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WAS HE MY ENEMY?

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“Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.”  - Rumi O ur enemy is the creation of our own insecure mind. We perceive someone as our ‘enemy’… because, we are not confident of ourselves… We are insecure. Moreover, an enemy takes birth in our mind, when we fail to see our own goodness and the goodness of another soul – including our so-called ‘enemy’. Deep hatred towards another person, therefore, is nothing but a deep hatred towards our own selves. Yes, ironical – and unbelievable – it may sound! Learning to love ourselves - by recognizing and accepting all our human flaws – is the most crucial step towards learning to love others. We all are ‘flawed’ people on this planet… The flaws that we see in others are the flaws that we have to see in ourselves. Kabir described it beautifully: “The river that flows in you flows in me, too.” How true! Humanity is this river… The only reli...

DAD, YOU ARE WRONG

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A father had two sons… One good, one bad. The good son was asked: “What made you so good?” “My father,” he replied. “How?” “My father was an evil man… He had all the vices in the world… He drank the whole day, abused and assaulted us and our mother… We were frightened of him. So, I decided not to become like him.” The bad son was asked the same question: “What made you so bad?” “My father,” was the reply. “Why?” “Because, he was an evil man… He had all the vices in the world… He drank the whole day, abused and assaulted us and our mother… We were frightened of him. So, he made me what I am today!” I was first introduced to this familiar story in Shiv Khera’s famous book, “YOU CAN WIN’. Y es, we have the power to ‘choose’. Period… The world doesn’t make us… We make ourselves. Thereby, we make our own world… 16-year-old Utsav Miitra wrote the following story for our latest book - ‘I AM GOOD, THE WORLD IS GOOD’… “Jaisi ...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...