Cute managers!

These two young managers are in the business of selling happiness for free 😉

GSD pups



“Be the person who your dog thinks you are!” ~ J.W. Stephens

Have a wonderful weekend my dear friends!

Blue smiley

The School Bell

Who doesn’t remember the school bell and the pleasant memories associated with it. And why does a school bell sound not so pleasant in the morning whereas the same bell sounds so beautiful at the end of school day closing.


The first bell signals a structured regimen of studies and discipline. Whereas the final bell is music to our ears as it heralds freedom fun and play.

How nice if we could start our day visualising the sweet sound of the second bell and have a wonderful day?

Come friends lets all “Live Life Less Serious” 😎 😎





Short and Sweet

ONCE, all villagers decided to pray for rain, on the day of prayer all the people gathered but only one boy came with an umbrella.
That’s FAITH

Grown-ups always need logic or reason to believe yet things can still go wrong. But little children live a happy life with wonder in their eyes and without care for the outcomes.
“Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe” ~ Voltaire
Have a good day my friends 🙂

Patience in a fast moving world

We all seem to be in a hurry in whatever we do. More so as life today has become fiercely competitive and we want to achieve our goals before anyone else does. But in this frenzy our mind gets clouded with tension and negative thoughts and our ability to think gets severely weakened thereby losing the goal itself.

However the quote below makes me wonder whether such wisdom can work in a world of fleeting opportunities where speed is the mantra to winning?

Don't rush anything


A leader in a hurry is bound to make mistakes or achieve short-term wins but a leader who analysis the situation and plans well before execution will provide sustainable and robust results. No wonder leaders with high levels of emotional intelligence (EI) are considered to be better than leaders with high IQ levels and low EI. The former has the ability to remain calm in highly stressful and volatile situations thus validating the wisdom of  Lao Tzu ( 601 BC to 531 BC) even in present times. In Lao Tsu’s words ~

                                                                 “Do you have the patience to wait,

                                                              Till your mud settles and the water is clear?

                                                              Can you remain unmoving,

                                                             Till the right action arises by itself?”

Do share your views dear readers on the relevance of Patience not only in today’s fast moving business world but also in our own family relationships.

Happy Feb


Merry Christmas and a Very Happy 2016

It’s Christmas eve and I wish you all my dear blogger friends a beautiful and joyful Christmas and a very Happy New Year 2016. May you and your families enjoy good health and well being in mind body and soul!

Lets listen to John Denver’s The Little Drummer Boy!



Moksh simply means eternal bliss. To experience Moksh we need to take a break and liberate ourselves from our monotonous routine. Freak out to a  quiet and serene locale and lose yourself in its stillness and calm. Listen to good music dance and/or do yoga when you feel like it. By being in gratitude meditation will happen on its own. Life is short so lets step out and capture the peace and joy.

I’ve just spent a week in a quaint little rustic place near my town. Through the pictures below I am sharing some of my Moksh moments with you.





Dance with the rhythm of nature



Some of my blogger friends whom I hold in the highest esteem wished I had shared some deeper insight on the word Moksh. Firstly I am thankful to them for feeling free to share their candid views. Well Moksh here is the name of the Retreat place where our group spent a week. Secondly I must admit I am not too much into knowledge based spirituality. My inspiration comes from the wisdom of the masters, my fellow bloggers and from our daily life.

For me Moksh is any moment that I can spend in “BLISS”. We can experience Moksh in a beautiful serene place, in the solitude of your home, when listening to music or painting and in the outdoors trekking or playing sports.

However Swami Sivananda puts it beautifully in words here:


Have a great week ahead. 🙂

Courage happens from a calm mind

Be a kid and enjoy this simple story of  “A Wise Deer and A Cowardly Tiger”  🙂 We can draw a small lesson from it too 🙂

There was a dense forest on the sides of a mountain. Many wild animals lived in the forest. Once a deer was eating leaves and grass with her two young ones. The young ones wandered happily here and there. The deer followed her fawns. The young ones entered a cave. The deer was frightened as it was a tiger’s cave. There were bones of dead animals all over the cave. Fortunately, the tiger was not inside the cave at the time.

As the deer was tried to lead her young ones out of the cave she heard a loud roar and she saw the tiger at a distance. The tiger was coming towards the cave. It was dangerous to go out of the cave now. She thought of a plan. The tiger had come closer to the cave. The deer raised her voice and shouted, “My deer young children do not weep. I shall capture a tiger for you to eat. You can have a good dinner.”

The tiger heard these words. He was disturbed. He said to himself, “Whose is that strange voice from the cave? A dangerous animal is staying inside to capture me. I shall run away to escape death.”

So saying, the tiger began to run away from there as fast as possible.

