Drain the anger

Sometimes in a bad mood,
Even with our dear once,
we can act a little rude,
Ok ok, may be a lot rude.

Like a wishing from Grandma,
Full of childhood nicknames,
Even after you done diploma,
(you’r grown up)
Fills you with some old flames.

This feeling of anger,
is a big big danger,
Right from your health,
To closest relationships,
Can become​ endanger.

So this has to be dealt with,
Before it gains control over you,
Before it finds your mind’s pith,
And it becomes a hollow bamboo.
(you are unable to think anything)

So how to find a way,
That keeps anger away,
So, for you life can lay,
A beautiful​ every day.

There is a technique, I learn about,
That stop you when, feel like shout,
Simply just tire yourself somehow,
Drain yourself of that wild energy,
Use it for something, make you proud.

A great weakness of anger,
It needs lots of energy,
To keep your mind, a boiler,
Cut out this ancillary,
Your emotions will be milder.

Go out for a run,
Jump on a trampoline,
Do a difficult math problem,
(that also drains energy)
Understand what I mean.

This may be a little trick,
For sure, difficult at first,
But, easy after some ticks(time),
Help you cope with outburst,
And you may never get sick

Slowly,
Will become part of your routine,
You will be wondered,
At the sudden change of scene (of your life)
You will become, more savvy, less mean,
It has worked for me,
Like my personal, psychology dean.

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The virtue of sacrifices

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Greatest symbol of Sacrifice

God’s greatest gift to mankind
Is our body , soul and mind
Without these gifts even
Our existence will be blind.

So, why not enjoy these gifts
Why not do everything
That make our spirits lifts
Why do we need to care about
Any on this world’s shits.

This feels a great virtue to live by,
Enjoying life full and hard,
Drink, play, dance , don’t be shy,
Why sacrifice anything at all,
Sacrifice are great, feels like a lie.

You may feel like this,
Sacrifices has no bliss,
If you feel so, I am sorry
You are giving
Something great, a miss

True, sacrifices take away
Something you like
A close friend , memorables
Or a desired bike

But, there is a happiness,
Free from many distress,
Leaving something for others
May feel like a bless.

A mother wants a new handbag
So, with her friends, she can brag
But, instead she decided to take,
A cake for her children, she can bake.
Sacrificing her bragging for a cake,
What you feel
Is she more happy, or regret make her shake.

The satisfaction she will feel then,
Cannot be written with a pen.
A little regret for this feeling
Is what we call good dealing.

Everyone wants to enjoy their life
Think what happens,
If everyone do what they like,
Students will never study,
And play all day with their buddy.
Air station personal will sleep at night
Forgetting about sky full of flights.
Your father go to bar, to feel like a guy,
Instead of singing you a lullaby.
Soldiers will leave border to their fate,
As they are missing their mate.

Can you imagine such a world,
It will be like a flying bird,
Heading senselessly
Till it is blasted to shreds.

Sacrifices are the engines of this world,
That keeps it functioning and move it forward
Small and big ,sacrifices made by everyone of us,
Never get unawarded, for the world is are a plus,
In return you get, satisfaction, happiness and god’s own trust

DREAM Real or Lies or can be realized

See the dreams
They are beautiful, majestic , unreal
And many times are nightmare

Whatever dream I see
It feels like another world in me
Don’t you feel upset
When it turns out not to be

These dreams are a lie
After all we can’t fly
Then
In dreams Why we feel so alive
Sometimes better than our lives

In dreams we see, we smell, we hear
We feel joy , we feel fear
We may live a new life
But still we say, they are unreal

Well, reality is a cocept of relativity
What is real for someone
For other it may be falase
What other may see as impossible
Someone may make it possible

World says we humans cannot fly
Wright Brothers says we can
Indian’s nightmare , they are tanned
Is a beautiful dream for wrestners
Who take vacations in tropical lands

What is real is what you believe
Is a sham, it is a lie
What you believe becames real
Is the true to be lead by

You still think dream
Cannot be real
Of I say you  too are
Can you make yourself bear

Ancient Shastras and Puranas
Tell about our real existence,
That we are just projections,
In the dreams of Lord Vishnu,
Controlled by his will,
There is nothing like our own stance.

