There was once a man who was very rich and very miserly at the same time. The villagers disliked him intensely. One day he said to them, "Either you're jealous of me or you don't understand my love of money-God alone knows. But you dislike me; that much I know. When I die, I won't take anything with me. I will leave it all for others. I will make a will, and I will give everything to charity. Then everyone will be happy."
Even then people mocked and laughed at him. The rich man said to them, "What is the matter with you? Can't you wait a few years to see my money go to charity?"
The villagers didn't believe him. He said, "Do you think I'm immortal? I'll die like everyone else, and then my money will go to charities." He couldn't understand why they didn't believe him.
One day he went for a walk. All of a sudden it started raining heavily, so he took shelter under a tree. Under this tree he saw a pig and a cow. The pig and the cow entered into conversation, and the man overheard what they were saying.
The pig said to the cow, "How is it that everybody appreciates you and nobody appreciates me? When I die, I provide people with bacon, ham and sausage.. People can also use my bristles. I give three or four things, whereas you give only one thing: milk. Why do people appreciate you all the time and not me?"
The cow said to the pig, "Look, I give them milk while I'm alive. They see that I am generous with what I have. But you don't give them anything while you're alive. Only after you're dead do you give ham, bacon and so forth. People don't believe in the future; they believe in the present. If you give while you are alive, people will appreciate you. It is quite simple."
From that moment on, the rich man gave all he had to the poor.
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Monday, November 24, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
'Very Big Asset' - Wolfgang Hildesheimer. Hilarious.
About the author: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolfgang_Hildesheimer
one sunday i was relaxing with a mug of beer in a pub. some weird looking person came to me and asked me if i had any idea of buying a train. anybody can sell anything to me smoothly. because i dont know to say no to things. even then i thought i should be careful this time as it was a big sale. even though i dont know anything about trains i enquired him which model it was, in which year it was made, how the piston, guage.. were etc. i wanted him to know that i was one expert and i was not the one who bought unnecessary things. i dont know whether he was convinced or not. whatever it was he showed me the pictures of the train from all angles and gave all the information i needed. the trained looked perfect. i ordered for it immediately and settled for one price. it was one secondhand train. though trains dont wear and tear easily.. i didnt give the asked price.
the train was delivered the same night. i should have got suspicion at that time that it might have been phony because it was delivered so fast. but i didnt. because i never suspected such things. the door of my house is not broad enough so i couldnt keep the train inside the house. not only that, it was also so heavy even my house could have collapsed. so i kept it in the garage. naturally only half of it could go inside. garage roof was very high. i had kept a very big balloon once. of course it had burst later.
my cousin visited me after this sale. this cousin didnt like to guage things or show emotions. for him facts were facts. he never used to get surprised. he was one expert at describing anything and everything. in short he was a fussy man. after saying hello, to break the silence i started singing " tum paas aaye..yunh muskuraye.." . he finished it properly with " kuch kuch hota hai". he had brought cognac. after we finished drinking a few glasses he decided to stay over that night at my house and went to the garage to keep his car.
he returned after a few minutes and told me in a shaky whispering voice that there was one big train in my garage. i said " yes, i just bought it day before yesterday" slowly. " do u use it?" he asked. "no, not always" i replied. "only when my neighbour's wife had labour pain, i took her to the hospital in that train. she delivered twins. but my train was not responsible for that", i told him.
I had told this deliberately because i am the one of those who adds imagination to facts. i dont know whether he believed me or not. He just heard me out. he must have got irritated by the idea of staying over at my place he just started replying with 'uh huh's to my questions and he left immediately. he never came back.
after a few days when i read in newspapers that a train was stolen (not from this earth, but from one switchyard) i was sure that i have been had and that i was cheated. after a few days i saw the same person in the same bar and i pretended to be innocent and a recluse. This time he tried to sell me a crane. but i didnt want to do any business with him again. moreover why do i want a crane anyway?
