Alphabet, Word, Sentence, Data, Information Knowledge: is amount of information. The amount of information an individual’s brain can processes and stores is his knowledge. Knowledge is mostly used in a quantifiable sense. How much knowledge does one has (may be about something or somebody etc)? Intelligence: is application of knowledge. Wise: constructive employment of intelligence. [...]
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Creative Dictionary of Philosophy – P01
Posted in From Creative Pen, Philosophy on December 5, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Do you deserve the title of a MAN?
Posted in From Creative Pen on June 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“The state of knowledge is a state in which man has freed himself from his past, which is self-consciousness. However paradoxical it may seem at first, such a state is the only one which is natural to man, really worthy of that NAME.” – J Krishnamurti “Man does not deserve the title of man [...]
The Mother
Posted in From Creative Pen, General / Others on June 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Ever science my childhood I use to believe that If there is anything called ‘Pure Love’ It is nothing but the love that A mother has on her child. Because, A mother alone makes her child Smile at the cost of her tears; A mother alone makes her child Happy at the cost of her [...]
I Thirst – Jesus
Posted in From Creative Pen, General / Others, Philosophy on June 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“When he was dying on the cross Jesus said: ‘I thirst’. Jesus is thirsting for our love, and this is the thirst of everyone, poor and rich alike. We all thirst for the love of others and the meaning of true love is ‘To give until it hurts’. – Mother Teresa [...]
Letters from creative pen – 01
Posted in From Creative Pen on May 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Frineds, In these days of costly wallets and cheap hearts… fairy skins and fickle minds… Whenever, I pass through the city of these thoughts and emotions… whenever, I see the rusted and lonely shelters with abandoned walls, neglected floor, hungry doors, thirsty windows… Whenever, I pass through the jungle of these thoughts [...]
