Story: You are unique!
Think what a remarkable, unduplicatable, and miraculous thing it is to be you! Of all the people who have come and gone on the earth, since the beginning of time, not ONE of them is like YOU!
No one who has ever lived or is to come has had your combination of abilities, talents, appearance, friends, acquaintances, burdens, sorrows and opportunities.
No, one's hair grows exactly the way yours does. No one's finger prints are like yours. No one has the same combination of secret inside jokes and family expressions that you know.
The few people who laugh at all the same things you do, don't sneeze the way you do. No one prays about exactly the same concerns as you do. No one is loved by the same combination of people that love you - NO ONE!
No one before, no one to come. YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY UNIQUE!
Enjoy that uniqueness. You do not have to pretend in order to seem more like someone else. You weren't meant to be like someone else. You do not have to lie to conceal the parts of you that are not like what you see in anyone else.
You were meant to be different. Nowhere ever in all of history will the same things be going on in anyone's mind, soul and spirit as are going on in yours right now.
If you did not exist, there would be a hole in creation, a gap in history, something missing from the plan for humankind.
Treasure your uniqueness. It is a gift given only to you. Enjoy it and share it!
No one can reach out to others in the same way that you can. No one can speak your words. No one can convey your meanings. No one can comfort with your kind of comfort. No one can bring your kind of understanding to another person.
No one can be cheerful and lighthearted and joyous in your way. No one can smile your smile. No one else can bring the whole unique impact of you to another human being.
Share your uniqueness. Let it be free to flow out among your family and friends and people you meet in the rush and clutter of living wherever you are. That gift of yourself was given you to enjoy and share. Give yourself away!
See it! Receive it! Let it tickle you! Let it inform you and nudge you and inspire you! YOU ARE UNIQUE!
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Saturday, 29 December 2018
Wednesday, 28 November 2018
The dream began with Akbar and Birbal walking towards each other on a moonless night. It was so dark that they could not see each other and they collided and fell.<br><br>
"Fortunately for me," said the Emperor. "I fell into a pool of payasam. But guess what Birbal fell into?"<br><br>
"What, your Majesty?" asked the courtiers.<br><br>
"A gutter!"<br><br>
The court resounded with laughter. The emperor was thrilled that for once he had been able to score over Birbal. <br><br>
But Birbal was unperturbed.<br><br>
"Your Majesty," he said when the laughter had died down. "Strangely, I too had the same dream. But unlike you I slept on till the end. When you climbed out of that pool of delicious payasam and I, out of that stinking gutter we found that there was no water with which to clean ourselves and so guess what we did?"<br><br>
"What?" asked the emperor, warily.<br><br>
"We licked each other clean!"<br><br>
The emperor became red with embarrassment and resolved never to try to get the better of Birbal again.
Birbal The Wise
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One day they approached Birbal and asked him to settle the dispute. <br><br>
Birbal said to them: "There is only one way to settle the matter. Pluck all the fruits on the tree and divide them equally between the two of you. Then cut down the tree and divide the wood".<br><br>
Ram thought it was a fair judgment and said so. <br><br>
But Sham was horrified.<br><br>
"Your Honor" he said to Birbal "I've tended that tree for seven years. I'd rather let Ram have it than see it cut down."<br><br>
"Your concern for the tree has told me all I wanted to know" said Birbal, and declared Sham the true owner of the tree.<br><br>
"Cabbages are such delightful vegetables!" said Akbar. "I just love cabbage."<br><br>
"The cabbage is king of vegetables!" said Birbal.<br><br>
A few weeks later they were riding past the cabbage patch again. <br><br>
This time however, the emperor made a face when he saw the vegetables. "I used to love cabbage but now I have no taste for it." said Akbar.<br><br>
"The cabbage is a tasteless vegetable" agreed Birbal.<br><br>
The emperor was astonished.<br><br>
"But the last time you said it was the king of vegetables!" he said.<br><br>
"I did," admitted Birbal. "But I am your servant Your Majesty, not the cabbage's."<br><br>
Birbal The Child
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"My child was crying and I had to placate him," explained the courtier.<br><br>
"Does it take so long to calm down a child?" asked the emperor. "It appears you know nothing about child rearing. Now you pretend to be a child and I shall act as your father and I will show you how you should have dealt with your child. Go on. Ask me for whatever he asked of you."<br><br>
"I want a cow," said Birbal.<br><br>
Akbar ordered a cow to be brought to the palace.<br><br>
"I want its milk. I want its milk," said Birbal, imitating the voice of a small child.<br><br>
"Milk the cow and give to him," said Akbar to his servants.<br><br>
The cow was milked and the milk was offered to Birbal. He drank a little and then handed the bowl back to Akbar.<br><br>
"Now put the rest of it back into the cow, put it back, put in back, put it back..." wailed Birbal.<br><br>
The emperor was flabbergasted and quietly left the room.<br><br>
"If somebody pulled my whiskers what sort of punishment should be given to him?" he asked. <br><br>
"He should be flogged!" said one courtier. <br><br>
"He should be hanged!" said another.
