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Happy Teachers’  Day – 2018

Story – 1

Surdas was an eager student who wanted to learn about Spirituality. He met a Guru who accepted him as his disciple. The Guru found that Surdas was hampered by his quality of getting angry easily, which prevented him from learning. Thus, the Guru decided to make Surdas shed his anger.
The Guru asked Surdas to chant God’s name while doing all his activities for one month and then meet him. Surdas followed the Guru’s instructions and the day after one month, he went to meet his Guru. On his way to Guru’s ashram, a sweeper on the street carelessly put dirt on his clothes. Surdas got angry and scolded the sweeper. He went home, changed clothes and then met his Guru.

 To his surprise the Guru told Surdas that he was not yet ready to learn and he had to chant and do his chores for another month.  Surdas returned sadly, and continued to chant God’s name for another month while doing his chores.

After a month, he eagerly went to his Guruji’s ashram and same thing happened again. Surdas again became really angry and blamed the sweeper. After bathing, he met his Guru who asked Surdas to chant God’s name for one more month. One month passed away and this time the same incident happened when Surdas went to meet his Guru. However, this time Surdas addressed him softly saying “Thank you. You are my master. You have helped me to overcome my anger.” The sweeper felt bad for his action.

This time as Surdas approached his Guru’s hermitage, he could see his Guru standing in front of the hermitage welcoming him. Guru told Surdas that he is now ready to teach him. Surdas could now understand the process he went through.

Moral of the story:

1) A Guru knows what a student is lacking of and knows the ways that would teach him.
2) As a student, you must have faith in Guru’s words and follow them with devotion.  

Story – 2

Who is smarter – Teacher or Student?

One Night, 4 College students were playing till late night and didn’t study for the test which Was scheduled for the next Day.

In the morning they thought of a plan, they made themselves look as dirty and untidy as possible with grease and dirt.

They then went up to the Dean and said that they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their return the tyre of their car burst.

They had to push the car all the way back and that they were in no condition to appear for the test.

So the Dean said they can have the re-test after 3 days, they thanked him and said they would be ready by that time.

On the third day they appeared before the Dean, the Dean said that as this was a Special Condition Test,

All four were required to sit in separate classrooms for the test.

They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days.

The Test consisted of 2 questions with the total of 100 Marks.

Q.1. Your Name……………………..(2 MARKS)

Q.2. Which tyre burst ?……………(98 MARKS)
    a) Front Left
    b) Front Right
    c) Back Left
    d) Back Right…..!!!


Story – 3

Teacher Who Made A Difference – True Life Story

As a child I suffered something called “Maths Phobia’ the innumerable numbers just dazzled and danced around my head until I cried and sneaked into the world of poetry and literature. How I detested the term maths. I am sure there must be thousands like me. Huh! I can see those curved lips that say ‘ I join your troop’. To worsen the situation I had a Maths teacher who was just too good in her knowledge but she did not know how to grasp students like me into the web of ‘maths knowledge’.

I remember the day when I got my maths answer sheet with the least marks in the class. I couldn’t tell it to my parents nor hide it for long as my mom was a teacher in the same school. I tried to hide it in every nook and corner just to see my mom digging it for one or the other reason. I was so scared of the whole situation that I and my friend suffering the same crisis even planned to run away from home. So, the bags were ready and so were some food for the unknown destiny. We decided to meet at a certain bridge in the evening and then run to never step back to the hours of Maths torture. I wrote a few letter note to parents and hid it under the pillow. However something drew me back and we cancelled the whole idea and return back home after two hours of wandering. Until I reached mom had already found the letter. She hugged me and cried. This gave me a signal that I will not be beaten up for those one digit marks.

My mom as a teacher new what I was going through I suppose. She knew that I was in need of a teacher as well as friend who would guide me through the muzzled path of numbers. She found one after few days.

I still remember my first visit to her house. A huge garden with a huge dog at the entrance was waiting to welcome me with furious barks. When I saw the dreadful dog I just taught the teacher would be another pestering person in my life just to worsen the situation. I was wrong. I met a fine lady with broad smile that could make me relax the very moment. The angel (as I usually call people who make a difference in my life) walked in clearing all the muzzled path into a defined destiny. She made the whole number world a beautiful paradise. How I loved her. Years rolled by and I passed out from my school with flaunting colours. She didn’t make maths my destiny but an easier path to cross to reach the destiny. Then I moved to Bangalore for my graduation. I made a point to visit the beautiful lady whenever I returned home.

