What is Raja Yoga ?

'Raja yoga' literally means the king of yogas. This is a very grand title for a branch of yoga that is not as popular or as well-known as others, and that sometimes appears quite obscure. This article aims to demystify raja yoga, exploring the underlying philosophy, and most importantly its relevance for us in today's world.

~King Ruled~

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives.

He loved the 4th wife the most and adored her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.


He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.

He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confide ant and was always kind, considerate and patient with him. When ever the King faced a problem,he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.

The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contribution in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife. Although she loved him deeply,he hardly took notice of her!

One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, I now have four wives with me,but when I die, I'll be all alone."



Thus, he asked the 4th wife , "I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No way!” replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without another word..

Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.


The sad King then asked the 3rdwife, "I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No !", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die,I'm going to remarry!"

His heart sank and turned cold.


He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.When I die, will you follow me andkeep me company?"
"I' m sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2ndwife.
"At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave."

Her answer struck him like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated.

Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no mater where you go."The King looked up, and there was his first wife. She was very skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect.

Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care ofyou when I had the chance!"

In truth, we all have the 4 wives in our lives:


Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good,it will leave us when we die.


Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.


Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.


And our 1st wife is our Soul.

Often neglected in pursuit of wealth,power and pleasures of the world.
However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.

So feed your soul from today.

Om GaM Ganapathy Namaha

~ Kids N LoVe~

Touching words from the mouth of babes. What does Love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, 'What does love mean?' The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.'Rebecca- age 8

'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'Billy - age 4

'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smells each other.'Karl - age 5

'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'Chrissie - age 6

'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'Terri - age 4

'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make! Sure the taste is OK.'Danny - age 7

'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss'Emily - age 8

'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.'Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,' Nikka - age 6(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'Noelle - age 7

'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'Tommy - age 6

'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'Cindy - age 8

'My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'Clare - age 6

'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.'Elaine-age 5

'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'Chris - age 7

'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'Mary Ann - age 4

'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'Lauren - age 4

'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image) Karen - age 7

'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'Mark - age 6

'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'Jessica - age 8

And the final one –
Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said,Nothing, I just helped him cry'

DId AnYOne ?

Hello There Nice Person

Did Anyone Ever Tell You,
Just How Special You Are
The Light that You Emit
Might even Light a Star

Did Anyone Ever Tell You
How Important You Make Others Feel
Somebody out here is Smiling
About Love that is so Real

Did Anyone Ever Tell You that
Many Times When They were Sad
Your E-mail made Them Smile a bit
In Fact It made Them Glad

For the Time You Spend Sending Things
And Sharing whatever You Find
There are No Words to Thank You
But Somebody, Thinks You're Fine

Did Anyone Ever Tell You
Just How Much They Like You Well,

My Dearest Friend Today I am Telling You.......

YEsh It IS !

FOr ALL ThESe ReAsons

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. Whenyou know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a needyou have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty,to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically,emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are.They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without anywrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will sayor do something to bring the relationship to an end.

Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we mustrealize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their workis done.The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has cometo share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or makeyou laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. Theyusually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.Believe it, it is real. But only for a season!

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must buildupon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is toaccept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to usein all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that loveis blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, aseason or a lifetime.

HIE 

PrEM.. 

hummm...

HORROR....

Olny srmat poelpe can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it denos't mtater in waht oredr the ltetres in a wrod are, the olny iprnoatmt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm

HUhhhh... REad THis FRen!!

A FRIEND FOR ALL REASON


In kindergarten, my idea of a good friend was the person who let you have her red crayon when all that was left was the ugly one.

In the first year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who went to the canteen with me and held my hand as me walked through the scary halls.

In the second year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who helped me defend up from the class bully.

In the third year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who shared his lunch with me because I did left at home.

In the fourth year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who willing to switch place in the science lab so I wouldn’t have to stuck with Nasty “jack” and Smelly “jenny”.

In the fifth year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who saved a seat at the back of the bus for me.

In the sixth year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who went up to my new crush and asked her to dance with me, so that if she said no I wouldn’t be embarrassed.

In the seventh year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who let me copy of Science homework the night before I had to hand it in.

In the eight year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who helped me pack up my animals and old toys, but didn’t laugh at me when I finished and broke into tears.

In the ninth year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who would accompany you to a party thrown by a senior so I wouldn’t be the only junior there.

In the 10th year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who changed his schedule so I would have someone to sit with in tuition center.

In the 11th year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who gave me rides in his new bike, advised me on my clothing and found a date to the prom.

In the 12th year of school, my idea of a good friend was the person who helped me pick out college, assured that I would get a place there and helped me deal with parents, who were having hard to letting me to go.

At the end of 12th year of school, my idea of good friend was the person who helped me clean up the school hall after party, assured that I could make it trough anything; helped me pack up for back to hometown and silently hugged me as I looked through blurry eyes at the 4 years of memories I was leaving behind; then sent me to bus station knowing I was loved.

Now, my idea of a good friend is still the person who gives me the better of two choices; holds my hand when I’m scared; helps me fight off those who try to take advantage of me; thinks of me at times when I’m not there; reminds me of what I have forgotten; helps me put the past behind me but understand when I need to hold on to it a little longer; stays with me so that I will have confidence; help me clear up your mistakes; smiles for me even when he is sad; helps me become a better person; and most importantly, LOVES ME!


By, PREm… 1/12/2005 @ 10.36pm