A jackal saw the running tiger. “Why are you running in great fear?” the jackal asked. The tiger said, “My friend, a powerful and fierce animal has come to stay in my cave. The young ones are crying for a tiger to eat. The mother is promising to capture a tiger for them. So, I am running away in great fear.”

The cunning jackal was now sure. The tiger was a coward. It said to the tiger. “Do not be afraid. No animal is fiercer or stronger than a tiger. Let us go together to find out.”

But the tiger said, “I do not want to take a chance. You may run away. I will be left alone to die. So, I will not come with you.”

The jackal said, “Trust me. Let us knot our tails together. That way I will not be able to leave you.”

The tiger agreed unwillingly to this proposal. The jackal tied their tails in a knot. Now they walked towards the cave together.

The deer saw the jackal and the tiger coming together. She again raised her voice and shouted towards her children standing inside the cave, “My dear children, I had requested her friend, the clever jackal, to capture a tiger for us. Now look the jackal has captured a tiger for us. He has tied the tiger’s tail to his tail. This is to prevent the tiger from escaping. You will soon have the tiger for our dinner.”

The tiger heard this and was shocked. He was sure now the jackal had cheated him. So, the tiger decided to escape from the terrible animal standing inside his cave. He started running. He forgot about the jackal. He dragged the jackal over rocks and thorns. In the mad escape the jackal was caught between two rocks. The tiger pulled with all his might. His tail got cut. The jackal was killed in this incident. The tail-less tiger ran away to another part of the forest.

The deer and her young ones left the tiger’s cave and joined their herd safely. 🙂

Be nothing be Joyful

Our inborn nature is one of Love and Joy! So lets Be JOYFUL


“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river of joy within you” ~ Rumi

Cheers friends have a lovely week-end!  🙂

Rural Indian culture

Shashikant Dhotre a humble and persevering young man whose passion for art made him into an artist whose paintings are awe inspiring. He comes from a remote village from Maharashtra State from a family of meager means. A childhood full of challenges he could afford to draw only with black paper and colored pencils. Yet his intensity and dedication to art bore fruit. His paintings are now considered so realistic and surreal and known to move people to tears. In his short journey his art has received acclaim and he has won several laurels including the coveted Indian Royal Academy and the Bombay Art Society awards.

I am sharing a few of his paintings which capture stunning cultural nuances of the simple village folk in their typical rural setting. The expressions of women and the finer details of their traditional dress are sheer magic.

Thanks to my friend TK who shared these painting.









For more details on Mr. Dhotre and his amazing story a link from Times of India is given below:



Namaste dear friends



MY PRAYER – A guest post

Hi folks Surinder Bonsor has graciously presented this guest presentation to share with you my friends. Surinder is a war veteran and enjoys a socially active life with keen a interest in philosophy and spirituality”. His words “This poem, flowing from the heart, seems to be a universal voice as we grow old and near our end. All souls, though unaware, want to meet their Real Creator, the Eternal Bliss.”

My Prayer

My Prayer

AS I grow old and old,
I want to behold,
THAT power that has a hold upon the young and old;
And holds together vast spaces, suns and all,
In perfect harmony,
To the wondrous amusement of all,
His creations big and small and infinite,
Go round and round in time and space with His command,
Not knowing the One behind this all.

AS I grow old and old,
I wonder what brought me here upon the firmament,
To toil and sweat for food and happiness.
My hunger was quenched with ease,
But happiness was not seen upon the land.
I struggled to find peace and happiness all through life,
But found suffering, pain and war.
Greed of man has snatched the Happiness away.
Each satisfaction brought delight, though pain followed in its way.
I know not what to do, to please my Soul,
In search for eternal Bliss and Happiness?

AS I grow old and old,
I realize this world is not what I want!
It is only a dance of light, energy and thoughts,
Moving around in forms, colours and sound,
To the delight of many and pain to victims of fate.
What use to toil when nothing I can take;
Leaving behind the Body here to merge in original state!
Dust to dust is the tale.

AS I grow old and old,
It dawns upon me what a fool I was!
The Body was given me to return home,
But I wasted it chasing the world of dreams.
Fleeting pleasures I got in plenty,
And thus got lost in the snare of desires, anger and greed
That bound me to the grave.
Not knowing, Real Happiness is not in the chase,
I gave away actions divine that please my Soul.

AS I grow old and old,
Many friends and associations I lose,
Tossed about, like driftwood, upon the turbulent river of life,
Drifting together for a while, we part to be seen no more.
What use it was to attach to things and beings,                        
That belonged not to me and taken away in a sway!
I came and leave without attachments,
That sure, is the way!

As I grow old and old,
I begin to realize, life is a game to play,
To play it well is all that I can do.
To win or lose is not to be thought about,
To the hidden Force within, I surrender,
And shoot the arrow towards my Goal.
That takes me to the Beholden!