How to become enlightened

How to become enlightened

Lots of things in life are much simpler than one imagines. And many of them bring a smile on realising the truth. Read this gem that I got from a friend:

A number of years ago I attended a meeting in Boulder, Colorado, with the newly arrived Swami Muktananda from India. He started his lecture with the following story. There was a student in India who wanted to become enlightened. He left his family in search of an appropriate guru to guide. Stopping at one Guru's place he inquired the method of becoming enlightened. The guru said," Becoming enlightened is really quite simple. All you need to do is to go home every night and look yourself in the mirror for 30 minutes, asking yourself the same question over and over. The question is:' who am I? Who am I? Who am I?"

The student replied,"Hey, it can't be that simple."

"Oh yes, it is just that simple," replied the guru, "but if you would like a second opinion, there are several other gurus on this street."

"Thank you very much," said the student, "I think I will enquire down the way."

The student approached the second guru with the same question."How do I become enlightened?"

The second guru replied, "Oh, it is quire difficult and takes much time. Actually, one must join with like-minded others in an ashram and do seva. Seva means 'selfless service,' so you work without pay."

The student was excited; this guru's philosophy was more consistent with his own preconceived view of enlightenment. He had always heard enlightenment was difficult. The guru told the student that the only job open at the ashram was cleaning out the cow sheds. He has to shovel all the cow dung and keep the cow stalls clean. The student accepted the job.

After five long years of shoveling cow dung and keeping the stalls clean, the student was becoming discouraged and impatient about enlightenment. He approached the guru and said, "Honored teacher, I have faithfully served you for five years cleaning up the dirtiest part of your ashram. I have never missed a day and have never complained once. Do you think it might be time for me to become enlightened?"

The guru answered, "Why yes, I believe you are ready. Now, here is what you do. You go home every night and look yourself in the mirror for 30 minutes, asking yourself the same question over and over. The question is: 'who am I? Who am I? Who am I?"

Regards,

N

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Excuses from Goldman Sachs!

Excuses from Goldman Sachs!

Got this wonder"fool" video clipping from a friend:

• Goldman Sachs Top Ten

Enjoy!

Regards,

N

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Never be Late! Or else, ... ... ...

Never be Late! Or else, ... ... ...

Original source unknown, but I received it from a cousin of mine. Non-statutory warning: This is intended for the sole purpose of having a hearty laugh and moving on in life.

Read on:

A parish priest was being honored at a dinner on the twenty-fifth anniversary of his arrival in that parish. A leading local politician, who was a member of the congregation, was chosen to make the presentation and give a little speech at the dinner, but he was delayed in traffic, so the priest decided to say his own few words while they waited.

"You will understand," he said, "the seal of the confessional, can never be broken. However, I got my first impressions of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I can only hint vaguely about this, but when I came here twenty-five years ago I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first chap who entered my confessional told me how he had stolen a television set, and when stopped by the police, had almost murdered the officer. Further, he told me he had embezzled money from his place of business and had an affair with his boss's wife.

I was appalled. But as the days went on I knew that my people were not all like that, and I had, indeed come to, a fine parish full of understanding and loving people."

Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and give his talk.

"I'll never forget the first day our parish priest arrived in this parish," said the politician. "In fact, I had the honour of being the first one to go to him for confession."

Moral: NEVER EVER BE LATE

Regards,

N

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Programmer goes shopping!

Programmer goes shopping!

A woman asks her programmer husband to go shopping.

"Dear, please go to the corner store and buy a loaf of bread.

Also, if they have eggs, buy a dozen."

"OK, honey."

20 minutes later the husband returns with 12 loaves of bread. His wife is flabbergasted.

"Why on earth did you buy so much bread?"

"Becoz, they had eggs."

Regards,

N

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