Who will be together forever.....

One day, during an evening class for adults, the psychology Teacher entered the class and told students, “Let’s all play a game!” “ What Game?”
The Teacher asked one of the students to volunteer.

A lady, Aliza came forward.

The Teacher asked her to write 30 names of most important people in her life on blackboard.

Aliza wrote names of her family members, relatives, friends, her colleagues and her neighbors.

The Teacher told her to erase 3 names that Aliza considered most unimportant.
Aliza erased names of her colleagues.
The Teacher again told her to delete 5 more names. Aliza erased her neighbor's names.

This went on until there were just four names left on the blackboard. These were names of her mother, father, husband and the only son...

The entire class became silent  realizing that this wasn’t a game anymore for Aliza alone.

Now, The Teacher told her to delete two more names.

It was a very difficult choice for Aliza.
She unwillingly deleted her parents names.

“Please delete one more” said the Teacher.

Aliza became very nervous and with trembling hands and tears in eyes she deleted her son’s name. Aliza cried  painfully...

The Teacher told Aliza to take her seat.
After a while Teacher asked "why your husband?? The parents are the ones that nurtured you, and the son is the one you gave birth to ??? And you can always find another husband !!!"

Total silence in the class.
Everyone was curious to know her response.

Aliza calmly and slowly said, “One day my parents will pass away before me.
My son may also leave me when he grows old, for his studies or business or whatever reason. The only one who will truly share his entire life with me, is my Husband”.

All the students stood up and applauded for her for sharing this truth of life.

This is true. So always value your life partner, it's not only for husbands but wives as well.
God has united these two souls and it's on you now to nurture this relationship above all.

बाकी है.....

आहिस्ता  चल  जिंदगी,अभी
कई  कर्ज  चुकाना  बाकी  है
कुछ  दर्द  मिटाना   बाकी  है
कुछ   फर्ज निभाना  बाकी है
                   रफ़्तार  में तेरे  चलने से
                   कुछ रूठ गए कुछ छूट गए
                   रूठों को मनाना बाकी है
                   रोतों को हँसाना बाकी है
कुछ रिश्ते बनकर ,टूट गए
कुछ जुड़ते -जुड़ते छूट गए
उन टूटे -छूटे रिश्तों के
जख्मों को मिटाना बाकी है
                    कुछ हसरतें अभी  अधूरी हैं
                    कुछ काम भी और जरूरी हैं
                    जीवन की  उलझी पहेली को
                    पूरा  सुलझाना  बाकी     है
जब साँसों को थम जाना है
फिर क्या खोना ,क्या पाना है
पर मन के जिद्दी बच्चे को
यह   बात   बताना  बाकी  है
                     आहिस्ता चल जिंदगी ,अभी
                     कई कर्ज चुकाना बाकी    है
                     कुछ दर्द मिटाना   बाकी   है  
                     कुछ  फर्ज निभाना बाकी है !

मेरी माँ, प्यारी माँ।

मेरी माँ, प्यारी माँ.....
.
तुमने जन्म दिया मुझे, मुझे जीना सिखाया है;
ममता के आँचल में तेरे, प्यार ही प्यार समाया है;
जीवन की इस कड़ी धूप में, माँ तू प्यार का ठंडा साया है;
दुनिया के हर दर्द सह कर भी,
हर दर्द से मुझे उबारा है।
माँ, मेरी प्यारी माँ,
.
उंगली मेरी थाम कर तुमने,
मुझे चलना सिखाया है;
जब-जब लड़खड़ा कर गिरा मैं,
तुमने मुझे सम्भाला है;
प्यार से फूँक कर मेरी चोट पर,
गोद में ले, मरहम लगाया है;
आँसू तब मेरे पोंछ कर तुमने,
मेरी पीठ को प्यार से थपथपाया है।
माँ, मेरी प्यारी माँ,
.
अल्हड़ सी उस मेरी उम्र में,
पापा की हर डाँट से मुझे बचाया है;
शैतानियां मेरी माफ़ करके,
मुझे सीने से लगाया है;
नींद मुझे जब नहीं आती थी,
लोरी गाकर मुझे सुलाया है;
पापा की डाँट से गुस्सा हुआ तो,
प्यार अपना देकर मुझे रिझाया है।
माँ, मेरी प्यारी माँ,
.
जब ज़रूरत थी मुझे दोस्त की,
तुमने हाथ बढ़ाया है;
हर बुरी नज़र, हर बुरी संगत से,
हमेशा मुझे बचाया है;
संस्कार तुमने सारे देकर मुझे,
लोगों में गुणवान बनाया है;
हर बात ध्यान से सुनी मेरी,
हर मुसीबत से मुझे निकाला है।
माँ, मेरी प्यारी माँ,
.
समुन्दर के इन तूफानों में,
लहरों से लड़ना सिखाया है;
जब भी डरा जीवन की मुश्किलों से,
माँ, तुमने ढाढस बंधाया है;
हिम्मत मुझको देकर तुमने,
माँ का हर फ़र्ज़ निभाया है;
"माँ देवी का दूसरा रूप है,
तुम्हारे चरणों में स्वर्ग समाया है।"
माँ, मेरी प्यारी माँ।
Happy Mother's Day.

Duck or an Eagle

Very good morning.

Ducks Quack, Eagles Soar

I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for me.

He handed me a laminated card and said: 'I'm Wasu, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk I'd like you to read my mission statement.'

Taken aback, I read the card. It said: Wasu's Mission Statement:
To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.

This blew me away. Especially when I noticed that the inside of the cab matched the outside. Spotlessly clean!

As he slid behind the wheel, Wasu said, 'Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf.'

I said jokingly, 'No, I'd prefer a soft drink.'

Wasu smiled and said, 'No problem. I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, lassi, water and orange juice.'

Almost stuttering, I said, 'I'll take a Lassi.'

Handing me my drink, Wasu said, 'If you'd like something to read, I have The Hindu, Times  of India, ET and India Today.'

As they were pulling away, Wasu handed me another laminated card, 'These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you'd like to listen to the radio.'

And as if that weren't enough, Wasu told me that he had the air conditioning on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for him.

Then he advised me of the best route to my destination for that time of day. He also let me know that he'd be happy to chat and tell me about some of the sights or, if I preferred, to leave me with my own thoughts.

'Tell me, Wasu,' I was amazed and asked him, 'have you always served customers like this?'

Wasu smiled into the rear view mirror. 'No, not always. In fact, it's only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I  spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard about power of choice one day.'

'Power of choice is that you can be a duck or an eagle.'

'If you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you'll rarely disappoint yourself. Stop complaining!'

'Don't be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd.'

'That hit me right,' said Wasu.

'It is about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle. I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were
unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more.'

'I take it that has paid off for you,' I said.

'It sure has,' Wasu replied. 'My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year I'll probably quadruple it. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on it.'

Wasu made a different choice. He decided to stop quacking like ducks and start soaring like eagles.

Have an eagle week...