"All that is glitters is not Gold"

An ode of the death of the darling cat.  

Once there was a greedy cat,

Ate a posh meal and slept on the mat.

Adjacent to the building there was a pond,

And there a school of golden fish dwell from dusk to dawn. 

One afternoon out of curiosity,

A cat went to the pond to examine and see.

She was so delighted to discover,

A school of golden creature.

Out of greediness a cat made a diving,

Thought to herself that she would grasp the fish without struggling.

But bad luck to her,

She can’t swim, thus, she got drown and died over there.

The master of the house was shock to find her missing,

He asked to himself where my pet, my darling is.

From dawn to dusk he went on searching,

At last he found her in the pond floating.

This sympathetic cat teaches us a big lesson,

A lesson that we should take heed and listen.

To be brave and to be so bold,

I warn you, “All that is glitters is not gold.”

An elderly priest and a young Isaac

A thoughtful story. 

One day an elderly priest sat down in the canteen for a cup of fresh soup, which was all he could take, it being a Good Friday.

To his surprise he saw a catholic youth named Isaac enjoying a massive pile at eh next table.

Isaac: Father I trust I haven’t shock you?

Priest: ah; I take it that you forgot that today is a day of fast and abstinence.

Isaac: No, no. I remembered it so distinctly.

Priest: Then you must be sick. The doctor has forbidden you to fast.

Isaac: not at all I’m in the pink of health strong and kicking around.

At that, the priest gazed to heaven and said. “What an example this younger generation is to us, Almighty Father do you see how this young lad here would rather admit his sin, than tell a lie?”

Is it not funny?

Two men were once walking through a field when they saw an angry bull. Instantly they made for the nearest fence with the bull in hot pursuit. It soon became evident to them that they were not going to make it, so one man shouted to the other, “We've had it! Nothing can save us. Say a prayer. Quick!”

The other shouted back, “I've never prayed in my life and I don’t have a prayer for this occasion.”

“Never mind. The bull is catching up with us. Any prayer will do.”

“Well, I’ll say the one I remember my father used to say before meals:

For what we are about to receive,

Lord, make us truly grateful.”

Moral lesson:

 We are not asked if we will play the game of life or not

That is not an option. Play we must

The option is how.

What does it meant to become a Saint?

Want to be a Saint?

What does it meant to become a saint?

To work, toil, pray, contemplate till you fall and faint?

Some say yes and the other say no!

If by chance the question pokes me I will definitely acclaim “I don’t know!”

Understanding the concept of don Bosco is best and useful.

For he said, “Holiness consists in being cheerful”

“Jump, play, sing and do not sin.” He further said.

Thus we cannot become a saint by withdrawing ourselves to the dessert.

The first saint who adapt so well to Don Bosco’s teaching is Dominic Savio.

He did not hesitate but just follow

Thanks be to God for this young saint

For following his example, joy and happiness we shall gain.

This is the response to the very first question

And all of us are called to achieve certain perfection

Not by remaining moody, serious and doleful,

But with joy and enthusiasms for, “holiness consists in being cheerful.”

God works in a miraculous way.

One Sunday morning after church service, god and St. Peter went to play golf. God teed off, He gave a mighty swipe and sliced the ball off into the rough beside the fairway.

Just as the ball was about to hit the ground, a squirrel darted out of the bush. Picked it up in his mouth and ran with it down the fair way. Suddenly a vulture swooped down pick the squirrel up in its claws and flew it over the green. A man at that very moment with a rifle took aim and shot the vulture in mid-flight. The vulture let go of the squirrel. The squirrel fell onto the green and the ball rolled out of its mouth into the hole.

 St. Peter turned to god in annoyance and said, “Come on now! Do you want to play golf our do you want to fool around?”

A modern Youth ( 2nd version)

A modern youth (2^nd version)

With descent trousers and a well- comb hair,

The modern youth does care.

They want to be in the realm of beauty,

And they are sensible to their own duty.

He loves studies and wants to achieve his goal,

But the authority fails in their service to en roll.

They rarely loose heart when they are suppressed,

Because they can work hard and be the best.

They enjoy discussing prominent matter and social issue,

And exhort the government to act only what is true.

They want humanity to love in peace,

And wish that elders should perform good practices.

They often receive criticism,

And many think that they misuse their freedom to the brim.

But they are crystal clear.

To the world they are the future.

We must be careful to judge,

They aren't dacoits.

Instead we must love and respect them

‘Coz they aren't ancient but ‘Post Modern.’

Of prayers or of pray-errs.

Do I say my prayer because I fear that something harm will happen to me.

When I was in the boarding a saintly assistant put forth to me a question regarding my prayer life.

Bro: Maxz, “do you kneel down and say your prayers every night before going to bed?”

Me: “oh, yep!” brother. But...

Bro: “and every morning?” before the announcement of the “let us bless the Lord.”

Then I said, “Nope, I am not scared in the daytime so I just don’t remember to pray.