Little boy meets God

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“Mama! Do you know where God lives?” Raghu asked his mother innocently.

Raghu’s mother, Sandhya, thought for a second and said. “No one knows where God lives. But he visits the park in the neighborhood sometimes on Sunday’s.”

“Today is Sunday!” Raghu spoke excitedly. “Will we be going to the park today?”

Sandhya pretended to think for a moment and said. “Okay. We will go to the park today. Tell your dad to get ready soon.”

“Okay.”

“Wait! When you meet God what are you going to offer him?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’ll pack pop-corn and sweet lemon juice.”

The three soon got ready and left for the park.

“If God decides to visit the park, he sits on either one of those three benches.” Sandhya said pointing towards the three empty benches.

Raghu started playing around the benches, while Sandhya and Rahul kept an eye on him from a distance.

Soon an old woman, with a slight limp, came and sat on one of the empty bench.

Raghu curiously started looked at her. The old woman observed him and smiled back at him.

Raghu silently sat next to the old woman and started observing the wrinkles on her face, which made her look all the more beautiful.

“Are you hungry?” Raghu asked. “I brought pop-corn and sweet lemon juice for you.”

“How did you know that it is my favourite?”

For the next 30 minutes the two laughed and talked.

“Where are your parents?” The old woman asked.

“There.” Raghu pointed in their direction and they waived back.

“Now go back to them.” The old woman said. She then kissed his forehead and happily left.

With a big smile Raghu returned back to his parents.

“So, did you meet God?” Rahul asked.

“Yes. God is a woman and she has pain in her right knee.” Raghu replied immediately.

When the old woman returned back to her home, there was a big smile on her face.

“You look very happy, met someone special today?” Her son enquired.

“I had pop-corn and sweet lemon juice with God. He is much younger than I thought and has a slight lisp.”

As we Hindus say about God’s presence, Yatra Tatra Sarvatra. Meaning that God is present, here there everywhere.

God is present everywhere. All we need to do is share our happiness and make others smile to feel him.

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Doing good, does us good

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To be doing good deeds is man’s most glorious task – Sophocles

There once lived a man who was very helpful and kindhearted. He would help someone even without asking them to pay him back. Owing to this habit of his, he did not have a lot of money, but he was able to live an agreeable and content life.

One day while he was walking on a dusty road, he saw a purse. He picked it up and noticed that the purse was empty.

“Yes this is my purse.” A beautiful young woman shouted, as she came running in his direction accompanied by a policeman.

“Where is my money?” The woman asked as tears ran down her cheeks.

“It was empty when I found it.” The man replied innocently.

“Please give me back my money. It is for my son’s medicines, he is very sick. He’s been like this since he was born, and he has no one but me to take care of him.” The woman begged.

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The man thought. “She is a single mother, and she is definitely telling the truth. I should help this needy woman.”

“Take this.” The man said as he handed over all the money that he had.

The woman left and the policeman took the man for further questioning.

As the woman walked towards the medicine store she counted the money, only to realize that it was more than twice the money she was carrying in her purse.

A few days later, the woman was walking towards the same medical store to purchase medicines for her son when she realized that she is being followed by a man.

Fearing that she is again going to be robbed, like the last time. She tightly grabbed her purse against her chest and shouted. “Help! Help! This man is trying to rob me.”

Hearing her, a group of people immediately rushed towards the man and started beating him.

A policeman rushed to the scene and shouted. “Leave him! Leave him alone!”

Hearing the policeman’s words the crowd dispersed.

The woman observed the policeman’s face and realized that he was the same policeman whom she took along to inquire about her purse.

The woman then turned her attention towards the slightly bruised man sitting on the ground. “Look! He is the same person who robbed me last time.”

“He was not the one who stole your money. He is not a thief. But seeing your condition, and hearing about your son, he gave you whatever money he was carrying.” The policeman told.

“The only reason I was following you was to make sure that no one steals your money this time.” The man said, as the policeman helped him stand-up.

The woman felt ashamed for her actions and after a couple of seconds of silence, said. “Please don’t go anywhere. Come to our place, and have dinner. I am sure my son will enjoy your company.”

Sometimes in our anger, desperation or frustration we make wrong judgments. But if we get the opportunity to rectify our mistakes, we should not hesitate. Always be humble and kind towards others who are less fortunate.

Never give up the struggle in life

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A man passing by the elephants suddenly stopped, with a confused expression on his face he stared at the huge creatures being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg – no thick chains, no cages. It was obvious that these elephants, if they wanted to, could easily break away from their bonds, but strangely for some reason they did not.

