You're the jelly to my burger,
the knife to my soup,
the glitter to my sushi,
the Ketchup to my ice cream.

My point is, you're pointless

Thought for the day 8/07/12

"One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon-instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today." 



Dale Carnegie

Thought for the Day 24/5/2012

Fall seven times, stand up eight.

Electricity and Circuits

                              An electricity flows on a loop

A loop is a single closed path for electricity.

You can make any shape through a loop, it can either a rectangle, triangle, circle etc. but still it is a loop. And if you complete the loop process, you can see the electricity flowing.    

The first main needed for an electricity to flow is the "Battery".

A battery is a source of electrical energy. For this reason, we use the battery to make the electricity to flow. The battery also needs a load such as, motor buzzer bulb etc.

 

We know that the battery has two terminals. One is the positive terminal and other is the negative terminal. We ca find positive terminal by the plus sign and the negative terminal by the side which is flattened. 

Now we have the battery and a load.  And, how can we pass electricity from one another? We need something like a loop. Its quiet simple. We need alligator clips to pass electricity. The alligator clip is also same as a loop.

Now we can understand how electricity flows through a loop.

Save Trees

There were trees on our planet much before the animals or we appeared. They formed huge forests which covered the land and filled the atmosphere with life-giving oxygen. And yet, we human beings are thoughtlessly cutting down trees.

Each person in India is responsible for the cutting of 7 trees per year from the year he is born. The poor do it for building houses and carts, and for burning as fuel. The rich for houses, furniture, paper etc. If you multiply your age by 7 and simply plant that many number of trees, you will have replaced what you have used. The best way to do this is to take the seed of every fruit you eat and put it in a pot. When it becomes a sapling, plant it in the ground and look after it. Fruit trees, pipal and neem trees save the lives of thousands of creatures which depend on them for food, shelter and fresh air. Trees act as dust collectors. Average dust collection ranges from 1.44 to 5.35 grams per sq. metre of leaf surface. Trees give us Oxygen to breathe. A pipal with a crown spread (the area covered by the top of the tree) of 162 sq. metres releases 1712 kg of oxygen and absorbs 2,252 kg of carbon dioxide per hour. A 500-metre wide green area can reduce sulphur dioxide by 70% and nitrous oxide by 67% Trees also.... Provide us shade Cool the air as moisture evaporates from their leaves Reduce noise pollution Prevent erosion Protect the water table Keep the environment clean Provide shelter to birds and animals Offer a range of medicines for treatment of diseases Finally, make the world a beautiful place to live in Monsoons are the right time to plant trees. Go ahead and plant as many as you can. "Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago."- Warren Buffett "The best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago. The second best time is now." - Chinese Proverb

Exam Preparation Tips

1. Think how you feel if you get full marks in exam while you are writing exam in the examination hall.
2. Stay calm and don not fear.
3. Eat nutrition food to keep your mind and body healthy.
4. Some persons will study during late nights. It is not good to do like that. Just revise before eating dinner and eat properly, and sleep nicely.
5. Winners say ' Examination is hard but we can do it' whereas losers say 'We can do it but it is hard'. Please don't think like. Those children think and stop practicing and feel so tired.
6. Your parent or your teacher gives you as a demand that you should good marks. (which gives you much pressure) But be cool and do not think about that and study well.

7. While you go to examination hall, your friends will say something (before starting the exam) which makes you fear. So, please do not keep conversation between you and your friends before the starting of examination.
8. Share problems with your friends, so that you may get  many solution which you haven't known.Some won't share their problems as they think that they will loose  their emotions. So please, at least share your problems with your parents.

9. When you wake up at 4:00 a.m, and study for 2 hours, you might feel stressed. So, sit in the balcony and drink a cup of green tea looking at the sunrise. Green tea gives you relaxation  and its a healthy drink too.

10. Breathing exercise is very much needed to make you calm. Breathe in deeply and breathe out slowly.

11. Make some important notes to make your hardest points easier. While going to exams just revise it, you will be able to write well.

12. One more thing for great relaxation is think of your favorite thing just for 5 seconds.

Many Moons

Will a child become ill if she does not get something that she wants very much? Will she be well again if she gets what she wants? Here's a delightful story about a girl who wants the moon.

Once upon a time, in a kingdom by the sea, there lived a little Princess named Lenore. She was 12 years old, going on 13. One day Lenore fell ill and took to her bed. The Royal Physician came to see her and took her temperature and felt her pulse and made her stick out her tongue. He was worried, and sent for the king, Lenore's father. The king came to see her.'I'll get you anything you want,' the king said. 'Is there anything you want?' 

