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| Do you have some low budget suggestions I mean:
1. A smile than a boque
2. An expression than a gift
))))))))))))with regards
Posted by: Mr. M Kumar N At: 28, Dec 2006 12:49:15 PM IST
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand;
one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
Posted by: Mr. Siri Siri At: 12, Dec 2006 1:35:21 PM IST
The park bench was deserted
as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches
of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life
with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent
on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough
to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath
approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me
with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement,
"Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower,
and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn -
not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower
and go off to play,
I faked a small smile
and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating
he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty
and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it;
here, it's for you."
The weed before me
was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors:
orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it,
or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower,
and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing
the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air
without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed
for the very first time
That weed-toting boy
could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver;
tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking
the very best one.
You're welcome," he smiled,
and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact
he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered
how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman
beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know
of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart,
he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child,
at last I could see
The problem was not with the world;
the problem was me.
And for all of those times
I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
And appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower
up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance
of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life
of an unsuspecting old man.
Posted by: Mr. Siri Siri At: 12, Dec 2006 1:34:10 PM IST
I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh, excuse me Please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
Wasn't even watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said good-bye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My daughter stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked her down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
She walked away, her little heart was broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
But the children you love, you seem to abuse.
Look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers she brought for you.
She picked them herself: pink, yellow and blue.
She stood quietly not to spoil the surprise,
and you never saw the tears in her eyes."
By this time, I felt very small,
and now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by her bed;
"Wake up, little girl, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
She smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Daughter, I'm sorry for the way I acted today;
I shoudn't have yelled at you that way."
She said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."
I said, "Daughter, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
Posted by: Mr. Siri Siri At: 12, Dec 2006 1:31:07 PM IST
excellent! just like the fragrance , we all experience God but do not know how to express Him!
Posted by: Mr. jogarao pilla At: 10, Dec 2006 5:19:13 PM IST
LOVE HIM WHO LOVES ALL
Posted by: Mr. jogarao pilla At: 7, Dec 2006 5:45:58 AM IST
hi
Posted by: లొట్టాస్ At: 6, Dec 2006 7:28:37 AM IST
karmalO 'akarmanu' chooDaDaM aMTE idE.
baagaa cheppaaru.
Posted by: SATYA RAMA PRASAD KALLURI At: 31, Oct 2005 1:26:32 PM IST
I cannot comment on a great leader like Sri rajagopalachari gaaru.
but spritual growth means upliftment of the mind.It does not relate to any work.It enhances the four yogas.
Posted by: Mrs. shaloo At: 26, Oct 2005 11:22:17 PM IST
Character formation is our business. Spiritual growth, procrastination, laziness, these are all parts of our makeup, our character - we should change it.
I find some wrong information in this sentence amrapali gaaru
Spritual growth is entirely different from procrastination.
On the other hand when a man is spritually uplifted means he does more work than others.
Posted by: Mrs. shaloo At: 26, Oct 2005 11:01:35 PM IST
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