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Magic of handwritten letter (1 min read), Paul Fernandes

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When was the last time you have written a handwritten letter?  The joy of receiving something by post makes us feel all excited and sometimes emotional. There is never a wrong time to write a handwritten thank you letter. So today I invite you to do exactly the same thing-  write a handwritten thank you letter  to any two people in your life and I assure you it will make you feel splendid  and you will surely bring a smile on the receivers face. Let’s revive the tradition of having some kind of personal touch to what we have to say to  people.

‘There is something about it I cannot explain, but I know handwritten letter has power in it’.

 

THANK YOU

-Paul Fernades

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You are going to die!

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life.”  – Steve Jobs

What if someone tells you that you are going to die and that you just have few hours or days  to live. How would that make you feel? Would you be proud enough to say that you achieved your goals in life? Forget about achieving it, did you even try to get what you wanted out of life.

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The TRUTH  is we are all going to die. So rather that waiting to die, let’s make our life worth it. None of us are here for a long time, but some go about living their lives, dragging their feet as if they have ‘thousand years’ on earth. Most of them spend their time on couches or bed wondering about what can they do with their life. So, wake up!

Do the things you love and follow your  dream.

If  a reminder about DEATH doesn’t motivate you, then I don’t know what will motivate you.

Keep your phone away or get up from that computer desk and go follow your passion.

Now is the time to act upon your dreams.

Best wishes,

Paul Fernandes

Founder

Imagination Breathing .com

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Coffee or Passion? Choose Wisely!

Our lives are made of choices and what we choose is going to decide the quality of our life. So with this thought I present to you my book Coffee or Passion? Choose Wisely! There are countless number of people who made this possible. Thank you all for being a blessing in my life.

Only read this book… if you are about to make a choice in your life. Only read this book… if you want to find your passion. Only read this book… if you love your pets. Only read this book… if you want to save our environment. Only read this book… if you want to live a balanced lifestyle. Only read this book… if you want to have a fulfilled relationship. You must read this book… if you want to follow your dream. So, Choose Wisely !

If you fall into any of the above situation, I think this book may add a value to your life. So, Choose Wisely! Whether you buy the book or not is not the most important thing. What is most important is, I want to sincerely thank the audience of “Imagination Breathing” from 113 countries as it stands today and to all the people around the world who have been part of my life journey.. “THIS IS DEDICATED TO YOU”

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If want to have a copy of your own or want to gift it to your friends, following are the links. I have provided you with different links so that you may pay less for the shipping charge, depending on your location.

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                     1. amazon.in  (India)  For Kindle edition at just Rs 195 click

                                                                         here-  http://amzn.to/2mXG8xO

                                                                 For Paperback  edition at just Rs 612 click

                                                                         here- http://amzn.to/2nUJq5E

                    2. amazon.com  (US and rest of the  world)      

                    3. amazon.fr (France)

                    4. amazon.es (Spain)

                    5. amazon.ca (Cannada)

                    6. amazon.co.uk  (UK)

                    7. amazon.it  (Italy)

 

Once again, Thank you so much.

With gratitude,

Paul Fernandes
Founder
Imagination Brething
(Inspiring lives)

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Have you invested in yourself? by, Paul Fernandes

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“The most important investment you can make is in yourself.” -Warren Buffett

                Have you invested in yourself? When I ask you this question I don’t necessarily mean investing money or buying some material things. I am sure we have done a lot of that. Today when I ask you a question, have you invested in yourself? I want to ask you have you given time to yourself. Time Alone for yourself, time to go and eat something that you like, time to take a walk and feel the breeze on your face.  Here I want to emphasize on the word ALONE. It’s easy to drown our thoughts when we are with others. It’s comfortable to choose an easy way out, but taking time out and being alone requires courage and conviction. Tony Robbins in one of his interview with Oprah Winfrey made a statement that hit me profoundly he said and I quote “If you do not have 10 minutes for yourself, you don’t have life.”

               When I said take time out, I don’t mean to say go for a long trip, spend lots of money or sit in an erect position in the Himalayas. I ask you to take 10 to 20 minutes each day all for yourself, block out everything else. When it’s possible take a weekend off and    rejuvenate yourself. I believe that only when we fill ourselves with goodness and peace we can give peace and goodness to others.

 So make a commitment to make time for yourself.

