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  DR.V.K. KANNIAPPAN (17.10.1944)
 
 
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  141.     

Be kind and courteous to the husband

Who / which is
supporting the elderly woman?

Is it the walker or the husband?

The walker never fails,

The husband sometimes forgets;

The walker never protests,

The husband sometimes protests

and raises his voice;

You can be rude to the walker,

But be kind and courteous to the husband.
 
Dr.V.K. Kanniappan
   
 

   
   
 

  142.     

Be not angry! You lose your friends!

“Be not angry
that you can’t make others
as you wish them to be, since
you can’t make yourself
as you wish to be” said Thomas a Kempis!

Here is a story!
Murugan was the only son to his father,
He used to get angry for silly matter(s)
With his parents and friends
who deserted him gradually!

His anger became more increasingly,
Since his friends didn't come to him closely,
He showed his anger towards his parents severely,
He broke many household things arrogantly,
His parents suffered mentally and monetarily!

His father called him one day and said
‘You think what you do is correct and just’
Do you know how much we lose money and peace?
Since you quarreled, from the school you are removed,
Your friends are also gradually reduced!

Why do you get angry so often?
He replied, “Others must listen as I wish,
Including my mother and you should listen,
If you all listen, I stop getting angry,
Otherwise I will go awry!

The father smiled with disgust,
OK! You do as you wish to be; Let us
have an agreement with one condition;
Whenever you get angry, take one nail
From this box and nail it on that tree!

He couldn't understand why his father said so,
But he accepted and started nailing one by one,
He approached the tree next day and counted the nails,
There were ten nails on that day, feeling sad!
He continued on the following days!

But, the nails gradually reduced day by day,
He realized that he can reduce his anger,
His father called him on seventh day,
Asked him to remove the nails on that day,
While he removed, he found the tree with lot of holes!

There dribbled juicy milk – gutta percha from the holes,
Showing the injury the tree sustained in many places,
The father said now pleasingly, “Look my son!
This is how your angry words had injured everybody,
How much they should have had upset all the day”

Murugan realized his mistake and regretted,
He had lot of tears from both his eyes and said,
He will behave pleasingly leaving his anger,
He does not require nails and hammer thereafter,
He rejoiced with his friends and parents for ever!
 
Dr.V.K. Kanniappan
   
 

   
   
 

  143.     

Best Means Of Discipline For Going To Bed!

Praying God with both hands folded
…while lying down to bed for sleep;

Not keeping the head during sleep
…towards north and intermediary directions;

Covering the body with suitable bed-sheets
…are the best means of discipline for going to bed!
 
Dr.V.K. Kanniappan
   
 

   
   
 

  144.     

By prayer you can feel God!

A few young boys met a saint,
Sir! You said to everybody that
There is God; He is everywhere!

Where is he? What is he doing?
How will he look like? Can you show us?
The poor saint! The boys were ridiculing!

The saint ordered, “Bring me some milk in a pot”
The young boy brought milk in a wide mouthed pot,
The saint was looking curiously into the milk!

Every now and then, the saint
Was stirring the milk with his finger,
Swerved the pot with both his hands!

He took it in his hands,
He kept the pot on the floor,
He was peeping into the milk again!

The young boys losing patience
Angrily asked the saint, “Sir, we asked
You to show the God,

But you are playing with the milky pot”
The saint replied, “Wait, I am searching
For the butter in this milk with hand”

The young boys became aggressive, said,
“You ignorant fellow, don’t you know that you have
To make the curd from milk and churn to get butter? ”

Young boys! Butter is there in every drop of milk,
Similarly, God is present everywhere in this universe!
By prayer you can feel God; as you prepare butter!
 
Dr.V.K. Kanniappan
   
 
 
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