Life is a journey- NOT a guided tour

Life is a journey- NOT a guided tour

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The Black Telephone - Story

When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the Wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination
when my mother talked to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.

My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.

I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.

“Information, please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

“Information.”

“I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.

“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.

“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.

“No,”I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.”

“Can you open the icebox?” she asked.

I said I could.

“Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice..

After that, I called “Information Please” for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my maths.

She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, “Information Please,” and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?”

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, “Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone, “Information Please.”

“Information,” said in the now familiar voice.

“How do I spell fix?” I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.

“Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.

Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown
operator and said, “Information Please.”

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.

“Information.”

I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying,

“Could you please tell me how to spell fix?”

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.”

I laughed, “So it’s really you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?”

“I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your call meant to me.  I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.”

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

“Please do,” she said. “Just ask for Sally.”

Three months later I was back in Seattle.

A different voice answered, “Information.”

I asked for Sally.

“Are you a friend?” she said.

“Yes, a very old friend,” I answered.

“I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” She said. “Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.”

Before I could hang up, she said,

“Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?” "

“Yes.” I answered.

Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. “Let me read it to you.”

The note said, “Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He’ll know what I mean.”

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.

Whose life have you touched today?

Why not pass this on? I just did….

Lifting you on eagle’s wings.

May you find the joy and peace you long for.

Life is a journey… NOT a guided tour

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Making Life A Celebration

Only deep knowledge can bring celebration, and we need to bring celebration to everyone. Be content and know that you are at the right place, doing the right thing, and remember that only the best will happen to you.

We must have this strong belief that everything will be taken care of. Challenges do come in life and every challenge makes you strong and makes you shine from within.

Only a diamond gets cut. When a diamond is cut it shines more. Similarly with gold, when it is put on fire, it shines more. The more you crush the sugarcane, the more juice and sweetness comes from it. When you crush the sugarcane, it doesn’t say, ‘I am going to give you bitter juice.’ Similarly, in our life, problems come, but know that they are very small. Look at it from a bigger perspective. Life is much bigger, and this is not our only life. We have had many lives in the past and we will have many in the future; have a broad vision.

The more content you are, I tell you, miracles will be abundant in your life. How many of you have experienced miracles in your life? (Many in the audience raise hands).

If someone is not experiencing miracles, don’t worry, it will happen to you too. This is the beauty of this path; there is an abundance of everything. Be on the path and bring this fragrance to many more people.

We have a lot of responsibilities. We should fulfill our responsibilities with a smile, like a feather. If you have seen the picture of Krishna, he wears a crown with a peacock feather on it. Do you know what does it symbolize? It means that Krishna takes the responsibility of the whole world but it is not weighing heavy on his head. It is like a feather, colorful and light.

Usually responsibilities makes one very heavy, but when you live the knowledge, responsibilities become light as a feather. When you see people with big responsibilities, they look sad. If responsibilities become very light and there is a smile on your face, that is the Art of Living.

Give me your problems and move on with great enthusiasm. When you give your problems you become lighter. How many of you have experienced this? (Many in the audience raise their hands) It works right? (Audience say ‘Yes’). That’s it!

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Making Life A Celebration

Only deep knowledge can bring celebration, and we need to bring celebration to everyone. Be content and know that you are at the right place, doing the right thing, and remember that only the best will happen to you.

We must have this strong belief that everything will be taken care of. Challenges do come in life and every challenge makes you strong and makes you shine from within.

Only a diamond gets cut. When a diamond is cut it shines more. Similarly with gold, when it is put on fire, it shines more. The more you crush the sugarcane, the more juice and sweetness comes from it. When you crush the sugarcane, it doesn’t say, ‘I am going to give you bitter juice.’ Similarly, in our life, problems come, but know that they are very small. Look at it from a bigger perspective. Life is much bigger, and this is not our only life. We have had many lives in the past and we will have many in the future; have a broad vision.

The more content you are, I tell you, miracles will be abundant in your life. How many of you have experienced miracles in your life? (Many in the audience raise hands).

