Coconut and Banana are the only two fruits which are considered to be the "Sacred fruits". All other fruits are tainted fruits ( partially eaten fruits), meaning other fruits have seeds and which have the capacity to reproduce !
But in the case of coconut, if you eat coconut and throw its outer shell, nothing will grow out of it. If you want to grow a coconut tree, you have to sow the entire coconut itself.
Similarly Banana. If you eat a banana and throw its out sleeves, nothing will grow out of it. Banana tree is grown on its own when a banana plant start giving fruits.
The outer shell of coconut is the Ahamkara or ego, which one has to break. Once the ego is shed the mind will be as pure as the white tender coconut inside. The Bhavaavesha or Bhakthi will pour like the sweet water in it. The 3 eyes on the top they explain as Satwa, Raja and Tama or Past , Present and Future or Sthoola, Sukshma and Karana Sareera or body etc
Our ancestors had found this reality long ago and they had made it as a system which is till followed religiously.!
WHY ONE SHOULD VISIT TEMPLES REGULARLY...?
Here is the scientific Reason. Must read and share...
There are hundreds of temples all over India
in different size, shape and locations
but
not all of them are considered to be in the Vedic way.
Generally,
the temples are located in a place where earth's magnetic waves pass through.
In simple terms, these temples are located strategically at a place where the positive energy is abundantly available from the magnetic wave distribution of north/ south pole thrust.
Because of its location, where high magnetic values are available, the Main Idol is placed in the center,
and
also because they place a copper plate written with some Vedic scripts,
which is buried, beneath the Main Idol's placement known as "Garbhagriha"
or
Moolasthan, the copper absorbs the earth's magnetic waves and radiates to the surroundings.
Thus a person who regularly visits a temple and makes clockwise pradakshina of the Main Idol's placement, automatically receives the beamed magnetic waves which get absorbed by his body.
This is very slow and a regular visit will make him absorb more energy,
known as positive energy.
In addition, the Sanctum Sanctorum is completely enclosed on three sides.
The effect of all energies is very high in here.
The lamp that is lit radiates the heat and light energy.
The ringing of the bells and the chanting of prayers gives sound energy.
The fragrance from the flowers, the burning of camphor give out chemical energy.
The effect of all these energies is activated by the positive energy that comes out of the idol.
This is in addition to the north/south pole magnetic energy that is absorbed by the copper plate and utensils that are kept in the Moolasthan.
The water used for the Pooja is mixed with Cardamom, Benzoin, Holy Basil (Tulsi), Clove, etc is the "Theertham".
This water becomes more energized because it receives the positive-ness of all these energies combined.
When persons go to the temple for Deepaaraadhana, and when the doors open up, the positive energy gushes out onto the persons who are there.
The water that is sprinkled onto the people passes on the energy to all.
That is the reason why, men are not allowed to wear shirts to the temple and ladies have to wear more ornaments because it is through these jewels (metal) that positive energy is absorbed in ladies.
It is proved that Theertham is a very good blood purifier, as it is highly energized.
In addition, temples offer holy water (about three spoons).
This water is mainly a source of magneto therapy as they place the copper water vessel at the Garbhagriha.
It also contains cardamom, clove, saffron, etc to add taste and Tulsi (holy Basil) leaves are put into the water to increase its medicinal value..!
The clove essence protects one from tooth decay, the saffron & Tulsi leave essence protects one from common cold and cough, cardamom and benzoine known as Pachha Karpuram, acts as a mouth refreshing agents.
This way, one's health too is protected, by regularly visiting Temples.. !
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Thursday, September 17, 2015
An extract from writer Sujatha’s biography. A must read.
For all parents who force their children to study. Is life just dangling in future alone??
I recently got an E-mail. It's from a worried father of two sons. He is a successful central government employee. Starting his career as a fresher and completed his whole career as a senior officer before retiring. He has two sons. Both of them well settled with their family. One is living in America, and the another one living in Australia. He is living along with his wife, in his native city, Trichy. His only problem is severe depression from loneliness. His wife is suffering from arthritis, and he has Asthma and they can't settle in colder countries with their sons. Their sons rarely visit them. Even for two years, they wouldn't visit once. Even if they do, they would stay hardly for 5days and that too, would hardly spend 5 hours with them.
My second son likes to read a lot of your books. He buys them when he visits India. If you could write an email to him, explaining our state, he might understand us. He requested. I generally don't get into other's family problem. But when he insisted, I just forwarded his mail to his son.