 

Love and Best wishes,

Paul Fernandes
Founder
Imagination Breathing .com
(Inspiring lives)

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113 countries, 100 articles. – Paul Fernandes

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I want to thank each one for making this journey possible. 100 quality articles is a big landmark. A special thanks to each contributor of the articles for believing in my venture for inspiring lives. Today when I see the site “Imagination Breathing. Com” viewed in 113 countries around the world. I feel proud of the decision I had taken and the sacrifices I made to start the website. As a child, I always wanted my name and work to be known around the world. Today when people from 113 countries are being touched by what I do. I feel happy and blessed. I wish to continue this journey with your support in the years to come.
I would like to thank the people from the following countries listed below who have viewed the site “Imagination Breathing. Com.”

India, United States, Brazil, United Kingdom, Australia, United Arab Emirates, Italy, Philippines, Canada, Portugal, Russia, Israel, Vietnam, Kenya, Germany, France, Argentina, Norway, Bangladesh, Qatar, New Zealand, Ireland, Japan, Egypt, Turkey, Kuwait, China, Indonesia, Iran, European Union, Spain, Singapore, Hong Kong SAR China, Mexico, Thailand, Austria, Sweden, Greece, Papua New Guinea, Belgium, Rwanda, Oman, Lebanon, Bhutan, Ecuador, South Africa, South Korea, Ukraine, Cote D Lvoire, Chile, Pakistan, Malaysia, Malta, Algeria, Denmark, Romania, Venezuela, Uruguay, Peru, Slovakia, Sri Lanka, Lithuania, Czech Republic, Poland, Albania, Estonia, Mauritius, Angola, Bahrain, Bolivia, Uzbekistan, Liberia, Azerbaijan, Nicaragua, Montenegro, Luxembourg, Ethiopia, El Salvador, Jamaica, Barbados, Kazakhstan, Trininda and Tobago, Tanzania, Finland, Georgia, Bulgaria, Serbia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Zambia, Hungary, Croatia, Macedonia, Puerto Rico, Tunisia, Iceland, Slovenia, Latvia, Fiji, Guatemala, Cayman Islands, Dominican Republic, Mongolia, Brunei, Seychelles, Honduras, Cameroon, Reunion, U.S. Virgin Islands, Suriname, Cyprus, Belize, Mozambique.

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.

LOVE YOU ALL.

With Gratitude,

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Paul Fernandes
Founder and Editor-in-chief
Imagination Breathing.com

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Lost, but not forever.           – Kasturi, Assam.

 

Days tend to pass by so quickly, don’t they? It seems not long ago that I was a kid. A world so secure and safe from the harsh reality. A world of no worries, no confusion or fear of what is to come next. The only concern was to complete homework in time. Remember how a day off from school meant us being sad because we wouldn’t see our friends?

As kids, we always wished for our life to be fast-forwarded to when we would become adults. Little did we ever knew how hard it is being one! So many of us get lost on the way. Lose touch with ourselves. The innocence, the confidence, the happiness in little things.

Growing up I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do in my life but I very much wanted to become a good person. But in the transition from being a kid to an adult – I lost myself somewhere. I became oblivious and that scared me every moment which eventually turned me into a pessimistic and depressed person.

When asked about a best friend I used to say,’I still am in search of the one with the same wavelength as mine.’

A month after joining college, I met someone. He seemed so happy and at peace. Little did I know then that our wavelengths would match so well that we would become the best of friends. I finally found someone with who I can confide in without any fear of being judged but at the same time would make me see my faults in the most humble way. He believes in me even when I doubt myself and always thrives me to be a better person. And though we fight – a lot! – it never lasts long.

It has been rightly said so that humans are social animals. We always need that one person who makes all the difference in the world and makes us  stronger, happier and full of life.

In the course of our friendship, I regained my lost self. He indeed was the one who inspired me to write.

I want to ask you people do you have people to stand by YOU when everything falls apart? We need to surround ourselves with positive people who bring the best out of us and who never stop us  from achieving our dreams.

– Kasturi Sarma, Assam(India)

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Coffee or Passion? by, Paul Fernandes

 

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Finally the first draft of my book is ready, two and half years of tireless brain work and now it is here, right in front of me.  Few quotes/lines from the book are given below.

  1. “We lose ourselves in our pursuit to get someone to look at us the way we want them to.”

