Love to Be Alone

Don't demand that people need to recognize you.

So what if everyone doesn't recognize you, or if everyone recognizes you, so what?

Let the whole world recognize you, so what?

And if nobody recognizes you, so what?

There are flowers in the garden, there are flowers in the forest.

Do they say, '' Oh, nobody saw me, I have blossomed?''
Does it matter to the rose whether someone looks at it or not?

In fact, if people look at it, they may pluck it! It is better nobody sees them - they are happy.

This urge for recognition from somebody is what kills you.

You do your job and that's it!
What has to come to you.

Why do we need to crave for other's recognition?

That brings ego - ''Me, me, me, I did it.''

So many lives like this you have existed on this planet and they have all gone - so many mosquitos like you.

You know that story of an elephant and the fly on it's leg?

A fly was living on the leg of an elephant. Once the fly got so angry at the elephant, it said, ''I'm leaving you today! Finished! Enough is enough! I'm done with you.''

It got so angry, it left. At that moment, just by accident, the elephant moved it's leg and some dust arose.

But the fly thought that the storm has come because it is leaving the elephant.

It told the elephant, ''Yes, you see, the storm has come? I'm leaving you - you suffer from the storm.''

The elephant didn't even know that the fly was sitting on it's leg!

And that is how nobody really cares what you are, what you do, what you don't do.

And all impact gets wiped out by the flood of time.

Time comes and just floods you, wipes you out, wipes all the memory out of this planet.

This me, me, me can only dissolve and you serve. He becomes free from this identity of ego, identity of the smallness.

Identifying yourself with the smallness, because this smallness is the cause of misery.

''I was not recognized. Nobody looked at me, nobody loves me.''

Come on, wake up. You are love!

Love is in giving, not in demanding.

Tale of Two Seas

As you probably recall, the Dead Sea is really a Lake, not a sea.It’s so high in salt content that the human body can float easily. You can almost lie down and read a book! The salt in the Dead Sea is as high as 35% - almost 10 times the normal ocean water. And all that saltiness has meant that there is no life at all in the Dead Sea. No fish. No vegetation. No sea animals. Nothing lives in the Dead Sea.

And hence the name: Dead Sea.

While the Dead Sea has remained etched in my memory, I don't seem to recall learning about the Sea of Galilee in my school Geography lesson. So when I heard about the Sea of Galilee and the Dead Sea and the tale of the two seas - I was intrigued.

Turns out that the Sea of Galilee is just north of the Dead Sea. Both the Sea of Galilee and the Dead Sea receive their water from river Jordan. And yet, they are very, very different.

Unlike the Dead Sea, the Sea of Galilee is pretty, resplendent with rich, colorful marine life. There are lots of plants. And lots of fish too. In fact, the Sea of Galilee is home to over twenty different types of fishes.
Same region, same source of water, and yet while one sea is full of life, the other is dead. How come?

Here’s apparently why. The River Jordan flows into the Sea of Galilee and then flows out. The water simply passes through the Sea of Galilee in and then out - and that keeps the sea healthy and vibrant, teeming with marine life.

But the Dead Sea is so far below the mean sea level, that it has no outlet. The water flows in from the river Jordan, but does not flow out. There are no outlet streams. It is estimated that over 7 million tons of water evaporate from the Dead Sea every day. Leaving it salty. Too full of minerals. And unfit for any marine life.

The Dead Sea takes water from the River Jordan, and holds it. It does not give.

Result? No life at all.

Think about it.

Life is not just about getting. Its about giving. We all need to be a bit like the Sea of Galilee.
We are fortunate to get wealth, knowledge, love and respect. But if we don't learn to give, we could all end up like the Dead Sea. The love and the respect, the wealth and the knowledge could all evaporate. Like the water in the Dead Sea.

If we get the Dead Sea mentality of merely taking in more water, more money, more everything the results can be disastrous.
Good idea to make sure that in the sea of your own life, you have outlets. Many outlets. For love and wealth - and everything else that you get in your life. Make sure you don't just get, you give too.

Open the taps. And you'll open the floodgates to happiness. Make that a habit. To share. To give.

And experience life. Experience the magic!

Lesson to Learn

That freaking last over was a neat set of  life lessons. Here is how:

Bangladesh needs 11 runs in last over. Over a billion people are on edge with their asses on cusp of dis pair or joy.

1.  Pandya goes for 2  fours in first 3 balls. At this point game is over for India. But Pandya still keeps his head to ball some what sensibly for last 3 balls.

  Life Lesson 1- It is never lost until you lose it. Even if defeat is  staring at your face.


2 . Mushfiqur hits second four in last over and punches in air. Just 2 runs needed  in 3 balls. So they have won he thinks. The Bangla dugout stands clapping. Wrong assumption.

Life Lesson 2- Never  count your chickens until they are hatched. Really hatched.


3. Two runs needed in last ball. A billion people watching are trembling with nerves. Dhoni remains  cool showing no emotion. In the melee of last ball when billion
minds have raced to confusion, he has sense to not throw the ball and run the batsman out. He knows he has won , yet he doesn't jump into air or punches his fist.

