Thursday, 25 June 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: WHAT A MIRACLE
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: WHAT A MIRACLE: (jai ma kali) WHAT A MIRACLE ********************* Once upon a time there lived a Yoga master wh...
WHAT A MIRACLE
(jai ma kali)
WHAT A MIRACLE
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Once upon a time there lived a Yoga master who was known for his wonderful cures for arthritis.One day he was giving demonstration to his plethora of students at his studio when an old lady completely bent over leaning on her cane staggered in. The yoga master escorted her to his studio.
But lo and behold ! she pootled out of the studio within fifteen minutes completely erect with her pate held high.Everyone present there was agape and stunned to see the miracle. A woman waiting at the gate of the studio trilled to the lady,"What a miracle ! You came in bent to half and within 15 minutes you emerged out absolutely erect. What did the master do?"
The lady decorously whispered," He gave me a longer cane !"
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**********DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA******
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WHAT A MIRACLE
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Once upon a time there lived a Yoga master who was known for his wonderful cures for arthritis.One day he was giving demonstration to his plethora of students at his studio when an old lady completely bent over leaning on her cane staggered in. The yoga master escorted her to his studio.
But lo and behold ! she pootled out of the studio within fifteen minutes completely erect with her pate held high.Everyone present there was agape and stunned to see the miracle. A woman waiting at the gate of the studio trilled to the lady,"What a miracle ! You came in bent to half and within 15 minutes you emerged out absolutely erect. What did the master do?"
The lady decorously whispered," He gave me a longer cane !"
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**********DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA******
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Thursday, 18 June 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: INUTILE CRAVINGS
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: INUTILE CRAVINGS: (jai ma kali). INUTILE CRAVINGS &&&&&&&&&&&&&am...
INUTILE CRAVINGS
(jai ma kali).
INUTILE CRAVINGS
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A long time ago, an adventurous emperor enjoined his horseman to mount his horse and cover as much land area as he could.He promised to reward the horseman all the area he had covered. The horseman felt himself to be on cloud nine and taut de suite, jumped upon his stallion and rode at rapid strides to travel the largest area of the land.
He kept on riding and riding, lashing the horse to keep on galloping as fast as possible.He did not tarry even when he was famished and dog tired.He covered a substantial large area but was so worn out and exhausted that he could not pull on any more.He fell down from the horse and was about to give up the ghost when he realised,
"Why did I push myself so hard?Now I am dying and I need only a very small area of land to inter myself."
Needless to say we toil and moil everyday to mint oodles of gelt by hook or crook to gain power and recognition at the cost of our health and family.
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MORAL-----Life is not just about minting money, hankering after power or recognition.Life is about living every moment !!
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INUTILE CRAVINGS
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A long time ago, an adventurous emperor enjoined his horseman to mount his horse and cover as much land area as he could.He promised to reward the horseman all the area he had covered. The horseman felt himself to be on cloud nine and taut de suite, jumped upon his stallion and rode at rapid strides to travel the largest area of the land.
He kept on riding and riding, lashing the horse to keep on galloping as fast as possible.He did not tarry even when he was famished and dog tired.He covered a substantial large area but was so worn out and exhausted that he could not pull on any more.He fell down from the horse and was about to give up the ghost when he realised,
"Why did I push myself so hard?Now I am dying and I need only a very small area of land to inter myself."
Needless to say we toil and moil everyday to mint oodles of gelt by hook or crook to gain power and recognition at the cost of our health and family.
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MORAL-----Life is not just about minting money, hankering after power or recognition.Life is about living every moment !!
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--------------------DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA-------*********************************************
Wednesday, 17 June 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: I became dumbstruck
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: I became dumbstruck: (jai ma kali) I BECAME DUMBSTRUCK ****************************** Once, while I was standing in a queue...
I became dumbstruck
(jai ma kali)
I BECAME DUMBSTRUCK
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Once, while I was standing in a queue to cop a ticket at a movie theatre, I saw a well-dressesd chap of 12or 13,holding a polythene bag in his hand. He was trying to convince something with his hand gestures a man standing next to me. The man, willy-nilly,dished out a Rs 10 note from his wallet and put it into the polythene bag. I realised that the chap could not speak.
He then approached me with a charming smile. Gesticulating at something on the other side of the road, he hefted the bag. I could see some Rs 10 and 20 notes in it. Though I could not comprehend what he was trying to say or pointing to, yet I too dropped a Rs 10 note in the bag. Beaming, he then went on to the next person. Almost everyone gave him a Rs 10 or 20 because he looked quite decent and well behaved. I noticed that there were only Rs 10 or 20 notes in the bag.
Thanking with smile, he then crossed the road. Everyone was observing him with curiosity.He took out a 20 note from his pocket
and inserting it in the bag, gave it to a physically handicapped old woman squatting on the footpath on the other side of the road. Her face lit up and copious tears trickled down her wrinkled cheeks with gratitude. The chap then walked away gracefully. I was totally dumbstruck. So were all present there.
Needless to sat that the chap's action taught everyone of us something to ponder about the way we treat those who are helpless and hapless !!
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=Devendra Srivastava=
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I BECAME DUMBSTRUCK
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Once, while I was standing in a queue to cop a ticket at a movie theatre, I saw a well-dressesd chap of 12or 13,holding a polythene bag in his hand. He was trying to convince something with his hand gestures a man standing next to me. The man, willy-nilly,dished out a Rs 10 note from his wallet and put it into the polythene bag. I realised that the chap could not speak.
He then approached me with a charming smile. Gesticulating at something on the other side of the road, he hefted the bag. I could see some Rs 10 and 20 notes in it. Though I could not comprehend what he was trying to say or pointing to, yet I too dropped a Rs 10 note in the bag. Beaming, he then went on to the next person. Almost everyone gave him a Rs 10 or 20 because he looked quite decent and well behaved. I noticed that there were only Rs 10 or 20 notes in the bag.
Thanking with smile, he then crossed the road. Everyone was observing him with curiosity.He took out a 20 note from his pocket
and inserting it in the bag, gave it to a physically handicapped old woman squatting on the footpath on the other side of the road. Her face lit up and copious tears trickled down her wrinkled cheeks with gratitude. The chap then walked away gracefully. I was totally dumbstruck. So were all present there.
Needless to sat that the chap's action taught everyone of us something to ponder about the way we treat those who are helpless and hapless !!
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=Devendra Srivastava=
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Friday, 12 June 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE HAPLESS MULE
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE HAPLESS MULE: [jai ma kali] THE HAPLESS MULE ++++++++++++++++++++ Once upon a time a crofter was pootling to ...
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