*Message from Param Pujya Gurudev :*

*Message from Param Pujya Gurudev :* Beloved one, Yes, the world seems to be going through waves of turbulence floods in Punjab, unrest in Nepal, wars in many corners of the globe. When the outside becomes so chaotic, it is a reminder to turn inward. Gurudev often says: “The storm outside can shake you only if there is no stillness within.” This is why he has lovingly asked everyone to hold on to their sādhanā, their daily practice. Your meditation, your chanting, your breathing these are not small things. They are the very anchor that keeps the boat steady when the ocean is rough. Remember, in times of calamity, fear and negativity can spread faster than floodwaters. But when even one person sits in deep meditation, the vibrations of peace ripple out and soothe the atmosphere. Imagine what happens when thousands come together in that same silence! So don’t miss your practice for anything. Even a few minutes of chanting “Om Namah Shivaya” or sitting with your eyes closed in stillness can shift your energy, can heal your mind, and can uplift the collective consciousness. Let the turmoil outside remind you to strengthen your roots inside. Be like the lamp that does not flicker, even when the wind is blowing strong. The world needs your peace, your smile, your centeredness more than ever. *Do your sādhanā, and let the Divine take care of the rest*

READ IT – IT'S GREAT!

READ IT – IT'S GREAT! At a family gathering, a young man asked his parents, aunts, uncles, and grandparents: "How did you all live back then?" • Without television • Without Wi-Fi • Without technology • Without the internet • Without computers • Without drones • Without Bitcoins • Without cell phones • Without Facebook • Without Twitter • Without YouTube • Without WhatsApp • Without Messenger • Without Instagram Then the grandfather spoke up and replied: “You know, dear grandson… Just like your generation lives today… • Without prayers • Without respect • Without values • Without personality • Without a sense of duty • Without inner life • Without character • Without spice • Without ideals • Without self-love • Without humanity • Without modesty • Without virtues • Without honor • Without purpose • Without that certain something • Without essence • Without direction • Without identity – because many no longer even know whether they are male or female. We, those born between 1920 and 1975, are blessed, and our lives are living proof: After school, there was homework, then played outside! We played with real friends – not virtual ones from the internet. We often built our own toys and had fun with them. Our parents weren't rich, but they gave us and taught us love – not material or worldly values. We didn't have cell phones, laptops, DVDs, PlayStations, Xboxes, video games, PCs, or the internet... but we did have real friends. Relatives lived nearby, so we could enjoy family time. We may only appear in black and white photos, but the memories are colorful and vivid. We are a UNIQUE and MORE UNDERSTANDING GENERATION, because we are the LAST to listen to our parents... and the FIRST to have to listen to our children. We are a LIMITED EDITION! Enjoy, appreciate, and learn from yesterday. Share it. “THE ELDESTS” “We were born in the 40s, 50s and 60s.” “We grew up in the 50s, 60s, and 70s.” “We went to school in the 60s, 70s, and 80s.” “We fell in love in the 70s, 80s, and 90s.” “We got married and explored the world in the 70s, 80s, and 90s.” “We ventured out in the 80s and 90s.” “We found stability in the 2000s.” “We grew wiser in the 2010s.” “And we're still here—in 2025.” We've lived through EIGHT decades… TWO centuries… TWO millennia… From long-distance telephone switches to worldwide video calls. From records to streaming services. From handwritten letters to emails and WhatsApp. From radio commentary during football matches to black-and-white TV, and later to HD television. We used to go to the video store – today we watch Netflix. We experienced the first computers, punch cards, floppy disks – and today we carry gigabytes and megabytes in our pockets – on our cell phones or tablets. We wore shorts as children, later long trousers, Oxfords, Bermuda shorts, and much more. We survived polio, meningitis, the H1N1 flu, and now COVID-19. Yes, we've been through a lot, but what great lives we've had! You could call us "survivors." People born in the world of the 1950s, experienced an analog childhood and a digital adulthood. We're a kind of "I've seen it all." Our generation has experienced and seen more than any other – in every dimension of life. We are the generation that has truly adapted to the world. A big round of applause to all members of a very special generation, that will forever remain UNIQUE. ⸻ A beautiful and very true message I received from a friend. I hope you take the time to read it and then share it… …or you put it off – and find yourself never sharing it! Always together Always united Always brothers Always friends

Did Karna attack the unarmed Abhimanyu?

Did Karna attack the unarmed Abhimanyu? During the battle at Kurukshetra, Abhimanyu was sent to penetrate the Chakra-Vyuha created by Drona and counter him. It was only his father Arjuna, Pradyumna and uncle Vasudev who had the skill and they were distracted by the Kurus elsewhere. Other warriors along with Bhima, Satyaki, Panchalas, Kekayas, the Matyas followed to protect him since he did not have the knowledge to exit the vyuha. Once inside the Chakravyuha, Arjun’s son fought bravely single handed. Other warriors out to aid him were not allowed to enter by king Jayadrath. Karna was revered by the Kauravs. He left no stone unturned to oppress his nephew. Abhimanyu too afflicted his uncle with sharp tufted arrows. “ He exhibited his supreme weapons and pierced Subhadra’s son with hundreds of arrows.” Arjun’s son inflicted him back with weapons sharpened on stone to sever bows of heroes. “ Vaikartana Karna used his arrows to swiftly slice down the bow of the light handed one “ and supreme shield while Drona severed the sword. Bhoja killed the horses and Kripa the charioteers. Karna along with Drona, Ashwathamma, Brihadbala, Kripa, Duryodhan, Kritavarma and Shakuni in unison showered arrows on the child warrior relentlessly while he fought single handedly. He died countering Dushassana’s son when stuck by his club on the head. picture from online source Abhimanyu Vadha Parva Bibek Debroy’s Mahabharat

🙏🏼 Good Morning 🌄

🙏🏼 Good Morning 🌄 I’m 75 now. These days, mornings are quiet—just me, a cup of tea, and the park down the road. I sit on the same wooden bench every day, watching joggers rush by, parents push strollers, kids chasing pigeons. Life keeps moving, even when you feel like you’ve slowed down. One morning, I noticed a boy—maybe 16—sitting alone at the far end of the bench. Shoulders slumped, hoodie pulled tight, staring at the ground like the world had forgotten him. I know that look. I wore it once, years ago, when life felt too heavy. I didn’t want to scare him off, so I asked softly, “What’s one good thing about today?” He blinked, surprised. “What?” “Anything at all,” I said. “The sky, a song you heard, something small that made today not all bad.” He thought for a moment. Then, quietly: “My sister saved me the last cookie this morning. Said she wanted me to have it.” A tiny smile tugged at his face. Not much, but enough to crack the gray around him. “That’s a good thing,” I said, nodding. He left soon after, but when he glanced back, his eyes weren’t as heavy. The next day, he sat closer. And when a woman with grocery bags shuffled past us, he piped up: “Ma’am, what’s one good thing about your day?” She laughed, surprised. “Well, I found strawberries on sale.” The boy grinned. It became a thing. People passing by began stopping for a minute on my bench. A man said, “The bus was on time!” A young girl said, “I made a new friend at school.” A grandmother said, “My knees didn’t ache this morning.” Simple, ordinary things—but the kind that remind you life still has sweetness tucked in its corners. Soon, folks started calling it The Bench Question. Strangers came not just to rest their feet, but to share their “one good thing.” Someone brought a notebook, leaving it on the bench so people could write their answers. Within weeks, the pages were filled: 💌 “My daughter called after months.” 💌 “The sunset looked like cotton candy.” 💌 “I’m learning to smile again.” And here’s the truth I learned: happiness doesn’t come from fixing everything. Sometimes it’s just about noticing the smallest good thing in the middle of an ordinary day. The boy still visits. He doesn’t hunch anymore. He sits tall, asks every passerby the question. Sometimes, he even brings cookies to share. Life isn’t always easy. But maybe the secret isn’t chasing big joys—it’s learning to hold on to the little ones. One bench. One question. One good thing at a time. So, let me ask you now: What’s one good thing about your day?

In 325 BC, Alexander

In 325 BC, Alexander the Great led his army into the desert between India and the Persian Gulf. The famous Macedonian leader hoped to easily reach the central regions of the Empire, but the march turned out to be more difficult than expected. The lack of food and water began to weigh on the soldiers, who also suffered from the heat and the boiling sand, so much so that some began to perish under the scorching desert sun. The historian Arrian recounts: "Alexander himself, gripped by thirst, led the troops with great pain and difficulty and yet on foot; so too the other soldiers, as usually happens in similar circumstances, tolerated the fatigue better given the same suffering. In the meantime, some lightly armed men, who had moved away from the army in search of water, found it collected in a shallow cavity, a modest and unknown spring. Having taken it without difficulty, they ran to Alexander, as if they were carrying something precious. Then they poured the water into a helmet and gave it to the king. He took it and thanked those who had brought it, but then spilled it in front of everyone. After this, the entire army regained courage to the point of making it seem as if the water poured by Alexander had been drunk by everyone". Thus Alexander the Great, thanks also to his leadership spirit, finally managed to lead his men out of the desert.

Balarama visits Pandavas

Balarama visits Pandavas' camp, before start of the war, and could foresaw the victory of the Pandavas, but did not visit Duryodhana. What were the reasons for Balarama not visiting Duryodhana, though he could foresaw the victory of the Pandavas? Balarama would have known that Duryodhana was not going to stop the war just because he said so. Duryodhana had earlier met Balarama in Dwaraka and knowing Duryodhana well, Balarama had given him permission to fight the war O descendant of the Kuru lineage! It is for your sake that I sought to restrain Hrishikesha. O king! I said repeatedly that my relationship with both of you was equal. But Keshava did not accept the words that I had spoken. I cannot exist for an instant without Krishna. I will come to the aid of neither Partha, nor Duryodhana. After looking towards Vasudeva, this is the decision I have arrived at. You have been born in the Bharata lineage, one that is honoured by all the lords of the earth. O bull among the Bharata lineage! Go and fight in accordance with the Dharma of Kshatriyas. 7, Udyoga parva, Mahabharata. The reason Balarama believed that Pandava victory was certain was because Krishna was with them. This was already the case when Balarama had given permission to Duryodhana to wage war. If he knew he could stop Duryodhana, then he would have tried then itself. The fact that he didn't means Balarama knew that Duryodhana won't refrain from war just because of his words.

While taxiing at London Gatwick Airport

While taxiing at London 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?" "Yes, ma'am," the cowed 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 in Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking: “You sound familiar… wasn't I married to you once?"