Saturday, February 28, 2009

WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING

WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING


A message every adult should read because children
Are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang my
First painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately
Wanted to paint another one.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a
Stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind
To animals.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make my
Favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little
Things can be the special things in life.


When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a
Prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always
Talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make a
Meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I
Learned that we all have to help take care of each
Other.


When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of
Your time and money to help people who had nothing,
And I learned that those who have something should
Give to those who don't.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you take care
Of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have
To take care of what we are given.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw how you
Handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't
Feel good, and I learned that I would have to be
Responsible when I grow up.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come
From your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things
Hurt, but it's all right to cry.


When you thought I wasn't looking I saw that you
Cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be.


When you thought I wasn't looking I learned most of
life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and
Productive person when I grow up.


When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and
Wanted to say,'Thanks for all the things I saw when
You thought I wasn't looking.'


I AM SENDING THIS TO THE PEOPLE I KNOW WHO DO SO MUCH FOR OTHERS,
BUT THINK THAT NO ONE EVER SEES.



Each of us (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, teacher, friend)
Influences the life of a child.

How will you touch the life of someone today? Just by
Sending this to someone else, you will probably make
Them at least think about their influence on others.
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak
Kindly.


Leave the rest to God.
Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Friday, February 27, 2009

The Tiger...

A teacher and his student were walking from one village to another, when they suddenly heard a roar behind them. Turning their gaze in the direction of the roar they saw a big tiger following them. The first thing the student wanted to do was to run away, but as he has been studying and practicing self-discipline, he was able to halt himself, waiting to see what his teacher was going to do.

"What shall we do Master?" Asked the student.

The teacher looked at the student and answered in a calm voice: "There are several options. We can fill our minds with paralyzing fear so that we cannot move, and let the tiger do with us whatever pleases it. We can faint. We can run away, but then it will run after us. We can fight with it, but physically it is stronger than us."

"We can pray to god to save us. We can choose to influence the tiger with the power of our mind, if our concentration is strong enough. We can send it love. We can also concentrate and meditate on our inner power, and on the fact that we are one with the entire universe, including the tiger, and in this way influence its soul."

"Which option do you choose?"

"You are the Master. You tell me what to do. We haven't much time", responded the student.

The master turned his gaze fearlessly towards the tiger, emptied his mind from all thoughts, and entered samadhi (a kind of trance). In his consciousness he embraced everything in the universe including the tiger. In this deep meditation the consciousness of the teacher became one with consciousness of the tiger.

Meanwhile the student started to shiver with fear, as the tiger was already quite close, ready to make a leap at them. He was amazed at how his teacher could stay so calm and detached in the face of danger.

Meanwhile the teacher continued to meditate without fear. After a little while, the tiger gradually lowered its head and tail and went away.

The student asked his teacher in astonishment, "What did you do?"

"Nothing. I just cleared all thoughts from my mind and united myself in spirit with the tiger. We became united in peace on the spiritual level. The tiger sensed the inner calmness, peace, and unity and felt no threat or need to express violence, and so walked away."

"When the mind is silent and calm, its peace is automatically transmitted to everything and everyone around, influencing them deeply", concluded the teacher.


FROM: Vandana Chhatpar

Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Every Monday Matters Movie

Every Monday Matters...52 Ways to Make a Difference

Dr. Martin Luther King said, "Everyone has the power of greatness; not for fame, but greatness. Because greatness is determined by service."...


The difference between greatness and mediocrity is...

The Power of Discipline
Dear Friends and members,
“To get what you've never had, you must do what you've never done.”
Understanding this short quote can be the difference between winning or losing; between greatness or mediocrity. It captures the essence of discipline.
Best-selling author, Brian Tracy, has written a book that can change your life
"The Power of Discipline 7 ways it can Change Your Life".

An excerpt from
The Power of Discipline
By Brian Tracy

Why are some people more successful than others? Why do some people make more money, live happier lives and accomplish much more in the same number of years than the great majority?
I started out in life with few advantages. I did not graduate from high school. I worked at menial jobs. I had limited education, limited skills and a limited future.
And then I began asking, “Why are some people more successful than others?” This question changed my life.
Over the years, I have read thousands of books and articles on the subjects of success and achievement. It seems that the reasons for these accomplishments have been discussed and written about for more than two thousand years, in every conceivable way. One quality that most philosophers, teachers and experts agree on is the importance of self-discipline. As Al Tomsik summarized it years ago, “Success is tons of discipline.”
Some years ago, I attended a conference in Washington. It was the lunch break and I was eating at a nearby food fair. The area was crowded and I sat down at the last open table by myself, even though it was a table for four.
A few minutes later, an older gentleman and a younger woman who was his assistant came along carrying trays of food, obviously looking for a place to sit.
With plenty of room at my table, I immediately arose and invited the older gentleman to join me. He was hesitant, but I insisted. Finally, thanking me as he sat down, we began to chat over lunch.
It turned out that his name was Kop Kopmeyer. As it happened, I immediately knew who he was. He was a legend in the field of success and achievement. Kop Kopmeyer had written four large books, each of which contained 250 success principles that he had derived from more than fifty years of research and study. I had read all four books from cover to cover, more than once.
After we had chatted for awhile, I asked him the question that many people in this situation would ask, “Of all the one thousand success principles that you have discovered, which do you think is the most important?”
He smiled at me with a twinkle in his eye, as if he had been asked this question many times, and replied, without hesitating, “The most important success principle of all was stated by Thomas Huxley many years ago. He said, 'Do what you should do, when you should do it, whether you feel like it or not.'”
He went on to say, “There are 999 other success principles that I have found in my reading and experience, but without self-discipline, none of them work.”
Self-discipline is the key to personal greatness. It is the magic quality that opens all doors for you, and makes everything else possible. With self-discipline, the average person can rise as far and as fast as his talents and intelligence can take him. But without self-discipline, a person with every blessing of background, education and opportunity will seldom rise above mediocrity.
In the pages ahead I will describe seven areas of your life where the practice of self-discipline will be key to your success. These areas include goals, character, time management, personal health, money, courage and responsibility. It is my hope that you'll find a few “nuggets” that will help make your dreams come true.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

We are the MEDIUM...

There lived in Nepal a person named Prashanta. Prashanta was very skilled in computers and made a lot of useful software that he used togive to his co-workers for free. His co-workers recognized his skill and used to praise him very highly, but Prashanta never seemed to be affected by their praise and would continue his simple ways.

One day there was a crisis in the IT department. They desperately needed software for extracting images from their old database and inserting into the new one. All of them suggested Prashanta to make it and he calmly agreed and set about making it. The finished product was very professional looking and worked wonderfully.

Everyone was pleased with the software and highly praised Prashanta, but he remained unaffected by their praise and would calmly thank them. Seeing his nonchalance a friend asked him how he could be so calm and unaffected when even the CEO himself was very pleased and excited about the software. "Don't you feel proud to have created such a fine piece of software? Asked his friend.

To his query Prashanta replied, "I am not the doer, I am simply the MEDIUM."


FROM: Vandana Chhatpar

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Fern and Bamboo!!! The day, I decided to quit....

Fern and Bamboo!!! The day, I decided to quit....


One day I wanted to quit...my job, my relationship, my spirituality...my life.

I went to the woods….. And there I met a farmer.


"Sir", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"

His answer surprised me..."Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"

"Yes", I replied.


"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.

I gave them light. I gave them water.

The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor.

Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo."


"In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.

And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo."


"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit."


"In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo see. I would not quit." He said.


"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...

But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.

It had spent the five years growing roots.

Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive."


He said to me. "Did you know, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots?"

"I would not quit on the bamboo. You should never quit on yourself."

"Don't compare yourself to others." He said.

"The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful."

"Your time will come", he said to me. "You will rise high"

"How high should I rise?" I asked.

"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.

"As high as it can?" I questioned

"Yes." He said, "Give glory by rising as high as you can."


I left the forest and bring back this story.


I hope these words can help you see that we should never give up. NEVER EVER.!!!


Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

The parrots advice...

A man had a parrot of which he was excessively fond. He kept it in a silver cage and fed it fruits andnuts and anything else the bird asked for, for the parrot was so cleverit could engage in conversation.


The parrot longed for freedom and often asked for it but the merchant would always reply: "Ask for anything else."


One day the parrot said to him: "Give me freedom and I'll give you three pieces of advice that could be of great benefit to you."


The merchant loved the parrot but he loved money more. He thought: "If his advice helps me amass wealth, it would be worth it."


