Stay Strong, Stay True !!

Discover a tale of resilience and triumph through life's darkest challenges. Follow the journey of overcoming adversity, finding strength, and emerging as a warrior. A testament to perseverance and the power of the human spirit. Read on for inspiration and hope.
Through the darkest of days and nights,
I fought with all my might.
The tough phase of life had arrived,
And I felt like I had barely survived.
Ups and downs came in waves,
And problems seemed to be all I could crave.

Each day was a struggle to get through,
As I cried and fell down anew.
Loneliness became my constant friend,
As I tried to find a way to mend.
My heart felt like a shattered vase,
And sadness seemed to be my only grace.

But I refused to give up or give in,
And kept fighting with all my skin.
I worked on myself day and night,
To overcome the darkness and find the light.

I rose from the ashes of my despair,
With a new perspective and fresh air.
I became a better version of myself,
Stronger, wiser, and more free.

Now I look back at that tough time,
And see how far I have climbed.
I am grateful for the lessons learned,
And for the strength that I have earned.
Life may throw curveballs our way,
But we can always choose to stay.

Stay strong, stay true, and never give up,
For the tough times will soon pass up.
In the end, it was all worth it,
For I emerged as a warrior, not a misfit.
I faced my fears and conquered them all,
And now I stand tall, never to fall.

– – Dedicated to my sister, Rajlakshmi Prithviraj

Be Where You Are – #JustBeYou

When you are crying, friend,
Forget why you are crying,
And just let tears flow.

When you are laughing,
Forget the reason for laughter,
And laugh anyway.

When you are angry,
Just for a moment
Forget what made you angry,
And honor - even celebrate -
the raw, burning, throbbing sensations
in your body.

Come closer.
Be present.
Honor what is alive in you.

Let powerful energies move without a story, without blame, without judgement, without resistance.

(Yet allow resistance too
if that is what's alive in you.)

Know yourself as LIFE -
The unconditional space
for it all.

~ Jeff Foster

#justbeyou

THE ART of GIVING

The art of giving is only real when it is given from heart without any  expectation of a return!! — Steemit

The Art of Giving

“Rivers do not drink their own water,

nor do trees eat their own fruit,

nor do rain clouds eat the grains reared by them.”

The true Art in Giving is to give from the heart without any expectation of a return.

True giving comes from the same place inside you as your deepest happiness. They are inexplicably intertwined.

A gift is something that is enjoyed twice. First by the giver who revels in the pleasure of giving something special and then also enjoyed by the person who receives the gift.

A very special form of giving takes the form of small, personal acts of kindness. Very often it is not money or belongings that people need, it’s the things that can’t be seen, such as advice reassurance, a kind word, compliments or a smile.

Is the wealth of the noble used solely for the benefit of others?
Even after accepting that giving is good and that one must learn to give,
several questions need to be answered.

The first question is ‘when should one give’?

Yudhisthir asks a beggar seeking alms to come the next day.
On this, Bhim rejoices, that Yudhisthir his brother, has conquered death!
For he is sure that he will be around tomorrow to give.
Yudhisthir gets the message.

One does not know really whether one will be there tomorrow to give!
The time to give therefore is NOW.

The next question is ‘How much to Give’?

One recalls the famous incident from history.
Maharana Pratap was reeling after defeat from the Mougals.
He had lost his army , he had lost his wealth , and most important he had lost hope, his will to fight.
At that time in his darkest hour , his erstwhile minister Bhamasha came seeking him and placed his entire fortune at the disposal of Rana Pratap.
With this, Rana Pratap raised an army and lived to fight another day.

The answer to this question ‘how much to give’ is : ” Give as much as you can !

The next question is ‘what to give’?

It is not only money that can be given.
It could be a flower or even a smile.
It is not how much one gives but how one gives that really matters.
When you give a smile to a stranger that may be the only good thing
received by him in days and weeks!

“You can give anything but you must give with your heart !

One also needs answer to this question ‘whom to give’?

Many times we avoid giving by finding fault with the person who is seeking.
However, being judgmental and rejecting a person on the presumption that he may not be the most deserving is not justified.

“Give without being Judgemental !”

Next we have to answer ‘How to give’?

Coming to the manner of giving, one has to ensure that the receiver does not feel humiliated, nor the giver feels proud by giving.

‘Let not your left hand know what your right hand gives’, said Jesus Christ

Charity without publicity and fanfare, is the highest form of charity.

‘Give quietly’!
While giving let not the recipient feel small or humiliated.
After all what we give never really belonged to us.
We come to this world with nothing and will go with nothing.
The thing gifted was only with us for a temporary period.
Why then take pride in giving away something which really did not belong to us? Give with grace and with a feeling of gratitude.

What should one feel after giving ?

