Earthquake in Pune


I was just coming out of the pantry with my cup of coffee, and was heading towards my seat. And suddenly i felt mild vibrations. I thought it happened only to me, but everyone was standing and was lookin frightened. No one knew whats going on.

We have emergency alarm installed inside our building, but it didn’t work at that time. Everyone was looking at each other trying to figure out what has happened. Slowly things settled down and everyone returned to their work.

I called up my mona at home just to make sure that he is alright. He said everyone has come out of their homes and the whole society is standing outside. Anuj said, he is sitting in the front room, wearing his shoes, ready to run anytime! Mithila didn’t believe me when i first told her. She thought, i’m kidding.

Mom, dad, mami, yogesh mama called up to enquire. Ketho called up all the way from Nagaland.

People are worried but we are enjoying the experience. Everyone is telling where they were when the quake came.
Everyone is excited. TV channels are showing the live story.


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I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn’t watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn’t realize how harshly I’d spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,
God’s still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You’ll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found ’em, out by the tree.

I picked ’em because they’re pretty like you.
I knew you’d like ’em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I’m very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn’t have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that’s okay.
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don’t you think?
So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

Consistently inconsistent

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 If one wants really to live life in all its richness, one has to learn how to be inconsistent, how to be consistently inconsistent, how to be able to move from one extreme to another — sometimes rooted deep in the earth and sometimes flying high in heaven, sometimes making love and sometimes meditating.
And then, slowly slowly, your heaven and your earth will come closer and closer,
and you will become the horizon where they meet.