Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Hidden Treasures - Puzzle

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Hidden Treasures

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For this picture puzzle, there are 7 shapes that are used twice (object doubles). Can you find them?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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10 Places You Don’t Want To Live

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10 Places You Don’t Want To Live

The world is a giant jigsaw puzzle, spottedwith both exquisitely beautiful and potentially dangerous places. Whileyou may dream of spending a lifetime in some of the trueparadises-on-earth, you should be equally wary of stepping up in somereal hell spots for your own safety. But not everyone is fortunateenough to get a cozy and safe home and there are places on earth wherepeople are actually living on the edge of peril.
Here are top 10 such nightmarish places on earth where you would never want to live:

Dharavi in Mumbai, India
The slums of Mumbai


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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Art of Giving

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*The Art of Giving

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"Rivers do not drink their own water, nor do tree eat their own fruit, nor
do rain clouds eat the grains reared by them.
The wealth of the noble is used solely for the benefit of others? *

*Even after accepting that giving is good and that one must learn to give,
several questions need to be answered.

The first question is 'when should one give*?*'


Yudhisthir asks a beggar seeking alms to come the next day.
On this, Bhim rejoices, that Yudhisthir his brother, has conquered death!
For he is sure that he will be around tomorrow to give. Yudhisthir gets the
message.
One does not know really whether one will be there tomorrow to give!
The time to give therefore is NOW.
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The next question is 'how much to give?'


One recalls the famous incident from history.
Rana Pratap was reeling after defeat from the Moghals. He had lost his
army , he had lost his wealth , and most important he had lost hope, his
will to fight.
**At that time in his darkest hour , his erstwhile minister Bhamasha came
seeking him and placed his entire fortune
at the disposal of Rana Pratap. With this, Rana Pratap raised an army and
lived to fight another day.
The answer to this question how much to give is " Give as much as you can!



The next question is 'what to give?'


It is not only money that can be given. It could be a flower or even a
smile. It is not how much one gives but how one gives that really matters.
**When you give a smile to a stranger that may be the only good thing
received by him in days and weeks!
"You can give anything but you must give with your heart !

One also needs answer to this question 'whom to give?'
Many times we avoid giving by finding fault with the person who is seeking.
However, being judgmental and rejecting
a person on the presumption that he may not be the most deserving is not
justified.
"Give without being judgmental!"

*Next we have to answer *'How to give*?


*Coming to the manner of giving, one has to ensure **that the receiver does
not feel humiliated, nor the giver feels proud by giving.
**'Let not your left hand know what your right hand gives? **
Charity without publicity and fanfare, is the highest form of charity.* *
'Give quietly !*

*While giving let not the recipient feel small or humiliated. **
After all what we give never really belonged to us.
We come to this world with nothing and will go with nothing.
The thing gifted was only with us for a temporary period.
Why then take pride in giving away something which really did not belong to
us?
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*Give with grace and with a feeling of gratitude.

What should one feel after giving ?


We all know the story of Eklavya. When Dronacharya asked him for his right
thumb as "Guru = Dakshina".
He unhesitatingly cut off the thumb and gave it to Dronacharya.
There is a little known sequel to this story.. Eklavya was asked whether he
ever regretted the act of giving away his thumb when he was dying.
His reply was "Yes ! I regretted this only once in my life. It was when
Pandavas were coming in to kill Dronacharya
who was broken hearted on the false news of death of his son Ashwathama and
had stopped fighting.
It was then that I regretted the loss of my thumb.
**If the thumb was there, no one could have dared hurt my Guru?
The message to us is clear.
Give and never regret giving !
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*And the last question is* *' How much should we provide for our heirs ? *


*Ask yourself , 'Are we taking away from them the **"gift of work? - a
source of happiness!' *

*The answer is given by Warren Buffett: "Leave your kids enough to do
anything, but not enough to do nothing!"

I would conclude by saying: let us learn the Art of Giving, and quoting
Sant Kabir:
"When the wealth in the house increases ,
When water fills a boat ,
Throw them out with both hands !

This is the wise thing to do!
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ONE BEDROOM FLAT - Written by an Indian Software Engineer ,nice one

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ONE BEDROOM FLAT - Written by an Indian Software Engineer


As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in SoftwareEngineer and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves andopportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had cometrue.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I wouldbe staying in this country for about Five years in which time I wouldhave earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.

I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick andlonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parentsevery week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, twoyears of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 yearswatching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupeevalue went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. Igot my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and wasactually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If Imiss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent homeone week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time wasgetting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.

In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, itwas time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents andtelling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she startedfeeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in aweek sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. Aftertwo more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and agirl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to myparents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see theirgrand-children.

Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetaryconditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distantdream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents wereseriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus couldnot go to India. The next message I got was my parents had passed awayand as there was no one to do the last rights. The society members haddone whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed awaywithout seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike andmy wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to lookfor a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and theproperty prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return tothe USA.

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay inIndia. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife thatI would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American andmy son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-upevery thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy adecent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.

Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for theroutine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left meand gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even afterstaying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the samenothing more.

I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. Thisdamned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children arelosing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cardsfrom my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will beperforming my last rights, God Bless them. But the question stillremains 'Was all this worth it?'

I am still searching for an answer...... ......... .!!!!




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