After a week's delay, there was response from his son. A lengthy email that made me think a lot about present education and its psychological effects. His son's mail read as, "I lived in Trichy for 22 whole years. But I don't have any bonding with my native town. For 22years, I have been with my parents. But I don't have any sweet memories of them. My father, has always planned to make me an Engineer. He even planned it right before my LKG.
Every day, he would sit along and teach lessons. After that my mother would. Studying in the school, than studying in the home, it's all the only memories of my childhood that I carry around. Even during leaves, even on summer holidays, its English Grammar and Maths Algebra. Even for festivals like Pongal, and Dewali, there's nothing for me to celebrate, just studying.
Sometimes, I would lie down and think. If I have anything to remember from my childhood. Anywhere, any happy occasion. Nothing. Atleast If I got any bad occasion, to remember. Nothing. Its just plain studying, studying, studying.
My school is worse than that. It's a private school. It is ranked best for squeezing my childhood into marks. People would stand in queues even to get admission. There were teachers to assist us the moment we enter the school and would stay with us till we leave the campus. There's no way, they would let me laugh or play. It's just study, study, study.
Even in that, study, I have nothing to amuse myself. I didn't learn anything out of the box from that education. None introduced me to novels or art. Only thing they taught me is to xerox the whole text with just my memory and write on the exam papers.
After finishing my graduation in the same way, and getting employed in America, I just figured out on my own, how happy life can be. Travelling, meeting friends, reading novels, hearing music, were all making me very happy. Our mind, just remembers the place, where it is very happy. It assumes that, that place is our native. That's, how I love the cities in America more than Trichy. Now Trichy is like a strange city to me. I can't stay for more than a day in it.
I have respect for my parents. I am grateful to them. I understand them. But I can't talk for more than half an hour with them. For 22 years, they hid this world and made me study. Nothing more I can think about them. If I am to love them, I should have understood them. I just see them as strangers.
For the 22years, I have been with them, we never had any general discussions. They only frighten me with their fears, studies, and my future. Even If I force myself to speak with them, I have nothing to talk. Even now, they frighten me with questions, like, how much I earn and what are my savings plan. They ask me not to travel, and not to buy books. They are asking me to live their life.
Now tell me, How do you expect me to talk with, when we don't even have common interests to discuss even for 1/2 hour. Even if I try artificially, I can't. How do you expect me to stay in a city that has long become strange for me. I can force myself for 5 days, for the gratitude and respect. What can I do after that." I forwarded that mail as such to his father. His father just read that mail and didn't understand a bit. Out of his own frustration, he replied, that his son is disrespectful and irresponsible. After a month, he just mailed, me saying, If I could call his son for Dewali.
Dewali is a celebration for children. Children like it a lot. When we grow up, we celebrate less and just carry the happy memories of the childhood celebrations. Your son says, he doesn't have any such memories. You have taken away all his enjoyment and colorfulness from his life. I replied. He never wrote back any mail. Life is not a struggle for securing the future. It is to make every minute memorable with colors. It is for that same reason, we have festivals and celebrations. It is what our ancestors framed for us.
Tomorrow is important, but today is more important.😊
I recently got an E-mail. It's from a worried father of two sons. He is a successful central government employee. Starting his career as a fresher and completed his whole career as a senior officer before retiring. He has two sons. Both of them well settled with their family. One is living in America, and the another one living in Australia. He is living along with his wife, in his native city, Trichy. His only problem is severe depression from loneliness. His wife is suffering from arthritis, and he has Asthma and they can't settle in colder countries with their sons. Their sons rarely visit them. Even for two years, they wouldn't visit once. Even if they do, they would stay hardly for 5days and that too, would hardly spend 5 hours with them.
My second son likes to read a lot of your books. He buys them when he visits India. If you could write an email to him, explaining our state, he might understand us. He requested. I generally don't get into other's family problem. But when he insisted, I just forwarded his mail to his son.
After a week's delay, there was response from his son. A lengthy email that made me think a lot about present education and its psychological effects. His son's mail read as, "I lived in Trichy for 22 whole years. But I don't have any bonding with my native town. For 22years, I have been with my parents. But I don't have any sweet memories of them. My father, has always planned to make me an Engineer. He even planned it right before my LKG.
Every day, he would sit along and teach lessons. After that my mother would. Studying in the school, than studying in the home, it's all the only memories of my childhood that I carry around. Even during leaves, even on summer holidays, its English Grammar and Maths Algebra. Even for festivals like Pongal, and Dewali, there's nothing for me to celebrate, just studying.
