Friday, April 27, 2007

Mirror

Once late in the evening a lone young traveler came walking to village. There he saw an old man with his hookah. The traveler asked the old man “I am out seeking a fortune, may I know what kind of people live in this village?” The old man replies “Can I ask why you are ask this question, do you want to settle in this village. And if you want to settle here may I know how the people in your village were? The young man tells him “O don’t even ask. Why do you think I came out of that god dammed place, the people there are very bad, inhospitable, cruel and greedy” The old man told the young one “Here too the people are no different, in fact worst then your village, my son go and seek another village” the young man left the place. After some days another young traveler came to the village and he to encounter the wise old man. After some time he tells that he is out to seek a fortune and asks how the people in this village are? The old man counter questioned him just as he did to the previous stranger…how are the people in your village? The man replied “Thinking about the people of my village makes my heart grow fonder. I have to leave such wonderful people because of better prospects otherwise I am very happy and content” The old man got up and patted the young fellow and told “Come…welcome to our village. Here you will find better people then your village”

Graduation day

((I got this wonderful story in my email, thought its worth reading for you all))
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscl! es with this pile of books everyday! " He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. ! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. " Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends.. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

Advertising: 50 years ago

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From my Ajmer diary

Long time back two of my friends planned a tour to Rajasthan. We were touring the entire state and went to a place called Ajmer where in those time; the only temple of Lord Brahma exists. After that we had time at our disposal and wanted to spend the sunset at the desert. When we asked for the route many people asked us did we visit the famous Khwaja Garib Nawaz Dargah. We came to know that the saint Garib Nawaz was the first person to bring Islam to India and what ever you pray from the core of your heart often comes true. So we went to the Dargah with Chaddar, flowers and sweets. To my surprise what I prayed was instantly answered. Since that day I hold this place in reverence. This is such a divine place that a person of any religion is allowed. People around the world come here in all the seasons. There is one story associated to this miraculous place. In olden times emperor Aurangazeb use to rule many parts of India. He had immense faith in this shrine. Once when he went to offer his prayers there and found a blind man muttering monotonous words…Allah please restore my eyesight…O Allah restore my eyesight. His prayer seems not sincere. Aurangazeb went to that man and told you are not praying from the core of your heart and you deserve a punishment. Look I am going inside for my prayers and by the time I return your eyesight must be restored and now, you pray to god almighty and if I find you blind then I am going to order your execution. The man really begins to shiver and he had just a little time. He intensified his prayer as this was the question of life and death. After sometime he started to dance and saw the emperor coming. To his surprise, when he prayed from the core of his heart his prayer was accepted.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Atheist

In common parlance, you might have read lots of stories about people who believe in god and people who don’t. Here is a very short story about the same.
It always happened that there was a man who believed in god and every evening without fail, he would go to temple and light the lamp for almighty. While doing so, there was another man who would put off the lamp as soon as the believer in god left. He use to think its his duty to put off the lamp and this ritual went on for years. It so happen that one fateful evening it was raining heavily and the believer in god thought that the rains wont stop and its useless to go to the temple and light the lamp. Nothing will happen if I don’t go today. Thinking this he did not go to the temple. But, despite heavy rains the atheist went to the temple to put the lamp off as his usual routine God blessed the atheist that evening. Because his duty was unmistakable and not wavering while the believer in god for entire lifetime could not get the glimpse of god. God loves the doer of the duty.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

My Favourite poem of Tagore


Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth 
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection


Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee


Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake