Sunday, 16 October 2022

AN INTERESTING STORY

 As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant.
It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around.."
His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."
His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class."
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper That he got from a grocery bag Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume.. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to."
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour.
On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets.."
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.
Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr. at Iowa Methodist Hospital in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)

*πŸ™πŸ»KarvachauthπŸ•‰*

 *πŸ™πŸ»KarvachauthπŸ•‰*


Celebrated 9 days before Diwali on 'Kartik ki Chauth' 4th new moon day. Women eat pre-dawn 'Sargi' & fast totally till moonrise🌺

Began as a festival for celebrating friendship bond/ bless Karvas (big earthen pot) as wheat sowing starts, became prayer for husband's longevityπŸ™πŸ»

Legends:
▪︎Karva 
▪︎Satyavan & Savitri 
▪︎Veeravati 
▪︎MahabharathπŸ™πŸ»

Whatever, it's a meaningful ritual of keeping one's family intact that contributes for Societal harmony🌺

Our culture revers women as Grihalaxmi, a binding harmonious cord of integrated love; the Family strength; devoutly glue, enduring sacrificesπŸ™πŸ»

Today, Changing values & relationships, Life's stresses, Misunderstood Economic freedom, Materialism etc are creating "Houses"😒

We need loving "Homes of togetherness"🌺

Karvachauth isn't mere worship; symbolizes a way for melting grievances, renewing bondsπŸ™πŸ»

A great way of building self-discipline to endure all hardships, preserve under difficulties, not give up; all lovingly doneπŸ™πŸ»

*πŸ™πŸ»Divine bless allπŸ•‰*

Sachin Tendulkar and the Taj story...

 Sachin Tendulkar and the Taj story...

The Master in the 2000 test series vs Australia at Chennai Taj coromandel  orders for coffee..
The waiter enters and asks for an autograph..Sachin obliges but the waiter asks the master blaster if he could discuss cricket!!!!...Sachin replies thnx and yes..
Guruprasad the waiter had the courage to say the following..quote 
Sir " I have watched your bat swing change whenever you wear the arm guard!!!!!"OFFERING AS ADVISE...HIS PASSION AS A FAN OF THE MASTER PROMPTS HIM TO TALK... Sachin astonished beyond WORDS  says to the waiter that he's the first human in the world to pin point that...
Guruprasad reveals to Sachin that he's a DIE HARD FAN OF THE MASTER AND THAT HE WATCHES EACH SHOT OF TENDULKAR  6..7 TIMES !!!! THATS HIS DEDICATION...
NOW THE GREAT TENDULKAR THANKS GURUPRASAD AND WHILE RETURNING FROM THE GROUND FINDS THE ARM GUARD DID AFFECT HIS BAT SPEED..
THATS SACHIN..HE DID NOT SHOW HIS EGO NOR CHUCK THE ADVISE FROM A WAITER!!!
HE MAKES ARRANGEMENTS FOR REVAMPING THE ARM GUARDS WITH PADDING ETC  AND THE BAT SPEED SUITS HIM πŸ‘ 
SACHIN SCORES A BRILLIANT  200 IN THE NEXT ODI SERIES AGAINST SOUTH AFRICA...
YEARS AFTER RETIREMENT SACHIN SEARCHES FOR GURUPRASAD TO THANK HIM..
FRIENDS THATS SACHIN...

*Lovely poem by Ram Jethmalani, who died at 95*

 *Lovely poem by Ram Jethmalani, who died at 95*

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Sometimes in the dark of the night,
I visit my conscience  
To see if  it is still breathing,
For its dying a slow death
Every day.

When I pay for a meal in a fancy place.
An amount which is perhaps the monthly income 
Of the guard who holds the door open.
And quickly I shrug away that thought,
It dies a little.

When I buy vegetables from the vendor, 
And his son "chhotu" smilingly weighs the potatoes,
Chhotu, a small child, who should be studying at school.
I look the other way
It dies a little.

When I am decked up in a designer dress,
A dress that cost a bomb 
And I see a woman at the crossing,
In tatters,trying unsuccessfully to save her dignity. 
And I immediately  roll up my window.
It dies a little. 

When I buy expensive gifts for my children,
On return,  I see half clad children, 
With empty stomach and hungry eyes, 
Selling toys at red light 
I try to save my conscience by buying some, yet
It dies a little. 

When my sick  maid sends her daughter to work, 
Making her bunk school 
I know I should tell her to go back. 
But I look at the loaded sink and dirty dishes, 
And I tell myself that is just for a couple of days 
It dies a little. 

When I hear about a rape
or a murder of a child,
I feel sad, yet a little thankful that it's not my child.
I can not  look at myself  in the mirror,
It dies a little. 

When people fight over caste creed and religion.
I feel hurt and helpless
I tell  myself that my country is going to the dogs,
I blame the corrupt politicians, 
Absolving myself of all responsibilities 
It dies a little. 

When my city is choked.
Breathing is dangerous  in the smog ridden metropolis,
I take my car to work daily ,
Not taking  the metro,not trying car pool. 
One car won't make a difference, I think 
It dies a little. 

So when in the dark of the night, 
I visit my conscience 
And find it still breathing, 
I am surprised. 

For, with my own hands 
Daily, bit by bit, I kill it, I bury it.

...and we call it a livingπŸŒΉπŸ’

*🀣Wonderful Definitions🀣*

 *🀣Wonderful Definitions🀣*


*🟑School*
A place where Parents pay, and children play.

*Life Insurance*
A contract that keeps you poor all your life, so that you can die Rich.

*🟀Nurse*:
A person who wakes you up to give you sleeping pills.

*🟣Marriage*
It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor's degree, and a woman gains her masters..

*⚫Tears*
The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower.

*🟣Conference*
The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.

*πŸ”΅Conference Room*
A place where everybody talks, nobody listens, and everybody disagrees later on.

*🟒Father*
A banker provided by nature

*⚫Boss*
Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early

*Politician*
One who shakes your hand before elections and shakes your Confidence after election.

*🟠 HOSPITAL*
An institution which holds your ills by pills and kills you by bills.

*😁Smile*
A curve that can set a lot of things straight.

*🟒Government Office*
A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.

*🟑Yawn*
The only time married men ever get to open their mouth.

*πŸ”΅Etc*.
A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.

*🟀Committee*
Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.

*☕Meeting*
Where hours are spent and Minutes are kept.

Tuesday, 11 October 2022

Kishore Shintre- Zen Story

 


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God grant me the Serenity

  

Good Morning!!!

 

God grant me the Serenity

to accept the things

I cannot change;

Courage to change

the things I can;

and Wisdom

to know the difference.

Thy will, not mine, be done.



*~*~*~*~*^Daily Reflections^*~*~*~*~*

 

October 12, 2022

 

CURBING RASHNESS


When we speak or act hastily or rashly,

the ability to be fair-minded and tolerant

evaporates on the spot.


TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, p. 91


Being fair-minded and tolerant

is a goal toward which I must work daily.

I ask God, as I understand Him,

to help me to be loving and tolerant to my loved ones,

and to those with whom I am in close contact.

I ask for guidance to curb my speech when I am agitated,

and I take a moment to reflect

on the emotional upheaval my words may cause,

not only to someone else, but also to myself.

Prayer, meditation and inventories

are the key to sound thinking and positive action for me.


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Learning Trust

 

Our entire A.A. program rests

upon the principle of mutual trust.

We trust God, we trust A.A., and we trust each other.

Therefore, we trust our leaders in world service.

The "Right of Decision" that we offer them

is not only the practical means by which

they may act and lead effectively,

but it is also the symbol of our implicit confidence.

<< << <<  >> >> >>

If you arrive at A.A. with no religious convictions,

you can, if you wish, make A.A. itself

or even your A.A. group your "Higher Power".

Here's a large group of people

who have solved their alcohol problem.

In this respect they are certainly

a power greater than you.

