Soulful stories- Karmic ties

Karmic ties

A very touching short movie about the eternal ties of father and daughter across the life times. Relationships we have in this life time are karmic bonds!!

Soulful Stories - Father Forgets - W. Liwigston Larned

FATHER FORGETS

W. Livingston Larned

condensed as in "Readers Digest"

Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone.Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside. There are the things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You you threw some of your things on the floor. gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, "Goodbye, Daddy!" and I frowned, and said in

reply, "Hold your shoulders back!"

Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came up  the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles.There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive-and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, from a father!

Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. "What is it you want?" I snapped. You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and yoursmall arms tightended with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart and which even neglect could not wither. And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs. Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What has habit been doing to me? The habit of finding fault, o reprimanding-this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years .And there was so much that was good and fine and true in your character. The little heart of you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed! It is feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: "He is nothing but a boy-a little boy!" I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary in your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother's arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.

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सुनो बेटे !मैं तुमसे कुछ कहना चाहता हूँ |  तुम गहरी नींद में सो रहे हो | तुम्हारा नन्हा सा हाथ तुम्हारे नाज़ुक गाल के नीचे दबा हैं | और तुम्हारे पसीना - पसीना ललाट पर घुंघराले बाल बिखरे हुए हैं | मैं तुम्हारे कमरे में चुपके से दाखिल हुआ हूँ , अकेला | अभी कुछ मिनट पहले जब मैं लायेब्ररी में अखबार पढ़ रहा था, तोह मुझे बहुत पश्चाताप हुआ | इसलिए तोह आधी रात को तुम्हारे पास खड़ा हूँ , किसी अपराधी की तरह |

जिन बातों के बारे में मैं सोच रहा था, वेह ये हैं बेटे | मैं आज तुम पर बहुत नाराज़ हुआ | जब तुम स्कूल जाने के लिए तैयार हो रहे थे, तब मैंने तुम्हे खूब दांता... तुमने तौवेल के बजाय परदे से हाथ पौछ लिए थे | तुम्हारे जूते गंदे थे, इस बात पर भी मैंने तुम्हे कोसा | तुमने फर्श पर इधर - उधर चीज़े फेंक राखी थी .. इस पर मैंने तुम्हे बुरा भला कहा |

नाश्ता करते वक़्त भी मैं तुम्हारी एक के बाद एक गलतियां निकलाता रहा | तुमने डाइनिंग टेबल पर खाना बिखरा दिया था | खाते समय तुम्हारे मूँह से चपड़ - चपड़ की आवाज़ आ रही थी | मेज़ पर तुमने कोहिनियाँ भी टिका राखी थी| तुमने बराद पर खूब सारा मक्खन भी चुपड़ लिया था | यही नहीं जब मैं ऑफिस जा रहा था और तुम खेलने जा रहे थे और तुमने हाथ हिलाकर "बाय-बाय दद्दी" कहा था, तब भी मैंने भृकुटी तानकर टोका था, "अपनी कॉलर ठीक करो | "

शाम को भी मैंने यही सब किया | ऑफिस से लौटकर मैंने देखा की तुम दोस्तों के साथ मिट्ठी से खेल रहे थे | तुम्हारे कपडे गंदे थे, तुम्हारे मोजो में छेद हो गए थे | मैं तुम्हे पकड़कर ले गया और तुम्हारे दोस्तों के सामने अपमानित किया |मोज़े मेहेंगे हैं - जब तुम्हे खरीदने पड़ेंगे तब तुम्हे इनकी कीमत समझ आएगी | ज़रा सोचो तोह सही, एक पिता अपने बेटे का इससे ज्यादा दिल किस तरह दुखा सकता हैं ?

