From the Heart………..

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The truth is always there

With You in Your Heart

Stay cocooned inside

Your Beautiful Heart

Believe in Yourself

Make your tender Heart

The most beautiful thing about You

Face challenges fiercely

With an Ecstatic Heart

Every Smile, Every Loving Word

Is a reflection of the Beauty

Of Your Beloved Soul

Inhale Possibilities aplenty

Exhale Creativity beautifully

Make every heart your Temple

Rejoice with love and kindness

Close your eyes gently

Get in touch with Yourself

Every hour, every minute

Becomes a Diamond

That fills your heart with love & joy…………….

What an amazing thing a Book is………..

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It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles.

But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe someone dead for thousands of years across the millennia. One can write their heart out and make it into chapters and chapters that spills out on a blank sheet of paper.

An author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head directly to you through his words and at times you are so engrossed in reading his interesting, mysterious or ghostly writings that you would not want to put down the book even for a second, as his words have totally captivated your soul. Time stops completely.

A book need not generally be a bestseller. It has simply to appeal to the reader. Creativity is an art which is found in human beings and they can go to any imaginative levels to showcase their beautiful and amazing work in the form of Books.

Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people from all over the Globe who never knew each other, citizens of distant historical epochs and fantastic places all around the world that are so well illustrated in a Book.

Libraries all over the World are stacked with thousands of books written by authors for different genres. It’s a joy to be around books.  One can even sip their hot coffee or tea with a refreshing croissant, or a muffin at a small corner table with a book of their choice.

Books can never make you feel lonely. They are your best friends at times and are a part and parcel of our lives. They can guide you towards a right path and talk to you in silent words. They can even make you cry bitter tears or laugh like a crazy idiot at their jokes.

Books break the shackles of time and space.  They bring in stories of love, kindness, joy, morals, ethics, or even great historical stories on wars, hatred, fighting or bloodshed but overall a Book is proof that Humans are capable of Working Magic with their imaginative mind.

Bring Love Into our Homes – by Mother Teresa……

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It is so easy to love

The people from a great distance

Who we hardly meet once in a way

But it is not always difficult

to love those close to us

whose love is ever so dear

calling us to be near and not fear

It is easier to give a cup of rice

to relieve hunger that eats you up

Or clothes that lie wasted

To the needy who wants them most

Than to let go the loneliness and pain

Of someone detested in our own homes

Bring love and cheerfulness into your home

For this is where our love

For each other must begin

And that is only in our Hearts

That is home to all of us……….

Help People & Make them Happy………….

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When a newspaper reporter interviewed a farmer who grew Award-Winning maize each year and entered his maize in the Agricultural show, it was revealed that the farmer shared his seed with his neighbours. Amazed, the reporter asked, “how can you afford to share your best seed with your neighbours when they are entering their maize in competition with yours each year?’

The farmer smiled knowingly and explained in a polite manner, “The wind picks up pollen from the ripening maize and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbours grow inferior maize, Cross-Pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my maize. If I am to grow good maize, I must help my neighbours grow a good crop too.”

So it is with our lives. Those who want to live meaningfully and well, we must help enrich the lives of others. Why must we be selfish and not let others grow and be happy. For the value of a life, is always measured by the lives it touches and those who choose to be happy, must try to help others find happiness too. The welfare of each one is bound up with the welfare of all.

Call it power of collectivity or a principle of success or Call it a law of life. The fact remains, ‘None of us truly wins, until we all win’. Know this secret as you grow older! In life, when you help the people around you to be good, you surely become the best. REAL HAPPINESS COMES WHEN YOU MAKE OTHERS HAPPY.

I Am From…………..

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The place where there is only Love

There is no place to Hate

Nor Blame anyone or anybody

Cause all is Me

There is no one but Me

I am the Universe, The Illusion, The Reality

When my EGOIC small ‘i’

That I think is Me

Is entrenched in my Soul

And keeps on buzzing in my mind

Needless thoughts of selfishness

Maya playing havoc at every turn

Coming and going a never ending game

Will after endlessness infinities

Realize the Real ‘I’

Will I the Soul then merge with

The Real ‘I AM’ from Eternity

Where in Reality, ‘I WAS,


Eternal, Formless, Love and Bliss………………

Learning to Be Grateful………

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The qualification that gave you a job, is the same qualification someone has who still does not have a job and is going from pillar to post.  BE GRATEFUL

The prayer that God answered for you and showered you with his grace, is the same prayer others have been praying but without success for years. BE GRATEFUL

The road you use safely on a daily basis to travel, is the same road where many others have lost their precious lives. BE GRATEFUL

The temple in which God blessed you, is the same temple other people too worship in, yet their lives are still in disharmony. BE GRATEFUL

The bed you used in the hospital when you were sick and you got healed and were discharged, is the same bed many other people breathed their last. BE GRATEFUL.

The rain that made your field produce good crops, is the same rain that devastated someone else’s field and left them shocked. BE GRATEFUL.

The rich man enjoyed his day with all his riches in his big luxurious house, and the poor man across the street lost all his belongings as he saw his old house crumbling. BE GRATEFUL.

Be grateful because whatever you have is not by your power, your talent or your qualifications but it is just the ‘Grace of God’. HE is the giver and the sustainer of everything you have. BE GRATEFUL for everything you have. Wake up to a fresh new day with a heart full of love and thankfulness.……….

