Satori Café

Once upon a time, there was a boy whose family was very wealthy. One day, his father took him on a trip to the country, where he aimed to show his son how poor people lived.  So they arrived at a farm of a very poor family, as the father considered. They spent several days there.  On their return, the father asked his son if he liked the trip. "Oh, it was great father!" -the boy replied.  The father added: "Did you notice how poor people lived?", to which the boy replied: "Yes, I did father."  So he asked his son to tell him more details about his impressions from the trip.  "Well, we have only one dog, but they have four of them. In our garden there is a pool, while they have a river that has no end. We have got expensive lanterns, but they have the stars above their heads at night. We have the balcony, but they have the whole horizon. We have only a small piece of land, where as they have the endless fields. We buy food, buy they grow it. We have a

"Open the window of the mind. Allow the fresh air, new lights and new truths to enter."     -Amit Ray  For the most of us, as being adults working in a relentlessly fast-paced occupation, in a society that craves productivity as form of fuel source, we may, at one point or another, ridicule ourselves for spending "a little too much time" standing & staring outside the window.  We tend to beat ourselves up for having a short break in front of the world, presented to us through a thin layer of super-heated infused sand, soda ash, & limestone when we should be focusing on our projects or studies that are on today's to-do list.   Often times, we tend to equate window staring as a form of boredom, procrastination, distraction or daydreaming, for the act of cupping your chin in your hands near a pane of glass and letting your eyes drift into the distance does not seem to gather high prestige or positive recognition.  But perhaps there is a certain degree of gr

"If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at changes."     -Wayne Dyer Once upon a time, there was an old lady who cried all the time. Her elder daughter was married to an umbrella merchant, while the younger daughter was the wife of a noodle vendor.  On sunny days, she worried; "Oh no! The weather is so nice and sunny, no one is going to buy any umbrellas. What will happen if the shop has to be closed." These worries made her sad, as she just could not help but to cry about the plight her eldest daughter had to face.  But when it rains, she would also cry for her youngest daughter, as she thought; "Oh no! My younger daughter is married to a noodle vendor. You cannot dry noodles without the sun. Now there will be no noodles to sell. What should we do?" As a result, the old lady lived in sorrow everyday.  Whether sunny or rainy, she grieved for one of her daughters. Her neighbours couldn't console her and jokingly called her; "