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</div><div>अपने घर में बैठा प्रभु उस अंगूठी की ओर देख रहा था,</div><div>कितनी आसानी से तनुजा ने वो वापस कर दी थी </div><div>जिस अंगूठी को खरीदने के लिए उसे एक साल लगा </div><div>तनुजा ने एक बार देखा तक नहीं</div><div>' ये क्या है इसमें गोल्ड कितना कम है</div><div>राज को देखो कितनी सुंदर हीरे की अंगूठी दी है</div><div>उसने प्रिया को और तुमसे एक अच्छी सी</div><div>सोने की अंगूठी भी नही लाई गई</div><div>अरे तुम्हारे साथ ही तो इंजीनियरिंग की थी</div><div>तुम्हारे साथ ही तो उसने जॉब ज्वाइन की थी</div><div>देखो कहां पहुंच गया और तुम्हें देखो'</div><div><br></div><div>प्रिया का कहा हर शब्द उसे शूल की तरह चुभ रहा था</div><div>मन कसोट चुका था सांस लेना मुश्किल हो रहा था</div><div> ठीक ही तो कह रही थी वो, उसके सभी साथी अच्छी कंपनियों में बड़े-बड़े पैकेज ले रहे थे</div><div>सबके पास आलीशान गाड़ी और बंगले थे</div><div>और प्रभु कुछ नही कर पा रहा था|</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>कमरे में बैठे उसको घुटन होने लगी छाती में कुछ भार आने लगा उसे बस बाहर निकलना था उसे कहीं जाना था कहां पता नही|</div><div><br></div><div>अपने जूते पहन वो निकल पड़ा, न कमरा बंद करना याद रहा न लॉक लगाया बस दौड़ता ही जा रहा था</div><div>ट्रैफिक का शोर गाडियों का हॉर्न कान पर पड़ता तो था पर सुनाई नही देता सुनता तो हर वो शब्द जो उसके जहन में बस चुका था</div><div><br></div><div>"तुम्हारा पढ़ाई में ध्यान क्यों नही है अपने दोस्तों को देखो कितने अच्छे माक्स आते हैं"</div><div><br></div><div>"अरे कभी तो लाइफ में कुछ कर के दिखा कब तक बाप के पैसों पे पड़ा रहेगा"</div><div><br></div><div>"अपने भाई से कुछ सीख तेरी उम्र में घर बना लिया था उसने"</div><div><br></div><div>" राजीव अपने मां बाप को पेरिस ले जा रहा है तूने कभी लोखनवाड़ा देखा है"</div><div><br></div><div>"लाइफ में कुछ बनना है या नही या जिंदगी भर मेरी छाती से बंधा रहेगा"</div><div><br></div><div>"अगर खर्चा करने की औकात नही थी तो क्या सोच के प्रपोज किया था मेरे सारे दोस्तों के ब्वॉयफ्रेंड महंगे महंगे गिफ्ट लाते हैं तुमसे अच्छी जगह डेट पे भी नही लाया जाता"</div><div><br></div><div>"भाई तेरी औकात ही क्या है जो अपना काम करने चले हो गूगल की नौकरी छोड़ एंटरप्रेन्योर बनेंगे अबे स्पेलिंग भी पता है देवेश को देख तेरा जूनियर है सीईओ प्रमोट हुआ है"</div><div><br></div><div>दोडते दोड़ते कहां जा रहा था पता नही थोड़ी देर में उसने खुद को शिखरचंडी की चढ़ाई में पाया ऊपर कुछ दूर में ही माता का मंदिर था और सामने गहरी खाई</div><div><br></div><div>कितनी शांति थी, इस ओर बस कुछ कदम और फिर यह आवाजें कभी उसे न सताएंगी </div><div><br></div><div>जो मां जन्म देते ही छोड़ चली थीं बस कुछ ही समय में उसकी गोद में सिर रख के सो जाएगा वो कदम बढ़ाने ही वाला था की पीछे से एक काप्ती करहाती आवाज ने उसे बुलाया</div><div><br></div><div>"अरे बेटा थोड़ा ठहरो प्लीज कुछ दया करो"</div><div><br></div><div>उसने पलट के देखा तो एक बुजुर्ग महिला लाठी के सहारे चढ़ाई चढ़ती आ रही थी एक पैर बेजान था और दूसरे की ताकत भी कम भी पीली चादर ओढ़े किसी तरह घिसत्ते हुए चढ़ाई चढ़ रही थी </div><div><br></div><div>उसको देख प्रभु का दिल भर आया हाला ही शिखर चंडी की चढ़ाई ज्यादा नही थी बस जमीन से ३ km पे मंदिर था फिर भी बुढ़िया इस हाल में वो चढ़ाई नही चढ़ सकती थी यह बात तह थी</div><div>तुरंत उसने अपनी जेब टटोली और पाया की वो कुछ भी पैसे नही लाया था </div><div><br></div><div>"माफ करना माता मेरे पास देने को कुछ नही"</div><div><br></div><div>"अरे बेटा हाथ तो है न थोड़ा बुढ़िया को हाथ ही दे दो </div><div>उस चट्टान के पास बैठा दो बस"</div><div><br></div><div>प्रभु ने माता का हाथ पकड़ा और उन्हें एक ओर अच्छे से बैठा दिया एक अलग सा तेज था उनके चेहरे में मानो अनेक दीपक एक साथ जल पड़े हों, दूध सा सफेद चेहरा झुर्रियों से भरा था, आंखों में मोतिया बिंद की सफेदी दिख रही थी, माता अच्छे से देख नही सकती थी यह बात प्रभु समझ चुका था फिर भी उनकी सुंदरता देख प्रभु उन्हें बस देखता ही रह गया</div><div><br></div><div>"खाली जेब मंदिर जा रहे हो बेटा, अच्छा है माता के दरबार में बिना कुछ लिए ही जाना चाहिए खाली हाथ जाओगे तभी झोली भर के आओगे"</div><div><br></div><div>"में मंदिर नहीं जा रहा था" प्रभु ने धीरे से कहा</div><div><br></div><div>"ओह फिर तो यहां का सुर्योद देखने आए होगे में भी उसी के लिए आई हूं ५ वर्ष की थी तबसे पिता जी के साथ रोज मंदिर आति थी और सूर्य उदय देखती थी अब मंदिर तक पहुंचने की ताकत नही बची तो यहीं से देख लेती हूं</div><div>वो देखो कितना सुंदर दिख रहा है सब कुछ, बादलों के पीछे छिपा वो सूर्य सबसे सुंदर सबसे अलग"</div><div><br></div><div>प्रभु ने पूर्व की ओर देखा न सूरज था ना बादल, वो समझ गया माता कुछ देख नही सकती इसी लिए इस उमर में सूर्य की कल्पना कर रही है जिसको बचपन से देख रही हैं वही दिख रहा है</div><div><br></div><div>"जानते हो बेटा आकाश में देखो तो अनेक बादल दिखेंगे रात हुई तो सितारे भी दिखेंगे पर कुछ भी कर लो चांद और सूरज एक ही हैं और इनकी आपस में कोई बेर भी नहीं</div><div>सूरज न हो तो चांद इतना शीतल कर देगा की जीवन न होगा</div><div>केवल सूर्य हो तो इतनी ऊष्मा होगी की जीवन ना होगा इसी लिए जीवन के लिए दोनो का होना जरूरी है</div><div>न चांद सूर्य बन सकता है न सूर्य चांद दोनो अपनी अपनी जगह अपना अपना कार्य कर रहे है"</div><div><br></div><div>बैठे बैठे माता ने बहुत बड़ी बात कह दी थी प्रभु सोच में पड़ गया माता कह क्या रही है</div><div><br></div><div>"खेर छोड़ो मेरी उमर में बक बक करने की आदत पड़ जाती है</div><div>मेरा एक काम करोगे बेटा"</div><div><br></div><div>"बताइए"</div><div><br></div><div>"जानती हूं तुम मंदिर के लिए नही आए हो किंतु मेरे लिए एक बार चले जाओगे मेरा जाना तो संभव नही किंतु मेरी और से यह सिक्का माता के चरणों में रख देना"</div><div><br></div><div>ऐसा बोल कर उन्होंने एक छोटा सा सिक्का प्रभु के हाथों में रख मुट्ठी बंद कर दी </div><div><br></div><div>प्रभु कुछ न बोला और चुप चाप मंदिर की ओर चल दिया माता द्वारा बोला हुआ हर शब्द उसके मस्तिष्क में घूम रहा था सूर्य की चांद से क्या बराबरी दोनो अलग ही तो है चांद क्यों ऊष्मा पैदा करे सूर्य क्यों शीतल हो, यही सब सोचते सोचते कब मंदिर पहुंचा पता ही न चला</div><div><br></div><div>मंदिर में प्रवेश कर उसने सिक्का माता की मूरत के चरणों में रख दीया और पलट के चल पड़ा की पंडित जी ने आवाज लगाई</div><div><br></div><div>"अरे बेटा क्या कर रहे हो"</div><div><br></div><div>प्रभु ने पलट के देखा तो पंडित जि ने वो सिक्का उठा के फिर से उसके हाथ में रख दिया</div><div><br></div><div>"ये सिक्का कहां से मिला तुम्हें"</div><div><br></div><div>पंडित जी का सवाल थोड़ा अजीब लगा फिर भी प्रभु ने उत्तर दिया</div><div><br></div><div>" मेरी मां ने दिया था मुझे" शब्द उसके मुंह से अपने आप निकल गए</div><div><br></div><div>"अच्छा तभी तुम्हें नही पता यह क्या है</div><div>बेटा परसाद का भोग किया जाता है उसे पुनः मंदिर में नही चढ़ते</div><div>यह सिक्का बरसों से माता पे परसाद रूप में भक्तों को दिया जा रहा है,</div><div>इसको हमेशा अपने पास रखने से माता का आशीर्वाद सदा भक्तों पर रहता है</div><div>इसकी कीमत अनमोल है इसे इस प्रकार मत छोड़ो</div><div>यदि माता में भक्ति नही तो इसे अपनी मां को वापस कर दो अन्यथा किसी साहूकार से इसकी कीमत ले लो </div><div>किंतु इसे मंदिर में छोड़ माता का अपमान मत करो"</div><div><br></div><div>ऐसा कह कर पंडित जी वहां से चले गए </div><div>प्रभु ने सिक्का ध्यान से देखा वो वाकई अनमोल था मानो सोने का बना हो </div><div>प्रभु दौड़ कर उस जग पहुंचा जहां उसने माता को छोड़ा था किंतु वहां न माता थी न उनका कोई निशान था