Happiness depends upon ourselves.!

Happiness depends upon ourselves.

Happiness is not a destination.

It is a method of life.

You cannot always have happiness,

But you can always give happiness.

Happiness is not a matter of events;

It depends upon the tides of the mind.

Everything exists in limited quantity - especially happiness.

Action may not always bring happiness;

But there is no happiness without action.

Happiness is not having what you want.

It is wanting what you have.

Happiness resides not in possessions and not in gold,

The feeling of happiness dwells in the soul.

To be happy, we must not be too

Concerned with others.

Some pursue happiness, others create it.

Happiness is not something

You postpone for the future;

It is something you design

For the present.

Some cause happiness wherever they go;

Others whenever they go.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy,

They are the charming gardeners

Who make our souls blossom.

Happiness held is the seed.

Happiness shared is the flower.

Happiness and moral duty are inseparably connected.

Just Amazing !

                      

                  Artist Julian Beever !

                         

                                   

His art is extremley unique and very amazing. This guy makes 
his paintings on the footpaths and pavements but when you 
look at them from a certain angle, they appear to be 3D !!! 
And in some cases they are just lifelike! 

Everybody should know about such an amazing artist and get a chance to praise his unique art! 

              Check it out!   

                           

Look at the same painting from a different angle!

        Now here is an ultra cool one -

    

 Here is the one made totally by the artist!  

         Here is one Awesome Art!  

        Check this one out -

         Check out the next one -

           A really Big box of crayons !

  




Would you Believe that he is just sitting on the pavement !!!

              
      A whole city under the pavement !!

 Look at the church, well it is real! But look at   
 the reflection in the little pond -

        Oh My God, Look at this-

       Look at this monstrous lobster -

This is our artist's idea of how the politicians should meet their fate !!!

Did he just break a part of the pavement he was 
drawing on ??

                                                                            

WANNA MEET GOD !!!!

             A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his bag with some chips and a carton of lime juice and he started his journey.

    
           When he had gone about three kilometers, he met an elderly man. The man was sitting in the park just feeding some  pigeons.The boy sat down next to him and opened his bag. He was about to take a drink from his carton when he noticed that the man looked hungry; so he offered him some chips.

        The man gratefully accepted it and smiled at the boy. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a drink.

 

         Again, the man smiled at him. The boy was delighted ! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the man, and gave him a hug. The man gave him his biggest smile ever.

         When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?

         He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? God has got the most beautiful smile I have ever seen!"

         Meanwhile, the elderly man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked," Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"

      He replied, "I ate chips in the park with God." However, before his son responded, he added," You know, he is much younger than I expected."

         Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.  So be caring always!!!

Ask Yourself ??

 * The President of India DR. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam's Speech in Hyderabad......

   
* Why is the media here so negative?

   
Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why?

We are the first in milk production.

We are number one in Remote sensing satellites.

   
We are the second largest producer of wheat.

   
We are the second largest producer of rice.

   
Look at Dr. Sudarshan , he has transferred the tribal village into a self-sustaining, self-driving unit. There are millions of such

achievements but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters.

  
I was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper. 

It was the day after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place.

The Hamas had struck. But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert into an orchid and a granary. It was this inspiring picture that everyone woke up to. The gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the newspaper, buried among other news.

   
In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime. Why are we so NEGATIVE? Another question: Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign things? We want foreign T. Vs, we want foreign shirts. We want

foreign technology.

   
Why this obsession with everything imported. Do we not realize that self-respect comes with self-reliance? I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. I asked her what her goal in life is. She replied: I want to live in a developed India. For her, you and I will have to build this developed India .

You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed  nation. Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance.

   

Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours. YOU say that our government is inefficient.

   
YOU say that our laws are too old.

   
YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.

   
YOU say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke,

   
The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination. YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.

   
YOU say, say and say. What do YOU do about it?

Take a person on his way to Singapore . Give him a name - YOURS. Give Him a face - YOURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground links as they are.

You pay $5 (approx. Rs. 200) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim)

   
Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU come back to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity...

In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai. YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah . 

YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone

exchange in London at 10 pounds ( Rs.650 ) a month to, 'see to it that my STD andISD calls are billed to someone else.'YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop,  'Jaanta hai main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?).  I am so and so's

 son. Take your two bucks and get lost.' YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand .

   
Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo ? Why don't 
 YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston ??? 


We are still talking of the same YOU. YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw  papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. 

If you can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India ?

   
Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay ,

  
Mr.Tinaikar , had a point to make. 'Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place,' he said. 'And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. 

What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels? In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the Job. Same in Japan . Will the Indian citizen do that here?' 

He's right. We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility.

   
We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally 
negative. 

We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick a up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. 

We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.

   
We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity.

   
This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public. When it comes to burning social issues like those related to women, dowry, girl child! and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? 'It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forgot  my sons' rights to a dowry.' So who's going to change the system?

