Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year...........


If You Are Confident In What You Do Then Just Go Ahead And Do It.
Never Expect Anybody To Back You.
When Your Own Self Isn’t Reliable, Then How Come Others Would Be?
Its Not Their Fault Or Yours.
Tis The Nature’s Way To Make You Self Sufficient.
Self Oriented, Matured and above all A Strength of Faith Towards the Unseen Powerful God
There Is No Worst Obstacle Than Your Own Mind.
So Brave Your Mind and Your Heart, to Follow your Dream.
May God Bless You.

Wishing You All A Love Filled New Year



                                                Meena


Thursday, December 27, 2012

Childrens Day Speech


Today’s children are tomorrow’s responsible citizens of the country

Good Morning everyone. I am going to give a speech on Children’s day.

In India Children’s day is celebrated on November 14 to commemorate the birth anniversary of India’s first Prime Minister, Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru.

Nehru worked for the welfare of children and youngsters. He was fond of children and was called “Chacha Nehru”.
Children’s Day is not just a day to let the children have fun. It is a day to remember a leader who, laid the foundation to convert a sleepy nation into a world power.

On Children’s Day tribute is paid to all children in the world. Children are loved by one and all.
So I request, we children should decide to imbibe the values of discipline, silence, sense of order, cleanliness, beauty and other such values to become a good person in the society on this day.

Wishing you all a Happy Children’s day, I conclude.

Thank you

Meena


A Vote of Thanks during Christmas Celebration



Hark how the bells
Sweet silver bells
All seem to say
Throw cares away
That’s what Christmas is all about.
Honorable Chief Guest, Respected Reverend Manager, Loving Principal, Reverend Fathers, Loving Parents, teachers  and my dear friends.
As the curtain falls on a very special celebration, I am bestowed with the  privilege of thanking you all for your esteemed presence. Celebration without people is like a night sky without stars.
I on behalf of ________School would like to thank our chief guest ____________ for having graced this occasion to celebrate with the tiny tots of _____School, the very first Kindergarten Christmas. Thank you Sir/Fr.
Our manager has always extended his incessant support in all our activities and it is always a pleasure to have your presence Fr. So it is with a privileged heart, I thank you for your presence and your unfailing support, Thank you Fr.
If it weren’t for our loving principal we wouldn’t have had our own Little Christmas, giving us our first good memories of fun and frolic, an attitude to love and share and above all the very first kid Santa, who has been jingling all the way, Thank you very much Fr.
Parents are the very beam of our existence, if it weren’t for them, we would not have had this occasion to celebrate, so I from the bottom of my heart and on behalf of all my friends  thank all our parents for coming and being with us  here on this special occasion.

 Teachers are the light of our path. They are there to guide us and help us.  It’s their hard work that has brought out the best in all of us and made this programme so lustrous.  On behalf of everybody  here , I extend my sincere gratitude to all my teachers.
Without kids, this programme would have been drab. I would like to say to all my friends – the kids of ________ Kindegarten Section, the glowing stars of the occasion a Very Big Thank you.
Before concluding, I’d like to say Christmas is most truly Christmas when we celebrate it by giving the light of love to those who need it most.
May God bless you all with the courage to Pursue each noble quest
And grant this Christmas will be By far your happiest.
Wishing You all A Very Merry Christmas.
Thank You.

Meena




Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Diwali




    Hey guys!!! Happy Diwali!!! Its simply awesome to know that I am still in the middle of fire crackers and sweets. The whole place is filled with gaiety and glitter. The expression on the faces of both young and old is simply touching. All have a small smile lingering when they see the sparkler light or the rockets flying over rooftops, but the nostalgia of it all stays for the days that follow. I have had several Diwalis in my life. And I always think, why waste money on burning crackers, when there are hoards of people out there in the street who are looking at the same rockets but not enjoying the spectacle as their stomachs are crackling more louder than any crackers. The tears that flow when hunger calls is heart rending than any other tears.
          It was during one of my Diwali celebration that I met Mayur, a six year old rag picker, with his two street friends Radha and Sohail both near and above his age, all washed and scrubbed clean. They were going around houses collecting food from wherever they could get. The area where I stayed had the people more on street than in the house. And the people were very God fearing and human; even the stray dogs there had more food than they could survive.
 So coming back to Mayur, the trio got a lot of food to keep them alive for more than a week and they were happily munching their delicacies, when accident struck the group, one of the cracker misfired and directly burst on Mayur. Within no time it was a place of confusion and chaos. The place came to a standstill. It was not a personal issue, or a community issue, or a cultural issue or a colony issue, but of a call of one human to another, a connection of hearts. The men folks immediately grabbed the child to the hospital, but the kid didn’t survive. The money spent for ones own entertainment for both eyes and ears has really broken the borders and crossed into other’s lives. Was it worth it?
          Misfiring cannot be blamed by anybody, but why wait to misfire when we have it in us the choice to use our money for more worthier and wiser cause than burn it off into thin air. Remember that there are lot of Mayurs and Radhas and Sohails who are struggling for a morsel. The money you spend for fire crackers not only burns your pockets or holes the Ozone layer, it endangers life not only yours but others too. The choice is yours. Its all in your hand. Decide wisely.
Happy Diwali for Future.
Take care and bye
Meena