Life Lesson 3- Equanimity and dispassion is key to master one's mind.  No excessive joy in good time and no excessive sorrow in unfavorable times is how one should live.

4. One freak hit and  Bangladesh could have won. One run in last over and it could have been a tie. Anything was possible like a random chance at toss of dice.

Life Lesson 4: There is an overall seeming randomness in life. In end you lose some and you win some by an unknown roll of dice.

Be positive. Learn form each and every situations...

Need of Love

The on-duty nurse took the anxious young Major to the bedside.

"Your son is here," she said softly, to the old man lying there.

  She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.

  Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Major standing outside the oxygen tent.

  He reached out his hand.

  The Major wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

  The nurse, observing the touching moments, brought a chair so that the Major could sit beside the bed.

  "Thank you Ma'am!" a polite acknowledgement followed.

  All through the night the young Major sat there in the poorly lit ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.  Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the officer move away and rest awhile.

  He graciously refused.

  Whenever the nurse came into the ward, he was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.

  Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

  Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Major released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse.
While she did what she had to do, he waited...


  Finally, she returned,- &  started to offer words of sympathy, but the Major interrupted her.
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"Who was that man?" he asked.


The nurse was startled,
"He was your father," she answered.

"No, he wasn't," the Major replied.
"I never saw him before in my life."


"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"


"I knew right away there had been a mistake,
but I also knew he needed his son, and his
son just wasn't here!"

The nurse listened on, confused.

"When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."

"So then what was the purpose of your visit here, at the hospital, good sir?",  the nurse queried of him.

  "I came here tonight to find a Mr. Vikram Salaria.
His son was Killed in J&K last night, and I was sent to inform him."

'But the man whose hand you kept holding whole night was Mr Vikram Salaria!'

They stood in complete silence. There couldn't be anything more assuring for a dying man than his son's hand!


The next time someone needs you ... just be there!
&
Just stay!!!


WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A
TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE,
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE...🙏

Spending for Living

A lady to her husband: Avoid giving too many clothes for laundry.

Husband: What happened?

Wife: The maid won’t be coming for work for a couple of days.

Husband: Why?

Wife: She’s going to see her granddaughter over to her daughters place over the Ganesh Chaturthi holidays.

Husband: Alright, I’ll keep that in mind.

Wife: Before I forget, how about we offer her a festive bonus? Rs. 500?

Husband: But why? Diwali is around the corner, why don’t we just give her the money then?

Wife: Oh, no… She’s a poor lady, works as a domestic help. She’s going to see her daughter. With her meagre income, how would she be able to enjoy a good holiday? Poor thing!

Husband: There you go! Getting overly sentimental again!

Wife: Don’t worry about the money; let’s cancel our plan for pizza for dinner tonight. No point wasting money over eight slices of stale bread.

Husband: Great! So now we have to give up on our pizza night so the maid can get a bonus?!

Three days later, when the maid is back at work, the lady’s husband asked her.

Husband: So, how was your holiday?

Maid: It was wonderful, sir. Didi had given me 500 as a festive bonus that added to the joy.

Husband: I heard you went over to your daughters place. Met your granddaughter?

Maid: Yes, sir. I had such a great time. We spent 500, all of it in just two days.

Husband: What did you buy with that money?

Maid: I bought my granddaughter a shirt for Rs. 150 and a doll for Rs. 40, sweets for my daughter and to offer at the temple for Rs. 50, each, spent Rs. 60 on the rent, bought my daughter bangles for Rs. 25, and a nice belt for my son in law for Rs. 50. We spent the rest of the money buying notebooks and stationery for my granddaughter.

Husband: All that for Rs. 500?

In a shocked state he started thinking and seeing pizza in his head.

Each piece of the pizza started buzzing in his head. He started comparing the pizza’s price with the maid’s festive expenses over her family.

He started imagining each piece of the pizza as different things she bought for her family like kids dress, sweets, rent, the bangles she bought, the belt she bought for her son in law, the books and pencil she bought.

He had only imagined the delicious part of the pizza, he had never thought of the other plain and dry part of it and today because of his maid he could understand the other part of the coin or the pizza. A simple 8 pieced pizza taught some reality of life.

This incident made him realize the meaning of “Spending to live not live to spend”.

Wish You Enough

Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'
The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough.  Your love is all I ever needed.  I wish you enough, too, Dad.'
They kissed and the daughter left.  The Father walked over to the window where I was seated.  Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry.  I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied.  'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'..
'I am old, and she lives so far away.  I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough..'  May I ask what that means?'
He began to smile.  'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations.  My parents used to say it to everyone...'  He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'  Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
He then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE....
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH.

Passion For Dream

This was told by Dr. Rajdeep Manwani  who happened to be Dravid's classmate.

My Respect for RAHUL DRAVID HAS GONE UP BY SEVERAL NOTCHES...