one sunday i was relaxing with a mug of beer in a pub. some weird looking person came to me and asked me if i had any idea of buying a train. anybody can sell anything to me smoothly. because i dont know to say no to things. even then i thought i should be careful this time as it was a big sale. even though i dont know anything about trains i enquired him which model it was, in which year it was made, how the piston, guage.. were etc. i wanted him to know that i was one expert and i was not the one who bought unnecessary things. i dont know whether he was convinced or not. whatever it was he showed me the pictures of the train from all angles and gave all the information i needed. the trained looked perfect. i ordered for it immediately and settled for one price. it was one secondhand train. though trains dont wear and tear easily.. i didnt give the asked price.
the train was delivered the same night. i should have got suspicion at that time that it might have been phony because it was delivered so fast. but i didnt. because i never suspected such things. the door of my house is not broad enough so i couldnt keep the train inside the house. not only that, it was also so heavy even my house could have collapsed. so i kept it in the garage. naturally only half of it could go inside. garage roof was very high. i had kept a very big balloon once. of course it had burst later.
my cousin visited me after this sale. this cousin didnt like to guage things or show emotions. for him facts were facts. he never used to get surprised. he was one expert at describing anything and everything. in short he was a fussy man. after saying hello, to break the silence i started singing " tum paas aaye..yunh muskuraye.." . he finished it properly with " kuch kuch hota hai". he had brought cognac. after we finished drinking a few glasses he decided to stay over that night at my house and went to the garage to keep his car.
he returned after a few minutes and told me in a shaky whispering voice that there was one big train in my garage. i said " yes, i just bought it day before yesterday" slowly. " do u use it?" he asked. "no, not always" i replied. "only when my neighbour's wife had labour pain, i took her to the hospital in that train. she delivered twins. but my train was not responsible for that", i told him.
I had told this deliberately because i am the one of those who adds imagination to facts. i dont know whether he believed me or not. He just heard me out. he must have got irritated by the idea of staying over at my place he just started replying with 'uh huh's to my questions and he left immediately. he never came back.
after a few days when i read in newspapers that a train was stolen (not from this earth, but from one switchyard) i was sure that i have been had and that i was cheated. after a few days i saw the same person in the same bar and i pretended to be innocent and a recluse. This time he tried to sell me a crane. but i didnt want to do any business with him again. moreover why do i want a crane anyway?
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Roles and how we play them
Whenever I’m disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.
Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he’d set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen.
On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement.
“Guess what Mom,” he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: “I’ve been chosen to clap and cheer.”
Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he’d set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen.
On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement.
“Guess what Mom,” he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: “I’ve been chosen to clap and cheer.”
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Life's Lesson...
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.
What food might this contain?' The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning:'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, 'Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.'
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The pig sympathized, but said, I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.'
The mouse turned to the cow and said 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!' The cow said, 'Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose.'
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.
The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.
The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital , and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main Ingredient.
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.
The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.
So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.
We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.
What food might this contain?' The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning:'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, 'Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.'
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The pig sympathized, but said, I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.'
The mouse turned to the cow and said 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!' The cow said, 'Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose.'
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.
The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.
The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital , and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main Ingredient.
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.
The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.
So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.
We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Invest in monkeys...and earn peanuts!
In a tiny village, a man decided to engage the villagers by offering them some work.
He announced that he would buy monkeys from them for Rs 10 per monkey. So, the villagers began catching them by the dozen, and as promised the man paid them.
But pretty soon the villagers became laid-back and the pace of work slowed down. So, the man offered to pay Rs 20 for every monkey they caught. The villagers started catching monkeys with a vengeance, again. But pretty soon the supply diminished, and people returned to their farms. The going price was raised to Rs 25 and then, Rs 50.Then one fine day the man had to visit the city and asked his assistant to take over.
The assistant came up with a new game place. He asked the villagers to buy the same monkeys that were sold by them for Rs 35 and sell them to the man for Rs 50. The villagers queued up with all their savings to buy the monkeys.After some days, neither the man nor the assistant could be found. There were monkeys all around!
He announced that he would buy monkeys from them for Rs 10 per monkey. So, the villagers began catching them by the dozen, and as promised the man paid them.