Even this minimum of faith will be enough.

Many members who have crossed the threshold

just this way will tell you that,

once across, their faith broadened and deepened.

Relieved of the alcohol obsession,

their lives unaccountably transformed,

they came to believe in a Higher Power,

and most of them began to talk of God.

 

1. TWELVE CONCEPTS, P. 19

2. TWELVE AND TWELVE, PP. 27-28

As Bill Sees It, P. 310

 

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Fear makes strangers of people

who should be friends.

 

—Shirley MacLaine

 

No one is brave every moment; each of us feels awkward, shy, perhaps even ugly or dumb part of the time. If we could understand that about each other, it would make it easier for us to be friendly and willing to talk to someone new. Instead, we often sit back, waiting to be noticed; waiting for someone to invite us to join in an activity.

 

We are all so much alike, yet we are so certain we're different. Being self-conscious is normal. Even those who are the most popular suffer the same fears as the rest of us. The better we understand the ways we are the same, the easier it will be to make friends with someone new. And it's through friends that we grow and are strengthened for whatever lies ahead.

 

What new person can I offer friendship to today?

 

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When I take another’s needs

into consideration and bend,

I spiritually stretch.

 

--Helene Lerner-Robbins


We have been told that this is a selfish program. Perhaps that has given us license to be inconsiderate. However, that isn’t what the founders meant by a selfish program. While it’s true that we must protect our sobriety always, it is never wrong to be kind and considerate toward others. Our kindness to someone else won’t ever make us drink! That’s what we must keep uppermost in our mind.

 

Along with helping us maintain abstinence, the program helps us develop a spiritual relationship that can change every aspect of our lives. Coming to believe in a Higher Power and turning to that Power for guidance and comfort allow us to experience hope in every situation. We can enhance our spiritual growth by treating others as we want God to treat us.

 

My spiritual growth can get a boost today

if I get my ego out of the way

and help someone else feel better.

 

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Just a thought..............

 

"When a job still looked like a mere means of getting money rather than an opportunity for service, when the acquisition of money for financial independence looked more important than a right dependence upon God, we were still the victim of unreasonable fears ... But as time passed, we found that with the help of AA's Twelve Steps we could lose those fears ...

It did not matter too much what our material condition was. Money gradually became our servant and not our master.

 It became a means of exchanging love and service with those about us... We found that freedom from fear was more important than freedom from want."


(Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions,

pp. 120-121)

 

So ......

 

What does my job mean to me today? Am I grateful for that job? Do I really consider my job as an opportunity to serve others?

 Or is it service with a snarl to everyone, but the boss?

Who's the real boss anyway?

 

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Nothing worse could happen to one

 than to be completely understood.


—Carl Jung

 

We so often long to be understood.

We imagine it would cure

 our loneliness and empty feelings.

We think of it as a kind of intimacy.

Yet, we may be longing for a false goal.

We are each a unique man on an incomplete journey.

We don't yet fully understand ourselves.

There is still much mystery beneath the surface of our being.

If our partners or friends completely understood us,

where would we go from there?

We would no longer belong to ourselves.

 

Perhaps we are completely understood

by our Higher Power but not by another person.

It is a fact of life that we continue to grow

 and to reveal deeper layers of ourselves.

We have relationships in which we can share

the mysteries as they unfold.

We can talk and be understood.

In communication we find our closeness and intimacy.

 

Today, I will remember that

at the deepest level

no one can fully understand me.

I will communicate with others

to deal with my loneliness.

 

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“When God says no to our request

we can be sure it's for our best”.

 

“It is wise to pray for the future,

but not to worry about it,

because we can't live it

until it becomes the present”.

 

“All angels are girls

because they gotta wear dresses

and boys didn't go for it”

- Antonio, age nine.

 

(Angles explained by children)

 

A.S.A.P.

Always Say A Prayer

 

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I like not only to be loved,

but also, to be told that I am loved . . .

the realm of silence is large enough

beyond the grave.