"Rahul Dravid never attended classes regularly. He was always seen practising in the nets. One day he came to class and started writing notes with his  gloves on.We were feeling uncomfortable seeing him writing with the gloves. I don't know how he might have felt. Everyone was  laughing, talking, whispering, Rahul Dravid continued writing for that full hour.
After one hour was over, I and Rahul Dravid had a common friend ,Adarsh,
so he came up to Adarsh and said,
''Adarsh, Can I borrow your accounts notes because exams are  nearing and I haven't written many notes. So can I borrow it and xerox it and give it to you back''
Adarsh replied  ''Rahul ,I'll give you the notes but could you tell me why were you wearing gloves on? You came to class wearing gloves and you continued wearing it, you were wearing the gloves even when the teacher was  dictating notes, Is it to impress Anupama?(Anupama was the most beautiful girl in their class!).
Rahul Dravid said ''No...no ,she is already impressed, I don't have to impress her.''

''Then why did you wear the  gloves through all this time?''I asked

Rahul Dravid said to  me something that day which is very interesting.

He replied ''You know something Adarsh ,the last two Ranji matches which I played, I had the old gloves and the old gloves were very loose. So because the gloves were loose, when the bowler bowled , the ball just went past my gloves and it created the snick sound. The wicket keeper caught it, he appealed and both the times even though I didn't touch the ball, I was given caught behind. I thought to myself ' no this can't continue' and  so ,I bought  these  gloves and I want to get accustomed to wearing these new gloves. I want my hands to sweat into these new gloves .  So for the next 48 hours, I  will wear  these gloves continuously because the next Ranji match which is a semifinal, is in two days. I want my hands to sweat in and get adjusted to the gloves. I am not going to remove the gloves even when I am sleeping,even when I am eating,even when I am coming to class because I want to do well in the next match and I want my hands to be comfortable in those gloves".

The very next match, that was their semifinals against Saurashtra  and he scored a century. In the finals,Karnataka played against Delhi that year, he scored another century and based on those two performances he got selected for the Indian cricket team which went to England, and surprisingly in the first test match in England, he scored 90 odd runs(England vs India, 2nd Test ) when Sourav Ganguly scored century and the rest as they say is history.

There are two important lessons I learnt from that incident.

One,  passion , if you want to excel in anything  in life ,there has to be  a passion, Rahul was willing to wear those gloves for 48 hours whether it was uncomfortable or it was hot. He was sweating in those gloves but he was willing to wear those gloves for 48 hours continuously because he wanted to excel in what he wanted to do and the second important thing was responsibility.
He took responsibility on himself for his own performance, I have never seen Rahul complain a single  time neither did  he argue against any Umpire decision. He never said  for one once  that the wicket keeper is so unethical. He knew that he didn't touch the ball,  even then they  appealed and he got out. He took responsibility for his own life. He had a very strong internal locus of control. Internal locus of control simply means that I will not blame the external circumstances for what is there in my life, I will take responsibility for what is happening in my life. He took responsibility, what can I do to change the situation. Forget the  Umpiring decisions that has gone wrong, forget what wicket keeper has done but what can I do to make the situation better and the only thing I can do is to change my gloves and perform to the best of my ability.  

Be Active

गिद्धों का एक झुण्ड खाने की तलाश में भटक रहा था।
उड़ते – उड़ते वे एक टापू पे पहुँच गए। वो जगह उनके लिए स्वर्ग के समान थी। हर तरफ खाने के लिए मेंढक, मछलियाँ और समुद्री जीव मौजूद थे और इससे भी बड़ी बात ये थी कि वहां इन गिद्धों का शिकार करने वाला कोई जंगली जानवर नहीं था और वे बिना किसी भय के वहां रह सकते थे।

युवा गिद्ध  कुछ ज्यादा ही उत्साहित थे, उनमे से एक बोला, ” वाह ! मजा आ गया, अब तो मैं यहाँ से कहीं नहीं जाने वाला, यहाँ तो बिना किसी मेहनत के ही हमें बैठे -बैठे खाने को मिल रहा है!”

बाकी गिद्ध भी उसकी हाँ में हाँ मिला ख़ुशी से झूमने लगे।

सबके दिन मौज -मस्ती में बीत रहे थे लेकिन झुण्ड का सबसे बूढ़ा गिद्ध इससे खुश नहीं था।


एक दिन अपनी चिंता जाहिर करते हुए वो बोला, ” भाइयों, हम गिद्ध हैं, हमें हमारी ऊँची उड़ान और अचूक वार करने की ताकत के लिए जाना जाता है। पर जबसे हम यहाँ आये हैं हर कोई आराम तलब हो गया है …ऊँची उड़ान तो दूर ज्यादातर गिद्ध तो कई महीनो से उड़े तक नहीं हैं…और आसानी से मिलने वाले भोजन की वजह से अब हम सब शिकार करना भी भूल रहे हैं … ये हमारे भविष्य के लिए अच्छा नहीं है …मैंने फैसला किया है कि मैं इस टापू को छोड़ वापस उन पुराने जंगलो में लौट जाऊँगा …अगर मेरे साथ कोई चलना चाहे तो चल सकता है !”

