MY AGONY

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                              MY AGONY
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   Now I realise
       It was my folly
   Why should I blame
       God or my fate.
I have a degree
      sans any knowledge
Nobody loves me,
      Everyone hates.
I spent my days
     in the college premises
Never learnt anything
     It is a shame.
Spent my time
     Watching movies and games
Wasted my life
      without ant gain.
Now I regret
       Entertainment is vain
who will sympathize
       With my agony and pain ?
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR: (jai ma kali)              THE KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR            wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww    Once upon a time there lived an old wom...

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR: (jai ma kali)              THE KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR            wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww    Once upon a time there lived an old wom...

KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR

(jai ma kali)

             THE KIND-HEARTED NEIGHBOUR

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   Once upon a time there lived an old woman who was a widow.She had a son who was a sailor and worked on ships.He used to send letters and gelt to his mom with which she was able to make both ends meet.

    As the old lady was illiterate, she used to take the missives to a kindly neighbour to be read to her.The kind man often told the old woman many words of love and affection which were not mentioned in the missives. He did so to please the woman and keep her hopes up.

     Once, the woman did not receive the letters or gelt for months together.She was very anguished and upset. At last she got a big packet which she hurriedly took to the neighbour. Seeing the packet, the man taut de suite, understood the things.It was from the shipping company and its arrival meant that the poor sailor ceased to exist in flesh and blood.

        The man carefully opened the packet. It contained the habiliments of the woman's son and some money.There was a letter also telling the demise of her son. 

  "How devastated would the mother be!"mused the man.So he stealthily camouflaged the clothes and pretended to read the letter.He told the woman many sweet words of affection,of course,falsely, and gave her the gelt.He quietly folded his shawl and put it in the sailor's packet.Then he gave her that packet saying,"Look, your loving son has not forgotten to send you a nice gift."The woman was on cloud nine as she quit the place.

     The man thought," She will not get any letter and money henceforth.She will be devastated and starve too."From then onwards,the kind man sent letters and some money to the old woman regularly. Little did the poor lady know how things stood when she brought those missives to be read to her.

   This went on for many years.And at long last, she gave up the ghost ,a very satisfied and contended woman.

   The kind man was very sad at her death. But that night he had a dream.An angel of God stood by his head, telling him how pleased the Lord was at his kindness !!

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               THE KIND PERSON IS BLESSED BY THE GOD .

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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE HOGGISH RAVEN

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE HOGGISH RAVEN: (jai ma kali)                         THE  HOGGISH  RAVEN                         XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX      Once upon a time there lived a ...

THE HOGGISH RAVEN

(jai ma kali)
                        THE  HOGGISH  RAVEN
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     Once upon a time there lived a raven on the branch of a certain larch on the highway.He was very hoggish and rapacious. The highway was very busy with the fleet of food-laden carts moving up and down,spilling oodles of grain and other victuals on the road.
   "The highway is a paradise for us birds,"mu-
sed the raven."But I must discourage other birds from coming here or they will flock here in droves and gormandize up everything ,leaving nothing for me."
     So,when the other birds quizzed him about the availability of food on the highway,he puckered his brows and cawed,"No doubt you can find some food on the roads,but roads are 
dangerous places. You can easily get crushed 
under the wheels of a cart while you are engrossed in feeding. I have seen the roads littered with carcasses of dozens of hapless birds who did not have enough time to wing out of the way of the carts."
    "We will never tarry here to feed,"tweeted 
other birds."Thanks for warning us."
    So the raven was left with ample food. One day as he was delightfully feeding on the cooked food dropped down from the carts, he did not listen to the approaching cart until it was too late.He was run over and killed.
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 MORAL----WHAT CAN HAPPEN TO OTHERS CAN HAPPEN TO YOU TOO !!
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: WORK FOR GOD

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: WORK FOR GOD:   (JAI MA KALI)                    WORK FOR GOD                   NNNNNNNNNNNN    Long ago  an emperor, flanked by his troops of courtie...

WORK FOR GOD

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                   WORK FOR GOD
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   Long ago an emperor, flanked by his troops of courtiers and warriors,went out riding one day.Far out of the city, they reached a desolate place with hardly a tree anywhere for umbra.It was a sweltering hot day and the king and his party felt great aggravation.Luckily,they saw a hogan at a stone's throw.Relieved, they turned towards it for some umbra and a quaff of aqua.

     Near the tattered hogan,they were flummoxed to see a very old man, almost doubled up with age, toiling under the burning sun. He was sousing some very young mango plants.

   The king simpered seeing the old man working so hard under the blazing sun.He trilled," What a nincompoop this old man is! He hopes to relish the fruit of his labour,but little does he realize that the cruel hands of death would glom his life away before his trees are even half grown."

    These words of the king were within the earshot of the old man.He stood up slowly and crooned,"YOUR MAJESTY, I have not planted these mango trees for myself.It is cocksure that I shall be gone before they grow up.But you will live.It may be that you can enjoy the umbra and fruit of these trees some day.Do you not already stand in need of some cool shade?"

