Why Did the Teacher Slap Me

I was studying in the 6th standard in the village school

One lazy afternoon in the class, the teacher walked in and everyone stood up in respect. Even before the class settled down the teacher signaled me to go towards him.

Though i was a back bencher , i went to him like an obedient pet as he was famous for slapping students. But deep in my mind I always wondered how it felt to be slapped by someone.

My curiosity kept on increasing as i went near him and as soon as my face was at a reachable distance. His hand went up in the air and it reached out to my soft lower ear lobe and like a professional he started squeezing it . I felt of myself as a chewing gum for a few moments.

When he did a few rounds and i had seen enough of butterflies, he told me to go back. As i was going back, i felt like a celebrity as almost a 100 eyes were fixed on me of the classmates

I reached my bench and i was still wondering why it all happened, i couldn’t help but smile while sitting down.

Even before my bums could touch the bench, the teacher gave me yet another signal to go to back to him. This time around i was very confident of the reason and walked up to him in speed and as soon as i reached the distance of his arm span, everything started slowing down.

His hand swung up in the air like a baseball racket and with the perfection of a pro it landed right in the middle of my face, home-run!

It was because of him i realized law of attraction is real ,whether it is for a good or a bad thing.

I am sure he only had the best of intentions, but out of the deep respect we had for teachers in the village none of us students could ask him for the reason. Among all my other teachers , I wish him a great Teacher’s Day. We always learn from them.

May be this is why they say, experience is best teacher ,as even after 25 years of that incident i am still wondering why it all happened..

Can you help me with a guess..?

The Mouse in your House

A negative thought in your mind

Is like a mouse in the house

You know well the damage just one can cause

Think of having a thousand mice at once

Use of a trap can only catch a few

But prevents not more from entering anew

Find the hole through which it creeps in

Seal it at once and earn a piece of your mind!

They say we have 70000 thoughts a day. And for an average person more than half of it is negative and a lot of the rest is about trivial matters.

While it’s not easy to put a full stop to these, the best temporary solution is to drive away negative thoughts with opposite thoughts which im referring to as the mouse trap ( Eg: to pray for or praise the one whome you are jealous against).

The real solution will be to find the source of these negative thoughts and solve it from the roots which is referred to as sealing the hole in the poem (Eg: To settle a long kept partnership or relationship issue rather than to live with it while it occupies half the space of your mind)

inspired by Hemmah.net

job loss aka termination letter

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Recently happened to meet one of my old friends who was in an enviable position in a big firm. Realized he was at the height of despair now after being out of job for more than one year, and his own friends in the previous company was blocking him from getting other jobs.

His words were painful to my ears “I am planning to quit everything”.

Please do remember folks, we are living in a very fragile world where things are changing overnight and not everyone has the faith to endure these challenges.

If you can’t support or pray for X colleagues or fellow beings, at least do not harm them. If your simple YES can land them a job in a reference call, give a BIG YES without expecting anything in return and be in touch with them.

I met him even though I had nothing in mind , but just as God wanted it to be, turned out to be a very productive meeting for both of us.

I have a simple message to all of you who are in similar situations, or who might be in future

Your Determination is always two letters ahead of your Termination! and as the Qur’an states “God does not burden a soul beyond it’s capacity” and more than anything “Do not despair of the Mercy of Your Lord

Hold on you strong one..
For bigger goals, your chosen!

My Sales Interview: Where did the 4Ps hide?

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Holding my Marketing MBA marks card in hand, she asked me in the sales interview what are the 4 Ps of marketing ?

To her surprise my answer was “I don’t know “

She was like “ Is this marks card with First class scores real? How come you don’t know the 4Ps“?

As if nothing unusual happened, I told her “If you put me in front of the clients, I know how to sell and they never ask for the 4Ps.”

That day I realized knowledge of marketing is not as important as the application of it😜

I was still thinking where did the 4Ps hide while walking back with the offer!

Paperless or Mannerless

Recently me and my colleagues went for a meeting and there she was , a well dressed young professional and she definitely seemed to know almost everything!