बूढ़े गिद्ध की बात सुन बाकी गिद्ध हंसने लगे। किसी ने उसे पागल कहा तो कोई उसे मूर्ख की उपाधि देने लगा। बेचारा बूढ़ा गिद्ध अकेले ही वापस लौट गया।

समय बीता, कुछ वर्षों बाद बूढ़े गिद्ध ने सोचा, ” ना जाने मैं अब कितने दिन जीवित रहूँ, क्यों न एक बार चल कर अपने पुराने साथियों से मिल लिया जाए!”

लम्बी यात्रा के बाद जब वो टापू पे पहुंचा तो वहां का दृश्य भयावह था।

ज्यादातर गिद्ध मारे जा चुके थे और जो बचे थे वे बुरी तरह घायल थे।

“ये कैसे हो गया ?”, बूढ़े गिद्ध ने पूछा।

कराहते हुए एक घायल गिद्ध बोला, “हमे क्षमा कीजियेगा, हमने आपकी बातों को गंभीरता से नहीं लिया और आपका मजाक तक उड़ाया … दरअसल, आपके जाने के कुछ महीनो बाद एक बड़ी सी जहाज इस टापू पे आई …और चीतों का एक दल यहाँ छोड़ गयी। चीतों ने पहले तो हम पर हमला नहीं किया, पर जैसे ही उन्हें पता चला कि हम सब न ऊँचा उड़ सकते हैं और न अपने पंजो से हमला कर सकते हैं…उन्होंने हमे खाना शुरू कर दिया। अब हमारी आबादी खत्म होने की कगार पर है .. बस हम जैसे कुछ घायल गिद्ध ही ज़िंदा बचे हैं !”

बूढ़ा गिद्ध उन्हें देखकर बस अफ़सोस कर सकता था, वो वापस जंगलों की तरफ उड़ चला।

अगर हम अपनी किसी शक्ति का use नहीं करते तो धीरे-धीरे हम उसे  lose कर देते हैं।

For instance, अगर हम अपने brain का use नहीं करते तो उसकी sharpness घटती जाती है, अगर हम अपनी muscles का use नही करते तो
उनकी ताकत घट जाती है… इसी तरह अगर हम अपनी skills को polish नहीं करते तो हमारी काम करने की efficiency कम होती जाती है!

तेजी से बदलती इस दुनिया में हमें खुद को बदलाव के लिए तैयार रखना चाहिए। पर बहुत बार हम अपनी current job या business में इतने comfortable हो जाते हैं कि बदलाव के बारे में सोचते ही नहीं और अपने अन्दर कोई नयी skills add नहीं करते, अपनी knowledge बढ़ाने के लिए कोई किताब नहीं पढ़ते कोई training program नहीं attend करते, यहाँ तक की हम उन चीजों में भी dull हो जाते हैं जिनकी वजह से कभी हमे जाना जाता था और फिर जब market conditions change होती हैं और हमारी नौकरी या बिज़नेस पे आंच आती है तो हम हालात को दोष देने लगते हैं।

ऐसा मत करिए…अपनी काबिलियत, अपनी ताकत को जिंदा रखिये…अपने कौशल, अपने हुनर को और तराशिये…उसपे धूल मत जमने दीजिये…और जब आप ऐसा करेंगे तो बड़ी से बड़ी मुसीबत आने पर भी आप ऊँची उड़ान भर पायेंगे!

You Be what You Do

You become what you do every day.
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 For example:
• You smoke everyday, and you become a smoker.
• You drink everyday, and you become an alcoholic.
• You overeat everyday, and you become obese.
• You neglect your health every day, and you become sick.
• You neglect your relationship every day, and it turns sour.
• You spend beyond your limits every day, and you become poor.
• You practice being unhappy every day, and you become depressed.
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Likewise:
• You exercise everyday, and you become fit.
• You sing everyday, and you become a singer.
• You run every day, and you become a runner.
• You write everyday, and you become a writer.
• You eat moderately every day, and you maintain healthy weight.
• You think business every day, and you become a businessman.
• You work diligently every day, and become successful in your career.
• You save and make your money grow every day, and you become wealthy.
• You read a little every day, and you become knowledgeable on that subject.
• You spend quality time in your relationship every day, and develop healthy relationships.
• You practice being happy every day, and you become a happy person.
• You strive for spiritual growth every day, and you grow spiritually.

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Wherever you are in life, it is likely you did not get there in an instant.
Everything that is part of your life became so because you have been meditating upon it consistently. People who are very good at what they do find a way to consistently do the things they are passionate about without taking long absences from it. Thus, if there is something that does not serve you that you wish to eliminate from your life, simply find a way to do it infrequently until you completely stop doing it. Conversely, if there is something you want to develop within yourself, find a way to do it every day, and one day it will become a natural part of you.
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The day to take charge and create the life you want is thus today..love & Gratitude....