'Yes,' replied the Princess. 'I want the moon. If I can have the moon, I'll be well again.


Then the king went to the throne room and sent for the Prime Minister. Soon the Prime Minister came into the room. He was a large, fat man with thick glasses.


'I want you to get the moon for the Princess Lenore,' said the king. 'If she can have the moon, she'll get well again. Get tonight, tomorrow at the latest.'


'The moon,' said the Prime Minister, 'is 35,000 miles away and its bigger than the room the Princess lies in and it is made of copper. I cannot get the moon for you.'


The king flew into a rage and told the Prime Minister to leave the room and send to the Royal Magician to him. The Royal Magician was a little, thin man with long face. He grew very pale  when the king told him to get the moon for his daughter.


'Nobody can get the moon,' said the Royal Magician. 'It is 150,000 miles away, and it is made of green cheese, and it is twice as bis as this palace.'


Then king flew into another rage and sent the Royal Magician back to his cave. Then he sent for the Royal Mathematician, a bald-headed, near-sighted  man with a pencil behind his ear.


Then the king asked the same question to the Royal Mathematician.


'The moon is 300,000 miles away,' said the Royal Mathematician. 'It is round and flat like a coin; it is made of cement, and it is the half size of this kingdom. Moreover, it is pasted on the sky. Nobody can get the moon.'


The king flew into still another rage and sent the Royal Mathematician away. Then he rang for the Royal Court Jester, who came dancing into the room in his cap and bells, and sat on the foot of the throne.


'What can I do for you, Your Majesty?'


'The Princess Lenore wants the moon,' said the King sadly, 'and she cannot be well till she gets it.'. But nobody can get it for her. Every time I ask anybody for the moon, it gets larger and farther away.'


'They all are wise men,' said  the Court Jester, 'and so they must all be right. The thing to do is to find out how big the Princess Lenore think it is and farther away.'


'I never thought of that,' said the king.


'I'll go and ask her, Your Majesty.'


The Princess Lenore was glad to see the Court Jester, but her face was very pale and her voice was very weak. 


'Have you brought the moon for me yet?' she asked.


'Not yet,' said the Court Jester, 'But I'll get it for you right away. How big do you think it is?'


'It is just smaller than my thumbnail,' she said, 'for when I hold my thumbnail up at the moon it just covers it.'


'And how far it is?' asked the Court Jester.


'It is not as high as a big tree outside my window,' said the Princess, 'for sometimes it gets caught in the top branches.'


'I'll climb the tree tonight when the moon gets caught in the top branches and I will bring it to you,' said the Court Jester. The he thought of something else. 'What is the moon made of, Princess?' he asked.


'Oh,' she said, 'its made of gold, of course.'


The Court Jester went to see the Royal Goldsmith and had him make a tiny golden moon just a little smaller than the thumbnail of the Princess Lenore. Then he had him string it on a golden chain so the Princess could wear it round her neck.


The Court Jester took the moon to the Princess, and she was overjoyed.  |The next day she was well again and could get up and go out in the gardens to play.


But the king knew that the moon would shine in the sky again that night. If the Princess should see it, she would know that the moon she wore on a chain was not real moon. So he said to the Prime Minister, 'We must keep the Princess from seeing the moon tonight. Think of something.'


The Prime Minister said, 'We can make some dark glasses for the Princess.'


This made king very angry. 'If she wore dark glasses, she would bump into things,' he said. 'and she would be ill again.' So he called the Royal Magician, who stood on his hands and then stood on his head and then stood on his feet again.


'I know what we can do,' he said. 'We can stretch some black velvet curtains on poles to cover all the palace gardens like a circus tent.'


The king was so angry that he waved his arms around. 'Black curtains would keep out the air,' he said, and Princess Lenore will be ill again.' And sent for the Royal Mathematician.


He walked round a circle, and then he walked round in a square and then he stood still. 'I have it!' he said. 'We can set off fireworks in the garden every night. When they go off, they'll fill the  sky with so many sparks  that it'll be as light as day and the Princess Lenore will not be able to see the moon.' 


The king flew into such a rage that he began jumping up and down. 'Fireworks would keep the Princess awake,' he said, 'and she would be ill again.' So he sent the Royal Mathematician away.


When he looked up again, it was dark outside and the moon was just appearing. He called the Court Jester and said, '' When the Princess sees the moon, she'll be ill again.'


