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  Less than a minute, Lesson-3041   Present is Gifted If more time is spent regretting the past than building the future, we may vent for a while, but we will waste the present—the only time we truly have to shape what comes next.   The present is the most precious gift everyone is blessed with; let us open our minds and hearts to this gift. M.L. Narendra Kumar Director Instivate Learning Solutions PVT LTD      

  The Value of People   The value of a mother Is known by a daughter When there is no one To bother whether She had dinner or not.   The value of a father Is known by a son When there is no one To bother whether He is right or wrong.   The value of a wife Is known by a husband When there is no one To bother whether He is awake or not.   The value of a husband Is known by a wife When there is no one To bother whether She has reached home or not.   The value of grandparents Is known by grandchildren When there is no one To bother whether They were cared for when their parents were not there.   The value of a lover Is known by a lover When there is no one To bother whether She was remembered on her birthday by 12 am or not.   The value of a friend Is known by a friend When there is no one To bother whether That friend is free from worries or not.   The value ...

  She is the one She is the one, She is the one. There is none, Because she is the only one.   She is the one, She is the one. There is none, Because she is the only one.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one Whom I admire.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one Whom I love.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one For whom I will live.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one For whom I would lie.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one For whom I will change.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one For whom I would die.   She is the one, She is the one— The only one To whom I will give my time.   If there is anyone for whom I would forsake all others, she is the only one for whom I will live and die.   The only one, The only one. She is the only one. There is no one Other than her Who...

  The Two Faces of Religion: From Terrorism to Compassion In the hands of hatemongers—those driven by vengeance and a disregard for human life—religion becomes a weapon. It turns into violence, a source of menace, and ultimately an act of terrorism. Such individuals breed fear and disrupt the harmony of the world, all in the name of an ideology rooted in age-old mythology. Yet, in the hands of those who love humanity and believe in peace and coexistence, the very same religion transforms into a spiritual path. It brings forward the values of life that faith advocates—compassion, kindness, and empathy—and helps fill the world with understanding and love. We must never pay heed to radicals who claim their religion is superior and their god the only god. Let us remember that mankind existed long before religion was born. Religion is a human construct, like any other institution—flawed and shaped by time. God, on the other hand, has never belonged to any single religion. The ca...

  Less than a minute, Lesson-3040 Monologue to Dialogue If more time is spent talking than listening, we may prove our point, but we will never understand others’. Communication is not about proving ourselves; it is about understanding others’ points of view. The more dialogue, the better the understanding. M.L. Narendra Kumar Director Instivate Learning Solutions PVT LTD            

  I am gifted I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My words in the card Started dancing My roses in the hands Started singing I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My heart was thankful My mind was full with your smile I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My life has got a new life My existence has a new purpose I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My days are shining more than the sunny days My nights are more pleasant than the winter nights I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My face is glowing without a touch from a beautician My voice has become sweeter than honey I am gifted I am gifted For getting a place in your heart   My love towards me has increased two-fold My self-care rockets I ...

  We Are 50's We are 50's We are 50's We know we are ageing We know we are ageing We are 50's We are 50's We know we are old in our bodies But young in our minds We are 50's We are 50's We know our destination is not too far But we still live as if we'll be here forever We are 50's We are 50's We keep thinking about our teens Reflecting on our naughty days We are 50's We are 50's We keep talking about our crushes Giggling about the past rumours We are 50's We are 50's We keep talking about diet But still binge on an extra beer We are 50's We are 50's We live with the memories of our young days And give no thought to when we'll kick the bucket We are 50's We are 50's Thinking about the pleasure of the past And ignoring the pain of the future We are 50's We are 50's Aging gracefully Maturing mindfully We'll keep reciting the same when we're 60's, ...