Magic of Positivity

Consider a situation: You're eating breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a cup of coffee onto your business shirt. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the coffee cup over. She breaks down in tears.
      After scolding her, you turn to your wife and criticize her for placing the cup too close to the edge of the table.
     A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and change your shirt. Back downstairs you find your daughter has been too busy crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school.
       She misses the bus. Your wife must leave immediately for work.You rush to the car and drive your daughter to school.
        Because you are late, you drive 80 km an hour in a 60 kmph speed limit. After a 15 minute delay and throwing Rs.500 (traffic fine) away, you arrived at school.
   
     Your daughter runs to the building without saying good-bye. After arriving at the office 20 minutes late, you find you forgot your briefcase.
      Your day has started terrible. As it continues, it seems to get worse and worse. You look forward to going home. When you arrive home you find a small wedge in your relationship with your wife and daughter. Why?
     Because of how you reacted in the morning.

Why did you have a bad day?
A) Did the coffee cause it?
B) Did your daughter cause it?
C) Did the policeman cause it?
D) Did you cause it?

The answer is D.

You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day.
      Here is what could have and should have happened.

      Coffee splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry.You gently say "It's OK honey, you just need to be more careful next time".  
       Grabbing a towel you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your briefcase. You come back down in time look through the window and see your child getting on the bus. She turns and waves.
     You and your wife kiss before you both go to work. You arrive 5 minutes early and cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good a day you are having.
   Notice the difference. Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different. Why?
        Because of how you REACTED. You really do not have any control over 10% of what happens. The other 90% is determined by your reaction.
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 10% of your time dedicated to Meditation helps you keep calm and going for the rest of 90% time.
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Here are some ways to apply the 90/10 secret:

If someone says something negative about you, do not be a sponge. Let the attack roll off like water on glass.
      You don't have to let the negative comment affect you! React properly and it will not ruin your day.
      A wrong reaction could result in losing a friend, being fired, getting stressed out, etc.

How do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic?
Do you lose your temper? Pound the steering wheel till it fall off?
Do you curse?
Does your blood pressure skyrocket?
Do you try and bump them? WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at work?
Why let the blue car ruin your drive.

Remember the 90-10 principle, and do not worry about it!

 You are told you lost your job. Why lose sleep or get irritated? It will work out. Use your worrying" energy and time into finding another job.
     The plane is late. It is going to mangle your schedule for the day. Why take out your frustration on the flight attendant?
    She has no control over what is going on. Use your time to study, get to know the other passengers, etc. Why get stressed out? It will just make things worse.

     Now you know the 90-10 secret. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results."

Shark for Life

जापान में हमेशा से ही मछलियाँ खाने का
 एक ज़रुरी हिस्सा रही हैं । और ये जितनी
ताज़ी होतीं हैँ लोग उसे उतना ही पसंद करते
हैं । लेकिन जापान के तटों के आस-पास
इतनी मछलियाँ नहीं होतीं की उनसे लोगोँ
की डिमांड पूरी की जा सके । नतीजतन
 मछुआरों को दूर समुंद्र में जाकर मछलियाँ
पकड़नी पड़ती हैं।जब इस तरह से मछलियाँ
पकड़ने की शुरुआत हुई तो मछुआरों के
सामने एक गंभीर समस्या सामने आई ।

वे जितनी दूर मछली पक़डने जाते उन्हें
लौटने मे उतना ही अधिक समय लगता
और मछलियाँ बाजार तक पहुँचते-पहुँचते
बासी हो जातीँ , ओर फिर कोई उन्हें खरीदना
नहीं चाहता ।इस समस्या से निपटने के लिए
मछुआरों ने अपनी बोट्स पर फ्रीज़र लगवा
लिये । वे मछलियाँ पकड़ते और उन्हें फ्रीजर
 में डाल देते ।

इस तरह से वे और भी देर तक मछलियाँ
पकड़ सकते थे और उसे बाजार तक पहुंचा
सकते थे । पर इसमें भी एक समस्या आ
 गयी । जापानी फ्रोजेन फ़िश ओर फ्रेश
फिश में आसनी से अंतर कर लेते और
फ्रोजेन मछलियों को खरीदने से कतराते ,
उन्हें तो किसी भी कीमत पर ताज़ी मछलियाँ
ही चाहिए होतीं ।एक बार फिर मछुआरों ने
इस समस्या से निपटने की सोची और
इस बार एक शानदार तरीका निकाला ,
.उन्होंने अपनी बड़ी – बड़ी जहाजों पर
फ़िश टैंक्स बनवा लिए ओर अब वे
मछलियाँ पकड़ते और उन्हें पानी से
भरे टैंकों मे डाल देते ।

टैंक में डालने के बाद कुछ देर तो
मछलियाँ इधर उधर भागती पर जगह
 कम होने के कारण वे जल्द ही एक
जगह स्थिर हो जातीं ,और जब ये मछलियाँ
बाजार पहुँचती तो भले वे ही सांस ले रही
होतीं लकिन उनमेँ वो बात नहीं होती जो
आज़ाद घूम रही ताज़ी मछलियों मे होती ,
ओर जापानी चखकर इन मछलियों में भी
अंतर कर लेते ।

