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Zen Wisdom... !!..

A brilliant young professor went to meet a famous Zen master to have a discussion with him on Zen. He found himself in front of a modest house. He rang the doorbell and waited. A while later, he heard shuffling footsteps and the door was opened by the Zen master. He invited the professor to sit with him on the dining table. The professor was a little disappointed with the shabby appearance of the Zen master. He started quizzing him immediately on comparative philosophies and the Zen master gave some brief answers. the professor began to debate with him on those answers, the Zen master stopped speaking and kept smiling at him. Finally, the professor got angry. He said, "I have come from a long distance just to understand the relevance of Zenism. But apparently you have nothing to say. I have not learnt anything from you at all. At this point, the Zen master asked the professor to have some tea. When the professor held the cup, the Zen master started pouring tea into it. After some

Practical Happiness... !!..

The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect. *Source: An E-Mail Forward

Plight Of Indian IT Industry... !!..

Deep down the country, there is a village, Where oxen of variety are bred at large, It’s been a custom for farmers in the world, To visit the village picking oxen around. Testing their strength, oxen are picked up, Little they can guess, where they end up, But they’ve liberty, to select their owner, So farmers show off their beauty & glamour. A farmer is known by his name & fame, Oxen at this farmer take up an aim, It’s sure they can not peep-in and see, They hold his hands, beaming in glee. There it stands, the farm of honour, Oxen are yoked to plough at order, Days, weeks and months will pass, Oxen will plough and graze the grass. Then comes for oxen a time of reward, Farmer reaps because they work hard, With gleaming eyes, oxen will wait, Only to see their reward isn’t right. Oxen will group up with fellows alike, To face the farmer with request & strike, For quite a long they hue and cry, One day they stop, their mouths are dry. It’s not, who’s right & who’s wrong,
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