Summertime is finally here! I’ll be the first to say, “Summer is great” but the excessive amount of freedom can get boring. You can only play basketball for so long before you grow tired of it. Today I found a new source of entertainment-the news. Yes, you read it right- the news! Aside from its “make-you-feel-dumb” vocabulary, I find it very humorous and entertaining. For example check out this story; http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,525983,00.html.
I know what you’re thinking. “WOW this guy is an idiot!” I beg to differ. This man is a genius! Which cop wouldn’t believe that an infant is capable of driving a car? It’s simple; press the gas pedal to go and the brake pedal to stop and turn the wheel as you go. It’s much easier than walking.
Aside from the obvious, the man knew the jury wouldn’t charge his infant son with hit and run. I can imagine the court room in my head. The infant’s “goo goo gaa gaa” would suffice for a defense testimony. How can anyone convict a cute one year-old for a crime? I said it before and I’ll say it again; the man is a genius!
Oh yeah the moral of this story? When you commit a crime, just blame it on your infant child, he/she will serve as a perfect scape goat. We all know infants are capable of crimes!
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
I am an official "Facebook Stalker"
Embarrassment- I’m sure it’s something we have all faced but surely enough it’s something we don’t enjoy encountering. It’s like rain. Some days the clouds forecast a rainy shower and other days, spontaneous rain pours despite the perfectly sunny sky. It’s unpredictable, undesirable, and unfortunately it’s necessary. Without rain, the green and the blue of the earth will die out, leaving us to live in a brownish poop-colored earth. In the same sense, without the frequent showers of embarrassment, the humility in us will wither, leaving us to think we are “the shit”.
Embarrassment helps us to wake up from our imaginary egoistical world and reminds us of the reality-we are all human beings who idiotically strive for an impossible perfection, yet we frequently believe that we are “perfect”.
I’ll be the first say; today I have been rejected by a girl. If that weren’t bad enough, I think I was officially awarded the “Facebook Stalker” trophy. What can I say? I utilize modern technologies to polish my game to perfection. If there are any lady readers out there, don’t be afraid to “holler at me”. Now before the giggles and the laughs come, I know we’ve all been rejected before. But if weren’t for this rejection today, I’d most likely take the “playa” persona and begin with changing my name to a simple “E” (It’s easier for the girls to shout my name). Then type all my text messages with a mixture of caps and numbers, L1kE tHiS. And finally to complete my transformation, I’d take photo-shopped pictures of myself, half naked in the bathroom, and write “cUtE pOoBeAr” in the corner of all the pictures, then post them as my profile pics for the creepy homosexual internet adult predators to later message me asking for my number. I’m sure that the embarrassment outweighs the “playa” transformation.
Embarrassment will inevitably occur. The best way to approach is like a man. Ronald Kim said it best,”Real men don’t get embarrassed.”
PS: We all know how clever Ron is.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Embarrassment helps us to wake up from our imaginary egoistical world and reminds us of the reality-we are all human beings who idiotically strive for an impossible perfection, yet we frequently believe that we are “perfect”.
I’ll be the first say; today I have been rejected by a girl. If that weren’t bad enough, I think I was officially awarded the “Facebook Stalker” trophy. What can I say? I utilize modern technologies to polish my game to perfection. If there are any lady readers out there, don’t be afraid to “holler at me”. Now before the giggles and the laughs come, I know we’ve all been rejected before. But if weren’t for this rejection today, I’d most likely take the “playa” persona and begin with changing my name to a simple “E” (It’s easier for the girls to shout my name). Then type all my text messages with a mixture of caps and numbers, L1kE tHiS. And finally to complete my transformation, I’d take photo-shopped pictures of myself, half naked in the bathroom, and write “cUtE pOoBeAr” in the corner of all the pictures, then post them as my profile pics for the creepy homosexual internet adult predators to later message me asking for my number. I’m sure that the embarrassment outweighs the “playa” transformation.
