ARISE AWAKE

जीवन  एक  मेला  हैं ,   जिसमें  कई प्रकार  के  दुःखों  सुखों  का  मेल  होता  है , जीवन  एक किनारा है , जिसमें कोई  तो किनारे तक पहुँचता  है, और कोई उसी  में  लीन  हो  जाता  है , जीवन  एक झमेला  है, जिसमें कई  ऊँच नीच होते है , कई  दुःख  होते है, हमें दुखों से डरना नहीं चाहिए , बल्कि सुखों  की तलाश करनी चाहिए !

  Like all I am born to my parents and people gave me many names... Few called me Durga... Few Lakshmi..... I am a voice!!! But still Who Am I is a big question going on in my mind....... As I don't have a form!!!  I am born in a country which is called as Bharat Mata, Mother India, or Bharatamba; She is the national personification of India as a mother goddess. She is an amalgam of all the goddesses of Indian culture and more significantly of goddess Durga. She is usually depicted as a woman clad in a saffron sari holding the Indian national flag, and sometimes accompanied by a lion.  I belong to a country where as per the Upanishads, there are three hundred thirty million gods and goddess altogether. Precisely speaking a goddess is a female deity in polytheistic religions. Goddesses most often have feminine characteristics that are apotheosize in their pure form. Goddesses have been especially linked with virtues such as beauty, love, motherhood ...

The sphere is its body, The core is its heart, The earthquake and tsunami are its shivering, The volcano and thunder are its anger, The rainbow is its smile, The rain and snowfall is its happiness, The rivers are its blood capillaries, The land is its organs, The nature is its life, The cradle of life is its beauty, Oh mother! My blue planet earth your creation is wonderful!!!

BIRD STORY : THE OLD CROW AND THE LITTLE SPARROW. One day an old crow was flying in the forest when he suddenly saw a little sparrow struck in a tree hole. The poor bird was struggling to get out. So, he gave his claw to get her out. But the sparrow scratched his claws with fear. The crow pulled his claws screaming with pain. But he did not stop; he tried helping every time he failed. A notorious woodpecker called Woody was watching the scene. He screamed with surprise, For god sake! Stop helping! She’s going to get herself out of there. The old crow didn’t care the words, he just continued saving the sparrow until he finally succeeded. Later he flew to the woodpecker and said, “Woody, it is out of fear that the sparrow scratched and hurt me, but it’s my job to help, love and care”. MORAL: Treat everyone around you with your ethics and morals not with theirs. Treat the people the way you want to be treated by them in return. ...