Sometimes, I would lie down and think. If I have anything to remember from my childhood. Anywhere, any happy occasion. Nothing. Atleast If I got any bad occasion, to remember. Nothing. Its just plain studying, studying, studying.
My school is worse than that. It's a private school. It is ranked best for squeezing my childhood into marks. People would stand in queues even to get admission. There were teachers to assist us the moment we enter the school and would stay with us till we leave the campus. There's no way, they would let me laugh or play. It's just study, study, study.
Even in that, study, I have nothing to amuse myself. I didn't learn anything out of the box from that education. None introduced me to novels or art. Only thing they taught me is to xerox the whole text with just my memory and write on the exam papers.
After finishing my graduation in the same way, and getting employed in America, I just figured out on my own, how happy life can be. Travelling, meeting friends, reading novels, hearing music, were all making me very happy. Our mind, just remembers the place, where it is very happy. It assumes that, that place is our native. That's, how I love the cities in America more than Trichy. Now Trichy is like a strange city to me. I can't stay for more than a day in it.
I have respect for my parents. I am grateful to them. I understand them. But I can't talk for more than half an hour with them. For 22 years, they hid this world and made me study. Nothing more I can think about them. If I am to love them, I should have understood them. I just see them as strangers.
For the 22years, I have been with them, we never had any general discussions. They only frighten me with their fears, studies, and my future. Even If I force myself to speak with them, I have nothing to talk. Even now, they frighten me with questions, like, how much I earn and what are my savings plan. They ask me not to travel, and not to buy books. They are asking me to live their life.
Now tell me, How do you expect me to talk with, when we don't even have common interests to discuss even for 1/2 hour. Even if I try artificially, I can't. How do you expect me to stay in a city that has long become strange for me. I can force myself for 5 days, for the gratitude and respect. What can I do after that." I forwarded that mail as such to his father. His father just read that mail and didn't understand a bit. Out of his own frustration, he replied, that his son is disrespectful and irresponsible. After a month, he just mailed, me saying, If I could call his son for Dewali.
Dewali is a celebration for children. Children like it a lot. When we grow up, we celebrate less and just carry the happy memories of the childhood celebrations. Your son says, he doesn't have any such memories. You have taken away all his enjoyment and colorfulness from his life. I replied. He never wrote back any mail. Life is not a struggle for securing the future. It is to make every minute memorable with colors. It is for that same reason, we have festivals and celebrations. It is what our ancestors framed for us.
Tomorrow is important, but today is more important.😊
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Seek His Feet
A small story....
Once upon a time, there lived many fishes in a pond. Everyday, they would wake up in the morning with a dread - the fisherman's net! The fisherman would be there every morning, without fail to cast his net. And without fail every morning, many fishes would get caught in it.
Some would be taken by surprise, some caught napping, some would not find any place to hide while some others, even though aware of the lurking danger, would simply find no means to escape the deadly net.
Among the fishes was one young fish that was always cheerful. It had no fear of the fisherman's net and it seemed to have mastered the art of being alive and staying lively.
All the senior fishes wondered as to what might be the secret of this little fish. How could it manage so well when their cumulative experience and wisdom were not enough to save them from the net. Unable to bear their curiosity and desperate to find a way to escape the net, all the fishes went to this little fish one evening.
"Hey little one! We have all come here to talk to you."
"Me!?" said the little fish, "What do you want to speak to me about?"
"We actually want to ask you something. Tomorrow morning, the fisherman will be back again. Are you not scared of getting caught in his net?"
"The little fish smiled, "No! I will not be caught in his net ever!"
"Share with us little one, the secret behind your confidence and success", the elders pleaded.
"Very simple", said the little fish. "When the fisherman comes to cast his net, I rush and stay at his feet. That is one place that the net can never reach, even if the fisherman wants to cast! So, I never get caught."
All the fishes simply marveled at the simplicity of the little fish's wisdom.
Point To Ponder:
Similarly when we cling to HIS feet, we can escape the net He throws at us "Maya".
Once upon a time, there lived many fishes in a pond. Everyday, they would wake up in the morning with a dread - the fisherman's net! The fisherman would be there every morning, without fail to cast his net. And without fail every morning, many fishes would get caught in it.
Some would be taken by surprise, some caught napping, some would not find any place to hide while some others, even though aware of the lurking danger, would simply find no means to escape the deadly net.
Among the fishes was one young fish that was always cheerful. It had no fear of the fisherman's net and it seemed to have mastered the art of being alive and staying lively.
