I am working as a Medical Physician and a Psychiatrist; also write intermittently depending upon, how much time I can grasp from the ever blowing breeze of common life. I consider spans of writing and other creative activities Special, as I can entertain my persistently craving mind with the pearls of wisdom.
I am neither a prophet nor a saint, I am like you, just an ordinary man; I know nothing, Except the internal fact; And that is what you fear to listen- If you can kill your Ego, For another man or woman; If you can sacrifice your inner-self, For the sake of the other soul; You can salvage, The Spirit Forfeited; And you can retrieve, The Paradise Lost; On this planet of living misery, And in this world of dying humanity.
I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life... Voltaire (French philosopher)
He who is deserted by friends and relatives will often find help and sympathy from strangers. Holy Caliph Hazrat Ali (a,s)
He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god. Aristotle 384-322 BC
1. I know nothing except the fact of my ignorance. 2. I can not teach anybody anything, I can only make them think. Socrates 469-399 BC
Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all they have. H. Jackson Brown Jr.
I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong. (Bertrand Russell / 1872-1970)
As to diseases, make a habit of two things—to help, or at least to do no harm. The art has three factors, the disease, the patient, the physician. The physician is the servant of the art. The patient must co-operate with the physician in combating the disease. HIPPOCRATES (c. 460–c. 370 B.C.) “Father of Medicine”
There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your hearts desire. The other is to get it. George Bernard Shaw1856-1950
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To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come... Hamlet (1601) act 3, sc. 1, l. 56 William Shakespeare1564-1616