I am not being religion bias
It’s being proved by mordren wise
Greatest Physist and theorist
Says there is a great possibility
That our universe is 2D

That’s right! Our reality
Can just be a show of comedy

If you are real
Then you may also be a dream
So how can you say
Your dreams are just dream

If not , then tell you a secret
With your faith and determination
You can bridge the gap
Between reality and dream station
Afterall this if the only difference
Between Science and science fiction.

The ironical Sudama

    Sudama was a very close friend of Lord Krishna. They spend most of their childhood together. But when Lord Krishna became Dwarika Naresh (king of Dwarka) , poor Sudama went to Lord Krishna’s palace to beg for help to save his family from poverty.
    The story is as such that when he reached the palace gates, he was stopped and harassed by the palace guards. Even when queen Rukmani saw him (she doesn’t know he was Krishna’s friend), she pushes him out.
     Sudama was harassed until Krishna was told about his arrival. After that story takes completely opposite your.

     Thousands of year later, when this story was being enacted at Mata ki Choki(religious function devoted to Goddess Durga), act takes an ironical turn.

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Poor Sudama with lots of money

    When Sudama entered , instead of being harassed by palace guards he was welcomed cash. garlands and notes of 10 rupees by all the devotees around.
    It is tradition, where you welcome the pandli members (those who sing Bhajans (devotional songs), and may entertain with some acts relating to mythology) with garlands and some money.
    Now,  the hands of poor Sudama were filled with some serious cash(zoom the pic). With backstage a little far away, he had no choice but to carry on with the act as it is.
     This incident is really an irony and funny to see the clash of Indian traditions.
       Religious and funny. The combination don’t seem often.

      
    

Electron

The electron on which forms and world are built
Leaped into being a porticle of God,
A spork from the eternol Energy split,
It is the infinite’s blind minute abode.

In that small flaming chariot shiva rides
The One devised innumerably to be;
His oneness in invisible forms he hides
Time’s tiny temples of eternity.

Atom and molecule in their unseen
plan
Buttress on edifice of strange onenesses,
Crystal and plant, insect and beast and man,
Man of whom the World-Unity shall seize,

Widening his soul-spark to an epiphany
Of the timeless vastness of Infinity
                               – By Sri Aurbindo

           Saw this outside a peaceful temple. Got a feeling of safety on reading this. So sharing it to spread the feeling

The irony of hunger

        Will most of the things that comes to WhatsApp is rubbish. But some messages may force you to think. Some may even force you to doubt the ways you live and perceive life. One such message is this

      भोजन और प्रसाद में बस इतना अंतर है कि….
भोजन थाली भर भर लेते हें और छोड़ देते हें…
प्रसाद जमीन पर भी गिर जाये तो उठा कर खाते हें…..

” भोजन को प्रसाद मान लें तो कभी  बर्बाद न हो”………
“इतना ही लें थाली में, व्यर्थ न जाए नाली में”
English translation
There is only one different between Parsad and food. People fill their plates with much for. Even then they threw it. But they even eat a single grain of parsad that had fallen on the ground.
    Waste plates of food but can’t let a single grain of parsad be wasted.
   If we can assume normal food is Parsad, then nobody will sleep hungry in this world “

Parsad ,in Hinduism, is food that is offered to God as a tribute for  his blessings. When god has taken a small share (or we assume good has taken it) , the remaining is returned to devotees

   Parsad has great significanse in this great religion. Parsad is given to us by God himself/herself. It is a form of his blessing.
      You cannot refuse it even if you have diabetes (parsad is usually sweet).  And wasting it is considered a sinful act. I have seen people picking Parsad from the floor that has mistakenly fallen and eating.
     This is the kind of respect we give to parsad. Because it is considered blessings of god in the form of food. And who will want to waste that?
   On the other hand, we are not so respectful to normal food. Why? Because it is normal. It doesn’t give any divine blessing. So we take it for granted. We fill our plates with everything and eat what we like and test goes in dustbin.
      Is this right?
Of course not. Do you know that 805 million people of the 7.3 billion people in the world, almost one in nine, were suffering from chronic hunger.
    3.1 million children die every year due to under nourishment. That is 41%of total children’s death every year.

