Action Into Words (AIW)

A simple Time Table that i derived after reading the book, "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari". Follow it for 30 days, feel the difference!The chart is classified as follows one after the other... TIME, CHORES, PERIOD, PURPOSE (KAIZEN:RITUALS-constant self expansion/progress) -------------------------------------- 5:00am-5:30am 1.Get up *Ritual of Early Awakening 2.Brush 3.Wash face *Face wash & Brush-15 min 4.Exercise *Walking-15 min(no talking)*Ritual of Physicality -------------------------------------- 5:30am-6:00am 1.YOGA *Yoga #Proper breathing-5 min #Yoga Postures-10 min( stretching ,etc) 2.Meditation *Meditation #Heart of rose/concentrate-10 min #Secret of lake/imagination-5min *Master your Mind *Ritual of Solitude *Ritual of Physicality *Live with Discipline -------------------------------------- 6:00am-6:30am 1.Bath *Bath-15 to 20 min 2.Wash clothes *Wash-10 min *Ritual of Congruent Character -------------------------------------- 6:45am-7:00am Dress up *Ritual of S

This story revolves around the 10 rupee note that passes various hands to reach the final destination, the authoress’ hands… · A quick recap of how this ten rupee note was formed · The college girl withdraws money from bank · She goes to sugarcane juice and pays off the money · He pays to a ice seller · He sells to a fish seller · Fish seller sells to a boat man · Boat man inturn gives his kid who asks to buy candy · Candyman gives his wife · Wife gives to god · Pujari takes it to market to buy incense · Shopkeeper rotates to another customer · This customer works as a taxi driver · Driver back to a tea shop · Tea shop to the child labour · Childlabour gives to his parent · Mother market of vegetables.. it’s torn · I stand near her, staring her cos, she’s nothing but for 10rupees · So, I take it and return · Finally, I stick a cellotape

I remember the day when I was only 12 year old and lost my concentration when I was looking at a girl of almost my age climbing downstairs with braces on the legs. When I turned around to join my parents, I found I was left all alone and ran all around Thirupathi in search of my parents. Only after I found them I realized that I had not heard what they told me as I was completely engrossed on the subject, “THE STRUGGLE TO CLIMB DOWNSTAIRS BY A GIRL”. That night I was thinking about the pain the girl would have gone through. I observed her face while she was climbing down. She was not bothered about how she moved or how elegant she walked, she was not bothered about anything except for one thought that she should climb down without falling. That moment I realized that with such a disability when a girl doesn’t want to be treated different, why should we treat them differently? Looking at them with sympathy or pity in our eyes only makes them feel lowly. This is what I felt after many ac