Kill the enmity not the enemy

Two countries were at war for the last so many days. Many soldiers had died in both the armies. The border areas were scenes of death and destruction. Each night the soldiers would return to their barracks, some wounded, some disillusioned and some vengeful. Others were dead and never did return.

One such night, a wounded soldier, knocked at a lonesome cottage in the sinister darkness. An old woman opened the door. Without any questions, hesitations or semblance of fear she let the young fellow in. He said brusquely, “I have a bullet in my arm. I need help.” She said, “Look son, I am all alone here. My son too is in the army, but he is not here. I’ll do whatever I can to help you. Sit down by the log fire and make yourself warm.

She brought him some hot tea and a few slices of bread. “Eat,” she said simply. The young man sipped the tea, looking around uneasily. He wasn’t even sure, if he was in his own territory. Should he ask the old woman? If it was enemy territory, she would surely find a way to kill him! Poison him perhaps! He was totally helpless. He had lost a lot of blood.

The old lady said, “Shall I help you to take that shirt off, maybe I could look at the wound.” The young soldier winced and said, “Nothing you can do; let it be.” But he knew that he needed help and soon. An hour later there was another knock at the door. Another young soldier walked in, “Mama!” he called. “Oh! It’s you my son. It’s been so many days. I’m so happy to have you home.” The son saw the other soldier and said, “Mama! Who is that?”

She replied, “Sssh! He’s just slept. Be careful, lest you wake him up.” The boy said tersely, “He’s the enemy Mama! You put us all into danger by letting him in.”

The mother said, “But, he’s wounded badly. Look son, enemy or not, you have to help him.”

The boy spoke some angry words but she stuck to her stand. The heated exchange of words woke up the soldier. In an instant he saw the new entrant and realized that he was at the mercy of the enemy.

The woman said, “This is my son, I’m sure together we can do something for you.” The old woman motioned to her son and together they unbuttoned the stranger’s torn shirt. Against his wishes, the son, upon his mother’s insistence, dug out the bullet amidst a continuous flow of blood. He cleaned it up, applied some ointment and bandaged it. “That’s the best I can do. You need to see a doctor.” “I’ll be on my way now,” said the soldier, making an attempt to get up, but not succeeding.

The old woman said firmly, “No way. You’re not going anywhere. In the morning, you may go if you wish to. But right now, you are under my care. Sleep now!”

In the morning after eating a wholesome breakfast of hot porridge, the soldier said to the old woman, “How can I ever thank you?” She replied, “By killing the enmity, not the enemy.”

The soldier was unnerved. He didn’t know what to say. Finally he said, “I’ll try my best,” he extended his hand towards the son, but instantaneously changed the hand-shake into an embrace.

*The soldier said, “We all need someone like your mother, to tell us that it’s the enmity that has to be killed, not the enemy. The ‘enemy’ is also made of flesh and blood like us and some of them have hearts of gold. I promise to try my best. I hope you will too.”  The soldier left, but that night he understood the meaning of the term ‘brotherhood of man.’ He knew that only one weapon was needed to kill all enmities. And that weapon was LOVE.

 

 

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how we respond in life like

A man feared that his wife wasn’t hearing as well as she used to, and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The Doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea a bout her hearing loss.

Here’s what you do,” said the Doctor, “stand about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response.”

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself,

“I’m about 40 feet away, let’s see what happens.”

Then in a normal tone he asks, ‘Honey, what’s for dinner?” No response.

So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

Still no response.

Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey, what’s for dinner?”

Again he gets no response so, He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away.

“Honey, what’s for dinner?” Again there is no response. So he walks right up behind her. “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

“James, for the FIFTH time I’ve said, PASTA!”

Dear friends, Simple humor of the life teaches us a lot. This story tells a lot about how we respond in life like

1) We tend to look to heal in others problems or issues that are actually ours.

2) What concerns us in our minds, we try to project onto others

3) Sometimes the best way to learn is to turn the mind inwards rather than outwards – if one finds themselves posing judgement on another or getting agitated by another’s actions, the simple test is to turn the judgement agitation inwards and see if it is actually an internal conflict & most likely it is. Perhaps the judgement on another is on the exact subject that we lack in ourselves, therefore, the judgement is simply a consequence of our own anger at oneself.

