Recently I happened to witness a strange event in our indoor badminton court where I enjoy playing daily after a hectic daily schedule as a doctor, with fellow-players from different age-groups.
One evening, as the game was on, one player abruptly stopped and started staring at a particular spot. In that corner of the court we found two little creatures about the size of a little finger, writhing. Their eyes were unopened, their pink skin fresh: we could see the internal organs. We wondered where they had come from. Then we saw a squirrel on the rooftop, desperately calling and searching for its little ones.
So the baby squirrels had fallen accidentally from their hideout on the roof, surviving a 30-foot fall. It was heart-rending to see the squirrel calling out to its lost ones, and the equally desperate baby squirrels responding in their own feeble language.
Suddenly, the mother spotted them and promptly started climbing down. Soon it was fussing over them. It was a moving sight to see the mother squirrel comforting, reassuring and tending to them.
The squirrel then picked up one of the infants in her teeth and hopped to the nearest exit. We felt relieved and relaxed, and a sense of mudita (sympathetic joy, which is a sublime state of mind according to the Buddha) came over us.
The game suspended, we waited in silence expecting the return of the squirrel to pick up the second baby, which had by then fallen silent, tired after repeated distress calls.
After half an hour or so, just as we were losing hope and wondering what to do with the orphaned squirrel, the mother squirrel started her descent from the roof again.
In no time, it picked up the second infant and disappeared to safety. The intelligence, the courage and the maternal instinct of the mother-squirrel left us in stunned disbelief.
While humans as a race may claim superiority on this planet earth, the courageous act of devotion of the mother squirrel made us to believe it was no less inferior to humans.
After all, Mother Nature treats all its creations on equal terms.
Courtesy: ‘The Hindu’ Daily Newspaper
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An eye-opening perspective from the inside of the industry. Definitely worth the read.
Dedicated to all the porn actresses who caught HIV, died from drug overdose and committed suicide.
Sex-packed porn films featuring freshly-dyed blondes whose evocative eyes say “I want you” is quite possibly one of the greatest deceptions of all time. Trust me, I know. I did it all the time and I did it for the lust of power and the love of money. I never liked sex. I never wanted sex, and in fact I was more apt to spend time with Jack Daniels than some of the studs I was paid to “fake it” with. That’s right, none of us freshly-dyed blondes like doing porn. In fact, we hate it. We hate being touched by strangers who care nothing about us. We hate being degraded with their foul smells and sweaty bodies. Some women hate it so much they can be heard vomiting in the bathroom between scenes. Others can be found outside smoking an endless chain of Marlboro lights…
But the porn industry wants YOU to think we porn actresses love sex. They want you to think we enjoy being degraded by all kinds of repulsive acts. The truth, porn actresses have showed up on the set not knowing about certain requirements and were told by porn producers to do it or leave without being paid. Work or never work again. Yes, we made the choice. Some of us needed the money. But we were manipulated and coerced and even threatened. Some of us caught HIV as a result of that coercion. I personally caught Herpes, a non-curable sexually transmitted disease. Another porn actress went home after a long night of numbing her pain and put a pistol to her head and pulled the trigger. Now she’s dead.
It’s safe to say most women who turn to porn acting as a money-making enterprise, probably didn’t grow up in healthy childhoods either. Indeed, many actresses admit they’ve experienced sexual abuse, physical abuse, verbal abuse and neglect by parents. Some were raped by relatives and molested by neighbors. When we were little girls we wanted to play with dollies and be mommies, not have big scary men get on top of us. So we were taught at a young age that sex made us valuable. The same horrible violations we experienced then, we relive as we perform our tricks in front of the camera. And we hate every minute of it. We’re traumatized little girls living on anti-depressants, drugs and alcohol acting out our pain in front of you who continue to abuse us.
As we continue to traumatize ourselves by making more adult films, we use more and more drugs and alcohol. We live in constant fear of catching AIDS and sexually transmitted diseases. Every time there’s an HIV scare we race to the nearest clinic for an emergency checkup. Pornographers insist on giving viewers the fantasy sex they demand all the while sacrificing the very ones who make it happen. In other words, no condoms allowed. Herpes, gonorrhea, syphilis, chlamydia, and other diseases are the normal anxieties we walk around with daily. We get tested monthly but we know testing isn’t prevention. Besides worrying about catching diseases from porn sex, there are other harmful activities we engage in that are also very dangerous. Some of us have had physical tearing and damage to internal body parts.
