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Oh! Rain.. Take away the Pain…

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It rained and One drop fall on my head. I felt as if God embrased me , cuddled me hard and promised not to leave me alone ever. I allowed myself to remove the cover and go out in the rain.. maybe if wud help ease the pain…
Rain… I softly say and gently pray .. Dnt go away , dnt stop… So i stand like a zombie. growing so weak no energy to fight. So i move out in the rain. Each drop touching my body.. but piercing my soul, as it it’s as acid. But i still quietly pray with closed eyes, rain don’t stop.. they touch me and I feel in my soul as it’s an Armageddon flame…. I stand there in the sorrw and the pain.Tears in swelled eyes every night, that stained the face, rain wash the pain away and the scars.
Oh! dripping water from my clothes,  I can now feel a drop of joy with pain. Thunder and lightning fill up the skies. An orcheastral Smphony it is. The 5 elements remain. The winds, the Sun, the Clouds, me and my faith…

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It rained and one drop fall on my head.

I felt as if God embrased me , cuddled me hard

and promised not to leave me alone ever.

I allowed myself to remove the cover and go out in the rain..

maybe if wud help ease the pain…

Rain… I softly say and gently pray ..

Dnt go away , dnt stop…

So i stand like a zombie.

growing so weak no energy to fight.

So i move out in the rain.

Each drop touching my body..

but piercing my soul, as it it’s as acid.

But i still quietly pray with closed eyes, rain don’t stop..

each drop touch me and

I feel in my soul as it’s an Armageddon flame….

God i can feel you in the rain.. soo near me..

inside me.. into the soul..

I cant hear anything but only the voice of God.

I stand there in the sorrw and the pain.

Tears in swelled eyes every night, that stained the face,

rain wash the pain away and the scars.

Oh! dripping water from my clothes,

I can now feel a drop of joy with pain.

Thunder and lightning fill up the skies.

An orcheastral Smphony it is. The 5 elements remain.

The winds, the Sun, the Clouds, me and my faith…


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Intellect

Happiness …I Searched, met , to be Conquered now..

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http://www.johnehrenfeld.com/radioactive-happiness-face.gifWhat is Happiness…. Why do we search for it… IS it that tought to be happy … To attain this feeling… to have some peace in mind? Why do we have to struggle a lot???

Happiness is one element everyone wants in life..Maybe we all don’t agree on ‘what it is’ and ‘ how can it be attained’ but our aims are same , just to reach it… Happiness is a personal matter , no matter what bad your past circumstances have been , no matter how your present conditions are , happiness is possible , you just have to get the right mindset… Most of us feel that those who have power, money and fame are the only people to be happy.. that ain’t the truth my friend…

Like a small going school boy thinks he will be happy if his Dad buys him a sports cycle. A teenage girl thinks she will be happy if she will have a husband like Brad Pitt!. A father thinks he will be happy when his kids star working. But that’s not true, it’s a false idea. Happiness is not a single issue concept.

Being humans , we say , happiness depends on situations that come in our life’s…but we forget that our reaction in those situations … makes the whole situation. How many of us have heard the theory of 90/10.

“ Lets visualize , a family at a morning breakfast table , Sitting together . Father , Mother in hurry to go to office, 8 year old kid doing the breakfast as well. Suddenly the kid spills the milk, some milk on dads shirt. , Now how this person reacted , lets view it ,

A) The dad gets up , shouts on the kid , shouts on the mother , changes his Shirt, keeps on mumbling, wife’ has a bad mood now and so has the kid. Wife goes to offc without any greetings. Dad drops kid to school and kid does not say bye even. The whole day the whole family has a bad mood.

B) The dad gets up in a bad mood ,but with a strict voice tells the kid to take care from next time when he is holding a glass and be cautious. Changes his shirt, wife greets and bids farewell. Drops kids to school with a sweet kiss on this cheek. Goes to office.

