need as she is obviously a very thoughtful (considerate) individual.

Some people aren't a bit interested in what they do to the environment and are very thoughtless (inconsiderate) in the way they drop their rubbish in the street.

Burns not...

Like acid flowing through veins

Burn felt not

Yet the night says it all

One cold beep at a time

Take me

Make me what I am

Throw me away, far and hard

'Cause yet, it burns not...

Great Thoughts from Paulo

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He put down his coffee, lit a cigarette, and looked at the ceiling for a long time. Then he turned to me. “It’s a very simple sentence,” he said. “I love you” –p26

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To love is to lose control. –p37

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Why do we always do this? Why do we notice the speck in our eye but not the mountains, the fields, the olive groves? -p48

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I was there because suddenly life presented me with Life. I felt no guilt, no fear, no embarrassment. As I listened to what he was saying – and felt myself growing closer to him- I was more and more convinced that he was right: there are moments when you have to take a risk, to do crazy things. - P29, 

From 'By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept' (Paulo Coelho)

Time, Or a Kiss?

Time flies like moths on a rainy evening
To the flickers of short-lived emotional flashes
Only to lose wings and fall lame
Onto the green bed  which will suck your remaining life.

Time! The one villain that blocks all repetitions
To repair damages, redo erred scenes.
When does it stop, this 'tick tick'
While it ticks I can't think, not even wish better.

Time to wake up! Begins a day with a yawn or two
Time to sleep? That's how it ends with a question.
How can I feel the whisper of winds that brush by?
How can I feel anything if time takes the first place?

I want to live like a child- dieing for a chocolate crumb
Into the warmth of welcoming hands, I do want to faint.
Need a smile when I return home- just when I need one,
Needless to say I need a hug for every tear I shed.

Despite the flight time has embarked upon
Dreamers like me desire to take a break- a small one.
Long enough to kiss a beautiful child, be kissed by one too
Life never waits they say, that time flies and waits not.

But waits time, and tide if a feeling of you waits to be said
Bait time thus and hold firm; take time to feel and express.
Love the ones that love you; give a smile, take a hug.
Let time wait, till you finish; what's more important- time or a kiss?

Worries about Monkeys and a Home

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Like every other morning, this one too had a lazy blanket pulled over me when my alarm rang for the fifth time after 7 am. This time, the ring of the alarm was annoying. But then i realized that it was not an alarm- it was the phone ringing! And guess who... Yes. You guessed it. I couldn't miss that call.

I was at home. In my quarters. Its a good home. I have a home. It's a pleasant thought- I have a home.

After brushing and bathing, i realized that drinking water is over. So i got ready fast and was trying to go to the office.

I opened the door and found three monkeys sitting on the corridor, silently picking at each others fluffy hairs. Cute- I thought. So I locked the door and walked towards the stair case. Suddenly, one of the monkeys ran towards me screeching. My heart skipped a beat or two. Adrenalin. Death. Run, escape. But i had locked the room- I can't enter my room. If the monkey runs on to me, i will have nowhere to go. Behind me is the end of the corridor, on the third floor. I cant jump off third floor!

But- god be blessed- the monkey went back and kept on picking on its companion. I went back slowly without provoking the monkeys and opened my room. I was thirsty; but there is no water. Now i was suddenly hungry. I need to go to the office. Gathering courage, i got out of my room and walked again to the stair case. But this time, all on a sudden, a BIG monkey appeared from the staircase and came jumping on to me. I am a dead man. But when it saw that i was frightened, it went back proudly. And i went back frightened. Once inside the room, I called a few friends. Mr. Sreekanth Reddy offered me help. But at that moment, he realized that he lost his bike keys. Excellent. I was never happier!

I lost hope in life. I locked myself inside the room. I only have a packet of biscuit- a small one. Death, come with thy cold hands and welcome me into thy kingdom. Alone in my home, I will fall prey to death under seige!

After half an hour, i opened the room and looked at the corridor using a mirror. Monkeys are still there. Death is closer. A few steps closer. Trapped.

My phone rings again. Sreekanth sir. He will be late.

Trap gets closer. I can feel the clenches. Am I sweating? May be this is how death by tension and fear is! May be...

Phone rings again. Sreekanth sir is here. The rescue team is here. Finally. Death is not that close. May be, they can save me from predators.

They came with sticks. And courage. The rescue team. But there were no monkeys. What! No monkeys? What happened to them? Where are they? Why was I caught?

They replied with a smile, “what sir? There are no monkeys here... why are you so frightened?” I blushed... partly ashamed... and looked around. ya. No monkeys. NOW there are no monkeys!

Thanks to the rescue team. I am saved. 
Now, that I am free, I can reflect on what happened and how much courage I have and why monkeys don't have a home and why they come to my home and what we do to other living beings and why we do what we do and so on... Quite some time is needed... because monkeys do deserve a home... like i deserve a quarters... Now I worry. I have a home which stands exactly where their home used to stand... Worries about monkeys and a home... 

Yes. Worries about monkeys and a home!