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Friday, March 28, 2008
Gods way of protection

During World War II, a US marine was separated from his unit on a Pacific island. The fighting had been intense, and in the smoke and the crossfire he had lost touch with his comrades. Alone in the jungle, he could hear enemy soldiers coming in his direction.
Scrambling for cover, he found his way up a high ridge to several small caves in the rock. Quickly he crawled inside one of the caves. Although safe for the moment, he realised that once the enemy soldiers looking for him swept up the ridge, they would quickly search all the caves and he would be killed.
As he waited, he prayed, Lord, if it be your will, please protect me. Whatever your will though, I love you and trust you.
After praying, he lay quietly listening to the enemy begin to draw close. He thought, well, I guess the Lord isn't going to help me out of this one.
Then he saw a spider begin to build a web over the front of his cave.
As he watched, listening to the enemy searching for him all the while, the spider layered strand after strand of web across the opening of the cave.
Hah, he thought. What I need is a brick wall and what the Lord has sent me is a spider web. God does have a sense of humour.
As the enemy drew closer he watched from the darkness of his hideout and could see them searching one cave after another. As they came to his, he got ready to make his last stand.
To his amazement, however, after glancing in the direction of his cave, they moved on. Suddenly, he realised that with the spider web over the entrance, his cave looked as if no one had entered for quite a while.
Lord, forgive me, prayed the young man. I had forgotten that in you a spider's web is stronger than a brick wall.
We all face times of great trouble. When we do, it is so easy to forget the victories that God would work in our lives, sometimes in the most surprising ways.
Remember: Whatever is happening in your life, with God, a mere spiders web can become a brick wall of protection.
Borrowed wisdom from email forwarded by Prof. Chandrasekar.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
story with a twist...

On walking into the factory, the MD noticed a young guy leaning against
the wall, doing nothing.
He approached the young man and calmly said to him, How much do you
earn?"
The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal
question, he replied, none the less, "I earn $ 2000.00 a month, Sir.
Why?"
Without answering, the MD took out his wallet and removed $ 6000.00 cash
And gave it to the young man and said, "Around here I pay people for
working, not for standing around looking pretty! Here is 3 months
'salary, now GET OUT and don't come back".
The young man turned around and was quickly out of sight. Noticing a Few
onlookers, the MD said in a very upset manner, "And that applies for
everybody in this company". He approached one of the onlookers and asked
him, "Who's the young man that I just fired?"
To which an amazing reply came , "He was the pizza delivery man,
Sir...!!!"
the wall, doing nothing.
He approached the young man and calmly said to him, How much do you
earn?"
The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal
question, he replied, none the less, "I earn $ 2000.00 a month, Sir.
Why?"
Without answering, the MD took out his wallet and removed $ 6000.00 cash
And gave it to the young man and said, "Around here I pay people for
working, not for standing around looking pretty! Here is 3 months
'salary, now GET OUT and don't come back".
The young man turned around and was quickly out of sight. Noticing a Few
onlookers, the MD said in a very upset manner, "And that applies for
everybody in this company". He approached one of the onlookers and asked
him, "Who's the young man that I just fired?"
To which an amazing reply came , "He was the pizza delivery man,
Sir...!!!"
Moral:- Know your staff well, and in simple, dont act in haste and repent in waste!!!!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
nice story
Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter, 'Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river.'The little girl said, 'No, Dad. You hold my hand.'
'What's the difference?' Asked the puzzled father.
'There's a big difference,' replied the little girl.
'If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go.'
In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.
This message is too short......but carries a lot of inner meaning...
nice short story isnt.... (borrowed wisdom...from a email message!)
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
crossed triple century- Smile

As of this post, crossed 300 blog entries... All smiles.
Could you identify from the above photo- NATURE SMILES!!!
See attentively, the birds... U could see smiling shape!!!
wow, wonderful snap isn't... i received this photo today by email... i dont know the veracity of the photo... i hope this picture is not fake or morphed... Enjoy.... NATURE SMILES.....
Monday, February 25, 2008
good moral story on love...

