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| very nice story shaloo ji..keep them coming
Posted by: Mr. SiriVennela At: 13, Dec 2005 8:53:40 PM IST
A teacher asked each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of the people she/he hates.
So on the first day of the week every child brought some potatoeswith the name of the people he/she hated. Some had two potatoes, some had threepotatoes, while some up to five potatoes.
The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go for the whole week.
As days passed by, and the children started to> complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those
potatoes they also had to carry bags.
On last day of the week the children were
relieved. The teacher asked: "How did you feel whil> carrying the potatoes with you for the whole week?"
The children let out their frustrations and
started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.
Then the teacher explained: "This is exactly
what happens when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. THE STENCH OF HATRED WILL CONTAMINATE YOUR HEART AND YOU WILL CARRY IT WITH YOU WHENEVER YOU GO
If we cannot tolerate the smell of rotten
potatoes for just one week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in our heart for our lifetime?
FORGIVING OTHERS IS THE BEST ATITTUDE TO TAKE
Try to love others even
if you don't like them."
Posted by: Mrs. shaloo At: 13, Dec 2005 8:51:23 PM IST
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow...he loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by...the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree every day.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me" the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees any more" the boy replied.
"I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I do not have money... but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned and the tree was excited "Come and play with me" the tree said. "I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house." So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" said the man. "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the man returned after many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you ..." the tree said. "No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite" the man replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the man said. "I really cannot give you anything... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years" the man replied. "Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest, Come, come sit down with me and rest." The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...
This is a story of everyone.
The tree is like our parents
When we were young, we loved to play with our Mum and Dad...
When we grow up, we leave them...only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.
No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could just to make you happy.
You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that is how we treat our parents.
We take them for granted we don't appreciate all they do for us, UNTIL it is too late.
Love your Parents
Posted by: Mrs. shaloo At: 10, Dec 2005 7:33:31 PM IST
shirDI saayibaabaa ilaa annaaru
"arishaDvargaalalO asooyanu jayinchaDam chAlA suluvu.daani valana manakE laabhamu lEdu.avatala vaariki E nashTamu lEdu.asooyanTE itarula baagunu sahinchalEkapOvaDamE.avatalavaaDiki manchi jarigitE manakEmi nashTamu?vaaLLu baagupaDitE manakE mElu jariginaTlu bhaaviddaam !lEdA manamoo aa mElunu pondE yatnam chEddaam.vaaDu mana sottEmi laakkunnaaDu?vaaDi karmananusarinchi falitaanni vaaDu pondaaDu."
Posted by: Mr. SiriVennela At: 8, Dec 2005 0:57:31 AM IST
marO kadha
oka guruvugAru okanADu tana SiShyulanu aDigAru
'nAyanalArA! rAtrigaDachi pagalu vachchiMdani ellAcheppagalaru?
ayyA chImaneinA dOmaneinAsarE chUdagaligitE veluturu vachchinaTlE annADO SiShyuDu
kAdu annAru guruvu gAru
pOnI chuTTUvunna prakRutini chUDagaligitEnO annADu saMdEhaMgA marOSiShyuDu
uhu kAdani tala aDDaMgA tippAru guruvugAru
mari mIrE cheppaMDi mAkeitE teliyalEdu ani prAdhEyapaDDAru SiShyulu
eppuDeitE poruguvAnini chUsi, atanu nAsOdaruDu ani bhAvistAvO appuDE chIkaTipOyi veluturu vachchinaTTu. A bhAvanatO chUDanaMtakAlaM nuvvu chIkaTilO vunnaTTE annAru guruvugAru.
Posted by: Mr. VIRABHADRA SASTRI KALANADHABHATTA At: 8, Dec 2005 0:47:30 AM IST
chaalaa baagaa selavichchaaru Saastri gaaru
Posted by: Mr. SiriVennela At: 8, Dec 2005 0:21:38 AM IST
Posted by: Mr. SiriVennela At: 6, Dec 2005 8:11:49 PM IST
chAla suluvu enno salahAlu cheppuTa
AchariMchi telupu nataDe ghanuDu
apuDu tananujUchi anusariMturugAde
SAstrimATa nETi jagatibATa
(sUktimuktAvaLi nuMDi)
okasAri SrIrAmakRuShnaparamahaMsa daggaraku oka talli kumAruni tIsuku vachchi 'svAmI vIDu nAkumAruDu. ekkuvagA svITlu tiMTADu. adi vamTiki maMchidi kAdurA annA vinaDaMlEdu. mIrE elAgeinA vADiki nachchacheppAli' ani prAdhEyapaDiMdi.
svAmi Amenu sariggA padihEnurOjulatarvAta rammannAru. allAgE Ame tanakumArunitO padihEnurOjula taruvAta vachchiMdi.
svAmi A kurrADini chUsi nAyanA svITlu ekkuvagA tinaku. ArOgyaM pADavutuMdi. peigA paLLu kUDA pADavutAyi. annAru.
A talli nirghAMtapOyi 'EmiTi svAmI! I mukka appuDE cheppavachchugadA!' aMdi.
'ammA! mI abbAyi lAga nAkU svITlamTE eMtO iShTaM. nEnukUDA ekkuvagAnE tiMTUvuMTAnu. I padihEnurOjulU svITlu muTTukOkuMDA nigrahaMtO vunnA. ika tinAlanE ichChakUDAlEdu. ippuDu nEnu svITlu tinanu kanuka nirbhayaMgA mIabbAyini tinavaddani cheppE tAhatu nAku vachchimdi. salahA cheppEmuMdu tAnu AchariMchi chUpistE vinEvALLu kUDA pATistAru' annAru SrI rAmakRuShNa paramahaMsa
Posted by: Mr. VIRABHADRA SASTRI KALANADHABHATTA At: 8, Dec 2005 0:17:03 AM IST
okasAri akbar bIrbal niaDigADuTa 'mUrkhulatO vAdiMchaDaM ellAgA' ani.
dAniki bIrbal samAdhAnam cheppakuMDA guDlappagistU nilabaDipOyADu. akbar marOsAri aDigADu. uhU! bIrbal lO chalanaM lEdu
visugetti akbar 'bIrbal ninnE aDigEdi mUrkhulatO vAdiMchAlaMTE Em cheyyAli' ani gaTTigA aDigAru.
appuDu bIrbal 'ippuDu nEnu chEsiMdEnamDi' annADu
'amTE?' annADu akbar
'adEnamDI mATlADakuMDA vUrukOvaDamaMta vuttamameina mArgaM marOTi lEdu' annADu bIrbal
Posted by: Mr. VIRABHADRA SASTRI KALANADHABHATTA At: 7, Dec 2005 11:52:42 PM IST
thanks
Posted by: Mrs. shaloo At: 7, Dec 2005 12:32:28 PM IST
good one Mrs Shaloo nice inspirational stuff
Posted by: Mr. bhashyakara sastry cherla At: 7, Dec 2005 12:29:13 PM IST
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