1)First comes thought; then organization of that thought, into ideas and plans; then transformation of those plans into reality. The beginning, as you will observe, is in your imagination.- Napoleon Hill
2)Logics will get you from A to B, imagination will take you everywhere.- Albert Einstein
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Keen Observation
There is profound strength in observing silence. Knowing this secret all those people who observe silence have a sparkling & cheerful life.
There was an advertisement in a newspaper saying: "An officer required in a company dealing with very small sensitive instruments. .."
It was a prestigious post therefore lots of people applied for the post. All the selected applicants arrived for the interview on the decided date. While waiting to be called for interview, some of the applicants were drinking tea/coffee, some were smoking, some were talking & others were trying to impress the officers of the comapny. The hall was very noisy.
In this noisy environment there was a young man who was sitting peacefully. He was not doing anything. He was just silent & at peace with himself.
All of a sudden an announcement not easily audible was made from one of the sensitive instruments: "We would like to recruit a person who has a quiet nature and keen observation. The person who can hear this instruction may come in and take the recruitment letter."
Nobody could hear that anouncement in such a noisy atmosphere. But the young man who was sitting silently got up immediately and went in. He was appointed for that position. He went out of the room with the recruitment offer in his hand and spoke to other applicants: "Why is such a chaos here? I'm already appointed for the position."
All others were annoyed after hearing his statement. They accused him of bribing the recruiting group. Then that man replied peacefully: "Before going in I thought of you all. Then I saw that none of you could hear that instruction which said whoever can hear this voice can come in and collect their appointment letter. I was able to hear that but none of you could do that."
There was an advertisement in a newspaper saying: "An officer required in a company dealing with very small sensitive instruments. .."
It was a prestigious post therefore lots of people applied for the post. All the selected applicants arrived for the interview on the decided date. While waiting to be called for interview, some of the applicants were drinking tea/coffee, some were smoking, some were talking & others were trying to impress the officers of the comapny. The hall was very noisy.
In this noisy environment there was a young man who was sitting peacefully. He was not doing anything. He was just silent & at peace with himself.
All of a sudden an announcement not easily audible was made from one of the sensitive instruments: "We would like to recruit a person who has a quiet nature and keen observation. The person who can hear this instruction may come in and take the recruitment letter."
Nobody could hear that anouncement in such a noisy atmosphere. But the young man who was sitting silently got up immediately and went in. He was appointed for that position. He went out of the room with the recruitment offer in his hand and spoke to other applicants: "Why is such a chaos here? I'm already appointed for the position."
All others were annoyed after hearing his statement. They accused him of bribing the recruiting group. Then that man replied peacefully: "Before going in I thought of you all. Then I saw that none of you could hear that instruction which said whoever can hear this voice can come in and collect their appointment letter. I was able to hear that but none of you could do that."
Quotes - Achievers
1)Achievement seems to be connected with action. Successful men and women keep moving. They make mistakes, but they don't quit.
- Conrad Hilton
2)Winners compare their achievements with their goals, while losers compare their achievements with those of other people.
- Nido Qubein
- Conrad Hilton
2)Winners compare their achievements with their goals, while losers compare their achievements with those of other people.
- Nido Qubein
Genghis Khan and his Hawk
One morning Genghis Khan, the great king and warrior, rode out into the
woods to have a day's sport. Many of his friends were with him. They
rode out gayly, carrying their bows and arrows. Behind them came the
servants with the hounds.
It was a merry hunting party. The woods rang with their shouts and
laughter. They expected to carry much game home in the evening.
On the king's wrist sat his favorite hawk, for in those days hawks were
trained to hunt. At a word from their masters they would fly high up
into the air, and look around for prey. If they chanced to see a deer or
a rabbit, they would swoop down upon it swift as any arrow.
All day long Genghis Khan and his huntsmen rode through the woods. But
they did not find as much game as they expected. Toward evening they
started for home. The king had often ridden through the woods, and he
knew all the paths. So while the rest of the party took the nearest way,
he went by a longer road through a valley between two mountains.