तो बस एक अति सुंदर सूर्य उदय </div><div><br></div><div>बादलों ने सूर्य को ढक रखा था कितनी उसके प्रकाश को कोई छुपा नहीं सकता था अपने तेज से सूर्य पूरे आकाश को प्रकाश वान कर रहा था रात्रि घट रही थी दिनकर चढ़ रहा था और माता की कही हर बात प्रभु को समझ आ गई थी</div><div><br></div><div>उसने मां का साथ छोड़ा था पर मां सदा उसके साथ थी</div><div><br></div><div>जीवन के हर उतार चढ़ाव में उसने क्या प्राप्त किया इसके कोई फर्क नही पड़ता जिस मार्ग पे वो चल रहा था वो कितना सुंदर था</div><div><br></div><div>वही बैठा प्रभु देख रहा था वो हरे भरे पेड़ वो सुंदर नजारे वो सुहाना मौसम यह सब कितना सुहावना था और जीवन में चाहिए ही क्या</div><div><br></div><div>वहां से अपने घर की ओर चला तो सब साफ दिख रहा था यह मार्ग कितना सुंदर है लोग कितने अच्छे हैं कुछ लोग साथ चाय रहे थे कुछ ने बीच में मार्ग बदल लिया </div><div>रास्ते अलग थे मंजिल अलग थी सब कुछ समय के लिए मिलते फिर बिछड़ जाते और जीवन इसी प्रकार चलता जाता मंज़िल पे पहुंच के क्या मिलेगा पता नही पर रास्ता अपना है इसका आनंद लेना है और सूर्य चांद में बराबरी है ही नही</div><div><br></div><div>©Dr Sanchit 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</div><div><br></div><div>Life is full of set backs and downfalls, when I started my journey 10 years back to prepare for once of the toughest career in the country depression was inevitable for a Doctor struggle will never end you will always be preparing for a new entrance exam always be studying something new whatever you have mastered it will be outdated tomorrow with something new and now you will be expected to learn and implement it fast.</div><div>The Covid situation showed the world how fast medical science changes the continuous research make sure that we upgrade the treatment almost every day, this is what happens to almost all illness, a new regimen will come out almost on a daily basis and ofcourse your patients will always question you and your expertise they will deny anything and will accept nothing </div><div><br></div><div>Once you realise that the world is an ocean of knowledge and all you have to gather it is a bucket of brain with a small hole in it, everything starts looking bleak and pointless, you know you are not the best mind in the world and that you will inevitably make mistakes and those mistakes will cost people there life.</div><div>People often forget Doctors are humans too we do have a limit to our knowledge he can also make mistakes we are not superhumans we have limited knowledge limited resources and whatever we do someone will always loose his life because of things we did and things we didn't, you might have lost 1 family member but we loose patients daily and the depression of it hits hard.</div><div>As per the research 70% physicians before Covid were struggling with depression and Post Covid 92% Physicians are under the grasp of Depression</div><div>It's also difficult to diagnose and treat depression in Physicians as there knowledge of the subject makes them elusive to the topic, they have a habit of keeping a brave face in front of adversities and never discuss their problems with anyone. no one even realises what's happening to them making it the most vulnerable profession with the highest suicide rates.</div><div>Same thing happened to me life became pointless and the world became colourless I was unable to wake up in the morning unable to work, unable to go to the hospital caurse working in intensive care unit means sighing atleast 3-4 death certificates daily. Telling people you failed to save there Loved one looking in there eyes and saying I am sorry and realising they don't even believe you, they will never believe you did your best.</div><div>I discussed my problem with many people but no one was able to help me medication was not the solution as I can never take the risk of damaging even the slightest part of my brain</div><div>And then Ramayana gave me my solution</div><div>होई सोई जो राम सच्ची राखा</div><div>You can do whatever you want but the results will be what the Lord will want.</div><div>Once you realise you have no control on the results just the efforts you out in that's the time you can stand cause now you know what you must do just do your best</div><div>Never Be yourself, be the best version of yourself and keep bettering it daily</div><div>So here is something I want to share</div><div><br></div><div>3 Habits that changed my Life</div><div><br></div><div>1 The First thing you do when you wake up is Make your own bed, so that whatever happens you have a nice bed to sleep it of.</div><div><br></div><div>2 Aim higher then you target, prepare for the worst, take challenge whenever possible and always keep fighting back, Never settle, Naver Satisfy.</div><div><br></div><div>3 Make sure when you sleep today you are better then yesterday</div><div><br></div><div>4 Just like you take bath daily, give 5 min to yourself look at the mirror and talk to yourself make yourself remember why are you doing this why fight, why struggle what's your aim and what are you going to achieve don't wait for others motivate yourself</div><div><br></div><div>5 Always remember to take blessings of your elders daily</div><div><br></div><div>6 Realise that all you can do is put your best effort and never be disheartened if the results are not what you expected be satisfied that you did whatever you could</div><div><br></div><div>7 Depression is not a disease it's a boxing Match it hits Hard you hit harder make sure when the bell rang for the 12th round You have more punches in the count</div><div><br></div><div>8 most important <b>Why settle for three when you can have four and more....</b></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>©Dr Sanchit Bhandari</div><div>Insta @drSanchit2212</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-75625765167870458412021-10-03T02:05:00.001-07:002021-10-03T02:05:45.473-07:00Happiness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Happiness is an experience</div><div>It can be experience of life, work, friends, God anything. </div><div>For me Being happy is being in love with that momentary experience that I have spent with you</div><div>Even if I had no time </div><div>I always had time for you</div><div>It might get delayed by things but my love always reached you</div><div>When You left me here my life force wanted to leave me</div><div>It could have left but these eyes kept it here</div><div>They just could not let me die before I see you once again in my life</div><div>Now they keep staring out these windows Of Old age home</div><div>Waiting to see you one last time</div><div>One by one people all around me are leaving me</div><div>But I won't go before I see you again so come early my child my breath is hard to keep </div><div>Just come and let me see you again</div><div><br></div><div>© Dr Sanchit Bhandari</div><div>Insta @drsanchit2212</div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-2162724978937391282021-09-12T00:50:00.001-07:002021-09-12T00:50:56.724-07:00love<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div>When you r truly in love<div>Love is what u see </div><div>See it in everything </div><div>Everything that surrounds you</div><div><br></div><div>You see it in the rising Sun</div><div>Sun will give it to moon </div><div>Moon will light your night</div><div>Night will make it real for you</div><div><br></div><div>You don't need to write ur happiness</div><div>Happiness is what the world will see</div><div>See it radiating from your Body</div><div>Body that belongs to you</div><div><br></div><div>You don't need to search for the one</div><div>One whom you will fall in love</div><div>Love will find the one</div><div>One who will be you</div><div><br></div><div>You sh fall in Love with Love</div><div>Love urself boundless</div><div>Boundless in love contains all Love</div><div>Love that is you and no one else</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>©️Dr Sanchit Bhandari</div><div>Insta @drsanchit2212</div><div><br></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-35105131353103740202021-09-09T06:05:00.001-07:002021-09-09T06:05:54.177-07:00Society<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Everyone salutes the rising sun but that's not what humanity is meant to be. Humans are the only living being capable of empathy where strong protects the weak, the very reason we were able to survive and thrive against beings much stronger and capable then us.</div><div>Look around and u can see humans turning into animals again supremacy, Racism, Castism, misogyny, patriarchy is what u see the rich want poor to suffer the strong wants to hunt the poor it's a concrete jungle where everyone is a pray and no one the Protector it's not society it's Kindom Animalia we r living in</div><div>Remember your character is shown by how you treat those who can give you nothing.</div><div><br></div><div>©Dr Sanchit Bhandari</div><div>Insta@drsanchit2212</div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-30300983029450842082021-09-08T06:36:00.001-07:002021-09-08T06:36:54.493-07:00Success<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Stack failure one above another and it will become a staircase for success</div><div><br></div><div>Insta @drsanchit2212</div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-21289546726885537962021-09-08T06:35:00.001-07:002021-09-08T06:35:37.223-07:00Gulami<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div><br></div><div>गुलामी की जंजीरों में जकड़े, </div><div>रहजनौ के इमदाद की गुहार लगाए बेठे हैं|</div><div><br></div><div>गुलाम की पहचान ही यहि है, </div><div>खुदको छुड़ाने के लिए किसी और की सिफारिश लगाए बेठे हैं|</div><div><br></div><div>Insta @drsanchit2212</div><div><br></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-75862506123913968382021-09-07T01:29:00.001-07:002021-09-07T01:29:17.615-07:00Thank you Maa<div>Swimming in the water that drowns me</div><div>I was happy with my *solitude*</div><div>Then God gave me senses</div><div>I came to know</div><div>I was not alone</div><div>You were there with me</div><div>Your love will stay with me</div><div>I was a part of you </div><div>I just couldn't wait to see you</div><div>Your love I can feel </div><div>Palpating through your veins and me</div><div>I was a part of you and you were all mine</div><div>And nothing can do us apart then </div><div>Then one day u visited ur family friend </div><div>And I was hit by sounds again and again</div><div>I cursed God for giving me ears</div><div>I heard all that he said</div><div>I cried Ma Plz let me live</div><div>Let me breath and see the world </div><div>Through me in a garbage once I m born</div><div>But Plz don't take what's mine alone</div><div>I knew You would fight for me</div><div>You promised to always protect me</div><div>Then I heard what u said </div><div>And I decided never b born again</div><div>You told them this was not the first time</div><div>That this is ur constitutional right </div><div>U wanted me gone</div><div>Coz I was a Girl to b born</div><div>Thank you mom for saving me </div><div>From this world that I would never see</div><div>Don't worry I don't blame you </div><div>I might have expected too much of you</div><div>I thought you would love and fight for me</div><div>But u were a slave to misogyny</div><div>These r my first and my last words</div><div>Something you would never heard</div><div>Waiting here for the knife to come </div><div>Thinking of what I learnt </div><div>Can you see me now </div><div>See me with ur sound waves and ur guns</div><div>See as I wait for the instrument to come </div><div>Look how my tiny hands r shivering</div><div>Look at me turning here and there</div><div>And now it has entered you </div><div>Tried my best to stay away</div><div>But I always seems to find me anyway</div><div>I tried to grasp it with my hands</div><div>But they r too tiny for that</div><div>Plz mom save me if u can</div><div>In my last breath I ask you to love me again </div><div>My shoulders r pierced and grabbed</div><div>Look at my lips shivering in fear</div><div>My cry u never hear</div><div>M kicking all I can </div><div>Trying to hold on to anything I get</div><div>And here comes the pull </div><div>Good by world here I come</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>"Congratulations Abortion was successful no complications </div><div>Don't worry Mrs Verma at 20 wks it's legal and child feels nothing</div><div>Next time try to do these things early though"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Dr Sanchit Bhandari</div><div>Insta @drsanchit2212</div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-46165165949072462972015-10-15T00:23:00.001-07:002017-01-21T03:15:17.236-08:00My wierd experience ch 1<p dir="ltr">Once again the day passed as usual <br>
Prabhu didn't get the chance to say what he wanted to say for a year now but he was determined not to get his halcyon years end in vain no matter what he was determined to propose today but Tanuja was going on and on all about her dreams and ambition how the life would b what she would do somehow today their joint study plan became a discussion about her future plans and ambitions that was the queue he was waiting for so long finally he gathered his wits, looped his arm through hers <br>
"Ready for winters to start ?"<br>
"You bet I m completely ready and well prepared for this nov and dec"<br>
<i>That was weird what the hell is she talking about</i> but still it was time to press on<br>
“Can you believe we’ve graduated?” <br>
" no, I can't it's just a dream come true. It took us what 6 years to pass the med school finally we are doctors "<br>
She was excited that is a good sign<br>