क्या तुम्हे याद है जब में library में पढ़ रहा था तब तुम रात को मेरे कमरे में आये थे , किसी सहमें हुए मृग छौने की तरह . तुम्हारी आंखें बता रही थी की तुम्हे कितनी चोट पहुंची है. और मैंने अखबार के ऊपर से देखते हुए पढ़ने में बाधा डालने के लिए तुम्हे झिढ़ाक दिया था " कभी तो चैन से रहने दिया करो, अब क्या बात है ? " और तुम दरवाज़े पैर ही ठिठक गए थे .

तुमने कुछ नहीं कहा. तुम बस भाग कर ए , मेरे गले में बाहें डालकर मुझे चूमा और good night करके चले गए . तुम्हारी नन्ही बाहों की जकरन   बता रही थी की तुम्हारे दिल में इश्वर ने प्रेम का ऐसा फूल खिलाया था जो इतनो उपेक्षा के बाद भी नहीं मुरझाया. और फिर तुम सीढियों पैर ख़त ख़त कर के चढ़ गए.

तो बेटे, इस घटना के कुछ ही देर बाद मेरे हाथों से अखबार छूट गया और मुझे बहुत ग्लानी हुई. ये क्या होता जा  रहा है मुझे? गलतियां ढूडने की डान्दते डपटने की आदत सी पढ़ती जा रही है मुझे ..अपने बच्चे के बचपन का ये पुरूस्कार दे रहा हूँ ..ऐसा नहीं है की बेटे की में तुम्हे प्यार नहीं करता पर एक बच्चे से जरूरत से ज्यादा उम्मीदें लगा बैठा था. में तुम्हारे प्यार को अपनी उम्र की तराजू पर तौल रहा था..

तुम इतने प्यारे हो , इतने अच्छे और सच्चे,..तुम्हारा नन्हा सा दिल इतना बड़ा है जैसे चौड़ी पहार्डिओं के पीछे उगता सुबह ..तुम्हारा बड़प्पन इसी बात से जाहिर होता है की दिन भर डान्दते रहने वाले पापा को भी तुम रात को GOODNIGHT KISS देने आये. आज की रात और कुछ भी महत्वपूर्ण नहीं है बेटे . में अँधेरे में तुम्हारे सिरहाने आया हूँ और यहाँ घुटने टिकाये बैठा हूँ..शर्मिंदा 

यह एक कमजोर पश्चात्ताप है. मैं जानता  हूँ की अगर मैं तुम्हे जगाकर यह सब कहूँगा तो शायद तुम नहीं समझोगे . पर कल से मैं तुम्हारा प्यारा पापा बन कर दिख्लायूंगा . मैं तुम्हारे साथ खेलूंगा , तुम्हारी मजेदार बातें मन लगाकर सुनूंगा , तुम्हारे साथ खुलकर हसूंगा, और तुम्हारी तकलीफों को बाटूंगा . आगे से मैं जब भी तुम्हे डान्दते के लिए मूह खोलूँगा टी इसके पहले मैं अपनी जीभ तो अपने दाँतों में दबा लूँगा . मैं बार बार किसी मंत्र की तरह यह कहना सीखूंगा " वह तो अभी बच्चा है ....छोटा सा बच्चा ....

मुझे अफ़सोस है की मैंने तुम्हे बच्चा नहीं बड़ा मान लिया था ..परन्तु आज जब मैं तुम्हे गूढ़ीमूढ़ी और थका थका पलंग पर सोया देख रहा हूँ बेटे तो मुझे एहसास होता है की तुम अभी बच्चे ही तो हो .. कल तक तुम अपनी मान की बाहों में थे , उसके कंधे पैर सर रखे .. मैंने तुमसे कितनी ज्यादा उम्मीदें की थी , कितनी ज्यादा...

Soulful-PERSPECTIVES

PERSPECTIVES

One day a father and his rich family took his young son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be.They spent a day and a night in the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from the trip, the father asked the son,"How waas the trip?"

"Very good Dad!"

"Did you see how poor people can be?"the father asked.

"Yeah!""And what did you learn?"

The son answerwed,"I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden, they have a creek that has no end.We have imported lamps in tne garden, thay have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard, they have a whole horizon.

