Cup... Coffee.. Ultimate fundamental about life!!

A group of alumni of a reputed college, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for each of you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.".

So, don't let only the Cups drive you... Enjoy the Coffee!

Life After Death!!

Miserable dream.. Dreaming is a great thing in which you will be a key player [ If not… at least some interesting things will be there to watch/enjoy :) ]. But what about dreaming about “life after death”? It will be interesting, isn’t it? Here is such kind of dream or story [ Its up to you :) ].

Soul of mine and two of my friends had to come out of our bodies. We are flying together in some direction to reach some destination. Flying over wild, mountains and some kind of marvelous places are pleasant, and a quite enjoyable moment.

Reached some place where crowds of soul are waiting in queue. It is like queue in front of ration shop. It reminds me that we are still in boundaries of india. Somebody might have setup division, country wise.

Oh god.. I forgot to intimate my family about 10 lakhs of insured money that they can claim in case of my death!! I suppose to go and tell like, mom and dad don’t worry about your useless son and you have something really useful 10 lakhs of insured amount.

I can see my body surround by my family and relatives. Hey I am really looking cute now; it’s just like sleeping with smiley face. But I am not able to convey about that big money.

Back to queue. I receive a letter with a picture from my mom through one of known soul. I don’t know how it can be carried. But yes I am reading with full of tear. No words to express my feeling and how I am missing my mom and family. Message in letter is "I should come back and be with my mom". Yes I suppose to be there, since my family love me lots and needs lots of my support. But I couldn’t. I don’t know that who is the bloody separated soul from my body.

Hey here… Wow.. Wonderful!! In some distance, I can see the indoor stadium kind of place, and there are crowds of souls. Some kind of judgments is going on, after some time crew of souls gone up in flash. I think, that is yematharmaa playing with souls. I don’t care about my turn.

I can see some information about my previous birth on screen. I don’t know that they might be computerized due to maintain heavy population. Hey I was a doctor in my previous birth. I don’t think it carries wrong data :).

Words of mom's letter is running around my mind. I am more worrying about that how can I carry present birth’s information to next birth. So that I can find out my mom, hug her and say "Hi mom this is your son, back again!!"

I am thinking, how to stole information from yemen’s data warehouse and forward them to my gmail id. Oh god. I don’t know, how can I carry this username and password of gmail with me to my next birth?!

Oh man.. Alarm from my mobile.. My friend kicks my ass and say, hey how many time will you rest your alarm? Come on dude its 8.30 AM. Oh yeah I have to rush to office. Around 11.00 AM, I got a call from one of my friend whose soul was traveling with me. Something interesting, isn’t it? Hope, I will have continuation of this dream.

Stop Worrying And Start Living...

We are spending most of our precious time on thinking about future and grain about the vast past.What is the use of thinking about those two eternities. Just keep one thing in your mind that "Today is the first day of the rest of my life..".

I want you to think of your life as an hourglass.There are thousands of grains of sand in the top of hourglass.They all pass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle.Nothing you or I could do would make more than one grain pass through the narrow neck without impairing the hourglass. we all are like this hourglass.

When we start in the morning, there are hundreds of tasks which we feel that we must accomplish that day,But If we do not take them one at a time and let them pass through the day slowly and evenly, as do grains of sand passing through the narrow neck of hourglass, then we are bound to wreck our own physical and mental structure.

You and I are standing this very second at the meeting-place of two eternities: the vast past that has endured for ever, and the future that is plunging on to the last syllable of recorded time. We can't possibly live in either of those eternities-no, not even for one split second. But, by trying to do so, we can wreck both our bodies and our minds. So let's be content to live the only time we can possibly
live. Stop Worrying And Start Living... :)