August 23, 2007

Just can’t express – Smile, an everlasting smile

Filed under: When I get wild — Celia Rexselin @ 10:39 am

At times, I feel that I need to say a thousand words but words just don’t get out. And at times, I feel that I don’t want to say anything but I find myself blurting out words which I didn’t even know that it existed in my psyche…  Does anyone else think the same way? Here, it is to you, one of ma favorites which would fit the mood.

Smile an everlasting smile,
A smile can bring you near to me
Don’t ever let me find you down
Cause that would bring a tear to me
This world has lost its glory

Let’s start a brand new story now, my love
Right now, there’ll be no other time and
I can show you how, my love.

Talk in everlasting words,
And dedicate them all to me.
And I will give you all my life
I’m here if you should call to me
You think that I don’t even mean a single word I say

It’s only words, and words are all I have
To take your heart away.


August 12, 2007

Lee Iacocca for now ..

Filed under: Book reviews — Celia Rexselin @ 8:02 am

I have started reading the auto-biography of this great guy Lee Iacocca. People, who know him can skip to the next paragraph. This guy, the son of an italian migrant, rose to the ranks of Ford Motor Company to become its president only to be fired eight years later. He then, joined Chrysler and and became a symbol of integrity and guts to lot of people in the world.

Few words that I extracted from this guy:

1) You have got to accept a little sorrow in life. You’ll never know what happiness is unless you have something to compare it to.

2) If you really want to be a waitress, then you should work at being the best damn waitress in the world.

3) What on earth am I doing? Is this how I want to be spending the rest of my life?

4) If you want to give a man credit, put it in writing. If you want to give him hell, do it on phone.

5. One day Henry (Ford) ordered me to fire a certain executive who was, in his judgement, “a fag”.

“Get rid of him”, Henry said. “He is a fag”.

“What are you talking about?” I asked

“Look at him. His pants are too tight.”

I still haven’t read it fully. But I think I will do a second reading too. 🙂

August 2, 2007

Vidaadhu karuppu

Filed under: Just For Laughs — Celia Rexselin @ 12:24 pm

I don’t know why, but where ever I go, I seem to make some people laugh (ippadiyum sollikalaam la bulb-vaanginadha?). Since so many people are asking me about my sudden absence, I guess I’ll have to let out the reason. Folks, I shifted my job (and state) due to personal reasons and I am trying to get accustomed to this place. Ok, now I will continue with the reason for my statement (in the first line).


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