Once upon a time ..a small boy named SURESH lived in a tiny village. All his classmates hated him for his stupidity especially his teacher who was always yelling at him "you are driving me crazy SURESH"...
One day his mother went to check out how he is doing at school and the teacher told her honestly that her son is simply a disaster, getting very low marks and never had she seen such a dumb boy in her whole career...
The mother could not accept such a feedback and she took her son out from that school. she even shifted to another city ...
25 years later, that teacher got a cardio disorder and all the doctors have advised her to go for an open heart operation which only one surgeon could perform then..
Left with no other choice she did it and the surgery was successful ...when she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome doctor smiling to her, being under anesthesia effect, she wanted to thank him but could not talk, in turn, he was staring at her face which started turning blue, she was raising her hand trying to tell him some thing but in vain and eventually died...
The doctor was shocked and was trying to understand what just happened, till he turned back and saw our friend SURESH working as a cleaner in that hospital who unplugged the ventilator to connect his vacuum cleaner......
If you were thinking that SURESH became a doctor, its because you have been watching too many Indian movies, serials or have been reading too many motivational foward messages...
SURESH is SURESH.
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The last stages of the war in Ramayana.
Blood flowing like a river. The vanquished Ravana lying on the ground, groanin g in pain, awaiting his death.
Rama calls Lakshmana .
Lakshmana, the ever obedient brother says “Yes brother, what do I have to do”
Dear Lakshmana, I have a very important job for you. For all his faults, Ravana is still a great man, very learned, full of wisdom. A great Siva Bhakta. A benevolent Chakravarty. Singer, musician, expert in Veena, knows al the Vedas by heart. Please go to him, pay your respects and request him to share his learning before he departs from this world.
The ever obedient Lakshmana immediately proceeds to the place where Ravana is lying. He stood near his head. Hearing the footsteps and recognising that Lakshmana is standing near his head, Ravana keeps quiet.
Lakshmana waits a long time and returns frustrated.
Reports to Rama what happened. Rama, the all knowing, smiles.
Lakshmana, when you go to someone for learning, you have to stand at their feet, not sit on their head. Learn to pay proper respect to Ravana so that he can impart his learnings.
Lakshmana goes back and stands near Ravana’s feet. Looking at Lakshmana, Ravana smiles and welcomes him.
Dear brother Lakshmana, welcome. How can I be of service to you asks Ravana.
Lakshmana keeps silent. Ravana understands the purpose for which Lakshmana has come. He requests Lakshmana to come near him so that he can whisper in his ears.👂
Says Ravana, I will teach you the 3 most important things which all must follow in their lives :
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1. Please Don’t get hooked to Whatsapp and waste your precious time.
2. Don’t use Facebook and endanger your privacy
3. While driving, please don’t use your Mobile.
You will succeed in your life.
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The on-duty nurse took the anxious young Army Major to the bedside.
"Your son is here," she said softly, to the old man lying there on the bed.
She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Major standing outside the oxygen tent.
He reached out his hand.
The Major wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse, observing the touching moments, brought a chair so that the Major could sit beside the bed.
"Thank you Ma'am !" a polite acknowledgement followed.
All through the night, the young Major sat there in the poorly lit ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the officer move away and rest awhile.
He graciously refused.
Whenever the nurse came into the ward, he was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Major released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse.
While she did what she had to do, he waited...
Finally, she returned & started to offer words of sympathy, but the Major interrupted her
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"Who was that man ?" he asked.
The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.
"No, he wasn't," the Major replied. "I never saw him before in my life."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him ?"
" I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here "
The nurse listened on, confused.
" When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."
"So then what was the purpose of your visit here, at the hospital, Sir?", the nurse queried of him.
"I came here tonight to find Mr. Vikram Salaria. His son was Killed in J&K last night, and I was sent to inform him."
'But the man whose hand you kept holding whole night was Mr. Vikram Salaria !"
They stood in complete silence. There couldn't be anything more assuring for a dying man than his son's hand.
The next time someone needs you ... just be there & Just stay !!!
WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A
TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE,
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.......
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