“I personally do not believe in politics, hatred or anger in my musical composition,” he wrote in the liner notes to his album “Serenade to a Soul Sister” in 1968. “Musical composition should bring happiness and joy to people and make them forget their troubles.”
Horace Silver, a pianist, composer and bandleader who was one of the most popular and influential jazz musicians of the 1950s and ’60s, died on Wednesday at his home in New Rochelle, N.Y. He was 85.
His death was announced by Blue Note Records, the company for which he recorded from 1952 to 1979.
A boat docked in a tiny village. A rich tourist complimented
the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took
him to catch them.
Not very long, answered the fisherman.
But then, why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?? asked the businessman
The fisherman explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs
and those of his family.
The businessman asked, But what do you do with the rest of your time??
I sleep, fish a little, play with my children, and spend some time with my wife. In the evenings, I go into town to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life.
The businessman interrupted, I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!
You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra
fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.
And after that? asked the fisherman.
With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one
and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.
Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate
directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You
can then leave this little village and move to Los Angeles, or New York City ! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.
How long would that take? asked the fisherman.
Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years, replied the businessman .
And after that??
Afterwards? Well my friend, that’s when it gets really interesting,
answered the businessman, laughing. When your business gets really big, you
can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!
Millions? Really? And after that?? asked the fisherman.
After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast,
sleep later, play with your children, catch a few fish,spend some time with
your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.
The moral of this story ?
Know where you’re going in life. You may already have the important things.
The Taj Mahal is a True Love Story
The Taj Mahal is a true love story brought to life as a building. During the Mughal Empire, Shah Jahan built the Taj Mahal for his lovely wife, Mumtaz Mahal, whose real name was Arjumand Begum. She died after the birth of her fourteenth child. This white domed building is a mausoleum for Mumtaz Mahal. Her body was placed in the subordinate room and later Shah Jahan was laid to rest there. Taj Mahal means ”Crown Palace.”
I’m currently in India and I’m reminded daily the most powerful force we have in the universe is love. It will leave an indelible impression, an irreversible condition, a lasting legacy.
A Fathers Wisdom
A young woman brings her fiancee, home to meet her parents. After dinner, her mother tells her father to find out about the young man, so the father invites the fiancee to his study for a drink.
"So what are your plans?" the father asks the young man. "I am a Torah scholar," he replies. "A Torah scholar. Hmmm," the father says. "Admirable, but what will you do to provide a nice house for my daughter to live in, as she’s accustomed to?"
“I will study,” the young man replies, “and God will provide for us.”
"And how will you buy her a beautiful engagement ring, such as she deserves?" asks the father. "I will concentrate on my studies," the young man replies, "God will provide for us."
"And children?" asks the father. "How will you support children?"
“Don’t worry, sir, God will provide,” replies the fiancee.
The conversation proceeds like this, and each time the father questions, the young idealist insists that God will provide.
Later, the mother asks, “How did it go, Honey?”, and the father answers, “He has no job and no plans, but the good news is he thinks I’m God.”