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		<title>Wings of Butterfly</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 01:42:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man once found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole. Then it stopped, as if it couldn&#8217;t go further. So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2011/02/28/wings-of-butterfly/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-450" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2011/02/28/wings-of-butterfly/butterfly-2/"><img class="alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-450" title="Wings of Butterfly" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/butterfly-150x150.jpg" alt="Wings of Butterfly" width="150" height="150" /></a>A man once found a cocoon of a butterfly.</p>
<p>One day a small opening appeared.</p>
<p>He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.</p>
<p>Then it stopped, as if it couldn&#8217;t go further.</p>
<p>So the man decided to help the butterfly.</p>
<p>He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.</p>
<p><span id="more-449"></span>The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.</p>
<p>The man continued to watch it, expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge and expand enough to support the body.</p>
<p>Neither happened!</p>
<p>In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around.</p>
<p>It was never able to fly.</p>
<p>What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand is that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required by the butterfly to get through the opening was a way of forcing the fluid from the body into the wings so that it would be ready for flight once that was achieved.</p>
<p>Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us. We will not be as strong as we could have been and we would never fly.</p>
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		<title>A Different Truth</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 18:31:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Different Truth A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: &#8220;I am blind, please help.&#8221; There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2010/02/24/a-different-truth/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Different Truth</p>
<p>A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: &#8220;I am blind, please help.&#8221; There were only a few coins in the hat.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-423" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2010/02/24/a-different-truth/image001/"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-423" title="image001" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/image001-300x204.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="204" /></a></p>
<p>A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.</p>
<p><span id="more-422"></span>Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, &#8220;Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?&#8221;</p>
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<p>The man said, &#8220;I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.&#8221;</p>
<p>I wrote: &#8220;Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it.&#8221;</p>
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<p>Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?</p>
<p>Moral of the Story: Be thankful for what you have.. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.</p>
<p>When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.</p>
<p>The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling…</p>
<p>And even more beautiful is, knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!</p>
<p>Enjoy your day with a heart of gratitude.</p>
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		<title>Determination</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/22/determination/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 03:24:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-372" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/22/determination/brooklyn-bridge/"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-372" title="The Brooklyn Bridge" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/brooklyn-bridge-300x240.jpg" alt="The Brooklyn Bridge" width="300" height="240" /></a>In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.</p>
<p>Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built.</p>
<p>Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.</p>
<p><span id="more-371"></span>The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.</p>
<p>&#8220;We told them so.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Crazy men and their crazy dreams.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;It&#8217;s foolish to chase wild visions.&#8221;</p>
<p>Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever.</p>
<p>He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment.</p>
<p>It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife.</p>
<p>He touched his wife&#8217;s arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.</p>
<p>For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife&#8217;s arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man&#8217;s indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.</p>
<p>Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a never-say-die attitude that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and achieves an impossible goal.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life, our hurdles seem very small in comparison to what many others have to face. The Brooklyn Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can be realized with determination and persistence, no matter what the odds are.</p>
<p>Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Just Five More Minutes</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/20/just-five-more-minutes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 17:51:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.

â€œThatâ€™s my son over there,â€ she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-404" href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/20/just-five-more-minutes/just-five-more-minutes-2/"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-404" title="Just five more minutes" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/just-five-more-minutes-201x300.jpg" alt="Just five more minutes" width="201" height="300" /></a>While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.</p>
<p>“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.</p>
<p>“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”</p>
<p>Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”</p>
<p>Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”</p>
<p>The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”</p>
<p>Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”</p>
<p>The man smiled and said, “OK.”</p>
<p>“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.</p>
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<p>The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.</p>
<p>She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.”</p>
<p>Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?</p>
<p>Give someone you love five more minutes of your time today!</p>
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		<title>Butterfly</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/11/butterfly/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 18:50:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/09/11/butterfly/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/cocoon.jpg"><img class="alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-345" title="cocoon" src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/cocoon-150x150.jpg" alt="cocoon" width="150" height="150" /></a>A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further.</p>
<p>So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon.</p>
<p>The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.</p>
<p>The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.</p>
<p><span id="more-344"></span>Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.</p>
<p>What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God&#8217;s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.</p>
<p>Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us.</p>
<p>We would not be as strong as what we could have been. We could never fly!</p>
