Ford Endeavour

திருமணம் முடிந்ததும் மாமனார் மருமகன் முருகேசுவிடம் வந்தார். கடைசி நேரத்தில் Whatsapp மூலம் நீங்கள் கேட்டிருந்த பரிசு விநோதமாக இருந்தது, இருந்தாலும் வாங்கிட்டேன், இந்தாங்க மாப்பிள்ளை நீங்க கேட்ட 4 அண்டர் வேர். முருகேசுக்கு பயங்கர கோபம், நான் என்ன கேட்டா இந்த ஆள் என்ன வாங்கி தரான் பாருன்னு உடனே மொபலை எடுத்து வாட்ஸ்ப் ஓபன் பண்ணி பார்த்தாரு முருகேசன், பார்த்த உடனே மயங்கி விழுந்துட்டார. என்னடான்னு பார்த்தா மாப்பிள்ளை Ford Endeavour வேணும்னு மாமானாருக்கு மெஸேஜ் அனுப்பிருக்காரு. 

ஆனா 

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Dedicate your heart to God; God will be one with you, the heart of your heart.

People's minds are too full of the world; the stomach is demanding too much of their time and energy. Their desires and wants are multiplying too fast for their capacity to satisfy them, their dreams are far too real for them; they lead one into false victories and absurd adventures. Engrossed in the analysis of the material world, people have lost all sense of spirit, sweetness and sublimity; under this new dispensation, truth has become just a word in the dictionary. Compassion is reduced to a meaningless travesty. Humility, patience, reverence - these are as invalid as a flameless lamp in the far distance. The only hold that one has in this dreadful darkness is the name of God. That is the raft which will take one across this stormy sea, darkened by hate and fear, and churned by anxiety and terror!

Bagavan Sri Sri Sri Sathya Sai Baba

Thought for the Day

The bee hovers around the lotus, sits upon it, and drinks the nectar; while drinking sweet intoxicating honey, it is silent, steadfast, concentrated, and forgetful of all else. Man too becomes like that when he is in the presence of God. The hum of the bee ceases and is silent when drinking of the nectar begins. Man too, sings, extols, argues, asserts, only until he discovers the rasa (sweet essence). That rasa is prema-rasa (sweet essence of love). Where there is love, there can be no fear, no anxiety, no doubt, and no ashanti (absence of peace). When you are afflicted with ashanti you can be sure that your love is restricted, your love has some ego mixed in it. The senses are one's deadly foes; for they drag your attention away from the source of joy inside you, to objects outside you. When you are convinced that they are at the bottom of this conspiracy to mislead you, you will certainly stop catering to them.

Bagavan Sri Sri Sri Sathya Sai Baba