We all know the story of Eklavya.
When Dronacharya asked him for his right thumb as ‘Guru-dakshina’.
He unhesitatingly cut off the thumb and gave it to Dronacharya.
There is a little known sequel to this story..
Eklavya was asked whether he ever regretted the act of giving away his thumb when he was dying.
His reply was “Yes ! I regretted this only once in my life.
It was when Pandavas were coming in to kill Dronacharya who was broken-hearted on the false news of death of his son Ashwathama, and had stopped fighting.
It was then that I regretted the loss of my thumb.
If the thumb was there, no one could have dared hurt my Guru”
The message to us is clear.

Give and never regret giving !

And the last question is ‘How much should we provide for our heirs’ ?

Ask yourself , ‘Are we taking away from them the ‘gift of work – a source of happiness’?
The answer is given by Warren Buffett:


“Leave your kids enough to do anything,
but not enough to do nothing!”

Let us learn the Art of Giving.

Quoting Sant Kabir:
“When the wealth in the house increases ,
When water fills a boat,
Throw them out with both hands !
This is the wise thing to do”!

I Love You and I Wish You Enough

Inspirational story: The secret meaning behind "I wish you enough"

To all my friends and loved ones – “I WISH YOU ENOUGH

Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the father said, ‘I love you, and I wish you enough.’

The daughter replied, ‘Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad.’

They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, ‘Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?’

‘Yes, I have,’ I replied. ‘Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?’..

‘I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is – the next trip back will be for my funeral,’ he said.

‘When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, ‘I wish you enough..’ May I ask what that means?’

He began to smile. ‘That’s a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone…’ He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. ‘When we said, ‘I wish you enough,’ we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.’ Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.

Kutters I Wish You Enough by Bob Perks Canvas Wall Hanging

I wish you enough Sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough Rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough Happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough Pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.

I wish you enough Gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough Loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough “Hello’s” to get you through the final “Good-bye”.

He then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
Only if you wish, send this to the people you will never forget. If you don’t send it to anyone it may mean that you are in such a hurry that you have forgotten your friends.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE….

To all my friends and loved ones – “I WISH YOU ENOUGH

Poem : I Wish You Enough …
Note: Was worth repeating ……. Story shared by someone on Whatsapp

Bhagavad Gita – Solves All Our Life’s Problems

Srimad Bhagwat Gita Helps To Keep Positive Attitude - सकारात्मक दृष्टिकोण  रखें, गीता के उपदेश इस दिशा में कारगर | Patrika News

Finding solutions for your problems in Bhagavad Gita

Open the Shrimad Bhagavad Gita.
Select your life’s problem, find the solution instantly.
This is very good collection and handy solution.
Somebody made a great effort to make this happen.

ANGER
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 56
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 62
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 63
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 26
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 1, 2 & 3
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 21
CONFUSION



Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 7
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 2
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 61
DEALING WITH ENVY


Chapter 12 ~ Shloka 13, 14
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 19
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 71
DEATH OF LOVED ONE
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 13
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 20
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 22
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 25
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 27
DEPRESSION

Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 3
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 14
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 21
DISCRIMINATED
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 18
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 19
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 32
Chapter 9 ~ Shloka 29
FEAR




Chapter 4 ~ Shloka 10
Chapter 11 ~ Shloka 50
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 30
FEELING SINFUL
Chapter 4 ~ Shloka 36
Chapter 4 ~ Shloka 37
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 10
Chapter 9 ~ Shloka 30
Chapter 10 ~ Shloka 3
Chapter 14 ~ Shloka 6
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 66
GREED

Chapter 14 ~ Shloka 17
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 21
Chapter 17 ~ Shloka 25
LAZINESS
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 8
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 20
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 16
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 39
LONELINESS

Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 30
Chapter 9 ~ Shloka 29
Chapter 13 ~ Shloka 16
Chapter 13 ~ Shloka 18
LOSING HOPE
Chapter 4 ~ Shloka 11
Chapter 9 ~ Shloka 22
Chapter 9 ~ Shloka 34
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 66
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 78
PRACTICING FORGIVENESS

Chapter 11 ~ Shloka 44
Chapter 12 ~ Shloka 13, 14
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 1, 2, 3
PRIDE
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 4
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 13, 14, 15
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 26
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 58
SEEKING PEACE
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 66
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 71
Chapter 4 ~ Shloka 39
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 29
Chapter 8 ~ Shloka 28
TEMPTATION

Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 60
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 61
Chapter 2 ~ Shloka 70
Chapter 7 ~ Shloka 14
DEMOTIVATED

Chapter 11 ~ Shloka 33
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 48
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 78
UNCONTROLLED MIND
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 5
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 6
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 26
Chapter 6 ~ Shloka 35
LUST
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 37
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 41
Chapter 3 ~ Shloka 43
Chapter 5 ~ Shloka 22
Chapter 16 ~ Shloka 21
FORGETFULNESS



Chapter 15 ~ Shloka 15
Chapter 18 ~ Shloka 61
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Touch and See

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The Prophet

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The Prophet is a book of 26 prose poetry fables written in English by the LebaneseAmerican poet and writer Kahlil Gibran. It was originally published in 1923 by Alfred A. Knopf. It is Gibran’s best known work. The Prophet has been translated into over 100 different languages, making it one of the most translated books in history, and it has never been out of print.

