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God gave me an angel !

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God gave me an angel right here on earth
She taught me values and gave me self worth

She guides me though life with her wisdom,
God’s light…she steers me from wrong,
and leads me towards right.

She stands by my side,
When things are rough.
She taught me in bad times,
We need to be tough.

She’s there when I need her,
Through out all my years.
She laughs with me in happy times,
And comforts my tears.

My angel on earth was sent from above,
She’s paid not in wages but with eternal love,
She’s been my confidante, my rock, my protector.

And when God says her time is through,
I know I won’t forget her.
She needs not a halo or silken wings of grace,
For the glory of God’s love shines upon her face.

My guardian angel,
Can be replaced by no other.
She’s God’s gift to me,
I call her my dear mother !

It is hard to believe that you are not coming back,
I cannot be strong; it is courage that I lack.
It has been months since your death happened,
Although it still seems like yesterday.

But sometimes it feels like you are somewh…

Faith in God

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No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from Fear. 

O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life - that in me hast rest,
As I - Undying Life- have power in Thee !

Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts, unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.

To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thine infinity;
So surely anchored on
The steadfast rock of immortality.

With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears.

Though Earth and moon were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every Existence would exist in Thee.

There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou - Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

By Emily Bronte

Listen the music of life !

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Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round ?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground ?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight ?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night ?

You better slow down,  don’t dance so fast;
Time is short,  the music won’t last.

Do you run through,  each day on the fly ?
When you ask “How are you ?”,  Do you hear the reply ?

When the day is done,  do you lie in your bed;
With the next hundred chores,  running through your head ?

You would better slow down,  don’t dance so fast;
Time is short,  the music won’t last.

Ever told your child,  we will do it tomorrow ?
And in your hast,  Not see his sorrow ?

Ever lost touch,  let a good friendship die;
Cause you never had time,  to call and say “Hi” ?

You would better slow down,  don’t dance so fast;
Time is short,  the music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere;
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day;
It is like an unopened gift… Thrown away.

Life is not a race,  do take it slower;
H…

Sense of appreciation

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One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision. The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, Never had a year when he did not score.
The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" The youth answered "none". The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?" The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees."
The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
The director asked, "Have you ever helped your …

The one you feed !

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One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside all people. He said, 'My son, the battle is between two 'wolves' inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, confidence, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.'

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: 'Which wolf wins?'

The old Cherokee simply replied, 'The one you feed.' So always think positive and be the master of self not the slave.

Delight Eternal

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These are few drops from the ocean of infinite (Upanishads)

(1) Transliteration :

Yo vai bhuma tat sukham,
Nalpe sukham asti,
Bhumaiva sukham. ...Upanishada...

Translation :

The Infinite is the satisfying happiness.
In the finite no happiness can ever breathe.
The Infinite alone is the fulfilling happiness.

Meaning :

The Life Infinite is the Delight Infinite.
The finite is a stranger to the infinite Happiness.
Infinity without Delight means the creation without a Creator.
Indeed, this is absurd.
Delight without Infinity means the Creator without the creation.
Indeed, this is equally absurd.

(2) Transliteration :

Anandadd hy eva khalv imani bhutani jayante,
Anandena jatani jivanti
Anandam prayantyabhisam visanti...Upanishada...

Translation :

From Delight we came into existence.
In Delight we grow.
At the end of our journey’s close,
Into Delight we retire.

Meaning :

God has written an open letter to His human children.
His letter runs:
“My sweetest children,
you are the only delight of
My un…

A little perspective

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Thirty Second Quiz !...

Just read... if you can't answer them, just keep going…

1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America contest.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer prize.
5. Name the last five Academy Award winners for Best Actor and Actress.

How did you do? The point is, none of us remembers the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They're the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.

Now here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:

1. Name three teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending tim…

Imminence of God

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I am still here
Please don’t morn for me
I am still here
Though you can’t see

I am right by your side
Each night and day
And within your heart
Is where I long to stay

My body is gone
But I am always near
I am everything you feel
See and here

My spirit is free
But I will never depart
Just as long as you keep me
Alive in your heart

I will never wander
Out of your sight
I am the brightest star
That shines in the night

I will never be
Beyond your reach
I am the pure white snow
That blankets the ground

I am the beautiful flower
Of which you are so fond
And I am the clear water
That basills in pond

I am the first bright blossom
That you see in the spring
I am the first elegant rainbow
That April will bring

I am the first ray of light
When the sun starts to shine
And you will always see in the night
That every face on the moon is mine

When you to think
That there is no one to love
You can talk to me
Through the lord above

I will whisper my answers
Through the limbs of the trees
And you will always feel my presence
Through every soft …

Awaken us from ignorance

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Behold, Usha... the beautiful dawn... Heaven’s darling daughter decked in pure pious white, the goddess of worldly wealth in its entirety.... has slowly emerged in her magnificence and vermillion splendor to brighten the eastern hemisphere!
Oh, most lovely and lucky lady of golden hue and luster, spread your light here and everywhere to awaken us from the deep inertia of ignorance.

Rig Veda

Don't cry; enjoy.

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A wise man once sat in the audience & cracked a joke.
All laughed like crazy. After a moment he cracked the same joke again and a little less people laughed this time. He cracked the same joke again & again, when there was no laughter in the crowd, he smiled and said,
“When u can’t laugh on the same joke again & again, then why do u keep crying over the same thing over and over again”
Life is small and moments are less.. Don't waste it ...Just enjoy...

Wonderful lines from ZMND.

जब  जब  दर्द  का  बादल  छाया
जब  ग़म  का  साया  लहराया
जब  आंसू  पलकों  तक  आया
जब  यह  तनहा  दिल  घबराया
हमने  दिल  को  यह  समझाया
दिल   आखिर  तू  क्यूँ  रोता  है
दुनिया  में  यूँही  होता  है
यह  जो  गहरे  सन्नाटे  हैं
वक़्त  ने  सबको  ही  बांटे  हैं
थोडा  ग़म   है  सबका  किस्सा
थोड़ी  धूप  है  सबका  हिस्सा
आँख  तेरी  बेकार  ही  नम  हैं
हर  पल  एक  नया  मौसम  है
क्यूँ  तू  ऐसे  पल  खोता  हैदिल  आखिर  तू  क्यूँ  रोता  है

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हर एक लम्हे से मिलो तुम खोले अपनी बाहे हर पल एक नया समां देखे ये निगाहे’…!!!

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Tell problems you have a big God !

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Two men went fishing. One was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't. Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back.The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing the man waste good fish. Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch he asked.

The inexperienced fisherman replied, I only have a small frying pan.

Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throwback the big plans, big dreams, big jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small.

We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a bigger frying pan, yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith. Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything God brings our way.

You can do all things th…

Unending love

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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Rabindranath Tagore...

To Make You Win

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Do not give up and do not give in,
For hope is there to make you win.

Whether through trouble or through pain,
The lesson should never be in vain.

Starting through the night,
It might feel you have lost sight.

But behold just a few moments more,
And light will break through with a roar.

Do not give up and do not give in,
For hope is there to make you win.

Anonymous

Hope is the thing with feathers

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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

By Emily Dickinson

The little fluit

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Thou hast made me endless,
such is thy pleasure.
This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again,
and fillest it ever with fresh life.

This little flute of a reed thou hast
carried over hills and dales,
and hast breathed through it
melodies eternally new.

At the immortal touch
of thy hands my little heart loses
its limits in joy and gives birth
to utterance ineffable.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on
these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourest,
and still there is room to fill.

By Rabindranath Tagore