All the senior fishes wondered as to what might be the secret of this little fish. How could it manage so well when their cumulative experience and wisdom were not enough to save them from the net. Unable to bear their curiosity and desperate to find a way to escape the net, all the fishes went to this little fish one evening.
"Hey little one! We have all come here to talk to you."
"Me!?" said the little fish, "What do you want to speak to me about?"
"We actually want to ask you something. Tomorrow morning, the fisherman will be back again. Are you not scared of getting caught in his net?"
"The little fish smiled, "No! I will not be caught in his net ever!"
"Share with us little one, the secret behind your confidence and success", the elders pleaded.
"Very simple", said the little fish. "When the fisherman comes to cast his net, I rush and stay at his feet. That is one place that the net can never reach, even if the fisherman wants to cast! So, I never get caught."
All the fishes simply marveled at the simplicity of the little fish's wisdom.
Point To Ponder:
Similarly when we cling to HIS feet, we can escape the net He throws at us "Maya".
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Chalus
ബസ് യാത്രയ്ക്കിടയില് സുന്ദരിയായ ഒരു പെണ്കുട്ടി നിങളുടെ സീറ്റിന്
അടുത്ത് വന്നിരുന്നാല് അഹങ്ങരിക്കേണ്ട ....നിങ്ങള്ക്ക് പ്രായം ആയി
വരുകയാണ് എന്നതിന് തെളിവാണ് അത് ...
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ടി വി യുടെ മുന്പില് ഇരുന്നു കരയുന്ന ഭര്ത്താവിനോട് ഭാര്യ
" നാണമില്ലേ മനുഷ്യാ ചില പെണ്ണു ങ്ങളെ പോലെ സീരിയല്
കണ്ടു കരയാന് "
ഭര്ത്താവ് " സീരിയല് അല്ലെടി നമ്മുടെ കല്യാണ സിഡി യാ "
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രവി ഗോപിയോട് :- അളിയാ ഇത്ര സമ്പന്നയായ ഒരു സ്ത്രീ നിന്നെ എങ്ങനെ വിവാഹം കഴിച്ചു ?
ഗോപി :- അത് നിസ്സാരമായിരുന്നു. അവരുടെ നാല്പ്പതാം ജന്മദിനത്തില് ഞാനവര്ക്ക് 20 റോസാപ്പൂക്കള് സമ്മാന മായി നല്കി.
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എയര്ലൈന്സ് ഒരു പുതിയ സ്കീം പ്രഖ്യാപിച്ചു. ടിക്കറ്റെടുക്കുന്ന വിവാഹിതരായ പുരുഷന്മാര്ക്ക് ഭാര്യമാരെയും കൊണ്ടുപോകാം.തികച്ചും ഫ്രീ.
സ്കീം വന് വിജയമായതിനെത്തുടര്ന്നു എയര്ലൈന്സ് ഭാര്യമാര്ക്ക് കത്തെഴുതി ചോദിച്ചു :- നിങ്ങളുടെ യാത്ര ആനന്ദകരമായിരുന്നോ ?
എല്ലാ മറുപടിയും ഒന്നായിരുന്നു :- ഏതു യാത്ര ??
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ഇപ്പൊ ഇല്ല പാവം മരിച്ചു പോയി
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ഒരാള് കാറ് വാങ്ങാന് ഷോപ്പില് കയറി. 200,000 രൂപയായിരുന്നു അടയ്ക്കേണ്ട തുക. അയാളുടെ കയ്യില് 199,995 രൂപ മാത്രമേ ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നുള്ളു. കാഷ്യര് സമ്മതിച്ചില്ല. ബില് തുക തികച്ചടയ്ക്കണം എന്ന് വാശി പിടിച്ചു.
അപ്പോഴാണ് പുറത്ത് ഒരു ഭിക്ഷക്കാരനിരിക്കുന്നത് അയാളുടെ ശ്രദ്ധയില് പെട്ടത്. ഭിക്ഷക്കാരനെ സമീപിച്ച് അയാള് അഞ്ചു രൂപ കടം ചോദിച്ചു. അത് എന്തിനാണ് ചോദിച്ചപ്പോള് ഒരു കാര് വാങ്ങാനാണെന്ന് മറുപടി നല്കി. അപ്പോള് ഭിക്ഷക്കാരന് ചില്ലറ പെറുക്കി എണ്ണിക്കണക്കാക്കി പത്തു രൂപ കൊടുത്തു. എന്നിട്ട് പറഞ്ഞു: ......................
ഒരെണ്ണം എനിക്കും വാങ്ങിക്കൊള്ളൂ.