When porn actresses call it a day and head home we attempt to have normal healthy relationships, but some of our boyfriends get jealous and physically abuse us. So instead we marry our porn directors, while others prefer lesbian relationships. It’s a real memory making moment when our daughter accidentally walks out and sees mommy kissing another girl. My daughter will vouch for that one.
On our days off we walk around like zombies with a beer in one hand and a shot of whiskey in the other. We aren’t up to cleaning so we live in filth most of the time, or we hire a sweet foreign lady to come in and clean up our mess. Porn actresses aren’t the best cooks either. Ordering in is normal for us and most of the time we throw up after we eat because we’re bulimic.
For porn actresses who have children, we are the world’s worst mothers. We yell and scream and hit our kids for no reason. Most of the time we are intoxicated or high, and our four year olds are the ones picking us up off the floor. When clients come over for sex, we lock our children in their rooms and tell them to be quiet. I used to give my daughter a beeper and tell her to wait at the park until I was finished.
The truth is there is no fantasy in porn. It’s all a lie. A closer look into the scenes of a porn star’s life will show you a movie that the porn industry doesn’t want you to see. The real truth is we porn actresses want to end the shame and trauma of our lives but we can’t do it alone. We need you men to fight for our freedom and give us back our honor. We need you to hold us in your strong arms while we sob tears over our deep wounds and begin to heal. We want you throw out our movies and help piece together the shattered fragments of our lives. We need you to pray for us so God will hear and repair our ruined lives.
So don’t believe the lie anymore. Porn is nothing more than fake sex and lies on videotape. Trust me, I know.
Super Inspiring Video!! :)
Recently I read this interesting stats that 20% of the world’s rich consume 80% of the world’s resources! The rest of the world (80% of the total population) consume the remaining 20%….Today as I sat in church and the choir sang this song, I was just contemplating on the relevance of this song…. So much the need of the hour in today’s world of consumerism,selfishness,depression & greed…
“Whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, that you do unto me.
When I was hungry, you gave me to eat;
When I was thirsty, you gave me to drink.
Now enter into the home of My Father.
Whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, that you do unto me.
When I was homeless, you opened your door;
When I was naked, you gave me your coat.
Now enter into the home of My Father.
Whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, that you do unto me.
When I was weary, you helped me find rest.
When I was anxious, you calmed all my fears.
Now enter into the home of My Father.
Whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers, that you do unto me.”
“No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”
I sat with my friend in a well-known coffee shop in a neighboring town of Venice, Italy, the city of lights and water.
As we enjoyed our coffee, a man entered and sat at an empty table beside us. He called the waiter and placed his order saying, “Two cups of coffee, one of them there on the wall.”
We heard this order with rather interest and observed that he was served with one cup of coffee but he paid for two.
When he left, the waiter put a piece of paper on the wall saying “A Cup of Coffee”.
While we were still there, two other men entered and ordered three cups of coffee, two on the table and one on the wall. They had two cups of coffee but paid for three and left. This time also, the waiter did the same; he put a piece of paper on the wall saying, “A Cup of Coffee”.
It was something unique and perplexing for us. We finished our coffee, paid the bill and left.
After a few days, we had a chance to go to this coffee shop again. While we were enjoying our coffee, a man poorly dressed entered. As he seated himself, he looked at the wall and said, “One cup of coffee from the wall.”
The waiter served coffee to this man with the customary respect and dignity. The man had his coffee and left without paying.
We were amazed to watch all this, as the waiter took off a piece of paper from the wall and threw it in the trash bin.
Now it was no surprise for us – the matter was very clear. The great respect for the needy shown by the inhabitants of this town made our eyes well up in tears.
Ponder upon the need of what this man wanted. He enters the coffee shop without having to lower his self-esteem… he has no need to ask for a free cup of coffee… without asking or knowing about the one who is giving this cup of coffee to him… he only looked at the wall, placed an order for himself, enjoyed his coffee and left.
A truly beautiful thought. Probably the most beautiful wall you may ever see anywhere!
* Silence is more than just a lack of words.
* A camel does not tease another camel about his humps..
* The trees with most leaves will not necessarily produce juicy fruit.
* There is no better mirror than the face of an old friend.
* Because we focused on the snake, we missed the scorpion.