The Court Jester said, 'If your wise men can not hide the moon, then it cannot be hidden. But who could explain how to get the moon? It was Princess Lenore. Therefore, the Princess Lenore is wiser than your wise men and knows more about the moon than they do. So I will ask her.' He went to the Princess Lenore's bedroom.


The Princess was in bed, but she was wide awake and she was looking out of the window at the moon shining  in the sky. Shining in her hand was the moon the Court Jester had got for her. 


'Tell me Princess Lenore,' the Court Jester said, 'how can the moon be shining in the sky when its hanging on a golden chain around your neck?'


The Princess looked at him and laughed. 'That is easy,' she said. 'When I loose a teeth, a new one grows in its place, doesn't it? And when the Royal Gardener cuts the flowers in the garden, other flowers come to take their place.'


'I should have thought of that,' said the Court Jester.


'And in the same way with the moon,' said the Princess Lenore. ' I guess it is the same way with everything.' Her voice became low  and faded away, and the Court Jester saw she was asleep. Gently he tucked the covers around her.




                                                                                                        JAMES THURBER




JAMES THURBER (1894-1961) WAS A FINE AMERICAN HUMORIST WHOSE STORIES HAVE GIVEN PLEASURE TO GENERATION OF READERS.

thought For The Day 9/2/2012

This education forms the common mind, Just as twig is bent, the trees's inclined.


                                                                               Pope- Moral Essays

Thought For The Day 8/2/2012

Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks onto the mind.



                                                                                               Samuel

                                                                                                            Taylor

                                                                                                                          Coleridge

The Rain Angel Chrissy was a new angel. She had only been in Heaven a few days. Everything was so beautiful there, and everyone was so nice. And even though she was the newest angel she had been given a very important task. Chrissy was in charge of the rain. Every week, on Monday and Thursday, she had to be sure that the clouds opened up and spread their raindrops all over the world. Because every so often, every living thing on the earth needed rain. The trees needed the rain to grow tall and strong. The grass needed the rain to stay green, and the cattails needed it to be soft and furry. All the animals had to have water to drink and to take baths in.And of course the many flowers needed the rain to look lovely and smell wonderful. Making the rain come was a very important job! But no one had told Chrissy how to make it rain, and she didn't know what to do. Chrissy asked one of the older angels if he could help her. "Well," said the old one, "the angel that had the job before you used to tell sad storys to the clouds, and that made them cry." But Chrissy was a very happy little angel and she didn't know any sad tales. So she didn't think that would work. One night Chrissy flew up to see the Man In The Moon to ask him if he knew how to make it rain. "Hmnnn," said the moon as he thought about the question. "You might try pinching the clouds to see if that would make them cry." But Chrissy didn't want to hurt the clouds and so she decided that was not a good idea. What was she to do, it hadn't rained for more than a week, she had to think of something soon! The next morning, as the little angel was walking around Heaven, skipping from cloud to cloud, she heard someone giggling. It was the little cloud she was walking on! Chrissy bent down and asked the fluffy white cloud what was so funny. "It's your toes," replied the soft one, "They tickle us when you walk!" "Oh, I'm so sorry," said Chrissy, "I shall try to be more careful." "No, no, please don't," said the cloud, "We love to be tickled. It makes us laugh so hard we almost cry! Well, that gave Chrissy an idea! She bid the cloud goodbye and went off to think. The next day was Monday, and it was raining all over the world! And there was a very strange sight in Heaven! Little Chrissy was running and skipping and wiggling her toes across all the clouds in the sky. The clouds were giggling and laughing so hard that tears were coming to their eyes! And the tears were falling to earth and making a wonderful rain. The grass was getting greener, the trees were growing taller, the flowers were looking lovelier than ever and all the animals had water again. Everything looked bright and fresh and happy. The little angel named Chrissy had done a wonderful job and she still does it to this very day. So the next time it rains in your part of the world, just think of Chrissy, way up in Heaven, tickling all the clouds with her toes. And if you should hear some thunder don't be frightened. Sometimes the clouds laugh so hard it sounds like a roar, but they're really just having a lot of fun. The End

I'm sure you have all heard the story of Cinderella. You know the beautiful girl with the two mean step-sisters, and wicked step-mother. Well you already know the ending, the beautiful girl marries the handsome prince, and they live happily ever after. Well that was the fairy tale, this is the real story.

My name is Oscar and I am a mouse.

I am not related to Mickey, Minnie, or Mighty, (even though there is a small resemblance to that super-hero Mighty mouse). I live in the attic in Cinderella's house. You might say Cindy and I were roommates.

