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6 Proven Ways to Achieve Your Goals

Inspiration: “Think and Grow Rich” by Napoleon Hill

Whatever the MIND OF MAN can CONCEIVE and BELIEVE it can ACHIEVE. 

-Napoleon Hill (Think and grow rich)

  1. Set a SPECIFIC (emphasis) and DEFINITE goal. Say, you want to make money. Don’t just desire to make some money but be specific with yourself. Be definite as to the amount. 
  2. What exactly are you willing to exchange/sacrifice for that goal? And be specific again! Being vague just doesn’t cut it. What do you plan on giving in return for the achievement of your goal?
  3. Set a definite date as to when you plan on achieving it. Be specific again!!!! Set a specific deadline.
  4. Make a specific plan that will help you in achieving your goal. Most important of all, begin immediately. No, don’t tell yourself that tomorrow the stars align much better and so will be a good day to start. No, start now! Doesn’t matter whether you are ready or not. You will be more than prepared while you do it. Put your plan into action at once.
  5. Write out a clear, concise statement of the specific goal you intend to achieve, name the time limit for its fulfillment, state what you plan on giving in exchange for the goal, and describe clearly the plan through which you intend to acquire it.” 
  6. Read you statement ALOUD every single day: once after waking up in the morning and once before you hit the hay at night. AS YOU READ – SEE AND FEEL AND BELIEVE YOURSELF ALREADY FULFILLING YOUR GOAL. This is where day dreaming can come into use. Use your imagination as completely as possible. Anything to make you see and feel and believe yourself that you are experiencing that very moment you achieved your goal. Go on, don’t wait any longer! The more eager you are towards achieving your goal, the easier it will be for you to convince yourself that you are capable of achieving it and you WILL achieve it and the easier it will before you to see and feel and believe yourself already achieving your goal. 
Be determined and stubborn till you get what you want. Don’t give up. Do not quit! 
As you might have already guessed, I am reading “Think and Grow Rich” by Napoleon Hill. I am taking as slow as I can just so I can take notes and absorb all the invaluable information he kindly conveyed to us through his book. If you have not read, I urge you to pick it up and read. 
Happy reading and writing, y’all!
Pomegranate Lover
Daily Posts, Journal

Unsafe Containers

Which emotion(s) — joy, envy, rage, pity, or something else — do you find to be the hardest to contain?

Well, for me, every emotion out there is hard to keep it under lock and key. I am the kind of person whose face displays whatever emotions I feel without any delay. I just cannot hide them, try as I might. I have tried many times to mask them but oh no, it did not work. I hate that I can’t feel anything I want to without a public display on my face. Very very embarrassing!!!

If I blush, you would see it. My cheeks turn red and a smile escapes from my lips.

My face is like a mirror of my emotions and feelings. I am still trying to cover it but it is just too hard. I really hate hate hate this!!

For instance, If I am angry at someone and that “someone” is sitting right in front of me trying to get me into a conversation, I cannot talk even if I try. Even if I do let out a few words, it gets limited. My face won’t have a smile but a frown. Not fully a frown but something that is of lighter degree, confused? I wish I knew a word to describe that but alas, I don’t! You just have to work your imagination a bit here…sorry!

One emotion that I have no control whatsoever is laughter! I cannot keep it under control. If I feel the urge to laugh, I just have to let it out. But sometimes, not all the time, that works for me is to clench my teeth (of course, my lips would cover that process) really hard. Did I just reveal this peculiar and embarrassing trait of mine to the public? Please console me!! Tell me that it is not at all peculiar, in fact, that it is common! Pleaaassseee!! If it is not as common, I suggest and order you, okay fine, request (better?) to erase what you have just read from your brain!

I’m gonna let you all in on a little secret (won’t be little anymore now that I am telling it to you all): When I was in 4th grade (I think it was in 3rd, no 4th), my English teacher (he was very very strict) gave me a nickname: laughing baby! I used to laugh a lot, I still do but not much anymore though. I just laugh for no particular reason! I think that’s what makes me…um me?

Now that I think of it, I can hide my envy if i want to. That’s good to know!! No, I am kidding, I don’t feel envy or jealous of someone who just won a lottery. Maybe I would feel a little envious…come on, I am sure that I am not the only in the world to feel like this in a “lottery” situation, right? Please save me…drowning in my own embarrassment! Aaaaahhhhhh!