    2.  “I have felt a sense of hopelessness and nothingness.”

    3.  “At times we might not be aware but we might have the best imagination power.”

    4.  “Life may be shot and we must n0t take it for granted.”

    5.   “We must enjoy our uniqueness and individuality.” 

    6.   “Our mind can play nasty games with us, especially when we are alone.”

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With gratitude,

 

Paul Fernandes

Founder  and  Editor-in-chief

Imagination Breathing

 

 

 

           

 

 

 

 

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To or Not to. By Kasturi, Assam

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Not all of us are bestowed with the best of everything. Being not-so-good in  a certain field(s) tends to make us feel inept. Seeing a fellow colleague do better – when you know you can do it too and for some reason you just need to but you fail – sometimes just hurts. I know. I know because I had gone through the same. Every one of us lack in one aspect or the other in life where we would love to excel or maybe develop ourselves, sometimes even desperately. But things don’t always go according to our plan, now do they? Life tends to happen to all of us and at times it hits us so hard that we are forced to take a step back and think… what now?

Being born in a patriarchal Assamese society in a Brahmin family with limited opportunities due to financial background, I have had to think twice before venturing out. But that hadn’t and would never stop me. I did complete my graduation and I am well on my way to pursue my Masters and possibly will become a 3-Masters and an M.Phil degree holder.
I never was the brightest of them all. I stumbled and fumbled along the way. That never stopped me. Instead I kept gaining experience in the process.

I still dream of spending my summers in Goa and my winters in Sikkim. I still dream of opening a book-cum-craft store and possibly a dessert bar of my own as books and food are the love of my life. They kept me going all these years (and hopefully will keep doing the same). While books gave me the all needed growth of my mind and broadened my horizons, food helped me cope with the oh-so-very emotional personality of mine. The one thing they both share in common – they keep me calm and helps me think straight.

Life will always come up with new challenges. It loves to push you to your limits, you know! And as easy it is to advice to not give up, it actually takes all of it from you to not give up for real.

Not giving up and moving forward has got its own perks. You can and know how to enjoy life and make moments special because you have worked hard for it. You know the value of appreciation and happiness because you have walked through dedication and sadness.

        Just like Ying and Yang , light and darkness – there always will be phases of ups and downs in life. The secret herein lies in not giving up. EVER.

In the words of Martin Luther King Jr. –
“If you can’t fly, then run.
If you can’t run, then walk.
If you can’t walk, then crawl.
But whatever you do,
You have to keep moving forward.”

Kasturi Sarma.  Assam.

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“Oblivion.”     By Naisha Richmond. Shillong, India

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Naisha Christine Richmond Tariang.

 

                        “Every piece is a vision I had. I’m just giving my vision life.”

 

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“No dreams too big, No dreamer too small.” By Jeffrey Thomas. Shillong, India.

Facebook dp Jeffrey.

“No dreams  too big, No dreamer too small.”

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“CHOCOLATE – The best chapter of my life”. by: Joyla Fernandes. Goa, India.

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“CHOCOLATE – The best chapter of my life”.

Getting a 3 months old puppy home from an animal shelter seemed just fun to me, I was a 12 years old girl then. Little did I know that this tiny little watchdog would turn out to be the most important part of my life.
“Chocolate”- that’s what we named him. As the name suggests he was a dark brown mix breed of a local and a boxer, he had beautiful yet fierce hazel eyes. He was like a combo of milk and chocolate – brown on top with a creamy white chest. His cute tail turned around like a question mark.
Chocolate soon filled my house with joy and laughter and as I grew up, I truly understood what it meant my unconditional love. We bonded very well. We played together for hours, sat around together, went for walks, he wasn’t just a dog to me, he was my companion . Though he couldn’t speak, I knew he could understand everything I said. I could share my worries, my sorrows with him and he would listen with those compassionate eyes towards me as if to speak a language  of its own. Somehow our souls connected so deeply. .
We grew up together, me and my buddy. From a tiny sweet little puppy Choco grew up to be a rough manly watch dog, fierce and strong and yet a gentle soul. I was so proud to have this beauty in my life. The way he would stand on our parapet, his chest so broad and wide – with pride and majesty. Unlike his sweet chocolaty name, his nature was that of strength and roughness. People passing by would tremble with fear at his sight, something I enjoyed watching. He was the ‘Don’ of my locality and nobody dared to stand before him. I wouldn’t be afraid to walk around late in the evenings with my Choco by my side as I knew nobody would dare harm me. His mighty presence assured me that I was safe.

