In the middle of a beautiful city, there was a museum laid with beautiful marble tiles and with a huge marble statue as a part of the display. Many people from all over the world visited the museum every day and admired the beautifully crafted statue. One night, the marble tiles started talking to the marble statue.
Marble Tiles: Hey statue, Don’t you think that it is just not fair that everybody from all over the world come all the way here to admire you while ignoring and stepping on me.
Marble Statue: My dear brother, marble tile, Don’t you remember we are actually from the same cave.
Marble Tile: Yes! I do, that is why i feel it is even more unfair. Both of us were born from the same cave and yet the world treats us so differently now. This is so unfair!
Marble Statue: Yes you are right my brother. But, do you still remember the day when the sculptor tried to work on you but you resisted his tools?
Marble Tiles: Yes, I despise that guy. How could he use those nasty tools on me?
Marble Statue: Well, Since you resisted his tools he couldn’t work on you. When he decided to give up on you, he started working on me instead. I knew at once that I would be something different and unique after his efforts. I bore all the painful tools he used on me and allowed him to craft me as he wanted!
Marble Tiles: But those tools were so painful.
Marble Statue: My brother, there is a price for everything in life. Since you decided to resist and gave up halfway, you can’t blame anybody who steps on you now.!
The marble tiles silently listened to his brothers’ words. and started to reflect on it.
Moral: The harder the knocks you go through in life, the more you learn and put them to use in the future! Do not be discouraged by setbacks and failures! Keep trying to be better.
ಹೇ ಸ್ವಪ್ನ ಸುಂದರಿ,
ಕಣ್ಣಂಚಿನ ಸಣ್ಣೆ ನಿನಗೇಕೆ,
ತುಟಿ ಅಂಚಿನ ನಗೆಯು ನಿನಗೇಕೆ,
ನಿನ್ನ ಹೆಸರ ನಾ ಹೇಳಲೇ, ನಿನ್ನ ಹೆಸರ ನಾ ಬರಿಯಲೇ.
ನಿನ್ನ ದನಿಗೆ ದನಿಯಾಗಿ ಮತ್ತೆ ದನಿಯಾಗುವೆ,
ನಿನ್ನ ಉಸಿರಿಗೆ ಉಸಿರಾಗಿ ಮತ್ತೆ ಉಸಿರಾಗುವೆ ,
ನಿನ್ನ ಹೆಸರೊಳಗೆ ಹೆಸರ ಸೇರಿಸಿ, ಆ ಹೆಸರಿನ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ನಾನಾಗುವೆ .
Today I came through a story on Whtsapp about the race of life. It is really an inspiring story with a moral. I hope everyone applies it and stays happy, Instead of involving in petty competition.
Here is the short story about the Race of life.
While I was riding the bike, I noticed a man in front of me, about half a Km far. I noticed the man was travelling at a speed lower than me. So, I decided to overtake him. I had about a km to go on the road before turning off.
So I started cycling faster and faster and every block, I was gaining on him just a little bit. Just within minutes, I was about 50 m behind him, So I gather all my strength and tried hard to overtake him, and finally, I was ahead of him. It was just like the last lap of the London Olympic triathlon.
And, finally, I caught up with him and passed him by. Within, I felt like a winner, “I won”. While he had no clue that we were in a race.
After I passed him, I realized that I had been so focused on competing against him that I had missed my turn, had gone nearly six blocks past it and had to turn around and go all back.
Isn’t that what happens in life, we spend most of our time in competition with neighbours, friends, family, trying to outperform them, or trying to be in front of them. While you were never in the race with them. We use most of our time and energy in competition and instead of reaching our destination, we miss out on our own paths to our destinies.
Moral of the story:
Unhealthy competition is a continuous process, a never-ending cycle, A race of life. No matter what you do, someone will always be ahead of you, someone with a better everything, a better job, a nicer car, wealthy, more educated, a prettier wife, a more handsome husband, good children, etc.
Feel grateful for what life has offered you, the height, weight & personality. Dress well & wear it proudly!. Stay focused on your path and live a healthy life. There’s no competition in DESTINY. Run your own RACE of life and wish others WELL!