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Tears


Tears - The flood gate of the heart is the most heartrending master piece of God.
Tears – The undoing of oneself as well as others
Tears – The Best expression of sadness as well as happiness.
When we win, we cry.
When we lose we cry
When born, we cry
When we die, others cry

Wow!!!! That’s a lot of emotion in one Expression. But Why Tears? ??????? G aaaa wwwwddd its so messy!!! Handkerchiefs, nose blowing, bleary eyed, hiccups.......

Its because we are earthlings, we live like human beings. Hii Hi Hi!!!! Sorry, don’t misunderstand, as per scientists, we are the much more advanced stage of apes, a cloistered existence.
We are happy, when we get something and sad, when we lose. And in a day, how much losing and winning, hurts and comforts, pleasure and pressure takes place, God only knows. Is it worth it to go through all these on a daily basis? Don’t you think, that we really are in a mixer being churned and churned with all these experiences, life long? Come on guys, we’ll go on a journey.

Look at the nature around, (Oh! Not like that!!) Look as if you are looking at a master piece of an artist, for example “Mona Lisa of Da Vinci”

Now look at nature,  what’s the speciality? I’ll simplify it for you. “The Sun rises and sets and when the sun is not there the moon comes in and goes off and stars of different kinds are dusted here and there at night, that is celestial ritual and earthly ritual is days come and days go, seasons come and seasons go, months come and months go, life comes and life goes.” Its all a continuous process, there is no stopping of anything. Am I right?

Now turn to you, look deeply at you. “Are you really happy, in the sense that no sadness or happiness touches your heart? “Sorry, I know that question is insane, but that is the reason, we are all living for - to be always happy. Even though you have loads of money, there is something missing, when you find the right person to love, there is something missing, you have found the right house with all the specifications you wished for fulfilled, there is something flawed, Isn’t it? Is there a thing called eternal happiness or happily ever after?

Sure, there is and that is within your grasp. Do you want to achieve it? Well, I’m also with you, we’ll start the journey together.

I want you to try an experiment, “Write your name on a small stone and throw it very far into an open space. (Try not to throw it on anyone’s head, or else you could end up in eternal prison) Now find it back.” Just wait, I haven’t found mine, I’m still searching, hoping to find.” That is whom we are, searching for the nonexistent person. You might be famous or rich or talented, but in the inside you are void – Something missing.
Trying to fill up with things that we feel makes us happy. But to no avail. You will never be happy. For that you will have to fill that void, not by tears or happiness, but by love, by caring, sharing, giving, understanding, then you will come to know, that beyond these wordly pleasures and pleasures, the sun and the moon, the days and months, there is a place where time stands still, where sun never sets and death doesn’t touch , where, all are happy inside out. You might be wanting to know, where that place is, Its your heart filled with love. Only then you would be the real you – then the thrown stone would be found.

“Real Love doesn’t expect anything in Return. (There is no Give and take)
Real Love Has no half measure, only full measures,(Gives completely.)
Real Love is Unselfish (Doesn’t think of ones well being)
Real Love has no Goals (Lives in the present)”

I know, its unacceptable. But if you have to break the barrier of emotions and come out of the mixing machine, then live the moment with love and not with tears. “Can I pass you a secret, if you are going to live lovingly, then I guarantee, you would look perennially young and healthy. That is a naked fact”. Why don’t you try it?

Love

Meena

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Lost & Found



It was as usual, a sunny day and it was going to set, well naturally in the West. But my destiny had just risen in the East – a changed destiny. I was not in a situation where I could boast of anything because I was literally thrown out of my own home and along with it, I had nothing to say, as my own or a person to lean on. It was a moment where only a big chasm was in front. I was literally dead inside. I had no thought of my own. I went to the chapel, where I usually go every morning – the adoration convent, to say bye to my best friend, don’t think it’s a nun. Or anybody in person, it was Jesus. You might want to know, what I spoke then, well its easy to comprehend, I only asked Him, “After all these years of friendship, how did it end like this?”  You know what the reply would be (smile) “No comments”. Before getting up, I squeezed my eyes shut, don’t think I was crying, no I hadn’t any tears (generally a dead person don’t have tears), I made a last request, “Please God, don’t bring me back here. I have had enough, please do hear this, for just this once. I kissed the floor, the very last time and bid adieu to my very best friend, His abode and slowly walked off with no destination in mind, in search of her – the long lost girl, me. Hoping against hope that miracles do happen. Well! It didn’t happen, not so fast, but by then, I knew the people whom I had thought were friends and foes, their mentality, the words they uttered. It was not that good, to be frank, they were gutter minded. But life had a special way to take care of us in these situations – The cocoon of God’s Grace. I really cannot believe, that, never had I a moment of fear. All were taken care of for me, the people, whom I was going to meet, the place to stay, the job I was going to do and above all my life which I was going to lead, In short a well mapped life, but I had no role to play other than sit in it, the rest was taken care of. There wasn’t any situation, where I had to shed a single drop of tear, only my thoughts were the only thief who brought tears. Then I decided, its high time, I rein my thoughts and leave my life solely in the hands of the ever loving God and say the prayer, “Thy Kingdom come according to Thy Will. Amen” By then I found who I was, the very best masterpiece of God - Meena. 

I told you this, so that when a worst situation arises in your life, never get worried. Life has its worst and the very best, do not fall for it, because we are not the drivers of our life, we are the passengers,  the best thing to do is, sit and feel the wind in your hair, you'd love the ride, the rest will be taken care of, that's a promise, which would be fulfilled, only if you let it.

Take care, Bye

Meena

Saturday, October 6, 2012

My Family



“The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.” Says  Confucius, the Chinese philosopher.
Honorable Judges, respected teachers and my dear friends.

I’m here before you to speak about “My Family”.

 Grandpa,/ Granny, /papa, /amma, two sisters,/ a brother/ and myself is my family./ Grandpa a….lways plays with us children./ He has always time for me,/ answers all my questions./ Where as granny,/ smilingly sits beside grandpa peeling onions or cutting vegetables./ My dad  and my mom goes for job in the morning/ and returns by evening./  
My mother prepares yummy foods no matter how tired she might be /and helps me in my studies./ She gives me bath / washes my clothes/ and puts me in bed along with my siblings./
Though my father is firm,/ he is a loving man./ he has never punished me./ He always ensures, that I do not misuse my things. / He instilled in me to be honest./
My sisters are elder and my brother is younger to me. In short my family is a b…..ig family.
I’d like to say an incident which made me love my family more. /One day,/ I lost my science notebook./ I couldn’t find it in my class. / I searched it everywhere, /my bag, /my class neighbours’ bag,/ my shelf /and wherever possible./ But nowhere was it found. /
 I reached home and told my grandpa about it /and together we rummaged the whole house/ but to no avail. /I lost heart,/ I couldn’t play/ or eat /or sleep,/ that evening, my mother asked me to take my science book/  I couldn’t lie to her./ So I, /with brimming eyes and trembling lips,/ told the truth./ She was surprised at first, /but she just patted my shoulder and said,/”Don’t worry, we’ll do something for it/ adding, /you will have to say this to papa./
I shut my eyes tight,/ thinking of what lay in store for me/ and deathly worried,/  waiting for my papa to arrive./ At la….st,/ he arrived./ I waited for him to get relaxed /and the moment came for the judgment. /I looked at grandpa/ and he gave me a thumbs up sign and a wink./ I nodded,/ took a dee…eep breath/ and slowly went to my parents room./ My dad was reading the newspaper./ He looked at me./ my heart plummeted,/ I felt, he was not in a good mood,/ but since I had already planned to stand on the guillotine,/ I told my truth with a sinking heart./ He took a deep breath/  folded and placed the paper on the table beside him/ and got up with a serious face………/
and Lo Behold!! /He took me in his arms and embraced me tightly and said,/ “I’m really proud of you, my child./ You spoke the truth./That’s enough/ Not to worry/ we’ll buy a new book /and write the whole notes.” /I couldn’t believe my ears. /
My grief and the fear which was kept in check, burst out and flowed freely./  Hearing me howl, /all the family members came and patted my back and consoled me./ Then I knew, why I love my family, /because, /they love me. They are my strength. /
Family is one of nature's masterpieces, which is irreplaceable. I’ll cherish it till the very end of my life.

Thankyou


Take care and be happy.

With  Love

Meena



Friday, September 14, 2012

My Best Day


 Today I was thinking, which is my best day of my life. So I started evaluating, what should be my criteria for selecting that special day. Good food? Or Loved ones around? or feeling loved and cherished?  The day, when my wishes were granted? Well I hadn’t a clue on that, but still I thought I’ll just evaluate all the above criteria.

I feel, food is a necessity and not a luxury. To be able to eat all sorts of food is a blessing and to have food three times a day is a great blessing and to have tasty food at that is even more great a blessing.
I have been with people of different religion, caste, creed, state and nationality my entire life. And all have given me more respect and love than bargained. That doesn’t mean, that I haven’t had my share of humiliations and hatred. I have had more than enough. I just let it pass by, no hard feelings.
It’s the attitude one generates around others is what matters in the end.
            My wishes are to hear the birds sing, to eat tasty food, sweet scent of flowers, to be able to smile, just for the fun of smiling, a small breeze, the silence, sit idly, able to do an act of kindness, to be able to sleep and to have one very best friend, who really understands, cares, be with me during both happy and unhappy times.
            To be frank, when I assessed my life, I was very surprised to note, that I am one of the lucky few, who has all the above wishes fulfilled and I do not want it to stop. I’ll cherish it till the very last breath of my life – This moment.
            Everybody has got the opportunity to savour every moment  of life by living ones best moment. So why fret on the negatives, when we have all the positive energy around. Be with the moment and live the moment and that would be the best day of life. Mine has been every day and I love my life. As someone told. Write your hurts on sand and good on stone, then there wouldn't be any moment of regret.

Take care.

Bye

Meena


                                                            

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Love Thy Neighbour As Thy Self


We can't do great things in this life . . . 
We can only do small things with great love.
 

-- Mother Theresa

One day a man was walk­ing along the beach when he noticed
a boy pick­ing some­thing up and gen­tly throw­ing it into the ocean.
Approach­ing the boy, he asked, “What are you doing son?”
The boy replied, “Throw­ing starfish back into the ocean. 
The waves are up and the tide is going out.  If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.”
“Son,” the man said, “don’t you real­ize there are miles and miles of beach and hun­dreds of starfish? 
You can’t make a difference!”
After lis­ten­ing politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish,
and threw it back into the waves.  Then, smil­ing at the man, he said…”
I made a dif­fer­ence for that one.”

Each action has its importance, In this story, the boy was trying to save the starfish. No one is going to give him any awards for saving the star fishes and the star fishes are not going to thank him either, for saving their life, the boy knows it, but still he does it, why?..... because, he cares…. He  values his service and he knows that he has done something lasting, something memorable for all the star fishes he threw in the ocean.  

Likewise, whatever small things  you do in real life, do it with love and care, it makes a lot of difference . Just know that the power to make a small difference in the life of others is in you.  Sometimes, there would not be anybody to appreciate you. But still, don’t let this opportunity pass by because, the difference is being made in your life.  
  

Fill each moment with small, kind acts. And you’ll fill your life with great and lasting love & value for yourself.

Bye & Take Care


Meena

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Thinking Of You



                I have heard, thoughts travel fast and it is the most best means to communicate too. But last day, I had the weirdest experiences which made me think, “How come?”
I was thinking of my friend who was states away from me. It had been months, since I contacted her. So I thought, I’ll make a call. I called and the very first thing, she said was, “Miss, I had been really wishing, that you called and for the past two days, she was doing just that. (You might think, why didn’t she call. She didn't have my number). Then I knew that what the sages said is true. Thoughts really can communicate because the  two days, she had told, was indeed bogged with thoughts of the said friend and making my heart mushy and making me feel to call her, but several reasons cropped up to postpone the act. But in the end, I called and the feeling stopped. “Why is it so?”
Well, the explanation is thus, “Thoughts too are made of atoms. Just like electricity, these atoms, when sent out to nature,  immediately knocks the life wire of the person, whom we have thought of  and naturally, the message reaches them, the moment the thought was formed in us. What do you think? If you’re against it, then you’re free to voice it.

Best of luck and take care and better stop thinking

Meena

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

LIE


            This story I read from the net. Its about a shop owner who sold chicken. He was a very successful man. So his chicken were sold almost by afternoon. One day, the lady, who was literally his neighbour came to buy chicken and only one was left in his shop. She asked for  chicken and he weighed the one he had and it was nearly 2 kgs. So she said, she’d like to have a chicken which was more than 2 kgs. So he put the chicken back and took it out again and weighed it and it weighed more than 2 kgs. So she asked to dress and pack the two chickens. Just imagine the situation of the shop keeper.
            Lie is one thing which comes in different colours and white lie is very famous. As per human culture, we are allowed to say white lie. But whatever the colour, lie would always be a lie, don’t you think? How about truth,  which is colourless, most of the time and also its consequences too but it really brings peace of mind.
            Life has its ups and downs but if you think that lie can save you, then you are in a bubble world, you will be safe until the bubble bursts and after that, you get a name tag too “Liar”. Would you like to have it? And no one would ever believe you. Do you like that? I hope not.
            The words we use on a daily basis can really turn our destiny. They should not be turned or twisted because its like a rubber, they return back to its normal state. So the truth would ultimately come out in the open. So don’t think that you can hide behind a lie, just like the ostrich hiding its head in the sand, when he sees danger. So try not to chicken out from facing the truth and speaking it out, who knows, it might really save you from lots of heart ache and acidity. Well, you can become an icon too. Why don’t you try?

Take care and Be Happy

Meena

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Sister Act

          Yesterday I watched the movie, Sister Act. I do not know, how many times, I have watched this movie. But it has really moulded my life a lot. The main character, Sister Mary Clarence, who has a past, is running away from it and gets into the most sanctified of places, where she feels suffocated. But eventually her life changes or lets say, she gets transformed. She is involved in what she likes best, singing. The funny part is the mother superior, who couldn’t tolerate Sr. Mary Clarence gave her duty to sing as punishment. But that became a blessing for both the sisters. She not only bloomed but helped the other sisters who got stagnant in their call to serve God renew their love for God and brought the people around to know God. In the process Sr. Mary Clarence was relieved from her past.
          That is life, a maze and the people, the pointers. Some help us to lead to our destination very quickly. Those people are the people who hurt us more. We should be thankful to them because we would never be able to reach our destination, like Judas, when he betrayed Jesus. I would always think, if Judas was not there how would the plan of God fulfill in Jesus. So if it were not for the hurting people we would always repeat our life experiences again and again. Just imagine So be thankful for these people and go forward with your goal, find God. Those people if rectified of the actions and repent, then better or else, they are doomed. Try not to be the people who hurt others because you will have to bear the consequences. That is the uniqueness of our identity.
          In short, know that there is a goal for everybody - find God. Or else God would really turn tables until we find Him. That is why He has put hurting people. If we are in the right track, that is when we change hearts and clear all the cobwebs of our own past deeds. So as all religions preach, good deeds can clear bad karma. Do something nice and get to find the right way to God or you’ll always be in the maze not knowing how to get out.
 Take care & Be happy.
Meena
         

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Frail Hope

          I had not known the value of hope until I lost it. It was not that bad. I had lost the sense to feel. I was normal outwardly. No tears, just smile, in short I was an automaton. I had nothing to lose or gain just a dead person inside. It was at that time I happened to stay with a group of nursing students. Seeing their work schedule and their daily routine, there was nothing. Their life was just like mine, a robotic life, work, sleep and eat, but they had one more thing, which I hadn’t, lots of expectations and hope. Its good, they have just stepped into life. Its just a beginning for them. If ever they talk, it was about their patients, their diseases, the doctors, the other staff, the complaints, the gossip.
          In all these talk, there was one thing in common on a daily basis. Most of the patients didn’t want to live. 90% were poison cases. They consume all the weird poisons, I have ever heard, one consumed Neurobion, its actually a B complex tablet, another, toilet cleaner, Yuck!!! another Paracetamol, and another floor cleaner, Ugh!!!! but the most weird one I have ever heard was, a patient consumed mosquito repellent, which we get in small bottles (All Out). Luckily no one died. But the funniest matter was all the patients were male. Just imagine! The Macho Man with Poison? How the world has changed. But for me, whether male or female, when one loses hope, it’s the same- Death. But death is not an answer to all maladies - Life is. Try to live and make a difference, even if it is not for you, at least for someone out there, who knows, it might be your turning point.
          So I think, I’ll have to start from scratch. Don’t lose hope. I haven’t. For me life is too good to be squandered for trivial problems. Live life and break free of all tangles
Bye, Take Care.
Meena

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A Hospital Without Medication

            I go to this place every year to have my system checked up – A Thorough Check Up. It was not a 'one fine day morning decision', It has now become a yearly tryst. “As you all have heard about the saying “Precaution is Better Than Cure.” I make sure, that I do my thorough check and do the necessary rectification, before my system shuts down wholly. You might be thinking about which  place and which system.
            The place is a Retreat centre, and the system, my soul. Now you might be thinking, why all these junky talk. Anyway do hear me first.
So, this year, as usual, my spiritual clock went off when my last year’s spiritual energy started dwindling, I really started getting so much screwed up and a feeling of loneliness and depression started to creep in,  I knew then, “Meena, it's time to look around for a place to recharge your energy. But there was a problem, I didn’t know any place where I could literally leave my Self into the hands of God. So as usual my Lord, intervened. He brought an opportunity on my door step. So when the knock came, it came from my own roommate, Lilly Bernard. It happened like this, “Didi, I’m going for a retreat, I really do not feel comfortable going there alone.” And that’s how, I grabbed the opportunity to go to Faridabad, Divine Retreat Ashram. And I do not know whether you would believe it or not, my initiation to spiritual retreat was from their mother house Potta, in Kerala,   and consecutive years many a retreats followed. My first experience with this group of spiritualists was simply AWESOME!!!!! Seeing the multitude of people, I thought there was some sort of religious festival going on as India is a land of festivals and celebrations and for this all join without any inhibitions and it stays only for some hours or might be a day.when I came to book the room did I know that they too have come for attending the retreat. I thought of returning back. I really didn’t feel comfortable in the rush. And I was thinking again and again, would anything be possible in this rush. But seeing is believing. The end result is one and only one, people are happy and they return. Anyway, we’ll come to the Faridabad centre, I was very happy, when I knew that it was the branch of Kerala Centre.
            You might think, why should I be so happy. I had a friend, a little on the old side of age. She said to me when I decided to go to the retreat, “If you’re planning to go for a retreat, you should start with Divine, in Potta or Muringoor. I was a bit piqued, I asked her what’s the speciality of the place. She smiled and said, “You’ll know after the retreat, why break the suspense so early?” I shrugged off and I followed her advice. Now you might want to know, why, right? Well, you too will have to wait because I’m here to write about my experience in Faridabad. The first thing that attracted me was the peacefulness of the place, it might be because I stepped in before 8 in the morning, but in general it was very peaceful, we could feel that we are stepping into the precincts of a church, only when I stepped in I knew, it was not because of that there were less people. There were people, priests, sisters, lay people, people, who had come for the retreat, but they were silent – a very important necessity in a place. So we were allotted a very good room, very neat place and very spacious and the necessary accessories to make our stay comfortable. That in itself was a relief. We were four in number, except for me and another friend Elgeena, the other two, Lilly and Somari were physically sick. Somari was terribly sick. We were given breakfast. We all united in a hall at the stipulated time and all went well, the first day, with introductions and classes. The speciality of these classes is, it is taken by well educated and spiritually experienced teachers. Why these specification of qualification of the teachers. It's very very important because we are treading a path to the unknown, the soul, which very few have known, they are guiding us. It’s like a tight rope walk, one misstep and there lies our doom. That is one speciality of this place, they give a very strong foundation to the initiation to spiritual life. It's a very important facet of their healing. They do not take us for a joy ride, blindfolded. They make sure that we are aware of each and every aspect of our soul and the spiritual connection which leads us to physical well being along with spiritual healing.
            So Somari and Lilly had their share of physical discomforts on the first day, but they persisted to stay to hear the classes of the retreat, both are illiterate, but they liked all the classes on the first day, they were happy, but I have never seen Somari smile when she was staying in the hostel, she was always angry. Even if we smile at her, she looks at us like an alien. So her facial expression remained the same and I thought it might be due to her physical discomfiture. So if you want to know about Somari, she is a Hindu. She met with an accident in her work place, she had fallen from a four storeyed building and broke her hip and the back bone into two, but she didn’t die and she was bedridden and she was alone and the nuns of our hostel did all the work for her. Seeing her pathetic situation, they decided to take her to Faridabad to pray because they had faith in the prayers of the place and the priests and nuns and the director, Fr. Joby and they believed that Somari would walk. So our Somari was taken there and after the prayers the first day, Somari, with a broken backbone and a hip and the verdicts of the doctors that she would never walk in her life started walking and that too in front of many  people. That spectacle was very heart rending because, when we see it will we have tears streaming down. All cried, me too.
Somari had lots of other problems and all these problems, she came and cured it in this place. Now she has a wound which would never heal, according to her body immunity and health, she has no other diseases, which hinders her body from healing the wound, nobody could understand. So the nuns decided to take both Lilly and Somari to this retreat Ashram which was organising the inner healing retreat for four days. That is why I too joined them for company. For me, the retreat was my lifeline, they didn’t know but they were happy with my presence because I could help them with their luggages, no sweat because I really need their help in directing myself to this place.
So we are in that retreat. Somari was the same, no smile, always discomfort, etc...On the third day, the Ashram provided counselling to those who needed. So Somari was also given counselling. She got a very good counsellor. He immediately knew what her ailment was. He asked her, some questions and she was sitting poker faced because counselling is a personal affair, only the counsellor and the person knows, what is spoken. Then I saw him speaking to her and she was nodding and then she broke out crying. She couldn’t stop her tears. She cried and cried and then the counsellor prayed for her. She returned back to attend the testimonies of people who once were sitting in our seats. She continued her tears and by evening break, she was a changed person. She started smiling. I could feel she was happy. I was relieved. I knew, she was healed, she had forgiven and to be frank, only then I knew that she was a very good looking girl and I told her so and to smile regularly and this advice goes for you too guys, ok?
That evening a miracle happened, her urinary infection was cured and her wound started healing. She was very very happy. Only when she told me that she was cured of urinary infection did I know that she was suffering from it. That is one disease which is very difficult to sit for long time and the burning sensation, the pain in the lower abdomen. I really salute her for the strain and the suffering she took upon herself to get the healing. Anyway God worked miracles, not only for her but all of us and the whole congregation who attended that retreat, seeing the number of testimonies given, we will have to believe, that this place is indeed a hospital without medication. But the admission is for the selected few because we are chosen by God. It's for the people, who are ready to tread the path towards God. It's for the people who really needs a change or else, we would have lots of reasons, not to go. Anyway, reason or no reason, I too received my share of gifts, which for me is priceless and am still wonderstruck by the depth of it. So now I hope you understood why my friend asked me to go to Divine?
If not, then I’ll say it myself, you’ll never deviate from the path of God, first trodden. The base is strong and you could face the world easily and the faith towards God is unshakeable. So I would also recommend you the same. May the Spirit of God guide you. I forgot to say one thing, this part is written after a week of the retreat, Somari is still smiling and Lilly was cured of her ear infection and partial deafness along with her rheumatism. Praise The Lord.

Bye and Take Care.
Meena

Monday, January 30, 2012

Dog, Friend of Man?

            I had a picture of Delhi before I arrived, its usually, the best view, which they project in news channels and news papers – A clean Delhi, usually it would be the Red Fort and its road, where not a strand of hair lies on roads and coming from the airport too, I didn’t have a clue, what was awaiting me, then it started trickling bit by bit, garbage, here and garbage there, then the dogs – stray dogs. I was shocked to see it, as Delhi is famous for Animal Welfare Societies who treats the animals with much care and voicing all sort of legal issues in papers, that I was struck with the pathetic situation of the dogs here. Since it was dark, I didn’t have much option of going to look for it, but to settle for the night.
Dogs are the best friend of Man. That I cannot deny but when the dog overgrows from friend to a burden, then what would be the situation of the dog? Well it has to roam about the streets, naturally and ultimately be a stray dog. These stary dogs don’t abstain from affairs of procreation. Then its situation become bad to worse, searching for food in the garbage or in front of hotels or houses, sleep anywhere where it feels safe. But we think about their pathetic situation only when it becomes a nuisance to the society.
 So I settled in a place where I would say, that the pulse of the common man beats. I have a habit of going for a morning walk and a spiritual rendezvous in one go. Usually I start at 5:30 am. Walk real fast and reach my destination, out of breath, better ask why? The stray dogs, Here the stray dogs are more than the residents. Its all over the place, on car tops, roads, pavements, cycle rickshaws, until then I liked to travel in cycle rickshaws, but seeing a dog, sitting in it, I now do have second thoughts, in travelling in it. Its not that I do not like dogs, I do like it, but the fleas and the dirt of the street on the dog do get transmitted to human beings, don’t you think so? But it cannot be openly aired, can we? Anyway, I have to look my well being, so I opt for my two leg ride.
The residents are much more kind hearted, they are very generous and so they give a share of their food to the society’s back street strayed residents at the back of their houses or in street corners. Now all the by lanes are full of food left by the dogs, the poor strays have a choice of what they could eat, after consuming an extravagant meal, I think the stomach starts troubling them. They defecate everywhere and the street sweepers sweep around the poop but not take it away  completely. Some poop are so watery that it looks like a slurry and the cows do add to the misery, by giving their share of bowel cleaning. Usually what I do is not walk, but jump from one clean place to the other. In India, we have a ritual of seeing a best sight before going to work or for the day to be good, but seeing all these I feel the day of a delhiite is mushy, I think, their sensation for responding has gone. And the sad situation is that the old residents sit around the poop with the flies on it. But we forget one factor, what we are bringing upon us.
The Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) deemed pet waste a “nonpoint source of pollution” in 1991, which put poop in the same category as oil and toxic chemicals!
It has been estimated that a single gram of dog waste can contain 23 million fecal coliform bacteria, which are known to cause cramps, diarrhea, intestinal illness, and serious kidney disorders in humans. EPA even estimates that two or three days’ worth of droppings from a population of about 100 dogs would contribute enough bacteria to temporarily close a bay, and all watershed areas within 20 miles of it.
Dog feces are one of the most common carriers of the following diseases:
·        Heartworms
·        Whipworms
·        Hookworms
·        Roundworms
·        Tapeworms
·        Parvo
·        Corona
·        Giardiasis
·        Salmonellosis
·        Cryptosporidiosis
·        Campylobacteriosis
Two days back, a she-dog, gave birth to  a litter in my street, to be frank in front of our gate. It was a nightmare for the pedestrians, thinking that her puppies would be attacked, she attacked all passers by, the children were the most aggrieved. They ran and it followed them. Then I asked one of my colleagues, what does the Delhi Municipality do? My colleague was not aware of all those things. She said, who has time for all these? Then I knew, they accepted whatever was put into the platter without a murmur. But where would it lead? I’m sure, we don’t have to be Anna Hazare to make a change. There are lots of unsung heroes, who have contributed their share of their capability to make our lives easy, but we cannot wait for these guys to relieve us from our problems. It is in our hands, we should be the heroes of our society, not with big announcements and banners, but by creating an awareness within friends, neighbours and together asking the help of the Delhi Municipality and the concerned people like Animal  Welfare Societies, etc..Then we join together and slowly help clean one place after another. Just imagine when a rain comes, what will happen to the wastes? We literally would bathe in it won’t we?
There is an old saying, face is the mirror of the heart and Delhi is the face of India and if it is in such a pathetic situation, its not the authorities or the media or the bureaucrats or the politician who is to be blamed, it is each one of us, who occupy the space, of this land. We citizens, should be aware of our living standards. Its not the house, the car and the luxuries, that should dictate the standards of our lives, it should be the surroundings and the people who live around us, that should be the criteria, we should live for. We can aid our bureaucrats to help them make our city clean. And help put up lots of Animal Shelters and help them by donating some money or services to do their work properly and provide all the stray dogs a shelter, so that they are safe from not only other dogs, but also from the diseases and human interference. And Delhi needs the presence of mind and your services badly. Why don’t we join with our dogly friends?