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യാത്രയില് ടാക്സി ഡ്രൈവര് പറഞ്ഞു :- ഇതെന്റെ സ്വന്തം വണ്ടിയാണ്.ഞാന് സംതൃപ്തനാണ്.ഞാനാണ് എന്റെ ബോസ്.ഞാന് എന്ത് ചെയ്യണമെന്ന് എന്നോട് ആരും ആജ്ഞാപിക്കില്ല.
ഞാന് ചിരിച്ചു കൊണ്ട് പറഞ്ഞു :- മുന്പില് കാണുന്ന വഴിയേ ഇടത്തോട്ടു പോകുക.
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ഓടിക്കൊണ്ടിരുന്ന ഓട്ടോക്കുള്ളില് നവദമ്പതികള് പരസ്പരം ചുംബിക്കുകയായിരുന്നു.
പെട്ടെന്ന് ഓട്ടോ Accident ആയി മറിഞ്ഞു.
ഓട്ടോ യില് നിന്ന് രക്ഷപെട്ടു പുറത്തിറങ്ങിയ ഡ്രൈവറുടെ ആദ്യ പ്രതികരണം ഇതായിരുന്നു :- ടൈറ്റാനിക് മുങ്ങാന് കാരണം ഇപ്പോഴാണ് മനസ്സിലായത്.
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ഭര്ത്താവ് ....ഇന്നലെ ക്ലബ്ബിൽ മദ്യപാന മത്സരം ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു
ഭാര്യ ....അതെയോ ..ആർക്കായിരുന്നു രണ്ടാം സമ്മാനം ???
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കുട്ടി അമ്മയോട് :- അമ്മ പറഞ്ഞില്ലേ മാലാഖമാര്ക്ക് ചിറകുണ്ട് അവര് പറക്കും എന്ന്.?
അമ്മ :- അതെ .
കുട്ടി :- ഇന്നലെ അച്ഛന് വേലക്കാരി ജാനുവിനെ കെട്ടിപ്പിടിച്ചു കൊണ്ട് പറഞ്ഞു ' നീയൊരു മാലാഖ ആണെന്ന് '.അപ്പോള് വേലക്കാരി ജാനുവും പറക്കുമോ ?
അമ്മ :- നാളെ അവളിങ്ങു വരട്ടെ. അവള് പറക്കുന്നത് അമ്മ കാണിച്ചു തരാം.
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ട്രെയിനിന് തന്റെ കുട്ടിക്കുള്ള ബെര്ത്ത് ഒഴിയാന് വിസമ്മതിച്ച യുവതി യെപ്പറ്റി ഒരു ഉത്തരേന്ത്യന് യുവാവ് ടി ടി യോട് പരാതിപ്പെട്ടത് ഇങ്ങനെ :-
" THIS LADY IS NOT GIVING BIRTH TO MY CHILD. "
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ബുഫേ പാര്ട്ടിയില് പ്ലേറ്റിനൊപ്പം വച്ചിരുന്ന ടിഷ്യു പേപ്പര് കഴിക്കാനുള്ളതാണെന്നു കരുതി ഒരുവന് അത് വായില് വയ്ക്കവേ അടുത്തു നിന്ന സുഹൃത്ത് വിലക്കി :- അത് കഴിക്കരുത്..
ആദ്യത്തെയാള് :- കാരണം..?
സുഹൃത്ത് :- ഒരു രുചിയുമില്ല.
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ഫ്ലാഷ് ന്യൂസ് ..... രണ്ടു സീറ്റുകളുള്ള ഒരു വിമാനം ലുധിയാനയ്ക്ക് സമീപമുള്ള
ഒരു സെമിത്തേ രിയിൽ തകർന്നു വീണു ......നാട്ടുകാരായ ചേട്ടന്മാർ 241 മൃതദെഹങ്ങൽ കുഴിച്ചെടുത്തു
തിരച്ചിൽ തുടരുന്നു
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യുവതി ജ്യോത്സ്യനോട് :- എന്റെ ഭര്ത്താവ് എന്നും അര്ദ്ധ രാത്രിയില് വീട്ടില് നിന്ന് പുറത്തു പോകും .നേരം പുലര്ന്ന ശേഷമേ തിരിച്ചു വരുകയുള്ളു.
ജ്യോത്സ്യന് :- ഇത് നിങ്ങള് നേരിടുന്ന പ്രശ്നമോ അതോ എനിക്കുള്ള ഇന്വിറ്റേഷനോ ?