“Yes, and We’re officially be adults, ready to make our way in the world. Soon, we’ll be the ones throwing parties.”<br>
"The hell of a party once we clear the pg party will b so big u can't even imagine"<br>
<i>WTF does she even think about anything other than pg</i><br>
<i>Time to take out the big guns</i>,<br>
Holding her hand he looked straight in her eyes and said as seductively as he can<br>
“you know soon Our friends will be getting married and having babies...”<br>
"Yah ! I know about Mona's marriage but we have to prepare for the exams"<br>
He already knew her I Q was zero but this time he was sure it was a negative value <br>
Hopeless as it was he continued never the less<br>
"Their children's will grow into beautiful angles and demons it will b so loving to b parents"<br>
"I know and u know the bad part is we might not b able to meet them we <br>
Will b doing our Pg "<br>
<i>WHAT THE HELL for once plz under stand me</i> it took all his will power to calm down and say as smoothly as he can<br>
"You know one day their children will fell in love and our friends will b grand parents"<br>
" listen Prabhu I know what u r trying to say"<br>
Astonishment hit him like a running train it took him a min to register what she said "you do"<br>
"Yah ! Even I was thinking the same thing..."<br>
<i>Finally she under stand</i><br>
Tanuja continued "don't worry even though we might miss Mona's marriage no way I m going to miss her childrens marriage we are going to get super speciality just after pg "<br>
This was too much the volcano he had kept hidden inside finally exploded anger ran through his veins fumes literally coming out of his ears offcourse Tanuja registered non if these she was fixated in her book<br>
Booming his voice sky high he exploded each word coming out like sparks in a fire "ARE...WE...EVEN...ON...THE...SAME...PAGE...HERE "<br>
Finally she took her eyes out of her book looked at Prabhu and blinked he was ragging like fire but she couldn't understand why <br>
"Of course we are page 1745 haryson 19th edition! Aren't we???"<br>
With confusion written all over her face she looked at Prabhu's book and smiled as she realized what was going on<br>
"See, I knew something was wrong you are still on page 1740 but don't wry I will go back" she flipped some pages and looked at him with the same puppy dog mesmerising eyes she always does<br>
First he was struck dumb by her look,exhaled and finally laughed at top of his lungs as he realized why he loved her so much she was so innocent and dumb at the same <u>time</u> <br>
No way he can make her understand by going around the bushes<br>
He has to confront it face on<br>
"Listen,what I meant to say was why can't we get married and have children and have a life..."<br>
Now it was her turn to get shocked, she closed her book and looked at him straight in the eyes with a look as blank as death itself <br>
This made him uncomfortable but he continued never the <u>less</u> <br>
"I know u have big dreams and all but its not like anything will change after pg and all it will b the same..."<br>
"Yes"<br>
"I knew u were going to say that but plz listen we can prepare after marriage don't just say no....<br>
Wait a minute what did u say"<br>
"I said yes"<br>
"U r not joking right? U know what marriage is"<br>
"Hey I know u think I m an idiot but I am not that dumb u know I know what marriage is my cousin got married last month and she told me everything about it"<br>
"Great now the easy part is over it's time for the difficult one"<br>
"What's that???"<br>
<b><i>"MEET THE PARENTS"</i></b></p>
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<p dir="ltr">They were standing in the balcony after their usual fights,once again Suraj had tried to convince her but it was a hopeless job.<br>
As much as they love each other their was no way Nahan would even consider going against,the Law of the society she was born in. The law clearly states <br>
"An untouchable like her must not touch anyone from a higher class".and even though Suraj had brought her to a place far away from her society and family, in a different world She could never forget her roots.<br>
After a long silence the wind finally start breaking<br>
‘Have you heard about the poem of the sun and the earth?’ Nahan asked Suraj.</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘No,’ said Suraj with a seductive grin, corning a little closer to her. ‘But I’d love to hear it’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘Apparently the earth sometimes thinks of the possibility of coming closer to the sun,’ said Nahan. ‘But she can’t do that. She is so base and his brilliance so searing, that she will cause destruction if she draws him closer.’</p>
<p dir="ltr">(What now?)</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘I disagree,’ said Suraj. ‘I think the sun burns only as long as the earth is close to him. If the earth wasn’t there, there would be no reason for the sun to exist.’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘The sun doesn’t exist just for the earth. It exists for every single planet in the solar<br>
system.’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘Isn’t it really the sun’s choice for whom he chooses to exist?’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘No,’ said Nahan, looking at Suraj, melancholic. ‘The moment he became the sun, his calling became higher. He does not exist for himself. He exists for the greater good of everyone. His luminosity is the lifeblood of the solar system. And if the earth has any sense of responsibility, she will not do anything to destroy this balance.’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘So what should the sun do?’ asked Suraj, his hurt and anger showing on his face. ‘Just waste his entire life burning away? Looking at the earth from a distance?’</p>
<p dir="ltr">‘The earth isn’t going away anywhere. The sun and the earth can still share a warm<br>
friendship. But anything more is against the laws. It is against the interests of others.’ </p>
<p dir="ltr">Suraj turned away from Nahan in anger. Feeling nothing, he looked up at the skies, towards the gods he did not believe in.</p>
<p dir="ltr">(Dammit! I love you it's that simple and that complicated )</p>
<p dir="ltr">He banged the balcony railing with his powerful fist, dislodging some bricks and stormed off.</p>
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<p dir="ltr">TWA 2341: "Center, we are at 35,000 feet. How much noise can we make up here?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Tower: "Sir, have you ever heard the noise a 747 makes when it hits a 727?"</p>
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<p dir="ltr">From an unknown aircraft waiting in a very long takeoff queue: "I'm f-ing bored!"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ground Traffic Control: "Last aircraft transmitting, identify yourself immediately!"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Unknown aircraft: "I said I was f-ing bored, not f-ing stupid!"</p>