In conclusion (as if this was a well constructed essay! lol), my face is an open book!!! Don’t read me or…else! 😛

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Memory On the Menu

Which good memories are better – the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?

I have always been fascinated by the way or brains work. There are many numerous things happening in our brains at any given time. It is never at rest, always looking after us. We would be dead if it slept for even a second. It is truly a wonderful creation of God. Man-made machines and systems are nothing compared to the intricate system found in our body created by God. I am always in awe when I muse about it!

One of the prominent features of our brains is the ability to encode, store, and recall data, which we call memory. Forget about good and bad memories for a moment and appreciate the genius behind all this, who is God.

Now to the matter at hand, personally, I cherish each and every memory of my memory bank. If I had the power to erase some of  the bad ones, I would not choose to do that because every memory adds up to a big pile of experiences. And experiences teach us so many lessons every day. Each and every aspect of our lives are carried out according to our experiences. We learn from experience. If I did erase bad memories, I would not be able to identify what is good and bad. My ability to tell them apart will be impaired as a result. I won’t be able to tell If I am doing a mistake or not. It is from memories, both good and bad ones, that we are able to choose wisely by not making the same mistakes we have done before.

Overall, I think all memories, both recent and old, play a crucial role in our lives. Agree?

Note: This is a response to the prompt posted on 05/24/2014.

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Finders, Keepers?

While walking on the beach you stumble on a valuable object buried in the sand — say, a piece of jewelry or an envelope full of cash. What do you do with it? Under what circumstances would you keep it?

Hmm…I don’t know what I would do.

Part of me says to just bag whatever I found in the sand and run with it. Another part of me orders, “Shut up, you greedy moron! Take it to the police this instant.” I am in a dilemma, though I know that I should take it to the local authority. But what if it is something that is so valuable that you cannot find it anywhere else in the whole wide world? That can be a problem. I would want to keep it but then I am not stupid enough to steal it. I would definitely hand it over to the police or someone of equivalent authority as it is my duty.

My mother taught me that even if you forcefully own something that  rightfully belongs to someone else, you will never be able to profit from it. As they say, it was never yours and will never be.  It won’t  do or bring you any good. Let me suppose that I took it against my best judgement, I will definitely feel guilty in my stomach (a feeling that I really hate) and this sensation is enough to bring me back to reality and this automatically leads me in the direction that I initially should have picked, which is taking it to the local authority.

Also, I am a very strict believer of karma and as they say, “what goes around comes around.” I definitely don’t want to be on the receiving end of it. No, thank you.

Answer: Nope, not gonna keep it. It is going straight to the police.

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P.S. I am finally home which is why  I gotta answer today’s prompt this soon instead of late at night. Feels good!

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Game of Groans

Sorry I am late in responding to today’s Daily Prompt, I have been very busy keeping my little cousin (two years old) entertained! This is the only time where she is not with me right now. There’s a program going on and she is fascinated by the crowd and the kids. And, this is happening in a house, not outside.  To be honest, today’s prompt did not pique my interest. However, I am going to give it a try!

Think about an object, an activity, or a cultural phenomenon you really don’t like. Now write a post (tongue in cheek or not — your call!) about why it’s the best thing ever.

I’m going to praise: Loud kids (sounds reasonable as it is happening right now as I am writing this).

Here I go!

Who does not love loud noise? I do and I am pretty sure that everyone else does as well. If you don’t, then you got a very serious problem and probably should see a doctor. Couple that with kids! What a combination?! I am thrilled to have them here. The sounds and noises they are making now are music to my ears and my head too! The headache I have now is a sweet side effect of it. Seriously guys, you should experience it to feel the enjoyment I am experiencing now. You are missing out! You won’t ever regret that experience! If you are curled up with a really good book and silence, you should break that and be around loud kids. The ear-splitting noise is very soothing, I tell you! I recommend you to make a playlist out of their sweet and melodious noise and listen to it when you work, especially when you have a writer’s block. Think about it, you will be productive with that kind of music playing in the background. You won’t ever complain about not getting anything done. Trust me! Recommend it to your friends and family as well, they will always be grateful to you. I just wish that they could be even more louder and noisy. I feel active and energetic when I listen to their noise! Do you have complaints about how meditation/yoga does not provide you with the results you are looking for? I have a solution to that: Loud kids! It works!! Let me help you here for those who have already started trying this method out: a prominent sign that this is working is the headache! Are you experiencing it now? Well then, you are on the right track. Please feel free to ask me any questions you might have regarding this guaranteed-to-produce-desired-results method. Do not hesitate at all.