Meena Thomas


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Sunday, January 29, 2012

Problems....Problems..

Yesterday I attended a mass service of the seventh day of demise of a nun. I had no personal contact with the nun, but my invitation rose from the friendly neighbour relationship. So when the bishop who was presiding the mass, highlighted the nun’s personality, I was awed by the different facets he touched about the nun. And he concluded with a phrase which really moved me. She is a person who smiles even when her heart is breaking and I was awed by this comment from a bishop, so how much hardships she might have gone through, to bring such a comment?
Life is too full of problems, big, small, fat, thin, long, short, goes the criteria of problems. Human being has an inbuilt mechanism to solve problems. But the way he utilises is the problem. There are two ways to solve it. One, by running away from it and the other by facing it. Whether facing or running, there are different routes, people utilize it.
I had a friend, a farmer, who had a small financial problem. He took a loan from his friends to alleviate from the problem and in order to return the money, he loaned from small money lenders and then to repay the debt, he took a big loan from the bank mortgaging his land and his house. And then he couldn’t repay the interest of the mortgage losing all his property. Here my friend, faced the problem by trying to solve it. But he actually was running away from the fact, that he should have to work out the problem of creating an income which could solve his financial crisis and work hard to achieve his goal. Instead he took the easy way out. This same situation rose to another of my friend. He too a farmer. He immediately went to the market and bought some seeds which could bring yield within a short period of time and generates income twice weekly – vegetable cultivation. He immediately did the necessary preparation of the land for cultivation and after two months, he started earning a regular income. He after 6 months, not only repaid his debts but started his own new venture. That is the difference between running and facing problems. When you face a problem, there would be an end to it, if we are running, then be sure you are in a quicksand, you would be immersed in the problem within no time.
        The first and foremost, you have to take a problem as an opportunity. In the above two cases, the first man took the opportunity to beg money from others and thereby forfeiting his  own property and tripling the amount of debt along with his maligned reputation and above all destroying relationships, while the second one was much more shrewd, he used his know how and worked hard, he not only cleared his debt, but he started a new venture in the process. So now you have a choice, whether you want to be the first or the second person, when a problem arise. But don’t think you’d be free of problem, it's the second skin of man. So face the problem wisely.
Bye and Take care.

Meena