This world is cruel. They always love people who are fresh, have great ideas, new talents, multitasking, jack of all trades. They teach you many things if you really want to learn. This law is for the people who have seen good days and bad days.
Law #2: Being on the top is very easy, but to stay on the top is very hard.
There was a washerman. He had a donkey. He used to wash clothes on the river bank. The donkey used to carry the clothes. Washerman used to put loads of clothes on him and he used to carry them as he was young and was in pink of his health. Time passed by, donkey became old and he was now able to carry less clothes. One day it happened – washerman and donkey were going to river bank. As they were walking, the donkey unknowing slipped and fell in a big pit. Now the washerman started to think that what he should do? Whether he should try to help him or leave him there only. He thought that as he was old and of no use he will bury him like this and get a new one. So, thinking this he started putting mud on the donkey. But donkey got the hint of his idea that something is wrong. What he did that every time the washerman tried to put mud on him he jumped and shook all of the mud and came up. The washerman kept putting mud thinking that he will bury the donkey alive and donkey kept on repeating what he did. After some time, donkey was up again and got out of the pit. The washerman was very much astonished to see this, but before he could think anything, the donkey ran away because he came to know the intention of the washerman.
The same thing happens to you when you are on top. The people will allow you to stay there till you are useful for them and as soon as you are lacking somewhere you will be sacked. So, to be on the top you will have to improvise and adapt because this world follows the funda, “survival for the fittest.”
It had been several days now, but there was no improvement in grandma’s health. Doctor’s tried every option on hand still the prognosis was grave. Grandma was not showing any signs of recovering, just lying still on the bed, not able to respond to any commands, as if just a stone sculpture was kept in the corner of the room with all the ER machines beeping around, nurses trying to attend, it was clear that there was no hope.
Three days past without being able to eat or take liquids, just staring at the walls and thinking when all this will end — doctors now felt the need to contact the family.
The telecaller from the hospital team called up the residence, a full ring — but no one picked up the phone. Answering machine started and the caller left the message. The telecaller informed the hospital staff of not being able to contact the family and hence had left a message.
The physician in-charge got desperate and checked who was the next of kin and tried to contact again but in vain.
Next day morning, a young man in his 30s, Fred, came to the hospital. After inquiring on the help desk, he turned towards the room where grandma was there. He went in slowly so as to not disturb grandma, but as soon as he opened the door and stepped in the nurse sitting by grandma saw that the fingers of grandma move and she blinked, as if she knew who was there in the room.
Fred sat down and asked the nurse about the state of grandma. She said all the things that were in the chart note. Hearing what the nurse said there were tears in the eyes of Fred. The nurse requested Fred that he should talk to grandma and ask her to eat and drink so that she could improve and be out of here.
He talked to her, but she was just staring on his face. He said to her many times and in return she babbled some words that he couldn’t understand. Fred said many times but to no avail. Everything seemed so still and listless. There was complete silence in the room. Fred’s mind had stopped working now — he wanted that grandma should become healthy and come with him but what he was not able to understand that why she was not able to listen him and why he was not able to understand her ? This question was constantly running in his mind.
Just then Aunt Claire arrived to the hospital. Claire lived across the street where grandma and Fred lived. Claire saw that Fred was sitting near grandma; a smile came on Claire’s face, but was halfhearted.
Fred talked to Aunt Claire, he said that he told grandma to eat and drink but she is not listening at all. Nurses are trying to make her eat and drink still she is not responding. “She just keeps of babbling. I just cannot understand her !! What she is trying to say?” Listening to what Fred was saying Aunt broke into tears.
Wiping her tears she said dear Fred, you say that you are not able to understand what she is saying. She is the one who brought you up when your mom and dad died in car accident when you were 1-year-old. At that time you cried, you babbled, but she knew every little gesture of yours, what you want and what makes you happy. Now when she is in a state that she is not able to speak and is babbling you are saying ” I can’t understand what she is speaking !!!”
Fred, my dear, she does not want anything else than love, care, and a will to survive that his grandson is there by her side. Just go and sit besides her, make her sit, give her something to eat and drink, and you will see the change.
Fred following the advice went and did the same. After few days the doctors saw the miracle. Grandma who was not willing to eat, who was just staring at the walls, was now hale and hearty, wanted to go home again and wanted to live.
Will is very strong in a person’s life as are love and care. Love and care gives us the will and strength to fight against all odds in life. No matter how difficult the time is, no matter how dark the night is, the dawn beckons.
It all started with love. Love is a beautiful feeling, a state of mind where we feel relaxed, secured, and absolutely carefree in the company of one we love. Nowadays, there are times when people have failed love, and that is where the counselors have stepped in.