Two years back, I participated in a marathon for cancer patients. I didn’t have a specific reason for the act, just that I wanted to be a part of a cause on a jobless weekend. So I and my other two friends ran nearly 5 kms. After the event I called mom to tell her all about the event. I was thrilled about the whole experience. I niched every detail from the time we started and ended with a huge music festival in Cubbon Park (one of the Bangalore’s park). My mom did not say a word, but just sighed and said, “ its so weird you ran for a cause that made your favourite teacher breath her last. Your Maths tuition teacher died two days back due to Cancer”. I didn’t say a word. Hung the telephone and ran to bed to cry till twilight.

I have lost her. But before she bid goodbye, she did make a difference in my life and many others like me. Truly a teacher can make or break you. And I have experienced both.

On the occasion of Dr. Radhakrishnan birthday this story is a tribute to all the teachers who made a difference in number of innocent hearts unconditionally.

Happy Teachers day


A lady in a faded grey dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun suit walked in timidly without an appointment into the Harvard University President’s outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods, country hicks had no business at Harvard and probably didn’t even deserve to be in Harvard.

 “We want to see the President “the man said softly.

“He’ll be busy all day “the secretary snapped.

“We’ll wait” the lady replied.

For hours the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn’t and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president.

 “Maybe if you see them for a few minutes, they’ll leave” she said to him. The President, stern faced and with dignity, strutted toward the couple.

 The lady told him  “We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus.”

 The president wasn’t touched….He was shocked. 

 “Madam “he said, gruffly, ” we can’t put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery.”

 “Oh, no,” the lady explained quickly 

“We don’t want to erect a statue. 

We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.”

 The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, and then exclaimed, “A building ! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs? 

We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical buildings here at Harvard.”

 For a moment the lady was silent. 

The president was pleased. Maybe he could get rid of them now. 

 The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, 

 “Is that all it costs to start a university ? 

 Why don’t we just start our own?”

 Her husband nodded. The president’s face wilted in confusion 

and bewilderment. Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the University that bears their name.


 a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.

 Most of the time we judge people by their outer appearance, which can be misleading. 

And in this impression only we tend to treat people badly by thinking they can do nothing for us. Thus we tend to lose our potential good friends, employees or customers.

 Remember in our Life, we seldom get people with whom we want to share & 

grow our thought process. 

But because of our inner EGO we miss them forever.

 This is you who have to decide with whom you are getting associated in day to day life.

 I end up this beautiful story with a note:

 Small people talk about others,

Average people talk about things,

Great people talk about ideas.


This World is made by only those people …



A Story from BUDDHA …HOW to DEAL with INSULT?

 Dear Reader

 BUDDHA has explained beautifully….

  How to Handle INSULT & STILL Maintain Kindness?


One day BUDDHA was walking through a village. A very angry and rude young man came up and began insulting him. “You have no right teaching others,” he shouted. “You are as stupid as others. You are nothing but a fake.”

 BUDDHA was not upset by these insults. Instead he asked the young man “Tell me, if you buy a gift for someone, and that person does not take it, to whom the gift belongs?”

 THE MAN was surprised to be asked such a strange question and answered, “It would belong to me, because I bought the gift.”

 The BUDDHA smiled and said, “That is correct. And it is exactly the same with your anger. If you become angry with me and I do not get insulted, then the anger falls back on you. You are then the only one who becomes unhappy, not me. All you have done is hurt yourself.”

 “If you want to stop hurting yourself, you must get rid of your anger and become loving instead. When you hate others, you yourself become unhappy. But when you love others, everyone is happy.”

 The young man listened closely to these wise words of the BUDDHA.

“You are right, O’ Enlightened One, “

 he said.” Please teach me the path of love. I wish to become your follower.”

 The BUDDHA answered kindly,

“Of course. I teach anyone who truly wants to learn. Come with me.”


Dear Reader

 BEAUTIFUL LIFE LESSONS from   A Blind Girl Story

There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind.

She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, ‘If I could only see the world, I will marry you.’

 One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.

 He asked her, ‘Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?’

