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Rich dad; wise son

The short anecdote is about a father and son. The father is wealthy and, believing his son will learn from the trip, he takes the little guy to “see how poor people live.”
The dad thinks the encounter will motivate his son to work hard so that he never his live like those people. What his son learns instead blows the father away.
“One day a very wealthy father took his son on a trip to the country for the sole purpose of showing his son how it was to be poor. They spent a few days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.”
“After their return from the trip, the father asked his son how he liked the trip. ‘It was great, Dad,’ the son replied. ‘Did you see how poor people can be?’ the father asked. ‘Oh Yeah,’ said the son.”
“After their return from the trip, the father asked his son how he liked the trip. ‘It was great, Dad,’ the son replied. ‘Did you see how poor people can be?’ the father asked. ‘Oh Yeah,’ said the son.”
“’So what did you learn from the trip?’…

Life is like a cup of coffee

“Every man dies. Not every man really lives.” ~ William Wallace.
In life we may miss to live. What needs more importance, we give it less; what needs less importance, we give it more. Here is a short story about it.
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: “If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones.
While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.
Be assured that the cup itself adds no quali…

To the sons of India

We have been celebrating Independence day for many years. But still a question arises in mind: Are we really free and independent ?
We are mad about materialism. We abuse our Motherland and fly abroad. We are ready to compromise anything if we get paid high. We do useless tasks in foreign lands for the sake of money and procrastinate India. Braindrain is the critical tragedy of India.
Man is becoming more self centered day by day. We are not ready to let go in family. We choose to live in nuclear family now. Human relations have lost aroma. They are more artificial now. Actually we are being professional.
We are crazy about Economic development and Technical development. We ignore Human development and Character development for that. Moral and spiritual values have been  degrading everyday. Humanity is being hunted.
We are giving priority to foreign languages. We consider the most scientific and rich language Sanskrit is dead now. A few is interested in learning it. Even we feel it as…

The life heroic

Heroes! In any field! We watch them, follow them. We listen to the tells of them. We call them the top influencers of the world or the country. We try to think and act like them. And we hardly give attention to losers. Even we ignore them.
Our definition of success is the man with all possessions. We think that the man is successful when he is highly educated, having a high post, having a bang in banking, having a big bungalow and a luxury car and so on.
Let us try to go deep in this. It may be possible that who is having all these, damaged his mental balance or lost his health or degraded in family values or descended in spiritual values. They may have compromised many other aspects of life in achieving worldly articles and artifacts.
Aren't we find it necessary to think over it? It is very difficult to decide success or failure. What seems to be a success, it may be outer glitter only. What seems to be a failure, it may be an inner ecstasy.
According to me, success or failure doesn’…