4) We believe that the entire world is going on in our head, what occurs externally is just the final movie that everyone gets to watch. Yet, what goes on inside includes the cast, the characters, their relationships, the conflicts, the living out of every single scene and the decisions which we take ( In Life ) finally makes the movie worth or not worth watching

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As Tall as You Want to Be by Denis Waitley*

When he was two years old, this adopted child of two  college professors suddenly and inexplicably stopped growing, and his health started to fail. A team of doctors gave him six months to live after they diagnosed him as suffering from a rare disease that inhibits digestion and nutrients in food. Intravenous feeding’s of vitamins and supplements allowed him to regain his strength, but his growth was permanently stunted.

Confined to hospitals for long periods of time, until the age of nine, he quietly plotted his revenge on the kids who taunted him and called him  “peanut.” He recalled many years later that subconsciously “the whole  experience made me want to succeed at something athletic.” Sometimes his sister, Susan, went ice skating at the local rink, and he would go along to watch. There he stood, a frail, under grown kid, with a feeding tube inserted through his nose and down into his stomach. When he wasn’t using it, one end of the tube was taped behind his ear.

One day, as he watched his sister whirl around the ice, he turned to his parents and said, “You know, I think I’d like to  try  ice skating.” Talk about two adults, looking at their life-threatened child, with glances that were beyond belief!

Well, he tried it and he loved it, and he went at it with a passion. Here was something fun at which he could excel, where height and weight weren’t important. During his medical check-up the following year, the doctors were

startled to discover that he had actually started growing again. It was too late for him to reach normal size, but neither he nor his family cared. He  was recovering and succeeding. He believed in his dream,  although  he had little else to hang on to.

None of the kids taunt him and tease him today. Instead, they all cheer and rush to get his autograph. He has just completed another dazzling performance on the world professional ice skating tour, with a long string of triple jumps, complicated manoeuvres  and athletic moves, capped off with a racing front flip that brought him to a sudden stop inches from the audience. Although he has retired from professional skating, he remains a coach, mentor and commentator revered by everyone in winter sports.

At five feet three inches and 115 pounds of pure muscle and electrifying energy, former Olympic gold medal figure skating champion Scott Hamilton stands as tall and as proud as any winner*. Scott’s size didn’t limit his faith and reach. Don’t let doubts and critics limit yours*. This doesn’t mean that you’ll close almost every sale or get promoted in record time.  Scott Hamilton certainly didn’t hit every triple-axle jump he ever attempted, especially during the initial learning phase. *Success in developing any skill requires a basic trust in your ability that should never be allowed to waver.*

*You can stand tall, no matter how small!*

 

 

 

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kill your ego

If you want to reach a state of bliss, then go beyond your ego and the internal dialogue. Make a decision to relinquish the need to control, the need to be approved, and the need to judge. Those are the three things the ego is doing all the time. It’s very important to be aware of them every time they come up. 

Deepak Chopra

There was once a scientist. After a lot of practice & efforts, he-developed a formula & learned the art of reproducing himself. He did-it so perfectly that it was impossible to tell the reproduction from the original.

One day while doing his research, he realized that the Angel of Death was searching for him. In order to remain alive he reproduced a dozen copies of himself. The reproduction was so similar that all of them looked exactly like him.

Now when this Angel of Death came down, he was at a loss to know which of the thirteen before him was the original scientist, & confused, he left them all alone & returned back to heaven.

But, not for long, for being an expert in human nature, the Angel came up with a clever idea. He said to the scientist addressing all thirteen of them, “Sir, you must be a genius to have succeeded in making such perfect reproduction formula of yourself. However, I have discovered a flaw in your work, just one tiny little flaw.”

The scientist immediately jumped out & shouted,

“Impossible! where is the flaw?”

“Right here” said the Angel, as he picked up the scientist from among the reproductions & carried him off.

The whole purpose of the scientist & his formula of reproduction failed as he could not control his pride, so he lost his life.

So when man’s Knowledge & Skills takes him to the top of the ladder &makes him successful, however the three letter word “EGO” can pull him down to earth immediately at its double speed.

So don’t allow Ego to kill yourself,

Instead; KILL YOUR EGO..!!!

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All you have to do is to take that first step.