The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that his boyfriend was also blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn’t expected that. 

The thought of looking at them the rest of her life

led her ‘TO refuse to marry him.’

Her boy friend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: ‘Take good care of your eyes my dear,

 before they were yours, they were mine.’

 This is how the human brain often works when  our status changes.

Only a very few remember what life was like before, 

and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

 SOME LIFE LEARNINGS Attached to this story

Today before you say an unkind word  

Think of someone who can’t speak.

Before You Complain about the taste of your food

Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your husband or wife

Think of someone who’s crying out to GOD for a companion.

 Today before you complain about life  

Think of someone who died too early on this earth.

 Before you complain about your children  

Think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.

  Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn’t clean or sweep

 Think of the people who are living in the streets.

 And when you are tired and complain about your job

Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.

 Before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another

Remember that not one of us is without sin.                                    

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down

Put a smile on your face and think:

I am alive and still around.

Always Remember ….

Human Life Is a Beautiful Gift…. “MUST RESPECT IT”




Suppose a farmer has some land, and it’s good, fertile land.The land gives the farmer a choice. He may plant in that land whatever he chooses. The land is not concerned about this. It’s up to the farmer to make the decision.

 Let us compare the human mind with the land because the mind, like the land, doesn’t care what you plant in it.It will return what you plant, but it doesn’t care what you plant.

 Now let’s say that the farmer has two seeds in his hand –

one is a seed of corn, the other is nightshade, a deadly poison.

He digs two little holes in the earth and he plants both seeds – one corn, the other nightshade. He covers up the holes, waters and takes care of the land…and what will happen?

Invariably, the land will return what was planted.

 The human mind is

far more fertile…  

far more incredible ….  

far more mysterious than the land, but it works the same way.

 We can Plant  Success or failure.   

 We can Plant  Concrete goal or confusion.   

 We can Plant  Love or misunderstandings.  

 We can Plant  Inspiration or  depression

 We can Plant  Courage  or  fear

 We can Plant  Love for hard work  or love for lethargy

 The human mind is the LAST GREAT UNEXPLORED

continent on earth

 George Bernard Shaw said,

“People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don’t believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can’t find them, they make them.”

 Well, it’s pretty apparent, isn’t it?

And every person who discovered this believed (for a while) that he was the first one to work it out. We become what we think about. Now, it stands to reason that a person who is thinking about a concrete and worthwhile goal is going to reach it, because that’s what he’s thinking about.

And we become what we think about.

On the opposite side…

The person who has no goal…

who doesn’t know where he’s going, and whose thoughts must therefore be thoughts of confusion, anxiety, fear and worry – his life becomes one of frustration, fear, anxiety and worry. And if he thinks about nothing…he becomes nothing.

How does it work?

Why do we become what we think about?  Well, I’ll tell you how it works, as far as we know.  For that  Always Believe that

OUR HUMAN MIND is just like  A Farmer’s LAND  


Dear Reader
Presenting a Story on


 A man just got married and was returning home with his wife. They were crossing a lake in a boat, when suddenly a  GREAT STORM arose.
The man was a warrior,
but the woman became very much afraid because it seemed almost hopeless.  The boat was small and the storm was really huge, and any moment they were going to be drowned. But the man sat silently, calm and quiet, as if nothing was happening.
The woman was trembling and she said, “Are you not afraid?.”
This may be our last moment of life!
It doesn’t seem that we will be able to reach the other shore. Only some miracle can save us; otherwise….

 Our Death is Certain.

Are you not afraid?
Are you mad or something?
Are you a stone or something?
The man laughed and took the sword out of its sheath. The woman was even more puzzled: What he was doing?
Then he brought the naked sword close to the woman’s neck, so close that just a small gap was there, it was almost touching her neck.
He said,” Are you afraid?”
She started to laugh and said, “Why should I be afraid?”
If the sword is in your hands, why I should be afraid?
I know you love me.
” He put the sword back and said, …
this is my answer also”.
I know God Loves me, and the storm is in His hands so I Trust that




Only the trust is… which one needs to imbibe.  and This TRUST is capable of transforming our whole life towards More Happiness.

Anything less than Trust on GOD will keep us Worried — Amen

Dear Reader

Presenting a TRUE & AWESOME Story

People often ask : How can I make a difference in the world?