* Yesterday’s drunkenness will not quench today’s thirst.
* If you put a rope around your neck, many people will be glad to drag you by it.
* For the benefit of the flowers, we water the thorns, too.
* They couldn’t beat the donkey so they beat the saddle.
* In the house of a blacksmith the ornaments are made of wood.
The ruling party of India, The ‘Indian National Congress'(INC) has abused the system..They’ve played vote bank politics and even divided a state for personal gain…Little did they know it would backfire…They are literally left with nothing and have a huge population waiting to drive them out of power!…They have been involved in far too many scams…. I don’t have an idea why Rahul Gandhi is portrayed as a PM candidate when there are far more experienced and able members in the Congress…The country is literally waiting in desperation for a change after 10 years of Congress Rule… They have exploited the votes of minorities with their ‘secular’ credentials yet their promises have been half-hearted…There has not been much improvement in the living standards of Muslims and Christians alike in India…
How can a party such as the ‘Bharatiya Janata Party'(BJP) which openly has Ram Mandir on it’s election manifesto ever be a truly national party?? I cannot understand.. And the party claims to be against corruption and vote bank politics…Yet brings back Mr. Yeddyurappa in the State of Karnataka because of his lingayat vote bank(even though he is highly corrupt)….The PM candidate(as capable as he is) openly says of being a proud RSS worker.. The same RSS which Nathuram Godse belonged to..Nathuram Godse for your information is the assassin of the revered Mahatma Gandhi… They say they are protectors of the Hindu Rashtra, protectors of the culture of our nation..Yet women in Mangalore were slapped and kicked for drinking in pubs when the party was in power… This mind you in a nation where there are women deities who are worshipped…
Then there is Aam Aadmi Party(AAP)…They started off with a noble cause but they still have’nt proved themselves as political leaders who can persevere and bring about change…Speaking lofty words yet not staying in power for more than 40 days in Delhi…Doing dharnas in the middle of the city & making things inconvenient for the people who voted for them…Calling themselves anarchists… ….Can a party as unorganised as AAP stand a chance in front of giants like BJP and Congress…Should’nt they have proved their strength by ruling Delhi for 5 years and then gone on to the national stage??
In the face of all these circumstances who do I actually vote for??
On one side as a religious minority I feel threatened for my basic safety and also for the peace and harmony of this nation…On the other side…You want all these scams to end and a more progressive India which is clean and non-corrupt…
As a responsible citizen.. Who wants development along with peace, prosperity and right governance…Who would you vote for??..
This election to me is the ‘ Test of India’s Soul ‘ where the foundation of our nation will be shaken….Every individual must test his heart, his beliefs and his character before laying his vote… It will be a spiritual battle between Intellect & The Heart… Anger & Patience…Emptiness & Hope…
Do let me know what you feel…
Thanks for reading with patience :)
In forests, individual trees support one another. By interlocking their roots with other trees around them, they are able to stand as a grove against any wind…
This is a big contrast from us humans…Divided by religion,race & ideologies… Forget interlocking of hands, we wont dare to look the other person in the eye…
Sometimes I wonder if nature is God’s way of teaching various lessons to us humans… Sadly even nature is abused for personal-gains :(
And there are many superficial programmes run by various governments and NGOs which claim to be protectors of nature..I somehow feel that they are mainly publicity stunts more than anything else…. There is no depth in any of the programs… These programs are still in the ‘spreading awareness’ stage and not in ‘action’ stage…Even after 10-15 years since inception??…All we see is a snap in the newspaper or a video on TV…..C’mon, you gotta be kidding me!!…
What do we do? Where are we heading? Is anybody feeling what I feel right now?
Will it reach a stage that by the time we start appreciating nature , the world would be beyond repair….
Posting the second video of Nick Vujicic in a span of 2 mins!… Inspired and touched by this amazing person… When each of us worry about jobs… and relationships..and families… And when we are in this mad rush of this world..It’s good to take a time-out and wonder…
Are we are grateful for all that we are blessed with??
Reason out with your inmost self…Reason out with ur soul….
A woman and a man get into a car accident. Both of their cars are totally damaged, but amazingly neither of them is hurt. After they crawl out of the wreckage, the woman says, “Wow, look at our cars, there’s nothing left! Thank God, we are all right. This must be a sign from Him that we should be friends and not try to pin the blame on each other.” The man replied, “Oh yes, I agree with you completely.”