When she was small, and her father was alive, we shared a beautiful room downstairs. But after her father died, she was put in the attic. I naturally followed, because I knew she would need my company. And need me she did.

At first, she thought of me only as a common ordinary mouse. Night after night she would throw me crumbs. (I thought she was very kind). Then one night, after her step-mother locked the door, she began to cry. I climbed up on Cindy's lap. She talked to me and gave me my name. I thought at the time it was a nerdy name, "Oscar", but I am used to it now. I even kind-of like it.

Everyday I watched Cindy work sooo hard. Finally one day, quite by accident, I found a way to help her. You see, her step-sisters were ordering her around, and they made her cry. Cindy cried a lot. ( I never knew a girl could hold so much water!.) Anyway, I ran to Cindy and they saw me.

Boy, you should have seen them clear the room!. Faster than a speeding bullet-- they almost broke their necks as they ran screaming from the room. You should have heard them! "Eeeek... a Mouse!","Mother!!", "Help!!!". Cindy and I laughed so hard. It was a really good moment.

Then there was the time when I hid on a plate of food that was meant for Cindy's step-mother. When she saw me, first she fainted, then she had hysterics for three days!. Three days of peace!, that was really nice!.

The only other person who was not afraid of me was Esmerelda. She was Cindy's fairy God-Mother. We called her Essie for short. She just popped up on the day of the big ball.

Poor Cindy had run herself ragged waiting on those step-sisters, trying to do the impossible, and make them.. not beautiful..but justpresentable. I mean they were sooo ugly... it wasn't skin deep, it was all the way to the bone!.

Anyway, Cindy was talking to me in the garden, when this strange looking woman walked through the gate. Most people think she magically appeared in a beautiful white light, but she didn't.

She just walked in the yard with a brown Foodtown shopping bag in her hand. I really thought she was here for a hand-out. Cindy must have thought the same thing, because she offered her a glass of milk and some cookies. She didn't look much like a fairy God-mother, either. Her dress was torn, her shoes had holes, and her hair... well, let's just say I've seen a better hair-do on a horse I used to know.

I mean, this fairy God-mother looked like she needed a fairy God-mother.

I was about to say something like "Hit the road", when Essie asked Cindy why she was not preparing to go to the ball. Cindy told her she had no clothes or transportation.

Well!, faster than you could say " the rat ate the cheese", the old woman reaches into her bag and pulls out the most beautiful blue ball gown you have ever seen!. It was royal blue, with little white stars, and it was justCindy's size!.

Then, she reached in her bag again and pulled out a white evening bag, a silver crown, and the famous glass slippers. ( I had to turn my head while she provided the unmentionables.)

Then she told Cindy to hop to it, and go change her clothes, while she sees what can be done about the transportation. I told her to call a cab, but she said "One does not arrive at a Kings palace in a cab or a rent-a car!".

Anyway, while I'm looking around for something to use, the old girl goes in the bag again, and pulls out a small coach. It was just about my size.

She put it on the ground, and darned if the thing didn't begin to grow!. I ran for cover. When the coach finally stopped growing, it was just right for Cindy. The wonders of modern science!

Right then Essie called me, and.. like a dumb-dumb, I came. Before I knew what hit me, I had four hoofs and a tail. Seeing my alarm, Essie assured me it was only temporary. I didn't mind a little sacrifice for the cause (but I hate oats!).

By this time Cindy appeared, and she was looking hot !. (I even tried to whistle, but it came out a whinny). Cindy got into the coach and then we all realized the old girl had forgotten one thing... a driver.


So she grabbed a frog hopping through the garden, and turned him into a driver.
If you ask me, we would have saved a lot of time if she had just made him a Prince instead. They're always doing that in other fairy tales, but noooooo, we had to do things the hard way.

Cindy was a smash at the ball. The Prince was totally captivated.

At midnight, they were going to get a cold drink of lemonade, when Cindy's dress started to come apart. Well!, it didn't take a genius to figure out that she'd better get out of there. So she took off, with the Prince on her trail. .

Fortunately he was clumsy, and he tripped. That gave Cindy just enough time to jump into the coach and leave the Palace grounds. About half-way home the coach shrank so small, that Cindy had to get out and walk. It was then when she realized she had lost a shoe. Hobbling home on one shoe is no joke!.

