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Can u make a difference?

Submitted by rmourya1 on
In a couple of days I would be leaving for Bangalore. Hopefully the boring life which I have been facing for the last some months will come to an end and I will get busy and find a new meaning of life.

During the last some days I have been doing a lot of thinking-some good and some bad but mostly revolving around the surroundings which affect me. Things like illiteracy and poverty have been haunting me.

SLOW DANCE!

Submitted by shweta on
SLOW DANCE Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Do you run through each day On the fly? When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply? When the day is done! Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow? And in

WHY ME!

Submitted by ankit on
Arthur Ashe the legendary Wimbledon player was daying of Cancer.From world over he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have 2 select u for such a fatal disease?" To dis Arthur replied:" The world over 5 billion childern start playing tennis, 50,000 come 2 circuit 5000 reach de grand slam, 50 reach Wimbeldon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals,When I was holding the Cup I never asked GOD Why me?

BBC says about Taj Mahal---Hidden Truth - Never say it is a Tomb

Submitted by barkha on

No one has ever challenged it except Prof. P. N. Oak, who believes the whole world has been duped. In his book Taj Mahal: The True Story, Oak says the Taj Mahal is not Queen Mumtaz's tomb but an ancient Hindu temple palace of Lord Shiva (then known as Tejo Mahalaya ) . In the course of his research O ak discovered that the Shiva temple palace was usurped by Shah Jahan from then Maharaja of Jaipur, Jai Singh. In his own court ch ronicle, Badshahnama, Shah Jahan admits that an exceptionally beautiful grand mansion in Agra was taken from Jai SIngh for Mumtaz's burial .

And this is how it starts

Submitted by rajat on
The minute you decide for yourself that you want to do something in life, ask yourself a question.. Ask yourself if you will stand by your wish even when things are not favourable. Ask yourself if you will sacrifice. Ask yourself if you are ready to work. Once you get the answers.. just start working.. You have already made your way through the biggest barrier. The barrier of mind. Now the world will make way for you to proceed. Come on.. Let's colour this world.

Some Hindu Proverbs

Submitted by sarica on
SELF PRAISE is no praise. The young crow is wiser than its mother. What is play to one is death to another. In a treeless country, the castor-oil plant is a big tree A scalded cat dreads cold water. The washerman never tears his father's clothes. A fool went to fish, but lost his fishing-basket. A thief is a thief, whether he steals a diamond or a cucumber. God takes care of a blind cow. One who cannot dance blames the floor.

The Seven Weavers and The Field of Flax

Submitted by sarica on
SEVEN weavers once started on a moonlight journey. They had not gone very far from their home when they lost the road. After trying to find their way, they came to a field of flax, which they took to be a river, as the field was in flower, and they fancied the blue color of the flower to be that of water. They stripped themselves and began swimming. After hard labor, they got across. To make certain that no one was drowned, they took the precaution of counting themselves before resuming their journey; but they discovered that one of them was missing, as each forgot to count himself.

The Washerman and The Donkey

Submitted by sarica on
A STORY is told of an over-credulous washerman who was childless. This preyed upon his mind very much and was a permanent cause of unhappiness. One day, in the course of his work, he went to the house of the town kazi (or magistrate). He heard the kazi reproaching one of his pupils in this wise: "Not long ago you were a jackass; I made a man of you," etc. The washer-man did not wait to hear the rest. He hastened home with all speed and told his wife that he had made a discovery which they were to lose no time in utilizing. "The kazi, my dear," said the washerman, "can make a man of a donkey.

Let's See On Which Side The Camel Sits

Submitted by sarica on
ONCE a greengrocer and a potter jointly hired a camel and each filled one side of the pannier with his goods. The camel as he went along the road took a mouthful every now and then, as he had a chance, from the green-grocer's bag of vegetables. This provoked a laugh from the potter, who thought he had the best of the bargain. But the time came for the camel to sit, and he naturally sat on the heavier side, bearing down on the pots, and also to have his mouth free to operate on the bag of greens.

The Peacock and the Tortoise

Submitted by sarica on
ONCE upon a time a peacock and a tortoise became great friends. The peacock lived on a tree on the banks of the stream in which the tortoise had his home; and daily the peacock after he had a drink of water danced near the stream and displayed his gay plumage for the amusement of his friend. One unfortunate day, a bird-catcher who was on the prowl caught the peacock and was about taking him away to the market. The unhappy bird begged of his captor to allow him to bid his friend the tortoise good-bye, as it would be the last time he would see him.

The Peacock and the Tortoise

Submitted by sarica on
ONCE upon a time a peacock and a tortoise became great friends. The peacock lived on a tree on the banks of the stream in which the tortoise had his home; and daily the peacock after he had a drink of water danced near the stream and displayed his gay plumage for the amusement of his friend. One unfortunate day, a bird-catcher who was on the prowl caught the peacock and was about taking him away to the market. The unhappy bird begged of his captor to allow him to bid his friend the tortoise good-bye, as it would be the last time he would see him.

LORD KRISHNA

Submitted by sarica on
The Lord Krishna and the Lapwing's Nest IT was the battle of Kurukshetra. The white conch shells were about to sound, the elephants to march forward, and the attack of the archers to commence. The moment was brief and terrible. Banners were flying, and the charioteers preparing for the advance. Suddenly a little lapwing, who had built her nest in the turf of a hillock in the midst of the battlefield, drew the attention of the Lord Krishna by her cries of anxiety and distress for her young.