तो इतना कुछ करने के बाद भी समस्या
जस की तस बनी हुई थी।अब मछुवारे
क्या करते ? वे कौन सा उपाय लगाते कि
ताज़ी मछलियाँ लोगोँ तक पहुँच पाती ?नहीं,
उन्होंने कुछ नया नहीं किया , वें अभी भी
 मछलियाँ टैंक्स में ही रखते , पर इस बार
वो हर एक टैंक मे एक छोटी सी शार्क
मछली भी ङाल देते।

शार्क कुछ मछलियों को जरूर खा जाती
पर ज्यादातर मछलियाँ बिलकुल ताज़ी
पहुंचती।ऐसा क्यों होता ? क्योंकि शार्क
बाकी मछलियों की लिए एक चैलेंज की
तरह थी। उसकी मौज़ूदगी बाक़ी मछलियों
को हमेशा चौकन्ना रखती ओर अपनी
जान बचाने के लिए वे हमेशा अलर्ट रहती।

इसीलिए कई दिनों तक टैंक में रह्ने के
बावज़ूद उनमे स्फूर्ति ओर ताजापन बना रहता।

आज बहुत से लोगों
की ज़िन्दगी टैंक मे पड़ी उन मछलियों
की तरह हो गयी है जिन्हे जगाने की लिए
कोई shark मौज़ूद नहीं है। और अगर
unfortunately आपके साथ भी ऐसा ही है
तो आपको भी आपने life में नये challenges
 accept करने होंगे।
 आप जिस रूटीन के आदि हों चुकें हैँ
ऊससे कुछ अलग़ करना होगा, आपको
 अपना दायरा बढ़ाना होगा और एक
 बार फिर ज़िन्दगी में रोमांच और नयापन
लाना होगा।

नहीं तो , बासी मछलियों की तरह आपका
 भी मोल कम हों जायेगा और लोग आपसे
मिलने-जुलने की बजाय बचते नजर आएंगे।

और दूसरी तरफ अगर आपकी लाइफ
में चैलेंजेज हैँ , बाधाएं हैँ तो उन्हें कोसते
मत रहिये , कहीं ना कहीं ये आपको fresh
and lively बनाये रखती हैँ , इन्हेँ
accept करिये, इन्हे overcome करिये
और अपना  तेज बनाये रखिये।👍⁠⁠⁠⁠

Love for Elephant

Lawrence  Anthony, a legend in  South Africa and author of 3 books, including the bestseller - "The Elephant  Whisperer".

He bravely  rescued wildlife and rehabilitated elephants all over the globe from human  atrocities, including the courageous rescue of Baghdad Zoo animals during the US invasion in 2003.

On 7th March, 2012 Lawrence Anthony died. He is  remembered and missed by his wife, 2 sons, 2 grandsons, and numerous  elephants.

Two  days after his passing, the wild elephants showed up at his home led by two large  matriarchs.  Separate wild herds arrived in droves to say goodbye to their beloved 'man-friend'.

A  total of 31 elephants had patiently walked over 112 miles to get to his  South African House.

Witnessing this  spectacle, humans were obviously in awe not only because of the  supreme intelligence and precise timing that these elephants sensed about Lawrence's passing, but also because of the profound  memory and emotion the beloved animals evoked in such an  organized way:

Walking slowly for days, making their  way in a solemn one-by-one queue from their habitat to his  house.  Lawrence's wife, Francoise, was especially touched, knowing that the  elephants had not been to his house prior to that day for well over 3 years!  But yet they  knew where they were going.

The elephants obviously wanted to pay  their deep respects, honoring their friend who had saved  their lives - so much respect that they stayed for 2 days and 2 nights without eating anything.  Then one  morning they left........, making their long journey  back home.

SOMETHING IN  THIS UNIVERSE IS GREATER
AND DEEPER THAN  HUMAN INTELLIGENCE.👍👍

The Missing Goat

Two school-going friends had a crazy idea.

They rounded up three goats from the neighborhood and painted the number 1, 2 and 4 on their sides.

That night they let the goats loose inside their school building.

The next morning, when the authorities entered the school, they could smell something was wrong.

They soon saw goat droppings on the stairs and near the entrance and realized that some goats had entered the building.

A search was immediately launched and very soon, the three goats were found.

But the authorities were worried, where was goat No. 3?

They spent the rest of the day looking for goat No.3.

Gradually there was panic and frustration.

The school declared classes off for the students for the rest of the day.

The teachers, helpers, guards, canteen staffs, boys were all busy looking for the goat No. 3, which, of course, WAS NEVER FOUND.

SIMPLY BECAUSE IT DID NOT EXIST.

Those among us who inspite of having a good life are always feeling a "lack of fulfilment" are actually looking for the elusive, missing, non-existent goat No.3.

