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Leaf 5 .............Gratitude!!!

Thank you............this are the two words which means so much to a person. This are the words for which one longes to hear.

Our conventional wisdom says more you give less we have. However, it is the other way round. More we give more we acquire, more we get and there would be plenty in our hand. You may ask how can it be possible. You may try this in your life. The happiness that you get when you give something to someone is tremendous. Likewise when we say thanks or hear thanks, it means so much.

When we visit to the temple, we always have lot of applications in our mind for god to fulfill. We put forward those applications in front of him. It would be for exam, for health, for prosperity, for wealth, for marriage, for children. The list is never ending. In that process, we forget to thank god for what we have, for what we are, and for the strength that god has offered us to face the challenges world throws to us.

Stand in front of god and say thanks. Express your gratitude for all that he has given you. Say thanks for the happiness that is surrounding you. Moreover, you dont have to ask anything to him. You just put in your efforts and he will take care of your needs. He has thought best for every soul in this earth.

Great is the attitude when you express gratitude.

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  1. Superb post - loved the lines ' Great is the attitude when you express gratitude.' !!

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    1. Thanks privy....its so good to read ur appreciation....

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  2. Gratitude is a magic that cools mind of the recipient. a good go.

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    1. Thanks rudra.....how haveu been....long time.....many thanks for ur comment..

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  3. Good One Saranya! Right Attitude & Gratitude takes us a long way in life.

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    1. Hey Thanks Krupa..Long time. How are you doing and Hows life??

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  4. so true. That moment when we say thanks to god is just awsome. It feels like god has taken us into his lap and saying you are welcome my child.

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