Quotes by Manasa Rao

My words always get me into troubles. And if not my words, it is my facial expressions.

As a writer, It’s an elation to see my own words in print, to float them out there for all the world to read and to learn that some of the world actually does read them. Of their own free will! It warms the heart. However, I have learnt that in spite of frequent and sound advice, the world has not become a noticeably more peaceful kingdom. Folly abounds, incompetence, wrath, crime, nonsense prevails, thieves multiply, power corrupts. And my bones creak in the morning. Still, spectacular things go on in the sky; forms and colors and movements, cloud shapes and sunscapes so awesome I ought to end everyday standing on a rooftop and clapping and calling for more. Slowly I learn bits of what there is to see, and then forget and learn again. And learn too that mortality is the stuff of life; learn how soon the young get old, how short a while is for ever. It’s sad to stand on the hill and, one by one, see the lights go out around you; sad to know the paper has begun turning yellow before the pencil gets to the bottom of the page, to realize there won’t be time enough to get it all done – the chores, the cooking, the sitting on the porch to watch the birds dart at dusk, the major work. But there’s something reassuring too in understanding that death is nature’s, life’s, God’s way of letting us know that we are never meant to save the world single-handedly, to keep the sun aloft and the old globe spinning. What we’re meant to do, I hope, is fill some small and temporary slot, to give off a little light for a little while and then lie down. I’m comfortable with that, with the notion of being a small voice yapping away in a small planet. One of many voices, neither the wisest, nor the best, but mine, and fairly close to as good as I can make it.

I haven’t been to a temple in years, never been forced. My folks always said, marry a nice human being, religion doesn’t matter. They said your god is inside you! Don’t you forget that. Krishna, Jesus, Allah, are all one. Follow vegetarianism as far as you can, but you can choose your own diet, doesn’t matter. Believe in god, but for you and not because the world asks you to. Forgive and forget to be at peace. Do not believe in revenge, believe in karma!!

Guess its high time we add the 8th vow in marriage promising that we shall spend time with our husband or wife more than with social networking sites!

I was four when I started learning Music. I still remember my first vocal class where I tried telling my mother that I can never get it right. I am glad she made me stick with it because she already knew what makes me happy even before I did. And eventually I realize, that everyone has that point in life where we hit crossroads, had bunch of bad days and theres different ways to deal with it. And the way I dealt with it was I just turned to Music.

If only people valued people and not money…. Ive been on a journey of truth and realization. I wonder how many lessons I got to learn.

I realize my heart is forever Inexperienced. It does fall for the same tricks over and over again

A question that always haunts me. Why can’t people just be real? It’s easier being real than pretend being real. Give yourself a chance.

Ranting about her being hard to understand? Wait until you lose her. You will clearly understand, what an effortless power a woman has!

Im at that stage of life where I dont even care whether people like me anymore. If you like me, Cool. If you dont, Okay!

I don’t wish to be successful but I definitely wish to be successful in helping someone, sometime for something good.

Insecure girls continue to hate and being ashamed of themselves. Thick or thin, tall or short, dark or fair, you’re beautiful the way you are and you don’t realize it. Real men always choose, love, respect, adore the real YOU. If youre changing for your man, something aint right. Accept, Stay real, Love yourself & know your worth. Youre not ugly, Society is...

Im at that stage of life where I dont even care of people like me anymore. If you like me, Cool. If you dont, Okay!

One wonderful lesson I’ve learnt is that the life will never become perfect whatever you may do. As we have always been told, nothing is perfect anyway. But I wonder, if it did, then there will be no more need to live further. Having mastered all the lessons of the fifth class, why be in it any more? So, this life is actually not planned to satisfy and it does not satisfy. If it did, then there will be no progress and nothing more to live for. Life is planned to allure first and dissatisfy at last. Allure, so that we may enter into with zest and hope; and dissatisfy, so that we may not like to settle in it forever, but seek other higher forms of life. So, troubles keep us from falling, they keep us from being blown away, they are counter weights in life to keep balance.Troubles are like soap and water, without you don’t keep pure and fresh. The baby dislikes soap and water-bath, resists and kicks, and so we do with troubles. Like a tonic, they provoke thoughts, provoke actions and promote further growth. So, life in a way teaches us that the will of destiny is not that we should be free from troubles and sorrows, but be clean, fresh, active and ever growing.

Despite my height, ignorance, heartbreaks, insecurity, criticism, competition, my skin color, that voice in my head that says No way, bad luck, a tight budget, insults, fear, flaws, failure and opposition. I believe in myself.

Every night I go to sleep with the hope to wake up next morning. How do I call it? Trust maybe?

I realize no matter how smart you are, you’ll end up trusting people and get hurt. This world is full of pretenders and you’ll never know.

You dont need passwords, you dont want to check phones. Sometimes you only want the other person to just tell you the truth!

I dont understand how teens in this generation stress being in a relationship/love more than adults do about their future. She’s testing him to see if hes loyal, he’s testing her to see if shes after money. So, basically it’s a messed up-stressed-testing generation. Love has been blown so far out of proportion I reckon. The stress surrounding the single sentence ‘I love you’ is saddening. Relax!!! Youre young! Your teen years are supposed to be fun. You have your whole lives ahead to find the right one. Just sit back, chill and live life the way it comes.

My blood boils when I see people going back to the same person who hurt them like a million times.