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All good…all well

God is omnipresent. All people have God inside them. We hear many similar good godly things. Many religions,beliefs and practices are prevalent in our society. It’s great. Different people following different practices still come together, many times, for cultural or social causes and celebrations. It’s actually nice.

But, it’s awkward when some people pursue others to follow a particular practice. No religion is superior or inferior to any other. I find many good things in each one of them. It’s obvious that if I’m following one of them,then I will tell others about good teachings and stories associated with it,and that is good! We can learn good values and life practices from everyone.

Some people’s mission is just to increase numbers…the number of people following the practice they believe in. Is it ok? It’s ok to tell,just to know about their experiences and learnings. But please let others decide what they want to do in life. Please don’t make it as your mission to increase the number of followers. Even the good teachings of the same practice loses its value when people following it has only one thing in mind,that is, increase the ‘number’!!

Let each practice be respected and please allow people to get good learnings from all the religions and practices. Let this number game be stopped .I’m sure each practice has something valuable we can learn and follow in our life. Let each person take nectar from each flower in the garden so that the sweetest honey be given back to the society 😊.


Live happily… Its easy 

​Sorrow is never Sorrow.. I recently realised it. It is just our inability to notice our blessings. 

It’s our stupidity that we do not realise that we have plenty… As much as needed to be cheerful. Why we need someone else to make us realise that we are blessed enough to remain happy? We go to babas or sadhus for the enlightenment. Or sometimes, it’s the suffering of others that give the lesson of our life! This happened just recently with me. 

She is the best lady, the best mother, the happiest mother, the happiest lady…. I had given these titles to her and may be, many more, always in my heart and my mind. I always thought why I can’t be so jolly type of person like her. She is raising a handsome, confident son. He is also brilliant, has charismatic personality. They both spend a good time together.. Go out for lunch, fun, party etc. She seem to be my ideal for the way life is to be lived.

Today, I got to know that her husband is bed ridden since last 10 years!! He has some problems with nervous system. He can speak but no limb movements could be possible. She told me. I could see tears in her eyes and felt in mine too. But I do not want to make her realise that I am such a weak person. I could not even listen the things which she had been coping since long, that too with smile always. I never thought life would give me such a big lesson like this… 

Count your blessings. 

I always liked this mother – son duo and now I have a deep respect for them. She is my inspiration for how life should be lived. And now, sympathy, crying, misery are out of my dictionary. Live and Live happily… Always, come what may be. Be tougher than your problems. That is my new year resolution!!!