Plane sailingThe sun-powered Solar Impulse is pictured flying over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco as it carries out a trip across the US. (
Fire drillPyrotechnics explode during a disaster drill at Los Angeles’ LAX airport. More than 100 people were involved in a test of the airport’s emergency responses.
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Natarajan
Once there was a sweeper in a temple. Being very devoted and sincere, he thought that the lord standing all the time and giving help must be feeling very tired.
So one day very innocently he asked the lord whether he can take his place for a day so that the lord can have some relief and rest.
The deity of the temple replied, “I do not mind taking a break. I will transform you like myself, but you must do one thing.
You must just stand here like me, smile at everyone and just give benedictions. Do not interfere with anything and do not say anything.
Remember you are the deity and you just have faith that I have a master plan for everything.”
The sweeper agreed to this.
The next day the sweeper took the position. First a rich man came and prayed to the lord. offered a small donation and prayed that his business should be prosperous.
While going, the rich man inadvertently left his wallet full of money right there.
Now the sweeper in the form of deity could not call him and so he decided to control himself and keep quiet.
Just then a poor man came and he put one coin in the bowl and said that it was all he could afford and he prayed to the lord that he should continue to be engaged in the lord’s service.
He also said that his family was in dire need of some basic needs but he left it to the good hands of the lord to give some solution.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the wallet left by the rich man.
The poor man thanked the lord for his kindness and took the wallet very innocently.
The sweeper in the form of the deity could not say anything and he had to just keep smiling.
At that point a sailor walked in. He prayed for his safe journey as he was going on a long trip.
Just then the rich man came with the police and said that somebody has stolen his wallet and seeing the sailor there, he asked the police to arrest him thinking that he might have taken it.
Now the sweeper in the form of deity wanted to say that the sailor is not the thief but he could not say so and he became greatly frustrated.
The sailor looked at the lord and asked why he, an innocent person, is being punished.
The rich man looked at the lord and thanked Him for finding the thief.
The sweeper in the deity form could no more tolerate it, and he thought that even if the real lord had been here, he would have definitely interfered, and hence he started speaking and said that the sailor is not the thief but it was the poor man who took away the wallet. The rich man was very thankful as was the sailor.
In the night, the real lord came and He asked the sweeper how the day was.
The sweeper said, “I thought it would be easy, but now I know that Your days are not easy, but I did one good thing.”
Then he explained the whole episode to the lord.
The lord became very upset on hearing this whereas the sweeper thought the lord would appreciate him for the good deed done.
The lord asked, “Why did you not just stick to the plan? You had no faith in Me. Do you think that I do not understand the hearts of all those who come here?
All the donations which the rich man gave was all stolen money and it is only a fraction of what he really has and he wants me to reciprocate unlimitedly.
The single coin offered by the poor man was the last coin he had and he gave it to me out of faith.
The sailor was to die because of bad weather but if he would’ve been arrested and in the jail, he would have been saved from a greater calamity.
I intended the wallet should go to the poor man because he will use it in my service.
I was going to reduce the rich man’s karma also by doing this and save the sailor also.
But you cancelled everything because you made your own plans.”
Moral — God has plans and justice for everyone….we just have to have patience!
source::::input from a friend of mine
Natarajan
He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, all men are not true.
But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician, there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,
Steer him away from envy,
if you can, teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can, the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun, and the flowers on a green hillside.
In the school teach him it is far honourable to fail than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people, and tough with the tough.
Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men…
but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good that comes through.
Teach him if you can, how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob and to stand and fight if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently, but do not cuddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
Let him have the courage to be impatient…
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order,
but see what you can do…
He is such a fine little fellow,
my son!
source::::input from a friend of mine…
Natarajan
Post by uma2806 on Apr 19, 2013 at 12:50pm
மூலம் : மஹாபெரியவா தரிசன அனுபவங்கள் – ஐந்தாம் பாகம்
நினைவு கூர்ந்தவர் : பி.எஸ். தேவராஜ சர்மா, பழையனூர்.
1978 ஏப்ரல் 13-ஆம் தேதி. மறுநாள் தமிழ் வருஷப் பிறப்பு. அன்றைய தினம் விடியற்காலையிலேயே பெரியவாளை தரிசித்துவிட வேண்டும் என்று உத்வேகம். முதல்நாளே தேனம்பாக்கம் சென்று, கிடைத்த இடத்தில் படுத்துக் கொண்டோம். முதலில் கண் விழிப்பவர், மற்றவர்களை எழுப்பிவிட வேண்டும் என்று ஒப்பந்தம்.
காலை மணி மூன்று முப்பது.
மின்சாரம் பாய்ந்தது போல் உடலில் ஓர் ஓட்டம்.
சட்டென்று கண்விழித்து எழுந்தோம்.