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		<title>Does Management know their Staff?</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/08/09/does-management-know-their-staff/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 14:08:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Does Management know their Staff? On walking into the factory, the Managing Director of the company noticed a young guy leaning against the wall, doing nothing. He approached the young man and calmly said to him, &#8220;How much do you earn?&#8221; The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal question, <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/08/09/does-management-know-their-staff/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Does Management know their Staff?</strong></p>
<p>On walking into the factory, the Managing Director of the company noticed a young guy leaning against the wall, doing nothing.</p>
<p>He approached the young man and calmly said to him, &#8220;How much do you earn?&#8221;</p>
<p>The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal question, he replied, none the less, &#8220;I earn $ 2000.00 a month, Sir. Why?&#8221;<br />
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Without answering, the MD took out his wallet and removed $6000.00 cash and gave it to the young man and said, &#8220;Around here I pay people for working, not for standing around looking pretty!</p>
<p>Here is your 3 months salary, now GET OUT and don&#8217;t come back&#8221;.</p>
<p>The young man turned around and was quickly out of sight.</p>
<p>Noticing a few onlookers, the MD said in a very upset manner, &#8220;And that appliesÂ toÂ  everybody in this company&#8221;.</p>
<p>He approached one of the onlookers and asked him, &#8220;Who&#8217;s the young man I just fired?&#8221;</p>
<p>To which an amazing reply came,Â  &#8220;He was the pizza deliveryÂ guy, Sir!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Two Ladies Talking in Heaven</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/08/09/two-ladies-talking-in-heaven/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 13:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Two Ladies Talking in Heaven 1st woman: Hi! My name is Wanda. 2nd woman: Hi! I&#8217;m Sylvia. How&#8217;d you die? 1st woman: I froze to death. 2nd woman: How horrible! 1st woman: It wasn&#8217;t so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm &#38; sleepy, and finally died a peaceful <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/08/09/two-ladies-talking-in-heaven/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
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<p>1st woman: Hi! My name is Wanda.<br />
2nd woman: Hi! I&#8217;m Sylvia. How&#8217;d you die?</p>
<p>1st woman: I froze to death.<br />
2nd woman: How horrible!</p>
<p>1st woman: It wasn&#8217;t so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm &amp; sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death. What about you?</p>
<p>2nd woman: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV..</p>
<p>1st woman: So, what happened?</p>
<p>2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking.</p>
<p>I ran up into the attic and searched,and down into the basement. Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds.</p>
<p>I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.</p>
<p>1st woman: Too bad you didn&#8217;t look in the freezer&#8212;we&#8217;d both still be alive.</p>
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		<title>What Is True Love?</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/01/06/what-is-true-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 05:17:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What IS True Love? Girl: Do you think I am pretty? Boy: No. Girl: Would you like to be with me forever? Boy: No. Girl: If I leave, would you cry? Boy: No. She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face. The boy grabbed her arm and said: You&#8217;re not <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/01/06/what-is-true-love/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><div id="attachment_212" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 160px"><img src="http://www.sheelamishra.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/sweetcouple-150x150.jpg" alt="What IS  True Love?" title="What IS  True Love?" width="150" height="150" class="size-thumbnail wp-image-212" /><p class="wp-caption-text">What IS  True Love?</p></div>What IS  True Love?</p>
<p>Girl: Do you think I am pretty?<br />
Boy: No.<br />
Girl: Would you like to be with me forever?<br />
Boy: No.<br />
Girl: If I leave, would you cry?<br />
Boy: No.</p>
<p>She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face.<br />
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The boy grabbed her arm and said:</p>
<blockquote><p>You&#8217;re not pretty you&#8217;re beautiful.<br />
I don&#8217;t want to be with you forever,<br />
I NEED to be with you forever.<br />
And I wouldn&#8217;t cry if you walked away. I&#8217;d die.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Does Love Need A Reason?</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/01/05/does-love-need-a-reason/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 04:27:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Does Love Need A Reason? Some people never understand. One a lady when having a conversation with her lover. Lady: Why do you like me? Why do you love me? Man: I can&#8217;t tell the reason but I really like you. Lady: You can&#8217;t even tell me the reason. How can you say you like <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2009/01/05/does-love-need-a-reason/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
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<p>Some people never understand. One a lady when having a conversation with her lover.</p>
<p>Lady: Why do you like me? Why do you love me?<br />
Man: I can&#8217;t tell the reason but I really like you.<br />
Lady: You can&#8217;t even tell me the reason. How can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?<br />
Man: I really don&#8217;t know the reason but I can prove that I love you.<br />
Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My friend&#8217;s boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!<br />
Man: Okay, Okay! Hmmm, because you are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because you are caring, because you are loving, because you are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movement.<br />
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The lady felt very satisfied with the man&#8217;s answer. Unfortunately, A few days later the lady met with an accident and went in coma. The guy then placed a letter by her side. Here is the content of the letter:</p>
<blockquote><p>Darling, because of your sweet voice I loved you..<br />
Now can you talk?No!<br />
Therefore I cannot love you&#8230;.</p>
<p>Because of your care and concern I liked you&#8230;<br />
Now that you cannot show them,<br />
therefore I cannot love you..</p>
<p>Because of your smile because of your every movement I loved you..<br />
Now can you smile?Now can you move?.. no!<br />
therefore I cannot love you..</p>
<p>If love needs a reason, like now,<br />
there is no reason for me to love you anymore.</p>
<p>Does LOVE need a reason?</p>
<p>NO, Therefore,<br />
I still love you&#8230;</p>
<p>True love never dies for it is lust that fades away. Love bonds for a lifetime lust just pushes away.</p></blockquote>
<p>Immature love says: &#8220;I love you because I need You.&#8221;<br />
Mature love says: &#8220;I need you because I love you.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t give up your goodness.</title>
		<link>http://www.sheelamishra.com/2008/12/26/dont-give-up-your-goodness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 02:48:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sheela Mishra</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was this Hindu who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water. He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung him. The man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the scorpion stung him again. A man nearby told him to stop saving the <a href="http://www.sheelamishra.com/2008/12/26/dont-give-up-your-goodness/"><b>...Read the Rest</b></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was this Hindu who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water. He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung him. The man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the scorpion stung him again.</p>
<p>A man nearby told him to stop saving the scorpion that kept stinging him.</p>
<p>But the Hindu said: &#8220;It is the nature of the scorpion to sting. It is my nature to love. Why should I give up my nature to love just because it is the nature of the scorpion to sting?&#8221;</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t give up loving.<br />
Don&#8217;t give up your goodness.<br />
Even if people around you sting. </p>
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