The Story Of Holi Festival!!!


The Story of Holi Festival!!!

 

There was a mighty demon king named Hirnakashyipu who had won all the three worlds of heaven, earth and hell and had thus, become very proud.

 

He assumed that he could defeat even Lord Vishnu with his valor.

 

He went to the extent that he had enforced a law that everybody would worship him instead of gods and deities.

 

However, his little son Prahlad refused to accept his commands and continued to worship Lord Vishnu with complete devotion.

 

Infuriated by this defiance of his son, he ordered his soldiers to throw him down a hill.

 

Praying fervently and having full faith in Lord Vishnu, Prahlad did not retract from his word.

 

True to his faith, Lord Vishnu rescued him at the last moment.

 

Flustered by this news, Hirnakashyipu invoked the help of his sister Holika, who had a boon that she could walk through the fire unharmed to do away with his son.

 

The wicked aunt agreed to the evil desires of his brother and entered the fire with her nephew Prahlad.

 

However, the brother and sister had forgotten that Holika could only enter the fire alone or she would perish.

 

Thus, blessed by Lord Vishnu, the child Prahlad remained unharmed but Holika got burnt and died instantly.

 

Holi is thus celebrated to commemorate the death of the evil aunt, after whom the festival is named, and the new life granted to Prahlad for his devotion and faith.

 

To this day, cow dung is hurled into the fire and obscenities are shouted at the Holi fire at some places to insult Holika.

 

Cheers,

 

SRK

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Struggle!!!


Survival of the fittest!!!

Deepali wasn’t rich like a millionaire or poor in a manner of being homeless. She was living an average comfortable life. It was made even better when a beautiful baby girl came her way.

She and her husband made sure their daughter had her needs met and they were still able to take a yearly vacation by the beach.

Deepali was a partner in her husband’s business. They both had a different set of duties which kept everything in balance.

One day a devastating blow came to her husband’s business, and over a three year period the business dropped out of site.

Her husband had to totally reinvent himself and was yearning to fulfill a dream with a new vocation.

She was happy for him and supported him fully, but still the money was not coming in.

Deepali began to feel guilty that she wasn’t contributing with any kind of income. It had been a long time since she had worked outside the home and had to work for someone else.

Needless to say she was scared but still had faith that everything would be okay.

She began job hunting and found filling out applications somewhat difficult, especially the part asking for job references.

Keep in mind that she was self-employed with her husband for almost 20 years. It felt as though that didn’t count for anything as she was never called for an interview.

At the time she was job hunting her mom became more ill than she had been and ended up in the hospital for a week.

Once Deepali’s mom returned home she became her mom’s helper one day a week. She did the shopping, changed sheets, vacuumed and did other things that her mother was not able to do anymore.

Of course her mom would pay her for her time and labor but she still felt she needed to find another source of income.

One of the first applications she had filled out finally came through. She passed the interview with flying colors and was told she was “exactly” what they were looking for.

Although it was only part time it was exactly what she wanted. It was important for her to be home when her daughter arrived home from school.

She was told they would be in touch when the schedule was ready. Knowing she had the job made her feel contented and productive again.

Within a few weeks though, she received an e-mail saying that the company had changed the job into a full time position and she was not qualified.

Deepali was devastated. She felt betrayed and felt she had been lied to.

That evening she was alone as her husband and daughter had gone out for the night. She welcomed the aloneness and wanted to drown her sorrows in a hot tub of bubbles.

As she knew she would, she began to cry, softly at first just from the sheer pain of being rejected. Three long years of struggle had finally caught up with her.

Then she became angry; angry at everything from the circumstances that got her there, to God himself.

She cried harder and yelled, “What do you want me to do?” She really felt that God had abandoned her.

When she was able to cry no more, she became exhausted and gave up. It was at that moment that a silent idea came to her to offer other elderly people home care assistance.

Using another talent for computers she printed off some flyers and cards and distributed them to her church, grocery stores and even placed a small ad in the newspaper.

Within a week she had procured two new clients.

Now, even though she’s not a CEO of a major company or a power player she feels happy and productive again. So, had God really abandoned her?

Let’s look at nature for the lessons and the answer.

