Words

Once a disciple asked the Master ” How do you say that words are powerful “?.
The Master smiled and replied You are the first fool to ask such a stupid question “.
The disciple got very angry and stood up and shouted back at the master and said ” How dare you call me a fool?”
The Master again smiled and said ” Cool down. See how a few words that I said made you angry “.
The disciple immediately fell at the feet of the Master and begged him to pardon him, for his outburst.

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About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest is acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays.
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2 Responses to Words

  1. Grannymar says:

    Sometimes no words are needed! Silence can be the best answer.

    Like

  2. padmum says:

    Sometimes we do not know when to keep quiet and the words flow uncensored from our mouths and dent egos and hurst feelings.

    Like

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