Shaping Mind Software

When we practice Love, we don’t hate anyone. We learn to accept the differences. When we practice Forgiveness, we don’t judge anyone. We learn to accept ignorance. When we practice Inner strength, we see great possibilities in every soul. we admire values in everyone. When we practice Gratitude, we value our memory. We remind only good experiences. When we practice Smile, we accept pain and misery. We consider every situation is God’s gift. When we practice Joy, we value our present moment. We focus more what is in our hand. When we practice Compassion, we value even smallest form of life. We see the divine in everyone. When we practice Curiosity, we value our imagination. We enjoy and learn like a child.                                                                    ...

We bought a house. Generally we all feel joy, happiness associated with it and we do celebrate such occasion too.  But this time when someone asked me, when are you shifting? Something changed within. The whole house moment process took me to another level of my thinking. It always sounds exciting and like everyone’s dream it was our dream too to have a house with decent space for small Derasar (the place we worship). But surprisingly in this whole process I am becoming more soul conscious then before. That buying a house we spent so much time, energy. From valuation to solicitor's questions and then bank approval, too much of work. Infect team work when we actually wants to feel it as a home. In this whole process since couple of months, this time I was constantly thinking that ‘what about the moment when I will shift from this body. Will I get this much of time to be aware of bank (universal power’s ) approval to get good, better house (body, parents, education) then this exi...

“Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: "Today we are going to make a picture." "Good!" thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw. But the teacher said, "Wait!" "It is not time to begin!" And she waited until everyone looked ready. "Now," said the teacher, "We are going to make flowers." "Good!" thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said "Wait!" "And I will show you how." And it was red, with a green stem. "There," said the teacher, "Now you may begin." The little boy looked at his teacher's flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher's But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And...