Before a butterfly can emerge out of it’s chrysalis it has to go through a lot of struggling. Yes, struggling. Each time it lunges out to escape, acids are being removed from its wings.

If someone were to come along and break the chrysalis open for it then the butterfly would die from those acids. In essence the struggle is necessary for the butterfly to survive.

Then in the stillness, when the struggle is over, the butterfly can come out and share its beauty with the world.

We as humans are not any different. There are times that we need to struggle, to rid ourselves of the acids that make up sadness, fear, and anger.

It is only at this time when we are exhausted and still that we begin to hear the Universe whisper to us.  

Try to face the challenges in life and then try to break it with full confidence, and then you can reach greater heights in your life…

All the very best for your bright future….

Urs,

SRK

 

Don’t be Selfish!!!


Don’t Burn Yourself in the Flames of Selfishness!!!

A couple, whom we shall call John and Mary, had a nice home and two lovely children, a boy and a girl. John had a good job and had just been asked to go on a business trip to another city and would be gone for several days.

It was decided that Mary needed an outing and would go along too. They hired a reliable woman to care for the children and made the trip, returning home a little earlier than they had planned. As they drove into their home town feeling glad to be back, they noticed smoke, and they went off their usual route to see what it was.

They found a home in flames. Mary said, “Oh well it isn’t our fire, let’s go home.” But John drove closer and exclaimed, “That home belongs to Fred Jones who works at the plant. He wouldn’t be off work yet, maybe there is something we could do.”

 ”It has nothing to do with us.” Said protested Mary. “You have your good clothes on lets not get any closer.” But John drove up and stopped and they were both horror stricken to see the whole house in flames. A woman on the lawn was in hysterics screaming, “

The children! Get the children!” John grabbed her by the shoulder saying, “Get a hold of yourself and tell us where the children are!”

“In the basement,” sobbed the woman, “down the hall and to the left.”

In spite of Mary’s protests John grabbed the water hose and soaked his clothes, put his wet handkerchief on his head and bolted for the basement which was full of smoke and scorching hot. He found the door and grabbed two children, holding one under each arm like the football player he was.

As he left he could hear some more whimpering. He delivered the two badly frightened and nearly suffocated children into waiting arms and filled his lungs with fresh air and started back asking how many more children were down there.

They told him two more and Mary grabbed his arm and screamed,

“John! Don’t go back! It’s suicide! That house will cave in any second!”

But he shook her off and went back by feeling his way down the smoke filled hallway and into the room.

It seemed an eternity before he found both children and started back. They were all three coughing and he stooped low to get what available air he could.

As he stumbled up the endless steps the thought went through his mind that there was something strangely familiar about the little bodies clinging to him, and at last when they came out into the sunlight and fresh air, he found that he had just rescued his own children.

The baby-sitter had left them at this home while she did some shopping.

Urs,

SRK

Be Patient !!!


BE PATIENT!!!

 

A man came out of his home to admire his new truck.

 

To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck.

 

The man ran to his son, knocked him away, and hammered the little boy’s hands into pulp as punishment.

 

When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.

 

Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate fingers from boy’s both hands.

 

When the boy woke up from the surgery and saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, “Daddy, I’m sorry about your truck.”

 

Then he asked, “But when are my fingers going to grow back?”

 

The father went home and committed suicide.

 

Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or you wish to take revenge.

 

Think first before you lose your patience with someone u love.

 

Trucks can be repaired.

 

Broken bones and hurt feelings often can’t.

 

Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance.

 

We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.

 

People make mistakes.

 

We are allowed to make mistakes.

 

But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.

 

Pause and ponder.

 

Think before you act.

 

Be patient.

 

Forgive and forget.

 

Love one and all.

 

Cheers,

 

SRK

Dont Overstress Urself!!!


PUT THE GLASS DOWN!

 

A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it.

 

He held it up for all to see and asked the students, “How much do you think this glass weighs?”

 

‘50 gms!’…. ‘100 gms!’…… ‘125 gms’ …… the students answered.

 

“I really don’t know unless I weigh it,” said the professor, “but, my question is: What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?”

 

“Nothing” the students said.