Embarrassment will inevitably occur. The best way to approach is like a man. Ronald Kim said it best,”Real men don’t get embarrassed.”
PS: We all know how clever Ron is.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Monday, June 1, 2009
A Manly Man
I just finished the highly-praised movie, Marley and Me- a great movie that has had many different responses. The majority viewed it as heart-warming, tear-dropping, and simply beautiful while the rare few thought of it as complete stupidity. What was my response? - A lot of tears, a lot of them. (What can I say I am pretty manly man.)
We all know. Marley’s death is obviously the saddest part of the movie, but being the manly man that I am, why was I crying up a storm? Why did the death of this “special” dog poke a soft spot in my heart? I couldn’t come up with an answer. I guess I’m just a dog loving freak at heart. Either that or God forgot to mix in the “MAN” ingredient when he created me. Wait, I volunteered to give up three of my dogs and last time I checked I had balls between my thunder thighs, so that’s not it.
Maybe it’s because the death of the dog symbolized a death in my life- That makes more sense. Marley was a unique creature; actually you could say that all dogs are unique, because they love anyone and everyone. Whether the person is fat, or skinny, or whether the person is rich, or poor, dogs will always love as long as you pour out your heart to them, hence the title “Man’s Best Friend”. John Grogan said it best; “A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things - a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.” In other words, these furry, cute animals do more than just sleep, eat, and hump, they love unconditionally and teach us things about this world. Who else does that? Who else loves unconditionally and blindly? Who else teaches us friendship, selflessness and, loyalty? Who else is that hairy? To me, it sounds a lot like that Jesus creature.
It’s a tragedy to say, but in my life, Jesus has passed away. I have forgotten who he was and who he is. I have lived alone in the dark. And above all else, I have forgotten what he has done. His death parallels the death of Marley. I subconsciously knew this, hence leading to my overflow of tears. But in the mist of all this “sad talk” here’s some optimism; Jesus was crucified on the cross but later was resurrected. If he can come back to life in real life, then he can do the same in my life.
John Grogan has his own story, Marley and Me. And I have mine, Me, Myself, and I. Just kidding, it goes more like, Jesus and Me. What's your story?
Love to live, live to love.
-GhanDEEP
We all know. Marley’s death is obviously the saddest part of the movie, but being the manly man that I am, why was I crying up a storm? Why did the death of this “special” dog poke a soft spot in my heart? I couldn’t come up with an answer. I guess I’m just a dog loving freak at heart. Either that or God forgot to mix in the “MAN” ingredient when he created me. Wait, I volunteered to give up three of my dogs and last time I checked I had balls between my thunder thighs, so that’s not it.
Maybe it’s because the death of the dog symbolized a death in my life- That makes more sense. Marley was a unique creature; actually you could say that all dogs are unique, because they love anyone and everyone. Whether the person is fat, or skinny, or whether the person is rich, or poor, dogs will always love as long as you pour out your heart to them, hence the title “Man’s Best Friend”. John Grogan said it best; “A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things - a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.” In other words, these furry, cute animals do more than just sleep, eat, and hump, they love unconditionally and teach us things about this world. Who else does that? Who else loves unconditionally and blindly? Who else teaches us friendship, selflessness and, loyalty? Who else is that hairy? To me, it sounds a lot like that Jesus creature.
It’s a tragedy to say, but in my life, Jesus has passed away. I have forgotten who he was and who he is. I have lived alone in the dark. And above all else, I have forgotten what he has done. His death parallels the death of Marley. I subconsciously knew this, hence leading to my overflow of tears. But in the mist of all this “sad talk” here’s some optimism; Jesus was crucified on the cross but later was resurrected. If he can come back to life in real life, then he can do the same in my life.
John Grogan has his own story, Marley and Me. And I have mine, Me, Myself, and I. Just kidding, it goes more like, Jesus and Me. What's your story?
Love to live, live to love.
