A carrot, egg and Coffee bean

You will never look at a cup of coffee the same wayagain.........
A young woman went to her mother and told her about herlife and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three potswith water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished thecarrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out andplaced them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.
Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what yousee." Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel thecarrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee.The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter thenasked, "What does it mean?"Her mother explained that each of these objects had facedthe same adversity..boiling water. Each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However,after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and becameweak.The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water,its inside became hardened.The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After theywere in the boiling water, they had changed the water.Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or acoffee bean?"Think of this: Which am I?Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain andadversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, butchanges with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death,a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changesthe hot water,the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.
When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest,do youelevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope tomake you happy. The happiest of people don`t necessarily have the bestof everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Thebrightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;you can`t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

शहर की दौड़ !!!! ---- शायद कार्पोरेट की भी.....

शहर की इस दौड में दौड के करना क्या है?

अगर यही जीना हैं दोस्तों... तो फिर मरना क्या हैं?

पहली बारिश में ट्रेन लेट होने की फ़िकर हैं......

भूल गये भींगते हुए टहलना क्या हैं.......

सीरियल के सारे किरदारो के हाल हैं मालुम......

पर माँ का हाल पूछ्ने की फ़ुरसत कहाँ हैं!

अब रेत पर नंगे पैर टहलते क्यों नहीं.......

.१०८ चैनल हैं पर दिल बहलते क्यों नहीं!!!!!!!

इंटरनेट पे सारी दुनिया से तो टच में हैं.......

लेकिन पडोस में कौन रहता हैं जानते तक नहीं!!!!

मोबाईल, लैंडलाईन सब की भरमार हैं.........

लेकिन ज़िगरी दोस्त तक पहुंचे ऐसे तार कहाँ हैं!!!!

कब डूबते हुए सूरज को देखा था याद हैं??????

कब जाना था वो शाम का गुजरना क्या हैं!!!!!!!

तो दोस्तो इस शहर की दौड में दौड के करना क्या हैं??????

अगर यही जीना हैं तो फिर मरना क्या हैं***! !!!!!!!

My India....My pepole....My exploitation

Every one of us has seen the lone Momo-stalls or the make shift mobile juice stalls in most of the markets like Sarojni Nagar, Khan market, Sector 14 in Gurgaon etc. Yesterday out with my friend on a evening stroll at Sector14,Gurgaon I happened to stop by one of these stalls and idle chatting with the stall owner brought out an interesting fact.It was suprising for me to learn that all of these make shift stalls had to pay a daily "standing" fees ranging from Rs100 to Rs500, to the established shop keepers in front of whose shop they had opened their small stalls. Now in cases where the stall is right in front of a shop or shares some space or is attached to their shop, their charging these fees make sense. But even when a public lane seperates their "established" shop and the make shift stall is on open public space, these poor make-shift stall owners have to pay this daily fees to the shopkeper nearest to his/her stall.Are the authorities aware about this fact? No doubt the people responsible for maintaining order around market places would also be getting their cut, but why this exploitation by the shopkeepers? The daily sales of these showrooms with marble tiles, fully air-conditioned and glassy exteriors would no doubt be more than what these petty stall keepers would be able to generate in a year, but still there is no limit to human greed. The issue of drawing customers away hence seeking compensation also does not arise as the "established" shop would be selling cosmetics, clothes etc and the stall across is selling some edible item. Thereis no comparison at all, just an open form of "dada-giri".I would request this issue be given some attention, as these petty mobile stalls would be having few to none people voiceing their concern. If sufficient attention of the authorities could be drawn to the unfortunate plight of these petty stallkeepers, both may be benefited by bringing them too into the legal system of tax/duty collection. Moreover the general public being aware of this "shylock" like extraction of the small petty stallkeeper by the big, established shop owners, maybe more public spirited people would be there asking questions, redressing an insignificant grievence on the whole, however meaning a lot to these poor, ignored petty stall-keepers.