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<p dir="ltr">O'Hare Approach Control to a 747: "United 329 heavy, your traffic is a Fokker, one o'clock, three miles, Eastbound."</p>
<p dir="ltr">United 329: "Approach, I've always wanted to say this...I've got the little Fokker in sight."</p>
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<p dir="ltr">A DC-10 had come in a little hot and thus had an exceedingly long rollout after touching down.</p>
<p dir="ltr">San Jose Tower noted: "American 751, make a hard right turn at the end of the runway, if you are able.</p>
<p dir="ltr">If you are not able, take the Guadelupe exit off Highway 101, make a right at the lights and return to the airport."<br>
A Pan Am 727 flight, waiting for start clearance in Munich, overheard the following:</p>
<p dir="ltr">Lufthansa (in German): "Ground, what is our start clearance time?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ground (in English): "If you want an answer you must speak in English."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Lufthansa (in English): "I am a German, flying a German airplane, in Germany. Why must I speak English?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Unknown voice from another plane (in a beautiful British accent): "Because you lost the bloody war!"</p>
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<p dir="ltr">Tower: "Eastern 702, cleared for takeoff, contact Departure on frequency 124.7"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Eastern 702: "Tower, Eastern 702 switching to Departure. By the way, after we lifted off we saw some kind of dead animal on the far end of the runway."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Tower: "Continental 635, cleared for takeoff behind Eastern 702, contact Departure on frequency 124.7. Did you copy that report from Eastern 702?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">BR Continental 635: "Continental 635, cleared for takeoff, roger; and yes, we copied Eastern... we've already notified our caterers."</p>
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<p dir="ltr">The German air controllers at Frankfurt Airport are renowned as a short-tempered lot. They not only expect one to know one's gate parking location, but how to get there without any assistance from them. So it was with some amusement that we (a Pan Am 747) listened to the following exchange between Frankfurt ground control and a British Airways 747, call sign Speedbird 206.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Speedbird 206: "Frankfurt, Speedbird 206 clear of active runway."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ground: "Speedbird 206. Taxi to gate Alpha One-Seven."</p>
<p dir="ltr">The BA 747 pulled onto the main taxiway and slowed to a stop.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ground: "Speedbird, do you not know where you are going?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Speedbird 206: "Stand by, Ground, I'm looking up our gate location now."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ground (with quite arrogant impatience): "Speedbird 206, have you not been to Frankfurt before?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Speedbird 206 (coolly): "Yes, twice in 1944, but it was dark, -- And I didn't land."</p>
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<p dir="ltr">While taxiing at London's Gatwick Airport, the crew of a US Air flight departing for Ft. Lauderdale made a wrong turn and came nose to nose with a United 727. An irate female ground controller lashed out at the US Air crew, screaming: "US Air 2771, where the hell are you going? I told you to turn right onto Charlie taxiway! You turned right on Delta! Stop right there. I know it's difficult for you to tell the difference between C and D, but get it right!" Continuing her rage to the embarrassed crew, she was now shouting hysterically: "God! Now you've screwed everything up! It'll take forever to sort this out! You stay right there and don't move till I tell you to! You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about half an hour, and I want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you! You got that, US Air 2771?"</p>
<p dir="ltr">"Yes, ma'am," the humbled crew responded. Naturally, the ground control communications frequency fell terribly silent after the verbal bashing of US Air 2771. Nobody wanted to chance engaging the irate ground controller in her current state of mind. Tension in every cockpit out around Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking: "Wasn't I married to you once?"</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-13634854831740961222015-09-19T22:34:00.001-07:002015-09-20T00:54:27.357-07:00Gurgaon the hell on earth<p dir="ltr">Eons ago, a council of Devas assembled in Svargloka. The issue at hand was something serious, because even Brahma was present, seated as he was at the head of the council, flanked on either side by Lords Vishnu and Shiva. Presently, Indradev rose and announced the agenda of the meeting. He said “All of us know that Manushya has lost the true path, Dharma is getting destroyed and yet Manushya is doing nothing about preserving and propagating Dharma. All Dev-ganas are aware that we had formed a special Investigation team (SIT) to get to the bottom of this issue. I now invite the SIT Chief, His lordship, Agnidev, to present the findings of the investigation. AgniDev, now took the center stage. In a blazing voice, he announced “Dharma is getting destroyed because Manushya has forgotten that his Karma in the present life will lead him to Svarga or Narka. He has forgotten that there are powers beyond his reach, powers beyond his comprehension that still exist in the world. My dear Deva-ganas, there is only one way to bring manushya back to the path of Dharma, and that is to remind him that Narka exists and that unless he mends his way, he will suffer in Narka for eternity.” All Deva-ganas stood up and applauded Agnidev and the SIT for this recommendation. Now, Brahma-Dev rose and in a booming voice announced “I curse that the manushya jaati will see Narka everyday for the rest of their life, so that they understand the need to stay on the path of Dharma”</p>
<p dir="ltr">And thus was born the city of Gurgaon, or more specifically, the highway that leads from Delhi to Gurgaon. There are no words in the English dictionary to describe the range of emotions that one feels while driving on this swanky, yet perennially jammed highway as millions of commuters, spend a good part of their morning trying to weave a path that will lead them to the Narka called Gurgaon at the earliest. Gurgaon (and the NH8 that leads to it) are much worse than Narka to be honest. Even Narka is governed by a set of laws. But here in Gurgaon, no laws apply. Each man is on his own, or worse still at the mercy of the Rakshasas that go by the name of Gurgaon Traffic police.</p>
