Every need brings
what’s needed.
Pain bears its
cure like a child.
Having nothing
produces provisions.
Ask a difficult question,
and the marvelous
answer appears.
Rumi ❤️❤️
Category: The School Of Life!
Life is an endless voyage!! A voyage for which even the skilled mariner cant build a compass predicting the exact directions it may take! No cartographer has ever drawn an atlas locating the territories we may travel to! Because in the voyage of life your fortunes will travel up north one Sunday and on Monday it will head south bringing you misfortunes! You might have planned ahead to reach the summit but the voyage of life would have another plans taking you to uncharted territories when you least expect it! The Schools or the Streets don’t provide you answers for the questions life throws at you!! Not Self help books but the Past masters who summed up the meaning of life succinctly in beautiful verses are your Beacons of Hope here! Through their clairvoyance they convey great lessons about what really matters in life aphoristically but cryptically of course!!
World’s 8 superb lessons worth sharing:
Shakespeare :
Never play with the feelings
of others because you may
win the game but the risk is
that you will surely lose
the person for life.
Napoleon:
The world suffers a lot. Not
because of the violence of
bad people, But because of
the silence of good people.
Einstein :
I am thankful to all those
who said NO to me It’s
because of them I did it
myself.
Abraham Lincoln :
If friendship is your weakest
point then you are the
strongest person in the
world.
Chralie Chaplin :
Laughing faces do not
mean that there is absence
of sorrow! But it means that
they have the ability to deal
with it.
William Arthur :
Opportunities are like
sunrises, if you wait too
long you can miss them.
Hitler :
When you are in the light,
Everything follows you, But
when you enter into the
dark, Even your own shadow
doesn’t follow you.
Vivekananda :
Coin always makes sound
but the currency notes are
always silent. So when
your value increases
keep quiet.
Forwarded as received.
That sight
In your light, I learn how to love
in your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do
and that sight becomes this art.
Rumi ❤️❤️
Kabir: songs of a weaver- 14
Good company engenders happiness,
Bad company breeds sorrow.
Kabir says, head for the place
where you are sure
To find the true Cominetti community.
Sakhi- sangati se sukha upaje.
गणपती क्यों बिठाते हैं?
हर साल गणपती की स्थापना की जाती है . ग्रंथों के अनुसार, महर्षि वेद व्यास ने महाभारत की रचना की है। इसे लिखना कठिनथा। अतः उन्होंने श्री गणेश जी की आराधना की और गणपती जी से महाभारत लिखने की प्रार्थना की।
गणपती जी ने सहमति दी और अनवरत लेखन कार्य प्रारम्भ हुआ . थकान और भूख प्यास से गणेश जी के शरीर का तापमान बढ़े नहीं, इसलिए वेदव्यास ने उनके शरीर पर मिट्टी का लेप किया और भाद्रपद शुक्ल चतुर्थी को गणेश जी की पूजा की।
मिट्टी का लेप सूखने पर गणेश जी के शरीर में अकड़न आ गई, इसी कारण गणेश जी का एक नाम पर्थिव गणेश भी पड़ा।
महाभारत का लेखन कार्य 10 दिनों तक चला।अनंत चतुर्दशी को लेखन कार्य संपन्न हुआ।वेदव्यास ने देखा कि, गणपती का शारीरिक तापमान फिर भी बहुत बढ़ा हुआ है और उनके शरीर पर लेप की गई मिट्टी सूखकर झड़ रही है, तो वेदव्यास ने उन्हें पानी में डाल दिया।
इन दस दिनों में वेदव्यास ने गणेश जी को खाने के लिए विभिन्न पदार्थ दिए।तभी से गणपती बैठाने की प्रथा चल पड़ी। इन दस दिनों में इसीलिए गणेश जी को पसंद विभिन्न भोजन अर्पित किए जाते हैं।।
Courtesy- google
Love from the soul
Darkness may hide the trees
And the flowers from the eyes
But it cannot hide
Love from the soul.
Gibran
Watermelons
The story of watermelons by Manohar Parrikar:
“I am from the village of Parra in Goa, hence we are called Parrikars. My village is famous for its watermelons. When I was a child, the farmers would organise a watermelon-eating contest at the end of the harvest season in May. All the kids would be invited to eat as many watermelons as they wanted. Years later, I went to IIT Mumbai to study engineering. I went back to my village after 6.5 years. I went to the market looking for watermelons. They were all gone. The ones that were there were so small. I went to see the farmer who hosted the watermelon-eating contest. His son had taken over. He would host the contest but there was a difference. When the older farmer gave us watermelons to eat he would ask us to spit out the seeds into a bowl. We were told not to bite into the seeds. He was collecting the seeds for his next crop. We were unpaid child labourers, actually. He kept his best watermelons for the contest and he got the best seeds which would yield even bigger watermelons the next year. His son, when he took over, realised that the larger watermelons would fetch more money in the market so he sold the larger ones and kept the smaller ones for the contest. The next year, the watermelons were smaller, the year later even small. In watermelons the generation is one year. In seven years, Parra’s best watermelons were finished. In humans, generations change after 25 years. It will take us 200 years to figure what we were doing wrong while educating our children.”
Forwarded as received.
Kabir : songs of a weaver-13
Judge your actions with you own mind:
Make only honest transactions.
Falsehood is harmful at the very source:
So go acquired the diamond of truth .
Sakhi- sanche sauda kijiye.
THE NAKED TRUTH
According to a 19th century legend, the Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth: “It’s a marvellous day today”! The Truth looks up to the skies and sighs, for the day was really beautiful. They spend a lot of time together, ultimately arriving beside a well. The Lie tells the Truth: “The water is very nice, let’s take a bath together!” The Truth, once again suspicious, tests the water and discovers that it indeed is very nice.
They undress and start bathing. Suddenly, the Lie comes out of the water, puts on the clothes of the Truth and runs away. The furious Truth comes out of the well and runs everywhere to find the Lie and to get her clothes back.
The World, seeing the Truth naked, turns its gaze away, with contempt and rage. The poor Truth returns to the well and disappears forever, hiding therein, its shame. Since then, the Lie travels around the world, dressed as the Truth, satisfying the needs of society, because, the World, in any case, harbours no wish at all to meet the naked Truth.
Forwarded as received.
Kabir: song of a weaver-12
Speech is priceless when it comes
From someone who knows how to speak.
Weigh it in your hearts balance
Before it leaves your mouth.
Sakhi- boli to Anmol hai .
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