-GhanDEEP
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Introducing a Light Heavyweight Fighter, Life
Life, only weighing 185 pounds, is a big and strong fighter yet also a very versatile one. He has a powerful striking and a wonderful ground game. His techniques have been perfected through countless hours of practice. You could say that he’s one of the best fighters around and that fact is apparent, with millions of people committing suicide, dealing with depression, and fighting the war against drugs. But even the great Greek hero, Achilles has had his downfall- his heel later named the Achilles tendon after his death. Believe me when I say this; There is a way to defeat this strong opponent.
If you’re a fan of MMA or even an actual fighter, or just a video game geek who enjoys playing Fight Night, you know that counters enforce the most damage. How many times have you played the game and since the first ring of the bell, you brutally demolish your opponent with crazy button mashing then all of a sudden he knocks you out with a simple counter? The same strategy should be used to defeat Life. Dodge each punch and kick then counter hard. The key to dodging is to approach each attack with a mind of forgiveness and pure happiness. That’s only step one of two, the other step is the most important, the counter. Each counter should be performed with hard work and dedication. With these 4 components, defeating Life will happen.
When Life attacks with whatever it may be, ranging from breakups to family deaths or even something simple as a rude stranger, learn to dodge it, and counter back with a powerful blow. Unfortunately there will be times when Life will knock you down but get back up, and fight again, if you continue to be persistent success will be inevitable
Love All,
GhanDEEP
If you’re a fan of MMA or even an actual fighter, or just a video game geek who enjoys playing Fight Night, you know that counters enforce the most damage. How many times have you played the game and since the first ring of the bell, you brutally demolish your opponent with crazy button mashing then all of a sudden he knocks you out with a simple counter? The same strategy should be used to defeat Life. Dodge each punch and kick then counter hard. The key to dodging is to approach each attack with a mind of forgiveness and pure happiness. That’s only step one of two, the other step is the most important, the counter. Each counter should be performed with hard work and dedication. With these 4 components, defeating Life will happen.
When Life attacks with whatever it may be, ranging from breakups to family deaths or even something simple as a rude stranger, learn to dodge it, and counter back with a powerful blow. Unfortunately there will be times when Life will knock you down but get back up, and fight again, if you continue to be persistent success will be inevitable
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Sunday, May 10, 2009
THE BALLERS NOTE!!!!
Before I begin, allow me to warn all readers that this blog is not aimed toward anyone or any group of people. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY!
I’m sure many of you guys have either been to a tourney basketball game or seen the NBA playoffs. For those who have, we all know about the recent Rafer Alston slap, the dirty Dwight Howard elbow, and the Derrick Fisher tackle. My initial response: “WOW, what has basketball come to now days?”
It’s all that trash talking, pride, and anger that’s ruining the game right? WRONG
I’m sorry to say but from the origin of basketball, trash talking, pride, and anger has all been a part of it. That’s what makes the game what it is. That’s what makes sports what they are.
I agree though, basketball without these “bad things” would be amazing but there cannot be good without the bad. In games, people will trash talk, you will get angry, you will get prideful, refs will make bad calls, and people will play dirty, because it’s all a part of the game. It’s playing with passion that creates these “bad things” but that’s what makes it so fun to play and so fun to watch. Sports would not be where they are without passion.
So what do we do? How do we stop the slaps, and fights associated with sports? Do we tell players to stop playing with passion? NO, because without passion basketball becomes a simple act of throwing a ball into a hoop. Instead, we learn that what stays on the court stays on the court. We learn that the trash talking, the pride, and the anger are all just part of the game and there are no personal meanings behind it. And as fans, we don’t discourage these “bad things” we just remind players that there are no personal motives, its passion and a desire to win.
As a last note, remember; what happens in basketball and in sports is just passion there are no personal motives behind it.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
I’m sure many of you guys have either been to a tourney basketball game or seen the NBA playoffs. For those who have, we all know about the recent Rafer Alston slap, the dirty Dwight Howard elbow, and the Derrick Fisher tackle. My initial response: “WOW, what has basketball come to now days?”