<p dir="ltr">The Rakshasa roopi-Gurgaon Traffic police play the part of ensuring that the quality of Narka continues to deteriorate every single day. One day, they block U turns, on other days, they set up roadblocks, on another day, they stop vehicles, in the middle of the road for checking documents and when all else fails, they grant the permission to screen MSG on a weekday, thus ensuring that the sinful Manushya-jaati suffers every single second and realizes that Dharma is the only true path. But that is not all, In Brahma’s curse, the Asuras also found an opportunity to harass the Manushya jaati. Thus, every single day, you will find fellow drivers, who honk incessantly, who park their vehicles on the highway, who jump lanes, who overspeed, who swear and shout, and as if all this was not enough, there are Mahishasur-types, who roll down their windows and play Punjabi hip-hop at full volume. Surely, this ought to ensure that Manushya jaati stays on the right track.</p>
<p dir="ltr">But that is not all, Indra-Dev as the convenor of the Dev-lok, took it upon himself to ensure that a back up plan to punish the Manushya jaati stays in place, if all else fails (The Rakshasas and Asuras are notoriously unreliable beings). Hence, Indra Dev ensures that it rains like there is no tomorrow in Gurgaon and at the same time, he conspires with Varun-Dev to ensure that he clogs the city, effectively submerging it, its inhabitants and the God-forsaken travellers to this city. In such a situation, vehicles are reduced to becoming boatsas they navigate through the submerged city, with potholes converted into subterranean crypts that lead to Patala Loka and whirlpools that frequently devour deviant manushyas.</p>
<p dir="ltr">And yet, the Manushyas continue to suffer with fortitude and courage. They know that suffering is their lot. They know that the Devas up above meant them to suffer so that they are never led astray from Dharma. Every day, millions of Manushya-ganas start from their abodes at an hour, when even the Devas rest in their loka, only to trudge through the rains, the traffic, the potholes, the Rakshasas and the Asuras to reach their workplaces, drained of all energy, only to encounter Ravanas and other Daityas in their offices that make their miserable lives intolerable.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Because thus was decreed the fate of manushyas.</p><p dir="ltr">* This article was send to me by an anonymous mail </p>
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He died of disgrace and guilt<br>
His children were full of sins<br>
Yet He forgives them in an easy spin<br>
His son bleed for their soul<br>
And yet laughed and celebrate this whole<br>
Let him dye for our sins <br>
Let him cry for all of us<br>
Let his blood wet the land<br>
And wash us pure like the light<br>
And we will do what we always did<br>
He will forgive us we believe in his son<br>
And thats what He did...<br>
We stabbed him hard and cut him deep<br>
He smiled on us and says peace<br>
He believed Him an immortal being<br>
He bleed and died saying spread peace<br>
And we killed saying believe him<br>
He created the world in 6 days and rested 1<br>
We killed him in 6 minutes and rested none<br>
We kill him when say no to the needy<br>
We kill him when say a lie<br>
We kill him when say get lost<br>
We kill him every second <br>
And all He did is lie their restless and motionless</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-61618166400549515222015-09-14T09:40:00.001-07:002015-09-14T09:46:05.033-07:00Laziest things i have ever done<p dir="ltr">1. I have a dog and a cat, and I HATE sleeping with the door open. Sometimes dog wants to sleep in the bedroom, sometimes dog wants to sleep outside the bedroom. But he never decides until I'm comfy in bed. Solution? Keep a laser pointer on my nightstand. Once dog decides where he's sleeping, I'll shine the laser pointer on the door so that my cat paws it closed. It has now become a routine that my cat will wait by the door for the laser before laying down.</p>
<p dir="ltr">2. Called the restaurant to send the waiter back to my table.</p>
<p dir="ltr">3. Shot 10 Nerf darts at my light switch, from bed. Missed all of them and slept with the lights on.</p>
<p dir="ltr">4. I downloaded a movie instead of going upstairs to grab the DVD.</p>
<p dir="ltr">5. Drove to class. Escalators up to third floor classroom were broken. Went home.</p>
<p dir="ltr">6. Not me, but a buddy of mine was lying in bed one morning. Picked his nose and had nowhere to put it - put it back in his nose.</p>
<p dir="ltr">7. I tried to skip to the good part of a 33 second YouTube video.</p>
<p dir="ltr">8. TV remote was —2 feet out of reach, so I downloaded the remote control app instead.</p>
<p dir="ltr">9. I once watched 2 hours of antique roadshow because the cat jumped up in front of the TV sensor as I was flicking through channels and fell asleep.</p>
<p dir="ltr">10. Used to have one of those 'clap on, clap off' lights in my room. I hated clapping so I just made an audio recording of me clapping and mapped it to one of the programmable keys on my keyboard.</p>
<p dir="ltr">11. I had BBQ sauce on my cheek at a restaurant. Rather than get up to grab a napkin, I used a piece of bread to wipe it off and then ate it.</p>
<p dir="ltr">12. Attached my dog's leash to my RC monster truck car and walked her around the cul-de-sac with it... all from the comfort of my living room.<br></p>
<p dir="ltr">13. I always heat things in the microwave for 1:11 or 2:22 because I'm too lazy to move my fingers to the 0 before I hit start.</p>
<p dir="ltr">14. I was drunk one night and decided the bathroom was too far away. So I peed in my cats litter box. Didn't feel like cleaning it up in the morning so I just threw the whole litter box in the garbage.</p>
<p dir="ltr">15. My roommate and I arranged our dorm room to be "lazy-capable." One person was able to reach the mini fridge and light switch from her bed, and the other could reach the window and AC/ heat from her bed.... we never fought again.</p>
<p dir="ltr">16. Eating my food directly from the pot to eliminate dishes. I hate washing dishes.</p>
<p dir="ltr">17. Spent a half hour searching for a torrent to download a textbook that I had left in another room.</p>
<p dir="ltr">18. Washed bed sheets. Didn't put the sheets on till 2 months later.</p>
<p dir="ltr">19. I purchased a 1000 pack of disposable plates and cutlery.</p>