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"He should be beheaded!" said a third.
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"And what about you, Birbal?" asked the emperor. "What do you think would be the right thing to do if somebody pulled my whiskers?" <br><br>
"He should be given sweets," said Birbal.
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"Sweets?" gasped the other couriers. <br><br>
"Yes", said Birbal. “Sweets, because the only one who would dare pull His Majesty's whiskers is his grandson." <br><br>
So pleased was the emperor with the answer that he pulled off his ring and gave it to Birbal as a reward.
“Can’t anybody shorten this road for me?" he asked, querulously.<br><br>
“I can," said Birbal.<br><br>
The other courtiers looked at one another, perplexed. All of them knew there was no other path through the hilly terrain. <br><br>
The road they were traveling on was the only one that could take them to their destination.<br><br>
“You can shorten the road?" said the emperor. “Well, do it."<br><br>
“I will," said Birbal. “Listen first to this story I have to tell."<br><br>
And riding beside the emperor’s palanquin, he launched upon a long and intriguing tale that held Akbar and all those listening, spellbound. Before they knew it, they had reached the end of their journey.
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“We’ve reached?" exclaimed Akbar. “So soon!"<br><br>
“Well," grinned Birbal, “you did say you wanted the road to be shortened."
Parties were given in his honor and rich presents were heaped on him. <br><br>
On the eve of his departure for home, a nobleman asked him how he would compare the king of Persia to his own king.<br><br>
“Your king is a full moon," said Birbal. “Whereas mine could be likened to the quarter moon."<br><br>
The Persians were very happy. But when Birbal got home he found that Emperor Akbar was furious with him.<br><br>
“How could you belittle your own king!" demanded Akbar. “You are a traitor!"<br><br>
“No, Your Majesty," said Birbal. “I did not belittle you. The full moon diminishes and disappears whereas the quarter moon grows from strength to strength. What I, in fact, proclaimed to the world is that your power is growing from day to day whereas that of the king of Persia is about to go into decline."<br><br>
Akbar grunted in satisfaction and welcomed Birbal back with a warm embrace.<br><br>
"Your Majesty, I bought a well from him," said the farmer pointing to his neighbor," and now he wants me to pay for the water."<br><br>
"That's right, your Majesty," said the neighbor. "I sold him the well but not the water!"<br><br>
The Emperor asked Birbal to settle the dispute.<br><br>
"Didn't you say that you sold your well to this farmer?" Birbal asked the neighbor. "So, the well belongs to him now, but you have kept your water in his well. Is that right? Well, in that case you will have to pay him a rent or take your water out at once."<br><br>
The neighbor realized that he was outwitted. He quickly apologized and gave up his claim.<br><br>
Birbal Is Brief
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The courtiers looked at one another in bewilderment.<br><br>
"What about you, Birbal?" asked the emperor. "I'm surprised that you too are silent."<br><br>
"I'm silent because I want to give others a chance to speak," said Birbal.<br><br>
"Nobody else has the answer," said the emperor. "So go ahead and tell me what the difference between truth and falsehood is — in three words or less."<br><br>
"Four fingers" said Birbal<br><br>
"Four fingers?" asked the emperor, perplexed. <br><br>
"That's the difference between truth and falsehood, your Majesty," said Birbal. "That which you see with your own eyes is the truth. That which you have only heard about might not be true. More often than not, it's likely to be false."<br><br>
"That is right," said Akbar. "But what did you mean by saying the difference is four fingers?'<br><br>
"The distance between one's eyes and one's ears is the width of four fingers, Your Majesty," said Birbal, grinning.<br><br>
He informed the Emperor that all his valuables had been stolen by a thief the previous night. <br><br>
Akbar was shocked to hear this because the place where that minister lived was the safest place in the kingdom. <br><br>
He invited Birbal to solve the mystery. Akbar said "It is definitely not possible for an outsider to enter into the minister's house and steal the valuables. This blunder is definitely committed only by another minister of that court." Saying so, he arranged for a donkey to be tied to a pillar. He ordered all the courtiers to lift the donkey's tail and say "I have not stolen." <br><br>
Birbal added "Only then we can judge the culprit." After everyone had finished, he asked the courtiers to show their palm to him. All the courtiers except Alim Khan had a black patch of paint on their palm. Birbal had actually painted the donkey's tail with a black coat of paint. In the fright, the guilty minister did not touch the donkey's tail at all. Thus Birbal once again proved his intelligence and was rewarded by the king with 1000 gold coins.<br><br>
