Why do people read Bhagawad Geeta ??
27 Feb 2008 7 Comments
in And miles to go before I sleep Tags: Epics, knowledge in an e mail.., wisdom
This is a beautiful story – if inspired please pass it on, else keep it can’t say when it might inspire you!
An old Farmer lived on a farm in the mountains with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Bhagavat Geeta.
His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, ‘Grandpa! I try to read the Bhagavat Geeta just like you but I don’t understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Bhagavat Geeta do?’
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, ‘Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water.’
The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house.
The grandfather laughed and said, ‘You’ll have to move a little faster next time,’ and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.
This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home.
Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, ‘I don’t want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You’re just not trying hard enough,’ and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.
At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.
The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, ‘See Grandpa, it’s useless!’
’So you think it is useless?’ The old man said, ‘Look at the basket.’
The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.
‘Son, that’s what happens when you read the Bhagavat Geeta. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Krishna in our lives.’
I got this in an e mail.
I thought I an share this here .
‘Celebrate Life. Care for others and Share whatever you have with
Those less fortunate than you.
Broaden your vision, for the whole world belongs to you.’
Ide nanna uttaraa.. Answers to vani’s tag
25 Nov 2007 Leave a Comment
in And miles to go before I sleep, myself
Q1. Are you happy/ satisfied with your blog, with its content and look?
wrt content ..ok for a person who literally robs time to blog. Looks : not very..
Q2. Does your family know about your blog?
Yes.
Q3. Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or you just consider it as a private thing?
No . But I don’t tell all and sundry about it.
Q4. Did blogs cause positive changes in your thoughts?
Yes, my ‘vision’ has improved !!
Q5. Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or you love to go and discover more by yourself?
I do explore—when time permits.
Q6. What does visitors counter mean to you? Do you care about putting it in your blog?
It does.
Q7. Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?
Yes. I have met only a very few of my fellow bloggers.
Q8. Do you think there is a real benefit for blogging?
Yes. It helps in getting things off one’s chest. It also works as a sounding board .
Q9. Do you think that bloggers’ society is isolated from real world or interacts with events?
No .
Q10. Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it’s a normal thing?
It doesn’t annoy me.
Q11. Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them? I avoid commenting on controversial posts blogs.
Q12. Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?
I did not know this.
Q13. Did you think about what will happen to your blog after you die?
No
.Q14. What do you like to hear? What’s the song you might like to put a link to, in your blog?
I like many songs. I would like to put a link to : 1. S. Janaki’s Karedaru kelade, 2. Rafi’s Man tadapat 3. SPB’s koodakke kukkrahalli kere…. 4. Kishore Kumar’s Paanch ruppaiyya…
5. Geeta Dutt’s Vakt ne kiya kya haseen sitam
6. Dr. Balamuralikrishna’s bhakta ramdas’s bhajans.
7. Hariprasad Chaurasia’s Ahir bhairav
8. Shiv Kumar Sharma’s call of the valley.
And many more…..
I tag Nikhil of milcote .wordpress.com
BREAST CANCER
08 Nov 2007 2 Comments
in And miles to go before I sleep Tags: breast cancer, health
–AWARENESS is the first defence.
I read an article in The Hindu recently and felt that I must write about breast cancer.
It has been a fearsome dagger hanging on many women in the recent past.
Women who are have had premature menopause, obesity,and a familly history are more likely to develop breast cancer .For many people the word that scares is ‘surgery’.ther are other options(-depending on the stage though).
The author has dealt very well with financial implications. She has also warned readers about the possibilities of patients being shortchanged.
One can read about it in detail here..
http://www.hindu.com/mag/2007/10/28/stories/2007102850190600.htm
A touching poem by Sally Meyer.
27 Sep 2007 10 Comments
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A POEM TO A CHILD FROM THE MOTHER
TO MY CHILD
Just for this morning, I am going to
Smile when I see your face and laugh
When I feel like crying.
Just for this morning, I will let you
Choose what you want to wear,
And smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning, I am going to step
Over the laundry and pick you up and take you to
The park to play.
Just for this morning,
I will leave the
Dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put
That puzzle of yours together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug
The telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with
You in the backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once,
Not even a tiny grumble when you scream and
Whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one
If he comes by.
Just for this afternoon,
I won’t worry
About what you are going to be when you grow up, or
Second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you
Help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you
Trying to fix them.
Just for this afternoon, I will take us
To McDonald’s and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can
Have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in
My arms and tell you a story about how you were
Born and how much I love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you
Splash in the tub and not get angry.
Just for this evening, I will let you
Stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will snuggle
Beside you for hours, and miss my favourite TV shows.
Just for this evening when I run my
Finger through your hair as you pray, I will simply be
Grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.
I will think about the mothers and
Fathers who are searching for their missing children,
the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children’s
Graves instead of their bedrooms.
The mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms
Watching their children suffer senselessly
and screaming inside that little body
And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold
You a little tighter, a little longer.
It is then,
That I will thank God for you, and ask him for
Nothing, except one more day………….
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I don’t know the name of the poet.
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