I am just one person among billions of others, what could I possibly do that would change anything? Everyone else should have to change in order for me to make a difference.


To lead a great life” Dream the Impossible”

Well, here is a story of a man who Single-Handedly moved a mountain!

Yes….. I mean it

SINGLE HANDEDLY “A Mighty Mountain “

Please read and share… because   Inspirations is contagious!

 About five decades ago, a landless farmer, Dashrath Manjhi from Gahlor Ghati of Gaya, Bihar decided to take into task the difficulties of his villagers who were almost cut off from the rest of the world by rocky hills, almost making the place impassable.

 Around 1959, his wife passed away from illness and lack of immediate medical care when there was no way of taking her to the nearest medical centre over the 300 feet high hills. Heartbroken after her death, Manji alone resolved to create a pass so that no one person would have to suffer the fate that his wife did. He sold his goats to purchase chisel, rope and a hammer. This sudden change in his character made him a laughing stock with people who laughed at him, calling him eccentric and crazy.

 Unfazed by their remarks, Manji hammered away with consistent determination for 22 years. At the end of his arduous labour, he finally came face to face with his dream: the OTHER SIDE of the HILL! He shortened the distance from…

70kms to just ONE KILOMETER, 16ft wide!

 Once this task was accomplished….   Dashrath Manji became known as the Mountain Man.

Sadly, this amazing man breathed his last on August 18, 2007 after fighting cancer at New Delhi – AII India Institute of Medical Sciences and received a proper state burial by the STATE GOVT.

Dashrath Manji, a man who was mocked and ridiculed for his strong will and determination leaves behind a legacy of…  Strong Will and Determination.

Some invaluable lessons to learn from this Legend:

      1. Patience is the greatest virtue that leads us to  success

      2. Dream the Impossible!

       3. Only Positive Attitude Matters.

       4. Stay Persistent.

        5. Don’t lose heart if people call you mad and crazy for your unique idea/thoughts.


We unnecessarily remain


What others are going to


Presenting a beautiful Factual story

An old man, staying in a small south Indian town came to visit his son in Bombay recently. The son in his early thirties is a successful businessman living with his wife and son. The father, having spent most of his life at his birthplace, hardly understands a splatter of Hindi or English, forget Marathi. But he doesn’t care. ‘I have come here to spend a few days with my son and his family. I don’t have to go out and socialize with the city people,’ he said.  
But the son is very excited about his father’s rare visit to Bombay. He wants to make the best of it. He and his wife want to show him around the city. And yes, the son enjoys those evening hours too, when  he and his father go out and sit in a good bar, sipping their favourite  drink.  
Last week he was in a very good mood. ‘Let’s go to a five star hotel’s bar tonight,’ he told his father. It was a beautiful evening. Talking about everything under the sun they had a few drinks. As usual they were offered some salad, peanuts, wafers etc .as accompaniments with their drinks. The old man being almost toothless was not much interested in eating. But that day when they got up to leave, he simply took a handful of channa (roasted grams) and stuffed it in the fold of his dhoti. He might have thought about munching on them, sitting in the car, or whatever.  

Unfortunately while walking in the lobby, he missed a step and stumbled. Down he went, scattering the channa on the plush carpet.  

No problem.

Now try to visualize that scenario.

Someone else in his son’s place would have been embarrassed to death. He might have cursed not his father but his own self for causing this awkward situation.  ‘Never again will I take my old man to such hotels’, he would have vowed.  No sir, not this son.

Gently, with a smile, he helped his father get back on his feet. Instead of feeling irritated or angry, he was amused. He found the whole incident very funny. Laughing, they both went home and on the way they decided to return to the same place the following Sunday.  
Few days back, at a friend’s place they both described this event and made everybody laugh.

Weren’t you embarrassed? Somebody asked the son.  

 ‘Oh, come on now’ replied    the son. ‘He is my father. He talks in his native language, prefers to wear a dhoti even to a posh city hotel, takes channa from the bar to eat later, does whatever he feels like…. So what?  

Why should I feel embarrassed with his nature and habits?

Nobody has a right to stop him from doing whatever he feels comfortable with, as long as it is not harmful to others.’  
The son doesn’t care what the staff in the hotel thought about that incident. He says ‘they should be concerned only with their bills and tips.

I am more concerned about my father’s happiness.’  


The wife too totally agrees with the husband on this issue. She feels there are enough other qualities in her father- in- law to feel proud of.  Accept them.

 The above incident is not mentioned just to show the love and devotion of a son for his father.

More than love it is a matter of understanding and a healthy respect for the other person’s lifestyle.  
A seventy plus old man doesn’t want to change his lifestyle now. He likes the way he eats or dresses or talks. In his eyes there is nothing wrong with the old ways of living. Son says, ok, fine. Everybody has a right to live as per his wish. Now at his age, why should he be forced to learn to eat with a fork and knife, if he doesn’t want to? I will feel bad if he is doing something morally wrong or indulging in some harmful activities. But otherwise it is fine. I am not going to try to change him at this stage. He is my father. I love him, respect him.  

Hey folks, can you think this way? So many times we see people getting embarrassed by the so called unsophisticated behaviour of their family members. They keep on apologizing about their lack of class and manners or about their drawbacks to outsiders. 

My wife can’t speak proper English; she doesn’t know what’s happening in the world, so I avoid taking her out or introducing her to my friends and business associates… 

·      My parents can’t eat with a  spoon and fork, so I don’t take them to restaurants

·      My husband is working as an ordinary clerk, so I feel awkward when I introduce him to my rich friends.  

·      My brother is mentally challenged, so I don’t feel like going out with him…

Are you plagued with such thoughts?


Do you meet such people who think alike?

If you do, please ask yourself.

Why do others or I feel this way?

Really what is there to feel ashamed of?

Most of the people always have this fear of other peoples’ opinions and comments. What would others say?


Choosing a Successor

one who will be the new emperor!”

Once there was an emperor in the Far East who was growing old and knew it was coming time to choose his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants or one of his own children, he decided to do something different.

He called all the young people in the kingdom together one day. He said, “It has come time for me to step down and to choose the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you.” The kids were shocked! But the emperor continued. “I am going to give each one of you a seed today. One seed. It is a very special seed. I want you to go home, plant the seed, water it and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring to me, and the one I choose will be the next emperor of the kingdom!”

There was one boy named Ling who was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly told his mother the whole story. She helped him get a pot and some planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see if it had grown.

 After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. Ling kept going home and checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by. Still nothing.

 By now others were talking about their plants but Ling didn’t have a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went by, still nothing in Ling’s pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn’t say anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed to grow. A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn’t going to take an empty pot. But she encouraged him to go, and to take his pot, and to be honest about what happened. Ling felt sick to his stomach, but he knew his mother was right. He took his empty pot to the palace.

 When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by all the other youths. They were beautiful, in all shapes and sizes. Ling put his empty pot on the floor and many of the other kinds laughed at him. A few felt sorry for him and just said, “Hey nice try.”

When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people. Ling just tried to hide in the back. “What a Great plants, trees and flowers you boys have grown,” said the emperor.

“Today, one of you will be appointed the next emperor!”

All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front. Ling was terrified. “The emperor knows I’m a failure! Maybe he will have me killed!”

 When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. “My name is Ling,” he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced to the crowd, “Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!” Ling couldn’t believe it. Ling couldn’t even grow his seed. How could he be the new emperor?

Then the emperor said,

“One year ago today, I gave everyone here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today.

But I gave you all boiled seeds which would not grow.

All of you, except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the

Truly, in our day to day Life …

   Only the



        “Each petal of a flower adds to its charm. Each branch of a tree is a contributor to its extensiveness. And so do all small streams join to form the indomitable. Mighty river” this is not a peek look into nature’s bounty. It is learning and inculcating a virtue through nature.

Teamwork too, is an influence. As said by Nepolian Hill. “Men take on the nature, the habits and the power of thought of those with whom they associate in a spirit of sympathy and harmony”. And if not, it is a set of people to complete the task by endowing it with their individual skills and talent undoubtedly. The task gets basis of a person’s prowess. And the progeny is certainly a remarkable delicacy with a well grinded mixture and accurate recipe.

The difficult part comes here. Some people are arrogant enough to relish the whole credit for themselves, but in the world’s eyes. It is a work of professionals a group of experts who have brought about a revolution in the trade mantra for success that’s: CONSISTENCY IN WORK AND MANAGEMENT A blend of all qualities makes up a masterpiece. All involved to create a renovation shares the fruits of success.

