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8:34am 18-04-2012
soldier
Plz read this very carefully.
...Unconditional Love........

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Franciso.
"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me"
"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him." "There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us." "Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live his own."
At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few a days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police.
Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide.
The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son.
They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know.
Their son had only one hand and one leg.
9:21pm 17-04-2012
story
Hope that makes a BIG change in YOU
The Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students “How much do you think this glass weighs?”
’50gms!’….. ’100gms!’ …..’125 gms’ …the students answered.
“I really don’t know unless I weigh it,” said the professor, “but, my question is:
What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?”
‘Nothing’ …..the students said.
‘Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?’ the professor asked.
‘Your arm would begin to ache’ said one of the student
“You’re right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?”
“Your arm could go numb; you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to hospital for sure!”
….. Ventured another student & all the students laughed
“Very good.
But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?” Asked the professor.
‘No’…. Was the answer.
“Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?”
The students were puzzled.
“What should I do now to come out of pain?” asked professor again.
“Put the glass down!” said one of the students
“Exactly!” said the professor.
Life’s problems are something like this.
Hold it for a few minutes in your head & they seem OK.
Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache.
Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything.
It’s important to think of the challenges or problems in your life, But EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to ‘PUT THEM DOWN’ at the end of every day before you go to sleep…
That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!
So, when you start your day today, Remember friend to ‘PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY! — with Hansa Varshneya and 48 others.
1:49am 12-04-2012
Child is gr8 teacher
A child can teach an adult 3 things:
1) To be happy for no reason
2) To always be busy with something
3) To know how to demand with all his might that which he desires
3:00am 15-03-2012
Keep Pushing Forward
Just because you feel alone, doesn’t mean nobody loves you.
Just because you think you might fail, doesn’t mean you will.
Look beyond your doubts and be aware of your mental self-talk.
We all talk silently to ourselves in our minds,
but we are not always conscious of what we’re saying or how it’s affecting us.
Listen to your self-talk and replace negative thoughts with positive ones.
The sun is always shining on some part of your life.
Sometimes you just have to forget how you feel,
Remember what you deserve, And Keep Pushing Forward !
10:45pm 09-03-2012
IT TAKES COURAGE
It takes strength to be firm,
It takes courage to be gentle.

It takes strength to conquer,
It takes courage to surrender.

It takes strength to be certain,
It takes courage to have doubt.

It takes strength to fit in,
It takes courage to stand out.

It takes strength to feel a friend's pain,
It takes courage to feel your own pain.

It takes strength to endure abuse,
It takes courage to stop it.

It takes strength to stand alone,
It takes courage to lean on another.

It takes strength to love,
It takes courage to be loved.

It takes strength to survive,
It takes courage to live.
11:37pm 08-03-2012
Greatest Treasure
The Greatest Treasure is invisible to the eye but felt by the heart.
6:56am 06-03-2012
ajay
पांच राज्यों में हुए विधानसभा चुनाव के नतीज़े आने में अब कुछ ही घंटे का समय बचा है. हर चुनाव की तरह इसमें भी कोई जीतेगा और कोई हारेगा. लेकिन जनता को क्या मिलेगा? इसके पहले कि हार और जीत की समीक्षा का नशा उफान पर आए, इन चुनावों की उपयोगिता पर भी एक आकलन होना चाहिए. यह आकलन इसलिए भी ज़रूरी है कि देश में भ्रष्टाचार के खिलाफ चले एक बड़े आंदोलन के बाद ये पहले चुनाव हैं और इन्हें आगामी लोकसभा चुनाव के सेमीफाईनल के रूप में भी देखा जा रहा है. ज़ाहिर है कि इन दोनों मुद्दों के आधार पर नतीजों की समीक्षा करने के लोभ से परंपरागत विश्लेषक नहीं बच पाएंगे और वे बुनियादी सवाल से भटकेंगे.