It’s all that trash talking, pride, and anger that’s ruining the game right? WRONG
I’m sorry to say but from the origin of basketball, trash talking, pride, and anger has all been a part of it. That’s what makes the game what it is. That’s what makes sports what they are.
I agree though, basketball without these “bad things” would be amazing but there cannot be good without the bad. In games, people will trash talk, you will get angry, you will get prideful, refs will make bad calls, and people will play dirty, because it’s all a part of the game. It’s playing with passion that creates these “bad things” but that’s what makes it so fun to play and so fun to watch. Sports would not be where they are without passion.
So what do we do? How do we stop the slaps, and fights associated with sports? Do we tell players to stop playing with passion? NO, because without passion basketball becomes a simple act of throwing a ball into a hoop. Instead, we learn that what stays on the court stays on the court. We learn that the trash talking, the pride, and the anger are all just part of the game and there are no personal meanings behind it. And as fans, we don’t discourage these “bad things” we just remind players that there are no personal motives, its passion and a desire to win.
As a last note, remember; what happens in basketball and in sports is just passion there are no personal motives behind it.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Monday, May 4, 2009
Lost and Insecure. Who found me?
“Why am I so lazy?” That question hit hard and sparked a million different possibilities but only one seemed to hold truth.
Again, “Why am I so lazy?” because me trying my best, me working my butt off, me going one hundred percent just isn’t good enough. It’s not good enough for the world, it’s not good enough for my friends, it’s not good enough for my parents, it’s not good enough for her, it’s not good enough for me, and most importantly it’s not good enough for God. In other words, I’m not good enough for anything or anyone. I don’t know why I feel the way I do but I do know that it has to change.
I am a boy of dreams hoping to do great works for Jesus but until I can overcome this way of thinking I will never mature into a man of reality to actually accomplish whatever Jesus has planned for me.
I’m desperate. Anyone with any answers please share.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Again, “Why am I so lazy?” because me trying my best, me working my butt off, me going one hundred percent just isn’t good enough. It’s not good enough for the world, it’s not good enough for my friends, it’s not good enough for my parents, it’s not good enough for her, it’s not good enough for me, and most importantly it’s not good enough for God. In other words, I’m not good enough for anything or anyone. I don’t know why I feel the way I do but I do know that it has to change.
I am a boy of dreams hoping to do great works for Jesus but until I can overcome this way of thinking I will never mature into a man of reality to actually accomplish whatever Jesus has planned for me.
I’m desperate. Anyone with any answers please share.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
Friday, May 1, 2009
Positively Connotated
“The past is the past, move on, forget it, and live in the present.” We’ve all heard it or something similar to it. But is the past only just “the past”? Does “the past” play no other role in the present? It is something to forget?
For many of us, especially in the Christian community, we continuously dwell on the sins of our past, hindering us from accepting God’s love and questioning; “Why me, God?”, “Why do you still love someone sinful like me?”, “Have you not seen the things I have done?” Unfortunately, no matter how many times we try to escape God’s love, it will always surround us, it will always cover us, and it will always suffocate us. It is inescapable. So we should forget the past and move on right? I disagree.
As humans, God has created each and every one of us to be unique- giving us all different physical qualities as well different personality traits. But in a way, the fact of being human makes us all the same. Just as your mother, as your friend, or even as a random stranger possesses fears and insecurities, you also possess them. But where do these fears and insecurities generate from? It’s defiantly not related to genetics. As we come out of our mother’s womb, we do not grow an instant fear of failure. Our fears and insecurities, develop from something else, something common to most humans (unfortunately there are babies who don’t make it), otherwise known as our pasts.
Whether it’d be simple events like your brother constantly telling you to shut up or a more serious issue like bullying, the past develops our fears and insecurities. If this is so, we should just forget and move on but I’m sorry to say that’s impossible. No matter how hard we try to forget, the past remains like a scar; it stays forever, reminding you of all the pain. So what do we do?
