Dear Kids,

This blog is especially created for you! I'll post small stories, puzzles, jokes, etc. (mainly old ones, occasionally new ones) for you from time to time. This blog is dedicated to three people: (1) My grandpa - Fondly known to all of us as Appappa - who told me so many lovely stories (2) My cousin and friend (Uncle S for you) - who keeps teaching me lots of things that I can do on the computer. (3) My beloved wife (Aunty P for you) - who likes to hear my grandpa's stories from me. Hope you like this blog - Keep visiting! [If you are not a kid (or a kid at heart!!), use this blog to entertain kids known to you!]

Love,
Uncle N

(Pl see the note of caution at the bottom of this page)

April 25, 2008

The Rishi & his Broken Pot

The Rishi & his Broken Pot

Dear Kids,

A Rishi used to fetch water for his Puja in two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.

Unfortunately, one of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walk from the river to the ashram, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the Rishi delivering only one and a half pots full of water for his Puja.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the great Rishi one day: "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your Ashram. Because of my flaws, you have to do a lot of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The Rishi smiled and asked the pot: "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers as an offering in my Puja. Without you being just the way you are, there would no flowers for my Puja!"

Moral:

Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws that each of us have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. 

Happy reading!

Uncle N


 

April 10, 2008

Some Amazing Facts!

Some Amazing Facts!

Hi kids,

The net is a treasure trove of lots of information - useful and otherwise. More interestingly, it also happens to be the most important source (and destination!) of trivia.

Just got a few "trivial" but supposedly "Amazing facts" from a friend (again sourced from the net according to him). Enjoy the trivia:

  • Butterflies taste with their feet
  • A duck's quack doesn't echo,and no-one knows why
  • Elephants are the only animals that can't jump
  • It's possible to lead a cow upstairs ... but not downstairs
  • Women blink nearly twice as much as men
  • It's physically impossible for you to lick your elbow
  • No word in the English language rhymes with "MONTH"
  • Our eyes are always the same size from birth, but our nose and ears never stop growing. SCARY!!!
  • All polar bears are left-handed
  • A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.
  • A charmelion's tounge is as long as it's body
  • Almost everyone who reads this page will try and lick their elbow

Hope that the above list should keep you busy with your friends for a while!

Happy reading!

Regards,

Uncle N


April 07, 2008

Story of the "Sadhu" Snake!

Story of the "Sadhu" Snake!

Some cowherd boys used to tend their cows in a meadow where a terrible poisonous snake lived. Every one was on alert for fear of it. One day a Brahmachari was going along the meadow. The boys went to him and said, 'Revered Sir, please don't go that way. A venomous snake lives over there.' 'What of it, my good children?' said the Brahmachari. 'I am not afraid of the snake. I know some mantras.' So saying he continued his way along the meadow. But the cowherd boys, being afraid, did not accompany him. In the meantime the snake swiftly towards him with the upraised hood. As soon as it came near, he recited a mantra, and the snake lay at his feet like an earthworm. The Brahmachari said : 'Look here. Why do go about doing harm? Come, I will give you a holy word. By repeating it you will learn to love God. Ultimately you will realize him and so get rid of your violent nature.' Saying this he taught the snake a holy word and initiated him into spiritual life. The snake bowed down to the teacher and said, 'Revered sir, how shall I practice spiritual discipline?' 'Repeat the sacred word.' Said the teacher, 'and do no harm to anybody.' And he was about to depart, the Brahmachari said, 'I shall see you again.'

"Some days passed and the cowherd boys noticed that the snake did not bite. They threw stones at it. Still it showed no anger; it behaved as if it were an earthworm. One day one of the boys came close to it, caught it by tail, whirling it round and round, dashed it again and again on the ground and threw it away. The snake vomited blood and became unconscious. It was stunned. It could not move. So, thinking it dead, the boys went their way.

"Late night the snake regained consciousness. Slowly and with great difficulty it dragged itself into it's hole; it's bones were broken and it could scarcely move. Many days passed. The snake became a mere skeleton covered with skin. Now and then at night, it would come out in search of food. For fear of boys it would not leave it's hole during the daytime. Since receiving the sacred the sacred word from the teacher, it had given up doing harm to others. It maintain its life on dirt, leaves, or on the fruits dropped from the trees.

"About a year later the Brahmachari came that way again and asked after the snake. The cowherd boys told him that it was dead. But he could not believe them. He knew that the snake would not die before attaining the fruit of the holy word with which it had been initiated. He found it to the place and, searching here and there, called it by the name he had given it. Hearing the teacher's voice, it came out of it's hole and bowed before him with great reverence. 'How are you?' asked Brahmachari. 'I am well, sir.' Replied the snake. 'But' the teacher asked, 'Why are you so thin?' The snake replied: 'Revered Sir, you ordered me not to harm anybody. So I have been living only on leaves and fruits. Perhaps that has made me thinner.'

"The snake had developed the quality of sattva; it could not be angry with anyone. It had totally forgotten that the cowherd boys had almost killed it.

"The Brahmachari said: 'It can't be mere want of food that has reduced you to this state. There must be some other reason. Think a little.' Then the snake remembered that the boys had dashed it against the ground. It said: Yes, revered sir, now I remember. The boys one-day dashed me violently against the ground. They are ignorant after all. They didn't realize what a great change has come over my mind. How could they know I wouldn't bite or harm anyone?' The Brahmachari exclaimed: 'What a shame! You are such a fool! You don't know how to protect yourself. I asked you not to bite, but I didn't forbid you to hiss. Why didn't you scare them by hissing?'

"So you must hiss at wicked people. You must frighten them lest they should do you harm. But never inject your venom into them. One must not injure others.

Happy reading!

Uncle N