prakash

that is the name of my son. he is in class two. a very much loved child and very smart and naughty one sensible also .he likes to eat all junk. and that is his pic. He is eating bhujia. That is his favorite dish. And for chapatis if we wish that he eats chapatis than we need to run after him so eats chapatis. He talks very nice and can make nice fool of anybody. Now a days he has started playing spiderman on the computer. So the spiderman has entered our home. The moment he is free he is hopping and jumping about in the home like spiderman. And he is searching for the spider that will make him a spiderman. In this blog I shall be saying his stories.

quest of being simple

many a times simplicity is the toughest city to live in.

i do not know what i like

today is GURUJI' birthday celebration. life passes on and on and this one more year has passed. The struggle sometimes I create for myself and sometimes I am without struggle. But life goes on and on. sometimes i think i should be like this and sometimes i like that. but i often realise i end up finding that i do not know what i like.

habits die hard

tendency to postpone is not good. i had started writing with the resolution that i shall write regularly and now it is postponed but it has to be regular. so let us see how regular i become. and i was thinking getting comments can be easy and natural. so flowing with the flow and living the life.

life goes good looking at smiling patient. going home now, it is 9 34 pm.

so today starts new saturday. i went out early in the morning with PRAKASH. he wanted to go in the car, but we went on the scooter. It was really cold in the morning.

very good story

A wonderful story


A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat." "Is the man of the house home?", they asked. "No", she replied. "He's out."
"Then we cannot come in", they replied. In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened. "Go tell them I am home and invite them in!" The woman went out and invited the men in" " We do not go into a House together," they replied. "Why is that?" she asked. One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home." The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How n ice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!" His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?" Their daughter was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!" "Let us heed our daughter's advice," said the husband to his wife. "Go out and invite Love to be our guest ." The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest." Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, t he lady asked Wealth and Success: "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?" The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success !!!!!!"