I have just came across this poem while reading "Fitness First" Magazine that i have picked up after my gym work out.. one particular reading really catches me n hence i would like to share>>
"Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. And every evening it deletes whatever part of the balance yo failed to use during the day." What would you do? Every1 of us has such a Bank. It's called TIME. Every morning it credits you with 86,400 seconds. And every nite it writes off, as lost, whatever portion you have failed to invest in good purpose. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow".
To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mum who gave birth to premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a magazine.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won the silver medal at Olympic Games.
The clock is running. Make most of today. Treasure every moment that you have. Treasure every person you spend your time with. And remember that time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.
And that is why it is called the "present".
Extracted from (September/ October Fitness First Magazine)
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
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