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Headache.

I had headache and it was tremendous. I told Ma-“Lets go outside and have some coffee.” We got dressed and went outside to have some coffee.

While entering the mall, the gush of cool wind from the air conditioner gave me a lot of relief. Fizzy air passed by.

As we entered the coffee shop, two ladies crossed us and a cool smell was floating in the air. It was a smell of a good/pleasant perfume. I felt relief and was cheered up.

Ma was continuously asking me –“Are you now feeling well?”

I replied-“I am feeling good Ma. Much better.”

We bought two coffees. But a bit of heavy headache kept on coming back.

Still, I was not feeling much well, so Ma bought me fried nuts. By having those nuts and by munching the fried nuts I got well.

We bought a few things.

At last we came to the perfume shop, Ma asked the salesman to show me and her the samples of the perfume.

The salesman sprayed the first perfume on the smelling stick and gave it to us.

I smelled it. Ma asked me-“Is this that one?” I said –“No.”

 The salesman showed us few more samples, all were smelling the same. They all smelled horrible. Enough for the salesman to bring out the can of coffee beans. He asked me to smell the coffee to give relief to my nostrils which were inflamed with strong and horrific smells of various branded perfumes. He even apologised to us saying-“Sorry, but we have to keep with the latest demands of the markets.”

A question aroused in my mind.”Are people nuts?” Buying perfumes which don’t give smell which is worthy being labelled a perfume?

Now please tell me, which perfume should I choose?

While coming out of the mall, the gush of air from the air conditioner gave me a lot of cool and good relief.

Phew! And Hew!

Adios!

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Pondering Over a Thought.

Thoughts are a factory in their own. They manufacture, they produce and they ship and deliver the goods on their own whim and fantasies. They can skip and dance and twirl around our mind with flexibility of a rubber string and twist and turn like loop s in our DNA. Pondering over thoughts is a very lull business which brings only slumber. Those who don’t have any work and can’t mind their own business, are the ones who prosper in it. So much is there to learn, write, read and understand, but the mysteries of the mind are so deep, that they are more interesting than any other scientific discovery and invention.

Mind is like a blank machine. If you pour thoughts of anything like money, love, health, prosperity, doomedness in your mind, then you are sure to be worth of a dime to a nickel with the time spent behind your marvellous and wonderful thoughts. Many people don’t need to earn money, as their life is set with thoughts and in their factory of thoughts, they can manufacture such glorious thought products and ride the horses which run such a machine. It is the process of selection and connection. Money is an easy and automatic flow to them. It is based on the action of choosing, which is processed based on the needs,deeds and the lust of the mankind.

Thoughts worth pondering, are discarded into the metallic dustbin, while those which are to be discarded are kept in the lockers with high voltage safety. The level of precaution and safety with which a mother takes care of her small baby, is the level in which a thought ponderer stores his or her thought. Like a dessert chef, they keep on turning and churning, the whole glunk of thoughts. Sometimes fumes come out of it, sometimes, good dishes, sometimes plain nonsense. Be it day or night, they keep on doing their business minding no one and nobody. Truthfully, it is a damn good business, worthy of each and every penny. The only downside is it doesn’t pay any real dough. Only brings downfall and leads to unevenness mentally and physically.

Pondering over most of the thoughts is a very risky business. Be it good or bad, being in the self is what matters the most.

Phew! What a Thought!

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N.B.- Today is Meher Baba’s birthday. His name is Merwan Sheriar Irani. He was born on 25th February 1894. He is the Lord of the Universe.

Adios!

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Fourth.

I came fourth in a contest and they gave me a bag of goodies, a consolation prize as an award.

I shared it with my mother, my father and with God.

They were very happy to see me win a prize even be it small, for in their eyes being first, second or third didn’t matter. Being fourth meant a proud fourth and I was happy to be.

Be happy with whatever you have and with whatever you can be.

Adios!

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Light Up The Oven.

Light up the oven, make some bread, when it is still red.

Light up the oven, make some beautiful and soft cake.

Light up the oven, make some cookies.

Light Up The Oven.

Light up the oven Ma for I am hungry and I am waiting for those beautiful, soft and nice cookies, bread and cakes with my glass of milk made by you Ma, for it is your’s and Baba’s love which keeps me running.

Be happy!

Adios!