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Practice, Practice....Practice


*Practice....*

Once, Lord Indra got upset with farmers, he announced there will be no rain for 12 years and you won't be able to produce crops.

Farmers begged for clemency from Lord Indra, who then said, rain will be possible only if Lord Shiva plays his Damru. But secretly requested Lord Shiva not to agree to these farmers and when farmers reached Lord Shiva, he repeated the same thing that he repeated the same thing that he will play Damru after 12 years.

Disappointed farmers decided to wait till 12 years.

But one farmer regularly was digging, treating and putting manure in the soil and sowing the seeds even with no crop emerging.

Other farmers were making fun of the farmer. After 3 years, all farmers asked that farmer why are you wasting your time and energy when you know that rains will not come before 12 years.

He replied, "I know that crop won't come out but I'm doing it as a matter of "practice". After 12 years, I will forget the process of growing crops and working in the field so I must keep it doing so that I'm fit to produce the crop the moment there is rain after 12 years."

Hearing his argument Goddess Parvati praised his version before Lord Shiva and said "You may also forget playing the Damru after 12 years!"

The innocent Lord Shiva in his anxiety just tried to play the Damru, to check if he could...and hearing the sound of Damru immediately there was rain and the farmer who was regularly working in the field got his crop emerged immediately while others were disappointed.

It is the practice when keeps on making you perfect.

We become even diseased or old just because we don't practice.

Practice is the essence of quality survival.

So, let this pandemic situation lift after 2 weeks, 2 months or 2 years. Whatever trade or profession we are in, keep sharpening our skills, practice with what we have, upgrade our knowledge.

Don't wait for the rain, that is this pandemic to be lifted and then start something...focus on our skills today, upskill yourself so that you are ready to meet the challenges.
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What is LIFE?


If someone asks you, "What is life?" What will you answer. Millions of people living on this planet have their own definition of life. For some, it is a dream, for some life is to be happy always, foe some life is a struggle. But in today's time, we are not living our lives the way we want, we try to live upto the expectations and timelines of others instead of living to ourselves. A very famous dialogue of the hindi movie 3 idiots, "life is a race, agar tez nahi bhagoge to baaki log tumhe dhakka dekar aage nikal jaenge". But, do you really think life is all about race, why should we live our lives to win the race. Life is a beautiful journey, we travel through the mountains and valleys, we should travel through ups and downs of our life.

We get afraid if we take the wrong turn then we will not be able to come back, but its not true. It doesn’t matter how far we have gone on the wrong road we can still take the U-turn. Life is all about both success and failure. Time does not remains same always. We will be able to live a satisfied and happy life only when we understand the true meaning of failure.
The notion of perfectionist lies only in books. No one is perfectly perfect and no one is perfectly imperfect. Each individual have some qualities, some imperfections, their own likes and their own dislikes. Its not bad to listen to others, we should always be a good listener, but we should not live our life the way others want. If we are not happy, we will never be able to make the world around us happy.

We should be smart enough to holding on, but be brave enough to let go the things. Life is not about finding yourself, but life is about creating yourself. So create yourself in such a way that no one can take your happiness away from you.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us -- Buddha

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W For Winter Wonderland



All around, there are strange and mysterious sounds,
It seems that only the strong blowing winds are around.
As the cold winter winds blows,
The night chills out and is covered with snow.
The stars are freezing in the sky so high,
Sometimes it seems they are even far from my sigh.
As the snow blows against the house,
I had myself in my warm blanket as if I am a small mouse.

Still I love winter wonderland,
I sit down at my window with a cup of hot chai in between my hands.
I love to see all the things covered with snow,
It makes my mind and heart to blow.
I like to see a white carpet on the ground,
Where the deer tracks are abound.
Watching the full moon rise above the horizon,

I like to feel the stillness of the snow sand,

All I love is this WINTER WONDERLAND.

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A_Candle

How puny are we humans in comparison to this big old universe.  When sized up against it, we won't even count as tiny beings. And if the science community is any good with its predictions and calculations, we won't be here for a long time. At least not till we make a genuine effort to do so!

 

Our lives are minute in the timeline of this universe, yet our ambitions and actions belittle it with the sheer amount we generate. Every individual has their own ambitions and the actions they take to make the reality better for themselves. Multiply it with the number of living beings alive at the moment and you will come across an uncountable number. In other words, it's the way of life, we humans like to live and endure what comes our way.