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ഒരു നീഗ്രോ മരിച്ച ശേഷം സ്വർഗത്തിൽ എത്തി
മാലാഖ ... നീ ആരാണ്?
നീഗ്രോ..ടൈറ്റാനി ക്കിലെ നായകൻ !!
മാലാഖ കണ് ഫ്യുഷനിൽ ആയി ..മറ്റൊരു മാലാഖയോട് ചോദിച്ചു
"" ടൈറ്റാനിക് മുങ്ങിയതാണോ അതോ കത്തിയതാണോ "
അടുത്ത് വന്നിരുന്നാല് അഹങ്ങരിക്കേണ്ട ....നിങ്ങള്ക്ക് പ്രായം ആയി
വരുകയാണ് എന്നതിന് തെളിവാണ് അത് ...
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ടി വി യുടെ മുന്പില് ഇരുന്നു കരയുന്ന ഭര്ത്താവിനോട് ഭാര്യ
" നാണമില്ലേ മനുഷ്യാ ചില പെണ്ണു ങ്ങളെ പോലെ സീരിയല്
കണ്ടു കരയാന് "
ഭര്ത്താവ് " സീരിയല് അല്ലെടി നമ്മുടെ കല്യാണ സിഡി യാ "
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രവി ഗോപിയോട് :- അളിയാ ഇത്ര സമ്പന്നയായ ഒരു സ്ത്രീ നിന്നെ എങ്ങനെ വിവാഹം കഴിച്ചു ?
ഗോപി :- അത് നിസ്സാരമായിരുന്നു. അവരുടെ നാല്പ്പതാം ജന്മദിനത്തില് ഞാനവര്ക്ക് 20 റോസാപ്പൂക്കള് സമ്മാന മായി നല്കി.
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എയര്ലൈന്സ് ഒരു പുതിയ സ്കീം പ്രഖ്യാപിച്ചു. ടിക്കറ്റെടുക്കുന്ന വിവാഹിതരായ പുരുഷന്മാര്ക്ക് ഭാര്യമാരെയും കൊണ്ടുപോകാം.തികച്ചും ഫ്രീ.
സ്കീം വന് വിജയമായതിനെത്തുടര്ന്നു എയര്ലൈന്സ് ഭാര്യമാര്ക്ക് കത്തെഴുതി ചോദിച്ചു :- നിങ്ങളുടെ യാത്ര ആനന്ദകരമായിരുന്നോ ?
എല്ലാ മറുപടിയും ഒന്നായിരുന്നു :- ഏതു യാത്ര ??
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പണ്ട് പണ്ട് ഒരു രാജ്യത്തു ഒരു രാജാവ് ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു
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ഇപ്പൊ ഇല്ല പാവം മരിച്ചു പോയി
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ഒരാള് കാറ് വാങ്ങാന് ഷോപ്പില് കയറി. 200,000 രൂപയായിരുന്നു അടയ്ക്കേണ്ട തുക. അയാളുടെ കയ്യില് 199,995 രൂപ മാത്രമേ ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നുള്ളു. കാഷ്യര് സമ്മതിച്ചില്ല. ബില് തുക തികച്ചടയ്ക്കണം എന്ന് വാശി പിടിച്ചു.
അപ്പോഴാണ് പുറത്ത് ഒരു ഭിക്ഷക്കാരനിരിക്കുന്നത് അയാളുടെ ശ്രദ്ധയില് പെട്ടത്. ഭിക്ഷക്കാരനെ സമീപിച്ച് അയാള് അഞ്ചു രൂപ കടം ചോദിച്ചു. അത് എന്തിനാണ് ചോദിച്ചപ്പോള് ഒരു കാര് വാങ്ങാനാണെന്ന് മറുപടി നല്കി. അപ്പോള് ഭിക്ഷക്കാരന് ചില്ലറ പെറുക്കി എണ്ണിക്കണക്കാക്കി പത്തു രൂപ കൊടുത്തു. എന്നിട്ട് പറഞ്ഞു: ......................
ഒരെണ്ണം എനിക്കും വാങ്ങിക്കൊള്ളൂ.
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യാത്രയില് ടാക്സി ഡ്രൈവര് പറഞ്ഞു :- ഇതെന്റെ സ്വന്തം വണ്ടിയാണ്.ഞാന് സംതൃപ്തനാണ്.ഞാനാണ് എന്റെ ബോസ്.ഞാന് എന്ത് ചെയ്യണമെന്ന് എന്നോട് ആരും ആജ്ഞാപിക്കില്ല.