Instead of trying to do the impossible, we work with possible. We remember all of the pain and the suffering and allow that to affect us in a positive way.
For example, all of my life I have had this fear of failure and all these insecurities. Looking back on my childhood and my past, my parents are to blame (I’m sorry mom and dad but I still love you). Don’t get me wrong, my parents have done great things for me but honesty must be said. Nonetheless, my parents’ constant nagging about absolutely everything ranging from grades, to weight, to my messiness, and to even my hair, has made me afraid to fail and developed so many insecurities. The fear has lead me to where I am today; failing two classes. My insecurities have leaded me to losing friendships, and gaining a relationship with Satan-nothing appealing. How can I turn this negative to positive?
It’s easy. Instead of trying to forget, I remember- remember the pain, the hurt, the regret. Then I use that memory to never treat anyone the same way my parents have treated me, use that memory to never make anyone feel insecure, and finally use that memory to help those who have/are in the same shoes as I.
When people use the word past, they use it with a negative connotation. Let’s change that around. Whether you pasts consists of degrading parents like me, or being bullied, or even being laughed, allow it to affect your present in a positive way so that your current present becomes a positively connotated (made up word) past.
PS: My parents are not bad people. I love them with all my heart! They are just... typical Asian parents aha.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
For many of us, especially in the Christian community, we continuously dwell on the sins of our past, hindering us from accepting God’s love and questioning; “Why me, God?”, “Why do you still love someone sinful like me?”, “Have you not seen the things I have done?” Unfortunately, no matter how many times we try to escape God’s love, it will always surround us, it will always cover us, and it will always suffocate us. It is inescapable. So we should forget the past and move on right? I disagree.
As humans, God has created each and every one of us to be unique- giving us all different physical qualities as well different personality traits. But in a way, the fact of being human makes us all the same. Just as your mother, as your friend, or even as a random stranger possesses fears and insecurities, you also possess them. But where do these fears and insecurities generate from? It’s defiantly not related to genetics. As we come out of our mother’s womb, we do not grow an instant fear of failure. Our fears and insecurities, develop from something else, something common to most humans (unfortunately there are babies who don’t make it), otherwise known as our pasts.
Whether it’d be simple events like your brother constantly telling you to shut up or a more serious issue like bullying, the past develops our fears and insecurities. If this is so, we should just forget and move on but I’m sorry to say that’s impossible. No matter how hard we try to forget, the past remains like a scar; it stays forever, reminding you of all the pain. So what do we do?
Instead of trying to do the impossible, we work with possible. We remember all of the pain and the suffering and allow that to affect us in a positive way.
For example, all of my life I have had this fear of failure and all these insecurities. Looking back on my childhood and my past, my parents are to blame (I’m sorry mom and dad but I still love you). Don’t get me wrong, my parents have done great things for me but honesty must be said. Nonetheless, my parents’ constant nagging about absolutely everything ranging from grades, to weight, to my messiness, and to even my hair, has made me afraid to fail and developed so many insecurities. The fear has lead me to where I am today; failing two classes. My insecurities have leaded me to losing friendships, and gaining a relationship with Satan-nothing appealing. How can I turn this negative to positive?
It’s easy. Instead of trying to forget, I remember- remember the pain, the hurt, the regret. Then I use that memory to never treat anyone the same way my parents have treated me, use that memory to never make anyone feel insecure, and finally use that memory to help those who have/are in the same shoes as I.
When people use the word past, they use it with a negative connotation. Let’s change that around. Whether you pasts consists of degrading parents like me, or being bullied, or even being laughed, allow it to affect your present in a positive way so that your current present becomes a positively connotated (made up word) past.
PS: My parents are not bad people. I love them with all my heart! They are just... typical Asian parents aha.
Love All,
GhanDEEP
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