But pretty soon the villagers became laid-back and the pace of work slowed down. So, the man offered to pay Rs 20 for every monkey they caught. The villagers started catching monkeys with a vengeance, again. But pretty soon the supply diminished, and people returned to their farms. The going price was raised to Rs 25 and then, Rs 50.Then one fine day the man had to visit the city and asked his assistant to take over.
The assistant came up with a new game place. He asked the villagers to buy the same monkeys that were sold by them for Rs 35 and sell them to the man for Rs 50. The villagers queued up with all their savings to buy the monkeys.After some days, neither the man nor the assistant could be found. There were monkeys all around!
Poised Mind
A long time ago in China , a girl named Li-Li got married went to live with her husband and mother-in-law. In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn't get along with her mother-in-law at all.
Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-law' s habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly.
Days passed, and weeks passed. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting.
But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish. All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's poor husband! D great distress.
Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-! law's bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it! Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs.
She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all.
Mr. Huang thought for awhile, and finally said, "Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you."Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do."Mr. Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs.
He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become suspicious Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of these herbs in her serving.Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspect you, when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. "Don't argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen." Li-Li was so happy.She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.
Weeks went by, and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper!, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother.
After six months had passed, the whole household had changed. Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost never got mad or upset. She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.The mother-in-law' s attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love Li-Li like her own daughter.
She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in- law one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening.
One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison from killing my mother-in-law. She's changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her."
Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her."
Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-law' s habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly.
Days passed, and weeks passed. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting.
But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish. All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's poor husband! D great distress.
Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-! law's bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it! Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs.
She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all.
Mr. Huang thought for awhile, and finally said, "Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you."Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do."Mr. Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs.
He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become suspicious Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of these herbs in her serving.Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspect you, when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. "Don't argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen." Li-Li was so happy.She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.
Weeks went by, and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper!, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother.
After six months had passed, the whole household had changed. Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost never got mad or upset. She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.The mother-in-law' s attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love Li-Li like her own daughter.
She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in- law one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening.
One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison from killing my mother-in-law. She's changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her."
Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her."
Friday, October 17, 2008
Chat with God...
GOD : Hello. Did you call me?
Me: Called you? No.. who is this?
GOD : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.
Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.
GOD : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.
Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic.It'srush hour all the time.
GOD : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.
Me: I understand. But I still cant figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.
GOD : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.
Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?
GOD : Stop analyzing life. Just live it.. Analysis is what makes it complicated.
Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?
GOD : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.
Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?
GOD : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.
Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty. .
GOD : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.
Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?
GOD : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.
Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?
GOD : Yes. In every terms, Experience is a hard teacher..She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.
Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can't we befree from problems?
GOD : Problems are Purposeful Road blocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.
Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where weare heading...
GOD : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.
Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving inthe right direction. What should I do?
GOD : Success is a measure as decided by others.Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.
Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?
GOD : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.
Me: What surprises you about people?
GOD : when they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.
Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I cant get the answer.
GOD : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here.Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.
Me: How can I get the best out of life?
GOD : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.
Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.
GOD : There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.
Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the New Year with a new sense of inspiration.
GOD : Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live .
Me: Called you? No.. who is this?
GOD : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.
Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.
GOD : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.
Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic.It'srush hour all the time.
GOD : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.
Me: I understand. But I still cant figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.
GOD : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.
Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?
GOD : Stop analyzing life. Just live it.. Analysis is what makes it complicated.
Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?
GOD : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.
Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?
GOD : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.
Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty. .
GOD : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.
Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?
GOD : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience their life become better not bitter.
Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?
GOD : Yes. In every terms, Experience is a hard teacher..She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.
Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can't we befree from problems?
GOD : Problems are Purposeful Road blocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, not when you are free from problems.
Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where weare heading...
GOD : If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes provide sight. Heart provides insight.
Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving inthe right direction. What should I do?
GOD : Success is a measure as decided by others.Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.
Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?
GOD : Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.
Me: What surprises you about people?
GOD : when they suffer they ask, "why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me" Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.
Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I cant get the answer.
GOD : Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here.Create it. Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.
Me: How can I get the best out of life?
GOD : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.
Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.
GOD : There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.
Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the New Year with a new sense of inspiration.