   
What does a system consist of ? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbours, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. But definitely not me and YOU. 

 When it comes to us actually  making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr.Clean to come along & work miracles for us with  a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away.

   

Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England .  When England  experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued

 and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country. 

Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.

  
  Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a

great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too.... 

I am echoing J. F. Kennedy 's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians.....

   
'ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY'

Lets do what India needs from us.

   

                                       Thank you,

                                                                  
                                                                 Dr. Abdul Kalaam

Touching moments......

  On their way back from school Arjun started talking....

Arjun:   Bro! I am moving to a different city to study.  

          I will miss you man......

Pargat:   I will miss you too mate. But nothing can 

          break our friendship. We will at least meet 

          once every year. 
Arjun:   Yes that is a deal!


          and they parted with tears in their eyes...

As time went by, both got busy with their work life.They kept their promise for two years and after that they moved on with their own lives and in the process Arjun lost his contact with Pargat. Time went by and both became Police officers.

          30 years later.........

 Venue:   The Police station where Arjun works.

          Tring.....Tring......

Arjun picks up the call and he gets a pleasant surprise....

      "Is this Arjun?"

     " Yes. Who is on the line?"

     " Bro. Its Pargat! I just found out that you are 
       posted in this station"

       Tears drops welled up Arjun's eyes....

Arjun:    Where are you?
Pargat:   I am standing outside the Police station. Come 

         out.

Arjun:    Is it? I am coming right away.

Arjun rushed out of the police station and saw Pargat standing outside. They were seeing each other for the first time after thirty years. He wanted to go and hug his friend. But he could not hug his friend. It was a very touching moment for both of them.

   Have you ever seen a touching moment like this?

Ma Tujhe Salaam !!!!

           A Mom comes to visit her son Kumar for dinner,   who lives with a  roommate,  a girl named Sunita.

During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Kumar's roommate was.

    

            She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two,  and this had only made her more curious.   Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between kumar and his roommate  than met the eye. 

     Reading his mom's thoughts, Kumar volunteered." I know what you must be  thinking, but I assure you Sunita and I are just roommates."

           About a week later,  Sunita  came to Kumar saying,  "Ever since your mother came to dinner,

     

       I've been unable to find the silver chutney jar. You don't suppose  she took it, do you?" 

     

     Kumar said, " Well  I  doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure." so he sat down and wrote.

Dear mother,

    I'm not saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar from my house, I'm not saying  that you didn't take the

 chutney jar. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you left after dinner.

Love, Kumar.

     And Kumar receives Mother's reply........

Dear Beta,

I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with  Sunita, I'm not saying that you don't sleep with Sunita.

But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the chutney jar

by now under the pillow....

Love,
Mom.

''Itihaas gavaha hai,jo ma se khela, vo nahi khila''
 

Kya aap kuchh misaal paish karna chahenge....

7 sUperb thoUghTs

Games people play........ Felt like sharing these with you. Shakespeare.... "Never Play With The Feelings Of Others Because You May Win The Game But The Risk Is That You Will Surely Lose The Person For A Life Time". Napoleon....... "The world suffers a lot. Not because of the violence of bad people, But because of the silence of good people!" Einstein......... "I am thankful to all those who said NO to me Its because of them I did it myself.." Abraham Lincoln......... "If friendship is your weakest point then you are the strongest person in the world" Shakespeare.......... "Laughing Faces Do Not Mean That There Is Absence Of Sorrow! But It Means That They Have The Ability To Deal With It". William Arthur......... "Opportunities Are Like Sunrises, If You Wait Too Long You Can Miss Them". Hitler..... "When You Are In The Light, Everything Follows You, But When You Enter Into The Dark, Even Your Own Shadow Doesn't Follow You." Shakespeare............. "Coin Always Makes Sound

But The Currency Notes Are Always Silent.
So When Your Value Increases
Keep Yourself Calm and Silent"

Dr Abdul Kalaam........
"It Is Very Easy To Defeat Someone,
But It Is Very Hard To Win Some

.... tabhi to....i lUV My eLdErS....

An elderly man in Mumbai calls his son in New York and says,

'I hate to ruin your day son, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are getting a divorce; 35 years of marriage...And that much misery is enough!'

  "Dad,  what are you talking about?' the son screams.

 'We can't stand the sight of each other any longer.' the old 

man says. 'We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Hong Kong and tell her !'


Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.

'Like heck they're getting divorced,' she shouts I'll take care of this'

She calls  Mumbai  Immediately, and screams at the old man,' You're not getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there.'  I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be  there tomorrow. Until then don't do a thing,' DO YOU HEAR??' 

And she hangs up.
 

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife..."Okay, he says,'It's all set. They're both coming for our anniversary and paying their own airfare!!' 


Moral-

-No one is busy in  this world  all 365 days.
-The sky is not going to fall down if you take a few days LEAVE  and meet your dear ones.