A good practice for sarcasm, right? I had fun with this one.

Good night!

P.S. My little cousin came back to me when I was in the middle of this but not here anymore though. By the way, she is not loud. It’s the other kids, especially boys! The noise dialed down a bit. One sure thing that works in keeping them silent (not completely) is TV, which is what they are doing now.

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Mind Reader

Who’s the last person you saw before reading this prompt? Whether it’s a family member, a coworker, or a total stranger, write a post about what that person is thinking right now.

The last person I saw last was myself in the mirror.

What I’m thinking right now: Hmm, I am watching a segment of the Ellen Show on YouTube. I am thinking how funny and generous Ellen DeGeneres is. She gives away gifts to people who she doesn’t even know much about. I am thinking how she is never short of jokes, puns, and comebacks. They are always in stock! She makes everyone laugh  with no effort at all! She is a natural! She is the most wonderful and coolest person ever! She is so cute too, especially her eyes and her smile. I love her and maybe someday, I want to meet her! She brings out hidden talents and even rewards them! Just watching one of her videos is enough to turn a frown in to a smile! She is truly one-of-a-kind and the sweetest person ever!

I am also contemplating whether to take my journal with me to a place where I’m going. I will be staying there for 3 days at the most. They are a curious bunch! I don’t want them to take a peek in my journal. They will make fun of me! I could take a mini one instead but I don’t like the idea of it. I don’t like my thoughts to be all over the place. I like it better to have them all in one place. I won’t be satisfied with the mini not because I fear that I will fill it in. No, that is definitely not the reason! Let me just say that I love my big one! I don’t want to leave my journal behind! This is so hard! I am going to have to come to a decision soon because I will be leaving this evening!

I am thinking of million other things but I don’t think you want to hear about them. All about packing and other stuff!

This prompt is not as interesting but I liked it a little. Next time, I will use another person. It will be fun! It might or might not make it to a blog post but I am definitely going to try it in my journal.

Thanks for reading!

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Pick Your Gadget – A Tough Decision

Your local electronics store has just started selling time machines, anywhere doors, and invisibility helmets. You can only afford one. Which of these do you buy, and why?

Hmm…this is a tough one! Let me think.

It is a tie between time machines and anywhere doors. I have no use for invisibility helmets because well, I don’t need it. As simple as that. Maybe I do. Nah. Forget it.

The first time I read the prompt, I made a decision without thinking things through: Time machine. Why did I pick that? Simple, If I own that, I would be able to go back in time and see the ones that I miss today. I mentioned here that I lost someone very dear to me. I would want to go back just to see her. And maybe some other places too! Also, I will be able to see the memories I am so fond of once again right before my eyes, wouldn’t that be great?! Am I getting this time machine concept right? 😉

After rereading the prompt again, this is my decision: Anywhere Doors. I can go to any places I want to without having to drive from here to there in a car or even get on a plane. Just makes life easier, don’t you think?! You can just open the door wishing it to take you to a particular place you have in your mind and VOILA! You are there! It would be amazing! No need to spend your money on gas and other travel expenses that we face every day, right? Awesome! But then, do we need to worry about the traffic in this situation? That, I am not so sure.

Final decision is this: Anywhere Doors. Now, why didn’t I stick with my first choice? Going back in time means that I am not letting go of things that I am supposed to. I have to accept it sooner or later. It is better for me If I accept it sooner. We have all heard of the following phrase, “everything happens for a reason.”  It is true. Even if you have managed to change something you don’t like from happening, it will inevitably happen sometime in the near future because it is meant to. Maybe we have won a couple of times from stopping whatever it was, but those victories do not guarantee us that we will win again. Maybe we can delay it from happening so soon, but that does not mean that it will never happen. We just don’t have the power to stop things from happening;maybe we can in some situations, but not all. We can just be optimistic by thinking: “Whatever He does is for our own good.” Because He knows what is good for us and will do it accordingly. This, I believe.

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Unexpected Guests!

You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.

I have always looked forward to seeing my wife’s beautiful face after spending a long day at work. Though it has been many years since our marriage, not once have I ever felt bored of her or our marriage. And I know for a fact that this is a mutual feeling between us.