When the little boy was finishing, his father was speechless.

His son added,"Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are!" Isn't it true that it all depends on the way we look at things? If you have love, friends, family. health, good humour, and a positive attitude towards life, you've got everything!

You can't buy any of these things. You can have all the material possessions you can imagine, provisions for the future, etc, but if you are poor of spirit, you have nothing!

Author Unknown

Soulful-LOVELY COINCIDENCE

LOVELY COINCIDENCE

In 1945, there was a young boy of 14 in a concentration camp. He was tall, thin but had a bright smile. Every day, a young girl came by on the other side of the fence. She noticed the boy and asked him if he spoke Polish, and he said yes. She said he looked hungry, and he replied that he was. She then reached in her pocket and gave him her a[pple. He thanked her and she went on her way. The next day, she came by again, bringing with her another apple which she gave him. Each day, she walked by the fence, hoping to see him, and when she did, she happily handed him an apple in exchange for conversation.

One day, he told her to not to come by anymore. He told her that he was being shipped to another concentration camp. As he walked away with tears streaming down his face, he wondered if he'd ever see her again. She was the only kind soul he'd seen across the fence. He made it out of the concentration camp, and immigarted to America. In 1957, his freinds had fixed him up on a blind date. He had no idea who thhe woman was. He picked her up, and during dinner began tallking of Poland and the concentration camp. She said she was in Poland at that time. She said she used to talk to a boy and gave him apples daily. He asked if this boy was tall, skinny and if he had told her taht she shouldn't come back becauese he was leaving. She said yes.

He proposed to her that night and told her he'd never again let her go. They are stll happily married today.

Miracles do happen, and there is a grater force at work in our lives.

Author Unknown. 

Soulful-BLESSING IN DISGUISE

BLESSING IN DISGUISE

Every calamity, every disaster, all misfortunes can become challenges; they force us to venture on new paths, stretch our minds for new solutions, to take risks, to overcome sloth and win.

Years ago, in America, cotton was the big money in the south. Then the pest, the ball weevil came along. It began eating up all the crops.

Everyone despaired: ruin was imminent. However, that little pest turned out to be a blessing in disguise. It forced farmers to plant peanuts instead of cotton. Eventually, peanuts became a more profitable crop than cotton ever was. In appreciation, farmers erected a statue pf the hated weevil in Alabama.

‘Never forget that happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it directly, the more it will just elude you. But if you sit down quietly and divert your attention, then it comes and sits softly on your shoulder.

Dr. Murray Banks

Soulful-FAMILY PICTURE

FAMILY PICTURE

While thumbing through the family pictures, I remembered a story a friend, Dan told me. His daughter’s teacher requested a parent teacher conference with him. His wife usually took care of those conferences, but the teacher wanted to see him, not his wife.

At her insistence, he made an appointment to drop by the school that afternoon,’ I wanted you to see this drawing your daughter made of your family,’ she said.

Dan looked at the drawing and asked,’ Where am I?’

That’s why I called you down here today, I asked your daughter the same question and she said you are never home so she left you out of the picture.’

Author Unknown.

 

Soulful- FINDING COPPER PENNIES

FINDING COPPER PENNIES

There was a small boy who when walking down the street one day found a bright copper penny. He was so excited that he found money and it didn’t cost him anything. this experience led him to spend the rest of his days walking with his head down; eyes wide open, looking for treasure.

During his lifetime he found 296 pennies, 48 nickels, 19 dimes, 16 quarters, 2 half dollars and one crinkled dollar bill. A total of 13.96 dollars.

He got money for nothing. Except that he missed the breathless beauty of 31,369 sunsets, the colorful splendor of 157 rainbows, the fiery beauty of hundreds of maples nipped by autumn’s drifting across blue skies, shifting into various wondrous formations.

Birds flying, sun shining, and the smiles of a thousand passing people are not a part of his memory.