 

“Ok! What would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?” the professor asked.

 

“Your arm would begin to ache,” said one of the students.

 

“You’re right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?”

 

“Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress and paralysis and have to go to hospital for sure!” ventured another student; and all the students laughed.

 

“Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?” asked the professor.

 

“No” the students said.

 

“Then what caused the arm ache and the muscle stress?” The students were puzzled.

 

“Put the glass down!” said one of the students.

 

“Exactly!” said the professor.

 

“Life’s problems are something like this. Hold it for a few minutes in your head and they seem okay. Think of them for a long time and they begin to ache. Hold it even longer and they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything.”

 

“It’s important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to have trust in God and to ‘put them down’ at the end of every day before you go to sleep.

 

That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh and strong and can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!”

 

So, as it becomes time for you to leave office today, Remember friend to “PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY” and have tranquility by putting trust in Almighty.

 

By worrying so much, do not turn your life to hell. Good luck.

 

Urs,

 

SRK

AN AGED STUDENT!!!


AN AGED STUDENT

 

Sikaki was a skilled artist an artisan.

 

With great expertise and interest, he made such a nice and beautiful inkpot that it could be presented to the king.

 

He expected that, appreciating his artistic skill, the king would encourage him as far as possible. So, with countless hopes and thousand of desires, he presented that inkpot to the king.

 

In the beginning the king was very impressed by his artistic skill but afterwards an unpleasant event occurred that caused an extraordinary change in Sikaki’ s life and way of thinking.

 

When the king was observing the skilled artistry of the beautiful inkpot and Sikaki was lost in the world of thoughts, the people informed that a scholar-literary person or jury is about to enter the court.

 

As soon as the scholar entered, the king got so much absorbed in welcoming and talking to him that he forgot Sikaki and his skilled artistry.

 

This incident caused an adverse and deep effect on the heart of Sikaki.

 

He realized that now he would not receive the encouragement he had expected and all his desires and hopes are useless now.

 

But Sikaki’s high spirited mind did not allow him to be in peace, so he started thinking as to what he should do.

 

He decided to do what the others have done and go on the same way that the others have gone (uphill now).

 

Therefore, he decided to search for his lost hopes in the world of knowledge, literature and books.

 

Although for a wise man that has passed the days of his young age, it was not easy to study with young children and to start right from the preliminary stage.

 

But he did not have a choice. After all whenever the fish is taken out of water, it is fresh.

 

Worse than that, in the beginning he did not find any sort of interest in himself regarding reading and writing.

 

Perhaps spending a long time in artistic works and handicraft was the reason for stagnancy in his scientific and literary talent.

 

But neither his advanced age nor lack of capability, none of these could change his decision.

 

With great enthusiasm and zeal for attaining knowledge, he strictly got busy with his studies, until another incident occurred:

 

The teacher who was teaching him Shafi’e jurisprudence (fiqh Shafi’e), taught him this lesson:

 

“The teacher believes that the skin of a dog becomes clean (tahir) after tanning.”

 

Sikaki repeated this sentence a lot of times so that at the time of examination he should be able to succeed.

 

But when he was asked to answer this question, he said: “The dog believes that the skin of a teacher becomes clean after tanning.”

 

The audience upon hearing this answer started laughing.

 

It was clear for everybody that this old man is absolutely incapable of reading and writing.

 

After this incident Sikaki not only left the school, but he left the town and went towards the Jungle.

 

By chance, he reached the foot of a mountain, where he saw that the water is falling drop by drop from the top and due to the continuous falling of water, a hole had been formed in that hard stone.

 

He reflected for sometime, a good idea crossed his mind like lightning.

 

And he said:

 

“Maybe my heart is not ready to accept (knowledge) but it is not harder than this stone. It is impossible that continuous studying and hard work would be ineffective.”

 

Therefore, he came back and with hard work, he got busy in the attainment of knowledge.

 

As a result he was reckoned as one of the popular scholars of his time.

 

You never be too old to learn something new.

 

Cheers,

 

SRK

Money Makes Many!!!


THE CLUB 99

 

Some time ago, there lived a King. This King should have been contented with his life, given all the riches and luxuries he had.