There was once a lonely girl who longed desperately for love. One day while she was walking in the woods she found two starving song birds. She took them home and put them in a small gilded cage. She nurtured them with love and the birds grew strong. Every morning they greeted her with a marvelous song. The girl felt great love for the birds. She wanted their singing to last forever.
One day the girl left the door to the cage open. The larger and stronger of the two birds flew from the cage. The girl watched anxiously as he circled high above her. She was so frightened that he would fly away and she would never see him again that as he flew close, she grasped at him wildly. She caught him in her fist. She clutched him tightly within her hand. Her heart gladdened at her success in capturing him.
Suddenly she felt the bird go limp. She opened her hand stared in horror at the dead bird. Her desperate clutching love had killed him.
She noticed the other bird teetering on the edge of the cage. She could feel his great need for freedom. His need to soar into the clear, blue sky. She lifted him from the cage and tossed him softly into the air. The bird circled once, twice, three times. The girl watched delighted at the bird's enjoyment. Her heart was no longer concerned with her loss.She wanted the bird to be happy.
Suddenly the bird flew closer and landed softly on her shoulder. It sang the sweetest melody, she had ever heard.
The fastest way to lose love is to hold on too tight, the best way to keep love is to give it -- WINGS!
Great lesson of Love, We are of opinion that possessiveness love may increase, but the truth is that Love cannot be gained by control or possessiveness.. Seems to be a paradox, but it seems it is the reality...
Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
memorable trip
The route passing through uninhabitant landscapes and jungles.,eerie silence
Last week I made a trip to the famous temples in Andhra Pradesh, namely Srisailam and Mahanandhi.The shrine of Lord Mallikarjuna picturesquely situated on top of Nallamalai Hills, Srisailam is reputed to be one of the most ancient kshetras in India. It is on the right side of the River Krishna in Kurnool District of Andhra Pradesh.
The Srisailam temple is excellent, the shiva linga is a jyothirlinga and the size of the linga here is small. The route from Hyderabad to Srisailam is a real treat to nature lovers.
Still wonderful is that the route from Srisailam to Mahanandhi, as it is passing through thick forests. One can see the nature in its abundance, with varied landscape, such as hills, mountains, plains, fertile lands, green agriculture fields, water bodies, lakes, ponds, plain landmass and so on
Overall The trip was pleasant, as there is no much traffic flow and seldom one could find any vehicle coming across. In one place towards a narrow one way lane to Kurnool (110 Kms), from there another lane to Nandyal, where Mahanandi is situated, there we got struct for a while as road repair work was in progress. For kilometers nothing is available, lucky if you have water or eatables. One of the road laying worker, who was old and weak, after sternous work is pleading everyone for drinking water in that jungle, ( he told that he is looking for water but not available anywhere nearby) but nobody gave water to drink, he approached us and eventhough I was little hesitant initially as we have just one plastic bottle of water, but that poor man's plight made us to donate the water bottle to him, he drank it fully, and it made me to think how important and precious water is... One could imagine if our vehicle struck inbetween what is the fate....
The Mahanandhi temple is wonderful... there is water-flow, by way of canal inside the temple, and there is bathing ghat ( theppa kolam) inside the temple. The temple and its surrounding is very pleasant in Mahanandhi and one could feel the rural ambience in abundance.
The strange think what we saw in the Mahanandhi temple is the mosquito menance, we could see mosquito coils near the shrines...Since the temple is located near forest, that could be some different variety of forest mosquitoes....its bit is terrible and makes people to scratch their skins.
The return journey through the Kurnool - Hyderabad Highway... was a pleasant one as there is well laid road, on one side road expansion work under progress - 4 lane road conversion, neverthless the return journey was speedy... Overall it was an unforgettable journey indeeed...
this trip made me to accept - our Country India is truely an Incredible !ndia..
We havent explored it fully, It needs more time and energy to explore, still there are plenty of places in India to see and enjoy, Truely India is incredible, mystic and one could see varied facets of life, culture, habits, people, and places.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
nice one on relationship
A Good Relation does not Depend on How Good Understanding We Have,
but it Depends on How We Avoid Misunderstanding
but it Depends on How We Avoid Misunderstanding
good one