The day had been warm, and the king was very thirsty. His pet hawk left
his wrist and flown away. It would be sure to find its way home.
The king rode slowly along. He had once seen a spring of clear water
near this pathway. If he could only find it now! But the hot days of
summer had dried up all the mountain brooks.
At last, to his joy, he saw some water trickling down over the edge of a
rock. He knew that there was a spring farther up. In the wet season, a
swift stream of water always poured down here; but now it came only one
drop at a time.
The king leaped from his horse. He took a little silver cup from his
hunting bag. He held it so as to catch the slowly falling drops.
It took a long time to fill the cup; and the king was so thirsty that he
could hardly wait. At last it was nearly full. He put the cup to his
lips, and was about to drink. All at once there was a whirring sound in
the air, and the cup was knocked from his hands. The water was all
spilled upon the ground.
The king looked up to see who had done this thing. It was his pet hawk.
The hawk flew back and forth a few times, and then alighted among the
rocks by the spring.
The king picked up the cup, and again held it to catch the trickling drops.
This time he did not wait so long. When the cup was half full, he lifted
it toward his mouth. But before it had touched his lips, the hawk
swooped down again, and knocked it from his hands.
And now the king began to grow angry. He tried again, and for the third
time the hawk kept him from drinking.
The king was now very angry indeed. "How do you dare to act so?" he
cried. "If I had you in my hands, I would wring your neck!"
Then he filled his cup again. But before he tried to drink, he drew his
sword. "Now, Sir Hawk," he said, "that is the last time."
He had hardly spoken before the hawk swooped down and knocked the cup
from his hand. But the king was looking for this. With a quick sweep of
the sword he struck the bird as it passed.
The next moment the poor hawk lay bleeding and dying at its master's
feet. "That is what you get for your pains," said Genghis Khan.
But when he looked for his cup, he found that it had fallen between two
rocks, where he could not reach it.
"At any rate, I will have a drink from that spring," he said to himself.
With that he began to climb the steep bank to the place from which the
water trickled. It was hard work, and the higher he climbed, the
thirstier he became.
At last he reached the place. There indeed was a pool of water; but what
was that lying in the pool, and almost filling it? It was a huge, dead
snake of the most poisonous kind.
The king stopped. He forgot his thirst. He thought only of the poor dead
bird lying on the ground below him.
"The hawk saved my life!" he cried, "and how did I repay him? He was my
best friend, and I have killed him."
He clambered down the bank. He took the bird up gently, and laid it in
his hunting bag. Then he mounted his horse and rode swiftly home. He
said to himself,
"I have learned a sad lesson today, and that is, never to do anything in
anger, Please dont do any thing in anger, which later on you have to
repent for it. Be calm and control your anger."
woods to have a day's sport. Many of his friends were with him. They
rode out gayly, carrying their bows and arrows. Behind them came the
servants with the hounds.
It was a merry hunting party. The woods rang with their shouts and
laughter. They expected to carry much game home in the evening.
On the king's wrist sat his favorite hawk, for in those days hawks were
trained to hunt. At a word from their masters they would fly high up
into the air, and look around for prey. If they chanced to see a deer or
a rabbit, they would swoop down upon it swift as any arrow.
All day long Genghis Khan and his huntsmen rode through the woods. But
they did not find as much game as they expected. Toward evening they
started for home. The king had often ridden through the woods, and he
knew all the paths. So while the rest of the party took the nearest way,
he went by a longer road through a valley between two mountains.
The day had been warm, and the king was very thirsty. His pet hawk left
his wrist and flown away. It would be sure to find its way home.
The king rode slowly along. He had once seen a spring of clear water
near this pathway. If he could only find it now! But the hot days of
summer had dried up all the mountain brooks.
At last, to his joy, he saw some water trickling down over the edge of a
rock. He knew that there was a spring farther up. In the wet season, a
swift stream of water always poured down here; but now it came only one
drop at a time.
