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Who will win ?

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“Grandma, please tell me story” A 5 years old boy asked to his grandmother, “You forgot yesterday also. Tell me now”Grandma looked into eyes of cute little boy, smiled and softly said,”Ok, listen…Once upon a time, there was an open swimming competition in one village. 
Participants have to swim from one side of the lack to another side. Total distance to swim was around 500meters and winning prize was Rs. 10,000/- which was so much for village people, around 20 years ago. But only hurdle in the competition was, there were crocodile family leaving there into the lake."Crocodiles?" boy surprisingly whispered."Yes dear" Grandma continue...
 At given time almost everyone gathered at lake and terrifyingly just before the race people saw Crocodile around the starting point. Everyone was scared; no one was ready to jump, no one want to win the race. Prize was 10,000/- but life is priceless. So finally, officially race started but no one tried to win the race, no one jumped …

Brink Of Eternity

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In desperate hope I go and search for her  in all the corners of my room;  I find her not. 
My house is small  and what once has gone from it can never be regained. 
But infinite is thy mansion, my lord,  and seeking her I have to come to thy door. 
I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky  and I lift my eager eyes to thy face. 
I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing can vanish  no hope, no happiness, no vision of a face seen through tears. 
Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean,  plunge it into the deepest fullness.  Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch  in the allness of the universe.

By Rabindranath Tagore

Passing breeze

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Yes, I know,
this is nothing but thy love.

O beloved of my heart,
this golden light that dances upon the leaves,
these idle clouds sailing across the sky,
this passing breeze leaving its coolness
upon my forehead.
The morning light has flooded my eyes,
this is thy message to my heart.

Thy face is bent from above,
thy eyes look down on my eyes,
and my heart has touched thy feet.

By Rabindranath Tagore

Flower

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Pluck this little flower and take it,
delay not! I fear lest it
droop and drop into the dust.

I may not find a place in thy garland,
but honour it with a touch of
pain from thy hand and pluck it.
I fear lest the day end before I am aware,
and the time of offering go by.

Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint,
use this flower in thy service and pluck it while there is time.

By Rabindranath Tagore

I can do it !

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Business executive was deep in debt and could see no way out.

Creditors were closing in on him. Suppliers were demanding payment. He sat on the park bench, head in hands, wondering if anything could save his company from bankruptcy.

Suddenly an old man appeared before him. "I can see that something is troubling you," he said. After listening to the executive's woes, the old man said, "I believe I can help you."

He asked the man his name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying, "Take this money. Meet me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me back at that time."

Then he turned and disappeared as quickly as he had come.

The business executive saw in his hand a check for $500,000, signed by John D. Rockefeller, then one of the richest men in the world!

"I can erase my money worries in an instant!" he realized. But instead, the executive decided to put the uncashed check in his safe. Just knowing it was there might give him…

Hold on yet a while, Brave heart...

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If the sun by the cloud is hidden a bit, If the welkin shows but gloom, Still hold on yet a while, brave heart, The victory is sure to come.
No winter was but summer came behind, Each hollow crests the wave, They push each other in light and shade; Be steady then and brave.
The duties of life are sore indeed, And its pleasures fleeting, vain, The goal so shadowy seems and dim, Yet plod on through the dark, brave heart, With all thy might and main.
Not a work will be lost, no struggle vain, Though hopes be blighted, powers gone; Of thy loins shall come the heirs to all, Then hold on yet a while, brave soul, No good is e’er undone.
Though the good and the wise in life are few, Yet theirs are the reins to lead, The masses know but late the worth; Heed none and gently guide.
With thee are those who see afar, With thee is the Lord of might, All blessings pour on thee, great soul, To thee may all come right!

By Swami Vivekananda (CW Vol 4. Page 389)

Put the glass down today !

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Once a professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see and asked the student,"How much do you think this glass weights ?"
"50 gms!"... "100 gms!"... "125 gms!"... the student answered.

"I really don't know unless I weigh it," said the professor, "but, my question is:
What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?"
'Nothing' ..the students said.

'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked.
'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the student.

"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"
"Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to hospital for sure!"... ventured another student & all the students laughed.

"Very good." "But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?"asked the pr…