Who do you know that is living like this? Head is bent down, burdened with trivial things, afraid of pain and criticism and fear of things that never happen hoping to find that copper penny….for nothing.

Author Unknown

Soulful- CHILDHOOD COMES BUT ONCE

CHILDHOOD COMES BUT ONCE

When I was around 13 and my brother just 10, father had promised to take us to the circus. But at lunch there was a phone call. Some urgent business required his attention downtown. My brother and I waited for the disappointment. Then we heard him say, ‘No, I won’t be down. It will have to wait’.

When he came back to the table, mother smiled and said,’ The circus keeps coming back you know.’

‘I know’ said father,’ but childhood doesn’t.

Arthur Gordon

Soulful- THE WISE WOMAN’S STONE

THE WISE WOMAN’S STONE

A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler, who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone in the woman’s bag and admired ir, and asked her to give it to him. The wise woman did so without hesitation.

The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the jewel was worth enough to give him security for the rest of his life.

But a few days later he came back, searching for the wise woman. When he found her, he returned her the stone and said,’ I have been thinking. I know how valuable this stone is, but I give it back to you in the hope that you can give me something more precious. If you can, give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me that stone.

The Best of Bits and Pieces

soulful- THE “BIG ROCKS” OF LIFE

THE “BIG ROCKS” OF LIFE

One day, an expert in time management was speaking to a group of business students and, to drive home a point, used an illustration those students will never forget. As he stood in front of the group of high powered over achievers he said,” Okay, time for a quiz,” and he pulled out a one-gallon, wide mouth Mason jar and set it on the table in front of him.

He also produced about a dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time, into the jar. When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside, he asked,” Is this jar full?”

Everyone in the class yelled, “Yes.”

The time management expert replied,” Really?”

He reached under the table and pulled out a bucket of gravel. He dumped some gravel in and shook the jar causing pieces of gravel to work themselves down into the spaces between the big rocks.

He then asked the group once more,” Is the jar full?”

By this time the class was on to him. “Probably not,” one of them answered. “Good!” He replied.

He reached under the table and bought out a bucket of sand. He started dumping the sand in the jar and it went into all of the spaces left between the rocks and the gravel.

Once more he asked the question,” Is this jar full?”

“No!” the class shouted.

Once again he said, “Good.”

Then he grabbed a pitcher of water and began to pour it in until the jar was filled to the brim.

He looked at the class and asked,”What is the point of this illustration?”

One eager beaver raised his hand and said,” The point is , no matter how full your schedule is, of you really try hard you can always fit some more things in it!”

“No,” the speaker replied,” that’s not the point, the truth is, this illustration teaches us that if you don’t put the big rocks in first, you will never get them in at all. What are the ‘big rocks’ in your life, time with your beloved ones, your faith, your education, your dreams, a worthy causer, teaching or mentoring others? Remember to put these big rocks in first  or  you will never get them in at all. So, tonight, or in the morning you are reflecting on this short story, ask yourself this question: What are the ‘big rocks’ in my life? Then put those in your jar first.

Author Unknown.

Soulful - SMILES AND TEARS

IT COMES BACK

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish Farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.

Farmer Fleming saved the boy from what could have been a slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy father Fleming had saved.

“I want to repay you,” said the nobleman. “You saved my son’s life.”

“No, I can’t accept payment for what I did,” the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.

At that moment, the farmer’s own son came to the door of the family hovel. “is that your son?” the nobleman asked. “Yes,” the farmer replied proudly.

I’ll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll no doubt grow to be a man both will be proud of”. And that he did.

Father Fleming’s son attended the very best schools and in time, he graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London, and he went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Year later, the same nobleman’s son who was saved from the bog was stricken with Pneumonia. What saved his life this time? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.

His son’s name? Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once sang a song:

“What goes around comes around.

Work like you don’t need the money.

Love like you’ve never been hurt.

Dance like nobody’s watching.

Sing like nobody’s listening.

Live like it’s heaven on earth.”

                               Author Unknown