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12:47pm 11-04-2016
Be a rainbow in someone else's cloud...!
12:13am 13-04-2015
Karan Nawani
Wonderful and Tremendous work by the founders & organizers .Keep Going
9:27pm 07-04-2015
Er.Ajay Kumar Gulati
Best thing anybody can feel is #beingwithPanchtatva
11:21pm 08-03-2015
Together we can..!!!!
10:27pm 11-11-2014
nice changes
9:43pm 21-03-2014
Ajay Singhal
Lets spread happiness
12:07am 24-07-2012
The best feeling of happiness is when you're happy because you've made somebody else happy.
11:52pm 19-07-2012
Strong people stand up for themselves, Stronger people stand up for others.
10:14am 18-07-2012
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured ~ Mark Twain
3:25pm 01-06-2012
Prateek Mani Tripath
we are in process to launch a new magazine " UDAAN".
your valuable articles, information, poem , poetry............... would be taken for printing
we are sure about your assistance...............
9:31pm 19-04-2012
vitamin D
नए शोध के अनुसार भारतीय लोगो में बहुत तेजी से विटामिन डी की कमी हो रही है , जिसका मुख्य कारण लोगो का धुप से बचना है | विटामिन डी की कमी से हमारा शरीर कैल्शियम नहीं सोखता तथा चालीस साल के बाद पूरे शरीर में दर्द रहने लगता है तथा हम ओस्टियोपोरोंसिस की तरफ बढ़ने लगते हैं | आजकल अपने शरीर को ढ़क् कर चलने का एक फैशन हो गया है जिसके कारण आने वाले समय में बहत सी नयी मुसीबते भारतीय समाज पर आने वाली हैं | शरीर केवल ३०-४० मिनट में जरूरत का विटामिन सोख लेता है | आइये धुप का सामना करे और खुद पर तरस खाए | इसी शोध में एक बात और बताई गयी की भारत में सन स्क्रीन लोशन की हमें आवश्यकता ही नहीं होती जबकि यहाँ धडल्ले से इसका इस्तेमाल किया जा रहा है | अगर आप ये इस्तेमाल भी करते हैं तो इसका ऐ पी एफ फेक्टर १२ से ज्यादा नहीं होना चाहिए | अगर ४० साल के बाद हड्डियों के टूटने का खतरा मोल नहीं लेना चाहते तो कुछ देर धुप में गुजारे | काली या सांवली स्किन के लोगो को कम से कम तीस प्रतिशत ज्यादा धुप का सामना करना होता है विटामिन की कमी को पूरा करने के लिए |विटामिन डी किसी भी शाक सब्जियों में नहीं पाया जाता | माँसाहारी लोगो को कुछ मांस के सेवन से इसकी बहुत ही सूक्ष्म मात्र में पूर्ती हो सकती है | लेकिन इसकी अगर आपके शरीर में कमी है तो इसकी बहार से खुराक ही लेनी पड़ती है | भारतीय लोग ज्यादातर शाकाहारी होते हैं या मांस उनकी रोज के खाने में शामिल नहीं होता इसलिए बहुत तेजी से इस कमी का शिकार हो रहे हैं | आजकल लड़कियों एवं महिलाओं के लिए मुह ढकना एवं हाथो को धुप से बचाने के लिए उन पर दस्ताने पहनना आम है , ये सब आने वाले समय में एक महामारी के रूप में सामने आएगा | लक्षण दिखने लगे हैं क्यूंकि हमारे आस पास ऐसे बहुत से लोग हैं जिनकी गिरने मात्र से ही कूल्हे की हड्डिय टूट चुकी हैं | आइये जागरूक करे अपने दोस्तों और अपने प्रियो को
8:52am 18-04-2012
While Dad Was Polishing His New Car,
His 4 Yr Old Son Picked Stone & Scratched Lines On The Side Of The Car.

In His Anger, Dad Took The Child’s Hand & Hit It Many Times, Not

Realizing He Was Using A Wrench.

At The Hospital, His Child Said “Dad When Will My Fingers Grow Back?”

Dad Was So Hurt.

He Went Back To Car And Kicked It A Lot Of Times.

Sitting Back He Looked At The Scratches, Child Wrote “I LOVE YOU DAD”

The next day that man committed suicide. . .

Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful,
lovely life.....

Things are to be used and people are to be loved,
But the problem in today's world is that, People are used and things are loved... During this year, let's be careful to keep this
thought in mind: Things are to be used, but People are to be loved..
8:51am 18-04-2012
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
8:48am 18-04-2012
husband wife

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.

What do you think were the four words?

The husband just said"I Love You Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life but There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support. After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.
8:40am 18-04-2012
A 50- something year old white woman arrived at her seat on a crowded flight and immediately didn't want the seat. The seat was next to a black man. Disgusted, the woman immediately summoned the flight attendant and demanded a new seat. The woman said "I cannot sit here next to this black man." The fight attendant said "Let me see if I can find another seat." After checking, the flight attendant returned and stated "Ma'am, there are no more seats in economy, but I will check with the captain and see if there is something in first class." About 10 minutes went by and the flight attendant returned and stated "The captain has confirmed that there are no more seats in economy, but there is one in first class. It is our company policy to never move a person from economy to first class, but being that it would be some sort of scandal to force a person to sit next to an UNPLEASANT person, the captain agreed to make the switch to first class." Before the woman could say anything, the attendant gestured to the black man and said, "Therefore sir, if you would so kindly retrieve your personal items, we would like to move you to the comfort of first class as the captain doesn't want you to sit next to an unpleasant person." Passengers in the seats nearby began to applause while some gave a standing ovation.
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