Last but not the least, it can be concluded by:- “Teamwork is the ability to work together towards a common vision the ability to direct individual accomplishments towards organizational objectives. It is the fuel that allows common people to attain uncommon results”.



What is Teenage?

It is the period between 13 to 19 yrs during our lifetime. It is a period of delight & discovery. Lot of physical & emotional changes takes place during this time like sudden increase in height etc. As the teenage starts, childhood dulls and maturity prevails. Along with the physical variations emotional changes occur. Sentiments tend to be stronger & fluctuating than at any other stage of life. There emotional changes are to be identified manifests in the social behavior later. The entrance mood swings during teenage changes the relations with parents and friends like wind.

What attracts teenagers?

Most of the teenagers are attracted by stylish & fashionable clothes western culture, junk food, television & recent movies. They like to spend more time with their friends than with their parents. They also like parties and enjoying

How should we control ourselves during the teenage years?

The teenager should develop control over his mind. Teenagers should utilize this period not just parting but also helping parents in some or the other manner. They should maintain a balance between social values & changing times.

the teenage will remain bright & ever remembering of the provided freedom is used in the right spirit. Ultimately teenage is the period of childhood dependence & adulthood independence.


Dear Reader

Presenting a story which is more of a LESSON  for each one of us as to How much we Value  OUR BLESSED EXISTENCE as HUMAN as MAN is A Born multimillionaire

Gift of Existence 

There lived a Sadhu, who regularly used to give speeches. One

day at the end of the conversation he was talking of being 

grateful to existence.One should be always THANKFUL to

ALMIGHTY, Always remain Grateful for blessing us this life as

HUMANS.A beggar was sitting in a corner and listening to the

discourse, he came up to the Sadhu and said,“Maharaj, your

talk was great. But one thing I am not able to do. You said to be

grateful to the existence because it has always showered blessing

on you. Sorry! But, this existence has not given me anything.  I

am struggling even for one ROTI”.The Sadhu said, “ I agree

with you, I will give you two lacks, right here, will you be

grateful?’ The beggar was thrilled. “But I want something in

return from you”, said the Sadhu.“I do not have anything,

what can I give you? If I have something I will definitely give

you.” said the beggar.“I won’t ask you anything that you do not

have”, said the Sadhu.       The agreement was made.The Sadhu

said, “I will make arrangements for the two lacks; you please

make arrangement for giving me both your eyes.The beggar was

astonished. “What will I do with these two lacks without my

eyes! I don’t agree to the deal,” he said. “I prefer my two eyes

to the two lacks”. The Sadhu said, “but you said you don’t have

anything and were cursing existence.’ MAN is already blessed




TONGUE TO ENJOY EVERY TASTE apart from so many other

VITAL PARTSMAN is A Born multimillionaire.                                                                                                                             

But all these gifts we do not see. Like a beggar, money for us is

the most important.That we can see is such a great gift of

existence. We can hear. We can walk. All are great gifts.If you

say you are unhappy, it is ridiculous.In fact we should dance

and celebrate that existence has given us so many gifts.      We

are normally focused on what is missing in life.The moment you

start operating from what you don’t have, whatever you have

also go into darkness.   


Our Birth is our   Opening Balance !

Our Death is our Closing Balance !

Our Prejudiced Views are our  BIG BIG


Our Creative Ideas are our BIGGEST ASSETS

Heart is our Current Asset

Soul is our Fixed Asset

Brain is our Fixed Deposit

Thinking is our Current Account

Achievements are our Capital     

Character & Morals, our Stock-in-Trade

Friends are our General Reserves

Values & Behavior are our Goodwill

Patience is our Interest Earned

Love is our Dividend

Children are our Bonus Issues

Education is Brands / Patents

Knowledge is our Investment

Experience is our Premium Account

The Aim is to Tally the Balance Sheet Accuratel.

The Goal is to get the Best Presented

Accounts Award.

       God Bless U  

Dear Reader

Every day we encounter  

New Challenges,

New Problems,

New Experiences,

New Happiness,

New Difficulties,

NEW Results,

And so many more NEWER EXPOSURES.

These are the PHASES OF LIFE.

The ball is in our court,

Whether we learn from it or we just allow it to pass.

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