I knocked on the door expecting my wife to open it and welcome me with a light but passionate kiss on my lips to home as she had always done. I even brought her flowers today. She would love ’em. She loves flowers.

No answer, so tapped a few times again thinking maybe she was watching TV. But still, no answer.

I put my left ear to the door craning to hear any sounds from our TV. In fact, I did. Could she have gone out and forgot to turn off the TV, maybe? If so, she would have called me at work and let me know about her plans.

This isn’t like her. Something is definitely wrong here. I took out my phone and punched in her phone number and waited for her to pick up. It is ringing but she is not picking up so it took me to her voice mail.

Hey, this is Mary. Sorry I didn’t get your call, leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I can. Ciao!

My palms are sweating as I begin to worry about her. It is not good to worry without knowing anything so I try as best as I can to keep calm and cool. But it’s hard.

It is a good thing that I have the house keys on me but it might take a few minutes to find them in my laptop bag as I haven’t used them in years. My hands are shaking as I try to find them in haste. Finally, found it! It was buried under many many layers of papers.

With shaking hands, I frantically tried to put the key into the lock and pushed open the door.

I see two unknown people sitting on my sofa eating my cake and watching my TV in my living room. Who in the world are they? I don’t remember seeing them anywhere in my life and I have a photographic memory.

“Who are you people? Where is my wife? And what the fuck are you doing in my house?”

“Oh, calm down, you silly! We are Mary’s friends and just here taking care of business,” said the lady with a very annoying high pitched voice.

Dammit! Mary!

“MARY! MARY!” I cried out but I didn’t hear a reply back.

I left the couple, who claimed they were Mary’s “friends”, to their business. I am going to deal with them later. My first priority is to find my wife and see if she is okay and ask her if they truly are her friends.

I went room to room in hopes of finding Mary but no sight of her. I went upstairs and as I was about to open the door to our bedroom, I hear muffled sounds coming from inside. Cautiously, I opened the door and saw Mary tied to one of our bedposts.

“Oh my God! What happened? Are you alright? What is that blood on your face?” I shrieked while I untied her.

Mary wiggled out and hugged me hard. She is shaking all over and I tried to soothe her by hugging back.

What must have happened? Who had done this to her and why?

“It’s all right, I’m here,” I kept saying in her ear and she gradually calmed down.

“Ar-ar-ar are they still here?” she stuttered.

“Yes, they are,” I said, “I get a feeling that they are not your friends. Do you know them?”

“What? They are still here?!! Have they told you anything at all other than telling you that they were my friends?”

“Not that I remember, no,” I answered and she sighed in relief.

“Listen, John, they are not my friends and have come to seize our estates and whatever money we have!”

I was perplexed and I don’t understand why she was tense. “What are you saying? Who are they to take our properties? I don’t remember ever meeting them, let alone owing them anything.”

“John, take a seat on the bed. I have things to tell you that I have been keeping them secret. I hope you forgive me for this.” she let go of me and took me to the bed and sat down next to me.

“Mary, as long as I have known you, you have never kept anything from me,” I said.

“John, calm down. I am ashamed of what I have done. I am sorry for bringing you and me into this situation. I thought that I could manage it but obviously, I didn’t. While you were away at work, I have been participating in women clubs. At first, it was just something to pass my time but gradually it turned into an addiction that I hate now. It just started out as playing with fake money then as I got into it more, I began to use real money. The reason I needed money was to bid on some valuable objects such as jewelry and stuff. I kinda bid using your money and the estate documents. The couple downstairs are here to get them, either we like it or not. Like I said – ” I started to move away from her.

It took me a minute to understand what she was saying. But I got one thing clear, she has been using me.

I cannot stand this anymore. I stood up and paced around the room trying to calm myself down.

I interrupted her, “What? You didn’t feel like telling that to me before? You did all this BEHIND MY BACK? WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH THE PEOPLE DOWN IN MY LIVING ROOM?”

She shuddered at the volume of my voice. I don’t blame her and I was surprised myself. Well, what did she expect? Thought that I would speak softly as I have always done? Hell no!

I have never shouted like this before, especially at my wife, who apparently is not the same person as I thought she was. I feel bad for shouting at her but I have no idea how to respond to what she was telling me.

“John, calm down, please. You cannot let them hear us. We will deal this together. Listen-”

She didn’t give an answer to my question regarding those strangers.

“Calm down? You are telling me to calm down when I have two complete strangers in my house? I trusted you with my life. You cheated me.”