After almost an hour long meeting, we extended our business cards then she said , no I can’t accept it as WE ARE GOING PAPERLESS.

We were about to leave and she wanted some more information to be sent to her email. She asked for a PAPER , which was given and she happily wrote her email on a full page.

We just hope , she and her organization just stop being PAPERLESS like that !

ASIF A

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AS IF A GIRL BEING ABDUCTED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING DRUGGED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING RAPED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING STRANGLED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF A GIRL BEING KILLED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF ALL THIS IN A TEMPLE IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF ONE IS NOT ENOUGH A TIME

A FEW MORE ASIFAS JUST THE SAME

THIS IS THE LAST ONE WE ALL CLAIM

WHERE HAVE WE LOST ALL THE SHAME

WHERE HAVE WE LOST ALL THE SHAME

NONE BUT OUR SELVES TO BLAME

FED OUR SOULS WITH LUSTFUL FLAMES..

NOW I AM NO MORE THAN A TALE

ALL YOU SOUGHT WAS A LITTLE FAME

WHERE HAVE YOU LOST ALL THE SHAME

I PRAY FOR A DAY MY SISTERS, MOTHER ARE SAFE,

ALIVE WITH UNBROKEN TRUST AND NEVER ENDING FAITH.

Human of the Day Award!

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I have been thinking about this for sometime 🙂

This is a short series of positive human experiences in our daily lives. We will chose the best three entries and recognize them with the human of the day awards on 31st of June

In a world that is filled with negativity and resentment, this is an attempt to observe and recognize the little goodness around us. An opportunity to enlighten the readers with that little happiness you received from a fellow human.

Post your entries as reply to this or you may share it with me in lilalistories@outlook.com

Start sharing your experiences today

With love,

https://egonsoul.wordpress.com

The Water Soul

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Like water containers, Our bodies as human beings come in different colors and shapes. Look at a bottle, glass or jar around you, the sizes and forms are completely different, yet if you take a step further and open the jar, see through the bottle or look inside the glass you see the same content, water

Our souls are like this water. Regardless of the differences outside, deep within we are all the same. The colorless, odorless , tasteless water.

Now!. Comes the power of your choice,

Take some dirt or filth and mix with this water, it becomes an undrinkable unapproachable thing. Or take some honey and milk to mix with it, the same water becomes a desirous drink.

This mud or the milk is the character you complement your soul with, the more of which you add the kind of being you become.

Choice is truly Yours.

( Inspired by Nadim Maldar)

 

 

House, Owner & the Tenant

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It seemed like an unusual walk through the village, a certain window seemed to have opened in the heart..

I passed by a house in which two people were quarreling, upon observing closely, I realized that they were fighting for the ownership of the house. What was even more surprising to me was one of them was the real owner of the house and other, the tenant> They had but little knowledge of their real positions as they both have been sharing the house from childhood. They were almost equal in strenth and appearance, I assumed this fight would go on till one of them eventually gains more power to overcome the other. I continued to walk.

After a while I passed by another house, the owner was in full control of it and was as healthy and heavy as anyone could imagine, I could not find the tenant anywhere initially. Upon inquiring I was told that tenant merely existed in a corner of the house almost as a slave and was hardly given anything to sustain his life. I assumed, they would probably never fight as the owner was well aware of his position and kept himself well maintained over the tenant, however I had a strange feeling somehow the tenant was never really going to give up.

I continued my walk and saw a third house.  The owner of the house was frail, bedridden and almost about to die. I became curious and started searching for the cruel tenant who had caused this pitiful scene. Didn’t take me long to find this giant ugly being, for sure he must have usurped almost all things which originally belonged to the owner. He was in full control of the house and there was little hope the owner would ever stand up on his feet again. But somehow I felt, even the house yearned for the owner to put up one last fight..!

You are the House in the story, your Ego the Tenant and Your Soul the Owner.

I leave you with one question, which is your house..?