TAKE OUT TIME - YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH

On a cold December Monday night the telephone rang. It was a call from his mother. He answered it and his mother told him, "Mr. Salaskar died last night. The funeral is on Wednesday."

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

"Arjun, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Arjun said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd remember the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Arjun said.

"You know, Arjun, after your father died, Mr. Salaskar stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important."

"Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Arjun said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Arjun caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Salaskar's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Arjun and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Arjuun paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered.

Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture...Arjun stopped suddenly...

"What'swrong, Arjun?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?" Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Arjun said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Arjun remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Salaskar family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Arjun said.

"I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Salaskar died. Returning home from work one day Arjun discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the courier office within the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Arjun went to the courier office and retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention.

"Mr. Haresh Salaskar" it read.

Arjun took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.

Arjun's hands shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Arjun Sharma. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filled his eyes, Arjun carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Arjun, Thanks for your time! -- Haresh Salaskar."

"The thing he valued most was my time!"

Arjun held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days.*

"Why?" Jhanvi, his assistant asked.

"I need some time to spend with the people I love and say I care for," he said. "Oh, by the way, Jhanvi, thanks for your time!"

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."

Think about these. You may not realize it, but it's true.

1. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

2. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.

3. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

4. You mean the world to someone.

5. If not for you, someone may not be living.

6. You are special and unique.

7. Have trust sooner or later you will get what you wish for or something better.

8. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.

9. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a hard look: you most likely turned your back on the world and the people who love and care for you.

10. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.

11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

12. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy.

13. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Share these thoughts with all the people you care about. In doing so, you will certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on life...for the better.

To everyone who read this just now.... Stay safe Stay blessed......

GIFT OF IMPERFECTION

What a gift it would be if we were able to drop all of our desires for perfection. And I’m not just talking about some of our desires for perfection—I mean all of them. The desire to look perfect; to have perfect grades/ outcomes/ performances; to be perceived as perfect by others; to have perfect answers to questions; to be the perfect mother/ father/ spouse/ sibling; to have the perfect circumstances; to live the perfect life… Why? Because every single one of these desires creates suffering. They create unattainable, unrealistic goals that lead to constant disappointment, self-judgement, and less acceptance of your self and others. And in this world—in this reality—there is no such thing as perfect.


Perfection is the standard that will drive you mad in its pursuit. Trying to look perfect is the standard that takes positive intentions from being constructive to being extreme and destructive. “Healthy eating” escalates into extreme dieting and/or fasting. “Working out” turns into extreme, obsessive, and/or excessive exercising. Getting a quick aesthetic procedure done escalates into more intense plastic surgery. Moreover, trying to produce perfect results will leave you short every time—unless, of course, you only produce results in areas that never challenge you and are well within your domain of knowledge. Go ahead, answer 2+2 for the rest of your life. That will give you a perfect streak of results. But if you want to grow, being imperfect is a prerequisite—after all, you can’t improve or grow what’s already perfect. And as long as you’re operating under the mindset that you have to be perfect, why would you want to step into a domain that’s outside your area of knowledge and risk being imperfect?

What about wanting to be perceived as perfect by others? Wanting to be perceived as perfect by others means you have to act perfectly in a way that aligns with each of their individual perceptions of perfection and never make a mistake in that acting process. And not only is that a wasted effort (for obvious reasons) but it can be really annoying too. Why do I say that? Because when you really think about it, how do we connect as humans anyway? Is it by being the perfect person? Think about your best friends. Are they perfect? Or are they perfectly imperfect? We connect through our vulnerabilities. It’s precisely what makes us imperfect that leads us to our deepest human connections. Your best friends are the ones who have shown you their biggest weaknesses, their deepest fears, their greatest flaws, their most personal vulnerabilities, and I’m sure your best friends are the only ones who know those things about you too. People who try to be perfect are annoying because they close the door to the exact part of them that lets you in—to connect and really get to know them—when ironically, they’re probably trying to put on a perfect “front” so that other people might “like” them enough to want to connect and really get to know them.

What about wanting to be the perfect mother/ father/ spouse/ sibling? Or wanting to have perfect circumstances or the perfect life? Yeah, good luck with that. We are ALL imperfect people, making imperfect decisions, with imperfect information, under imperfect circumstances, in a wildly imperfect world. I guess, that’s one way to put it, right? Hopefully by now you can see how wanting any sliver of this to be perfect is self-destructive and wasteful. So, how then should we act? What approach would be better? …Why not try adopting the mindset of being perfectly imperfect? Try being wildly authentic in your most true form and apologetically embrace each and every one of your flaws for what they are—the uniqueness-es that make you, YOU! …The person who wouldn’t be who they are without those exact uniqueness as they come together in you. So how should you try to look? FLAW-SOME.... 

How should you try to perform? The absolute best you can with no expectations in mind and ready to recover from mistakes. How should you answer questions? Honestly and/or readily admit your ignorance. How should you live your life? With band-aids ready, lots of reading material, and people you can be vulnerable with. Not only will this be more constructive and useful, but it will lead to more authenticity and connection and less anxiety and stress. 

And that’s something that I think might help us all.

HARD TIMES WILL COME - CORONA LESSONS

Your Life Task is your career/ your creative work/ your mission/ etc., that puts to use your strengths and aptitudes and brings to life your unique visions and goals for the world. Along the way, there are going to be times when you feel incredibly rewarded and times when the journey is going to absolutely suck. The ebb and flow of any long-term pursuit is inevitable and unpredictable and it’s important that we brace ourselves for the days that we know are coming.

There will be victories along the way that will be worth celebrating and there will be failures, setbacks, struggles, challenges, and hard times that are going to require grit, focus, and a game plan. Being mindful is the key practice that will guide us along the way.

With mindfulness, we can identify moments of frustration as opportunities for growth; moments of criticism as opportunities for skin-thickening; moments of laziness as excuses — and in each of these situations, find creative ways to get back to our work. If we’re not mindful, however, we may succumb to our moods and emotional swings and steer away from our journey towards mastery.

Our time is limited and every day should be treated as a life of it’s own. If you look at every morning as rebirth and every evening as death – would the life of your day(s) be fulfilled? For, what is our life but the accumulation of our days, averaged out and judged based on how fulfilling they were individually?

Where a lot of people get it wrong is in the idea that struggle, pain, challenge, controversy, failure, etc., are all bad things. They’re not. They’re opportunities. And we need to train ourselves to see them that way. Just like we can never live a struggle-free life, so too is it true that we won’t always have struggle-free days. So brace yourself, because hard times are coming — No question about it.
 
The question is, how are you going to respond? …And do you have a plan in place to help you respond?

BLACK

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This message has been shared by a dear friend Mr. Manohar Nayak. Posting here as loved the view point.

My favorite colors are: black, jet black, pitch black, pastel black, light black, faded black.

I love black. When they show me a white, I say "very nice, but does it come in black?". I am addicted to black. I own too much black.

Simply because black is such a happy color!

This message shows you the whitest of whites: *Black.*

 
|| you can't block black ||

|| black says: 'i don't bother you, you don't bother me' ||

|| classy is the original black; and black is the new black ||

|| black is modest and coolest, yet aggressive; black is lazy and easy, yet mysterious ||

|| black is not sad, black is poetic; black is not empty, black is ever filled ||

|| to me, a black cat crossing my path signifies that the animal is going somewhere ||

|| blacklist, blackmail, blackout, black humor, black death, black hole, black magic.. are all white lies ||

|| i will stop wearing black when they make a darker color ||

|| most colorful minds wear black ||

|| my thinking is not black, I think in black ||

|| last but not the least, i see black light ||