ഞാന് ചിരിച്ചു കൊണ്ട് പറഞ്ഞു :- മുന്പില് കാണുന്ന വഴിയേ ഇടത്തോട്ടു പോകുക.
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ഓടിക്കൊണ്ടിരുന്ന ഓട്ടോക്കുള്ളില് നവദമ്പതികള് പരസ്പരം ചുംബിക്കുകയായിരുന്നു.
പെട്ടെന്ന് ഓട്ടോ Accident ആയി മറിഞ്ഞു.
ഓട്ടോ യില് നിന്ന് രക്ഷപെട്ടു പുറത്തിറങ്ങിയ ഡ്രൈവറുടെ ആദ്യ പ്രതികരണം ഇതായിരുന്നു :- ടൈറ്റാനിക് മുങ്ങാന് കാരണം ഇപ്പോഴാണ് മനസ്സിലായത്.
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ഭര്ത്താവ് ....ഇന്നലെ ക്ലബ്ബിൽ മദ്യപാന മത്സരം ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു
ഭാര്യ ....അതെയോ ..ആർക്കായിരുന്നു രണ്ടാം സമ്മാനം ???
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കുട്ടി അമ്മയോട് :- അമ്മ പറഞ്ഞില്ലേ മാലാഖമാര്ക്ക് ചിറകുണ്ട് അവര് പറക്കും എന്ന്.?
അമ്മ :- അതെ .
കുട്ടി :- ഇന്നലെ അച്ഛന് വേലക്കാരി ജാനുവിനെ കെട്ടിപ്പിടിച്ചു കൊണ്ട് പറഞ്ഞു ' നീയൊരു മാലാഖ ആണെന്ന് '.അപ്പോള് വേലക്കാരി ജാനുവും പറക്കുമോ ?
അമ്മ :- നാളെ അവളിങ്ങു വരട്ടെ. അവള് പറക്കുന്നത് അമ്മ കാണിച്ചു തരാം.
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ട്രെയിനിന് തന്റെ കുട്ടിക്കുള്ള ബെര്ത്ത് ഒഴിയാന് വിസമ്മതിച്ച യുവതി യെപ്പറ്റി ഒരു ഉത്തരേന്ത്യന് യുവാവ് ടി ടി യോട് പരാതിപ്പെട്ടത് ഇങ്ങനെ :-
" THIS LADY IS NOT GIVING BIRTH TO MY CHILD. "
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ബുഫേ പാര്ട്ടിയില് പ്ലേറ്റിനൊപ്പം വച്ചിരുന്ന ടിഷ്യു പേപ്പര് കഴിക്കാനുള്ളതാണെന്നു കരുതി ഒരുവന് അത് വായില് വയ്ക്കവേ അടുത്തു നിന്ന സുഹൃത്ത് വിലക്കി :- അത് കഴിക്കരുത്..
ആദ്യത്തെയാള് :- കാരണം..?
സുഹൃത്ത് :- ഒരു രുചിയുമില്ല.
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ഫ്ലാഷ് ന്യൂസ് ..... രണ്ടു സീറ്റുകളുള്ള ഒരു വിമാനം ലുധിയാനയ്ക്ക് സമീപമുള്ള
ഒരു സെമിത്തേ രിയിൽ തകർന്നു വീണു ......നാട്ടുകാരായ ചേട്ടന്മാർ 241 മൃതദെഹങ്ങൽ കുഴിച്ചെടുത്തു
തിരച്ചിൽ തുടരുന്നു
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യുവതി ജ്യോത്സ്യനോട് :- എന്റെ ഭര്ത്താവ് എന്നും അര്ദ്ധ രാത്രിയില് വീട്ടില് നിന്ന് പുറത്തു പോകും .നേരം പുലര്ന്ന ശേഷമേ തിരിച്ചു വരുകയുള്ളു.
ജ്യോത്സ്യന് :- ഇത് നിങ്ങള് നേരിടുന്ന പ്രശ്നമോ അതോ എനിക്കുള്ള ഇന്വിറ്റേഷനോ ?
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ഒരു നീഗ്രോ മരിച്ച ശേഷം സ്വർഗത്തിൽ എത്തി
മാലാഖ ... നീ ആരാണ്?
നീഗ്രോ..ടൈറ്റാനി ക്കിലെ നായകൻ !!
