Saturday, 2 May 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS: {jai ma kali} LEX TALIONIS ============...
LEX TALIONIS
{jai ma kali}
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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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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======DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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Thursday, 30 April 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HOW I WAS OUTFOXED: [jai ma kali] HOW I WAS OUTFOXED xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...
HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
[jai ma kali]
HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
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As an adolescent, I considered myself intelligent par excellence.I,vaingloriously, used to tom-tom about my super intelligence and mockingly throw gauntlet to every Tom,Dick and Harry to dare outwit me.
During summer vacations,I jaunted to my ancestral home in a village.One day it was sweltering hot.As it was unbearable, I sneaked out of the home with a basket of scrumptious mangoes to chomp and plumped down under the umbra of a larch.I deposited the basket beside me and became engrossed in reading an interesting novel of Enid Blyton.
After sometime my attention was distracted by some chattering echo coming from beside me.I glanced up to find that my basket of mangoes was empty.All the mangoes barring the one which I was holding had evanesced.I looked around and to my utter surprise,saw a troop of monkeys grinning sheepishly at me from the tree. Each of them held a mango in his hand.
I yammered with unbridled fury.How to retrieve the mangoes was a big question. My intelligence was at stake. I chewed the cud for a trick to get back the mangoes.The story of the cap seller and monkeys bobbed up in my mind.Emulating the flimflam used by the cap-seller, I slung down the mango that I had in the hope that the monkeys would do the same.But lo and behold! a baby monkey tiptoed to the mango I had flung and after picking it up, skedaddled back up the larch,leaving me agape and aghast!
This is how I was outfoxed by the monkeys. my pride of being super intelligent was torn to tatters.
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HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
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As an adolescent, I considered myself intelligent par excellence.I,vaingloriously, used to tom-tom about my super intelligence and mockingly throw gauntlet to every Tom,Dick and Harry to dare outwit me.
During summer vacations,I jaunted to my ancestral home in a village.One day it was sweltering hot.As it was unbearable, I sneaked out of the home with a basket of scrumptious mangoes to chomp and plumped down under the umbra of a larch.I deposited the basket beside me and became engrossed in reading an interesting novel of Enid Blyton.
After sometime my attention was distracted by some chattering echo coming from beside me.I glanced up to find that my basket of mangoes was empty.All the mangoes barring the one which I was holding had evanesced.I looked around and to my utter surprise,saw a troop of monkeys grinning sheepishly at me from the tree. Each of them held a mango in his hand.
I yammered with unbridled fury.How to retrieve the mangoes was a big question. My intelligence was at stake. I chewed the cud for a trick to get back the mangoes.The story of the cap seller and monkeys bobbed up in my mind.Emulating the flimflam used by the cap-seller, I slung down the mango that I had in the hope that the monkeys would do the same.But lo and behold! a baby monkey tiptoed to the mango I had flung and after picking it up, skedaddled back up the larch,leaving me agape and aghast!
This is how I was outfoxed by the monkeys. my pride of being super intelligent was torn to tatters.
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Monday, 6 April 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: ALL ARE EQUAL
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: ALL ARE EQUAL: (jai ma kali) All Are Equal xx...
ALL ARE EQUAL
(jai ma kali)
All Are Equal
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Once upon a time there lived a sweeper in a certain village.By nature he was a noble and God fearing and polite and respected all and sundry.He always used to carol songs in the praise of God.
He had a tantalizing wish to feed a Brahmin priest as it was a pious act.But he was a sweeper and belonged to a low caste. No priest was ready to partake of his meal at his house.
Not far from his dwelling, there lived a Brahmin saint by the name of Eknath. When he came to know about the sweeper's desire, he,tout de suite, agreed to dine at his shanty.The sweeper was overjoyed.
Eknath did not believe in the caste system. He did not believe that people should be treated high or low because of the caste in which they were born.He treated all people equal.
He jaunted to the sweeper's hogan. He readily champed at the nosh that was offered.All other sweepers flocked to Eknath to pay their respects.
This act of Eknath made the Brahmins angry and hostile to him. Even his own son,Hari Pandit,lampooned and lambasted him for lunching at the sweeper's hut. Eknath only cachinnated at their foolishness. He preached,"All of us are God's children. He made us all equal, loves us all equally.We must not treat anyone low."
Thus saying he began to carol in the praise of GOD.
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MORAL:---
NONE IS HIGH,
NONE IS LOW,
IN THE EYES OF GOD .
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-----[DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA]
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All Are Equal
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Once upon a time there lived a sweeper in a certain village.By nature he was a noble and God fearing and polite and respected all and sundry.He always used to carol songs in the praise of God.
He had a tantalizing wish to feed a Brahmin priest as it was a pious act.But he was a sweeper and belonged to a low caste. No priest was ready to partake of his meal at his house.
Not far from his dwelling, there lived a Brahmin saint by the name of Eknath. When he came to know about the sweeper's desire, he,tout de suite, agreed to dine at his shanty.The sweeper was overjoyed.
Eknath did not believe in the caste system. He did not believe that people should be treated high or low because of the caste in which they were born.He treated all people equal.
He jaunted to the sweeper's hogan. He readily champed at the nosh that was offered.All other sweepers flocked to Eknath to pay their respects.
This act of Eknath made the Brahmins angry and hostile to him. Even his own son,Hari Pandit,lampooned and lambasted him for lunching at the sweeper's hut. Eknath only cachinnated at their foolishness. He preached,"All of us are God's children. He made us all equal, loves us all equally.We must not treat anyone low."
Thus saying he began to carol in the praise of GOD.
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MORAL:---
NONE IS HIGH,
NONE IS LOW,
IN THE EYES OF GOD .
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-----[DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA]
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