    ….While the irony is that the world produce enough for everyone. It is a fact started by UN.
    For the world as a whole, per capita food availability has risen from about 2220 kcal/person/day in the early 1960s to 2790 kcal/person/day in 2006-08.
    So why do many people go hungry? Why do many children die for to under nourishment?
     That is because the good you waste. That good I waste, we skill waste. Approximately, one-third that is 1.3 billion tonnes of food is wasted every year.  
    Is this not a very disturbing fact?
  The food is the fuel of human body. It takes on many resources like water oxygen, fertilizers, sweat of our farmers and many more to grow.
      It is the life itself. And does life is not a blessing of the Almighty? So how normal food can be less than any Parsad? And it in okay of this blessing goes into dustbin or down that drain? Would you also treat Parsad like this?
        I remember when I was a kid I usually lift my meals incomplete. Seeing this my grandmother used to tell me “it is not right. Every chapati, every grain of rice, every spoon of dal have Anndevta (God of food) sitting in it. If I wasted anything he will get angry. It will be an utter disrespect for him.
If you will waste him, then he will waste you.
     This meal you are eating is very precious. There are thousands of people who will kill for it.”
      At that time I thought it was just a bluff that were told to children. But growing up I realized most of our is true.
      Food we eat is no leads than blessing of God. So it is Parsad in every sense.
     Therefore, we should never take it for granted. We should respect it as we respect Parsad. It is NOT wastable.
     Pledge now that you will never waste good. Learn to estimate how much estimate how much food is actually required in your home. Eat to live and not live to eat.
      Even if something is left, try not let it decompose and not throw out. Try that it teach and needy. Also spread awareness about it.
      Believe me , it will be the true devotion  of the Almighty. It will give much more blessings than eating Parsad.
      Hope you liked this article and take something with you before closing your screens.
     May God bless you. (You know now how he solo. Don’t you?)
    
    

   
    
      

There is always something to give

      The novel ‘Shadowfell’ may be only all average teenage fantasy novel. But a thing that I liked about it is the like ‘there is always something to give’.
     The protagonist tried to give always give something to a needy even if she was herself one.
     But this seems possible in a story only.
     Have you heard a begger giving something to help someone. Or a bankrupt company investing in another company? I haven’t.
   How can we give something if we have nothing ourselves?
    With this thought another thing I remembered. It was said by a Pandit in some Shanti Paath( a Hindi ritual ceremony).
     The topic was levels of helping.
The art of helping can be along 3 levels

1. In the First level , we directly help others by giving some materialistic resource. It can be financial or non financial or physical help.
     Like you give your friend a ride to home. Or give some money to help a poor or help an blind man to cross the road. 
    This is the highest and most punya( your goodness count of Karma) awarding as you give some resources (time, money , others) that may be
useful to you in this life or Right now.

2. Well if you are as good as the needy person , you still have the second level. You can talk to will You can say condition words to release some of hours tension.
     It may not solve his problems but at least his inner feeling will trouble him less. 
     If you have nothing material to give use your words. Motivate him to face the problem. Don’t let them think negatively. May be this is what he needs. May be sing a song for him.
      This level awards less punya points then first level.

3. If you can’t even do this. Because of any reason like cultural differences or this is not the place for you talk or you think that the person may misunderstand your words and intensions . Or you are far far away. But you soul wanna help.
    One thing you can still give. A small prayer. Pray to the god which ever you beleive in. Pray for him to be victorious in facing the problem.
     You can always pray and it hold value. If you cannot help directly ask God to do it. This is the last you can do.
    May be it not seen enough. But something is better then nothing.
      It awards the punya points but already you will be satisfied that you have donr something. And you will also show gods that you have the spirit to help those in need .
      This process that there is always something to give even when you have nothing.
      Here ends this post. Hope you like it. I will pray for you.