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प्रार्थना का मार्ग समर्पण का मार्ग है
प्रार्थना याचना नहीं अर्पणा है
जिससे हृदय के द्वार स्वयमेव खुलते हैं
सूरज का उदय हो और फूल न खिलें तो समझना कि वह फूल नहीं पत्थर है… परमात्मा की प्रार्थना हो और हमारा हृदय न खिले तो जानना चाहिए वह हृदय नहीं पत्थर है
प्रार्थना में जब मॉंग आती है तो भक्त उपासक न रहकर याचक बन जाता है
प्रार्थना एक निष्काम कर्म है
जब भक्त तन्मय होकर प्रार्थना में लग जाता है तो उसकी सारी इच्छाएं स्वतः समाप्त हो जाती है
एक भक्त की सच्ची प्रार्थना इस प्रकार होनी चाहिए…
करो रक्षा विपत्ति से न ऐसी प्रार्थना मेरी
विपत्ति से भय नहीं खाऊँ प्रभु ये प्रार्थना मेरी॥
मिले दुःख ताप से शान्ति न ऐसी प्रार्थना मेरी
सभी दुःखों पर विजय पाऊँ, प्रभु ये प्रार्थना मेरी॥
यह आलेख इस पुस्तक से लिया गया है
लाइफ स्टाइल
- आचार्य कल्याणबोधि सूरीजी
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Friday, November 25, 2011
Moral of the story :
Treat/ Talk very carefully to children. you never know what silent message you are passing to them. sometimes they may take it wrongly and you never even know.
From that day onwards he stopped telling his teacher about his baby sis...
1 day when his teacher inquired about his baby sis.
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My Mummy ate it!
Treat/ Talk very carefully to children. you never know what silent message you are passing to them. sometimes they may take it wrongly and you never even know.
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A 4yr Old kid kept telling his teacher about his baby sister who was going to be born, because he was very excited about it.
1 day his mom made him feel the baby's movements by placing his palm, on her stomach.
The kid didn't say anything...
The kid didn't say anything...
From that day onwards he stopped telling his teacher about his baby sis...
1 day when his teacher inquired about his baby sis.
The boy's eyes were filled with tears.
He replied...
He replied...
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My Mummy ate it!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Indian coins birth place....
Indian coins are mainly produced in 4 cities:
1. Delhi
2. Mumbai
3. Hyderabad
4. Kolkata
The production in city puts an identification mark under the year of issue.
Coins produced in Delhi have a dot
Mumbai have a diamond
Hyderabad have a star
And Kolkata Nothing beneath the year!!
Isn’t it amazing?
Most of us don’t know this...
Now put your hand inside your pocket/ wallet/ purse and check out!!!!
1. Delhi
2. Mumbai
3. Hyderabad
4. Kolkata
The production in city puts an identification mark under the year of issue.
Coins produced in Delhi have a dot
Mumbai have a diamond
Hyderabad have a star
And Kolkata Nothing beneath the year!!
Isn’t it amazing?
Most of us don’t know this...
Now put your hand inside your pocket/ wallet/ purse and check out!!!!
Monday, July 25, 2011
Hey Man... you need to check this out
Your wallet can be real pain for your back and the buttocks, and it can even lead to shooting pains down the legs. Sitting on a wallet for prolonged hours every day can compress sciatic nerve which passes beneath piriformis muscle and leads to piriformis syndrome, low back pain & self-inflicted sciatica.
The wallet acts as a wedge that forces the pelvis, spine and body out of alignment. Just as you would not sit on a brief case or a rock for an extended period of time, you should not sit on your wallet. Anyone who drives more than a half hour sitting on a wallet, is a candidate for sciatica or back pain.
The healthiest option is to move the wallet to your front pocket. If it’s must to keep your wallet in your back pocket, you should remove it before you sit down.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Once upon a time in Vadodara
Once upon a time in Vadodara,
There was a boy, love to do something new daily,
seen some advertise in news paper
have read much about film stars
with the dreams of big done a modeling shoot
first ever shoot
for news paper
Time has gone now
Is lost somewhere in this busy world
with his own busy life
but still memories are alive
sharing them with you all
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Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Cracked Pot
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.'
For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
SO,remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
and let know this to all cracked pots (Friends) and show them also the good side of their cracks.....
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.'
For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
SO,remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!
and let know this to all cracked pots (Friends) and show them also the good side of their cracks.....
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