I am sure , you can yourself see, how we react to situations makes up the whole scenario. 90 percent is on our reactions , 10 percent is situation. The more balanced we react the better the situation gets.

Many times I have heard people saying ,” I want to be happy , but I cant be… Don’t know why…”.here comes an ego problem ….We already have soo many problems in our lyf’s which we cant control and on top of it…we do the most foolish act by augmenting more problems to it…we just need to bring those problem to surface and need to analyze , whats real and whts fake… Happiness is from within. If we decide to be happy , we will be , it is an internal force, and all great things start from inside , not outside.. Happiness is all about knowing the real you and accepting it. It’s about asking these questions to yourself… Who are you?, what are you capable of ? Are you deceiving yourself?. You have to answer yourself. No one else.

2 people looking from the same window , one saw the dust , other saw stars.. d difference is Vast!.

Many times our childhood fears cast a shadow on our personalities, but one must not run away from it… For example , a child who won a medal at school for cricket , rushes home to share his victory , but is treated with indifference will grow up being afraid of happiness. Many times we adapt an unconscious behavior , a defensive attitude ,towards happiness… as if we resist to open up and share… with oneself. The more we share our dreams , our inner desires with ourself , the more easy it is for us to be happy, to be candid with ourself. We must now worry what others are thinking abt us , as they are thinking the same t the time. What we think abt them!!!.

Emotional maturity is needed and is essential for happiness.. now by saying that I mean , knowing how to divert your energy . For example you had a bad day at office or at home , you feel like shouting , screaming , throwing things , etc, then better go to a videogame parlor , play a game , go for jogging , go for playing tennis or badminton , anything that wud divert ur mind and energy ,or maybe blogging . Utilizing your negative energy into a positive manner. That judges your emotional sensibility.

Life .. has so many moods..myraid colors… Laughter brings along soo many moments of warmth. Insecurity brings along moments of cold by giving sensations at heart. Anger brings along heat and sorry brings along sweetness. Witticism brings along cheerful smiles and seriousness brings along beautiful tears. It’ endless, one can keep on writing about the colors of life…

Reminiscing about the past, each one of us do that. Thinking about moments we have treasured in our lyf’s with our family , friends & loved one’s. Moments filled with sensual gratification. Sensual gratification is like ….

Using of our senses of the basic things that fills us with moments of happiness… How many of us.. now feel the wind talking, how many of us listen to birds chirping, how many of us take time out close our eyes and feel whats inside. How many of us want to listen to the real inner voice. Using our own senses for the basic things in lyf, can fill us with immense pleasure.

As if one morning you get up and see this little dewdrop in this winder … Looking at the tiny glistering dewdrop, which is nesteling it’s weary head against the velvet smoothness. The crimson color , basking in the sun…. looks amazig. We need to Cherish life , each moment , spread happiness, cheerfulness, good thoughts , do good deeds, not for anyone else , but for yourself.

It’s said somewhere that Happiness is a shy bird , dnt hunt for it , it would fly , so just keep a trap for it.

Always Remember “ Today is a last day of a part of your life”

God Bless You!

Pain

Pain, Killing softly

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Sometimes we all feel pain… someway or the other…. All of us go through this phase in lyf  which in turn is the biggest teacher… AT time we have pain …

we undergo an emotion of pain…  for that one momenent , wherein the pain is intense we cant control it…  FOr that one minute the pain kills… and how does one feel….  m trying to put those into words…

At times you feel as if you were a pawn in a vicious game… a game where in  the rules were not made by you.  At times you feel why do you really go ahead, when you know what would be the real result.  You don’t actually regret that you were  a part of a game….. but yes you feel like a victim, shackled in chains , waiting  to unleash and fly.