GOD : Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve. Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live .
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."
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 2, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
This is Faith
There was a tightrope walker, who was so good that he could walk between two twenty stories building on a tight rope with a balancing pole. Thousands of people would watch him perform his breathtaking feat. After he walked across the building he would have his assistant sit on his shoulder and he would proceed to walk across the building. Everybody were amazed and gave him a thunderous applause. He asked them whether they believed that he could do it again. The crowd said, "Yes, we believe that you can!" After a while he asked the crowd again, "Now, who wants to volunteer to get on my shoulder?" With that the crowd became silent.
SUCCESS PRINCIPLES
There is a difference between Believe and Faith. We can believe what we see. In the above story, the crowd believed in the tightrope walker because they saw him perform the feat. But when he asked them "Who wants to get on my shoulder?" everyone was silent. You see, the crowd had Belief but they did not have Faith. This story clearly illustrates the difference between belief and having faith.
SUCCESS PRINCIPLES
There is a difference between Believe and Faith. We can believe what we see. In the above story, the crowd believed in the tightrope walker because they saw him perform the feat. But when he asked them "Who wants to get on my shoulder?" everyone was silent. You see, the crowd had Belief but they did not have Faith. This story clearly illustrates the difference between belief and having faith.
A beggar life
A beggar lived near the king's palace. One day he saw a proclamation posted outside the palace gate. The king was giving a great dinner. Anyone dressed in royal garments was invited to the party.
The beggar went on his way. He looked at the rags he was wearing and sighed. Surely only kings and their families wore royal robes, he thought. Slowly an idea crept into his mind. The audacity of it made him tremble. Would he dare?
He made his way back to the palace. He approached the guard at the gate. "Please, sire, I would like to speak to the king."
"Wait here," the guard replied. In a few minutes, he was back. "His majesty will see you," he said, and led the beggar in.
"You wish to see me?" asked the king.
"Yes, your majesty. I want so much to attend the banquet, but I have no royal robes to wear. Please, sir, if I may be so bold, may I have one of your old garments so that I, too, may come to the banquet?"
The beggar shook so hard that he could not see the faint smile that was on the king's face. "You have been wise in coming to me," the king said. He called to his son, the young prince. "Take this man to your room and array him in some of your clothes."
The prince did as he was told and soon the beggar was standing before a mirror, clothed in garments that he had never dared hope for.
"You are now eligible to attend the king's banquet tomorrow night," said the prince. "But even more important, you will never need any other clothes. These garments will last forever."
The beggar dropped to his knees. "Oh, thank you," he cried. But as he started to leave, he looked back at his pile of dirty rags on the floor. He hesitated. What if the prince was wrong? What if he would need his old clothes again. Quickly he gathered them up.
The banquet was far greater than he had ever imagined, but he could not enjoy himself as he should. He had made a small bundle of his old rags and it kept falling off his lap. The food was passed quickly and the beggar missed some of the greatest delicacies.
Time proved that the prince was right. The clothes lasted forever. Still the poor beggar grew fonder and fonder of his old rags. As time passed people seemed to forget the royal robes he was wearing. They saw only the little bundle of filthy rags that he clung to wherever he went. They even spoke of him as the old man with the rags.One day as he lay dying, the king visited him.
The beggar saw the sad look on the king's face when he looked at the small bundle of rags by the bed.Suddenly the beggar remembered the prince's words and he realized that his bundle of rags had cost him a lifetime of true royalty. He wept bitterly at his folly. And the king wept with him.
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When we put our faith in God, we must let go of the sin in our life, and our old ways of living.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Can u undo the wrong gossip u have spread ?
A woman repeated a bit of gossip about a neighbor. Within a few days the whole community knew the story.
The person it concerned was deeply hurt and offended. Later the woman responsible for spreading the rumor learned that it was completely untrue. She was very sorry and went to a wise old sage to find out what she could do to repair the damage.
The Old Sage said "Go to the marketplace, and purchase a chicken, and have it killed. Then on your way home, pluck its feathers and drop them one by one along the road."
Although surprised by this advice, the woman did what she was told.