 

However, this was not the case! The King always found himself wondering why he just never seemed content with his life.

 

Sure, he had the attention of everyone wherever he went, attended fancy dinners and parties, but somehow, he still felt something was lacking and he couldn’t put his finger on it.

 

One day, the King had woken up earlier than usual to stroll around his palace.

 

He entered his huge living room and came to a stop when he heard someone happily singing away… following this singing… he saw that one of the servants was singing and had a very contented look on his face.

 

This fascinated the King and he summoned this man to his chambers.

 

The man entered the King’s chambers as ordered. The King asked why he was so happy.

 

To this the man replied:

 

“Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but I make enough of a living to keep my wife and children happy. We don’t need too much, a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummy. My wife and children are my inspiration; they are content with whatever little I bring home. I am happy because my family is happy.”

 

Hearing this, the King dismissed the servant and summoned his Personal Assistant to his chambers.

 

The King related his personal anguish about his feelings and then related the story of the servant to his Personal Assistant, hoping that somehow, he will be able to come up with some reasoning that here was a King who could have anything he wished for at a snap of his fingers and yet was not contented, whereas, his servant, having so little was extremely contented.

 

The Personal Assistant listened attentively and came to a conclusion.

 

He said, “Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of The 99 Club.”

 

“The 99 Club? And what exactly is that?” the King inquired.

 

To which the Assistant replied, “Your Majesty, to truly know what The 99 Club is, you will have to do the following… place 99 Gold coins in a bag and leave it at this servant’s doorstep, you will then understand what The 99 Club is.”

 

That very same evening, the King arranged for 99 Gold coins to be placed in a bag at the servant’s doorstep.

 

Although he was slightly hesitant and he thought he should have put 100 Gold coins into the bag, but since his assistant had advised him to put 99 that is what he did.

 

The servant was just stepping out of his house when he saw a bag at his doorstep.

 

Wondering about its contents, he took it into his house and opened the bag.

 

When he opened the bag, he let out a great big shout of joy…Gold Coins… so many of them. He could hardly believe it.

 

 He called his wife to show her the coins.

 

He then took the bag to a table and emptied it out and began to count the coins.

 

Doing so, he realized that there were 99 coins and he thought it was an odd number so he counted again, and again and again only to come to the same conclusion… 99 Gold Coins.

 

He began to wonder, what could have happened to that last one coin?

 

For no one would leave 99 coins.

 

He began to search his entire house, looked around his backyard for hours, not wanting to lose out on that one coin.

 

Finally, exhausted, he decided that he was going to have to work harder than ever to make up for that one Gold coin to make his entire collection an even 100 Gold Coins.

 

He got up the next morning, in an extremely horrible mood, shouting at the children and his wife for his delay, not realizing that he had spent most of the night conjuring ways of working hard so that he had enough money to buy himself that gold coin.

 

He went to work as usual – but not in his usual best mood, singing happily – as he grumpily did his daily errands.

 

Seeing the man’s attitude change so drastically, the King was puzzled.

 

He promptly summoned his assistant to his chambers.

 

The King related his thoughts about the servant and once again, his assistant listened.

 

The King could not believe that the servant who until yesterday had been singing away and was happy and content with his life had taken a sudden change of attitude, even though he should have been happier after receiving the gold coins.

 

To this the assistant replied “Ah! But your Majesty, the servant has now officially joined The 99 Club.”

 

He explained: “The 99 Club is just a name given to those people who have everything but yet are never contented, therefore they are always working hard and striving for that extra one to round it out to 100!

 

We have so much to be thankful for and we can live with very little in our lives, but the minute we are given something bigger and better, we want even more!

 

We are not the same happy contented person we used to be, we want more and more and by wanting more and more we don’t realize the price we pay for it.

 

We lose our sleep, our happiness; we hurt the people around us just as a price to pay for our growing needs and desires.

 

That is what joining The 99 Club is all about.”

 

Hearing this King decided that from that day onwards, he was going to start appreciating all the little things in life.

 

Moral of the Story:

 

Striving for more is always good, but let’s not strive so hard and for so much that we loses all those near and dear to our hearts, we shouldn’t compromise our happiness for moments of luxuries!