Have you ever felt that it would be pointless to try competing at all, because of some reservations you have? The fear of not being good enough; of too many competitors; or it being too difficult? This article will show you why you should rise above the fears and do it anyway.

This happens to some of us more than others – you are not alone. Sometimes, even after competing in student competitions for awhile, some of us still doubt our abilities and wonder why do we even spend time on competing if we fail to win anything?

The reason is simple: it is not just about competing, nor is it about winning. It is about learning; growing; and satisfying that desire to improve yourself and do something even better. If you want to achieve excellence in life and the things you do, you have to accept that competitions and challenges are out there and strive to do even better.

We learn a lot from competing, no doubt about that.

We learn how to juggle our time better between school, competing and play; communicate better; be a more inclusive and motivated team player; exercising self-discipline and determination; and get a deeper understanding about the subject that we are competing in. We even learn how to appreciate our loved ones better; the support we receive from them and the heartaches they help us soothe when we do not get the results we desired. Not convinced?

There are no real losers in student competitions. The only losers are those who compete to win, but fail and quit after one go, hating his/her initial decision to compete and bearing a grudge against the organisers and feeling that the world is against him/her. So, keep playing the game; keep competing. If you have yet to start, do so. Start this journey with friends or by yourself and you will end up in a better place than you started with.

Do not give up. You may just find a breakthrough, realise your strengths and work this to your advantage to win the prize, just like the tortoise when he won the hare (Aesop’s Fable: The Tortoise and the Hare).

Soon, you will also understand the intricacies of student competitions and what makes the judges tick. Winning the competition will then be the icing on the cake that took a little too long to bake, but worth every attempt, every obstacle met and every lesson learned. Take this chance as a student to challenge yourself. Being in school is the best time to experiment, fail, pick yourself up and try again.

All you have to do is to take that first step.

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Everyone Needs A Mother

A baby hippopotamus that survived the tsunami waves on the Kenyan coast has formed a bond with a giant male century-old tortoise in an animal facility in the port city of  Mombasa, officials said. The hippopotamus, nicknamed Owen and weighing about 300 kilograms (650 pounds), was swept down Sabaki River into the  Indian Ocean, then forced back to shore when tsunami waves struck the Kenyan coast on December 26, before wildlife rangers rescued him.

It is incredible. A less-than-a-year-old hippo has adopted a male tortoise, about a century old, and the tortoise seems to be very happy with being a mother, ecologist Paula Kahumbu, who is in charge of Lafarge Park.

After it was swept away and lost its mother, the hippo was traumatized. It had to look for something to be a surrogate mother. Fortunately, it landed on the tortoise and established a strong bond. They swim, eat, and sleep together,the ecologist added. The hippo follows the tortoise exactly the way it followed its mother. If somebody approaches the tortoise, the hippo becomes aggressive, as if protecting its biological mother,Kahumbu added.

The hippo is a young baby, he was left at a very tender age and by nature, hippos are social animals that like to stay with their mother for four year he explained.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.This is a real story that shows that our differences dont matter much when we need the comfort of another. We could all learn a lesson from these two creatures. Look beyond the differences and find a way to walk the path together.

Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others, cannot keep it from themselves. 

O! Lord please grant me this faith that You are always holding my hand.

Moral & Thoughts

  • Look beyond the differences and find a way to walk the path together.

  • Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others, cannot keep it from themselves.

 

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Hatred in heart

 

A kindergarten teacher decided to let her class play a game. The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few apples. Each apple will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of apples that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.

When the day came, every child brought some apples with the names of the people he/she hated. Some had two apples, some had three apples while there were a few with up to five apples. The teacher told the children to carry the apples in the plastic bag with them wherever they go, for one week.

Days passed by and the children started to complain about the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten apples. Children with five apples complained the most as they had to carry heavier bags. After a week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended.

The teacher asked, “How did you feel while carrying the apples with you for one week?”
The children let out their frustrations and complained about the trouble they had to go through to carry the heavy and smelly apples wherever they go.

The teacher finally told them about the hidden meaning behind the game.

The teacher said, “This is the exact situation to what happens when you carry hatred for someone inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten apples for just one week, can you imagine what it is like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime?”

Moral of the story
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Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry a burden for a lifetime. The best attitude to take is to forgive others! Love others even if you don’t like them.

 

 

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