Easy is to get a place is someones address book.
Difficult is to get a place in someones heart.
Easy is to judge the mistakes of others
Difficult is to recognise our own mistakes
Easy is to talk without thinking
Difficult is to refrain the tongue
Easy is to hurt someone who loves us.
Difficult is to heal the wound...
Easy is to forgive others
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to set rules.
Difficult is to follow them...
Easy is to dream every night.
Difficult is to fight for a dream...
Easy is to show victory.
Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity...
Easy is to admire a full moon.
Difficult to see the other side...
Easy is to stumble with a stone.
Difficult is to get up...
Easy to borrow wisdom like this from internet....
Difficult is to follow the same.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
nice memorable movie

Last sunday, seen the latest movie - TAARE ZAMEEN PAR....
It was a fantastic movie, and it tells a very good message... i feels this movie should be watched by all the parents and all the school teachers...
The story line revolves around a young boy, Ishaan Awasthi, an eight-year-old boy whose world is filled with wonders that no one else seems to appreciate; colours, fish, dogs and kites are just not important in the world of adults, who are much more interested in things like homework, marks and neatness.
And Ishaan just cannot seem to get anything right in class.When he gets into far more trouble than his parents can handle, he is packed off to a boarding school to ‘be disciplined’.
Things are no different at his new school, and Ishaan has to contend with the added trauma of separation from his family.
One day a new art teacher bursts onto the scene, Ram Shankar Nikumbh, who infects the students with joy and optimism.
He breaks all the rules of ‘how things are done’ by asking them to think, dream and imagine, and all the children respond with enthusiasm, all except Ishaan. Nikumbh soon realizes that Ishaan is very unhappy, and he sets out to discover why. With time, patience and care, he ultimately helps Ishaan find himself..
The story also highlights the problem of "dyslexia". Parents used to blame children without understanding the root cause of the problem... simply they categorise them as useless, idiot, and poor in studies, mischievous, inattentive and so on.. but a careful analysis reveals that it may be beyond the control of the poor children...
Dyslexia (say: dis-lek-see-uh) is a learning problem some kids have with reading and writing. It can make words look jumbled. This makes it difficult for a kid to read and remember what was read.
The problem does occur in the brain, though. Sometimes the messages the brain is sending get jumbled up or confused. A kid who has dyslexia might get frustrated and find it hard to do schoolwork. But the good news is that dyslexia doesn't need to keep a kid down.
So if children having learning difficulties, dont scold the child,,, better consult experts and correct you child with support and care...
Your child could be one, just like Einstein, Walt Disney, the actor Tom Cruise, and the long list of others who succeeded despite dyslexia.
I could see many parents moved to tears in the last scene... the scene when the boy shows his gratitude to the Master after winning the drawing competition.. the scene was picturised with emotion filled eye to eye contact alone ..
Hats off to the Director...
many more movies should come like this... one of the memorable movie....in recent times....
Thursday, January 24, 2008
moral booster

Today while checking mails, I received this message, which is a real moral booster for me:
Be always cheerful and sprightly.
There will always be ups and downs on the road of life.
Pleasant or unpleasant, take all vicissitudes alike, with fortitude.
In the sky of your heart, dark thick clouds of desire and doubt hide out the brilliance of the Sun of Buddhi (intellect).
They are only clouds; they will pass away.
Develop a strong character; reason will blow the wind which will drive off the clouds.
Meditate on God and pray that they pass away; the Lord will come to your help.
- Divine Discourse of Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba, May 13, 1968
Friday, January 18, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
kite flying experience