The next day the wise man said, "Now go and collect all those feathers you dropped yesterday and bring them back to me."
The woman followed the same road, but to her dismay, the wind had blown the feathers all away. After searching for hours, she returned with only three in her hand.
"You see," said the old sage, "it's easy to drop them, but it's impossible to get them back.So it is with gossip. It doesn't take much to spread a rumor, but once you do, you can never completely undo the wrong."
The person it concerned was deeply hurt and offended. Later the woman responsible for spreading the rumor learned that it was completely untrue. She was very sorry and went to a wise old sage to find out what she could do to repair the damage.
The Old Sage said "Go to the marketplace, and purchase a chicken, and have it killed. Then on your way home, pluck its feathers and drop them one by one along the road."
Although surprised by this advice, the woman did what she was told.
The next day the wise man said, "Now go and collect all those feathers you dropped yesterday and bring them back to me."
The woman followed the same road, but to her dismay, the wind had blown the feathers all away. After searching for hours, she returned with only three in her hand.
"You see," said the old sage, "it's easy to drop them, but it's impossible to get them back.So it is with gossip. It doesn't take much to spread a rumor, but once you do, you can never completely undo the wrong."
Monday, January 7, 2008
Lunch With God
Kind words are a creative force, a power that concurs in the building up of all that is good, and energy that showers blessings upon the world.
-- Lawrence G. Lovasik
-- Lawrence G. Lovasik
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with a bag of potato chips and a six-pack of root beer and started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park, just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her some chips. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him.
Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Again, she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.
As twilight approached, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave; but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman, and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever.
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?" He replied, " I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? She's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, "Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?" She replied! "I ate potato chips in the park with God." However, before her son responded, she added, " You know, he's much younger than I expected."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime! Embrace all equally!
God Does Exist.
A man went to a barber shop to have his hair and his beard cut as always.He started to have a good conversation with the barber who attended him. They talked about so many things and various subjects. Suddenly, they touched the subject of God.
The barber said: "Look man, I don't believe that God exists as you say so.
"Why do you say that?" - asked the client.
"Well, it's so easy, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God does not exist. Oh, tell me, if God existed, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be no suffering nor pain. I can't think of a God who permits all of these things."
The client stopped for a moment thinking but he didn't want to respond so as to prevent an argument. The barber finished his job andthe client went out of the shop. Just after he left the barber shop he saw a man in the street with a long hair and beard (it seems that it had been a long time since he had his cut and he looked so untidy).Then the client again entered the barber shop and he said to the barber: know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How come they don't exist?"-asked the barber. "Well I am here and I am a barber."
"No!" - the client exclaimed. "They don't exist because if they did there would be no people with long hair and beard like that man who walks in the street."
"Ah, barbers do exist, what happens is that people do not come tome."
"Exactly!"- affirmed the client. "That's the point. GOD does exist, what happens is people don't go to Him and do not look for Him that's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."
The barber said: "Look man, I don't believe that God exists as you say so.
"Why do you say that?" - asked the client.
"Well, it's so easy, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God does not exist. Oh, tell me, if God existed, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be no suffering nor pain. I can't think of a God who permits all of these things."
The client stopped for a moment thinking but he didn't want to respond so as to prevent an argument. The barber finished his job andthe client went out of the shop. Just after he left the barber shop he saw a man in the street with a long hair and beard (it seems that it had been a long time since he had his cut and he looked so untidy).Then the client again entered the barber shop and he said to the barber: know what? Barbers do not exist."
"How come they don't exist?"-asked the barber. "Well I am here and I am a barber."
"No!" - the client exclaimed. "They don't exist because if they did there would be no people with long hair and beard like that man who walks in the street."
"Ah, barbers do exist, what happens is that people do not come tome."
"Exactly!"- affirmed the client. "That's the point. GOD does exist, what happens is people don't go to Him and do not look for Him that's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."
Why me?
Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983.
