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Dear All,

I thought these were good reading. No offense meant against anybody.

Adiyen,

Dasan,

Ramanujam

 

 

>"Sunil Thatta" <sunney75

>sunder_apex, acharyatvsr, vtatta

>RE: nice read

>Thu, 29 Jul 2004 09:15:15 -0400

>

>This is pretty good. Where did yuo get it? Excellent man!

>

>

>>sunder <sunder_apex

>>acharyatvsr, sunney75, vtatta

>>nice read

>>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 13:40:19 -0700 (PDT)

>>

>>

>>

>>The Turtles

>>

>>

>>A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. Turtles,

>>being naturally slow about things, took seven years to

>>prepare for their outing. Finally the turtle family

>>left home looking for a suitable place for their

>>outing. During the second year of their journey they

>>found a place ideal for them at last! For about six

>>months they cleaned up the area, unpacked the picnic

>>basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they

>>discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic

>>without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed.

>>

>>

>>

>>After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was

>>chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was

>>the fastest of the slow moving turtles, the little

>>turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell. He

>>agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat

>>until he returned. The family consented and the little

>>turtle left.

>>

>>

>>

>>Three years passed and the little turtle had not

>>returned. Five years... six years... then on the

>>seventh year of his absence, the oldest turtle could

>>no longer contain his hunger.

>>

>>

>>

>>He announced that he was going to eat and begun to

>>unwrap a sandwich. At that point the little turtle

>>suddenly popped out from behind a tree shouting,

>>

>>

>>

>>"SEE! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to

>>get the salt."

>>

>>

>>

>>[some of us waste our time waiting for people to live

>>up to our expectations. We are so concerned about what

>>others are doing that we don't do anything ourselves.]

>>

>>

>>

>>------xxxxx------

>>

>>The Pretty Lady

>>

>>

>>Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were

>>travelling together. They came to the bank of a river

>>and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade

>>across the river. There was a pretty lady who was

>>stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the

>>river. The big monk offered to carry the pretty lady

>>across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The

>>little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk.

>>"How can big disciple brother carry a lady when we are

>>supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?" thought

>>the little monk. But he kept quiet.

>>

>>

>>

>>The big monk carried the lady across the river and the

>>small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the

>>river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted

>>ways with her. All along the way for several miles,

>>the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the

>>big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations

>>about the big monk in his head. This got him madder

>>and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk

>>had no inclination to explain his situation.

>>

>>

>>

>>Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little

>>monk could not stand it any further, he burst out

>>angrily at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a

>>devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to

>>touch a female, especially when she is very pretty?

>>All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite."

>>

>>

>>

>>The big monk looked surprised and said, "I had put

>>down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago,

>>how come you are still carrying her along?"

>>

>>

>>

>>

>>[This very old Chinese zen story reflects the thinking

>>of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant

>>things in our life, they irritate us and they make us

>>angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt,

>>sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous. But

>>like the little monk, we are not willing to let them

>>go away. We keep on carrying the baggage of the

>>"pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back

>>to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us

>>a lot of agony. Why? Simply because we are not willing

>>to put down or let go of the baggage of the "pretty

>>lady". We should let go of the pretty lady immediately

>>after crossing the river, immediately after the

>>unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove

>>all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt

>>by the unpleasant event after it is over. It is just

>>that simple.]

>>

>>

>>

>>------xxxxx------

>>

>>

>>The Frogs

>>

>>

>>

>>A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a

>>restaurant if he could use a million frog legs. The

>>restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where

>>he could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied,

>>"There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs

>>millions of them. They all croak all night long and

>>they are about to make me crazy!" So the restaurant

>>owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer

>>would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at

>>a time for the next several weeks. The first week, the

>>farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather

>>sheepish, with two scrawny little frogs.

>>

>>

>>

>>The restaurant owner said, "Well... where are all the

>>frogs?" The farmer said, "I was mistaken. There were

>>only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were

>>making a lot of noise!"

>>

>>

>>

>>[Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun

>>of you, remember, it's probably just a couple of noisy

>>frogs. Also remember that problems always seem bigger

>>in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night

>>worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming

>>like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good

>>that when the morning comes, and you take a closer

>>look, you'll wonder what all the fuss was about.]

>>

>>

>>

>>Courage Doesnt always roar. Sometimes it is the feeble

>>voice at the end of the day that says "I will try

>>again tomorrow"

>>

>>

>>Life's not measured by the number of breaths u take

>>,but by the moments that take ur breath away...

>>

>>

>>

>>

>>

>

 

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