Choco passed away on 31st of March 2015 after being around for 10 years, leaving a big gap in my life which no one can ever fill up. How I miss his loud voice, those eyes when he looked at me with all that love and understanding, his tail wagging with happiness at my sight, the joy in his eyes, when I returned back home. I miss his presence around me.
I just wish he could be with me forever and never leave my side. I have no words to express the pain I feel, something only a pet lover who has lost a pet would understand. Though it may be a common thing for all of us, each one knows how much it hurts.
He is one dog nobody will ever forget, He is still missed deeply by this heart.
“Chocolate” – that sweetness that has filled my heart lingers on”.

 

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My four- legged furry angel. by: Chitsiaro Po. Nagaland, India.

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I remember the first time Jimmy was brought to me. She was a gift from my late uncle. From the very first moment we laid eyes on each other, we connected. My Jimmy baby made me believe in love at first sight.

Jimmy is a white Pomeranian, wide innocent eyes , cutest shiny nose and excited tail. She looked at me curiously and instantly saw my lonely soul. The first night, I laid out a nice soft blanket for Jimmy to sleep. But she refused to sleep there. She was scared and perhaps a little confused, being away from her mom and siblings and in a strange place. But she was trusting and willing to give all the love she had. She was tiny then but with all her strength she jumped up on my bed, licked my face and slept next to me. That night I had one of the most peaceful sleep ever.

Being the only child, there was this loneliness and sadness that accompanied me. Over the years I had few dogs and I loved them all but Jimmy, she was different. She became my best friend, my baby and my confident. I talked to her about everything and anything and she listened to me with those eyes full of love and understanding. Even though she could not understand my words, my she understood the emotions flowing through me.

Nobody could so much as touch me in her presence. She’d snarl and jump on them. She’d lick away my tears and sit on my lamp till all my sadness disappeared. Jimmy always knew what to do to make me laugh.
She would always get jealous if I gave attention to someone or something else.

I know she won’t be in my life forever. I want her to be there in every moment of my life. But that’s not possible. I can’t even begin to imagine life without Jimmy. Life would be that much more drab, dull and sadder without her by my side.

As sad as the truth is, I am so very grateful to Jimmy. She has brightened my life. She has taught me the true meaning of love, loyalty and friendship.

Dear Jimmy, it’s ok that I can’t have you by my side forever. You will be in my heart till there is a beat in it. You have given me forever in a numbered years, for which I am eternally grateful. It is an honour to have you my sweet little baby, the true love of my life.

Thank you.

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Imagination Breathing completes ONE YEAR (viewed across 104 countries). By: Paul Fernandes.

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        “I am for people. I can’t help it”.  Charlie Chaplin.

It was a journey which I will remember. Thank you for your support and unwavering faith on what is published right here on Imagination Breathing. Imagination Breathing has been viewed by people from culturally diverse backgrounds across 104 countries. It’s a moment to celebrate. Coming soon is Imagination Breathing – You Tube channel. So far we were inspiring through our writings, now let’s also do it  with the help of  the videos.

Thank You .

Paul Fernandes.

Founder

Imagination Breathing.

(Inspiring Lives)…

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Sojourner’s Struggle. by: Dennis Hrangchal. Manipur, India.

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Sojourner’s Struggle.

I am a free child bound in chains,
I was marked with a taboo.
Imprisoning me into the dungeon of fear and loneliness;
Where enemies crawl like the shadows of the dark.
A fathom that behold me
I was just a struggling sojourner.
Into memory lanes I searched myself,
Where people hizzed deceitful words that ached;
I was framed into the hall of shame.
Living in shades, I wondered
There are three shades of myself,
The third shade the scariest,
The shade that I kept to myself.
But there is a flame filled with indomitable spirit,
Reaching out as free as I will.
Living without envies and enemies
Living with steps well understood.
I shall break these chains of silence,
I shall break the alters of mankind’s orthodoxy;
Rubbing away the dunes of hatred and deceit,
Blowing down the phobic pillars strengthened by false conservation;
Killing the feudal thoughts.
And, I shall roam as a child,
Free as the wind.
I shall roam to the last of myself enduring my ideals,
Leaving behind the snide remarks.
As free I will be, and I shall see
My dearest Sojourning life the way I dreamt of.