    Realizing the wisdom of the old man's deeds and words,the king felt very ashamed. He dismounted the stallion and prostrated before the man."You really work for God, my noble man,"said the king and enjoined his flunkeys to ensure that trees were planted and well dug along all the roads in his kingdom.

   He brought the man to his capital and made him his chief gardener !!

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  MORAL-----The selfless work not for themselves but for God !!!

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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HATS OFF TO HIM

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HATS OFF TO HIM:  (jai ma kali)                  HATS OFF TO HIM                ********************    One fine evening while I was joyfully munching at m...

HATS OFF TO HIM

 (jai ma kali)
                 HATS OFF TO HIM
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   One fine evening while I was joyfully munching at my favourite dish, Tandoori Chicken, in a restaurant, I saw a son entering the restaurant with his old mom for the evening dinner. The mother being very old,weak and haggard, while noshing , frequently dropped food particles on her habiliments.Other diners watched her in sheer disgust while her son was relaxed.
       After she finished eating, her son who was not at all embarrassed, quietly took her to wash  room, wiped the food particles, cleared the stains, combed her hair and fitted her spectacles firmly. when they emerged out, the entire restaurant was watching them in pin drop silence and was spellbound, not able to grasp how someone could embarrass them publicly like that.
    The son footed the bill and grasping the hand of his mom, started obambulating out. At that time, an old man amongst the diners, summoned the son and asked,"Don't you think you have left something behind?"The son decorously replied,"No sir, I haven't."
   "Yes, you have,"retorted the old man,"You left a lesson for every son and hope for every mother."
     The entire restaurant was speechless !!
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: REMAIN CONNECTED

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: REMAIN CONNECTED:  [jai ma kali]                       REMAIN CONNECTED                      @@@@@@@@@@@@       Once upon a time a young chap was flying a...

REMAIN CONNECTED

 [jai ma kali]
                      REMAIN CONNECTED
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      Once upon a time a young chap was flying a kite with his dad. After sometime, the chap said,"Pop, because of the string, the kite is unable to ascend any higher."Hearing this the dad chuckled to himself and snapped the string.The kite soared a tad higher initially after the snapping of the string, but shortly after that it began to tumble down and finally it flumped down on the ground.The chap was dejected and sad.
   The father plumps down near his son and calmly elucidated," Son, in life, we accomplish a certain level of prosperity and then we vaingloriously feel that there are certain things in our life which shackle us to grow any further like our home, family, culture and friendship.We might be tempted to break free from these strings and attachments that are like the stumbling blocks on our path to move forward. But remember the lesson you learnt from the kite.Ascending higher seems easy at first, but a tad later, it all comes to an end."
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      Friends, family and our culture are the only things that will help us stay stable at the heights that we have attained. If we try to snap away from these strings, our fate will be like that of the kite.
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: IN PARADISE

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: IN PARADISE: [jai ma kali]                            IN PARADISE                          xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx     Once upon a time there lived an old...

IN PARADISE

[jai ma kali]

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    Once upon a time there lived an old couple in a simple and small hut.Both, the hubby and the wife were simple and compassionate persons.They believed in simple living and high thinking.

   Their hut did not contain a proper carpet, just tits and pieces hither and thither, no nice furniture and nothing luxurious.People of the area would often visit their house and later cachinnate and comment on the poor standard of their living.

       One day, one of their fast friends made a jaunt to their house.During conversations, he whispered," Your husband has a well-paying job. Why don't you get your house titivated ?The woman trilled politely,"We have got another house. We use our money on that house because we consider it a foolhardy to spend the money here."

   Greately astonished, the friend crooned,"Oh! I did not know you have another house. Where is it?"The lady responded," IN PARADISE."

  The friend was bemused and flummoxed.The woman elucidated, "Let us do good actions each day.Slowly your house will be built with bricks of gold and silver in paradise. Instead of squandering your money on inutile comforts and luxuries here, let us utilise our wealth in extending it to help those who are in pathetic conditions and in dire need.By doing this, when we leave for our heavenly abode, we will be comfortably accommodated in paradise."

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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: GODLINESS

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: GODLINESS:                                                                 jai ma kali                            G*O*D*L*I*N*E*S*S                 ...

GODLINESS

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                         G*O*D*L*I*N*E*S*S
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    Long,long ago, during , the days of Lord BUDDHA, there lived an oofy couple.Both,the hubby and the wife were kind and compassionate and loved to care for and serve the sick and the impecunious. They were ever ready to run errands for the helpless and the hapless.
      One day, when the pious wife went to serve the sick in a Buddhist monastery, she was accosted by a monk in a deplorable state of health.After serving him when the lady asked him about food, he murmured,"Only meat soup can save my life."
    The lady was very vexed and in a catch-22 situation. She had never maimed or killed or caused to be killed any critter even for food.She sat chewing the cud to find a way out.Luckily, an idea bobbed up in her mind. "I'll slice off a portion of my own flesh to prepare soup for the indisposed monk,she resolved.And then, she translated her resolve into reality.
      When the hubby learnt of the deed of her wife and also she herself had endangered her life, he in a state of panick, skedaddled to the Buddha and blubbered out to him the whole incident.
       " Chillax son,"consoled the Buddha," I'll come to your home with my accolytes for food. Your spouse will then have to stand up and feed us."
       As promised, the Buddha came the next day with his disciples.The wife was too bruised and sick to attend to them. But when the Buddha asked for her, she was able to stand up and walk as if nothing had happened to her.To her utter astonishment, she discovered that her wound was completely healed and all weakness had jettisoned her.
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  MORAL OF THE STORY---------Godliness lies more in service than in prayer.
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THE VERACIOUS SOLDIER