The king leaped from his horse. He took a little silver cup from his
hunting bag. He held it so as to catch the slowly falling drops.
It took a long time to fill the cup; and the king was so thirsty that he
could hardly wait. At last it was nearly full. He put the cup to his
lips, and was about to drink. All at once there was a whirring sound in
the air, and the cup was knocked from his hands. The water was all
spilled upon the ground.
The king looked up to see who had done this thing. It was his pet hawk.
The hawk flew back and forth a few times, and then alighted among the
rocks by the spring.
The king picked up the cup, and again held it to catch the trickling drops.
This time he did not wait so long. When the cup was half full, he lifted
it toward his mouth. But before it had touched his lips, the hawk
swooped down again, and knocked it from his hands.
And now the king began to grow angry. He tried again, and for the third
time the hawk kept him from drinking.
The king was now very angry indeed. "How do you dare to act so?" he
cried. "If I had you in my hands, I would wring your neck!"
Then he filled his cup again. But before he tried to drink, he drew his
sword. "Now, Sir Hawk," he said, "that is the last time."
He had hardly spoken before the hawk swooped down and knocked the cup
from his hand. But the king was looking for this. With a quick sweep of
the sword he struck the bird as it passed.
The next moment the poor hawk lay bleeding and dying at its master's
feet. "That is what you get for your pains," said Genghis Khan.
But when he looked for his cup, he found that it had fallen between two
rocks, where he could not reach it.
"At any rate, I will have a drink from that spring," he said to himself.
With that he began to climb the steep bank to the place from which the
water trickled. It was hard work, and the higher he climbed, the
thirstier he became.
At last he reached the place. There indeed was a pool of water; but what
was that lying in the pool, and almost filling it? It was a huge, dead
snake of the most poisonous kind.
The king stopped. He forgot his thirst. He thought only of the poor dead
bird lying on the ground below him.
"The hawk saved my life!" he cried, "and how did I repay him? He was my
best friend, and I have killed him."
He clambered down the bank. He took the bird up gently, and laid it in
his hunting bag. Then he mounted his horse and rode swiftly home. He
said to himself,
"I have learned a sad lesson today, and that is, never to do anything in
anger, Please dont do any thing in anger, which later on you have to
repent for it. Be calm and control your anger."
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Quotes - Team
Coming together is a beginning. Keeping together is progress. Working together is success.
-- Henry Ford
Teamwork: Simply stated, it is less me and more we.
-- Unknown
A group becomes a team when each member is sure enough of himself and his contribution to praise the skill of the others.
-- Norman S Hidle
-- Henry Ford
Teamwork: Simply stated, it is less me and more we.
-- Unknown
A group becomes a team when each member is sure enough of himself and his contribution to praise the skill of the others.
-- Norman S Hidle
Good Quotes
1) The people in your life are there by your choice, make wise choices.
2) Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
3) You can be young without money but you can't be old without it.
4) The harder the knocks you go through in life , the more you learn and put them to use in future ! ..... .. Dont be discouraged by setbacks and failures ...! They make you strong ..
5) S_CCESS can not be spelt without U.
6) We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
7)The real problem is not whether machines think but whether men do. - B. F. Skinner
8)The man who does things makes many mistakes, but he never makes the biggest mistake of all - doing nothing.- Benjamin Franklin
9)The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.- Maureen Dowd
10)The Heart is the only broken instrument that works.
2) Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
3) You can be young without money but you can't be old without it.
4) The harder the knocks you go through in life , the more you learn and put them to use in future ! ..... .. Dont be discouraged by setbacks and failures ...! They make you strong ..
5) S_CCESS can not be spelt without U.
6) We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
7)The real problem is not whether machines think but whether men do. - B. F. Skinner
8)The man who does things makes many mistakes, but he never makes the biggest mistake of all - doing nothing.- Benjamin Franklin
9)The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.- Maureen Dowd
10)The Heart is the only broken instrument that works.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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