Life is not made up of series  of accidents , its rather situations linked as if a silken thread has woven them together…… Pain and the pleasure comes together, what shall it be treated as, Pain or pleasure?. Or both?. Pain is transient , but the time it last is pulverizing …

What do you feel when an emptiness  remains…..  one moves on by picking up the threads…. At times this increases… the feeling of pain and agony increases….  And it’s uncontrollable.. unstoppable …. U cant stand it and you cant throw it… u have to bear it…

Clinging on dead things …  bearing the strentch of decay and bitterness… A feeling … as if ..

U trip.. fell off the edge …Sinking into this feeling … sinking and sinking .. with nothing to hold on…struggling to afloat .. but you can’t…

Gathering in my soul… an army of marching emotions… I can feel the sensations moving ..from my heart to my soul.. to my spirit…

An Army of emotions…passion, compassion, pain.. an army that grows larger…with each step taken…with each breath inhaled…  Force soo irresistible ..like a tornado…  leaving devastation and depression in its way …dnt gaze in the eyes of this storm..

Deep thriving hunger of emotions… it dosen’t stop , dosen’t want to be chained, cant be tamed… it never stops , augmenting the pace with each blood drop…reaching my head.. and my soul… Killing me softly

It feels as if I am in a Box, sealed from all the sides.. Cant breathe, cant see, cant feel, but I live.. At last it’s there … It reached me.. pushing down the walls…pushing each obstacle away …it came to me…Deeply Entranched …..

Now what next …. Now its hitting with a greater force….I cant stand it anynmore… Wher’s the exit to this pain…. I see alas… Death ends it all… Finding a beautiful light coming to me… Light that’s brighter then sun… I cant even open my eyes…

At last It came … my craving ends I feel… I smile in pain…finding the exit ..my soul wishes to elude..

The passion is overflowing …. Overwhelming in pain..M I enjoying Sadism … or is it…the stark truth of life..??

Dirifting towards this light .. which is your narrow escape…

The light came near me and got into me.. absorbing me .. minutely… covering all over… at the end … you find ethernal pleasure … an extremely sweet release to Nirvana…

Intellect, Pain

Parents… Touching story…

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An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.

The Father asked his Son, “What is this?”

The Son replied “It is a crow”.

After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, “What is this?”

 

The Son said “Father, I have just now told you “It’s a crow”.

After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,

What is this?”

At this time some ex-pression of irritation was felt in the Son’s tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. “It’s a crow, a crow”.

A little after, the Father again asked his Son t he 4th time, “What is this?”

This time the Son shouted at his Father, “Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times ‘IT IS A CROW’. Are you not able to understand this?”

A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-

“Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time h e asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child”.

While the little child asked him 23 times “What is this”, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.

So..

If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents.From today say this aloud, “I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me.

They crossed all mountains and valleys without any problem to make me a person presentable in the society today”.

Say a prayer to God, “I will serve my old parents in the BEST way. I will say all good and kind words to my dear parents, no matter how they behave”.

Intellect, Pain

Never Give up…

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Don’t give up . . .

One day I decided to quit . . .

I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality . . . I wanted to quit my life.

I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. ‘God’, I asked, ‘Can you give me one good reason not to quit?’

His answer surprised me… ‘Look around’, He said. ‘Do you see the fern and the bamboo?’

‘Yes’, I replied.

‘When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light.I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor.Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.

In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.

And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
‘In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.But I would not quit.

In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit.’ He said.

‘Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.

Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant . . . But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots mad e it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.

I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.’

He asked me. ‘Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots’.‘I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.’

‘Don’t compare yourself to others.’ He said. ‘The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern.Yet they both make the forest beautiful.’

‘Your time will come’, God said to me.‘You will rise high’

‘How high should I rise?’I asked.

‘How high will the bamboo rise?’ He asked in return.

‘As high as it can?’ I questioned.

‘Yes.’ He said, ‘Give me glory by rising as high as you can.’

I left the forest and brought back this story. I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.

Never, Never, Never Give up.

For the Prayer is not an option but an opportunity. Don’t tell the Lord how big the problem is, tell the problem how Great the Lord is!!!

God Bless you…