<p dir="ltr">20. My dishes were piling up in my dorm room, and they were starting to smell a bit. I didn't want to wash them yet, so I sprayed them with Febreze.  </p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-85657322163004100592015-08-21T00:51:00.001-07:002015-08-25T04:48:41.847-07:00The Fat Boy<p dir="ltr">The weakend was planned for over a month but still the day was nothing but disappointment,it was supposed to b an adventure, a once in a lifetime opportunity ,to b out on a long drive with the love of his life, take a bath in the gr8 waterfall ,walk along the beach and of course,romance all along but it was ruined from the very start. With so many people in one vehicle their was no way he was going to have any personal space, he has to be civic and talk to everybody,Take care of their every need.But that was not the cause of his despair,it was the fat boy ,sitting next to him this guy was bugging him all day along. While everybody was enjoying from bottom of their heart this guy was just sitting their not uttered a single word throughout the  journey ."Observe and record" they used to say but this guy takes it too seriously,he was not a stalker certainly and if he was then was at a very different level because he was observing everyone and everything even inside the waterfalls he was just standing their looking blank and God knows what else.After some feeble, failed attempts to make this guy a member of the group Bibhu had finally given up,the day had almost passed they have reached almost the end of the journey and he was determined to have atleast some private moment. <br>
With everyone entering the waters he got his chance,he took Anuja's hand and started walking along the beach ,he was well aware of the fat boy deep inside the waters yet not concerned about the waves but piercing towards them,sure he was helping a lot if people with his sheer size even the waves were reluctant to touch him,he did also helped Bibhu and Anuja to come out of a strong current but that doesn't give him the licence to look at them all the time ,also he was dame sure that guy can hear them but yet he was not going to let him ruin his day it was his day after all <br>
"Bibhu look their"Anuja's words stoped his train of thoughts and for the first time in the day he took his eye of the fat boy looked in the direction she was pointing and sure enough half embedded in the sand dancing in the strong winds was a well intact thousand rupee note,the Americans might have said a thousand rupee bill,but no sir we are indians and we note everything,we note girls in small dress bathing in sea,we note bare chest boys challenging the waves and we sure note a filthy dame fat boy struggling to stand in the waves but still focused to observe whats going all around,and above anything we note a thousand rupee note lying unclaimed in the God forsaken part of the beach<br>
"What shall we do?"asked Anuja with innocence written all over her face<br>
He was so mesmerized by her beauty that it took him a couple of sec to understand she was talking about the note<br>
"What do you mean? We will split it 50 50"he replied as a matter of fact<br>
"What about the remaining 900??"<br>
Her answer came as a relief to him as the fat boy drowned laughing</p>
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Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-51139694808828507502015-07-21T11:30:00.001-07:002015-07-21T11:30:59.194-07:00Radio mirchi<p dir="ltr">Ramu calls up The Radio Station</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Hello is this the Radio Station?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Yes sir! You are our first caller! Congratulations! Your name?</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Yeah I'm Ramu. Is this the morning show with Karan? Am I audible to the whole city?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Haan sir! The whole city can hear Yu!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : My sister is at home and she is listening to the radio. Can she hear my voice ?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Yeah! Obvious! Sir tell me what msg Yu wanna convey?</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Hey Padma if Yu can hear my voice, plz go switch on the pump!<br>
I'm in the toilet in the room upstairs and there's no water here! I called your cell it's switched off! I had no other option</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Wtf?</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-78229174453699343312015-07-21T11:24:00.001-07:002015-07-21T11:24:07.611-07:00Radio mirchi<p dir="ltr">Ramu calls up The Radio Station</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Hello is this the Radio Station?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Yes sir! You are our first caller! Congratulations! Your name?</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Yeah I'm Ramu. Is this the morning show with Karan? Am I audible to the whole city?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Haan sir! The whole city can hear Yu!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : My sister is at home and she is listening to the radio. Can she hear my voice ?</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Yeah! Obvious! Sir tell me what msg Yu wanna convey?</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ramu : Hey Padma if Yu can hear my voice, plz go switch on the pump!<br>
I'm in the toilet in the room upstairs and there's no water here! I called your cell it's switched off! I had no other option</p>
<p dir="ltr">RJ : Wtf?</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-55573628640425799012015-07-05T10:42:00.001-07:002015-07-05T10:43:19.072-07:00The magic of love<p dir="ltr">Love can be explained in many ways<br>
But for me there's just one<br>
Love doesn't know logic,it knows only magic<br>
People might say that In absence of knowledge<br>
Science becomes magic<br>
Magic is something that cannot be explained at this point of time<br>
But I say for now the movt will b magical<br>
Then why ruin it<br>
If u cannot explain something then that's magic<br>
Why try to wake up when u can have a beautiful dream<br>
Only those who Don't dream can deny magic <br>
Because For those who dream there are just two things<br>
1 sleep so that u can dream<br>
2 Wake up to make them real<br>
The second part is the trick<br>
That's where magic comes in<br>
For logic just says it can't be dreams are dreams and reality is reality<br>
But magic gives hope<br>
And hope gives the strength to move forward<br>
Look at me<br>
Do you know my biggest fear??<br>
When the morning comes and the sun begins to rise, I will lose <u>her</u> because it's just a dream<br>
The only hope for me is that tomorrow never comes</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-35295793961846593202015-07-05T07:37:00.001-07:002015-07-05T07:37:20.875-07:00God’s Favor in Your Life<p dir="ltr"><b>Scripture</b>:</p>