Proving that there is no connection between cost and value, it’s currently only Rs 79 on Amazon and it’s not hard to find a copy online. It’s a beautiful work, but we wanted to particularly highlight the chapter on work, reproduced here in its entirety.

On Work

Then a ploughman said, “Speak to us of Work.”

And he answered, saying:

You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.

For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life’s procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.

Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth’s furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,

Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.

And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,

And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life’s inmost secret.

But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.

You have been told also life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary.

And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,

And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,

And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,

And all work is empty save when there is love;

And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.

And what is it to work with love?

It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.

It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.

It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.

It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit,

And to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.

Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, “he who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is a nobler than he who ploughs the soil.

And he who seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is more than he who makes the sandals for our feet.”

But I say, not in sleep but in the over-wakefulness of noontide, that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks than to the least of all the blades of grass;

And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.

Work is love made visible.

And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.

For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man’s hunger.

And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in the wine.

And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man’s ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.

And People Stayed Home by Kathleen O’Meara during 1869 plague epidemic

And people stayed home

and read books and listened

and rested and exercised

and made art and played

and learned new ways of being

and stopped

and listened deeper

someone meditated

someone prayed

someone danced

someone met their shadow

and people began to think differently

and people healed

and in the absence of people who lived in ignorant ways,

dangerous, meaningless and heartless,

even the earth began to heal

and when the danger ended

and people found each other

grieved for the dead people

and they made new choices

and dreamed of new visions

and created new ways of life

and healed the earth completely

just as they were healed themselves.

Kathleen O’Meara, pen name Grace Ramsay (1839 Dublin – 10 November 1888 Paris) was an Irish-French Catholic writer and biographer during the late Victorian era. She was the Paris correspondent of The Tablet, a leading British Catholic magazine. Irish Monthly also published many of her serialized and biographical works. O’ Meara also wrote works of fiction where she explored a variety of topics from women’s suffrage to eastern European revolutions. The majority of her novels contained Catholic themes and social reform issues. -Wikipedia

Lockdown Special poem by Gulzar Sahab

Gulzar shayari || Gulzar poetry in hindi || (Hindi shayari)

Bewajah Ghar Se Nikalne Ki Zarurat Kya Hai,

Maut Se Aakhen Milane Ki Zarurat Kya Hai !!

Sabko Maloom Hai Bahar Ki Hawa Hai Kaatil ,

Yuhi Kaatil Se Ulajhne Ki Zarurat Kya Hai !!

Zindagi Ek Neemat Hai, Use Sambhal Ke Rakh,

Kabragahon Ko Sajane Ki Zarurat Kya Hai !!

Dil Behelane Ke Liye Ghar Me Wazah Hai Kafi ,

Yuhi Galiyon Me Bhatakne Ki Zarurat Kya Hai !!

Stay Home , Stay Safe !!

Mother Earth is Healing – A Wonderful write up by Vivienne in Spain

Healing Mother Earth - a poem by artyjules - All Poetry

The earth whispered but you did not hear.

The earth spoke but you did not listen

The earth screamed but you turned her off.

And so I was born…I was not born to punish you…I was born to awaken you…

The earth cried out for help…Massive flooding..But you didn’t listen.

Burning fires. But you didn’t listen.

Strong hurricanes. But you didn’t listen.

Terrifying Tornadoes. But you didn’t listen.

You still don’t listen to the earth when.

Ocean animals are dying due to pollutants in the waters.

Glaciers melting at an alarming rate.

Severe drought…You didn’t listen to how much negativity the earth is receiving.

Non-stop wars.

Non-stop greed.

You just kept going on with your life..

No matter how much hate there was..

No matter how many killings daily..

It was more important to get that latest iPhone than worry about what the earth was trying to tell you..

But now I am here.

And I’ve made the world stop in its tracks.

I’ve made YOU finally listen.

I’ve made you take refuge.

I’ve made you stop thinking about materialistic things..

Now you are like the earth…

You are only worried about YOUR survival.

How does that feel ?

I give you fever.. as the fires burn on earth.

I give you respiratory issues.. as pollution filled the earth’s air.

I give you weakness as the earth weakens every day.

I took away your comforts..

Your outings.

The things you would use to forget about the planet and its pain.

And I made the world stop..

And now…

China has better air quality…Skys are clear blue because factories are not spewing pollution unto the earth’s air.

The water in Venice is clean and Because the gondola boats that pollute the water are not being used.

YOU are having to take time to reflect on what is important in your life.

Again I am not here to punish you.. I am here to Awaken you..

When all this is over and I am gone… Please remember these moments..

Listen to the earth.

Listen to your soul.

Stop Polluting the earth.

Stop Fighting amongst each other.

Stop caring about materialistic things.

And start loving your neighbours.

Start caring about the earth and all its creatures.

Start believing in a Creator.

Because next time I may come back even stronger…

Signed

Yours faithfully

Coronavirus..

And next time don’t know how long you will survive.

News - Diocese of Hamilton

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