All night long, Cindy talked about the Prince, the ball, and the great time she had. It was like her tongue got stuck by a phonograph needle. Essie finally gave up and left about 4:30 a.m., mumbling something about creating a monster. Cindy wore herself out around 6:00 am. It was a good thing the "steps" slept late that morning, or Cindy wouldn't have had any sleep at all!.

Later that afternoon, the word came through the cheese-vine. The Prince would begin a search for the love of his life tomorrow. He had fallen in love at the ball last night, with a young lady he knew only by a slipper she left behind.

I was so excited to hear this news, I immediately went to tell Cindy. I must say she took the news rather well. With just a "Oh, that's nice to hear", she went back to her work. (I was expecting at least one jump for joy!)

The next day, the Prince came to our house and the "steps", (including their mother!), all tried to get their size 10 feet into this size 4 slipper. It's a wonder the poor slipper didn't break!. Cindy was locked in the garden and had no chance to try on the slipper.

That ...is when I saved the day.

As the Prince entered his coach, I ran under the horses hoofs. The stupid beasts were so frightened of a little mouse, they ran straight through the garden gate, nearly trampling Cindy in the process. It's a good thing that girl is light on her feet!.

The Prince was so apologetic it took him at least ten minutes before he realized this girl had not tried on the slipper. Well... we all know the end. She tried it on, it fit like a glove, and they lived happily ever after.

So the next time you hear the story of Cinderella, remember you heard the real story here first...from...


a small grey mouse named Oscar.

:::::We never know :::::

Why we like some one
more than others .......???

Why ......... we Love some
one without reason ......???

Why ........we feel happy
think about her presence ........ ???

Some RELATIONS HAS NO EXPLANATION... ♥


You too..Just think about your life and the people who have come and gone..The things will always change..In every three years..in my life , i used to get new friends..and also the old friend stay; but the communication is fading little.Just do not ignore old friend..Make an attempt to communicate with them.

A THOUGHT

I just got this image in my inbox and gave a serious thought for a while.I have seen many people will have great mind and when we see them physically they may not appears to us attaractive.The body and the mind has to go together in hand to hand.
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I remember a great thing about the body and mind which i read some where long back....like to put it here for my readers.

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" The mind is the interior body; and the body is the exterior mind"
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I love this above facts.The mind and body need to have a great Synchronization with one another than only one can become truly whole or wholistic.

OSHO'S THOUGHTS

Breaking the Mirror is Not Going to Help

Humanity is not yet mature.
We have the faces of human beings, but our minds are lagging far behind..!
The face that you are carrying is not your original face. It is not ‘YOU’
The very urge to come to a master shows a tremendous desire in you
to know your original face, to know yourself.
The master is only a ….mirror….!!
You cannot deceive the mirror , it simply reflects your reality.

There is an ancient parable of a very ugly woman
who was very antagonistic towards mirrors because she thought,
‘just as you all think’…, that it was the mirror that created the ugliness in her
– because when the mirror was not there, she was no longer ugly…?!
She was so madly against mirrors that whenever she would see a mirror,
she would immediately break it..!

The parable is significant.
That’s what we are all doing in our lives in many ways.
Whatsoever reflects our reality we want to escape from
because it is not gratifying…!

Here in my presence, or even when you think of me,
if you feel yourself as immature, a retarded child,
don’t try to explain it away in any way.
This is truth…And this is not only your truth;
this is the truth of the whole of humanity.
You are just fortunate that you have become aware of it…!

..’YOU HAVE COME ACROSS A MIRROR’
Breaking the Mirror is Not Going to Help

-osho-

A MAGIC

"Tell me your friend are; I will tell you who you are."

We always gauged/judged by our companionship.
Let it be a friend,family,wife anything.Some time even the dress code can be one such things.They say what you are is what you wear.People simply judge you just by seeing you.

The Water that fall unto the ocean become the ocean.If it is fall on the lotus leaves it shines.if fall on the mouth of a shell it becomes a precious PEARL.See the point what a metamorphic changes the water is under going..A dew drop that teaches us a good lessons.

The wisest thing, i learned is ,just accompany with good friends because choosing a friends is in our hands but one can not choose his/her own family/Relatives. of-course is not your choice.But surely your friend can be.

I always love to surrounds by my enchanting friends who pour more joy unto life.

ONE OF OSHO'S THOUGHTS

I believe in this meaningless, beautiful chaos of existence, and I am ready to go with it wherever it leads.

I don't have a goal, because existence has no goal. It simply is, flowering, blossoming, dancing -- but don't ask why.

Just an overflow of energy, for no reason at all.
I am with existence.

