Vision

There was a bird, which lived in the desert, very sick, no feathers, nothing to eat and drink no shelter to live and kept on cursing his life day and night. One day an Angel was crossing from that desert, bird stopped the Angel and inquired “where are you going?" Angel replied “I am going to meet God". So bird asked angel ' please ask God when my suffering will come to an end?' Angel said “sure, I will and bid a goodbye to bird. Angel reached God's place and shared the message of bird to Him. Angel told Him how pathetic the condition of bird is and inquired when the suffering of the bird will go to end? God replied ' for the next seven life times the bird has to suffer like this, no happiness till then'. Angel said when bird will hear this he will get disheartened could you suggest any solution for this. God replied tell him to recite this mantra “Thank you God for everything”. Angel met the bird again and delivered the message of Go

Patience is not only an ability to wait; but being steady, calm and serene while waiting out of faith. It’s about to withstand with equanimity. In an hour of waiting, we babble against time and fate. It’s nothing but one kind of complaining. We prattle or bloviate; but instead of it we can believe; my shall come to me. Though Burroughs was burdened by many problems and responsibilities at the time, thought the outlook for the future was anything but promising, he did not “rave against time or fate.” He did not become bitter, impatient, resentful. He looked within himself and found his own tranquility. In the midst of turmoil and uncertainty he was able to write, “Serene, I fold my hands and wait.” We reap what we have sown. It is inevitable. We can not avoid it. Fruits will be ripen and meet me at right time and in the right space. It is assured to come. As a brook springs and sprints in the rain; it draws and flows certainly. In this disquieting times, “Waiting” ha

Every moment we live in is new and refreshing. We can not experience the same moment again. If we put a hand in a river, we can not feel the same water all the time. The moment I speak one word, I can not experience the same moment even after uttering the same word again. Change occurs at every moment. It is not the same moment I live in. So it is said, “Only one thing is constant, it is change.” An awesome Subhashit in Sanskrit... पुनः प्रभातं पुनरेव शर्वरी पुनः शशांकः पुनरुद्यते रविः । कालस्य किं गच्छति याति यौवनं तथापि लोकः कथितं न बुध्यते ॥ फिर से प्रभात, फिर से रात्रि, फिर से चंद्र, और फिर से सूरज का उगना ! काल का क्या जाता है ? कुछ नहीं; यह तो यौवन जाता है, (पर) लोग कहाँ समज़ते हैं ? Again a morning and again a night, again a moon and again a sun. Nothing passes but the youth. In spite of all, people do not realize. So I am here in the now and every moment is fresh and new. “Here & now” is “Fresh & new” these are simple words but when we realize

“Proclaim to the whole world with trumpet voice, there is no sin in you, there is no misery in you, you are the reservoir of omnipotent power. Arise, awake, and manifest the divinity within !” ~ Swami Vivekananda   This is a small story of a lion cub. It was in the same mental trap as we live whole life in. Mental fog is the biggest hurdle to see clearly.   There was once a baby lion left by its dying mother among some sheep. The sheep fed it and gave it shelter. The lion grew apace and said "Ba-a-a" when the sheep said "Ba-a-a". One day another lion came by. "What do you do here?" said the second lion in astonishment: for he heard the sheep-lion bleating with the rest. "Ba-a-a," said the other. "I am a little sheep, I am a little sheep, I am frightened." "Nonsense!" roared the first lion, "come with me; I will show you." And he took him to the side of a smooth stream and showed him that w