Back from Lunch ... Pl. read this & take a break

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Dear Friends... i am sending the following story to all...its very beautiful &

helps us to relate

to our lives. so many of us write in this forum with hopes to remedy our small

fears & faults.

 

this mail is specially for dear Didi ( whose words & philosphy of life are

etched in my mind )

and to Dear Manoshi, since she is another kind soul.. it reminded me of these

two people, when i read it

so i am sharing this with all of you

 

Tanvir ji & Neera ji.. my apologies for the non-astro post...but please read it,

its very good.

 

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A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole

which he carried across his neck. One of the

pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a

full portion of water.

 

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked Pot

arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with The

bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.

 

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect For which

it was made.

 

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and Miserable that

it was able to accomplish only half of

what it had been made to do.

 

After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the Water

bearer one day by the stream.

 

"I am ashamed of myself, and because this crack in my side causes water to leak

out all the way back to your house."

 

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your

side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always

known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and

every day while we walk back, you've watered them.

 

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to Decorate the

table.

 

Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace

the house"

 

 

Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots.

 

But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives

 

Together so very interesting and rewarding.  You've just got to take each person

for what they are, and look for the good in them.

 

 

Blessings to all my crackpot friends & family!

[Guest guest]

Very nice, dear Manjunath!! Beautifully put, we are all like that

cracked pot. Hopefully we are like those flowers growing by the

wayside too, that use imperfections to grow!

 

Our scriptures tell us to be like the lotus - born in dirt, but

reaching towards the stars... floating in water, but never wet....

surrounded by evil but always pure.

 

Your Didi :-)

 

, "Manjunath, T \(MED\)"

<T.Manjunath@g...> wrote:

>

> Dear Friends... i am sending the following story to all...its very

beautiful & helps us to relate

> to our lives. so many of us write in this forum with hopes to

remedy our small fears & faults.

>

> this mail is specially for dear Didi ( whose words & philosphy of

life are etched in my mind )

> and to Dear Manoshi, since she is another kind soul.. it reminded

me of these two people, when i read it

> so i am sharing this with all of you

>

> Tanvir ji & Neera ji.. my apologies for the non-astro post...but

please read it, its very good.

>

> *************************

>

> A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends

of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the

> pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and

always delivered a full portion of water.

>

> At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the

cracked Pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went

on daily, with The bearer delivering only one and a half pots full

of water to his house.

>

> Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,

perfect For which it was made.

>

> But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and

Miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of

> what it had been made to do.

>

> After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it

spoke to the Water bearer one day by the stream.

>

> "I am ashamed of myself, and because this crack in my side causes

water to leak out all the way back to your house."

>

> The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were

flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's

side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I

planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while

we walk back, you've watered them.

>

> For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to

Decorate the table.

>

> Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this

beauty to grace the house"

>

>

> Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked

pots.

>

> But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives

>

> Together so very interesting and rewarding.  You've just got to

take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.

>

>

> Blessings to all my crackpot friends & family!