And that's what I call being a sannyasin:To be with existence.
The only thing you will have to renounce will be your logical mind.
So start living in an existential but illogical way.
The world may call you absurd, mad...
So what?

OSHO

BUILD YOUR HOUSE RIGHT

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-Contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife, enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by. The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end a dedicated career.

When the carpenter finished his work the employer came to inspect the house. He handed the front-door key to the carpenter. "This is your house, he said, "my gift to you. "The carpenter was shocked! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently.

So it is with us. We build our lives, a day at a time, often putting less than our best into the building. Then with a shock we realize we have to live in the house we have built. If we could do it over, we'd do it much differently. But we cannot go back. You are the carpenter. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. "Life is a do-it-yourself project," someone has said. Your attitudes and the choices you make today, build the "HOUSE" you live in tomorrow. Build wisely!

MORAL IS:-
"DO YOUR DUTY WITH FULL INVOLVEMENT AND LOVE.NO MATTER WHATEVER YOU MAY DO,DO IT WILLINGLY OR NEVER DO IT"

Let go of Anger and Bitterness...

In The Series of LET GO today let us see the Bitterness..Life here is a burden when we carry the bitterness within.We must live a life without the bitterness.

How one can Wipe out the bitterness completely?
Here i have found few steps to do so.Just give it a try unto yourself.


1. Feel it fully. If you stifle your feelings, they may leak out and affect everyone around you—not just the person who inspired your anger. Before you can let go of any emotion you have to feel it fully.

2. Give yourself a rant window. Let yourself vent for a day before confronting the person who troubled you. This may diffuse the hostility and give you time to plan a rational confrontation.

3. Remind yourself that anger hurts you more than the person who upset you, and visualize it melting away as an act of kindness to yourself.

4. If possible, express your anger to the person who offended you. Communicating how you feel may help you move on. Keep in mind that you can’t control how to offender responds; you can only control how clearly and kindly you express yourself.

5. Take responsibility. Many times when you’re angry, you focus on what someone else did that was wrong—which essentially gives away your power. When you focus on what you could have done better, you often feel empowered and less bitter.

6. Put yourself in the offender’s shoes. We all make mistakes; and odds are you could have easily slipped up just like your husband, father, or friend did. Compassion dissolves anger.

7. Metaphorically throw it away; i.e., jog with a backpack full of tennis balls. After you’ve built up a bit of rush, toss the balls one by one, labeling each as a part of your anger. (You’ll need to retrieve these—litter angers the earth!)

8. Use a stress ball, and express your anger physically and vocally when you use it. Make a scrunched up face or grunt. You may feel silly, but this allows you to actually express what you’re feeling inside.

9. Wear a rubber band on your wrist, and gently flick it when you start obsessing on angry thoughts. This trains your mind to associate that type of persistent negativity with something unpleasant.

10. Remind yourself these are your only three options: remove yourself from the situation, change it, or accept it. These acts create happiness; holding onto bitterness never does.

DONKEY STORY

There was a salt merchant who used a donkey to transport salt bags. On their way they had to cross a stream of water slightly less than knee deep.

Accidentally the donkey fell one day in the waters and to its surprise it noticed reduction in its load and hence forth it made it a practice to do it daily.

Merchant was helpless as he was losing some salt in the transport resulting in loss. He decided to teach the donkey a lesson and one day loaded it bags of cotton instead of salt.

The donkey was thrilled as the initial load itself was very light, nevertheless greed was part of now intelligent donkey and it dipped in water as usual ……………..
and somehow it made it home.

Moral of the story :- Assume all are smart in this world ! & They Fooled them self ..

…Becoming Aware of Breathing…

As the breath goes in, your belly starts rising up, and 
as the breath goes out ,your belly starts settling down again.
So the method is to be aware of the belly; its rising and falling.

... Just the very awareness of the belly rising and falling….
and the belly is very close to the life forces because
the child is joined to the mother’s life thro’ the navel.
Behind the navel is his life source.

So, when the belly rises up, it is really the life energy,
the spring of life that is rising up and falling down with each breath.
As you become more aware of the belly, the mind becomes silent,
the heart becomes silent ,the moods disappear.

Breathing from the belly is more natural, more relaxed.
In the night it happens when you sleep;
you don’t breathe from the chest, you breathe from the belly.
That’s why after your sleep, in the morning you feel so fresh, so young,
because the whole night you were breathing naturally….

As meditation becomes settled and mind silent,
The ego will disappear…
You will be there,but there will be no feeling of ‘I‘
Then the doors are open……