Whatever the area of complaint or search or dissatisfaction may be - relationship, job-satisfaction, materialistic achievement......
An absence of something is always larger than  the presence of many other things.

Stop worrying about goat No.3 🐐🐐 ?  🐐

Last Ride

I  arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift, I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.
Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice.
I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she asked.
I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.
'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and she would sit, staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said.
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk.

What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We are conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

Matter of Choice

A group of friends visited their old university professor.

Conversation soon turned to complaints about

'STRESS' & 'TENSION' in Life.

Professor offered them Coffee & returned from kitchen with Coffee in different kinds of cups !!!

(Glass Cups, Crystal Cups, Shining Ones, Some Plain Looking, Some Ordinary & Some Expensive Ones......)

When all of them had a Cup in Hand,

the professor said:-

"If you noticed-

all the Nice Looking & Expensive Cups are taken up,

leaving behind the ordinary ones !!

Everyone of you wanted the Best CUPS,

&

that is the source of your STRESS & TENSION !!

What you really wanted was

"Coffee", not the "Cup" !

But you still went for the Best Cup.

If Life is Coffee ;

Then Jobs, Money, Status & Love etc. are the Cups !!!

They are just TOOLS to hold and contain Life.

Please Don't Let the CUPS Drive you !!

Enjoy the COFFEE ......!!!

What is life ?
They say its from B to D...from Birthday to Death..But what's between B and D?
Its a  " C "  Choice ...
Our life is a matter of choices.

Ubuntu

The motivation behind name given to Ubuntu Operating System.

An Anthropologist proposed one game to the African tribal children.

He placed a basket of sweets and Candy's near a tree.

And made them stand 100 metres away.

And announced that who ever reaches first would get all the sweets in the basket.

When he said ready steady go...

Do you know what these small children did?

They all held each other's hands and ran towards the tree together, divided the sweets among them and ate the sweets and enjoyed it.

When the Anthropologist asked them why you did so?

They said 'Ubuntu'.

Which meant -
'How can one be happy when all the others are sad?'

Ubuntu in their language means -
'I am because, we are!'

A msg for all generations.
Let all of us always carry this attitude within us and spread happiness, wherever we go...

Let's hve a Ubuntu Life ..

I am because we are..!!

Be Positive

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.
Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing. After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup.
Turning to her, he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?” “Potatoes, eggs and coffee,” she hastily replied.
“Look closer”, he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft.
He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.
Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.
“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.
He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity-the boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak. The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard. However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which one are you?” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is how you choose to react to it and what you make out of it. Life is all about leaning, adopting and converting all the struggles that we experience into something positive.

Analogy of Detachment

A man who has gone out of his town comes back and finds that his house is on fire. It was one of the most beautiful houses in the town, and the man loved the house. Many people were ready to give double price for the house, but he had never agreed for any price, and now it is just burning before his eyes. And thousands of people have gathered, but nothing can be done.
The fire has spread so far that even if you try to put it out, nothing will be saved. So he becomes very sad.
His son comes running, and whispers something in his ear: "Don't be worried. I sold it yesterday, and at a very good price ― three times.... The offer was so good I could not wait for you. Forgive me."
But the father said, "Good, if you have sold it for three times more than the original price of the house."
Then the father is also a watcher, with other watchers.
Just a moment before he was not a watcher, he was attached. It is the same house, the same fire, everything is the same. but now he is not concerned. He is enjoying it just as everybody else is enjoying.
Then the second son comes running, and he says to the father, "What are you doing? You are smiling ― and the house is on fire?"
The father said, "Don't you know, your brother has sold it."
He said, "He had talked about selling it, but nothing has been settled yet, and the man is not going to purchase it now." Again, everything changes. Tears which had disappeared, have come back to the father's eyes, his smile is no more there, his heart is beating fast. But the watcher is gone.
He is again attached.
And then the third son comes, and he says, "That man is a man of his word. I have just come from him. He said, 'It doesn't matter whether the house is burned or not, it is mine. And I am going to pay the price that I have settled for. Neither you knew, nor I knew that the house would catch on fire.'"
Again the father is a watcher. The attachment is no more there.
Actually nothing is changing; just the idea that "I am the owner, I am
identified somehow with the house," makes the whole difference.
The next moment he feels, "I am not identified. Somebody else has purchased it, I have nothing to do with it; let the house burn."

This simple methodology of watching the mind, that you have nothing to do with it....
Most of the thoughts are not yours but from your parents, your teachers, your friends, the books, the movies, the television, the newspapers.
Just count how many thoughts are your own, and you will be surprised that not a single thought is your own.
All are from other sources, all are borrowed ― either dumped by others on you, or foolishly dumped by yourself upon yourself, but nothing is yours.
And this is what which decides difference in ordinary human beings and saints! Saints have 'their own' thoughts and we, the common people, don't own such thought process!
It's our duty to find the saints within ourselves and see the world from different perspective! May be then we will achieve what's has been called 'inner peace'!

God for Everyone

A group of 15 solders led by a Major were on their way to the post in Himalayans where they would be deployed for the next 3 months. The batch who would  be relieved waiting anxiously.