Bird’s Eye View………

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I was given this picture made by Robin Molin-Bird’s Eye View by my friend from, Zaza who always encourages and motivates me to write a poem from her beautiful Haikus and this time I have have written a small story seeing this picture. Hope my blogger friends would like the story of my imagination. It goes like this:

Sam and Dan were best friends and they had set out on a voyage to far off lands. One day the sea was very rough and there was a lot of turbulence with the waves lashing like mad on their small ship. They had no other chance but to land on an island, till the sea was again calm and composed. In all this storm and chaos, Sam could see a landmass from his binoculars and said to Dan, “I can very faintly see a kind of a land some distance away. We will go and drop anchor on the shores and wait for a few days till the storm clears out. Let us go and explore this place.”  They landed on an unknown island that was not very big in size but from afar they could see the beauty of the place.  The island abounded with tall trees, vegetation all over and lots of greenery, birds flying high in a congregation and a kind of peaceful sensation everywhere.

Since it was early morning, the whole island was basking in the beams of sunlight and the white cottony clouds were flowing in all their magnificence in the deep blue skies.  They both were inquisitive as they had never been to such a magnificent place. They anchored their ship and came to the shore. As they walked further inside the island, they could see few houses that were similar built of two stories like a small neighborhood with a backyard garden where each family could grow their own plants. They could not see any cars nor buses plying anywhere around but only horse driven carriages and bicycles as a mode of transport.  A life infused with beauty, connected to nature, vibrant with exuberant energy of every day wellness and built around a balmy feeling that really mattered to them. 

The walkway too was kept neat and tidy.  Early morning joggers could be seen in all their lovely outfits with a smile or a nod to passersby’s. There were small gardens growing beautiful trees of magnolias, sunflowers, tulips, jasmines, daffodils and many more wafting fragrances of perfumes everywhere.  Nothing was kept in disarray. It looked as if this island was untouched by human technology and it’s so called environmental devastation.    

They both were in for a big surprise and said to each other, “Wow! this island looks pretty different from others that we have seen during our travels.  We have come across many places that are quite similar from where we live. There is so much human degradation, wars and ecological havoc caused by urbanization but this seems like an ideal location, untouched by nature.   Come let us see if we can find someone who we can talk to and find out what is the secret behind this scenic beauty.”  As they walked further they came across few fields where the sheep and goats were busy grazing on the tall grasses. There were small farms too where the local vegetables and fruits were being grown.  The big trees were nicely trimmed to their perfection, with the cool breeze ruffling the green leaves falling all over the ground as a golden cover.

A nice lamp post was kept at the end of the street among the reddish leaves for the postman who would come twice a week on his bicycle to take any mail that was kept there and segregate it in his small office with a staff of five.  On the top of the lamp post a crow was nicely basking and enjoying himself to his glory.  

At the thoroughfare, they saw people sitting on benches with paper in their hands and having a light heart to heart with tiny tots playing besides them.  There was a nice archaic shopping center that served everything under the sun and a small coffee shop serving delicious coffees and pastries to their choice. The roads were not very crowded except one or two carriages carrying passengers to and fro. Mostly the people of this island would be walking wherever they wanted to giving a nod or a big grin to passersby. There were no stress levels seen on anyone’s aura, all were smiling and living an enthused life.

They saw a man walking with his dog and they approached him and said, “Sir, if you do not mind, we would like to ask you about this beautiful place. We are seafarers who are on a voyage.  We have seen many an island but have never come across such an extraordinary abode. There is a kind of positive energy in the environment. Everywhere we glance everything is kept in order. There is nothing amiss.”

The man very agreeably said, “It is completely alright. There are many travelers like you both who have by chance come on our island and they too find the place beautiful. Let us sit down and I will surely tell you a story behind this lovely island that you have come to.”  He made both Sam and Dan comfortable on a garden chair and said, “In the olden days, a Great King who belonged to the Pavlova Dynasty owned the entire region as well as many small islands. This particular island abounded with fauna and flora, was a kind of a summer retreat and was his favorite from all his other possessions. It looked as if the Gods too were pleased and showered their choicest blessings on the island. There is abundance of beauty everywhere.

Whenever the burdens of managing his entire kingdom became too much, he would call one of his trusted man and tell him, “I am going on a vacation for a few days to my lovely island and I have realized how much more energized, attentive and happy I feel once I return back completely refreshed from my most prized island. I can then take on any challenges that come my way. A kind of calmness and being one with nature is felt in the surroundings.  You have to see that no one comes to disturb me and I do not want to hear anything about my kingdom and how it is progressing. You manage and take care of whatever is happening in the empire.  I can trust you implicitly.”

He would regularly take a vacation with his gorgeous Queen and children for a few days to rejuvenate himself and to enjoy this gorgeous panoramic beauty where there were natural springs, sweet singing of birds in a chorus, fragrances of cherry blossoms, tulips, drifting everywhere and the warmth of sun rays falling lightly in the months of summer. All these added to the kind of nature’s goings-on that support life.  It was kept to his taste and from that time onward, many of his sons too came to this island of ours but none of them spoiled the very essence of the place. It was as fresh as a dewdrop that sits on a lotus leaf.” Sam and Dan then understood the special beauty of this island and till date the people had not let an inch of this place get spoilt.  There was a sense of fellowship and happiness all around.  

As soon as the sun set in all its golden rays and dusk settled, the small island took on a scenic beauty, silent and deep with everyone having an early dinner and tucking themselves in their cozy beds.  All the charming archaic shops too would be closed and not a single soul would be staying awake in the deep of the night.  Only the halogen lights gave a translucence kind of an atmosphere. The island was as quiet and peaceful as ever.

They both knew in their hearts of hearts, that they would never come across such an island of beauty.  They had to leave, as their families waited for them back home.  Once the sea was calm, they said their goodbyes to the wonderful people and boarded their ship with a heavy heart and went back on their voyage. Both stood silently observing the island from the deck as it faded away to a tiny speck. Each of them hoped, they could have stayed there for the rest of their lives and lived a simple life of love and harmony with the people of this island.