எதிரே, மஹாஸ்வாமிகள்! விபூதி, ருத்ராட்சம்.. மங்கிய விளக்கொளியில் காஷாயம் பளபளக்கிறது. யாருக்கும், பக்கத்தில் இருப்பவர் யார் என்று தெரியவில்லை; கண்ணில் படவில்லை. ஒரே ஒருவரை, அருட்புன்னகையுடன் நிற்கும் பரமேஸ்வரனை மட்டுமே கண்கொட்டாமல் பார்த்துக் கொண்டிருந்தோம். ஹரிக்கேன் விளக்கொளி வழிகாட்ட, பெரியவாள் வெளியே வந்து நடக்கத் தொடங்கினார்கள். முந்தைய இரவு அவ்வளவு பேசிய அவர், இப்போது மௌனம். நாற்பது பேர் பின் தொடர்ந்து சென்றோம்.
வரதராஜர் கோயில் தெற்கு வாசல் வந்ததும், விஷ்ணு ஸஹஸ்ரநாமம் சொல்லிக்கொண்டே, நான்கு மாடவீதிகளிலும் வலம் வந்தோம். வரும் வழியில் சாலையின் நடுவில், சாக்கடை நீர் ஓடிக் கொண்டிருந்தது. “பெரியவா எப்படிக் கடந்து செல்வார்கள்?” என்று நாங்கள் சிந்தித்துக் கொண்டிருந்தபோதே, பெரியவாள் ஒரே தாண்டாகத் தாண்டி சென்றார்கள்! (அனுமான் அம்சமும் இருக்குமோ?)
பிறகு தேனம்பாக்கம் திரும்பினோம். காமாட்சியை தரிசித்துவிட்டு, ஊர் திரும்பினோம். அந்த ஆண்டு முழுவதும், எனக்கு எல்லாத் துறைகளிலும் முன்னேற்றம்தான்.
1985-ஆம் ஆண்டு எனக்குக் காதில் வலி ஏற்பட்டு, எந்த வைத்தியத்துக்கும் கட்டுப்படாமல் போய், பெரிய ஆபரேஷன் செய்யவேண்டிய நிலை ஏற்பட்டு விட்டது.
பெரியவாளை தரிசனம் செய்யாமல், எப்படி ஆபரேஷனுக்குச் சம்மதிக்க முடியும்?
எண்கணிதத்தின்படி, என் பகை எண், ஏழு.
பெரியவாளுக்கு சமர்ப்பிக்க ஏழு ஆரஞ்சுப் பழங்களும் வில்வமாலையும் வாங்கிச் சென்றேன். பிற்பகல் இரண்டு மணி. பெரியவாள் மேனாவில் சாய்ந்து கொண்டிருந்தார்கள். பொதுப்படையாகச் சில கேள்விகளைக் கேட்டுக்கொண்டே, ஆரஞ்சுப் பழங்களை உரித்து உரித்து வைத்தார்கள். (என் தீவினைகளைத் தோலுரித்து விட்டார்கள் என்பதைப் பின்னால் புரிந்து கொண்டேன்).
ஆபரேஷனுக்கு முதல் நாள் மருத்துவமனைக்குச் சென்றேன். டாக்டர் என்னை நன்றாகப் பரிசோதித்தார்.
“உண்மையைச் சொல்லுங்கள். நான் கொடுத்த மருந்துகளைத் தவிர, வேறு எந்த மருந்துகளை உபயோகப்படுத்தினீர்கள்? வேறு எந்த டாக்டரிடம் போனீர்கள்?” என்று கேட்டார்.
“நான் வேறு எந்த டாக்டரிடமும் போகவில்லை; எந்த மருந்தும் போடவில்லை”.
“பயப்படாமல் சொல்லுங்கள். அந்த டாக்டர் கொடுத்த மருந்துகள் ரொம்ப effective-ஆக இருக்கின்றன. நான் அதைத் தெரிந்து கொண்டால், மற்றவர்களுக்கும் எழுதிக் கொடுப்பேனில்லையா?”
“டாக்டர்! உண்மையைத்தான் சொல்கிறேன். இரண்டு நாள் முன்னர் காஞ்சிபுரம் சென்று மஹாஸ்வாமிகளைத் தரிசித்து, பிரார்த்தித்துக் கொண்டேன். அவ்வளவுதான்.”
டாக்டரின் கண்களில் கண்ணீர் நிறைந்தது.
“உங்கள் காது நோய் குணமாகிவிட்டது. ஆபரேஷன் தேவையில்லை.”
வீட்டுக்கு வந்ததும், மனைவி – குழந்தைகளுக்கு ஏற்பட்ட ஆனந்தத்தை விளக்க வார்த்தைகளே இல்லை.
