emotions...

emotions...
...life's only treasures

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Robin Williams had a heart of gold.

A Little Known Robin Williams Story by Perry Marshall:
“Years ago I learned a very cool thing about Robin Williams, and I couldn’t watch a movie of his afterward without thinking of it. I never actually booked Robin Williams for an event, but I came close enough that his office sent over his rider.

For those outside of the entertainment industry, a rider lists out an artist’s specific personal and technical needs for hosting them for an event- anything from bottled water and their green room to sound and lighting requirements. You can learn a lot about a person from their rider. This is where rocks bands list their requirement for green M&Ms (which is actually a surprisingly smart thing to do).
This is also where a famous environmentalist requires a large gas-guzzling private jet to fly to the event city, but then requires an electric or hybrid car to take said environmentalist to the event venue when in view of the public.
When I got Robin Williams’ rider, I was very surprised by what I found. He actually had a requirement that for every single event or film he did, the company hiring him also had to hire a certain number of homeless people and put them to work.
I never watched a Robin Williams movie the same way after that. I’m sure that on his own time and with his own money, he was working with these people in need, but he’d also decided to use his clout as an entertainer to make sure that production companies and event planners also learned the value of giving people a chance to work their way back.
I wonder how many production companies continued the practice into their next non-Robin Williams project, as well as how many people got a chance at a job and the pride of earning an income, even temporarily, from his actions.
He was a great multiplier of his impact. Let’s hope that impact lives on without him. Thanks, Robin Williams- not just for laughs, but also for a cool example.”
Reposted with permission from brianlord.org

And in reply Anthony Murcia writes: I met Robin Williams when I was a security guard at Metreon in San Francisco. I was escorting a homeless man out of the building and the homeless man told me, "all I want it a chance to work here." I told him look there are a few things you need to do first. Get cleaned up, shave, and find something decent to wear and I will put you in contact with HR. Then I heard a voice say, "is that true?" I turned around and it was Robin Williams. I was amazed and star struck. I said, "yes it is, if goes up there like that they won't take him serious." The next day the man came back and all cleaned up with a nice suit. I prepped him for HR and walked him up there. I never confirmed if Robin helped him but I am sure he did. A few weeks went by and I was working and heard, "hey Tony." I turned around and it was Robin. Robin said, "that was a nice thing you did, thank you." From that point on we carried conversation not as a fan to actor but as friends. He always used my name. I eventually moved on from that job and didn't see him anymore but it was an experience I will remember for
The rest of my life. If I can help a homeless person I will. Robin told me, "it's not how
Much you give or what you give they just want to feel like someone still cares." Great man, makes you feel comfortable, and he was just one of the guys. Thank you Robin Williams.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

. . .

As my white flowers bloomed
I kept them alive for you.
You have never seen such flowers before-
I knew.
You have never ever felt and smelt them-
I knew.
The first white flowers you ever touch,
the first petals you ever caress,
the first scent you ever breathe in
would be mine, I knew.

Now I know-
my fresh new white flowers
have nothing to amaze you-
their smell will appear stale
 and their color dull-
 as you have known flowers
since long-
you have seen flowers that have color
you have smelled petals that hypnotize 

My little white flowers stare at me
with brimming eyes-
What do we do? -they ask,
Do we live on? Or do we die?
We dreamed of surprising him
who has never seen us before-
We yearned to mesmerize him-
who has never known us ever!
What do we do? Do we live on?
Or do we die?
They keep on asking me.
Whom will I ask?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

kon aami...

Ek aanjla jol-er jhaapTa-
dhuye nichhi ghum…
dhuye nichhi raatbhor joma
“aami"r shesh resh Tuku..

dorja khule berobaar aage
porte habe mukhosh..
aalmari-r taak haatRaai,
kejo din-er mukhoshTa
bohu-byabohaare deerno,

ekla din-er mukhoshTa 
porchhi kabe theke! 
rong choTe, bibarno,

prem-er din-er mukhoshTa?
du-ekbaar pora..
s-e-i kabe jeno Victoria.. 
Lake-er dhaar ..
aar RanikuThi-r sei baRiTa..

kannachaapa raat-jaaga din-er
mukhoshgulo-r na baki aachhe
mukh.. na baki aachhe chokh-
katodin kato raat porechhi
ekTaana..

aaj guliye jaachhe sab-
kon mukhosh khnujchhi nijei janina,
aaj dinTa kemon?
Kemon aaRal chaai aaj?

Jhaapsa bodh-er modhye 
dekhi sab mukhosh-i
Aamar mukh-
Aamar mukh konTa?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

raat'er upor raat jome jaay
chnaad-er upor chnaad..
andhokaar-e chhoRiye thaake
mon haraabar fnaad..

mon-er aami mon-er tumi-
mon-er knaacha-paaka,
mon-er sathe aaRi holeo
mon-er sathei thaaka..

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Don't try and don't quit,
that's the best I can say.
People who love you
and people who need you
and people you love
and those you hate
come to the same thing.
No matter how you turn,
you can never turn fast
or far enough.
There is no escaping
the ten directions
or ten thousand things,
even when you die.

- Peter Levitt

Monday, November 8, 2010

You spend so much of your time
expecting to become
someone else
always someone
who will be different
someone to whom a moment
whatever moment it may be
at last has come
and who has been
met and transformed
into no longer being you
and so has forgotten you

meanwhile in your life
you hardly notice
the world around you
lights changing
sirens dying along the buildings
your eyes intent
on a sight you do not see yet
not yet there
as long as you
are only yourself

with whom as you
recall you were
never happy
to be left alone for long
- W. S. Merwin

Friday, October 8, 2010

" Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more it is willing to see less."
~ Will Moss

What a beautiful thing to think and say ... and isnt it so true? gleefully true... painfully true..