Separated at Birth - Karl Urban and Kanwaljit Singh

Oh my god, while watching the Star Trek movie yesterday, totally awesome by the way, I was struck at the similarity between Karl Urban ( in his dark hair ) and Yesteryear's Kanwaljit Singh... You see for your self -

The sleep-walkers - by Khalil Gibran

Here is a beautiful story by him -

In the town where I was born lived a woman and her daughter, who walked in their sleep.

One night, while silence enfolded the world, the woman and her daughter, walking, yet asleep, met in their mist-veiled garden.

And the mother spoke, and she said: "At last, at last, my enemy! You by whom my youth was destroyed—who have built up your life upon the ruins of mine! Would I could kill you!"

And the daughter spoke, and she said: "O hateful woman, selfish and old! Who stand between my freer self and me! Who would have my life an echo of your own faded life! Would you were dead!"

At that moment a cock crew, and both women awoke. The mother said gently, "Is that you, darling?" And the daughter answered gently, "Yes, dear."

Khalil Gibran

I read it once, long ago, and never forgot it -

"Drink your cup alone though it taste of your own blood and tears,
and praise life for the gift of thirst.
For without thirst your heart is but the shore of a barren sea,
songless and without a tide."

Peace In Middle East

Praying For Peace
In Jerusalem, an American female journalist heard about an old rabbi who visited the Wailing Wall to pray, twice a day, everyday, for a long, long time.

In an effort to check out the story, she goes to the holy site and there he is!

She watches the bearded old man at prayer--and after about 45 minutes, when he turns to leave, she approaches him for an interview.

"I'm Rebecca from CNN, sir, how long have you been coming to the Wailing Wall and praying?"

"For about 50 years," he informs her.

"50 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?"

"I pray for peace between the Jews and the Arabs. I pray for all the hatred to stop and I pray for all our children to grow up in safety and friendship."

"And how do you feel, sir, after doing this for 50 years?"

"Like I'm talking to a fu@k!!ng wall."