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Sometimes you understand the Greatness of God by experiencing the lowliness of the fellow human beings

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Do a thousand good and one bad

Your best friend runs away from you

Do a thousand bad and one good

God says, come back my friend, the door is open

Always!

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How interesting!

All the other four senses are different from the fifth one, how ?

Let’s See

For all the four senses to work there needs to be an external thing other than the sense itself

Like for the eyes to see , for the ears to hear , for the nose to smell, and for the skin to touch, another object or part has to be there.

Not convinced yet..?

All the four senses can only experience something which is already in existence

Such as ..

Your Eyes can only see a thing which is already created

Your ears can only hear a voice which is already created

Yours can only smell a fragrance which is already created

Your skin can only touch a thing which is already created

Pause and ponder, But!

Your mouth can create words that have never been spoken!

Your mouth can create something almost from nothing !

Like your lovely heart

Is that why God said..

“Neither My Earth nor My Heavens can contain Me, but the heart of a Believing Servant, contains Me.” !

The Cleric & The Book

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The  head cleric was all anxious, when he had heard of the upcoming visit of the King to the National Librabry. It was his obligation to be in charge of the library on top of the religious responsibilities he handled for the kingdom . The King was fond of literature and had penned a few books in the past, it was his custom to visit the library at least once a year to check everything is in place and also to marvel at the ever increasing collection of books.

It was only rarely the cleric found some time to visit the library as this was his secondary job. However he was left furious when he payed a quick check up visit to the library prior to the Kings arrival to the place. To his surprise he found that the ignorant librarians had placed the King’s masterpiece poetry book at the lowest row of the bookshelf. It was just minutes away before the King arrived and he lost all his temper and screamed at the top of his voice. Within seconds the responsible librarians were lined up and admonished heavily by the cleric. In no time they were asked to rearrange the books and it was made sure that the Kings books were all placed at eye level and at the most visible part of the Library.

The Cleric did not forget to make note of the names of at least two servants who were responsible for the issue, he had to make sure that they would be terminated soon after the visit for what could have been a fatal mistake as the king was known for his short temper.

Finally the King arrived accompanied by dignitaries, the collection of books they had preserved in the library was surely a thing to marvel at. The companions missed no opportunities to praise the great collection of books and the interiors maintained in the facility. It was the cleric himself who took out the King’s masterpiece from the shelf and recited some of the best lines of poetry from it. This might have been really powerful words as the whole group broke into tears when it was recited.

It was the time of prayer and it was the cleric’s turn to carry out his second responsibility before the King. He led the prayer with utmost care leading the whole group and was quick to follow it up with some recitation and advices from the Book of God which was kept conveniently next to the prayer mat , next to his feet.

The King seemed really happy and the cleric was thoroughly impressed on how the whole day went and thanked God for the accolades he received. After all what better ways to showcase his skills both as a Librarian and as the head cleric in just one quick visit of the King. He sure had reasons to wait for a pay rise from the generous King.

..The Fallen Bird..

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I saw you looking up into the sky

Felt as though you were about to cry..

What made you stay back till the late night

Or was it because you could really not fly

Perhaps you already had given it a try.

Didn’t try helping you, know not why

A touch of comfort before you died

is what you yearned, but we both were shy.

How was the fall,the fence was high

Hope you went in a state of joy

Bidding the babes a final good bye..

Forgot your story as the days went by

Returned to the site , and was touched by the plight

Motionless ,me for a moment and you forever

you were,No!, are beautiful, even days after death

Not a crack , or a mark on your colorful cloth

You must have had a beautiful heart, filled with faith

Sure you have fallen through a brave last flight.

Thanks for giving me a chance to help you

Return to the sand in a state of bliss you

As a queen, rest in peace you

i would now forever miss you

Never I , but it was He who helped you.!