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What is noble?

What is noble? To inherit wealth? Having an estate? Possessing a high degree? What is truly noble? Let’s have a few thoughts with a noble poem.
We find nobility in acts done for social welfare. We may find nobility in donating food, shelter, and clothes to the poor. We may find it in rescuing the needy from calamity. We may find it in helping others. Any act done out of kindness and mercy, we call it noble. But we may get fame out of it. Our ego may get boosted in giving. Only a man himself and God can observe the purpose of the act.  
Surely the kind act is noble. But true nobility has higher merit. In this little poem, the poet says that it’s something greater far must enter into life’s majestic span. True nobility resides within the finer portion of the mind and heart that is linked with divinity.
It’s in the upliftment of a man. When we feel oneness with others. When we feel divinity in relationship with others. When we feel the divine brotherhood that brings nobility in life. So any…

Shake it off and step up

One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. 
At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.
As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on…

Out in the fields with God

Hurry, worry and curry! Isn’t it describing our lives? We run behind the success and invite worries. We haste in achieving worldly possessions. And in celerity, we miss enjoying life. Life is beautiful, when we enjoy it fully.     
Here is a wonderful poem about living a life with joy. The poet wonders in nature and loses petty cares. Among the play of winds and rustling of trees, among the singing of birds and humming of bees, he forgets niggling of life. Nature is the divine creation of God. As it hasn’t ego, when wonder in it, ruffles of life turns into smooth. 
Sometimes we feel down due to foolish fears of what may happen. We may feel blue due to imaginary menace. The poet cast it away in husking of the corn and nodding of drowsy poppies. 
He finds the presence of God in nature. Where ill thoughts die and good thoughts are born. Understanding of nearness of God makes us happy in all situations. In pain and pine, when we feel that God is with me and within me, it makes us happy. This…

આપણે ભરોસે આપણે ચાલીએ

Some complain; some excuse; some escape; but the brave faces. It’s easy to defend, it’s easy to flee, it’s easy to disappear, but it’s difficult to face. We may seek help when we are in difficulty. We may expect someone to come and rescue us. It creates an illusion in life. Never be dependent on others. 
Awake and arise! Self-awareness is the beginning of wisdom. When almighty God is with us and within us, what else we need. Self-realization makes us self-reliant. Think and feel it. Always say: I am great, potential and divine. I can do anything and everything. 
Here is a little poem in my mother tongue. It made me aware that I should never seek help outside. When we look within, we find an immersive source of worth and might. We have already been gifted with brain and brawn. Why expect someone, when we are able to save the self. Realize and reveal the undercurrent. Infuse the undaunted spirit within. 
It’s a really self-awakeing poem: 
આપણે ભરોસે આપણે ચાલીએ
હો ભેરુ મારા, આપણે ભરોસે આપણે હ…

Absence to abundance

Absence! deficiency! shortage! Are we tired of? Are we weary due to the same prolonged situation? This is the right post to read and come up. Arise and awake! Don’t sink into the situation. I came across these points to rejuvenate. Revitalize the self, it’s the only way to revive. 
Life is gameplay. We must cultivate the player spirit. Whatever the game offers us, success or failure, we must accept it with a smiling face. We neither have to quit nor throw away. We must play on it. 
God gifts us joy and woe to make us grow. We stuck and stop journey due to them. If it's pleasure, it boosts up enthusiasm. And if it's a pain, it makes us stronger. In both ways, God cares for us. When we go on with this clear understanding, life becomes easy. 
Difficulties are blessings of God. God sends them to make us powerful and mighty. So don’t grumble during them, but ignite and make ways out of them. Learn from them. This is the best way to develop self from hurdles. 
We may be dejected du…

तू खुद की खोज में निकल

तू खुद की खोज में निकल तू किस लिए हताश है, तू चल तेरे वजूद की समय को भी तलाश है समय को भी तलाश है जो तुझ से लिपटी बेड़ियाँ समझ न इन को वस्त्र तू जो तुझ से लिपटी बेड़ियाँ समझ न इन को वस्त्र तू ये बेड़ियां पिघाल के बना ले इनको शस्त्र तू बना ले इनको शस्त्र तू तू खुद की खोज में निकल तू किस लिए हताश है, तू चल तेरे वजूद की समय को भी तलाश है समय को भी तलाश है
चरित्र जब पवित्र है तोह क्यों है ये दशा तेरी चरित्र जब पवित्र है तोह क्यों है ये दशा तेरी ये पापियों को हक़ नहीं की ले परीक्षा तेरी की ले परीक्षा तेरी तू खुद की खोज में निकल तू किस लिए हताश है तू चल, तेरे वजूद की समय को भी तलाश है

तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे…

मुठ्ठी में कुछ सपने लेकर, भरकर जेबों में आशाएं दिल में है अरमान यही, कुछ कर जाएं… कुछ कर जाएं… सूरज-सा तेज़ नहीं मुझमें, दीपक-सा जलता देखोगे अपनी हद रौशन करने से, तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे…
मैं उस माटी का वृक्ष नहीं जिसको नदियों ने सींचा है… बंजर माटी में पलकर मैंने, मृत्यु से जीवन खींचा है… मैं पत्थर पर लिखी इबारत हूँ, शीशे से कब तक तोड़ोगे.. मिटने वाला मैं नाम नहीं, तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे…
इस जग में जितने ज़ुल्म नहीं, उतने सहने की ताकत है… तानों के भी शोर में रहकर सच कहने की आदत है मैं सागर से भी गहरा हूँ, तुम कितने कंकड़ फेंकोगे चुन-चुन कर आगे बढूँगा मैं, तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे…
झुक-झुककर सीधा खड़ा हुआ, अब फिर झुकने का शौक नहीं.. अपने ही हाथों रचा स्वयं, तुमसे मिटने का खौफ़ नहीं… तुम हालातों की भट्टी में,  जब-जब भी मुझको झोंकोगे… तब तपकर सोना बनूंगा मैं, तुम मुझको कब तक रोक़ोगे…

नर हो, न निराश करो मन को

नर हो, न निराश करो मन को
कुछ काम करो, कुछ काम करो जग में रह कर कुछ नाम करो यह जन्म हुआ किस अर्थ अहो समझो जिसमें यह व्यर्थ न हो कुछ तो उपयुक्त करो तन को नर हो, न निराश करो मन को।
संभलो कि सुयोग न जाय चला कब व्यर्थ हुआ सदुपाय भला समझो जग को न निरा सपना पथ आप प्रशस्त करो अपना अखिलेश्वर है अवलंबन को नर हो, न निराश करो मन को।
जब प्राप्त तुम्हें सब तत्त्व यहाँ फिर जा सकता वह सत्त्व कहाँ तुम स्वत्त्व सुधा रस पान करो उठके अमरत्व विधान करो दवरूप रहो भव कानन को नर हो न निराश करो मन को।
निज गौरव का नित ज्ञान रहे हम भी कुछ हैं यह ध्यान रहे मरणोंत्‍तर गुंजित गान रहे सब जाय अभी पर मान रहे कुछ हो न तज़ो निज साधन को