Tuesday, September 6, 2005

gush of thoughts

It surely wasn’t the gusts of cold breeze sweeping across the bedroom that awoke me this morning.
Perhaps it was the sweet fragrance of jasmine that the languid wings of breeze carried onto themselves into my nostrils.
I rose from my bed and stretched my self real well. The stretch was a great sensation and is a ritual I abhor to skip each morning.
As I slipped into my “ mojhe”(kholapure styled leather slip ons) I pondered as to what the new day would bring to me.
I ambled across the ceramic floor of the room to the bathroom I could feel the gushes of cold breeze sweeping across the room onto my bare hairy chest and into my locks of hair on my head.

As I picked up my toothpaste and groped for the toothpaste a thought just flashed in my mind. “We live in a world that often focuses on the importance of making money.
For many people, it has become their obsession. . But for many of us, we have a stronger inner need, a desire for peace at home.”

I said to myself “Do you think for one minute that this thought is occurring to you
this moment as a result of an accident? Not a chance! You need to pay
attention to this immediately - your happy and abundant life may depend on
it. There are no accidents in life, and just like your life has a purpose, so
does this time sensitive message.

It is a rare occasion when something comes along so powerful and so deep
that you can literally have the best part of you awakened and reveals the
magnificence that your life is meant to be.

The purpose of this thought I reckoned is to introduce you to something that will lead
you along a beautiful pathway to a heavenly life. Was it??

I pondered deeply as I was executing those long stokes with the brush on my molars How can I make mylife happy? .
The heap of clothes in the plastic net hold on reminded me of by broken washing machine. Eureka, eureka, it dawned to me –another Brand new washing machine.

All I did was to give the dealer a call and as of today my wife operates the machine and has also taught the housemaid the complete operation.
After being poorer by eleven thousand rupees I still don’t rue the decision as whenever I move round in my house my wife flashes me the big smile.

Moral: TO HANDLE UR SELF USE UR HEAD TO HANDLE OTHERS USE UR HEART.