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This year – Write your own story. By: Paul Fernandes.

 

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“The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can”.  Neil Gaiman.

 This year – Write your own story.  

New years greetings from Goa.

May you create peace, joy and love in your life and in the lives of other people. May you  grow in grace. May you find clear vision for your life. May you be optimistic about life. May you be humble. May you feel safe in the company you keep. Trust in your ability and trust in the God you believe in.  May you make this year count. May there be smile on your face and may you give this smile to others. May all who come across your way have a better day because they saw you.

THIS YEAR- WRITE YOUR OWN STORY.

Love and best wishes.

Paul Fernandes

Founder

Imagination Breathing.

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Onto the Next Horizon. by: Matti War. New Delhi, India.

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Onto the Next Horizon

Yesterday was the last day of my exams and it was a relief. Four days of back to back papers and term papers makes every exam I’ve appeared for so far, look like a walk in the park. Add to that an ill-timed attack of the cold and cough and I was effectively hindered. Not a good semester for me, it seemed. The last paper was quite tricky. If there was one thing I’d learnt ever since arriving at the university I’m in now, it’s that one should never think that they know enough about anything. I still find that I am quite ignorant about the world around me, where everything is cutthroat. And for someone who came from a different world, it was a bit of a nasty shock.

Today, my friend and I decided to go for a morning walk to clear our heads after nights of feverish reading and preparations. I found it a spooky experience, as we walked along the pathways I thought I knew like the back of my hand. Throughout my stay, I had only seen the place flooded with sunlight, soaked in rain or coloured with dusk; never have I seen it shrouded in stillness so eerie and peaceful at the same time. The paths which branched out in different directions receded into the inky shadows and the darkness seemed capable of swallowing anything that walked into it. I am ashamed to say that though I have never been one who endorses in beliefs of ghosts, spirits and whatever that’s associated with a life beyond the grave, that moment made me hyper-aware of my surroundings. The slight crackling of a leaf getting stepped on, the whoosh of a breeze teasing the foliage, distant footsteps that reverberated in the ground; every single sound or movement made me glance over my shoulder one too many times. Even my friend’s assurances that there was nothing to be afraid so did little to soothe my paranoia. However, the sky started to lighten up, the midnight blue softened to lighter shades as we walked together in companionable silence. When we reached the hostel, we agreed to stay for the sunrise as well. No use going back to sleep when in an hour’s time, we’d be getting breakfast.

The horizon blushed orange when we reached the rooftop. Breathtakingly beautiful and calming! And I realized that it was the perfect way to begin the ending of the 2014 chapter of our lives. I have been struggling with feelings of insecurity and uncertainty for quite some time and it showed in my inability to work on anything I had planned to accomplish. But that simple moment made me realize that it doesn’t matter at all. That’s not how one should live. Not by regretting, or looking back with hopes that we will somehow end up in some place we wanted to be but couldn’t. Not by thinking that it’s impossible to change what had transpired so far and resigning ourselves to simply living. By not getting discouraged when we’re at the lowest point of our lives but knowing that it always gets better as we go.

A year ago, I was reluctant to open myself to new experiences and I was craving for the familiar faces, sights and smells. Now, I realize that my life is going to go through its cycle of change in a few months’ time. Everything is transient yet we are hardly aware of it. I have friends who are going through the exact same motions I went through some time ago. I know that it’ll get better for all of them, the same way it got better for me. For me, the place I had felt out-of-place initially is now a second home to me. Leaving it would mean leaving all the kind people I have encountered but they will remain. In their own small way, they have left their impressions on me, postcards that I treasure in my heart.

And so, as I watched the horizon emit a stronger glow, I felt a secure sense of security in life that I know is going to help me in the days to come. Yes, there’ll be moments of darkness where I’ll have to find my way, stumbling in the dark. But there will be good times as well. An occasional helping hand, a small act of kindness from some stranger that I will encounter in future, as I keep moving on. And in time, it will be me who is going to be that kind stranger to some other lost soul. We keep taking and giving as we move on and we take each and every precious moments of happiness and keep them close to our hearts for inspiration.

And that’s the purpose of a journey, isn’t it?