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Word spread across the countryside about the wise Holy Man who lived in a small house atop the mountain. A man from the village decided to make the long and difficult journey to visit him. When he arrived at the house, he saw an old servant inside who greeted him at the door. “I would like to see the wise Holy Man,” he said to the servant. The servant smiled and led him inside. As they walked through the house, the man from the village looked eagerly around the house, anticipating his encounter with the Holy Man. Before he knew it, he had been led to the back door and escorted outside. He stopped and turned to the servant, “But I want to see the Holy Man!”

“You already have,” said the old man. “Everyone you may meet in life, even if they appear plain and insignificant… see each of them as a wise Holy Man. If you do this, then whatever problem you brought here today will be solved.”

People’s reactions to this story:

  • ” This reminds me of Jesus. He was born a simple carpenter’s son. It also reminded me of Martin Luther King believing that we are all human and worthy of respect.”
  • “Anticipation of something may be greater than the thing itself. Anticipation of looks is always a mistake.”
  • “You can’t judge a book by its cover.”
  • “This is too obvious to be a story. You don’t have to think about the point and make it yours. It just hits you on the head.”
  • “Every step you take in life is significant. There are meanings to all and every event that takes place.”
  • “The man in the story got lost looking for a deep solution to his problem, when all along the answer was right on the surface.”
  • “Everyone you meet in life will know something about life that you may not.”
  • “If you feel love and respect for all people that you meet, you will receive inward peace.”

Somewhere from the internet … true stories are buried.

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Posted by on September 20, 2011 in Stories

 

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Today … Morrow …

There was a kingdom where the kings could rule only for a span of five years. After that the king would be taken across a river full of sharks and left in a forest where wild animals roam free. The king in our story ruled for five years in great pomp and splendor, enjoying the royal power and glory. At the end of it, when he was taken across the river, he was trembling with fear and finally met his fate, as did many of his ancestors.  

The next king to be crowned enquired about the details of how the earlier king met his end and trembled all through his reign, unable to sleep in peace for even a single day. Finally, what he feared most came about and he was also dumped in the wild forest. The king who followed him on the throne decided that there was plenty of time and the first three years could be enjoyed without any worries of the future. The years flew past and he had no plan of action. He was confused and puzzled about how to handle the situation, till the final day came and ended his agony.

Next came a king who was much smarter. The wise leader knew the fate of his predecessors. He ruled very efficiently, and took good care of the citizens. When the time came for him to leave, the people were very reluctant to let him go. However, rules are rules and they had to bid good bye to him. The king was as cheerful as ever and ordered that the boat be well decorated, fit for a king. Happily, with a song on his lips, he took leave of his people and sat in the boat. It was the same boatman, who had ferried the other three kings across. He could not understand how this king was so cheerful and not at all afraid like the others. Slowly, he asked the king the secret of his strange behavior.

The king laughed and said, ‘Do you think I did nothing in the last five years to meet this moment? I sent engineers and forest officials to clear the forest there, tame the animals and make the place habitable. Look there…..’ He pointed to the other bank. Sure enough there were palatial buildings visible in the distance and a group of people waiting with garlands to welcome him on the banks of the river! 

Why wait to act or fear about the future? Today’s wisdom and courage to act will shape a better tomorrow…”

Another Story for today from the Internet

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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Reaction Vs Response

Suddenly, a cockroach flew from somewhere and sat on a lady. I wondered if this was the cockroach’s response to all the glory that was spoken about it! She started screaming out of fear. With panic stricken face and trembling voice, she started jumping, with both her hands desperately trying to get rid of the cockroach. Her reaction was contagious, as everyone in her group got cranky to what was happening. The lady finally managed to push the cockroach to another lady in the group. Now, it was the turn of the other lady in the group to continue the drama. The waiter rushed forward to their rescue. In the relay of throwing, the cockroach next fell upon the waiter. The waiter stood firm, composed himself and observed the behavior of the cockroach on his shirt. When he was confident enough, he grabbed and threw it outwit his fingers. Sipping my coffee and watching the amusement, the antenna of my mind picked up a few thoughts and started wondering, was the cockroach responsible for their histrionic behavior? If so, then why was the waiter not disturbed? He handled it near to perfection, without any chaos. It is not the cockroach, but the inability of the ladies to handle the disturbance caused by the cockroach that disturbed the ladies. I realized even in my case then, it is not the shouting of my father or my boss that disturbs me, but it’s my inability to handle the disturbances caused by their shouting that disturbs me. It’s not the traffic jams on the road that disturbs me, but my inability to handle the disturbance caused by the traffic jam that disturbs me. More than the problem, it’s my reaction to the problem that hurts me. We should not react in life, we should always respond. Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always intellectual….”

