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GIVING WITH OUR BLESSINGS

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  “Abundance is not what you hold in your hand. Rather, it’s what you have in your heart. Until we realize this, both will feel empty.” Graig D. Lounsbrough   T he more I feel grateful for Life and its privileges, the more peaceful I become. This life is a true gift, a blessing. And, I say this not as a cliche… Life ‘is’ a gift… “Thank you, Lord”! When I truly feel grateful to God for this life and its privileges, reaching out to people in need – not necessarily through money – becomes easier. We give joyfully and we give with our blessings, too. Sometimes, when I sit alone near the vast sea, watching the setting sun and swiftly-changing hues on the sky, listening to the rhythm of the waves, I get to realize how vast and kind this Universe is… I get to realize how abundant the Life is! So, when I reach out to someone, through whatever manner, what I am truly able to experience inside me is, that the Universe within me can only keep growing. I am able to realize...

INDIVIDUAL SOCIAL RESPONSIBILITY (ISR)

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Pic.: Anand Sreedhar Y ou don’t get to witness this scene in today’s big banks. But, in our old nationalized banks and, particularly, in our local co-operative banks, it is a familiar scene. I saw a lady, his morning, going around in this co-operative bank asking for a small help. She had a withdrawal sip in her hand and she wanted to withdraw some money. (Rs.500). But, being deprived of literacy, she was asking people around if they could help her fill the slip. All of us out there, including me, were busy people… In fact, I was, doubly busy, today. So, though there is a desire and intention to help someone in such situation, our own preoccupation, often, comes on our way. To say “Sorry, I am unable to help you,” seems like a heavy stone around our hearts! So, before that lady could approach me, a middle-aged man volunteered to help her. But, to her bad luck, he had forgotten to carry his specs; and, hence, he looked at me helplessly. “Can you please help...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...