– from close source(Harika)
ಒಂದು ಕನಸು ನೂರು ಬಾರಿ ಕಂಡ ಹಾಗಿದೆ,
ನೂರು ನೆನಪು ಮತ್ತೆ , ಮತ್ತೆ ಬಂದ ಹಾಗಿದೆ,
ನನ್ನ ಹಾಗೆ, ನಿನ್ನ ರೀತಿ ಅದೇನೋ ಪರಿಚಯ.
ಮುಳಗಿ ತೇಲೊ ಆಸೆಗಳು, ಈ ಮಣ್ಣಿನ ದೋಣಿಯಲಿ,
ನೆಪ ಮಾತ್ರ ಸಾಕೆ, ಈ ದಡವ ಸೇರಲು,
ಕಷ್ಟವೆಂಬುದು ಕರಗದ ವಿಷಯವೇ,
ದೂರತಳ್ಳು ದೊರೆಯು ನೀನು, ನಿನ್ನ ರಾಜ್ಯಕೆ.
ಬಯಕೆಯ ಬೆನ್ನಿಗೆ ಬಿದ್ದರೆ
ಕಾಳಜೀ, ಕಾತುರ, ಕಾಯಕವನೇ
ತನ್ಮಯನಾಗುವೆ ನಿನ್ನನೇ ಹಿಂಬಾಲಿಸಿ.
ಸೇರುವೇ, ನಾ ಸೇರುವೇ
ಕಾಯುವೇ, ನಾ ಕಾಯುವೇ
ಮೌನವ ನೀ ಧರಿಸೇಯಾ
ಮಾತನೇ ನಾ ಮರೆಯುವೇ
ಕಾದಿಹೆನು ಕರಗದೇ, ಕರಗೆಯಾ ನೀನೀನ್ನು.
ನಾನು ಸಂಭ್ರಮಿಸುವ ಪ್ರತಿ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆಗಳು ನಿಮ್ಮೊಂದಿಗೆ
ನಾ ಕಾಣುವ ಕನಸುಗಳು ನಿಮ್ಮೊಟ್ಟಿಗಿ
ನಿಮ್ಮೊಂದಿಗೆ ಹರ್ಷ, ನಿಮ್ಮೊಂದಿಗೆ ಉಲ್ಲಾಸ.
ಈ ಜೇವನದ ಪ್ರತಿ ಪುಟಗಳ ಪರಿವಿಡಿ ನೀವು,
ಈ ಪ್ರತಿ ಮಿಡಿತಗಳ ಹಂಬಲ ನೀವು ,
ಈ ಸುಂದರ ಸ್ವರ್ಗಕ್ಕೆ ಸರಿ ಸಾಟಿ ಯಾರು.
– ಇದೇ ತಾನೇ ಸ್ವರ್ಗದ ಸವಿಸಾಚಿ.
ಹೊತ್ತಾದ ಮೇಲೇ ಹೊರಟೋದೇ,
ಇನ್ನಾವ ಘಳಿಗೆ ಬರೆಲ್ಲೆವ್ವಾ.
ಹೋತ್ತು ಕಳೆಯಿತು, ಹೆತ್ತ ಮೇಲೇ
ಹೋತ್ತು ಮುಗಿಯಿತು, ಹೆಗಲ ಹೊತ್ತ ಮೇಲೆ
ನಾಡ ಬಯಕೇ ತಿರಿದ ಮೇಲೇ.
Don’t be too fat. Don’t be too skinny. Don’t eat too much. Don’t starve yourself. Don’t dress like a slob. Don’t dress like a slut. Don’t show off. Don’t act so petty. Don’t date too much. Don’t be a prude. Don’t be too dark skinned. Don’t be too light skinned. Don’t be a know it […]
ನೀನು ನೀವೆಂಬುದರ ಸ್ವಾಗತಿಸು.
ಇದೆ ಜಗದ ಲೋಕಕ್ಕೆ ಆನಂದ.