The man saw the elephant trainer and asked him. “Why are these animals not making an effort to get away? If they want they can easily break their bonds, isn’t it?”

With a smile on his face, the trainer responded. “Yes they can easily break their bonds. The thing is, when these elephants are young, and obviously small, we use the same size rope to tie them. At that age, that rope is sufficient to hold them. As they grow up, they believe that they cannot break away. They still believe that the rope can hold them and hence they make no effort to break free.”

The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

Like the elephants, held by only a small rope, many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before.

There is nothing wrong with failure, just don’t make it a habit. The important thing in life is we should never give up struggle.

Things that happen around us

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It looks as if my problems are never going to end. Just as one problem gets solved, another one soon follows. I am sick and tired of fighting and struggling all the time.” Neeta, a 19 year old college student, complained.

Neeta’s father, Suresh Kumar, runs a restaurant in the neighbourhood. He had just returned home after a long and tiring day. He listened patiently to his daughter and sensed urgency in her voice.

“Come with me.” Suresh Kumar told Neeta and took her to the kitchen.

Potato-Eggs-Coffee.jpgSuresh Kumar filled three pots with water and placed each on high flame. Once the pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in the first pot, eggs in the second and ground coffee beans in the third.

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. “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.

“Take an egg and break it.” He said.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

“Now have a sip of coffee.” He told.

The rich aroma of the coffee finally brought a smile to Neeta’s face.

“What does this mean papa?” she asked.

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The potatoes, eggs and ground coffee beans each faced the same adversity – the boiling water.” He explained. “However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong and hard but in boiling water, they 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 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 what happens within us.

Which one are you?

Presence of mind – Only true friend in your darkest hour

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Life is all about taking chances. Sometimes the choices we make reap us fortunes more than we had ever imagined, but mostly the first thing we meet is failure. Probably lives way of telling us that we did not plan well and that it is time to go back to the drawing board before we make the next move, and with a little bit of caution and good planning we mostly succeed. But what if we encounter a series of failure? Even after being cautious and after meticulously planning each and every detail. The biggest question that haunts us then is, whether there is light at the end of the tunnel? Although what we should be worried about, whether we will be able to survive inside the tunnel?  Let us revisit the story called ‘The Monkey and the Crocodile’ from Panchtantra to find an answer to the question.

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Once upon a time, on the banks of river, there was a monkey, who lived on a Jamun (blackberry) tree. The tree bore sweet fruits and the monkey used to live a happy and content life on it.

One day, a crocodile came out of the river to take some rest under the Jamun tree. When the monkey saw him from the tree, he said, “Try these sweet Jamun.” and tossed a couple of fruits to the crocodile. After this incident, every day the crocodile would come to eat fruits, and soon they became great friends.

One day the crocodile told the monkey that he wanted to take some fruits for his wife, to let her know the sweetness of these fruits. The monkey happily plucked more fruits for the crocodile to take home.

After consuming the juicy fruits the crocodile’s wife said. “These fruits are sweet as nectar. Since the monkey eats these fruits daily, he would be even tastier. Please bring me that monkey’s heart.”

The crocodile said. “He is my friend. I cannot do such a thing.”

After a lot of effort, the crocodile’s wife convinced him.

The next day the crocodile invited the monkey to have supper at his house.

Without any hesitation the monkey accepted the proposal and jumped on the crocodile’s back, and off they went to the crocodile’s home.

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Once they had traveled some distance, the crocodile told the monkey. “After consuming the Jamun fruits, my wife now wants to eat your heart. Since you have been consuming Jamun for so long, my wife believes that your heart should taste better than the Jamun you have all the time.”

The monkey was shocked, but he did not panic. Instead he took a deep breath and said. “You should have told me this earlier. It would be an honor for me to serve your wife my heart.  But I keep my heart in the burrow of the Jamun tree, let us go back and bring my heart.”

The crocodile believed the monkey and brought him back to the Jamun tree. As soon as they reached the tree the monkey jumped off the crocodile’s back and climbed up the tree and sat on a high branch.

Out of reach the monkey yelled. “I have only one heart and it is beating inside me. Now go away and never return back.”

Ashamed of his actions, the crocodile went away.

The moral of the story is, intelligence and presence of mind helps us overcome the most difficult situations.

The wisest thing to do in life is to solve the immediate problem first, and solve one problem at a time. Never lose hope or hesitate to use the tools at your disposal to make things happen.