Love in a relation is replaced with depression, anger, fights, tension, and altercations. All this just because they fail to keep up with the spark which all started the relation. People are getting married and in two months getting divorced – the beautiful feeling of love being replaced by anger and pain of broken relationships.
Well keeping up with love isn’t that hard guys. Just imagine a couple when in love they care, they spent time with each other, they share, they feel, they live every moment together whether be it pain or happiness, joy or sorrow. Then what do they do wrong just after the marriage that they can’t keep up with the love they have it in their hearts? – A simple but a typical question who just can’t understand what went wrong.
There are ways to keep up with love. Here are some of them just give it a try if you think that your relationship is going through a tough time or the spark you had before marriage isn’t there now, or something is missing in your relationship.
Never miss out the time with your beloved. As you have spent a lot when you were in love and what after the marriage? Have you done it religiously? If you haven’t, give some time to her, talk to her like you did, and be there for her.
Well small things do matter, appreciation is a small gesture which can make a person know that you care about what she does. It keeps the love alive.
LIVE THE MOMENT
Cherish each and every moment with your beloved, make it special. Whether it is by taking her out for dinner to a restaurant or just cook a nice candle light dinner for her. A little change in routine can make the difference. Treat her like she is special, someone who is just for you.
There are times when we do not choose the situation, but it chooses us. Just remember to not get angry in a relationship, it won’t solve a thing — will just make it even worse. The biggest thing to avoid is anger. Just see beyond it why and what made it happen. What was the discussion that started it all, get to it and resolve. Never take any decisions when you are angry because anger makes your mind unstable and impairs your decision making quality.
TALK IT OUT
Love is all about caring for each other, talking with each other. People tend to talk very less day by day. There are times when the talk becomes routine like “I am going to job honey.”, “I have come back from job”, “how was your day”, “anything new ?” and just weaning day by day. Communication between partners is what makes your love strong and understanding better because by talking only you come to know how a person is thinking, what he cares about, what he likes or what he doesn’t, what are the priorities and what are the plans for future. It is better to talk than keeping mum.
One of the integral part of a relation is respect or honor. It is what you give that comes back. Respect each other and each others decisions, dreams, and opinions. This can cultivate a great bond between the two.
It is not one would expect from anybody who loves. Avoid domination in a relation if you want the love to grow. Domination would just restrict a person in many ways thereby creating a feeling of aversion.
One thing I know that love is a feeling that comes from inside, it is pure, it is pious, it is true, and strong. People in love do care for each other. Lets us try to make this world a better place to live.
Spread the love, as it is infectious.
Spread the love because it pious
Spread the love because it heals
Spread it because it makes you feel
Spread it so no one gets hurt
Spread it because it is so much more
Spread it because it never fails
Spread it because it’s only love and love is all I have to take you heart away.
He is the one with whom I started to learn my life. He is the one who made me who I am. He is the reason why I am here writing this up. Words are very less to describe him. Thinking where to start from – the first time when he picked me up in his arms or when he kissed my forehead and felt the joy that cannot be defined or when he was out there shouting to the world that he had become a proud father.
He is my mentor. I still remember the time he used to teach me, make me study hard, trying to take out the best of me. I still miss the time when he used to play with me and run behind my cycle when I was learning to ride it.
He never stopped for a while to think about himself, always on the go, doing some thing or the other, keeping himself busy with what he could do to make me a better person. Still I can recall the time when he used to go to work on bicycle kilometers and some times take us movie on it. Those days I really cherish.
Walk with him and the picnics which we went, times when we enjoyed together are some of my life’s best moments. The moments which are framed right in the center of my heart glowing with pride, honor, and respect for him.
He has always been there for me whether it was the good times or bad. He has always been like a friend, a colleague, a mentor, a guide, a teacher, and what not when the time required to be.
He made me grow under his shadow protecting and caring me all the time. He was there when I first started walking and fell down; he was there when I first started talking and babbled, and when I first said “dada”. He taught me how to do the things which I could have never done without his help.
It is true that one never realizes until when he has experienced what it is to be a father. It is the time when my 4-year-old son came to me this morning and kissed me and said, “Dad, Happy Father’s Day”, just tears came in the eyes as it flashed to me that I am too a son to a father and a father to a son.
This piece of write-up cannot define the love, respect, honor, faith, trust, believe, warmth, care that I have for my father, as words are very miniscule to define what he is to me. He has stood up for me for the times when no one was there to support. He is my courage, my strength, my hope and faith.
It is never too late to say Happy Father’s Day whether be it or not; for me it is and always will be everyday a Happy Father’s Day everyday.
Be there for him as he has been there for you all your life.
Just the name of it plays sweet, soothing music in the hearts of lovers longing to meet each other; just the smell of water droplets touching the soil and mixing with it gives us the sense of satisfaction that Rain Gods are going to be there to satisfy the earth from the blazing, scorching, sun of the summer.