I heard about Baroda; famous for kite flying during Makarshankranthi ie in Tamil Pongal festival, but this year I saw it... wow what a fantastic experience... people with all the family members assemble in the terrace., from young to old people involved in kite flying.. it was amazing sight that girls took active part in kite flying and even dare to deal, ie cut others kite... kudos to their spirit.
Prior to two days before Makarshankranthi, all the lanes and by-lanes were filled with ubiquitous shops selling various kinds of kites, threads, manja threads of various grades, googles, finger protection gloves, plasters, cacophony devices such as whisles, long and short, and various other mimcic items.
On January 14th people started flying kites since early morning, and the show did not end till late night. In the evening people brought snacks and eatables in the terrace and shared to the kite flyers... It was delightful to watch, full family participation in event like this., for example the wife is preparing tying the kite, ie in tamil we used to called susthram- ie it is complicated and skill ful art, one has to tie the kite with thread in a fixed ratio proportional to the dimension, still this date, i am ignorant of how to do it.. but ofcourse this year my neighbour hood boy trained me his expertise.
in this junction I wish to mention, my neighbour hood boy, who is studying 8 th standard, and he is highly skilled in kite flying, i think he could make anykind of kite to fly... it involves skills and dexterity in releasing the thread, as well as manipulating it to move up and up, on the side of the wind... I tried many times, but unable to hoist it in top, invariably I sought his assistance to climb the kite up.
In the evening I could see no space left for flying the kite even for few minutes, before that somebody would cut our kites, the sky was filled with different colour, different shapes and size kites, inbetween we could see kites with lamps ie jyothis and gas balloons big and small, filled the air.. wow it was amazing seen, unfortunately I Cound not make snaps this time..
The kite flying continued on January 15th also. Night time people used audio system and enjoyed along with kite flying.. If there was a deal, ie cutting of other's kite the whole group and the family members joins in celebrating the event by a loud shout" wooooo" like that... we used to hear the sound till late night yesterday and gradualy the sound subdued.
For the past two days who city was almost closed, which means the entire people joyfully enjoyed the event...
Today morning i checked the sky, it was absolutely clear, and everywhere I could see the threads and broken kites... in our compound I could collect 6 good kites which are fallen in deal, ie for about 250 sq feet one could get 6 kites means, just imagine how much kites they could have used yesterday...
a wonderful event passed by... just awaiting for the next kite flying event.....
Monday, January 14, 2008
unforgettable day

on this fateful day January 14th, my beloved mother attained the lotus feet- still I feel the vaccum and a sense of emptiness prevails, still unable to believe that she is not alive...
the love and affection of a mother is precious and unfathomable, and cannot be replaced.
Those happy days with my mother can only be remembered. I am yearning for those happy days, but now it is not possible as she is not there, I could only cherish those sweet memories...
Truely my mother is love walking on two legs,
those laughs,
ever willing to sacrifice,
keeping high of myself,
giving freedom at the same time control,
telling nice stories and happenings around,
being content and happy for even small things,
accepting even a small gift with full joy and ethusiasm,
ever willing to help others,
spritual, tireless in household cores,
calmness and supportive,
But the lord was impatient and
Perhaps, hurry and wants to provide her a position in his abode...
This day is unforgettable in my life....for some today is the begining of Pongal festival, ie bogi pongal.. but for me it is not so...
A tribute to my mother...
ofcourse some borrowed wisdom as I am not competent to write peoms like these.
MOTHER...
Mother You filled my days with rainbow lights,
fairytales and sweet dream nights,
A kiss to wipe away my tears,
Gingerbread to ease my fears.
You gave the gift of life to me,
And then in love, you set me free.
I thank you for your tender care,
for deep warm hugs and being there.
I hope that when you think of me,
A part of you, you'll always see.
~Author Unknown~
A MOTHER'S LOVE
A Mother's love is somethingthat no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotionand of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfishand enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgivingwhen all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beautyof the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,it defies all explanation
,And it still remains a secretlike the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracleman cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
courtesy thanks to wonderful peom of ~Helen Steiner Rice~
Friday, January 11, 2008
very true
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
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