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RUNNING FOR LIFE

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  “In my stories, you will meet with underdogs and fighters. You will experience hunger and desire.” Avijeet Das I just concluded, two days ago, a well-designed programme for the degree students of a Mumbai suburban-college. These young kids hailed from ordinary families. Most of them lacked self-confidence and communication skills. There is a great sense of satisfaction and joy when you reach out to this section of the students… They realize the value of this programme and, invariably, approach it with earnestness. Our training team at MINDFLEX consisted of five trainers. I handled the one which is close to my heart – ‘Self-confidence and Communication Skills’. During this programme, I tell many inspiring stories. I keep two of them towards the end… ‘Poorna’ and ‘The Cheetah’. Both these stories leave a tremendous impact on the young minds. I have shared these stories several times in my Blogs before. Nevertheless, I wish to share ‘The Cheeta’ today, once again…  ...

RUNNING FOR YOUR LUNCH AND RUNNING FOR YOUR LIFE

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Pic.: Chetna Shetty Y ears ago, when I had decided to do something about my poor English, one of the things I did – and found very effective – was telling a nice story in two tenses… the Present and the Past. Over the years, I have helped hundreds of people, who were earnest about improving their English, with the same method… Yes, write a nice story down in both the tenses… and, then, tell it to someone… I had first heard this enchanting story from my dear friend, Dr. Deepak in one of our P.D. sessions. It had inspired me to write a small book by the title – ‘THE CHEETAH’. It was in June, 2007. Ever since then, I have told this story to our young-ones and little-one in our P.D. sessions countless times… I have shared it in my blog, too, several times… RUNNING FOR YOUR LUNCH AND RUNNING FOR YOUR LIFE PAST: O nce, in a jungle, a Cheetah was teaching his son the art of hunting. As the training session was on, they smelt a prey at some distance....
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...