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ORIGINAL THOUGHT
This is one of my real
experience that i gonna share with all of you guys.In my college days
our teacher organized a blog competition.These blogs has to be posted
on our college website.Our teacher even appointed a BLOG GURU to judge
this.The best blogger will receive a grand prize .As usually we are up
to the task and try to be the best blogger in the class.
All the student have written blogs on various topics .For example some related to their homeland,laughter therapy,advantage of code less programming over coded programming ,terrorist activities on major cities,so on and so forth.
There are certain instruction given to us regarding this competition.That the blogger should not copy content from the net.Every blog should have its own originality.And the originality of the blog have to be clarified by the BLOG GURU.And the blog which will receive plenty of comments along with it originality will won the competition.
We all have participated with great enthusiasm as the prize was a suspense one.So we all wrote a blog and waited for the day when the best blogger has to be chosen. Eventually the day came when the result has to be announced.We all waited eagerly for the result.
Finally the BLOG GURU came and announced the result.We are surprised or say like we are shocked by the result.All the blogger who have posted their blog does
not pass the originality test the BLOG GURU has rejected the blog in which he found a a para or subject have been copied from the net. We became very disappointing with this.And also a little bit of angry with the judge.
But as we know that every competition have a champion.So finally the judge announced a name .The name was unknown to us .Later we come to know that the winner was a 5yrs child of a student in our college who wrote something about his parents.It is single line.
I love my parents very much.They are like God to me.
And his subject was GOD AND OUR PARENTS we all get stunned by this .But we came to know a cruel truth that the originality comes from a Clear and Purified Mind its comes from Deep Within The Heart.
The only reason that this blog has won was that who ever has seen the blog remembered their parents and commented about what their parents mean to them.
The message that I am trying to convey was that our parents have spend their whole life in giving us comfort and all happiness.
How often do we remember them?
I WILL BE VERY HAPPY IF YOU LEAVE YOUR COMMENT ABOUT YOUR PARENTS AND HOW MUCH YOU LOVE THEM
All the student have written blogs on various topics .For example some related to their homeland,laughter therapy,advantage of code less programming over coded programming ,terrorist activities on major cities,so on and so forth.
There are certain instruction given to us regarding this competition.That the blogger should not copy content from the net.Every blog should have its own originality.And the originality of the blog have to be clarified by the BLOG GURU.And the blog which will receive plenty of comments along with it originality will won the competition.
We all have participated with great enthusiasm as the prize was a suspense one.So we all wrote a blog and waited for the day when the best blogger has to be chosen. Eventually the day came when the result has to be announced.We all waited eagerly for the result.
Finally the BLOG GURU came and announced the result.We are surprised or say like we are shocked by the result.All the blogger who have posted their blog does
not pass the originality test the BLOG GURU has rejected the blog in which he found a a para or subject have been copied from the net. We became very disappointing with this.And also a little bit of angry with the judge.
But as we know that every competition have a champion.So finally the judge announced a name .The name was unknown to us .Later we come to know that the winner was a 5yrs child of a student in our college who wrote something about his parents.It is single line.
I love my parents very much.They are like God to me.
And his subject was GOD AND OUR PARENTS we all get stunned by this .But we came to know a cruel truth that the originality comes from a Clear and Purified Mind its comes from Deep Within The Heart.
The only reason that this blog has won was that who ever has seen the blog remembered their parents and commented about what their parents mean to them.
The message that I am trying to convey was that our parents have spend their whole life in giving us comfort and all happiness.
How often do we remember them?
I WILL BE VERY HAPPY IF YOU LEAVE YOUR COMMENT ABOUT YOUR PARENTS AND HOW MUCH YOU LOVE THEM
Comment 1: By Vasudevan Vasudevan on 07th Oct 2008
In a child's world parents are everything ,giving
them love and security almost like god.When one
grows old parents become a thing of the past and
pass into oblivion.Even then there are occasions
when memories of parents make a flash appearence
and takes you back in time to remind us of their
love and affection. Here is one such flash that
occured to me.