बुनियादी सवाल यह है कि एक सामान्य नागरिक, जो बढ़ती महंगाई और भ्रष्टाचार से परेशान है, इन चुनावों के बाद उसे क्या मिलेगा?
12:52am 06-03-2012
Nobody is perfect
Nobody is perfect, and nobody deserves to be perfect.
Nobody has it easy, everybody has issues.
You never know what people are going through.
So pause before you start judging, criticizing or mocking others.
Everybody is fighting his own unique war !
12:42am 05-03-2012
Love your work
When you start loving what you are learning, it will no longer look like work. Everything will fall in place after that. Just fall in love.
3:45am 02-03-2012
Act because you need
Don’t expect to get anything back, don’t expect recognition for your efforts, don’t expect your genius to be discovered or your love to be understood. Act because you need to act.
9:54am 29-02-2012
Ajay
अखबार की सुर्खियाँ .... वोट देने के उत्सव और लोकतंत्र में आस्था जताती तस्वीरो में समाज की संवेदनहीनता कैसे दब जाती है इसकी ताजा मिसाल हैं अखबारों में छपी वो तस्वीरे जिनमे लोग गोद में उठाये वोटर को ले जा रहे हैं ... अपनी चुनावी ड्यूटी में मैंने देखा कैसे एक बूढी औरत जिसको गोद में उठा कर लाया गया था अपने बेटे को गालियाँ दे रही थी की वो उसको यहाँ ले कर आ गया , कैसे एक आदमी बुरी तरह हांफ रहा था जिसकी तबियत इतनी खराब हो गयी की उसको डॉक्टर के यहाँ लेकर भागना पड़ा | कैसे ऐसे लोग जिनका दिमागी संतुलन ठीक नहीं उनके नाम पर वोट डाले गए | कैसे उनके वोट बना दिए गए | सत्ता की भूख के आगे सब जायज है .. जब शहर के हज़ारो स्वश्थ्य लोग वोट देने के स्थान पर उत्तरखंड में अपना काम धंधा निपटा रहे थे तो इन्ही लोगो के वोट देने से कितना फर्क पड़ने वाला है | मैं उन अपाहिज बुढहे लोगो की बात कर रहा हूँ जिन्होंने अपनी पूरी जिंदगी कुछ अच्चा होने की आस में अपने को इस्तेमाल हो जाने दिया और अब मरने से पहले भी लोग उनका इस्तेमाल कर लेना चाहते हैं | जय हो स्वार्थी तंत्र की जहां सब जायज़ है ... जहां खबरे बनाना खबरचियो का धर्म है , इस्तेमाल करना नेताओ का धर्म है और चक्की में हमेशा पिसते रहना आम लोगो का धर्म है |
7:40am 15-02-2012
ajay
Fourteen-year-old Akbar’s appeal to the judge to let him remain with his Hindu guardian instead of transferring him to his Muslim mother has shot Aiku Lal Sandil to national headlines. However, for the tea vendor from Baradari, Lucknow, taking in Akbar wasn’t something he thought twice about. Having been raised by a Muslim man himself, Sandil couldn’t just look away when he found the six-year-old lost boy in a Lucknow park eight years ago.
“I am a Hindu brought up by a kind Muslim man. When I found Akbar, it was like God telling me that it is time to return the love and care I got from His people. I was never forced to change my religion and, having got that education from my guardian, it was my duty to take care of the child and bring him up as per his own religion,” Sandil says.

The bond the two share was acknowledged by the Allahabad High Court in January 2008 when it turned down Akbar’s biological mother Shahnaz Begum’s habeas corpus petition. Shahnaz had argued that since Akbar was a Muslim, if Sandil raised him, it would “create dichotomy and disharmony in the social sphere and in their relationship”.

Dismissing her petition, after Akbar said he wanted to live with Sandil rather than his parents, Justice Barkat Ali Zaidi said India is a secular country where the consideration of caste and creed should not be allowed to prevail. “...If there can be inter-caste marriages... there can also be an inter-caste ‘father and son’ relationship and that need not raise eyebrows,” the judge said.

Shahnaz has now moved the Supreme Court, and last week it asked her to file an affidavit on her monthly income, the property she owns and the school where her other two children study.

What the high court found strange was that Shahnaz approached it in 2007, four years after Akbar went missing, and that she had not even filed an FIR in the intervening period.

Akbar’s parents first stepped forward to claim their son after they saw Sandil on TV, recounting his story to mediapersons at a political party’s office in Qaiserbagh where he briefly worked. “They came to me... I did not know them. Later on, the district administration decided that since they had not lodged any FIR, Akbar would live with me,” says Sandil. Later, the parents moved the high court.

A six-year-old at the time he got lost, Akbar had gone to a liquor shop with his father in Allahabad, where they lived. While the father was busy buying liquor, he strayed away and somehow landed up in Lucknow.