<p dir="ltr">“The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and His ears are attentive to their cry.” Psalm 34:15 (NIV)</p>
<p dir="ltr">You might be surprised to learn that those whom God favors sometimes experience pain and suffering. We might not understand it, but God shows His favor and His love in many different ways. Let’s see what His favor can look like in your life.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>Favor</b> <b>Does</b> <b>Not</b> <b>Prevent Suffering</b></p>
<p dir="ltr">Jesus instructed His followers, “Don’t store up treasures here on earth” (Matthew 6:19), and the Bible instructs God’s people, “if your wealth increases, don’t make it the center of your life” (Psalm 62:10). Israel’s King David (a hero of the Old Testament) suffered physical hardship when he was persecuted by Saul. God also allowed physical pain to bother the Apostle Paul, who received divine revelation and wrote many books in the New Testament.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Just like Paul’s physical pain, God does not always fix every hardship in your life. Even if you pray, He may choose to use your weakness so His glory and strength can be seen by all of the people around you. (2 Corinthians 12:9, John 9:3).</p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>Focus</b> <b>on Giving God Glory</b></p>
<p dir="ltr">The Old Testament shows us that God often used provision to help His people understand Him more: “the Lord your God has poured down for you abundant rain. The threshing floors shall be full of grain; the vats shall overflow with wine and oil” (Joel 2:23-24). The New Testament lets us know that “every good and perfect gift is from the Father” (James 1:17).</p>
<p dir="ltr">Since God works “for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28), He can choose to give you with resources or health for His purpose. However, you have to remember that these are always meant to bring Him glory. Our focus should not be on our comfort or gaining material things. If we are focused on God, we can use whatever He gives us, whether it’s health, material things or physical weakness, to give Him glory.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>Seek</b> <b>God</b> <b>First</b></p>
<p dir="ltr">God will provide everything we need to accomplish His will. You may be surprised to learn that you may not need perfect health or lots of wealth to do His will. Jesus didn’t even have a place to lay his head (Luke 9:58), but He accomplished God’s perfect will. Be sure to “seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and He will give you everything you need” (Matthew 6:33). Remember, God’s favor does not mean all your expectations will be met. His favor will help you give Him glory in good and bad situations.</p>
<p dir="ltr">From godlife.<u>com</u></p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-91176290477918173202015-07-03T23:33:00.001-07:002015-07-03T23:33:22.357-07:00Surgeon and engineer<p dir="ltr">Five surgeons were talking about the best patients...</p>
<p dir="ltr">First surgeon says, "Accountants are the best to operate on because when you open them up, everything on the inside is numbered."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Second surgeon says, "Nah - Librarians are the best. Everything inside them is in alphabetical order."</p>
<p dir="ltr">Third surgeon responds, "Try Electricians, man! Everything inside them is color coded!"</p>
<p dir="ltr">Fourth surgeon intercedes," I prefer Lawyers.They're heartless, spineless, gutless, and their heads and butts are interchangeable."</p>
<p dir="ltr">To which the fifth surgeon, who has been quietly listening to the conversation, says,<br>
"I like Engineers. They always understand when you have a few parts left over at the end."</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-7659857943366377342015-07-03T08:43:00.001-07:002015-07-03T08:43:58.307-07:00What were you expecting<p dir="ltr"><b>Scripture: </b><i>“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.” </i>John 16:3</p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>Maybe you weren’t expecting troubles and hardship as a follower of Jesus...</b></p>
<p dir="ltr">Jesus tells us to expect it; He says you will have troubles, not if you have troubles. Jesus’ promise is victory over the things of this world, not happiness in them. When we focus on Jesus and heaven, we see that our troubles here are only temporary. They can’t compare to the wonderful things God has ready for us in heaven.</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-9978455889527878772015-07-03T08:29:00.001-07:002015-07-03T08:29:52.670-07:00How to kill an ant<p dir="ltr">"How to Kill an Ant??", The Question asked in an Exam for 15 Marks!!</p>
<p dir="ltr">I Answered The Question As Below.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Mix Chilli Powder with Sugar & keep It Outside the Ant's Hole..!</p>
<p dir="ltr">After eating, Ant will Search for some Water near a Water Tank. Then Push Ant in to it..!!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Now Ant will go to Dry itself Near Fire, When it Reaches fire, Put a Bomb into the fire..!!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Then Admit Wounded Ant in ICU..!!</p>
<p dir="ltr">And Then Remove Oxygen Mask from it's Mouth and Kill the Ant.. !!</p>
<p dir="ltr">MORAL: Don't Play with me.. !! I can do any thing for 15 Marks..</p>
Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09079068247986673873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199553394313577210.post-90270199631261156692015-07-02T08:44:00.000-07:002015-07-02T08:44:00.278-07:00Auto correct<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A man received message from his neighbour.</div>
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Sorry sir I am using your wife.</div>
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I am using day and night.</div>
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I am using when u r not present at home.</div>
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In fact I am using more than U R using.</div>
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I confess this because now I feel very much guilt.</div>
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Hope U will accept my sincere apologies.</div>
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Man went home and had a big fight with his wife.</div>
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Few minutes later he received another massage.</div>
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Sorry Sir spelling / auto correct mistake ...</div>
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It's not wife but wi-fi.</div>
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