മാലാഖ കണ് ഫ്യുഷനിൽ ആയി ..മറ്റൊരു മാലാഖയോട് ചോദിച്ചു
"" ടൈറ്റാനിക് മുങ്ങിയതാണോ അതോ കത്തിയതാണോ "
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
MANAGEMENT LESSONS FROM A FIVE HUNDRED RUPEE NOTE
Prakash Iyer, MD, Kimberly-Clark Lever and Executive Coach from Pune shares two important management lessons he learnt from a 500-rupee note. Read on.
1. It happened some years ago but I can recall the evening like it happened just last week.
I was in an audience listening to a motivational guru.
The speaker whipped out his wallet and pulled out a five hundred-rupee note.
Holding it up, he asked, "Who wants this five hundred rupee note?"
Lots of hands went up. Including mine.
A slow chorus began to build as people began to shout "Me!" "Me!"
I began to wonder who the lucky one would be who the speaker would choose.
And I also secretly wondered -- and I am sure others did too -- why he would simply give away five hundred rupees.
Even as the shouts of "I want it" grew louder, I noticed a young woman running down the aisle.
She ran up onto the stage, went up to the speaker, and grabbed the five hundred-rupee note from his hand. "Well done, young lady," said the speaker into the microphone.
"Most of us just wait for good things to happen. That's of no use. You've got to make things happen."
The speaker's words have stayed with me ever since.
'Simply thinking about doing something is of no use'
Our lives are like that. We all see opportunities around us. We all want the good things.
But the problem is we don't take action.
We all want the five hundred rupee notes on offer. But we don't make the move. We look at it longingly.Get up, and do something about it. Don't worry about what other people might think. Take action.
2. Several years later, it was another day, another time.
And another motivational guru.
As I watched him pull out a five hundred rupee note and hold it up for all to see, I thought I knew what he was going to do next. But he just asked a simple question. "How much is this worth?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" the crowd yelled in unison.
"Right," said the speaker. He then took the note and crumpled it into a ball and asked "How much is it worth now?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" screamed the audience.
He then threw the note on the ground, stamped all over it and picked up the note and asked one more time: "And how much is it worth now?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" was the response.
"I want you to remember this," said the speaker.
"Just because someone crumples it, or stamps on it, the value of the note does not diminish.
We should all be like the five hundred rupee note..
In our lives, there will be times when we feel crushed, stamped over, beaten. But never let your self-worth diminish. Just because someone chooses to crush you -- that doesn't change your worth one bit!
Don't allow your self-worth to diminish because someone says something nasty -- or does something dirty -- to you."
'Never let your self-worth diminish.
1. It happened some years ago but I can recall the evening like it happened just last week.
I was in an audience listening to a motivational guru.
The speaker whipped out his wallet and pulled out a five hundred-rupee note.
Holding it up, he asked, "Who wants this five hundred rupee note?"
Lots of hands went up. Including mine.
A slow chorus began to build as people began to shout "Me!" "Me!"
I began to wonder who the lucky one would be who the speaker would choose.
And I also secretly wondered -- and I am sure others did too -- why he would simply give away five hundred rupees.
Even as the shouts of "I want it" grew louder, I noticed a young woman running down the aisle.
She ran up onto the stage, went up to the speaker, and grabbed the five hundred-rupee note from his hand. "Well done, young lady," said the speaker into the microphone.
"Most of us just wait for good things to happen. That's of no use. You've got to make things happen."
The speaker's words have stayed with me ever since.
'Simply thinking about doing something is of no use'
Our lives are like that. We all see opportunities around us. We all want the good things.
But the problem is we don't take action.
We all want the five hundred rupee notes on offer. But we don't make the move. We look at it longingly.Get up, and do something about it. Don't worry about what other people might think. Take action.
2. Several years later, it was another day, another time.
And another motivational guru.
As I watched him pull out a five hundred rupee note and hold it up for all to see, I thought I knew what he was going to do next. But he just asked a simple question. "How much is this worth?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" the crowd yelled in unison.
"Right," said the speaker. He then took the note and crumpled it into a ball and asked "How much is it worth now?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" screamed the audience.
He then threw the note on the ground, stamped all over it and picked up the note and asked one more time: "And how much is it worth now?"
"Five Hundred rupees!" was the response.
"I want you to remember this," said the speaker.
"Just because someone crumples it, or stamps on it, the value of the note does not diminish.
We should all be like the five hundred rupee note..
In our lives, there will be times when we feel crushed, stamped over, beaten. But never let your self-worth diminish. Just because someone chooses to crush you -- that doesn't change your worth one bit!
Don't allow your self-worth to diminish because someone says something nasty -- or does something dirty -- to you."
'Never let your self-worth diminish.
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