"Go," he said, opening the cage.


The parrot hopped out onto his hand.


"Never grieve over loss of wealth," he said. The merchant thought it was tame advice but said nothing.


The parrot flew to the roof of the merchant's house. "This is my second advice," he said. "Never believe everything that is told to you."


"Tell me something that I don't know," said the man, sounding annoyed.


"What you don't know is that I've two priceless gems in my stomach," said the bird.


"Two priceless gems," echoed the merchant. "Oh, what a fool I was to set you free! I'll regret this for the rest of my life!!"


"Don't you want to hear my third advice?" asked the parrot.


"Tell me," said the merchant, bitterly.


"I advised you never to grieve over losses but here you are grieving over losing me," said the parrot.


"I advised you never to believe everything you hear but you immediately believed me when I told you I had two gems in my stomach. Could I have survived if I really had two gems in my stomach?" said the bird.


Then it added, "My third advice is, Listen, learn to listen with your mind instead of just with your ears."

And with that, the parrot flew away, leaving the merchant gaping.

Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

THE RIPPLES

A man was sitting by a lake. He was throwing small pebbles into it from time to time. A young boy happened to cross by. He was intrigued to see that after every few minutes or so, the man would toss a pebble into the lake. The boy went up to the man and said, "Good pastime, this stone throwing, he?" "Hmmm," said the man. He seemed to be deep in thought and obviously did not wish to be disturbed.

Sometime later, the man said softly, "Look at the water, it is absolutely still." The boy said, "Yeah, it is." The man tossed a pebble into the water and continued, "Only till I toss a pebble into it now do you see the ripples?" "Yeah," said the boy, "they spread further and further."

"And soon, the water is still again," offered the man.

The boy said, "Sure, it becomes quiet, after a while."

The man continued, "What if we want to stop the ripples? The root cause of the ripples is the stone. Lets take the stone out. Go ahead and look for it." The boy put his hand into the water and tried to take the stone out. But he only succeeded in making more ripples. He was able to take the stone out, but the number of ripples that were made in the process were a lot more than before.

The wise man said, "It is not possible to stop the movement of the water once a pebble has been thrown into it. But if we can stop ourselves from throwing the pebble in the first place, the ripples can be avoided altogether! So too, it is with our minds. If a thought enters into it, it creates ripples. The only way to save the mind from getting disturbed is to block and ban the entry of every superfluous thought that could be a potential cause for disturbance. If a disturbance has entered into the mind, it will take its own time to die down. Too many conflicting thoughts just cause more and more disturbances. Once the disturbance has been caused it takes time to ebb out. Even trying to forcibly remove the thought may further increase the turmoil in the mind. Time surely is a great healer, but prevention is always better than cure."

Before you allow a thought or a piece of information to enter your mind, put it through the triple filter test of authenticity, goodness and value._

Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

A Picture of Peace

There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and he had to choose between them.

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror, for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.

The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell and in which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest... Perfect peace.

Which picture do you think won the prize?

The King chose the second picture. Do you know why? "Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."


Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Laughter Strengthens...


Twisted, nude and soaking wet on the floor of the shower stall I sat. "Bill," I hollered, "Bill," I screamed!

Bill is hard hearing mind you, thus the reason for my bellowing.

"Yes,"he said on hearing my scream. "What'd you want, Oh my goodness!" he exclaimed upon arriving in the bathroom and seeing my predicament."Here let me get you up!"

"Bill you can't lift me."

"Yes I can!"

I began to laugh.

"Now here, let me get a hold of you."

Picture this, a 'well' past middle age woman, 'well' past her prime weight of 120 pounds, weakened from the effects of Multiple Sclerosis, sitting twisted on the floor of a small shower stall. It was not a pretty sight even with the 'largest' stretch of the imagination! The shower stall had sliding glass doors, which limited his access to the whole of my generous physique. With my weakened legs there was no way I could untwist myself and stand upright. I was stuck! He was frantic; I was calm.

"You can't get to me, even if you could, you couldn't lift me, just see if you can help me on my knees" I said.

"Ok, Ok," he said nervously.

Picture this if you can, a whale still wet from the ocean, dumped out on a newly waxed row boat. Those uncooperative legs of mine could not be situated so as to get me on my knees, not on that wet floor, no matter how hard the both of us tried. He placed a towel under my legs and it too only slid out from under me. So here I was slip, sliding and slithering around, not exactly looking like a desirable mermaid. You get the picture?

