Monday, October 10, 2011

Kindness Pays


One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was very hungry. He decided, he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water.

She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk, he drank it slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?". She replied "You don't owe me anything". "Mother has taught us never to
accept payment for a kindness." He said... "Then I thank you from my heart". As the boy left that house, he not only felt; stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.

Years later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. An expert Doctor was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her.

He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the case. After a long struggle, the battle was won. Doctor requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval.

He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally, she looked, and something caught her attention on the side as she read these words...!"Paid in full with one glass of milk."

Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, GOD, that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands." She too recognized it’s the boy, who came to her door step long years back.

Moral of the Story:
The famous quote “Kindness, like a boomerang, always returns” has been proved. Kindness is the greatest wisdom.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही

दारु पिताना मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही
मी संध्याकाळी घरी येतो तेव्हा बायको स्वयंपाक करत असते,
शेल्फमधील भांड्यांचा आवाज बाहेर येत असतो,
मी चोरपावलाने घरात येतो,
माझ्या काळ्या कपाटातून बाटली काढतो,
शिवाजीमहाराज फोटोतून बघत असतात,
या कानाचा त्या कानाला पत्ता लागत नाही,
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही .... ||||

वापरात नसलेल्या मोरीतल्या फळीवरुन मी ग्लास काढतो,
पटकन एक पेग भरुन आस्वाद घेतो,
ग्लास धुवून पुन्हा फळीवर ठेवतो,
अर्थात बाटलीही काळ्या कपाटात ठेवतो,
शिवाजीमहाराज मंद हसत असतात,
स्वयंपाकघरात डोकावून बघतो,
बायको कणीकच मळत असते,
तरी या कानाचा त्या कानाला पत्ता लागत नाही,
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही .... ||||

मी : जाधवांच्या मुलीच्या लग्नाचं जमलं का गं?
ती : छे! दानत असेल तर मिळेल ना चांगलं स्थळ!

मी परत बाहेर येतो, काळ्या कपाटाच्या दाराचा आवाज होतो,
बाटली मात्र मी हळूच काढतो,
वापरात नसलेल्या मोरीतल्या फळीवरुन मी ग्लास काढतो,
पटकन एक पेग भरुन आस्वाद घेतो, बाटली धुवून मोरीत ठेवतो,
काळा ग्लास पण कपाटात ठेवतो,
तरी या कानाचा त्या कानाला पत्ता लागत नाही,
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही .... ||||

मी : अर्थात जाधवांच्या मुलीचं अजून काही लग्नाचं वय झालं नाही..
ती : नाही काऽऽय! अठ्ठावीस वर्षांची घोडी झालीये म्हणे..
मी : (आठवून जीभ चावतो) अच्छा अच्छा ...

मी पुन्हा काळ्या कपाटातून कणीक काढतो,
मात्र कपाटाची जागा आपोआप बदललेली असते,
फळीवरुन बाटली काढून पटकन मोरीत एक पेग मारतो,
शिवाजी महाराज मोठ्ठ्याने हसतात,
फळी कणकेवर ठेवून, शिवाजीचा फोटो धुवून मी काळ्या कपाटात ठेवतो,
बायको गॅसवर मोरीच ठेवत असते,
या बाटलीचा त्या बाटलीला पत्ता लागत नाही,
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही .... ||||

मी : (चिडून) जाधवांना घोडा म्हणतेस? पुन्हा बोललीस तर जीभच कापून टाकीन!
ती : उगीच कटकट करु नका... बाहेर जाऊन गप पडा...

मी कणकेमधून बाटली काढतो, काळ्या कपाटात जाऊन एक पेग मळतो,
मोरी धुवून फळीवर ठेवतो,
बायको माझ्याकडे बघून हसत असते,
शिवाजीमहाराजांचा स्वयंपाक चालूच असतो,
पण ह्या जाधवांचा त्या जाधवाना पत्ता लागत नाही,
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही .... ||||

मी: (हसत हसत) जाधवांनी घोडीशी लग्न ठरवलं आहे म्हणे!
ती: (ओरडून) तोंडावर पाणी मारा!!

मी परत स्वयंपाकघरात जातो, हळूच फळीवर बसतो,
गॅसही फळीवरच असतो..
बाहेरच्या खोलीतून बाटल्यांचा आवाज येतो,
मी डोकावून बघतो ... बायको मोरीत दारूचा आस्वाद घेत असते,
ह्या घोडीचा त्या घोडीला पत्ता लागत नाही,
अर्थात शिवाजी महाराज कधीच रिस्क घेत नाहीत..
जाधवांचा स्वयंपाक होईपर्यंत्...मी फोटोतून बायकोकडे बघून हसत असतो...
कारण मी कधीच रिस्क घेत नाही...||||

टीप - ही अफलातून रचना माझी नाही.

 

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

I am with Anna Hazare

 

मी अण्णांच्या सोबत आहे .

 

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Free tax return filing

Just filed my income tax return at free of cost. It’s too easy than what I had thought. Visit here for more info.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Once in Life Time


When the school reopened in June, And we settled in our new desks and benches!
When we queued up in book depot, And got our new books and notes!
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with pencils, and Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!
When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating first with tables and then with Clarke's tables and advanced to Calculators and computers!
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms Drenched in sweat!
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When all the colors in the world, Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats, And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!
When few played 'kabadi' and 'Kho-Kho' in scorching sun, While others simply played 'book cricket' in the
Confines of classroom!
Of fights but no conspiracies, Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast, In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!
When few rushed at 3:45 to 'Conquer' window seats in our School bus!
While few others had 'Big Fun', 'peppermint' , 'kulfi', ' milk ice !' and 'sharbat !' at 4o Clock!

Gone are the days Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day , And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most enjoyed holidays after them!
Gone are the days Of tenth and twelfth standards, when We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

We learnt, We enjoyed, We played, We won, We lost, We laughed, We cried, We fought, We thought.

With so much fun in them, so many friends, So much experience, all this and more!

Gone are the days When we used to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!

Gone are the days When we played games on the road!
Now we Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days When we saw stars Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn't Work!

Gone are the days When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms......!

Gone are the days Where we studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home

Gone are the days Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!

Gone are the days But not the memories, which will be Lingering in our hearts forever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever .....

Gone are the Days.... But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!


NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE, DONT FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS........