POEM FOR FRIENDS

STORY OF GAUTAMA BUDDHA PERSONAL DETAIL OF GAUTAM BUDDHA Name:-Siddharta or Gautam Birth:-563BCE or 480BCE Birth place:- Lumbini Nepal Parents:-Suddhodhan(father), Mayadevi (mother) Spouse:-Yashodhara Children:-Rahul(son) Religion:- Buddhism (part of hindu) Gautam Buddha or Siddhartha was born in lumbini Nepal in 563 BCE or 480 BCE. His father was King of sakya dynasty .His mother  was a princess from koliyan clan. His mother dead just  7 days after his birth.On the holiest Eve of Gautam birth, party function and other cultural events was organised.The residents of shakya kingdom were very happy with his birth. CHILDHOOD OF GAUTAM BUDDHA Gautam was a child with calm nature. His father kept him out of misery. He grew up as a prince.In his childhood astrologers said to his father that "Your son will become a great philosopher or great  saint in later future". Suddhodhan  was sad with this prediction.  He refused to believe on such prediction about Gautam Buddha future.He wished

I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell! they'd banish us, you know! How dreary to be  Somebody! How public,  like a Frog  To tell your name  the livelong day To an admiring Bog! By Emily Dickinson

Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed To comprehend a neetar Requires the sorest need. Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day, Can tell the definition, So plain, of Victory, As he defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break, agonizing clear. By EMILY DICKINSON Success usually comes to those who are too busy to be looking for it Henry David Thoreau

You have given me a reason To become happy once again, You have filled my life with fairy dreams and you have become my best friend. You have shared your love and sweetness And your emtions you have given me, You showed me how to feel again To laugh,and love,and see. If tomorrow is the last day of life And from this world I should part, I shall be forever young For you have touched my emotions.

This is my wish for you… Laughter to kiss your lips,  Beauty for your eyes to see,  Sunsets to warm your heart,  Rainbows to follow the clouds,  Smiles when sadness intrudes, Hugs when spirits sag,  Comfort on difficult days,  Faith so that you can believe,  Confidence for when you doubt, Patience to accept the truth, Courage to know yourself,  and Love to complete your life

I Celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy. By WALT WHITMAN

Whose woods these are I think I know.    His house is in the village though;    He will not see me stopping here    To watch his woods fill up with snow.    My little horse must think it queer    To stop without a farmhouse near    Between the woods and frozen lake    The darkest evening of the year.    He gives his harness bells a shake    To ask if there is some mistake.    The only other sound’s the sweep    Of easy wind and downy flake.    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,    But I have promises to keep,    And miles to go before I sleep,    And miles to go before I sleep. By Robert Frost