From, Somewhere on the internet… A lesson to learn today 🙂

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

 

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Nageshwararao Park – Mylapore – Chennai

நாகேஸ்வரராவ் பார்க் – மயிலாப்பூர் சென்னை

Childhood thoughts:

It was a sin to visit a park, what i have heard from my family and never visited one.

Teenage thoughts:

Lets be a part of the sin 🙂

SMA Razvi, one of my best shool days friends visited this place with his family and found a girl that he admired and wanted to find her house. Thatz how I knew this place. This is the single thought I had when I heard the word Nageshwararao park.

I have seen it from a distance, Walked with Sudha when we were in school around Nageshwararao park but never thought of going inside, Just thought it was another park. (May be)

Scouting and a reason to go to parks:

When my baby wanted to get out of the house, other than the beach in chennai was this park. I was amazed the way to see the park, the same one that I have walked besides it each day, from my dear mylapore to every part of the city.

When I started digging more on this park, learned a lot of things that brought my childhood back.

One of the pleasuere places in Mylapore.

 
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Posted by on August 26, 2010 in Uncategorized

 

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Lamasa clay work

Clay has now changed me lesuire time to the most dedicated and kid like learning experience.

None of the clays are available in India, hence I have to get the raw material from the hardware shop and start preparing the clay, normally takes a overninght to get ready. Way ready when its soft.

Aarthi from PolyCraft academy was my trainer in Chennai when i took my core leave in May 2010.

You can find them @ – http://www.flickr.com/photos/51332099@N08

 
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Posted by on August 26, 2010 in Hobby

 

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Trip 2 AAraku Valley

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A family of 4 (Abhi & Ravi, Arun & Nalini, Bala & Anitha, Sudha & Satya, Swetha) plan a trip to Aaraku Valley, a hill station, 110kms far from Visakhapatnaam(Vizag) in Andhra-Pradesh.

We started around 6:06 PM on 26th Dec 2008, to catch the 6:25 train and found out that was a morning train and waited till 6:45PM for the other train and then moved to Secundradab railway station, boarded the train to Vizag.

Snapped while landing at Vizag

Snapped while landing at Vizag

The first place we visited was the beach at Vizag, sexy as it can be with snails and crabs all over crawling our path and bet you swetha my doll enjoyed it like anything. We used the local boat to travel in the sea for 200 meters and back, it was a real amazing exp for all.

We toured on the rope car and moved all around Vizag, a dream place to be along. Where you see the Mountains, water and the cool breeze all over, the sun did not kill us and the beach dint smell like the one in Chennai, Marina. The sand was clear with no dirt, people enjoyed the beach, the water, the sun, the sand and the small creatures that moved here and there. Swethu was busy understanding them and collecting shells. She wanted to ride the horse that we had to postpond after a while since we had to visit a lot of other places.

Then we hit the Deluxe Hotel for the lunch and then roamed down a bit to do some shopping. We also hit the aquarium and the Borra Caves. Borra caves were really good to watch. Have a look at the pics.

 
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Posted by on August 26, 2010 in Trips

 

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The night before 2008

We joined together to have some fun and it turned out to be wild…

It was around 1:00 PM (afternoon dude), we dediced to break and move to lunch with a gang of nearly 40 ppl from my office. Then we decided to move on than the lunch since most of the ppl are veggie and wouldnt prefer to drink. So we hightlighted a cool plan and said lets hit Haveli.

Haveli is the hotel in Hyderabad that served the Muhal kingdom, The richness lies in the spices used by the Muhal’s. As of today, none of the dishes are available even if you would love to pay for them. Something like the Pilaf, Paella, Jambalaya, Risotto, Fried rice Cuisine of Xinjiang, Biryani, Chelow kabab & Khoresht all these could be found at wikipedia.

Haveli, was our den, we used to spend endless moments with our gang, the august way and the rich dishes were cool. When we reserved a table and went in, found out that most of the places were occupied with family and found it bad to start off like that, hence we had to wait till 3:30, since the lunch closed on 3:30, we hit a local Chanda nagar bar spot 1 and had a single beer (Budwiser) each and then moved on the Haveli again and spend till 8:00 pm.

Rushed home as the deal wasnt so good and had another single beer with Tekeila (Gold).  There goes the new year with fun and filled moments of suprises.

Wish you and your loved onces a very happy new year 2009.

Infact I rolled out a poem from the net …

Happy New Year to you,  And when the new year’s done,

May the next year be even better, Full of pleasure, joy and fun.

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,  The flying cloud, the frosty light:

The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow:

The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more;

Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife;

Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times;

Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite;

Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;

Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand;

Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.

 
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Posted by on January 2, 2009 in Party

 

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