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II Shri Paran knpalu Devay Namah II
YUVA TIMES
Hame Jeena Sikha Diya Inspired by PUJYA ATMANANDJI
( I AM SORRY This is a story between pencil and an Eraser: Pencil: I'm sorry... Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.
So let us all care and respect our parents for everything they have done for us during their lifetime.
(ALWAYS SEE GOOD IN OTHERS One day, Math's teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the class some time to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant
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| SR No. | 523253 |
| Book Title | Divya Dhvani 2011 03 |
| Original Sutra Author | N/A |
| Author | Mitesh A Shah |
| Publisher | Shrimad Rajchandra Sadhna Kendra Koba |
| Publication Year | 2011 |
| Total Pages | 44 |
| Language | Gujarati |
| Classification | Magazine, India_Divya Dhvani, & India |
| File Size | 8 MB |