 

But in reality, the way of life we follow is not that big at all. Even though our collective thoughts are a sheer amount, our lives are the exact opposite of that. We take birth, grow, learn, adapt and then finally die. Our life is nothing but a stick of candle. Our flames are passed to us, by our previous generation, who teach us the way of life and a billion other things that were a part of their lives. They shape the very core of what we understand as values and personality, with which we tackle the problems of this world. The molten wax of our predecessors is what used to mould the candle we call our own. When we finally become of age to think and stand for ourselves, we become the very being, our predecessors were. The only difference being, the amount of experience held by our flame and wax we are made of. This process keeps on repeating on an infinitude level and this is what we call "Passing Of (Humanity) Torch". The time allocated to us is the length of the candle and after which, it is our time to finally pass the torch to our next generation. This process as a whole keeps repeating and the number of candles alight at a particular time, is no less than a wonder itself.

 

The network of the candles formed with this continuous flame shines brightly and in a never-ending manner. It dispels darkness around us, to enlighten the path we are all taking. This light is what keeps the corner of the universe we reside in, particularly bright. This network of candles is the only thing keeping us away from the loneliness and lifelessness of this humongous universe. With each candle varying in various ways from the one beside it, it makes for an interesting journey, albeit a short one. Getting to know various people, their perspective, their way of life, their inherent values they carry and finally, their ambitions and desires. This variety is what makes each one unique in a different manner. And the more people we get to know in our limited time span, the more we feel content at the end of our journey. I really hope humanity keeps going like this and spreads its flame in this lonely universe, brightening it….just for the sake of it.




Simple Black Burning Candle Tattoo Stencil By Damian
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BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN SPARKLES




Allow thyself 
be broken

let those cracks to
accede the beautiful lights
flow inside you

imbibe,  
that glorious arora 
Feel that
calm 
yet
enlivening breeze

glisten like stars
because 
now 
the splintered YOU
shows off 
those broken scars 
as your 
LIFE FLASH LIGHT


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My Quarantine Routine

When i think about my yesterday now, my minds calculates the things i did - very fast, not because i am intelligent enough๐Ÿ˜œ but they are very less in numbers. My whole day almost went on the bed and thanks to my f*cked up routine during pandemic, i have completely forgotten about the morning.

It been four months now when i last wore my jeans, when i last went out to have fun with my friends, when i last met from my Gf. Thanks to the IT sector i still have job thats why i can spend my whole day easily otherwise i do not know what would i do within these four months.

Mainly i woke up at 11:00 AM , maybe 12:00 PM, then i spent my next two hours roaming in home around here and there and have some tea, use the washroom. In starting of my 4 months, i was fully active and motivated that i would use these holidays and do something productive out of it, and then what happened i am still at the same stage here,where i was before.Then eat my lunch and watch some web series and then i sit for my office work till midnight. then again i watch some web series and play call of duty sometimes and went to Sleep. thats how my day completed itself.
Eat 
Work
Game
Sleep
Repeat
 So basically in 24hrs, for 21hrs i sit and sleep on the same bed. This bed becomes part of my life now and takes the place of my GF, my friends, and my office.

But after all this if i take a look closer to it, then i think i am living the life which i think i will never get. I am living with my parents day and night from last four months, usually we spent our days in schools colleges, then office. We dont get much time to spend with them,.

Secondly who knows we are all part of history now, maybe in future children read about this time , about us , about this pandemic, about this corona virus, about this world's biggest lockdown in their books, who knows some of you are creating something so that your names will also appear in their books.

Do not lose Hope, this time surely go away and leave us a memory to remember.
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เค†เค–िเคฐ เคฆोเคทी เค•ौเคจ??



เคนเคคाเคถा เค•ी เคญी เค•्เคฏा เคธीเคฎा เคนोเค—ी,
เคจिเคฐाเคถा เคญी เค•िเคคเคจी เค—เคนเคฐी เคนोเค—ी।
เคฎाเคฏूเคธी เค•ा เคฌाँเคง เคธเคฎेเคŸे เค…เคชเคจे เค…ंเคฆเคฐ,
เคตเคน เฅ›िंเคฆเค—ी เคญी เค•िเคคเคจा เคฒเฅœी เคนोเค—ी।
เคฆोเคท เค‰เคธเค•ा เคจเคนीं เคœो เค–ेเคฒ เคจा เคชाเคฏा,
เคฆुเคนเคฐे เคฎुเค–ोเคŸों เค•ो เคेเคฒ เคจा เคชाเคฏा।
เคฆोเคทी เคคो เคตเคน เคธเคฎूเคน เคนै เคœो เค˜เคฎंเคก เคฎें เคกूเคฌा เคนै,
เค…เคชเคจी เค…เคธंเคตेเคฆเคจเคถीเคฒเคคा เคฎें เค‰เคธเค•ी เคšुเคช्เคชी เค•ो เคœो เคธเคฎเค เคจा เคชाเคฏा।



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