From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over - 5 million children start playing tennis, 50 thousand learn to play tennis, 5 thousand learn professional tennis, 500 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon , 4 to semi final, 2 to the final, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?". And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"
Happiness keeps u Sweet,
Trials keep u Strong,
Sorrow keeps u Human,
Failure Keeps u Humble,
Success keeps u Glowing,
But only God Keeps u Going.....
Keep Going......
From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over - 5 million children start playing tennis, 50 thousand learn to play tennis, 5 thousand learn professional tennis, 500 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon , 4 to semi final, 2 to the final, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?". And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"
Happiness keeps u Sweet,
Trials keep u Strong,
Sorrow keeps u Human,
Failure Keeps u Humble,
Success keeps u Glowing,
But only God Keeps u Going.....
Keep Going......
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Bhagavath Geetha
An old Farmer lived on a farm in the mountains with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Bhagavath Geetha. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.
One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa! I try to read the Bhagavath Geetha just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Bhagavath Geetha do?"
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water".The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again thebasket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.
The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it's useless!""So you think it is useless?"
The old man said, "No child, it is NOT. Look at the basket." The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. "Son, that's what happens when you read the Bhagavath Geetha. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Lord Krishna in our lives."
One day the grandson asked, "Grandpa! I try to read the Bhagavath Geetha just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Bhagavath Geetha do?"
The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water".The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again thebasket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.
The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.
The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breath, he said, "See Grandpa, it's useless!""So you think it is useless?"
The old man said, "No child, it is NOT. Look at the basket." The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. "Son, that's what happens when you read the Bhagavath Geetha. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Lord Krishna in our lives."
Excellence
A gentleman was once visiting a temple under construction. In the temple premises,he saw a sculptor making an idol of God. Suddenly he saw, just a few metersaway,another identical idol was lying.
Surprised he asked the sculptor, do you need two statutes of the same idol. No said the sculptor.We need only one, but thefirst one got damaged at the last stage. The gentleman examined the statue. No apparent damage was visible. Where the damage is asked the gentleman. There is ascratch on the nose of the idol. Where are you going to keep the idol? The sculptor replied that it will be installed on a pillar 20 feet high. When the idol will be 20feet away from the eyes of the beholder, who is going to know that there is scratch on the nose? The gentleman asked.
The sculptor looked at the gentleman, smiled and said, "The God knows it and I know it ".
The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not.
Excellence is a drive from Inside not Outside.
Surprised he asked the sculptor, do you need two statutes of the same idol. No said the sculptor.We need only one, but thefirst one got damaged at the last stage. The gentleman examined the statue. No apparent damage was visible. Where the damage is asked the gentleman. There is ascratch on the nose of the idol. Where are you going to keep the idol? The sculptor replied that it will be installed on a pillar 20 feet high. When the idol will be 20feet away from the eyes of the beholder, who is going to know that there is scratch on the nose? The gentleman asked.
The sculptor looked at the gentleman, smiled and said, "The God knows it and I know it ".
The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not.
Excellence is a drive from Inside not Outside.
Awesome presence of mind
An old man lived alone in Minnesota. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation.
Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love, Dad
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!"
At 4a.m. the next morning,
A dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.
His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. It's the best I could do for you from here."
- Moral Of the Story -
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation.
Dear Son,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
Love, Dad
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the GUNS!"
At 4a.m. the next morning,
A dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.
His son's reply was: "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. It's the best I could do for you from here."
- Moral Of the Story -
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS.
Know Your Value....!
A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a Rupee 500 note. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this Rupee 500 note?"
Hands started going up.
He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you but first let me do this."He proceeded to crumple the note up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?"
Still the hands were up in the air.
"Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?"
Still the hands went into the air.
"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson.
No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth Rupee 500/-.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose
your value.
You are special. Don't ever forget it! Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams.
“VALUE HAS A VALUE ONLY IF ITS VALUE IS VALUED”
Hands started going up.
He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you but first let me do this."He proceeded to crumple the note up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?"
Still the hands were up in the air.
"Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?"
Still the hands went into the air.
"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson.
No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth Rupee 500/-.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless.But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose
your value.
You are special. Don't ever forget it! Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams.
“VALUE HAS A VALUE ONLY IF ITS VALUE IS VALUED”
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