ஜெய ஜெய சங்கர! ஹர ஹர சங்கர!!
source::::periva.proboards.com
Natarajan
Read more: http://periva.proboards.com/thread/4130/vaitheeswarar#ixzz2RcforNdj
When the One manifests as Nature composed of the five Elements, do not imagine that its value is affected thereby. When a rupee is changed into ten paise coins, its value is not decreased at all. So too, see the Nature as the Supreme One with many manifestations, not as multiplicity of sense-impressions and attractions. Wherever your eye turns, whatever your ears hear, your fingers touch, your tongue tastes, your nose smells… take all to be God-filled. Do not allow mere sound, taste, etc. to captivate your senses. Practice to see the Divine, welcome and accept only such thoughts and feelings and discard the others. Sage Tukaram was once asked how can people keep this monkey-mind controlled from running after sensuous pleasures, the Sage advised, “Let the monkey mind run, you keep the body with you, do not let it go after the mind”. He encouraged, “Tell the mind, I shall not give you the body as your servant. Then the mind will desist and it can be defeated.”
All the five elements have been created by the Will of the Supreme. They have to be used with reverential care and vigilant discrimination. Reckless use of any of them will only rebound on you with tremendous harm. External nature has to be handled with caution and awe. So too, handle your inner ‘nature,’ your internal instruments! While the eye, the ear and the nose serve as instruments of knowledge about one particular characteristic (form, sound or smell) of Nature, the tongue makes itself available for two purposes: to judge taste and to communicate. So you must control the tongue with double care, since it can harm you physically and mentally. Without the control of the senses, spiritual practices (sadhana) are ineffective. If the senses are given full sway, it is like storing water in leaky pot. Pathanjali (the celebrated author of the Yogasuthras) said that if tongue is conquered, victory is yours.
When these five baby animals were all abandoned by their mothers their chances of survival were slim. But now the three lions, tiger, and spotted hyena are having a happier time at the Akwaaba Lodge in Rustenburg, South Africa, where they live under one roof. The animals share the same living enclosures and even share meal times together.
source:::::mailonline
Natarajan
A turtle survived a 15 minute fight with an alligator that failed to break its protective shell.
An alligator bites down with a force of up to 2,900 pounds of pressure but despite its strength, this reptile was still unable to crack the turtle’s shell.
Amazing photographs captured the tussle in the wild as the six foot South American alligator attempted to prise the shell open.
The images were taken by American wildlife photographer Patrick Castleberry, 51, who said he was astounded to find the turtle still alive after the alligator had abandoned it.
Mr Castleberry, who was studying herons in the Okefenokee Swamp, Georgia, said: ‘It was definitely turtle one, alligator nil.
source:::::mailonline UK
Natarajan
Landing at Turkey’s Anzac Cove (pictured) in 1915, little did many of these men know that their sacrifices would still be commemorated almost a century later. These extraordinary pictures were today released to mark the 98th anniversary of the Gallipoli landings on Anzac Day in Australia and New Zealand. The national remembrance day marks the anniversary of the first major military action by Australia and New Zealand during the First World War in 1915.
It also now more broadly commemorates all those who served and died in military operations in which the two countries have been involved.
The Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (Anzac) fought alongside their British, French and other allies at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War One.
On their way: Australians soldiers embarking at Melbourne to fight in World War One in December 1914. Some 8,000 Australian soldiers died at Gallipoli
Located on the western coast of the Dardanelles, the British hoped by eventually getting to Constantinople that they would link up with the Russians.
The intention of this was to then knock Turkey out of the war. A naval attack began on February 19 but it was called off after three battleships were sunk.
Then by the time of another landing on April 25, the Turks had been given time to prepare better fortifications and increased their armies sixfold.
Australian and New Zealand troops won a bridgehead at Anzac Cove as the British aimed to land at five points in Cape Helles – but only managed three.
The British still required reinforcements in these areas and the Turkish were able to bring extra troops onto the peninsula to better defend themselves.
A standstill continued through the summer in hot and filthy conditions, and the campaign was eventually ended by the War Council in winter 1915.
The invasion had been intended to knock Turkey out of the war, but in the end it only gave the Russians some breathing space from the Turks.
Turkey lost around 300,000 men and the Allies had 214,000 killed – more than 8,000 of whom were Australian soldiers, in a disastrous campaign.
Anzac Cove became a focus for Australian pride after forces were stuck there in squalid conditions for eight months, defending the area from the Turks.
The Anzac soldiers who arrived on the narrow strip of beach were faced with a difficult environment of steep cliffs and ridges – and almost daily shelling.
At the height of the fighting during the landings of April 25, 1915, the waters around the peninsula were stained red with blood at one point 50 metres out.
Fierce resistance from the under-rated Ottoman forces, inhospitable terrain and bungled planning spelt disaster for the campaign/
Among those who suffered the greatest losses were the Anzacs Australian and New Zealand Army Corps who made the first landings, swept by an unexpected current to a narrow cove rather than the wide beaches the planners intended.
War historian Charles Bean wrote: ‘That strongly marked and definite entity, the Anzac tradition, had, from the first morning, been partly created here’.
But despite the toll in human life, the campaign is seen as a landmark in the formation of national consciousness in the two countries.
The 25th of April was officially named Anzac Day in 1916.
And today tens of thousands of people across the world attended dawn services across the world as the centenary of Gallipoli nears.
They stood motionless in the dark to remember their fallen countrymen and women as they marked the anniversary of the landing.
source:::::mail online UK
Natarajan
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