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All in Thoughts

The day started in a normal note. The irritating 5.30 am alarm, the brisk morning walk, half an hour of power yoga  and a cup of green tea. All seemed to be so normal and routine, till the time newspaper arrived and I browsed through it. It was the news of an old man dying at the age of 104 years. That’s not a young age to die! This is not the age when you term it a premature dying. Then why it was such a news which made my day a little bit of sub-normal?
 
The person in news was Manohar Aich, an Indian body builder. The “babuboli” or “pocket Hercules” (a nick name given to him because of his short height) credited simple diet of rice, dal (lentil) and fish for his stunning body. Such a simple lifestyle and such an extraordinary life (Mr. Hercules, Mr. Universe, Winner of World Championship of Spring Pulling, three times Gold winner in Asian Games).
 
All these regenerated a thought in me, do we really become what we think? 2500 years ago, Gautam Buddha said “you are what you think”; he talked about our subconscious mind and its unfathomable power on our lives. He called it Alay Vigyan, which means the store house of consciousness. This is the part of the mind, where all our believes and experiences are stored and they dictate our life from there. Had that not been the case, how a coconut vendor of Sealdah Railway Station could hit the world platform of bodybuilding!! Aich went to England by raising fund from his bodybuilding shows and stayed back there till he won the Mr. Universe contest in 1952. Determination actually has nothing to do with social and economic security.
 
And determination comes from Alay Vigyan, the store house of consciousness. When I consciously keep on thinking that I am successful, the success becomes a habit !! When I consciously keep on thinking about positivity, a wholesome environment becomes a routine!! Its all about our thoughts.
 
Lets make a thoughtful world, a world full of constructive thoughts. Lets make a peaceful and successful world a habit for ourselves.

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  1. Sir, rightly said and as always perfect & factual representation of life.

    I strongly believe on phrase - " If my mind can conceive it , If my heart can believe it then , I will achieve it"....

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