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Burdens Of Life

We worry about our family, we worry about money or the lack of it. We worry about work, about where we live, about all sorts of things.

These are all burdens - the things we pick up along life’s path and lug them around the obstacles and over the crevasses that life will bring; only to find that, at the destination they are useless and we can’t take them with us.

Burdens Of Life

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Pravs World: Happiness Will Find You

Written by pravsj on Saturday, September 29th, 2007 in Attitude, Balance, Family, Happiness, Helping, How To Live, People, Pravs World, Self.

Happiness Will Find You

Happiness lives for those who cry, those who are hurt, those who have searched, and those who tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

If you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if your focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

Happiness Will Find You

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Pravs World: Don’t Forget

Written by pravsj on Monday, September 24th, 2007 in Attitude, Belief, Character, Experience, Faith, Family, Learning, Life, People, Pravs World.

Don’t Forget

Many times in our lives we are dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances tha come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.

But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased you are still priceless to those who love you.

The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by who we are.
You are special. Don’t ever forget it.

Don’t Forget

Credits for Photography: Yuri Bonder

Text Mail >> Remain United

Written by pravsj on Monday, July 30th, 2007 in Family, Text Mail, Unity.

Remain United

A farmer who had a quarrelsome family called his sons and told them to lay a bunch of sticks before him. Then, after laying the sticks parallel to one another and binding them, he challenged his sons, one after one, to pick up the bundle and break it.

They all tried, but in vain. Then, untying the bundle, he gave them the sticks to break one by one. This they did with the greatest ease. Then said the father, “Thus, my sons, as long as you remain united, you are a match for anything, but differ and separate, and you are undone.


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Pravs World >> Don’t Worry About Failures

Written by pravsj on Thursday, July 5th, 2007 in Determination, Family, Pravs World, Success.

Don’t Worry About Failures


You’ve failed many times, although you don’t remember.
You fell down the first time you tried to walk.
You almost drowned the first time you tried to swim.

Don’t worry about failure.
Worry about the chances you miss when you fail to try.

Dont Worry About Failures 

Credits for Photography: Yoga Raharja

Text Mail >> Don’t Abandon Your Dream

Written by pravsj on Thursday, July 5th, 2007 in Determination, Dreams, Family, Focus, Relations, Text Mail.

Don’t Abandon Your Dream

There were once 2 brothers who lived on the 80th level. On coming home one day, they realized to their dismay that the lifts were not working and that they have to climb the stairs home.

After struggling to the 20th level, panting and tired, they decided to abandon their bags and come back for them the next day. They left their bags then and climbed on. When they have struggled to the 40th level, the younger brother started to grumble and both of them began to quarrel. They continued to climb the flights of steps, quarreling all the way to the 60th floor.

They then realized that they have only 20 levels more to climb and decided to stop quarreling and continue climbing in peace. They silently climbed on and reached their home at long last. Each stood calmly before the door and waited for the other to open the door.

And they realized that the key was in their bags which was left on the 20th floor

This story is reflecting on our life…many of us live under the expectations of our parents, teachers and friends when young. We seldom get to do the things that we really like and love and are under so much pressure and stress so that by the age of 20, we get tired and decided to dump this load.

Being free of the stress and pressure, we work enthusiastically and dream ambitious wishes.

But by the time we reach 40 years old, we start to lose our vision and dreams. We began to feel unsatisfied and start to complain and criticize. We live life as a misery as we are never satisfied. Reaching 60, we realize that we have little left for complaining anymore, and we began to walk the final episode in peace and calmness.

We think that there is nothing left to disappoint us, only to realize that we could not rest in peace because we have an unfulfilled dream …… a dream we abandoned 60 years ago.

So what is your dream? Follow your dreams, so that you will not live with regrets.

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Poem Book >> Tomorrow May Become Never

Written by pravsj on Saturday, June 9th, 2007 in Family, Love, Poem Book, Relations, Tomorrow.

Tomorrow May Become Never

Say your I love you’s today
Tomorrow it might be too late
Here and now is forever
Regrets my friend, are too hard to shake

Tomorrow may become never
Who knows when they could be gone
I’ve done this one time too many
Although I knew it was wrong

So I love you mother and father
I love you my brother alike
I love you my husband and daughter
And all who have influenced my life

I will always speak from the heart
I will speak every word as our last
I shall have no further regrets
When someone I love has passed

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Text Mail >> Drops Of Oil

Written by pravsj on Sunday, May 27th, 2007 in Family, Life, Relations, Text Mail.

Drops of Oil

A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived.

Rather than finding a saintly man though, our young lad, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity tradesmen came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world.

The wise man listened attentively to the boy’s explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn’t have just then to explain the secret of happiness.

He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours. Meanwhile, I want to ask you to do something, said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. As you wander around, carry this spoon without allowing the oil to spill.

The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the castle, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was. Well, said the wise man, did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in the dining hall? Did you see the garden that took the master
gardener 10 years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?.

The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man had entrusted to him.

Then go back and observe the marvels of my world, said the wise man. Relieved, the boy picked up the spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens and the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen.

But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you, asked the wise man. Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone. Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you, said the wisest of wise men. The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.

This story serves as just a little reminder that while we get all caught up in the frenzy of work and assignments, we mustn’t forget about the drops of oil, the things in life that really matter… friends, family, stuffed toys… and the ties that bind..

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Text Mail >> Families Are Forever

Written by pravsj on Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007 in Family, Relations, Text Mail.

Families Are Forever

Once there was a little boy named Jamey. He had some great friends, but his greatest friend was his mom. Not in some sissy way or anything like that. She was just different than the other moms.

While they were busy going to their fashion shows and their bridge parties, she was home with him.
They’d play in the backyard together, go on bike rides, have long talks. She was the best football player on the whole block. At least that was what the other guys said. They really thought she was special. You know, they wished their moms were more like that.

Then one day Jamey was called home from school. There was a big white ambulance in the driveway. When Jamey walked in the front door his dad was talking to the doctor, and Jamey was scared.

They said he could only talk to his mom for a minute, and when he tiptoed into the bedroom and saw her lying on the bed she smiled and whispered, “Hi, Big J.” That’s what she always called him even though he wasn’t very big. She said he always had a big heart.

She said, “Jamey, I’m going away and I won’t be coming back. I’m dying.”

Big tears came into Jamey’s eyes and he said, “Mom, you just can’t die.”

And she said, “It’s okay Babe, there’s no regrets. I’ve been with you more in eleven years than most moms are with their boys in their whole lifetime.”

He said, “I know mom, but you can’t die, you can’t.”

And she said, “Jamey, there’s a secret, and I never want you to forget it. –Families are forever, and even though you won’t see me, I’ll still be there watching over you, and waiting for you.”

And he said, “But Mom, if I can’t see you, well then, how will I know you’re there?”

And she thought a minute and then she smiled and answered, “I’ll build you a rainbow way up high above, send down a sunbeam plumb full of love, sprinkle down raindrops, teardrops of joy. I’ll be as happy as springtime watching over my boy.”

She kissed him, closed her eyes, and she was gone. As Jamey and his dad stood in the driveway watching the ambulance drive away, his dad broke down and started to cry. And they hugged each other real tight and Jamey felt his teardrop’s on his own cheeks and cried too.

And then he remembered the secret–and he looked up and sure enough, there it was, right over their house–a big rainbow, just like she said!

And he said, “Dad, dad, it’s all right, Families are forever!!”

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