  Less than a minute, Lesson-3039 Gazing Vs Reflecting If more time is spent gazing into the mirror than looking within, we may perfect our appearance, but we will never confront our flaws. Looking within is the most profound act, as it helps us to connect with ourselves, correct ourselves, and develop ourselves. Once we embark on this journey often enough, we will no longer waste our time and money on beautifying ourselves; instead, we will strengthen ourselves. The real beauty lies in using our strengths, not our makeup kit. M.L. Narendra Kumar Director Instivate Learning Solutions PVT LTD  

  Don’t Blame the Destination, Check Your Map If you set out on a journey and ended up in the wrong place, would you curse the destination? Of course not. You’d retrace your steps. You’d ask yourself: Where did I take a wrong turn? Did I misread the signs? Life is no different. When you find yourself in a season of discomfort—when the place you’re standing feels painful, stagnant, or far from where you hoped to be—it’s easy to point fingers. You might blame your job, your circumstances, or the people around you. You might even glance up at the stars and wonder if the universe has it out for you. But here’s the truth: the stage you’re on didn’t build itself. You walked onto it, one choice at a time. Instead of blaming the present, pause and reflect. Look back at the path you took. Examine your priorities. Revisit your decisions. Sift through the relationships you nurtured and the ones you neglected. Acknowledge the mistakes—not to punish yourself, but to understand. Every ...

  Friendly Mask The irony in life is that there are strangers who admire us, follow us, and like us too, but unfortunately, we don't recognise that, and hence we don't befriend them or add them to our friends' list. Whereas there are haters who are masked as friends, who badmouth us, who wish for our downfall, but they wear a mask of love and care, behind which is hate and jealousy. Unfortunately, we don't realise this until we face dire consequences because of these people. Maturity is understanding who a true friend is and who is not. This can be understood only when we stop making early judgments, overcome our biases, and sometimes it is better to draw a line and decide to what extent people can come into our lives. It is better to realise early and correct than to regret and correct later. M.L. Narendra Kumar          

  Don’t Punish me   Oh baby, oh baby, Living without you Is like my soul departing from my body.   Oh baby, oh baby, Being away from you Is like my heart being torn from my chest.   Oh baby, oh baby, This separation Is like severing my mind from my very being.   Oh baby, oh baby, My eyes refuse to see anyone around me but you.   Oh baby, oh baby, My ears refuse to listen to anyone else but you.   Oh baby, oh baby, My mouth refuses to speak to anyone else but you.   Oh baby, oh baby, My hands refuse to hold another's hand but yours.     Oh baby, oh baby, My legs refuse to walk anywhere else but towards you.   Oh baby, oh baby, My entire body refuses to function, Without your touch, without your embrace.   Oh baby, oh baby, Punish me with your words, But not with your absence.   Oh baby, oh baby, Strike me with your hands, But not with your silen...

  We have nothing to lose   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not possessed by greed   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not obsessed with anything   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not enslaved by a relationship   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not carried away by materialism   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not attached to anything and everything in life   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we are not consumed by our success   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we do not feel guilty about what we said   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long as we don't regret what we have lost   We have nothing to lose We have nothing to lose As long a...

  Writing on Water: The Fragile Line Called Life Between birth and death lies a line. That line is called life. It might be straight for some—steady, predictable, undisturbed. For others, it curves and bends through unexpected twists. Sometimes it plateaus, stretching flat and still, as if waiting for something to happen. But no matter its shape, it remains a line. The distance between the two points may be long or short, shaped by circumstance, by the care we take, by luck or fate. But the truth remains unchanged: the gap between arrival and departure is all we ever truly have. And yet, most of our lives are like writing on water. For a moment, the strokes create ripples—beautiful, alive, visible. But soon, the surface calms, and the writing disappears. The water forgets. And so does the world. We come and go, like the billions who lived before us, leaving behind nothing but a fleeting disturbance on the surface of time. Knowing this—truly knowing it—you would think we m...

  Far apart, but perfectly aligned They say the sun and the moon are worlds apart. One rules the blazing day, the other the tranquil night, and their paths rarely cross. But this isn't a story of distance; it's a story of balance. They are two distinct entities, yet they play distinct roles in the same cosmic dance, perfectly complementing each other in their own ways. Though they don't share the sky every day, the universe holds its breath for the moments they do. An eclipse. It’s an event the world eagerly awaits—a fleeting, magical collision of their worlds. We can't schedule it or rush it. It happens when the time is right, when nature itself determines it's time for them to align. There is a beautiful parallel to be drawn here with friendship. Life, with its relentless momentum, often pulls us far from the people we once held closest. We go our separate ways, leading different lives under different skies. Yet, the bond remains, a quiet gravitational pull....