I took her by surprise as I grabbed at her neck.

“John! Leave me!!! HELP!!”

I had my hands around her neck and tried to squeeze life out of her deceptive soul. But I let her go, I just couldn’t do it. The relationship we had would not let me do what I really wanted to do. She coughed as she tried to get her normal flow of breathing back.

The couple came to the bedroom as they heard Mary’s plea for help.

The lady came running to where Mary was trying to breathe and helped her get up and out of my way.  She took her to the opposite side of the room while the man who has not spoken nothing pulled my arms to my back and tied them up. “Oh Mary! Are you alright, dear? I told you carry a gun but you didn’t listen to me. Thank god we decided to stay. I will take care of him.”

“No, I will. Let me finish this. This is my game, I will do it my way.” Mary said in a determined tone.

As I tried to wiggle my hands out of the ropes, the man spoke for the very first time. “Stay. Don’t make us hurt you anymore than we have to.”

Mary walked across the room and stood in front of me.

“Now John, give me the money and the documents. We won’t hurt you. Do as I tell you or you might regret this.”

“What is this new act? I thought you owed them money. So you are the leader of this gang, wow! You conned me!”

“Yes, I did, so what? I tried to be nice but you didn’t let me. Enough discussing about me. Tell me, what is the code to your case that contains money and property documents?”

“I won’t tell you.”

“Don’t irritate me now. I got a gun as you can see. I won’t think twice before killing you off.” Mary said through her gritted teeth. She had the gun to my forehead and cocked it. It is ready to fire with one click.

I gulped. ” Ok ok…I will tell you the code only if you give me that gun.”

The man spoke for the second time, “Shut up. No one is giving you any guns -”

Mary interrupted him, “Ok, fine, I will give it to you. Tom, untie him please.”

Tom tried to convince, “Don’t trust him, Ana. He -”

I looked at the lady thinking Ana was her name but she wasn’t the one who spoke next. It is Mary.

“Do as I say or else,” ordered Ana.

The man, whose name is supposedly Tom, nodded his head and did what he was told.

Ana? She even lied to me about her name. Who is she and who was the person married me? Mary, or whoever she was, handed me the gun as per the deal.

“Tell me the code.” Ana ordered.

“It is 06191990. Do you know why I picked those numbers? They represent the date of our marriage. I don’t think you even remember that. I have been conned and cheated. I hate myself for believing in you up until this moment. I hate you! You even lied to me about your name. You are a disgrace to everything that I thought you were. Why did you pick me? Of course, my money. You made me a fool. You made me fall in love with you just so you could get your filthy hands on my money and property. You used me! I fucking hate myself because after all that you have done, I am still in love with you. All these years, you never felt anything for me? Everything you said or done since we first started living together was a lie. You built my life and yours around lies! Everything was a lie! Why did you make go through all this? Why? You know how much I have loved you and unfortunately for me, I still love you. Dammit Mary! Oh no, I am not calling you Ana, you will always be my sweet and innocent Mary to me. Always, as long as I live. Listen to me, whoever that fucking lady is will take care of putting my money in that bag of yours. Face me or I will have to pull the trigger. I love you. I always have and will. I know my Mary is in you somewhere. She is in there somewhere, I know. I want to stab myself with a knife multiple times for admitting to you, Ana, that I am still in love with you. You are one fucking bitch. I love you more than I hate you. I cannot live like this. I just cannot. I don’t think I can ever accept the fact that you are different person than the one I am used to. I just can’t. You underestimated me, Mary. I know that you have only weapon and you gave it to me. You were sure that I wouldn’t kill you because you know that I am a sucker for you. Well you are correct cause I am a sucker for you! You were not at all scared if I would your friends you got there. But you were damn sure that I was not going to kill you. Think again. Forgive me, but you are coming with me wherever I go. After you, my lady. I love you. You wait for me, ok?”

I pulled the trigger at her. I did it, I finally did it! I killed her, my first and last love. I killed my Mary. Now it is time for me to follow her as I have always done.

The couple are long gone with the money. Greedy folks! I hope that money and documents brings them no good.

I am coming, Mary. I pulled the trigger again, this time at myself.

The End

This is my first story ever! I didn’t revise it so you might have found a lot of mistakes. You are welcome to critique it and offer any suggestions you might think of. Thanks in advance. Looking forward to what you got to say about it.