It was cold winter & intermittent snowfall made the treacherous climb more difficult.

If someone could offer a cup of tea. . the major thought, knowing it was a futile wish..

They continued for an hour before they came across a dilapidated structure, which looked like a tea shop but locked. It was late in the night.

"No tea boys, bad luck", said the major. But he suggested all take some rest there as they have been walking for 3 hours.
"Sir, this is a tea shop and we can make tea... We will have to break the lock", suggested one solder.

The officer was in great dilemma to the unethical suggestion but the thought of a steaming cup of tea for the tired solders made him to give the permission.

They were in luck, the place had everything needed to make tea and also packets of biscuits.
The solders had tea & biscuits and  were ready for the remaining journey.

The major thought, they had broken open lock and had tea & biscuits without the permission of the owner. But they're not a band of thieves but disciplined soldiers.
He took out a Rs 1000/- note from his wallet, placed it on the  counter, pressed under sugar container, so that the owner can see.

The officer was now relieved of his guilt. He ordered to put the shutter down and proceed.

Three months passed, they continued to  do gallantly in their works and were lucky not to loose anyone from the group in the intense insurgency situation.
It was time for another team to replace them.

 Soon they were on their way back and stopped at the same tea shop which was open and owner was present in the shop.
The owner an old man will meager resources was very happy to greet 15 customers.

All of them had tea and biscuits. They talked to the old man about his life and  experience specially selling tea at such a remote place.

The old man had many stories to tell, replete with his faith in God.
"Oh, Baba, if God is there, why should He keep you in such poverty?", commented one of them.

"Do not say  like that Sahib! God actually is there, I got a proof 3 months ago."
"I was going through very tough times because my only son had been severely beaten by terrorist who wanted some information from him which he did not have. I had closed my shop to take my son to hospital. Some medicines were to be purchased and I had no money. No one would give
me loan for fear of the terrorists. There was no hope, Sahib".

"And that day Sahib, I prayed to God for help. And Sahib, God walked into my shop that day."
"When I returned to my shop, I found lock broken, I felt I was finished, I lost whatever little I had. But then I saw that God had left Rs 1000/ under the sugar pot. I can't tell you Sahib what that money was worth that day. God exists Sahib. He does."

The faith in his eyes were unflinching.
Fifteen pairs of eyes met the eyes of the officer and read the order in his eyes clear and unambiguous, "Keep quiet".

The officer got up and paid the bill. He hugged the old man and said, "Yes Baba, I know God does exist. And yes, the tea was wonderful."

The the 15 pairs of eyes did not miss to notice the moisture building up in the eyes of their officer, a rare sight.

The truth is u can be God to anyone.

(shared by a soldier ...a true story in Kupwara Sector)

The Fern and The Bamboo

One day I decided to quit.... I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality..... I wanted to quit my life. I went to have one last talk with my mentor. I said, "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"
The answer surprised me..."Look around. What do you see?” I saw a fern and bamboo seeds?"
My mentor replied, "When the fern and the bamboo seeds were planted, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
“In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
“In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.
“In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.
“Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. Life does not give anyone a challenge they can not handle.
"Did you know that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots? I did not quit on the bamboo. Never quit on yourself. Don't compare yourself to others. The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern; yet, they both make the forest beautiful.

Sprout of the Bamboo

“Your time will come. You will rise high! How high should you rise? How high will the bamboo rise? ...As high as it can. So you should rise as high as you can. Never regret a day in your life.
"Life is filled with trials and tribulations. There may be times when, in the face of indescribable hardship, we feel like giving up. But we mustn't. No matter how bleak our situation appears, we must never abandon hope. In any struggle, it is up to us to resolve that we will not be defeated; it is up to us to be absolutely determined to win. Everything will open from there."

Childhood Friends

One day Maths teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in 'Kargil' war and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never attended Funeral of a serviceman before. He looked so handsome, so mature.

The place was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk. The teacher was the last one to bless .

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Sanjay's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Sanjay talked about you a lot.'

After the funeral, most of Sanjay's former classmates were there. Sanjay's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Sanjay when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.'

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Sanjay's classmates had said about him.

'Thank you so much for doing that,' Sanjay's mother said. 'As you can see, Sanjay treasured it.'

All of Sanjay's former classmates started to gather around. Arjun smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.'

Prithwiraj's wife said, ' Prithwiraj asked me to put his in our wedding album.'

'I have mine too,' Rashmi said. 'It's in my diary'

Then Deepali, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Deepali said and without batting an eyelash, she continued:   'I think we all saved our lists'

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Sanjay and for all his friends who would never see him again.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

School Days

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If you are reading this, it is because someone cares for you and it means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.

If you're 'too busy' to take those few minutes right now to share this message on, would this be the VERY first time you didn't do that little thing that would make a difference in your relationships?

Remember, you reap what you sow. What you put into the lives of others comes back into your own.

May Your Day Be Blessed As Special As You are...

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