--George Eliot


We've all heard many times that we must love ourselves if we're ever to love another. Too often we mistakenly think that means we shouldn't need to hear someone's affirmation of love. That assumption is wrong. Praise from others builds our self-confidence, keeps us on track, aware of how we're presenting ourselves moment by moment.

 

But many of us didn't develop healthy egos in our youth because we didn't get feedback that affirmed us. We didn't hear we were loved. As adults, we're scrambling to feel confident, to feel sure of our direction and our value to society. And we're hoping to hear we're loved. We can be certain someone close will be helped by hearing our words of love.

 

There's no time like the present for sharing love.

 

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~*~A.A. Thoughts for The Day~*~

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(\    ~~  /)

(   \ (AA)/   )

(_   /AA\ _)

/AA\

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Fear

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"We have had a much keener look at ourselves

and those about us.

We have seen that we were prodded by

unreasonable fears and anxieties

into making a life business of winning fame, money,

and what we thought was leadership.

So false pride became the reverse side

of that ruinous coin marked 'Fear.'

We simply had to be Number One people

to cover up our deep-lying inferiorities."

 

1952AAWS,

Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions,

p. 123

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Thought to consider . . .



Situations I fear are rarely as bad as the fear itself.



~*~*~*~*~*AACRONYMS*~*~*~*~*~

F E A R =

Frantic Efforts to Appear Recovered

 

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~*~*~*~*~*Just for Today^*~*~*~*~*~

An Avocation

 

From: "Foreword"

 

It is important that we remain anonymous

because we are too few, at present

 to handle the overwhelming number of personal appeals

which may result from this publication.

Being mostly business or professional folk,

we could not well carry on

our occupations in such an event.

We would like it understood

that our alcoholic work is an avocation.

When writing or speaking publicly about alcoholism,

we urge each of our Fellowship to omit his personal name, designating himself instead as

 "a member of Alcoholics Anonymous."

Very earnestly we ask the press also,

 to observe this request,

 for otherwise we shall be greatly handicapped.

 

1989, Carry the Message, Inc.,

Alcoholics Anonymous,

[First Edition facsimile],

page vii

 

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IN ALL OUR AFFAIRS


. . . we tried to carry this message to alcoholics,

and to practice these principles in all our affairs.


TWELVE STEPS AND TWELVE TRADITIONS, p. 106

 

I find that carrying the message of recovery to other alcoholics is easy because it helps me to stay sober and it provides me with a sense of well-being about my own recovery. 

The hard part is practicing these principles in all my affairs. 

 It is important that I share

 the benefits I receive from A.A., especially at home. 

 Doesn't my family deserve the same patience,

tolerance and understanding

I so readily give to the alcoholic? 

When reviewing my day, I try to ask,

"Did I have a chance to be a friend today and miss it?" 

 "Did I have a chance to rise above

 a nasty situation and avoid it?" 

"Did I have a chance to say 'I'm sorry,'

 and refuse to?

 

Just as I ask God for help with my alcoholism each day,

I ask for help in extending my recovery

to include all situations and all people!

 

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~*~*~*~*^As BilSees It^*~*~*~*~

 

Random Quote –

Servant, Not Master

 

In A.A., we found that it did not matter too much what our material condition was, but it mattered greatly what our spiritual condition was. As we improved our spiritual outlook, money gradually became our servant and not our master.

It became a means of exchanging

 love and service with those about us.

One of A.A.'s Loners is an Australian sheepman who lives two thousand miles from the nearest town, where yearly he sells his wool. In order to be paid the best prices he has to get to town during a certain month. But when he heard that a big regional A.A. meeting was to be held at a later date when wool prices would have fallen, he gladly took a heavy financial loss

in order to make his journey then.

That's how much an A.A. meeting means to him.

 

1. TWELVE AND TWELVE, p. 122 –

2. A.A. COMES OF AGE, p. 31

 

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*~*~*~*^Twenty-Four Hours Day^*~*~*~*

October 12

 

A.A. Thought for the Day

 

Am I still on a "free ride" in A.A.?

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