The word monsoon originates from Arabic word “mausim” meaning the season in which certain winds prevail, which are, named from the places situated in the direction where they come from.
Monsoon and mythology have been quite related in the sense that the great poets in the Indian history have always portrayed lovers in exile in the backdrop of monsoon. One of such is the narration from the great Kalidasa, who has in “Meghadootam” (CloudMessenger) narrated how the monsoon approaches and many love-struck hearts long to be with their beloved.
Mythologically, it goes like this — Long time back nearly at the time of Mahabharata there was a sage named as Ayan. Hetook brahmacharya and went into solitude to complete his tapasya (hermitism) in Himalayas. On the other side, there was a king name Kashiraj, a good ruler. He was blessed with a girl child who he named as Amba, but Kashiraj had always dreamt of having a boy, a prince, to rule his throne after him. So, he decided to bring up this girl child in disguise of boy so that no one should know that the child was a girl. But as the time passed by Amba reached the age of marriage, Kashiraj was in dilemma as how to face the consequence of revealing that Amba was not a boy but was a girl instead. At that point, Kashiraj approached to Yaksha (nature-spirit) and requested him to lend his male gender to the girl child “Amba“. Somehow Yaksha agreed upon and lent his male gender to Amba and in turn Yaksha himself turned into Yakshi “a female gender“.
Yakshi hid herself not able to reveal who she was and kept crying constantly in the clouds. The conversation between Yakshi and her wife was narrated by the great Kalidasa in “Meghadootam” (CloudMessenger).
This Yakshi one day met the sage Ayan who was continuing his tapasaya in the Himalayas and to lighten her heart she told her story to sage Ayan. Ayan was deeply moved by the melancholy and dilemma of Yakshi and he decided to lend his male gender to Yakshi and he did it. Thereby the sage Ayan was turned into Ayani and remained the rest of her life as female and Yakshi again was turned into Yaksha.
CHATAK (Jacobin Cuckoo, Pied Cuckoo, or Pied Crested Cuckoo )
Chatak is a well known bird, also referred as Jacobin Cuckoo, Pied Cuckoo, or Pied Crested Cuckoo. This bird drinks water falling from sky. It does not drink at all from the water bodies on earth. It is a symbol of devotion, love, will, and strength. Great people give example of this bird and say the way it waits for the rains to come and quench its thirst is comparable to a sage doing his tapasya to please Gods. Unmoved by its determination of not drinking the water found on earth makes this bird more significant and a poised soul. With the sight of clouds in the sky it starts singing so as to please the Rain Gods to rain and quench the thirst of the earth as well as hers. In Hindi elders say “Bhakti karo to aisi, jo ho Chatak jaisi” means “show your love to god in such a way in which Chatak does“.
These birds are found in the Himalayas, Sahara in Africa, Myanmar, and some parts of Sri Lanka. They lay eggs in other birds nest and leave them there to hatch.
This bird has significance because it is thought that with the singing of Chatak and persuasion, the Rain Gods become happy and do the rains on the earth.
FOLKLORE – CURSE OF THE BUFFALO
There is a famous folklore associated with Chatak as to its origin, but how much it is true I do not know. It goes like this — Once there was an old woman who had a daughter. They lived in a small village. They used to provide milk to the villagers. Everyday the old woman would take the buffalo for grazing and to drink water from the pond. The daughter on the other hand was very lazy. She did not do a single thing to help her mother. Whole day she would just lay around or play with friends.
One day the old woman was very ill, so she called the daughter and told her to take the buffalo for grazing. She gave the girl some sweets so that she would not feel hungry en route.
Daughter took the buffalo in the jungle where her mother used to take, but instead of grazing she tied the buffalo to a tree and sat in the shade eating sweets. Buffalo was thinking in the mind that when this girl would finish sweets and let me allow to graze and quench my thirst as she was very thirsty, but the girl instead of releasing the buffalo took back home without grazing.
When they reached home back, her mother asked has the buffalo finished with the grazing and drinking water. At that point, the daughter lied to mother saying, “Yes, she ate a lot and drank too.” The buffalo got very much angry and cursed the girl that she in the next birth will become Chatak and feel the same way as the buffalo has felt. The girl wept and begged for mercy. Buffalo was kind and said that you will not be able to drink water from the earth and only you can drink is the water which falls from the sky and hence it was done. Thereafter the Chatak could only drink the water which was from the sky — i.e., rains.
Monsoon is what people wait for whole year, for crops to grow, for new life, for satisfaction, peace, and prosperity. It has its own significance, a whole life cycle revolving around the water. Still the cuckoos are out chirping and singing, clouds have surrounded, thunders are on, will this time they will be able to please the Rain Gods ?