TaleTown.Org - World's 1st Multimedia Multilingual Literature. World's Only Authentic Collection Of English Short Stories & Tales Retold By Rajeev Wadhwa
A pristine Mai Loi, unsoiled by muddy paths on a dark rainy night, is delivered by her husband Kabir to a grocer.
So, she can sleep with him to repay their debt...
Unwelcome guests can become useful citizens, given the chance.
Yet, International Governments desire normal migrants & detest illegal refugees.
Story on the refugee debate.
"What we do in life, what choices we make in life comes from our perception of who we are."
"But that still doesn't make it clearer for me how I am that?" asked Josh. "How can I be the same as you, or one with Nature or God?"
When the Chief got on the radio, the cop told him that he'd stopped a limo doing over a 100 in a 50 mph zone.
"So bust him," barked the Chief.
‘What do we work for?’ Rosh reflects, when his son tries to buy an hour of his time.
For money, or for the ability to spend our time & money with our loved ones...
Rosh yearns to recover his money’s worth while dining at Valentines, a New Zealand buffet restaurant.
But the moment Isha places marine flesh in her mouth, she feels so nauseated that …
Their interesting tale reminds Qosh of Khan’s antics.
What is mine? What is yours? Is it borrowed wealth or real capital?
What is this world, this life? These possessions, these relationships?
Insightful Sufi story...
What kinship do we have with the world, asks Kabir, haman duniya se yari kya?
Kabir’s sufi Ghazal: Haman hai ishq mastana, haman ko hoshiyari kya explained.
Josh laughed at the funny joke. Rosh loved it, that he’d got it straight away.
“Wanna play a game?” he asked.
Josh nodded, a happy smile suddenly breaking up on his face.
"The first type is The Onion Salary."
"You get it, you open it, and you weep."
Am I my body or my mind? My consciousness or my memories? Or am I a sum total of all of these?
Discover some pointers in this old Buddhist story or this Sufi song...
Who packs our parachutes?
Story about recognizing and being grateful to people who support us in our life’s journey.
Also, Rosh’s reflections on 2016 milestones
Rosh and Isha have an argument over who should be making coffee each morning.
She startles him by invoking the Bible to settle their row, "It is an age old tradition. It even says so in the Bible, that the man brews the coffee."
You might have heard people being fired for not doing well, but there are many whose careers are destroyed simply because they do too well.
Too well for their own good.
"Biological aging happens at two levels - one at the level of my whole being which you call Pa, and another at the part level of my individual cells that make up my body."
"The age of my whole body is different from the age of my individual cells just like the age of your toy car may be different from the age of its individual parts.”
Who am I? Where have I come from and where am I going?
They are questions, which have their common source in the quest for meaning, which has always compelled the human heart. In fact, the answer given to these questions decides the direction which people seek to give to their lives.
The sun had vanished. Rosh sat alone in the dark conservatory. Finally, he could bear it no more. A solitary tear rolled down his cheeks.
As if on cue, the dark clouds opened their hearts and wept with pain all night.
On seeing Nakagawa bow before the human image, Phillips couldn't contain himself.
"The old Chinese masters spit on Buddha statues or burnt them down!" he said.
"Why do you bow down before them?"
Yours Faithfully – a funny story with a retold joke about a miser who wanted his wealth buried with him.
His faithful wife kept her promise, but...
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