Friday, October 3, 2008 (blog.co.in)
My meditation guru - My dad
A calm state of mind
By meditation by ways
Bhakti Japa or Hatha yoga
Did never work for me.
My roving eyes do not shut
Even for a little while.
Forget about focusing them
Between eye brows two.
How to calm my agitated mind
And be at piece with myself?
I pondered deep on ways
That would suit me fine.
Seek a guru, the scriptures say;
And gurus these days
Do not come so cheap.
Jasmine in one’s own backyard
Lacks fragrance fine;
So goes a maxim Malayalam.
So I turned to turf at home
And saw a photo of my father dear.
A simple man was he
And with abilities too modest
To hold ambitions great.
His foot prints not to be seen
In any sands of time.
I recalled his day’s routine
And the mundane tasks he did.
Lover of cooking and a master cook;
How he cut the vegetables fine,
An envy of a student of Botany.
The kitchen he kept
So orderly and clean
As that of a chemist renowned.
His clothes he cleaned
And let hang for a dry,
Spotless white
And crisp as an A4 paper sheet.
How in summers hot
He cut for us mangoes sweet.
With skin neatly peeled
To rid of hard and bitter feel.
The pieces cut in plates arranged
For us kids for a hearty bite;
He drank this scene
Of sight of us eating with joy.
He bound books for us
At beginning of year at school.
A sight to see that we watched in glee!
How he cut the paper straight
And covered the books with tender care.
We held them and smelled them
And liked the feel of the corners sharp;
An envy of our mates at school.
I remember his face
At all these tasks
Focused well with eyes so keen;
The visage of his
No less fine
Than of Michel Angelo
Chiseling out his Pieta.
A man low of rank,
Who knew not how to meditate.
At one’s task with dedication
To reach perfection
May be, his trick to meditation.
Dr.T.N.Vasudevan
Dr.T.N.Vasudevan
Friday, October 3, 2008 (blog.co.in)
My meditation guru - My dad
A calm state of mind
By meditation by ways
Bhakti Japa or Hatha yoga
Did never work for me.
My roving eyes do not shut
Even for a little while.
Forget about focusing them
Between eye brows two.
How to calm my agitated mind
And be at piece with myself?
I pondered deep on ways
That would suit me fine.
Seek a guru, the scriptures say;
And gurus these days
Do not come so cheap.
Jasmine in one’s own backyard
Lacks fragrance fine;
So goes a maxim Malayalam.
So I turned to turf at home
And saw a photo of my father dear.
A simple man was he
And with abilities too modest
To hold ambitions great.
His foot prints not to be seen
In any sands of time.
I recalled his day’s routine
And the mundane tasks he did.
Lover of cooking and a master cook;
How he cut the vegetables fine,
An envy of a student of Botany.
The kitchen he kept
So orderly and clean
As that of a chemist renowned.
His clothes he cleaned
And let hang for a dry,
Spotless white
And crisp as an A4 paper sheet.
How in summers hot
He cut for us mangoes sweet.
With skin neatly peeled
To rid of hard and bitter feel.
The pieces cut in plates arranged
For us kids for a hearty bite;
He drank this scene
Of sight of us eating with joy.
He bound books for us
At beginning of year at school.
A sight to see that we watched in glee!
How he cut the paper straight
And covered the books with tender care.
We held them and smelled them
And liked the feel of the corners sharp;
An envy of our mates at school.
I remember his face
At all these tasks
Focused well with eyes so keen;
The visage of his
No less fine
Than of Michel Angelo
Chiseling out his Pieta.
A man low of rank,
Who knew not how to meditate.
At one’s task with dedication
To reach perfection
May be, his trick to meditation.
Dr.T.N.Vasudevan
Dr.T.N.Vasudevan
Comment 2: By prabeen patra on 19th Sep 2008
You are best writer to best blog
only one word to explain you
The No.1
only one word to explain you
The No.1
Comment 3: By Sonia V on 18th Sep 2008
love my family
Comment 4: By Rajesh G on 17th Sep 2008
Love for parents can't be expressed by word it's
always felt in heart.Exactly in the same way
posting of comment on blog can't be taken as a
parameter to showcase "how much we love our
parents"
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