It was Sandil’s neighbour Kushmavati Devi who first noticed Akbar on a cold winter evening in 2003, playing with her children in a park next to Baradari. “As the children returned home, he started crying. He said his name was Akbar and that his father had gone to bring food and also that he lived in Pan Dariba. Sandil was also here and I handed over Akbar to him,” remembers Kushmavati.

With five children of her own, Kushmavati has been a foster parent to the boy. It’s at her house that he drops in for most meals.

Sandil says when he found Akbar, he had liver problems, weak limbs and an infected foot which made it difficult for him to walk. “I took him to doctors; I also massaged his limbs with medicated ointments. Once he broke his hand and I carried him as far as Etaunja to get treatment,” say Kushmavati.

Sandil recounts how he himself was brought up by Chaudhary Mujtaba Hussain, who was a member of a governing body that looked after the well-known Baradari moument. “I have seen Aiku living with my father ever since I was a child,” says Chaudhary Hasan Imam, Hussain’s son.

Hussain taught Sandil how to read and write English, Hindi and Urdu, though he never went to school. Despite his meagre income, Sandil has ensure that doesn’t happen to Akbar. “Initially, Akbar was enrolled in Prathamic Vidhyalaya, Qaiser Bagh, Refugee Camp, and two years later, he was enrolled in Queens Inter College. Recently, I shifted him to Mumtaz Inter College, Aminabad, where the classes are more regular,” says Sandil. He also pays Rs 100 a month for a daily, one-hour tuition in a nearby area.

“My income is not much but I am doing all I can to educate Akbar. I hardly save Rs 500 per month,” says Sandil.

Every Friday, Sandil also ensures, Akbar goes to the masjid to offer namaaz. “Abhi namaaz yaad to nahin hai par main jumme ke jumme masjid jata zaroor hoon (Though I do not remember the prayers as of now, I definitely go to the masjid every Friday),” says Akbar.

If the Supreme Court directs that Akbar be given to his parents, Sandil says, he will abide. “But if it is against the will of Akbar, I will not leave the child crying with his mother.”
6:57am 11-02-2012
ajay
भारतीय लोग जिस तरह वास्तु का प्रयोग कर रहे हैं और जैसे वास्तु के नाम पर लोगो को मुर्ख बनाया जा रहा है | जल्दी ही अगर इस तरह के सुझाव भी मिलने लगे तो लोग उन्हें भी मान लेंगे | ये आश्चर्य जनक है की भारतीय पुरातन ग्रंथो एवं धार्मिक मान्यताओ के अनुसार घर बनाते समय सिर्फ कुछ ही बातो की चर्चा की गयी है लेकिन वर्तमान में ढोंगी वस्तुचार्यो के कारण कैसे धर्म का अपमान हो रहा है और धर्मभीरू लोग कैसे बेवकूफ बन रहे हैं ये हम सभी लोग जानते हैं | समाज को बदलने का ख्वाब देखने वाले लोगो को इन चीजों से भी लंबी लड़ाई लड़नी है भविष्य में |
6:43am 06-02-2012
ajay
Don’t quit before the miracle happens!

Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with great talent. Genius will not. Un-rewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not. The world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.”
6:34am 06-02-2012
ajay
Love is all around

Yesterday I broke a crystal vase that was important to me. Someone I love gave it to me, and I was really upset with my clumsiness.

My husband, seeing my distress, was soothing and calm, and said, "Let me see what I can do with this." While I continued to rant at myself, he quietly took the pieces away, worked his magic and made it like new again. When he brought it back to me his face was filled with sweetness, and it occurred to me that this repaired vase was a gift of love.

I began thinking about all the ways he shows me he loves me. Words are nice, but his actions speak volumes, and I'm so very blessed to have him in my life.

I then thought of a woman I know who complains that her husband and children don't love her. She says they never say it, and she feels that nobody cares. However, when I look at her family I realize that there is a lot of love being given. She just doesn't recognize it so doesn't know how to receive it.

When her husband goes to work at a job he doesn't like, so that she can do what she wants, which is stay home and raise the children, that's a gift of love. When her adolescent son offers to pick up something at the store so she won't have to pack up the smaller kids to go out, that is his way of telling her he loves her.

Love is all around us, but we're often like my friend who expects it to come in a specific form. When it doesn't, we miss it and feel unloved.
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