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    THE  VERACIOUS  SOLDIER
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  This incident happened during the World WarII.Enemy planes thundered menacingly in the black sky.To prevent them and foil their attempts to locate and bomb their targets accurately,a 'black out was ordered.This meant that every light was put out or so camouflaged that not even a speck of light could be visible anywhere. Anyone defying the order was regarded as the accomplice  of the enemy and could be shot dead as a punishment.
   One dark night,as the ill luck would have it, a soldier was stung by an insect.He had to strike a match stick to flame for a second. Although he tried his level best to shield the light,yet it was noticed by the Commander.Gurgling with ire,he skedaddled to the spot.He thundered," Who has the audacity to strike a match and flout my order?"
    There was a stony silence.
     "If I do not find out who committed this blunder,the whole garrison will be severely punished,"yelled he.
     The guilty soldier did not totter to confess to his crime.Though he knew that he would be shot dead for admitting his offence, yet he requested the soldier next to him to convey a farewell message to his spouse and children.Then he boldly stood up and declared,"It is I,Sir,"
   The commander was highly impressed by the truthfulness of the soldier.He trilled," I shall spare your life for being truthful and give you a smaller punishment.Remember for the future that you become an enemy helper and traitor when you commit such a peccadillo."
   The soldier was grateful for the Commander's lenity and vowed never to repeat such a demeanor.
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE NARCISSISTIC CROW

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE NARCISSISTIC CROW:                                                          [ jai ma kali]                                                         xxxxxxxxxx...

THE NARCISSISTIC CROW

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           THE NARCISSISTIC CROW
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  Once upon a time there lived a crow in a jungle. He was a narcissistic and very grabby crow. One day he happened to see a silk larch in full bloom. Its large, bright and red flowers dazzled in the sun.
   "Ah, what beautiful flowers!"cawed the crow,"The fruit of this tree must be very scrumptious.I must reserve this tree for myself only."
  He perched himself on one of the branches and yowled,"Hark, all you birds, this tree is mine and none should dare come near it."
 He kept a watch over that larch and would shoo away any bird that fluttered near it.Soon the news of the crow and the silk tree spread all over the forest.All the birds avoided flying near the tree.
   He was greatly tempted by the bright red flowers. He would eye the flowers greedily and hone his neb on the branches, waiting for the day when he would relish the fruit.
 As the days grew hotter,the fruit ripened and at last a few pods sprouted up one fine day.Jitterbugging with sheer joy,the crow pecked at a ripened pod. His mouth was at once filled with parched and fluffy stuff.
  "Ouch!"blubbered the crow and expectorated it out tout de suite. He tried again. To his great dolor and shock. he was nearly choked with the same white stuff.It was semul cotton!Little did the poor creature realise what had been in store for him !
    Thirsty and peckish,the hapless crow fluttered to another tree to cull a few berries. But the other birds, tout de suite, assaulted him with wrath,pecking him all over.They hollered,"He is a selfish crow.We won't share our berries as he did not allow us to share the fruit of his tree."
    The narcissistic crow had to vamoose to his tree, watching sadly the dry cotton fluttering from the pods and floating away in the air.
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    MORAL----We ought to share our things with those in need.
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Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS

Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS:                                                             {jai ma kali}                     LEX TALIONIS                   ============...

LEX TALIONIS

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                    LEX TALIONIS
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    Once upon a time there lived a crofter with his family in a village.One day his son was gambolling with his pals in the farm.Suddenly a venomous ophidian emerged from nowhere and bit the son, causing his instanteous death.Gurgling with ire,the crofter took oath to kill the ophidian.
      He went in hot pursuit of the ophidian.He spotted it just as it was creeping into its hole. The croter slugged it with an axe but succeeded only in slicing off a part of its tail.
      The ophidian hissed with wrath. It vowed to take revenge on the crofter.It would daily sneak stealthily into the farm and bite one of the crofter's cattle. When the crofter came to know of it,he was alarmed. He decided to chum up the ophidian and make peace with it.
    "I repent to hurt you,"trilled he to the ophidian,"Please realize my pain and mental condition at the death of my son.What I did to you was only to avenge my son's death.I understand why you attacked my cattle.Let bygones be bygones.Let us forget and forgive each other and be chums."
    "Sorry, you and I can never be friends,"retorted the ophidian,"We may forgive each other but it is as sure as eggs in eggs,that you will never forget the death of your son and I can never forget the loss of my tail."
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  MORAL===You may be able to forgive a person for inflicting injury on you but you can never forget the injury !!
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