The woman points to a bottle on the ground and says, “And here’s another miracle. Somehow this bottle of Scotch from my back seat didn’t break. Surely God wants us to drink this Scotch and celebrate our good fortune.” Then she hands the bottle to the man. The man nods his head in agreement, opens it, and chugs about a third of the bottle to calm his nerves. He then hands it back to the woman. The woman takes the bottle, immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man.
The man asks, “Aren’t you having any?”
The woman replies, “No. I think I’ll just wait for the police…”
The gullible are easily taken for a ride, and there will be no one else to be blamed.
Years ago there was a group of brilliant young men at the University of Wisconsin, who seemed to have amazing creative literary talent. They were would-be poets, novelists and essayists. These men were merciless with one another. They dissected the minutest literary expression into a hundred pieces. They were heartless, tough, even mean in their criticism, and this exclusive club called themselves the ‘Stranglers’.
Not to be outdone, the women of literary talent in the university were determined to start a club of their own, one comparable to the Stranglers. They called themselves the ‘Wranglers’. They, too, read their works to one another. But there was one great difference. The criticism was much softer, more positive, more encouraging. Sometimes, there was almost no criticism at all.
Twenty years later an alumnus of the university was doing an exhaustive study of his classmates’ careers when he noticed a vast difference in the literary accomplishments of the Stranglers as opposed to the Wranglers. Of all the bright young men in the Stranglers, not one had made a significant literary accomplishment of any kind. From the Wranglers had come six or more successful writers, some of national renown such as Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, who wrote The Yearling.
What made the difference? The Stranglers strangled, while the Wranglers were determined to give each other a lift. The Stranglers promoted an atmosphere of contention and self-doubt. The Wranglers highlighted the best, not the worst.
Are you a wrangler or a strangler?? ..Needs reflection…
Life is like a poker game. There is a poker table, which reminds us about the fact that we are people that live on planet earth and we have a common environment where we live our life. But each player sees his life from his spot, from his area and his environment.
Each player receives two cards at the beginning. Based on these cards and on their intuition they start to bet and hope they will win or they quit the game. When we arrive in this world we get a set of talents and abilities which we will use to make it and win this game of life.
There is also the guy that is dealing, also called Dealer, having the ‘D’ letter as a mark. The role of the dealer is to watch what the players are doing and to give cards to the players when they want, but on certain conditions. In life, God is the Dealer and He gives us what we want but he asks us for something in exchange.
The player that has the best cards and the highest card wins. But in certain circumstances those that have the weakest cards may also win. In life, it’s not so important what abilities and talents you are born with, because you can work on your talents and abilities and make a “winning hand”.
All you have to do is to have trust in yourself and have trust in ‘The Dealer’. Don’t wait for the perfect day to bet. There are a lot of people who started with the worst cards in the game of life and still they won the game.
— Radu Grigore
If you want something bad enough then go out and fight for it.
Work day and night for it.
Give up your time, your peace and lose sleep for it.
If all that you dream and scheme is about it
and life seems useless and worthless without it
and if you gladly sweat for it,fret for it,plan for it
and lose all your terror of the opposition for it.
And if you simply go after that thing that you want
with all of your capacity,strength and sagacity,
faith, hope, confidence and stirred toward tenacity.
If neither cold, poverty, famish or gull,
sickness, pain, body or brain
can’t keep you away from the thing that you want.
If darkness and grim you besiege and beset it
And by God you will get it.
“An immortal soul, corrupted by vice and purified by virtue, of whom the body is only an instrument”
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It’s hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can’t take anymore
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I’ll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You’re not alone
Sometimes we’re so afraid of life , we stop living! You gotta trust someone along the way. You gotta open up…You gotta crash & burn…. And then you’ll rise back up like a falcon…Out of the ashes…. Ready to soar into the skies…Once again!…
I am only one,
But still I am one,
I cannot do everything,
But still I can do something;
and because I cannot do everything,
I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.
-Edward Everett Hale
God : Hello. Did you call me?
Me : Called you? No. Who is this?
God : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.
Me : Don’t know. But I can’t find free time. Life has become hectic. It’s rush hour all the time.
God : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.
Me : I understand. But I still can’t figure it out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.
God : I just want you to know that I am trying in more ways than one to reach out to you and start a new relationship with you.
Me : Tell me, why has life become complicated now?
God : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.
Me : Why are we then constantly unhappy?
God : You worry because you are analyzing your every move. Worrying has become your habit. That’s why you are not happy.
Me : But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?
God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.
Me : But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty.
God : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.
Me : If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?
God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don’t suffer. With that experience, their life become better not bitter.
Me : You mean to say such experience is useful?
God : Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.
Me : But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can’t we be free from problems?
God : Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.
Me : Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don’t know where we are heading.
God : If you look outside, you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.
Me : Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?
God : Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you.Life is about having a great journey. Don’t worry about the destination. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.
Me : In tough times, how do you stay motivated?
God : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.
Me : What surprises you about people?
God : When they suffer they ask, “why me?” When they prosper, they never ask “Why me”. Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.
Me : Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I can’t get the answer.
God : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.
Me : How can I get the best out of life?
God : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.
Me : One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.
God : There are no unanswered prayers. At times, the answer is NO.
Me : Thank you for this wonderful chat.
God : Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear.Life is not a problem to be solved but a mystery to be gradually understood.
Today I would like to focus on the word “Enough” and it’s meaning and relevance in 2012. What does this word mean to you? I want you to be true to yourself when you ask yourself that question. Can you say that you have ‘enough’ in life? . I can personally answer saying ‘No, I don’t think I have enough! Nothing close to enough’. :)
To me ‘Enough’ relates to the words contentment, satisfaction and completeness. It means feeling whole and knowing that you have everything in control. It means to have a nice little cushion for yourself in all aspects of life. It means to get into a comfortable situation in life.Even I do want to have a comfortable life for my family and myself. Nothing wrong in wanting that. :)
For those of you who don’t know me personally, I would say that I’m the sort of person who likes to share my inner thoughts and feelings if I feel a certain comfort level with a friend.So one day I was talking to a close pal of mine and was telling him about my plans when I find a job for myself. I told him that I want to give some of my money to the poor and needy to make a difference to someone in need.I don’t mean to come across as a self-righteous person or anything. Just sharing the truth cause I feel the urge to share my experiences with you.In reply he told me that I was too early in my career and that I should first save up for myself and family.That I must first make a good foundation for myself and then think of giving.
This thought that my friend shared with me, I’m sure, is the same thought that is there in a lot of our minds. All of us want to do good. We want to make a difference in society. We do want to do good deeds. That’s the way we humans are designed. Why do we see a beggar by the road or a crippled person and feel bad about that person’s plight? It’s cause all of us in our deeper beings want to reach out to them.But we also see our situations and our needs and we realise so many things pending to be done in our lives. We want to get to a comfortable position before we can actually do acts of charity. The fear of not having anything tomorrow if we give today is on our minds. What if there is another recession and we lose our jobs? What if someone falls sick, will I have money for their treatment? So many questions stop us from taking the first step to give.
Maybe you’ve got everything covered for yourself and your dear ones, you’ve found a good job,you’ve got into a good Grad school or you’ve got a brand new Mercedez for yourself.Maybe things are really going fine at your end. You have a fat paycheck. Can you say that you have enough? Never! All I can say is that we will never reach an end to our needs. We will never find a solution to our fears of the future. We all know that. There will never come a time when we can truly say that we’re comfortable.If we are in the illusion that we will one day, have enough, I’m afraid we might never reach that day.
I did heed my friend’s words on saving up and making a foundation for myself. I understand the need to save. I do that by reducing my expenses. Do I need another pair of shoes when I already have 2 pairs ? Do I need the latest 2 GHz,quad-core phone when I already have a 1 Ghz phone? Do I need to travel by bike when I can cycle to office? These are the ways I can save up. But the joy I find in giving money to a beggar, knowing that I’ve just fed a hungry person is something I can’t explain. I feel good to know I’m making a small itsy-bitsy difference to this world by helping someone in need.I don’t judge the beggar saying that he’s a lazy person not wanting to work. I don’t know what his past is, that made him reach this hopeless state. I choose to help him out as he is in need. Period.
I remember a famous quote which goes like this,
‘You can never be rich without knowing how to give.’
I want you to try this out today. Help someone who’s in need by the road. Buy him a burger or a packet of biscuits if you don’t want to give him money, in fear that he/she’ll go drinking. But just try helping someone in need. I assure you that you will be on the road to saying ‘I have Enough’ one fine day. :)
Clear Stream Of Reason :)