"Come on, let me get a hold of you and get you up from there," he still was not going to give up, no matter the extreme impossibility of the situation. By this time though, the water logged, nautical, way faring sea monster that I was, began to dry out and become somewhat less slippery. My husband though was no less frantic in his pursuit to get his disabled wife out of these circumstances.

"Here put that towel down again and see if I can't crawl out of here," I instructed. My position and the whole picture of me kept playing over in my mind and the more it ran the funnier it got. I started giggling - laughing and my husband became nervously irritated. Here I was in all my generous glory slithering out of the shower stall, he trying to be my care giver, becoming more irritated that I was not accepting his need to help. My laughter was becoming hysterical. His frustration became aggravation and increased with intensity. The more upset he became the more I laughed, until finally after much effort - I was somehow out, on my feet and in his arms.

We all deal with our disabilities in different ways. He became annoyed at himself for his inability to help me and interpreted my laughter as making light of the situation. I on the other hand was flustered with my loss of capabilities; only my pride had been injured. I could cry or laugh at myself. With his arms around me I explained, "Honey if I don't laugh and see the comedy in this, I will cry, so I choose to laugh; don't be mad at me."

"I'm not mad at you," he soothingly reassured me, "I just worry about you, you could have hurt yourself really bad."

"I know, I know, but I'm all right. You must admit I was a funny sight."

It takes a special man to deal with the disabilities of the woman with whom he lives and loves. When he sees the disease take her from a vibrant, young, attractive female to an aging woman, fighting for whatever dignity she can pull from the vice-like grip of such a devastating disease. It takes a strong man in character though not necessarily in strength. It takes a love that lies deeper than what is seen with the eyes. It takes gentleness and kind heartedness, patience and a man sure of his own masculinity. It takes effort and labor with his hands, his head and his heart. It takes an extraordinary man, a superior breed not often found; their care giving comes from the heart and soul. They stay for the duration no matter the outcome.

"I love you," I told him.

"I love you too," he assured me.

In his arms I feel his strength when I am weak. There are moments I cry in pain or frustration and he holds me and I am renewed by his devotion.There are days I laugh and am like a young girl again and I see that far away look in his eyes. Sometimes I struggle like in the shower and he gets irritated, concerned for my safety and I look in his heart and I see tears fall. Sometimes I laugh to keep from crying. Sometimes we laugh together to keep from crying and when we do; we are both strengthened for yet another day.

Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Talking to your own self...

