Vision

Age is a quality of mind If you have left your dreams behind If your ambitions’ fires are dead If you no longer look ahead If hope is cold… Then you are old…then you are old But If from life you take the best If in life you keep the jest No matter how years go by No matter how birthdays fly If love you hold… Then you are not old…then you are not old Anonymous

“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 ra

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

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

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

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 wa

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

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?"

A father left 17 camels as an asset for his three sons. When the father passed away, his sons opened up the will. The Will of the father stated that the eldest son should get half of 17 camels while the middle son should be given 1/3rd (one-third). The youngest son should be given 1/9th (one-ninth) of the 17 camels. As it is not possible to divide 17 into half or 17 by 3 or 17 by 9, three sons started to fight with each other. Later, the three sons decided to go to a wise man. The wise man listened patiently about the Will. The wise man, after giving this thought, brought one of his own camel and added the same to 17. That increased the total to 18 camels. Now, he started reading the deceased father’s will. Half of 18 = 9. So he gave the eldest son 9 camels 1/3rd of 18 = 6. So he gave the middle son 6 camels 1/9th of 18 = 2. So he gave the youngest son 2 camels. Now add this up : 9 plus 6 plus 2 is 17 and this leaves one camel, which the wise man to

Little drops of water, little grains of sand, make the mighty ocean and the beauteous land. And the little moments, humble though they may be, make the mighty ages of eternity. Little deeds of kindness, little words of love, make our earth an Eden, like the heaven above. So our little errors lead the soul away, from the paths of virtue into sin to stray. Little seeds of mercy sown by youthful hands, grow to bless the nations far in heathen lands. Glory then for ever be to God on high, beautiful and loving, to eternity.  By Julia Carney, 1845. 

Once upon a time, a very strong woodcutter asked for a job with a timber merchant, and he got it. The pay was really good and so were the work conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best. His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work. The first day, the woodcutter brought 21 trees. “Congratulations,” the boss said. “Go on that way!” Very motivated by the boss’ words, the woodcutter tried harder the next day but he only could bring 17 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but he only could bring 10 trees. Day after day he was bringing less and less trees. “I must be losing my strength”, the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on. “When was the last time you sharpened your axe?” the boss asked. “Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy tryin

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 stil

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

Have you ever watched kids o n a merry-go-round ? Or listened to the rain s lapping on the ground ? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight ? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night ? You better slow down,  d on’t dance so fast; Time is short,  t he music won’t last. Do you run through,  e ach day on the fly ? When you ask “How are you ?”,  Do you hear the reply ? When the day is done,  d o you lie in your bed; With the next hundred chores,  r unning through your head ? You would better slow down,  d on’t dance so fast; Time is short,  t he music won’t last. Ever told your child,  w e will do it tomorrow ? And in your hast,  Not see his sorrow ? Ever lost touch,  l et a good friendship die; Cause you never had time,  t o call and say “Hi” ? You would better slow down,  d on’t dance so fast; Time is short,  t he 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…

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

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. Who looks outside, dreams; Who looks inside, awakes. ~ Carl Jung

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

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 en

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 wi