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Be the BEE

Morning walks with kids are endearing and enriching with queries. Mine too isn't different. But definitely, a few doubts cross my mind; Am I justly answering? Is she perceiving my answers right?

Wednesday morning was drenched with a sudden shower and our usual walk-mates were missing - blabbers, bees, and butterflies usually throng our lush green rustic home.

Casually a bee buzzed into our talks. When explaining how important the wind and the bees are for the sustenance of life as they aid in pollination, my kid was surprised when I revealed that pollination was a purposeful accident: purposeful by nature, accidental by the bee.

The bee focuses only on the nectar. But the fruits of that process, in turn, provide her and other living beings food for their survival. Unfaltering from her job she does a great service to the planet.

Driving back home that evening the bee again buzzed my mind. Those in a career could take a cue from the bee. Doctors, for instance, could strive to fetch the nectar of their profession - satisfaction from service to humanity; nature shall in return endow them it's fruits not accidentally but purposefully.

Dr.Sankaranarayanan J

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  1. UnknownOctober 17, 2020 at 3:32 PM

    Awesome thought

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  2. UnknownOctober 17, 2020 at 6:17 PM

    Beautiful subject with far greater and deeper meanings .well written.

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  3. UnknownOctober 17, 2020 at 6:17 PM

    Beautiful subject with far greater and deeper meanings .well written.

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  4. UnknownOctober 17, 2020 at 8:42 PM

    🤝

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  5. UnknownOctober 17, 2020 at 10:26 PM

    Very very rarely does one's mind travel so deeply and widely...Really selfless mind...Dr,ur kids are lucky

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  6. UnknownOctober 18, 2020 at 12:00 AM

    Really dear Dr.....U have Pened a Bee....which really is a Kind of You and let all professionals follow the same in their Roles of activities which in turn will turn this World's Progress supernaturally......
    Love you Dr....
    Let's all become a Bee....in all relationships of our NATURE.
    WITH LOTS OF LOVE FOR A LOVELY HUMAN

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  7. Pavan MangiOctober 18, 2020 at 5:41 AM

    Very deep and meaningful message

    Keep going would love to hear more of your beautiful thoughts .

    Pavan

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    1. UnknownOctober 18, 2020 at 7:41 AM

      Many thoughts are whirling out from your simple but mind evoking message.....
      ☺️☺️☺️
      And your bond with your kid is great....
      Nowadays only a few are attached with our mother nature. I appreciate you for moulding the next generation a nature friendly one....👍👍👍☺️

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  8. UnknownOctober 18, 2020 at 7:43 AM

    Let us be a busy 🐝...

    Dr Jayasree R S

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  9. Sujaya NairOctober 18, 2020 at 9:20 AM

    I loved the usage “ purposeful accident “. Truly well written dear friend.. waiting for more from your pen😍

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  10. anil4natureOctober 24, 2020 at 9:03 PM

    Wonderfully Written about your walk with Kids and Very Insightful Information shared about Bees and Nature.

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  11. UnknownOctober 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM

    Reality narrated in a beautiful way

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  12. Dr.Sankaranarayanan JOctober 26, 2020 at 5:17 AM

    Thanks all

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