Talking to your own self

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By Rick Jelusich

Inspiration comes in the moment, fueled by the intense, white-hot desire for communication with the inner self that is beyond questioning. It is that inspiration we seek that makes us unique and fires our connection to the divine essence.
It seems we are having a lot of conversations these days; conversations with God, with angels, and the like, as is reflected in many books by the same titles. And yet, none of those conversations you read are as deep as the inner conversations, the inner dialogue, that you engage in every day.
Perhaps reading those words of inspired others’ inner connections reaches a deep and reflective place in you, and that is so good.
But please realize that the deep place within your heart and soul is already securely in place. It is but touched by your desire to open that door which opens inward through the strength of your yielding to higher self.
And how wonderful it is, for is it not you that has grasped the book, the tape, the lecture that would reach you so deeply? Did you not make the effort to seek that which you already possess? Have you not seen your inner beauty today?
Let me tell you a little about yourself. You are a wise, beautiful and magnificent being of light; composed of love, wisdom, and will as the father/mother God. In you there are infinite possibilities, infinite expression of the divine, and infinite compassion. You walk about the world as one who is asleep, yet possesses the keys of the universe in your heart’s desires.
You awaken to your true self when you are loving, kind, and harmless. If you could only see the infinite power you possess, the so-called problems of the world would evaporate into their proper perspective as way-showers of your own greatness as a child of God’s love.
You are the same as any holy person who has ever walked this planet or any other. You are composed of the same love, the same wisdom, and you walk in the grace of the divine as one who is cherished and protected.
In you, there are infinite horizons to explore; infinite vistas of beauty and passion to behold and describe. In you, there is limitless expression of joy and exuberance for the dance of life.
Cascading rivulets of shimmering light emanate from your centre; your God centre, emanating and radiating the power of God’s will, expressing itself through the gift of your personal interpretation of the uniqueness of individuated creation. Power flows through you as a rhythmic beat of the universal flow of God, in synchronistic patterns at once sacred in their geometries and subtle in their ultimate sophistication.
In pure and effortless song, you sing the joy in your heart through your actions, your physical body in concert with the symphony your heart and mind enjoy in the mind and heart of God.
You overcome all earthly challenges, uniquely and with focus meeting with your own divine integrity. Holding the sword of Michael, you cleave order from disorder, reality from illusion. You seek the counsel of the wise ones who serve God and divine plan. Those whom you would call guides, you surround yourself in the cocoon of their wise and loving counsel, always holding your light, your integrity in the foreground of your love in service.
And in service, you seek not to get, but to give. For in giving, you receive. And you allow yourself to receive that which is divinely yours: the loving heart and the wise mind, the compassionate soul and the radiant countenance of one who has seen the face of God in the infant, the spouse, the sick, the suffering, the enemy and the self.
You are composed of all the beauty that ever existed and ever will exist. Love flows from you as the mighty waterfall gives forth its abundant waters: freely and with the gravity of selfless service if flows outward. In your eyes are the shaman, the priest, the holy one, the elder, the crone, the mother and the father.
Oh, how I love you. That you would come into expression as a face of the divine presence. That you and I would sit in conversation about things divine in the passing of everyday life. That you merely exist as a being of God.
That we would see each other as we truly are; radiant beings of light and love, filled with the inner knowing of a divine connection unseverable and infinite. That you would express your divinity through compassionate and harmless actions. That we would seek nothing from each other save to express the manifold ways that we love, that we seek peace, that we seek God.
(Writer is an internationally known psychic, healer & spiritual accelerator)
Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.

Friday, February 20, 2009

THE LAST DAY OF MY LIFE

THE LAST DAY OF MY LIFE

At the age of thirty, Trivedi suffered a heart attack. He was sent home with a long list of do's and don'ts, medicines, life style changes,diet restrictions etc. For a couple of months, Trivedi followed everything religiously. No drinking, no smoking, no non-vegetarian food, no tensions, regular walks etc. Slowly, he started feeling better and better.

As time went by, one by one the restrictions started slipping. Rich food,long hours at work, tensions, smoking etc. all played havoc with his health. Four years later, he suffered another stroke. While he was convalescing, a friend gave him a book to read, about the purpose of life. That started a series of thoughts. He stayed at the hospital fora month. He came home, a completely changed man. The doctors had told him in no uncertain terms that if he did not behave himself he could start counting his days.

He looked at his beautiful wife and two little daughters. What would happen to them, if he were to die? He followed the directions of the doctors. Most important of all he developed an attitude of love towards all. He fostered love on who ever came his way. Slowly and surely here gained his health. His attitude was always positive, helpful and loving. Understandably, friends, relatives and neighbors started seeking his help and advice on various issues for he seemed to be wiser than his contemporaries.

At the age of seventy four, he sat with his grand daughter one evening.She asked, "Grandpa, how are you so good? How do you manage to love so many people?" The old man smiled, revealing the crow's feet at the corners of his twinkling eyes. "My dearest baby, I had a close brush with death when I was thirty four. It was then that I learnt how life should be lived. A friend gave me a book. It had a poem in it. This is what it said,

I expect to pass

Through life but once,

If therefore there be,

Any kindness

I can show,

Or any good things

I can do to any fellow being,

Let me do it now.

For I shall not pass

This way again.

For I shall not pass

This way again.

He recited the poem boisterously without faltering. He had obviously learnt and lived it over and over.

Then he said, "My precious child, I live each day as if it were my last.Each morning when I wake up, I thank God, for being alive. I live each moment as if it were my last. So I try to do only that, what I would do on the last day of my life."

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Distance between Hearts...

Dear All,

This one is a lovely mail and you should read it... A good one too..

I am sure you will like it.

"A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.'

'But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the Saint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?'

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint.

Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their Hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance.'

Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'

MORAL: When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other more, else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return."

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

A Peacock in the Land of Penguins Movie


Inspiring video clip.................enjoy and reflect.
A peacock in the Land of penguins...


13 things to never share or discuss with your co-workers.
















Aseem Kaistha
It's your attitude and not your aptitude that determines your altitude.