If someone is not experiencing miracles, don’t worry, it will happen to you too. This is the beauty of this path; there is an abundance of everything. Be on the path and bring this fragrance to many more people.



We have a lot of responsibilities. We should fulfill our responsibilities with a smile, like a feather. If you have seen the picture of Krishna, he wears a crown with a peacock feather on it. Do you know what does it symbolize? It means that Krishna takes the responsibility of the whole world but it is not weighing heavy on his head. It is like a feather, colorful and light.

Usually responsibilities makes one very heavy, but when you live the knowledge, responsibilities become light as a feather. When you see people with big responsibilities, they look sad. If responsibilities become very light and there is a smile on your face, that is the Art of Living.

Give me your problems and move on with great enthusiasm. When you give your problems you become lighter. How many of you have experienced this? (Many in the audience raise their hands) It works right? (Audience say ‘Yes’). That’s it!

@AKA
@srocks
@Smarty

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मायका सिर्फ़ और सिर्फ़ माँ के साथ होता है
माँ थीं तो मोहल्ले भर को मेरे आने का पता होता था
माँ थीं तो बने होते थे राजमाह चावल पुदीने की चटनी
माँ थीं तो बिलकुल बुरा नहीं लगता था
बिस्तर में लेटे रहना , सुस्ताना , टी वी देखना , चाय पीना
माँ थीं तो अपने साथ साथ मेरे लिए भी डाल लेती थीं आम का अचार साल भर के लिए
ले लेती साल भर के लिए देसी चावल
जब छोटे छोटे बच्चों के साथ जाती
तो कहती
भूल जाओ सब , आनंद करो , मस्ती करो
सब मैं संभाल लूँगी
मेरे घर आती तो सब बनेरों पे पड़े होते धुले हुए चादर खेस लिहाफ़
सारे मोहल्ले को पता होता माँ आईं हैं
निहायत बुरे वक्तों में सीने में मेरा मुँह छुपा लेती
और कहती
मैं हूँ न
बुरा सपना आता तो सुबह बस पकड़ आती
देखती मैं ठीक हूँ तो शाम को लौट जातीं
हाँ , काफ़ी छुपाती थी मैं अपने दर्द उन से
पर माँ की आँखें तो तस्वीर में भी भाँप जाती है दर्द
गईं तो मेरा मायका भी साथ ले गईं
एक बार गई मैं तो बाहर वाले कमरे में बैठ घंटों रोती रही
किसी को ख़बर तक न पड़ी मेरे आने की
फिर सालों साल उस शहर में क़दम पड़े ही नहीं
वो रास्ते यूँ जैसे नाग फ़न फैलाए बैठे हों
सोचा था , अब धुँधला पड़ने लगा है सब
अब जाने लगी हूँ उस शहर
ख़रीदारी भी कर लेती हूँ वहाँ
माँ थीं तो ज़रूरी होता था शॉपिंग पे जाना
नहीं तो पूछतीं
कोई बात है
उदास हो क्या
पैसे मुझ से ले लो
कुछ बचा कर रखे हैं तुम्हारे बाबू जी से परे
नहीं , पर कुछ भी धुँधला नहीं पड़ा है
पालती मार कर बैठा था कहीं ज़िंदगी की व्यस्तता में
कहीं एक शब्द पढ़ा
तो ज़ार ज़ार फूट पड़ा सब

कोई भी दर्द क्या मर पाता है कभी पूरी तरह
यूँ तो सब ठीक है
पर काश माँ को कोई दर्द न देती
काश उनका दर्द बाँट लेती
काश उनके लिए ढेरों सूट गहने ख़रीद पाती
काश उन्हें घुमाने ले जा पाती
काश उन्होंने कभी जो देखे थे ख़्वाब पूरे कर पाती

पर यह काश भी तो ख़ुद माँ बन कर ही समझ आता है
इतनी देर से क्यों समझ आता है ?

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